#Yoseob scenario

[blu-joons]

When He’s Scared That You’ll Leave Him ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Your smile was weak as Doojoon finally returned home, much later than you expected him to. An apology came from Doojoon straight away as he sat down beside you, looking at you in panic that you were still awake.

Your hand rested against Doojoon’s thigh as he took a seat down beside you, “why are you looking at me like that? Have I done something wrong?”

“You’re too good,” he commented.

“Me?” You laughed, pointing at yourself. “Where’s that suddenly come from?” You asked, unaware of how guilty Doojoon felt for making you wait for him to arrive.

His smile matched your own as Doojoon spoke, “how do you keep doing this? I’m always late, or not around, it’s not how I should be.”

“You’re busy with work, you know I understand that.”

“Does your patience not run out though?” Doojoon enquired, “do you ever just want to tell me to go away when I keep cancelling on you.”

“Not at all,” you laughed, nudging against his side. “It’s all part of the job of dating you, I’ve kind of got used to it now anyway.”

Doojoon’s eyes narrowed in your direction, “how can you ever get used to being messed around by me as much as this?”

“I guess you just make it worthwhile.”

Yoseob:

As you began the drive home, you couldn’t help but notice that Yoseob wasn’t quite himself. When you pushed him on it, you got nothing, but eventually he began to explain what had upset him through the night.

You smiled sympathetically as Yoseob worried about the attention you got from some of your colleagues. “You’re not jealous of them, are you?”

“It’s not that,” he responded.

“You think they paid much attention to me?” You then suggested, watching as Yoseob’s head nodded. “Don’t tell me you think that they had my attention, please.”

Yoseob’s nervous stare met your own, “they were all so funny and good looking, even I wouldn’t blame you if you dated one of them Y/N.”

“But you’re the one that I’m dating, none of them.”

“I know,” Yoseob whispered, turning to glance out of the window. “I guess they just made me feel a little insecure, like I’m not good enough.”

“That’s nonsense,” you replied, quickly shutting Yoseob down, “I mean they’re nice colleagues, but they can be so irritating Yoseob.”

A faint chuckle came from him as you reassured him, “you’re really telling me that you like me more than all of them?”

“Of course, that’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

Gikwang:

Your eyes widened in surprise as Gikwang mumbled underneath his breath, concerned that he was taking the stress that he was experiencing at work out on you, fearing how much longer you’d tolerate it.

Your head shook as Gikwang finished, clearing your throat straight away. “Are you kidding me? I want to help you, not get annoyed with you Gikwang.”

“Aren’t I annoying?” He quizzed.

“We all get stressed, it would never give me a reason to leave you,” you chuckled, draping your arm across his shoulders, “you need to talk to me, not worry about me.”

Gikwang’s concerned eyes glanced to where you were beside him, “you’ve taken care of me constantly, doesn’t it start to drive you up the wall?”

“Not when it’s the person you love who needs help.”

“Thank you,” Gikwang whispered, resting his head against the side of yours. “I don’t know what I’d do without you sometimes here with me.”

“Just promise me one thing,” you asked of him, “stop thinking that I’m going to leave, because I’m not, I’m just going to keep supporting you.”

Gikwang nodded as he made his promise to you, “if I start annoying you though, you have to tell me too Y/N.”

“I’ll never get annoyed with you, don’t worry.”

Dongwoon: 

It was understandably hectic as you and Dongwoon prepared to come to the end of packing his belongings for him to head on tour. All evening something that had been up with Dongwoon, eventually spilling.

Your head nodded as Dongwoon voiced his concerns about leaving you and going on tour. “How come you’re worried about me? I’ll be alright by myself.”

“WIll you still be here?” He asked.

“Of course,” you scoffed, almost in disbelief that Dongwoon would ask you such a thing. “You think that I’d leave whilst you’re on the road or something, have you lost your mind?”

Dongwoon’s shoulders shrugged in reply to you, “it crossed my mind, I’m scared you’ll get bored of waiting for me or find someone who can be around.”

“It’s only a couple of weeks, I’ll just be missing you.”

“Really?” Dongwoon quizzed in surprise, feeling your hand rest over the top of his. “You promise that you’ll be here when I get back home Y/N?”

“Of course, I promise,” you chuckled, squeezing against Dongwoon’s hand, “just as long as you promise to miss me whilst you’re on tour.”

Dongwoon’s head nodded instantly back to you, “I know that I’ll be missing you every second whilst I’m gone.”

“And I’ll be missing you just as much too.”

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[lil-nct-scenarios-11]

Highlight- Idol gf doing a sexy/ hot concept

Group: Highlight- all members 

Theme: Request- idol girlfriend having a really sexy and hot concept

Type: reaction-  fluffy + suggestive 

Doojoon 

would be super jealous 

asffffffff !!!!

like how is his hot ass gf looking and being so sexy for everyone else ?? 

it would def lead some hot and sexy “concepts” at home if you know what I mean 

*wink wink* 

but him viciously swatting other boys and girls’ drooling over you aside- 

you know he would be so supportive and proud of you 

when fans wish that they could have you, he would take tooooooo much pride in being able to pick you up from your shows and take you home 

if you tried to show him your sexy dance moves at home he’d get so flustered and hella shy but the second that your confidence and power would go back to normal then he’d transform into his cocky self and ask for more of those sexy dance moves 

but all in all 

he’d be so lucky + grateful to have you

Junhyung 

would be hella shy 

“mood light”  

when he first saw you performing he would look shy and blushy on the outside 

butttttt 

on the inside he’d be thinking of nasty, nasty things because your sexy performance would get his imagination running 

it would look like he is his usual cool & collected self but in reality your hot concept would have more of an impact on him then he’d like to admit  

highkey always turned on whenever he catches a glimpse of your performance

overall tho he’d be supportive and amazed by you 

Yoseob 

ya’llllll 

he’d be flustered & shocked 

but only when he first saw your outfit & choreography bc you know he’d be used to your hot & sexy self at home 

*wink* 

but he’d be the most supportive 

like 

he’d even go so far as to send a video to you of him dancing to your parts of the song with a huge goofy grin on his face

he’d just be so proud that you were his gf and not just another idol to him 

and if any fans came up to you for your autograph he’d definitely adopt a bodyguard persona but also stand protectively behind you with a proud smile that he could not hide

Gikwang 

be impressed asffff

like his jaw would drop the first time he saw you 

but he’d try to give you tips on how improve your form and perfect that body roll or thrust so that when he saw you perform again then he would just be focused on how smooth & hypnotic your hot & sexy moves were 

would just be in absolute awe at how good you were in this concept and not to mention how sexy you looked 

Dongwoon

gfghjkl

he wouldn’t even be shocked the first time he saw ur performance bc he’d be in a trance of just drooling and admiring you 

like someone would have to shake him to get him out of his trance induced by you

he’d always tease you when he heard your song in public by doing your signature move in the choreo or the face you made when you have to hit the high notes 

but seeing in that concept would drive him crazy bc he already loves you so much and that concept would just further prove to him how lucky he is to have you to do that kinda concept with him anytime anyplace *wink*

[pocket-scenarios]

Empty Room - Yoseob

(Admin: Babyboiii it was like 3am sorry if it’s really bad)

Yoseob and you don’t have much in your apartment, not even a heater. With winter approaching the cold seeps into the small two-room apartment that the two of you shared making the two of you bundle together under the blanket wearing big oversized hoodies and your cat huddled up over the top of the blankets against the wall, she is definitely warmer than you and Yoseob, but Yoseob makes sure to hold you close to him to share both of your body heat since the blankets alone aren’t keeping you warm. Yoseob buries his head into your neck, his warm breathing fanning against your skin, making you shiver slightly from the contrast.

“Don’t you think we should get a heater soon?” You mumble, your teeth shaking slightly from the cold along with the rest of your body, Yoseob pulls against the ends of your sweater, humming to himself.

“When I get paid next time we’ll get one,” he says softly, he has been saying that since August when you told him it would be best to go ahead and get a heater to prepare for winter since you figured something like this would happen, you let out a sigh deciding to bite your tongue.

“Okay,” you mutter, Yoseob runs his hand down your arm, warming it slightly.

“I promise I will this time,” he mutters softly, “it’s hard,” he admits, “I wanted to make the best life for you and you not have to work, but it’s just not working,” you can tell he is tired, there is no way he would admit stuff like this without being tired.

“You’re doing your best, maybe I should get a job for now to help,” you mutter turning in his arms to look at his face, he shakes his head, “you’re doing your best,” the slight anger you had been building disappeared from his confession, you honestly don’t know what to say to him.

“I don’t want you to have to work,” he mutters, stumbling over some of his words from how tired he is.

“Let’s talk about it now tomorrow,” you suggest, he nods pulling you closer to him.

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[justtextmeoppa]

❝ Every single word my love ❞

Plot: You are dating Yoseob after breaking up with Sunggyu, who is still angry about the break up 

Pairing: Yoseob x Reader

Words count: 2,1k+

Genre: Fluff, drama and angst

For anon , I hope you like it ^^

kyu.

The break up texts - part 1

You looked at the conversation once again. It was something you read over and over up until you were ready to bawl your eyes out. Your relationship with Sunggyu wasn't perfect, but no relationship was perfect per say. The break up came so swift that both of you weren't even sure what how it really happened, all you both knew was that it was over. Even though it had been six months since the break up, you needed to move on. You needed to get out of the depressing rut you found yourself in, and the person who got you out was a certain button nosed singer.

‘You need to stop reading those.’ A heavy sigh was heard as the person walked into the room, ‘That is the past, Y/N.’

‘I know Yoseob, but I just can’t stop reading everything,’ You still looked at the phone, ‘It was the last conversation we had before calling it quits, and to be honest, I don’t think he has fully excepted it.’

Yoseob took a seat next to you and grabbed the phone, ‘Acceptance or not, you are now mine and he can’t do anything about it, so please stop fixating on the past when you have a wonderful future ahead of you.’

‘A future with you, I hope.’ You joked, pulling him to lay down with you.

‘I wouldn't have it any other way, jagi.’

Some would think you moved on fast with dating Yoseob, but he was your vocal coach when they were back with CUBE ENTERTAINMENT. He was your friend and someone you trusted, even when you dated the Infinite singer. You wouldn't deny the fact that you did have feelings for him in the past, prior to dating Sunggyu, but that vanished when you were with the other male. Sunggyu was special, he was someone who showed you many things. Someone who was kind and gentle but just seemed to go a bit of the rails as you both progressed forward.

‘Yoseob said he caught you reading the conversation again.’ A voice filled the studio you were practicing your dancing in.

‘You and him are too close for my liking, Hyuna.’ You teased her.

‘Calm down,’ She chuckled, ‘You do know we are just friends, we have knows each other for so long that the idea of dating any of the boys would make me sick. They like older gross brothers.’

‘Okay, you are safe…..for now.’

‘Now why are you still reading that dreadful thing?’

‘Guilt I guess,’ You shrugged your shoulders, ‘Like it was just a simple fight over dinner but when I got home, it blew up. Never in my life did I picture myself swearing in the manner that I did that night.’

‘Has he tried contacting you?’ Hyuna asked.

‘Once or twice, but nothing more.’

‘And what about you and Yoseob?’

‘I don’t think he knows, well no one does, besides the people we told.’ You reassured.

And it was a reassurance you hoped you were right about. Junhyung sat in his studio, busy recording when he heard his door open. In walked a disgruntled Sunggyu. The rapper and singer had become good friend through music. They could have a good conversation just around music and they would be happy. Jun removed his headphones and looked at his friend.

‘What’s wrong with you?’ He asked.

‘Is it true?’

‘What?’

‘Yoseob and Y/N?’

At that moment, the rappers eyes grew twice in size, ‘I-I have no idea what you talking about.’

‘Don’t lie to me, Yong Junhyung!’ The singers eyes narrowed as Jun gulped.

Meanwhile you had been practicing your choreography for hours straight. Since you dropped your album, you had been busy with promotions. Your schedule had been crazy that you were surprised you had time to even breath. The music for you title song blasted through the speakers as your body quickly moved to the beat. It had become second nature at this moment that you didn't even hear the door open and close. Once the music stopped, clapping filled the now silent dance studio.

‘My teachings really have paid off.’ A male voice filled the space.

‘In your dreams Jang Hyunseung.’ You chuckled, walking to fetch your sweat towel, ‘Heading out now?’

‘I was about to ask you the same question, do you have any idea what time it is?’ The doe eyes male looked at you as you looked at your phone.

‘Crap,’ You gasped, ‘I didn't even notice.’

Hyunseung couldn't help but just smile, ‘Just don’t work yourself to death, okay? Eunkwang is just finishing up with Ilhoon, so they will be the last artists in the building, well besides you.’

‘Hyuna gone?’

‘Ah ha, so has the boys from Pentagon so don’t be here late. I am sure Seobbie wants you home early.’

‘You still miss them, don’t you?’ Your voice soft as he looked as if in deep thought.

He shook his head violently, ‘Forget it. Don’t stay late, see you tomorrow.’

With that, Hyunseung had left. You knew he missed his old members but you didn't want to push the situation. Taking a long sip of water, you reminded yourself about the two other males in the building. Pressing play on your iPod, you were back at it with the dancing. A good hour passed as the sweat glistened on your skin and your breathing was heavy. Your body was aching but it was good type of aching, according to you. The music came to a stop when, yet again, clapping filled the studio.

‘What is it with you Cub….’ You trialled off when you turned to see who it was.

‘Surprised?’ The voice said with amusement, ‘Expecting someone else, Munchkin?’

That nickname made your stomach churn, ‘I thought you were Eunkwang and Ilhoon.’

‘Oh really? The guard said you were the only person here.’

‘They must have left them.’

A sinister chuckle filled the room, ‘Observant as ever, Y/N.’

‘What do you want, Sunggyu?’ Your eyes rolled .

‘Oh just checking up on you,’ He stepped into the room and closed the door, ‘You have been good?’

‘Great, is that all?’ You hissed.

‘Not particularly.’ He leaded against the wall.

Sunggyu had the ability to make himself annoying just on the spot. Whether it was his use of words or just not taking the message when enough was enough. Many times he would do this but you found it cute at the time of dating, but now it was just plain irritating and getting on your nerves. You wished it was one of the BTOB boys rather then him. It was just strange to have him pop in all of a sudden.

‘If not, then what?’ You turned to face him.

‘I heard something interesting today.’ The singer scratched his chin.

‘Great,’ You ginned, ‘You can go and share it with your members, I need to go.’

‘But it involves you,’ He played dumb, ‘I went to visit Junnie and overheard a conversation with Doojoon and Yoseob.’

‘Ohhh….’ Your voice soft.

‘You cheated on me!’ His voice harsh but also low.

‘Excuse me?’ You took a step back in shock, ‘What are you talking about?’

‘It’s been six months, Y/N!’ Gyu threw his hands up in frustration, ‘SIX FUCKING MONTHS!’

‘That doesn't mean I cheated on you!’ You tried to keep your composer.

‘Really? Then you and Yoseob must just get along fucking well!’

‘Matter a fact, yeah we do!’

‘Is that why you didn't want to have supper with me that night, was it because you were with him?’

You both stood in the middle of the dance studio. Your body was drenched in sweat but now every thing seemed to just evaporate. He would dare accuse you of cheating on him just because you couldn't have dinner with him? Sunggyu was many things, but this was something to far. He was not just throwing accusations around because he clearly had no idea what to do with himself.

‘I was busy that evening!’ You shouted, ‘I was alone in the studio!.’

‘I don't believe you.’ He walked closer to you, ‘You have always been so comfortable with him!’

‘Because he is my friend and was my vocal coach when I was still a trainee!’ You defended, ‘You know all of this already, so why are you so hung up on it!?’

‘Because you moved on so quickly and I am not entirely satisfied that it was just mutual agreeing between the two of you!’ He accused.

You had a raised brow, ‘Are you accusing me of setting you up for a break up?’

‘Some thing along that line.’ He began walking as you backed against the glass mirrors.

‘Do you really think I am that diabolical?! The fight occurred because of supper, Sunggyu!’ You screamed that you didn't even hear your phone vibrating.

Yosoeb had been send phone call after phone call since Sunggyu’s arrival. Since you were so caught up in his false accusation, you didn't pay much attention. The Highlight singer knew something was wrong. He was meant to fetch you but only when you were finished. Noticing that the time was getting late, he pressed on the gas and zipped through the streets towards the building that housed all his old trainee memories and debuting history.

‘You honestly left me with nothing else,’ Your ex pinned you to the mirror, ‘You were always around him so much.’

‘And so?’ You challenged, ‘Why didn't you say anything?’

‘BECAUSE I TRUSTED YOU!’ He screeched.

‘And you had my trust! I never once crossed you when we were together, I was loyal right up till the end,’ You countered, his grip tightening, ‘Your anger right now has nothing to do with the fact that I spent time with him, but because I left you.’

‘You left me for him!’ He pointed out.

‘I did no such thing! I left you because if wasn't WORKING! We were always busy and at each others throat,’ You explained, not aware of someone at the door, ‘Dating a fellow idol is hard, and I believed it because when I was with you, it was difficult but I don’t regret my years with you,’ His hold getting tighter, ‘Ahhh you are hurting me, Sunggyu.’

‘I don’t believe you!’ He pulled you away and tossed you on the floor, ‘I lov-’

‘Enough!’ A voice cut him off as the person ran in and came to your side, ‘Y/N, you okay?’

‘Yoseob?’ You questioned, looking at his face, ‘What are you doing here?’

‘I tried phoning but you didn't answer.’ He said softly, before standing up and facing your ex, ‘What are you doing here?’

‘You are pathetic, ya know?’ Sunggyu sent a menacing chuckle out.

‘Sorry?’ The smaller’s hands began to ball into fits .

‘You just couldn't wait, could you?’

‘What are you talking about?!’

‘Y/N!’ He pointed at you, ‘You knew she was mine so you just slowly weaseled your way in so you could get her! How pathetic.’

‘Are you dense or something?’ Yoseob questioned, ‘I would never ruin someone else’s relationship. She left you. I had no dealing in this. If anyone is pathetic, it’s you. She has moved on, so do yourself a favor and do the same!’

‘You can have my sloppy seconds.’ He hissed just as a hard fist came ramming into his jaw, ‘The FUCK!’

‘Don’t you ever call her that!’ He warned, ‘She is more precious and valuable then you will ever know. You had something good Sunggyu and I am sorry that you lost it. She is a one in a million girl and you never deserved her to begin with.’

‘I knew you liked her!’ He pointed a finger, holding his jaw.

‘Because she is likable, not because I wanted to take her away from you. I am a gentlemen.' He walked and helped you stand up, ‘Are you okay, my love?’

‘I’m fine.’ You said softly just as Yoseob turned and faced the Infinite singer.

‘You better go and put some ice on that.’ Your boyfriend grabbed your things and walked towards the door, ‘Have a good evening.’

‘Where the hell you think you going?! We aren't done here Yang Yoseob!’

‘I am going home and taking my precious lady with me. She deserves more then a man who has delusional ideas. She is worth more then you would have ever imagined.’ With that, he slammed the door shut. The both of you now stood in the hallway, ‘What?’

‘Did you mean all of that?’

‘About?’

‘Me being valuable and stuff?’

‘Every single word my love….every single damn word.’

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Oppa vs. Noona

It was maybe your third time going out for a drink with them, you were introduced by a close friend of you, who was also part of their staff team, and you have hunged out together for a couple of times but today was the first time Y/F/N wasn’t present. You weren’t nervous or anything, everytime you talked with them it was very fun and you had a great time, they were cute and fun and you felt very comfortable around them, so you didn’t hesitate when Dujun called you to drink with them that night.

After a few drinks everyone was already a little tipsy and the boys seemed to grow more playful except for Junhyung who was very quiet at his seat.

“Okay but why do you call everyone else oppa but not me?” Dongwoon asked me, pouting a little.

“What do you mean? You don’t even know if I’m younger, I could be a noona, you know” you say, pouring one more shot for yourself.

They didn’t know your age yet, they know Y/F/N is older than you but she’s also older than most of them so they could’t figure your age so far. But you had such young features (and short height) that made you look younger than you were.

He looks at from up to down, making you feel a sense of competitiveness “Yeah…I don’t think so”

“Okay when you were born? Wait. Don’t tell me, I’ll search it up” You said, grabbing your phone. “What is your name again?”

“What?” He looked at you while the other boys started laughing.

“뻥이야~ just kidding, of course I know…..Lee Dongwoon” You playfully say his last name wrong as you type in your phone.

“Yah!“ He was now really getting offended, which the other boys (and you) thought even funnier.

“뻥이야~ just kidding again, Son Dongwoon, now let’s see..born in…” you focus on your phone and they all seem expectant of what you’ll say next.

“So..??” Yoseob looked almost impacient to hear it.

You lean in over the table, towards Dongwoon, holding out your glass “As I was saying, Dongwoon-ah, can you serve me another shot? also call me noona from now on.”

They boy looked defeated, he could only laugh while serving your glass, and the other boys were infinitely teasing him and laughing.

A/N: This is the first thing I write and i’m sooo not sure about it so if you happen to read this can you tell me if it’s bad? I’ll welcome any feedback!!

[smitten--kitten]

Yoseob Dream #1

I was in the kitchen, cooking sauce so that I could make a lasagna. Yoseob had his elbows over the counter, watching me. Rocking back and forth on his heels he spoke up asking for me to 'Make an extra cheesy iguana' instead of lasagna. I did a soft snort and playfully agreed. Yoseob was a little embarrassed, but knew it was gentle teasing, and he was excited to eat.

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Broken hearts

Inspired by Yoseob’s scenes in Highlight’s Still Beautiful.

I looked out the window, waiting to see if he walked home with his girlfriend or alone tonight. I wanted them to just get over the problem they were facing and just keep each other happy but somehow I wanted them to break apart too so that I can be selfish and tell him what I felt all this while. Liking him for 10 years, I must be the only one in this world that patient enough to see my own crush to be in a couple of relationships and watch him talking about her all day long.

It’s wasn’t like he go hops on everyone and become everyone boyfriend, the relationship before this lasts him about 3 years, as for this one it has been 5 years. Every time when we met, he would smile and tell me all about her and I’m satisfied with that. Just for me to see him smiling talking about things that make him happy, I’m happy although I’m broken inside.

“I can’t.” his head fell when he told me they argued again for the nth time the same week, “I can’t understand what she want me to do, what she expect me to do, I want to let go but I can’t do that either. It’s frustrating.”

I looked up at the sky that night, laughing at myself inwardly, “You fool. Why did you come out after he called knowing that what he said going to break your heart?”

Pushing my thoughts aside, I slowly I looked at him with a forced smile, “You said you love her, try and talk to her.”

“I am.” he said with ragged voice, “I tried… I tried so hard to be the best for her, to change myself to suit her but I still… I… What am I supposed to do.”

I sighed, “You know what I think? Give it one last chance. A real last one. If she still can’t tolerate with you, then it’s a sign for you to move on. When that happens, call me again.”

He didn’t say anything instead, he sent me home, “I felt better.” he forced himself a smile as he tucked in his hand in his pocket, “Thank you for listening… Dongsaeng-ah.”

A younger sister. That what he saw me as. The only reason I couldn’t muster my courage to confess my feelings. I used my finger to make a smile on my face, “Don’t fake your smile. It shows.”

He let out a small laugh and nodded, “Go in and have a nice rest.”

“You too,” I said and went inside. Since then I saw them walked in the neighborhood sometimes, not talking, not even holding hands but just walking, sometimes her girlfriend would be on her phone and he would be forcing himself to smile.

After a while, my phone rang and I turned around to see Yoseob oppa ID was on the screen, I moved my finger across the screen before putting it to my ear, “What am I suppose to do now?”

He sounded even more broken than I seen him previously, he could hear him sigh and a music in the background, “I…”

“Stay there,” I said as I picked my coat and my bag before running towards my car and heads to the cinema to see that it was filled with people.

Come on people its midnight. Don’t you guys sleep or something?

I went to the reception on the timing for the previous shows but it seems like every hall are filled in with people once again. I picked my phone again when I saw a figure, sitting just outside the cinema, by the side of the road. His head hang low as I approached him, “Why are you sitting here?”

He looked up at me and shrugged, “I got chased out of the hall.”

“Stand up.” I told him and pulled his hands, “Come on… Cooperate with me here. We go somewhere quiet.”

I drove, until the playground in our neighborhood. As I was driving, I started to get furious, to feel angry to see him like that. I stopped the car and looked at him, “You look pathetic… You look bad, you’re stupid.”

He looked at me, his eyes look empty, the sparkles in his eyes when he talked about her turned into emptiness as he shook his head and patted mine, “You don’t understand the feeling. It’s okay. I don’t expect you to make me feel better anyway… It will get better with time right?”

“Of course… I don’t know anything.” I nodded as I opened the door and get out of the car. As I heaved a sigh, I heard the door from the other side are being closed, “Not you too.”

“Then tell me, how am I supposed to get over a person that I have been loving in secret for 10 years?” I asked him, “Tell me how am I supposed to go through this when I see him so heartbroken, don’t even look like a human and still smiling thinking that he’ll be fine. Don’t simply say not me too while thinking the whole world have their backs on you. You’re so selfish you know that?”

“How can you expect me smiling every time I met you? How can you expect me to be there with you without feeling half of what you felt? I have feelings too you know.” I told him, “You knew right from the start that this won’t work but you give it a try. You know this relationship is breaking apart and you still trying to fix it and all I did is supporting whatever you think it’s right even when it breaks me apart. Don’t tell me I don’t know your feeling because I am younger than you. Don't tell me I couldn't like you because you look me as a sister.”

“I…”

“Just... Don’t call me again,” I said to him before I wiped my tears and drove away. 

That night, a relationship ended with three broken hearts.

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Different Kisses with Yang Yoseob

Thank you immensely for this request. Momentarily I panicked because whilst I’ve been a fan of BEAST/HIGHLIGHT from debut, I always biased GiKwang >_> and sadly not many people on tumblr write for this group anymore, so there wasn’t really much to go from to back up my own thoughts on Yoseob. But I am passionate about this group, and feel I’ve come up with some great kisses for Yoseob, so I am so hopeful you agree with me! I put a lot of effort into these because of the lack of posts on this amazing man, and I’m really happy with them!

Yoseob’s kisses really contain how much he cares for you.  

First kiss:

Your first kiss together was unexpected. Yoseob struggles to speak up about his deeper feelings, finding his emotions a little overwhelming when he tries. And so he had been holding off on confessing how he even felt about you, partially waiting for that elusive right time and also to ensure he had the right approach. However you beat him to it, admitting to him in a rushed manner just how much he makes your chest flutter whenever you see him, and how much you want to be more than friends. And whilst you’re trying to not hyperventilate from your confession and tame your flushed cheeks, Yoseob is so enamoured by your efforts, feeling so immensely elated that you like him too that he leaned in to place his lips on yours, kissing you lightly.

And you’re thankful he was this light with your first kiss, because had he done so with more passion, you would have floated on off to heaven rather quickly, and missed out on dating him. It was breathtaking the way it was and you often think back to your more innocent love, smiling over how far you’ve both come from that shy confession.

Public kisses:

Yoseob isn’t against PDA, but he always plans to keep it cool. Holding hands, slinging his arm over your shoulder, that kind of style. However he cannot help himself regardless of where he is when it comes to you. He’s naturally very affectionate towards you, happy to help feed you if you’re sharing ice-cream/a meal, and whenever you smile at him, he literally lights up with happiness. Because of how cute you both are, it’s very hard to keep to his simple plans, lots of hugs, forehead kisses and even some playful pecks, depending on the mood of the outing. Yoseob just loves making good memories with you, and the more involved you are in the outing, the easier his affections will pour out of him.

Yoseob is a natural romantic and will go the extra mile for you, so a lot of your dates are well thought out. Of course your reactions are the reward to him, and he’ll be so touched when you’re so surprised and gushing out compliments, your own love for him being spoken and given to him in kisses and hugs too. He’s never embarrassed by going the extra level to see you smile.

Private kisses:

Being at home with Yoseob is a mix of playful banter and laughter, and a quieter, chill vibe. He is quite the dork, but only because he genuinely wants to see your smile and will do anything to see your lips curl up, or hear your laughter often. During these moments he’s more likely to over-kiss you, exaggerating his movements on your lips, making you giggle in the midst of it. He can be really weird though, and sometimes you’re a little concerned how he could think so out of the box, shaking your head at him and his antics. And so he’ll pout dramatically, chasing you around until you’re in his arms and being inundated with his lips all over you. Yoseob is such a mood maker, and you can count on him to make every day fun at his side.

When he’s feeling calmer, he’s the type to watch you, smiling to himself at how lucky he is to have you. And if you’re doing a task/hobby that you’re really passionate about, he cannot help but interrupt you after some time, kissing you with a proud expression, just really in love with how you look when so involved in your favourite things. Seeing your genuine and pure joy over something is enough to fulfil him after a draining day, and naturally he’ll keep kissing you once you’re free to do so, telling you how much he likes seeing you that happy. After awhile this mood could either turn playful or more heated, depending on your reactions to him, and you love how every time you’re in his company you are always entertained, or further, feeling completely cherished by him.

Making out:

Yoseob likes the affect he has over you whenever things get heated. It doesn’t matter who initiated the lustful environment, but when he gets worked up, he only has one goal – to affect your breathing. He loves how his lips, his tongue and his touch can make you gasp, moan, and heighten or slow down your breathing. He focuses on kissing you in ways that makes you breathless, only to slow it right down so all he can hear is your breathing change, your grip on him tightening as he delicately brushes his lips over your collarbone. He is quite the tease because of this habit of his, and it can really drive you to another level of desire, becoming impatient and wanting more of him. Lots of smirks and nipping when you start to get naughtier in your own caresses towards him to hurry him along, and he is the type to playfully slap back your need to move things along, especially if he notices you holding onto your breath at his attacks. He needs to hear your subtle changes to continue on with his mission to take you to that higher level, but in his own time of course. He can hold out on you for quite some time, content in making you a complete mess under his control. Eventually though, he’ll cave and want more from you, the rush of trying to get you both to someplace more comfortable and with less clothing overriding any breath play that he was previously obsessing over.

Morning kisses:

There’s no need for an alarm in your bedroom. Yoseob wakes you in the best kind of way, his soft lips along your jawline, slowly making their way to your mouth, kissing you awake gently. There’s a lot of smiles and cute soft kisses once you’re awake, the mood becoming a little playful, Yoseob booping you on the nose and your giggles making his morning that brighter. Even if it’s storming outside, inside your bedroom it’s like a sunny day with no clouds, both of you enjoying the cute time together. And you tease him a little, his sleeping habits always fun to bring up in the morning, though he always tickles you to make you breathless from all your laughter, before drawing you into his arms and smiling that smile which you know was only ever made for you to see, making you melt into the embrace and kiss him tenderly. Ah, what bliss.

Making up:

Yoseob can have a temper if he lets it become an issue, so fighting with him is always heated. He has a bit of a sass undertone too, using his sharp tongue and petty mannerisms to really lay into your argument. It’s never something you enjoy, and even though he can see you cracking with the pain, he can’t seem to calm himself down enough either, both of you needing a break from each other after fighting. It could be only an hour or three days, but eventually the fight will only make him depressed, worried about his lack of ability to fully get his feelings across to you without getting emotional, and worried that he’s upset you too much. He’ll be the first to approach you to make up, holding you closely to him as he apologises, kissing your forehead/side of your head a lot, and burying himself into you, making you both an entangled mess of limbs and feelings, but it’s a nice way to be after avoiding each other and the problem too.

Dishonest kisses:

Yoseob has a little habit of telling exaggerated stories, or little white lies. Most of the time they’re to cover his butt, or to lessen the trouble by throwing it onto someone else. He doesn’t mean it in a bad way; it’s just easy to tell what happened with a little more flourish. But you’ve been dating way too long now, and just like his members, you can tell when he’s being a little dishonest with how it really went down. And whilst you shouldn’t really reward him for this behaviour, you cannot help but play into it a little, quirking an eyebrow when you catch him out and pursing your lips together, watching as he flusters his way through with an awkward laugh. You cannot help but find him adorable when you catch him out, grinning to yourself before pressing your lips together; trying to not give him any more room to think it’s okay to lie. Yoseob takes your lapse in control to his advantage, kissing you in between his laughter, asking you why you’re so cute, trying to distract you away from his fibbing and showering you in his affections to lessen his punishment. You cannot help but respond to his kisses with your own, but when you’re done, you’ll place your hands on your hips and tell him to give it up, scolding him with a smile on your face. One day you’ll get the hang of not playing into his games – maybe!

Cute kisses:

He knows he’s cute, he’s even admitted it to you before, and because of this, he knows how to work his charms to get you where he wants you. He’ll do anything to capture your heart, making you blush and giggle, putting him at an advantage. Now you’re going to be slightly more willing to do what he wants, all he needs to do is seal the deal. He loves kissing you cutely, commenting on how red your cheeks are getting before pecking them too. This is a great strategy of his, especially if he’s trying to get out of something too (cough see above cough). Your weakness is when his face is alive with his playful ways, unable to resist Yoseob when he’s being completely adorable and fluffy with you.

Food kisses:

This one is short and sweet, literally! Like a few of the other foodies in this series, Yoseob loves eating with you, cooking with you, and doing anything with food. He is always happy and content when well fed, and if he’s with you, he’s more inclined to want to cuddle up with you afterwards and kiss you cheeks or forehead, grateful for a good meal in your company. Especially if you made it, he’ll be more appreciative of your efforts, thanking you with his lips and his words.

If you’re eating something as a snack, or a sweet dessert without him, he’ll lean over you and cut into your eating session, tasting whatever it is from your lips, pulling away with a sly smile and telling you how everything tastes better from your mouth.

Comforting kisses:

One of Yoseob’s strongest traits is that he’ll do anything for those he cares about. If you’re sick, you know he’ll be the most efficient carer of you until you’re back to full health. If you have a nightmare, he’ll scare those bad feelings away, holding you protectively and reminding you he’ll never let anything bad happen to you when you’re with him. He’ll do anything to cheer you up, from his weird antics, to researching online on how to help you with whatever you might be facing.

He’s very gentle with you during these times, brushing your hair away from your face and cupping your cheeks in his hands, kissing you softly. It’s always so full of care and it makes you stunned when he kisses you like this, feeling completely overwhelmed with Yoseob’s way of looking out for you. It’s moments like these where his love for you really shines, and you cannot help but fall more for him, something you never thought was possible anymore.

Stressed kisses:

And much like how Yoseob knows how to help you, when he’s stressed out from work, you know just how to ease his tensions. Yoseob, because of not outwardly expressing his emotions is the type to internalise, and further, believe he’s a burden on others when things with whatever is stressing him out turn south. He also overloads himself, wanting to try and fix everything, but when stressed, it’s much harder to accomplish this. You softly remind he is only human and to slow down, taking him in your arms late at night and just running your hands through his hair in a rhythm, Yoseob allowing himself to surrender to your comfort, soon drifting off to sleep in your embrace. You love these moments, holding the man you love close to yourself, gently touching his brows that are still slightly furrowed to ease them as he sleeps, and kissing the bridge of his nose lightly, or his lips, smiling to yourself at how peaceful he is. In the morning when he wakes up and remembers your care and advice, Yoseob smiles broadly, reaching to pull you into his arms more tightly, waking you but you don’t mind, hugging him back too, basking in all his extra kisses in your morning session and relieved to see him smiling again.

Silent kisses:

I’ve said it a few times, but Yoseob isn’t the outright type when it comes to his inner feelings. He’s not shy to speak up about what matters most to him in your relationship, but he does take his time to express those to you, after much deliberation of how he should. It’s always special when he finally does speak his mind, but you’ve gotten so used to reading him through his eyes, that you appreciate soul searching with him more often - not that his words aren’t overwhelming and beautiful when you hear them of course you love hearing them. It’s just that you’ve found other ways to read him, sinking into his umber depths easily, sharing long, intense periods where words aren’t even needed. Your hands intertwined as you listen to his non verbal confessions, your lips curling up with pleasure at how much you live for these moments. But eventually you can’t take it, leaning over to kiss him, his own mouth caressing you with such passion that you know that you couldn’t find anything on this earth more amazing than Yoseob’s love. When you finally separate, you grin and tell him you love him too, his own mouth spreading widely with his joy, before his lips connect with yours, over and over, in an endless pattern of quiet stares and beautiful, breathtaking kisses.

Loving Yoseob is effortless, because he takes such amazing care of you. He’s always your biggest supporter, cheering you on, lifting you up and making you laugh daily. You honestly believe he is the only one for you, and that’s all he wants to be, loving you forever, and enjoying the affections you shower him with always.

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Hello everyone! I just finished “Kill Me, Heal Me” and I kept thinking about how Heechul would have looked if he played the main character (and his personalities) role.

So, I made a thread! Check it out if you want ^^

(I added more pics on twitter so take a look there; the ones I put here were just to made this post lol)

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When You Lay Down Between His Legs ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Suspicious eyes watched over you as Doojoon caught you shuffling out of the corner of his eye once again. “Where are you heading to?” He suddenly asked.

An innocent smile formed on your face as you met Doojoon’s eyes, “I was just looking at that gap I can see between your legs, it looks pretty me sized.”

Doojoon nodded as he looked between the gap and you, “and I’m guessing you’re trying to move there without me noticing what you’re doing, aren’t you?”

“How?” You grumbled, “how do you always manage to work me out like this?”

“You weren’t exactly being subtle there Y/N.”

With that, Doojoon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tightly in between his legs. “I thought if I moved slowly you wouldn’t notice.”

“Nice try,” Doojoon sympathised, pressing a kiss against your shoulder, “but you’re going to have to do better than that.”

“Oh well, at least I’m finally where I want to be Joon.”

“Exactly, and where I want you too.”

 Yoseob:

A chuckle came from you as Yoseob’s legs squeezed even tighter against your frame either side of you. “You said you were cold, so I’m just warming you up.”

You could barely chuckle as your hands tapped against his legs, “I said that I was cold, I didn’t say that I wanted you to squeeze the life out of me though.”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Yoseob as you looked back at him, “unfortunately that’s what you get for deciding that you want to lay down in between my legs.”

“You’re so mean to me,” you pouted, “what did I ever do to you to deserve this?”

“You made me move my legs when I was comfy.”

A roll of the eyes followed from you as Yoseob dramatically sighed, “you’d barely been sat down for five minutes, there’s no way that you were cosy.”

“I was, because I was warm,” he retorted, “so stop pouting at me unless you want me to move and let you keep yourself warm.”

“Sometimes I wonder what it is that I ever saw in you.”

“My nice warm legs, that’s what.”

Your eyes rolled at Yoseob’s confident reply, hearing his snigger follow. “If you think your legs were the reason I fell for you, you’re mistaken.”

“Of course,” Yoseob agreed, “because you fell instead for my handsome smile and my beautiful eyes, didn’t you?”

“You can be so full of yourself sometimes, you know?”

“But that’s just why you love me.”

Gikwang:

Your smile turned up as you felt a gentle tug against your hair, knowing exactly what Gikwang was doing. “Sorry,” he whispered, knowing what he had done.

Your head shook in reply to him as you placed your hands against his legs. “You’re alright, it didn’t hurt,” you assured him, not wanting him to worry.

Gikwang continued to twirl your hair around in his finger, watching you with concerned eyes. “Are you sure?” Gikwang pushed, immediately beginning to worry.

“I’m fine,” you chuckled, “it can’t hurt anyway when I’m laying right here.”

“My legs don’t stop things hurting Y/N.”

Your head carried on shaking in Gikwang’s direction, “laying here makes me feel comfortable so that absolutely nothing can hurt me.”

“Your logic gives me a headache sometimes,” Gikwang couldn’t help but retort, looking down at you with his eyes narrowing.

“Just keep playing with my hair and it’ll all make sense.”

“I reckon I can keep doing that.”

Dongwoon:

You threw yourself down with a huff as you noticed the gap in Dongwoon’s legs, finally relaxing. “I thought at one point you weren’t coming home tonight.”

Dongwoon’s hands rested through your hair as you leant back, “I was convinced at one point that I wasn’t going to be coming home tonight either.”

A chuckle escaped from him as he listened to you, watching you yawn as you spoke. “I hope you don’t plan on falling asleep on me, we can’t sleep on the sofa.”

“I’m not moving,” you quickly warned him, “you’ll have to move me you know.”

“If I need to carry you to bed, then I will.”

Your head nodded, happily agreeing to let Dongwoon carry you. “Don’t move just yet, I’m comfy here and after the day I’ve had, this is what I need.”

“We don’t have to go anywhere just yet,” Dongwoon assured you, “but you know we can’t spend all night on the sofa.”

“I reckon we could, I can lay between your legs here too.”

“Trust me Y/N, you’ll regret it.”

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Russian Roulette

A Lee Gikwang fanfic

Mafia!AU

Rated: M. Mature content. Smut.

Description: Being part of the mafia meant you made a lot of enemies. But there’s one specific enemy you’ve never been able to kill. No matter how hard you’ve tried, he always escaped you. Will things change one night when he walks into the same casino as you...?

Requested by: @christian-do

A/N I had so much fun with this au I ended up writing too much so there’s gonna be a part 2 shortly!

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There he was, in your sight once again.

You weren’t planning to see him this time, but when the double doors of the casino opened, his presence was known. Everyone’s head swung around to see who was exuding such confidence at the door. Maybe not everyone here knew who he was, but as soon as you saw him, your blood began to boil, and you slid your sunglasses on over your eyes, leaning down in your seat at the roulette table to avoid him seeing you while you scanned him.

Lee Gikwang. Son of the leader of the Infamous double dragon gang, one of the strongest gangs in all of South Korea.

You, yourself were part of the Blue Moon gang, and unlike him, who was born into the mafia life automatically earning himself a high position, you earned your way to the top.

Your family was very poor, owning nothing but a small noodle restaurant, but even that wasn’t earning them enough money. They ended up getting involved with the mafia to be able to sustain their family. The Blue Moon gang would pay their bills, in return for letting the noodle shop be a secret drug cartel for them to use as they pleased. This worked for a long time, until there was one slip up, and the cops found out about the drugs. To avoid you being killed, your parents took all the blame and said nothing about the gang, immediately getting sent to prison. This left you, a fourteen year old girl in the shop alone, crying as your parents were dragged out of their shop by the cops. Sobbing, you felt a large consoling hand on your shoulder. It was a large man in a black suit by the name of Moon Junmyeon. The leader of the Blue Moon gang.

“Don’t worry kid, we’ll take care of you.” It sounded threatening, but he really did take you in, allowing you to enter the gang as if you were any other newcomer. Over the years you committed a lot of crimes, killed a lot of traitors, and smuggled a lot of drugs. But there was one guy no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t kill him.

Your arch nemesis, Lee Gikwang.

Blue Moon gang was one of the most feared mafia group in South Korea, only being competed with by the Double dragon group. So obviously, the two groups did NOT get along. You had been sent on many group, and solo missions to have him assassinated but he always slipped out of your grip every time. It infuriated you. He was so cocky every time. Once you thought you’d finally had him cornered in a dark ally, with your gun barrel against the back of his head.

“Game over” You had said. He only laughed back at you. Your ego immediately deflated when you felt two gun barrels on the back of your head.

He turned around and lowered your pistol with his finger, smirking at you.

“Better luck next time sweetheart.” He cooed, and you woke up a day later in a different town.

Sneering, you angrily put out the cigarette that you were smoking and left it in the ashtray. You thought about leaving and just reporting back to your boss his location, but then you thought to yourself.

‘Wouldn’t it be better to bring back a dead body?’

You smirked and directed your covered eyes back to him as he strode confidently through the casino, shaking hands with many older men who seemed excited to see him.

Okay maybe he was popular.

This made you even more mad.

He didn’t even do anything for himself! He had a group of basically bodyguards who followed him everywhere and did everything for him. They basically did all the dirty work. Every time you’d ever tried to kill him and failed, it was his bodyguards who had stopped you and taken you out. You couldn’t even count how many times they’d beat you and left you in a new location.

He had these bodyguards even with him now, but they were all dressed in black and white pinstripe suits and fedoras. Gikwang stood in the middle of his entourage, laughing at a joke he’d told, while they all pretended to laugh at it too. Instead of wearing a suit, he wore only the jacket part of it, with one button buttoned in the middle to expose his upper chest and lower stomach, fully decked out in tattoos. Mostly dragons. You rolled your eyes. His usually styled black hair looked greasy, almost wet, and had pieces dangling in front of his eyes which seemed to have black eyeliner smeared on the bottom.

Maybe he caught you staring, because he nudged one his grunts and you saw him mouth the word “roulette”.

Then he and his whole crew strode over to the table you were sitting at.

You turned away and tugged your black hat over your head, hoping he didn’t recognize you.

Of course you had a disguise on, you always did when you went out just in case. Today’s disguise was a blonde bob wig, paired with red lipstick, a deep smoky eye, a rather large brimmed black hat with a long black coat to match.

“What are you doing playing roulette by yourself?” Suddenly the silky voice was right next to you, and you almost flinched, but you knew better. You turned to face him, literally inches away from the man you wanted to murder. You gave him your best fake smile.

“Because I’ve been playing roulette. The people I was playing with just ran out of money. So I’m waiting for more people.” You time the truth, manipulating your voice to not sound like your own, since he’s heard it so many times.

A grin crept across his face, and a beautiful one at that. He had the biggest most luscious lips, and you hated it.

“Why don’t I play with you then?” He finally said, a little too close to your face. His breathe smelled strongly of whiskey. Maybe this is why he didn’t recognize you. He didn’t seem intoxicated though, maybe just tipsy, but enough to not know you. Which was perfect for you. He sat down at the seat right next to you, despite there being many empty seats around the table. You looked at his face and smiled, thinking about watching the life drain out of it. Maybe he thought you were flirting, because he smiled back as he was buying his roulette chips. His crowd of bodyguards all began to sit at the table

“Roulette players only please-“ the worker said. They all glared at him, then looked expectingly at Gikwang, who waved his hand, signaling them to listen to the man and not kill him.

“Let’s make this interesting. Just you and I babe.” He turned to face you again, his big almond eyes gleaming. “You pick a color. I pick the opposite. Make it fair.” He said, eyeing you up and down. You tried not to scowl at his gaze, but felt your cheeks flushing anyway.

“Sounds fair enough. But I have one condition.” You pushed all your roulette chips forward. You had won about $500 playing roulette for the past couple hours, and decided to humor him for the last few hours of his life and have fun. His face didn’t even twitch.

“Deal.” He said and entered the same amount.

“I choose red.” You said quickly.

“Why red?” He asked curiously.

Like the color of your blood when it comes out of the bullet hole I’m gonna leave in your face.

You thought.

“I like red.”

You smiled.

“Black it is for me.” Gikwang said confidently as the casino worker took your best, calling out “No more bets” despite there being only two people at the table. As if in slow motion, the ball dropped, and hit the spinning roulette wheel, going round and round in circles.

Your eyes followed the ball, nervousness bubbling in your stomach. You glanced at Gikwang who looked at ease. You got mad again.

Fuck him for being so calm..

Everyone was silent as the ball began to slow down, making thudding noises as it passed over the ridges of the numbers.

Black

Red

Black

Red

Black.....

It nearly came to a stop on the black number, but at the very last second, it rolled onto a red section.

“Red 19.” The worker called as he picked up the ball from the slot.

For once in his life, Gikwang looked disappointed. He’d had everything in his life handed to him, and just lost a game of luck.

As the worker began to give you your chips back so you could cash them in for your earnings, you turned to Gikwang again, filled with pride. “Better luck next time, right?” You said, flashing him a real smile.

He looked taken aback by your words and stared at you.

Fuck. Maybe you shouldn’t have said that..

Nervously you collected your chips and stood up. He grabbed your wrist tightly and you realized you’d said too much. He realized who you were.

He stared at your, dark eyes hooded as his eyes scanned yours. Then his big lips pulled into a smirk again.

“Hope to see you again soon, sweetheart~” he said happily.

Nope. He’s still just a drunk guy.

You breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. “Very soon I hope. I’ll find you.” You winked from behind your sunglasses and walked off to collect your earnings from roulette. As you turned around from the counter, you saw Gikwang walked out the doors of the casino.

What?? One game and you’re done??

In a hurry, you grabbed all your money, shoved it in your purse and sprinted out of the casino after him. You could see the mob of suited men walking through the purple lit door of a building in a back alley. You looked up at the sign, seeing the triple X sign and a neon lit girl taking her top off. You sighed. Of course he went into a strip club.

Straightening yourself up, you followed at a distance and led yourself into the building, the bouncer not questioning your age because of the glare you were giving him. You were on a mission.

Immediately the loud music and smell of smoke engulfed you. It was so loud with sensual music you couldn’t even hear yourself think. Completely covered up, you didn’t fit in this club, but you pushed through the crowd and saw him sitting at a round table with his crew in the front row, throwing ones at a girl dancing on stage.

Wow you hated him a lot.

But you had an idea. And you didn’t like it. It wasn’t hard to sneak behind the DJ’s booth and take a glance at the roster of girls dancing tonight. Destiny was the name of the girl dancing currently, so next up was a girl named.... Cinnamon. Nice. You almost laughed as you slipped away, looking for the dressing room. The club didn’t have very good security, because you easily found the small, well lit room where all the strippers would get ready for their performances.

“Which one of you is Cinnamon.” You said firmly at the group of underdressed girls.

“Who are you?” A little redhead said rudely. You didn’t have time for this.

“I said,” you drew your pistol from the strap on your thigh and pointed it at one of the girls, who’s face drained of all color.

“Which one of you. Is. Cinnamon.” You spit out, and a young brunette finally spat out, terrified.

“I am.” She was fighting back tears.

You looked at her, she was about your size and body type.

“Perfect. Give me your outfit. Now.” You began to strip down yourself and throw your clothes at her for her to wear. Seeming confused with the situation, she complied and changed into your outfit, then gave you hers. You pulled on the skimpy outfit which wasn’t more than lingerie over your own underwear. Whatever it was sexy and it would do.

“Please welcome to the stage.... Cinnamon!” You heard the announcer say and some low music started playing.

“I’ll give it back later.” You dug in your purse and gave her your roulette earnings. “Consider it a tip.” You said, then ran up to the stage, walking out sexually like you’d seen the girls do earlier. It felt weird. You rubbed your hands up your thighs to feel for the gun and knife strapped to them which were covered by garter belts and stockings. The men started hollering and throwing ones. Your eyes met Gikwang’s, who sat up surprised in his seat when he saw you. Then pointed at you, then patted his thick thighs, telling you exactly where he wanted you. In this dark lighting, the shadows casting accentuated every muscle on his chest. What the fuck? Why were you thinking about that. You shook your head then continued to “dance” to make everything seem real, walking around the pole, sliding up and down, all the while keeping direct eye contact with the tall man who looked like he wanted to eat you up. Finally as the song died down, you walked down the stairs of the stage and down to his table, other guys looking jealous as you walk straight to him, leaning over him tracing a hand down his chest. You leaned closer to him, your lips on his ear and whispered.

“Buy a private session with me, won’t you?” You tried saying in your sexiest voice, trying your hardest not to cringe or just stab him here. You looked at him, and could tell he was going to comply with you, so you walked away, leaving him wanting more.

Heart pounding, you found the private dance rooms and waited outside the door until you saw him rounding the corner, then you slipped into the room and waited for him. In the room was just one large red couch—for parties you guessed?—it was a cheap looking sparkly material, but whatever. At least his blood wouldn’t stain too bad.

When you finally heard the door open, you realized you had been holding your breathe waiting him. As soon as he came in, your heart stopped again, your head started spinning.

“Told you I’d see see you soon.” You said, trying to steady your voice, and sound sexy.

Gikwang locked the door behind him, then took a hand and ran it through his black locks, those stunning brown eyes staring holes into your chest—which he was obviously looking at. With a smirk, he slowly unbuttoned and took off what was left of his top, which was only the jacket, and laid it on the couch.

Jesus Christ. In the low lit room, the soft light illuminated all his muscles as he inched his way to the couch, spreading his legs out dominantly. You had seen him shirtless before, because he was quite the fan of revealing clothing, but never this close.

“Oh how I missed you sweetheart” he said lustfully, patting his thighs, pulling money out of his pocket. “Here’s my deposit.” He leaned over, placing a hundred in your lacy red bra. Your face twisted into what you thought was a scowl, but just looked embarrassed at his touch. You fake smiled at him and began moving your hips back and forth, hands in the air, and touching all over your body. You had your eyes closed during the dance, but when you opened them and looked over your shoulder, your ass barely inches away from his lap, you could tell he was trying his hardest to hold back.

He looked vulnerable at this point, so you smirked and turned around, putting your hands on his shoulders. Slowly your hands drifted down his chest, feeling every muscle, then moved yourself onto his lap, straddling him.

The look on his face was priceless. He was looking at you with such admiration and longing, his beautiful lips parted slightly at the sight of you, like he couldn’t keep his mouth closed.

Stop it. Stop thinking he’s beautiful.

[nuyasno]

highlight with kids ~ 💘

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Sing You To Sleep - Yoseob

(Admin: Babyboiii)

➢ Long distance relationship w/ Yoseob

You rolled around in your blankets ending up with them wrapped around you and your fitted sheet pulled from the corners of your bed. You couldn’t get to sleep no matter how hard you tried, you were contemplating calling Yoseob, but part of you didn’t want to bother him. 

You continued to move around in your bed only furthering the damage you’d done to the sheet and blanket placement. You huffed turning over to grab you phone deciding to call Yoseob.

“Y’N, you’re still awake,” he said shocked, you whined in response, “I’ll take that as a yes,” he let out a cute laugh that made you smile pressing yourself hard into your pillow.

“I can’t sleep,” you sighed into the phone closing your eyes, Yoseob smiled on the other end, making sure none of the members were around him.

“Do you want me to sing you to sleep,” Yoseob sunk his teeth into his bottom lip trying to contain a smile, “put me on speaker phone I’ll sing for you,” you complied putting your phone on speaker phone then laying it beside your head.

You attempted to fix your blankets a bit, listening to Yoseob’s sweet voice coming through your phone speaker. You laced your fingers together resting your head on the back of your hand, just enjoying hearing his voice. You closed your eyes snuggling further into your blankets attempting to get some sleep before you had to go into work.

“Are you asleep,” Yoseob whispered, you let out a whine in response, Yoseob laughed, which always sounded like music to your ears, “should I sing more,” he said softly.

“I don’t want to waste your time,” you muttered tiredly, he huffed in response.

“waste my time,” he raised the pitch of his voice, “you’re my beautiful girlfriend I haven’t talked to in almost a month, you can never waste my time,” he lowered his voice to a soft sweet tone, he started to sing once more which eventually lulled you to sleep. 

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Out of Context: Highlight Edition

Doojoon:

Yoseob:

Gikwang:

Dongwoon:

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Highlight- As Dads

Group: Highlight- all members

Theme: Highlight as dads

Type: Bullet-style reaction/scenario

Doojoon

he’d definitely would the dad who loves to take tons of pictures and make home videos

like he’d just want to capture every milestone in his kids life

his kids would be tired of constantly getting the pictures taken but they’d become really photogenic because of it

he’s also really emotional like when they promote to elementary school to middle school he’d go all out and spoil them

he’d try to be strict but he’d give in to his soft side

he’d make really punny jokes too and no one will admit how much they really love it

he’d also spoil his kids often but it would mostly be for food more than anything

he’d make sure his kiddos are always well fed so they might be a lil chubby but he’d love it

he’d also be that parent who brags about their kids too

Junhyung

he’d be the super strict one

he wouldn’t cut his any slack and always except a lot from them

he wouldn’t be mean but he wouldn’t be able to express his feelings well

like it would kinda hard for him to tell his kiddos how much he loves him and how proud he is of them

but like you know he’d be extremely proud of them for anything that they do but he’d push them to best their best

he’d have the most meaningful stories about hard-work and struggles and his kids would always appreciate them

he’d still be very shy and squishy and his kids would love to exploit his giggly side and they’d live to embarrass him

Yoseob

he’s kinda awkward but he’s hella funny and extremely sassy

he’d get along with his kids well and be the most supportive one

he’d go to all their games, he’s basically a soccer mom

ooh he’s suuper protective so he’d be strict in the sense that he wouldn't let his kids go out much without him

but he’d love to game nights and always have singing battle

oooh in car rides, him and his kiddos would be singing their lungs out to any given song on the radio

he’d be really playful too like he’d be playing all sorts of competitive games with his kiddos and would be hella salty if he lost

Gikwang

 he’d be that dad who makes his kids wear like super fashionable, designer brands and stuff and would take aesthetically pleasing pics with his kids

he’s another dad who would try be strict but ends up being hella giggly instead

he’d spoil his kiddos rotten like anything they wanted he’d get it

oooh he’d love to embarrass his kids in front of their friends or just public in general

he’d be hella cuddly with his kids and would always give them cheek kisses randomly

he’d make sure his kids are very outgoing and involved in many sports and stuff

Dongwoon

he’s the most relatable and friend-like kinda dad

like he'd be soo chill and genuinely really fun

of course he'd embarrass his kids but they would always get him back

he'd be the most involved with their social lives and would get jealous when his kiddos left to hang out with their friends

he’d love to go on super long walks with them and love to go on adventures which means long road trips

he’d always tell them the easy way to do things and always save them from their other parent’s wrath

ooh he would kiss his spouse just to embarrass his kiddos and he’ d love it because he knows he made his whole fam happy

he would loveee to pull pranks on his kids but if he ever went too far he would always make it up to them by treating them to ice cream or something like that

*AHHH this was so fun to write, man I love highlight sooo much

*comment down below which ‘dad’ are you most like, I think I would be most like Dongwoon but its like a mix of Doojoon and Dongwoon tbh

*send requests for these dorks bc I love writing for them

[narika-a]

19 for highlight yoseob ♡♡♡ Also to 🐉anon Haiiiiiii i luv wanna one too !!!!

Ayyy another Wannable~~

19. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”

Yang Yoseob x Reader

Genre: College/University AU, fluff

Word Count: 195

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me,” he chuckled, flashing you that beautiful smile of his.

“Pfff, naaah,” you laughed nervously, sipping your drink and slowly increasing the distance between you.

“Wait,” he said when you noticed your strange behaviour. “Were you actually?” he asked surprised.

“Naaaaaaaaaaaah… No way,” you chugged down your whole drink and slammed the glass against the bar. 

“You so were,” he teased you.

“I wasn’t you said so yourself,” you pouted, ordering another drink but he just fling his hand around your shoulder and poked your cheek.

“Come on Y/N, no need to get angry. You should know already that there is no need for you to seduce me. I’m all yours.”

You almost spit your drink at his statement. People normally don’t say things like this out of the blue. You tried to get out of his grasp but he firmly held you in place.

“Hey, I just sort of confessed to you, where are you going?”

“I need another drink,” you quickly replied, blushing like crazy. You will need more than one of them if you were to survive this night.