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karinasbaby · 11 months ago

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finally got the chance to lose my sanity over the best fucking birthday gift EVER. AND HOLY FUCK

this one had such an intense kick to it oh my GOOODDJELSHS im literally LAUGHING while writing this i can’t believe what i just read what the HELL wlehaldjjhdf hana you will pay for your crimes 🫵 this was once again ATTEMPTED MURDERRRR u really gave me in love and soft and munch hee all on my birthday 😨😨😨 i’m about to throw up istg my mind is SPINNING no words can describe how badly i want to scream rn.

first of all

!?!?!^>[+{]^+{]>]*!=\$\•!{]+! BUT U DID THIS FOR WHATTTTRT😭😭😭 “he loved it when you ruined him, turning him into someone that only you got to see” my legs hurt from me kicking them in the air for so fucking long i actually can’t do this bcs wdym what do you mean WHAT DO YOU MEANNNN WHY IS HE SO CUTE AND SWEET AND SO LOVABLE PLS HEESEUNG LET ME WRAP U UP IN A BLANKET AND KEEP U IN MY POCKET :((( and the obsession with the adam’s apple is so real because i WILL kiss it. non stop. for the rest of my life. for sure. mhm.

u see now personally me? i died lol 🤣🙏🏼 idk about u but i audibly gasped and had to take a break because i would have fallen out of bed for the 9th time tonight and i really wasn’t looking forward to that 🙏🏼 because what. a small cupcake with a candle on it the moment it’s 12 like r u kidding :( r u joking this is so cute and so sweet i have tears in my eyes what the heck heeseung actually being obsessed with birthdays (unlike someone yes im throwing shade and priority jay) (im playing pls don’t jump me) is so cute and just so him :( im gonna cry myself to sleep today 💯

now what if i cry lmfao. no what if i suddenly disappear then what. why would u dO THIS TO MEEEEEEEE 💔💔💔💔💔😭💔😭💔😭💔😭😭💔💔💔💔😭😭😭💔😭😭😭😭💔😭💔😭😭😭💔 i’m actually going through it & tearing up again like soft in love hee who loves to praise you like i can’t cut the fucking cameras i CANT i don’t have the ability to handle this ☹️💔☹️💔💔

u making shirtless hee wear a chain… you’re out for blood atp. like u really are 😕‼️ AND PLEASE WDYM HE LAUGHED INTO THE KISS DONT DO THIS TO ME I WILL ACTUALLY MELT AND EXPLODE soft in love hee you’re genuinely gonna kill me like wdym :( hes so the type to interlock ur hands together and kiss u then laugh or smile continuously into the kiss and i can’t do this there are tears in my eyes hana what have you done 💔💔💔💔💔💔

the constant usage of pretty like what did i ever do to you. aren’t u tired of making me blush and giggle all the damn TIME ☹️⁉️ enough is enough pls have some mercy show some mercy towards my heart 💔

this. this right here… haha. “we’ll still eat, baby. this is just for me.”

you’re evil. villainous. straight up wicked. out for BLOOD ‼️ out for MURDER ‼️‼️ TO END AND CHANGE LIVES ‼️ ALTERING THEM PERMANENTLYYYYYY 🗣️🗣️🗣️🔊🔊🔊🔊🔊

after this it was just whiplash after whiplash bro like big dawg u have expectations that are too high of me if u really thought i was gonna be able to make it through this without losing my fucking shit entirely 🤣🙏🏼 because like ….?? “he would collapse if he didn’t prolong your climax” ????!!!!?$>[${%]+{>¥|!@£2@:WHAT THE HELLLL [DISTANT CAR CRASH] [SCREAMS] [GUNSHOT] i can’t TAKE IT ANYMOREEEE

i’m just a girl why would u put me through this :(

and then the last part being (cuz i can’t put anymore photos bcs of bitchass tumblr)

“you kissed him before smiling, so glad you were born because you got to have him. “thank you.”

heeseung smiled softly before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “happy birthday, baby.”

yeah that one was it for me ngl 🙏🏼 that was like the final blow. the knock out punch

anyways so i’ll quickly write this while sobbing but thank u so much to my dearest & sweetest hana for doing this on my birthday (just wait for march bro u think i’m gonna let u live peacefully???) like i genuinely can’t believe u came through with soft hee no i’m not crying stfu anyways i love u sosososomuch thank u for writing this masterpiece and for being my friend i can’t wait to annoy the living shit out of you when you’re back mamas 😁🙏🏼 pls study well & good luck on all of ur exams !!

✧ happy birthday, pretty

pairing: soft!heeseung x reader

summary: it’s your birthday, and while you don’t really care, your boyfriend cares a lot

warnings: kissing, no p in v, oral (fem receiving), hee is shirtless & soft, mentions of sex, oral happening in the kitchen (unhygienic), hee is a munch obvi, mdni

a/n: am i obsessed with birthdays? maybe. anyways, this is for @karinasbaby because it’s her bday! everyone say happy birthday

the bright rays of sunshine shine through the dark curtains, illuminating the quiet bedroom, casting a warm blanket over two sleeping bodies. one sunray shines directly on heeseung’s face and his eyes flutter open, nose scrunched in disdain. he squeezes his eyes shut before he pulls your sleeping body closer, burying his face in your neck.

heeseung smiles against your neck, content filling his chest. his nose brushes against the nape of your neck as he inhales, loving the way your body slightly smelled of his. trying his best not to wake you, he reaches backwards and grabs his phone. he glances at the time and his eyes widen. it was 10:49 am, which meant he had woken up eleven minutes before his alarm.

this never happened. he had never woken up before his alarm, but his eyes drift to your sleeping figure and they soften. for you, he would do anything. even wake up at an ungodly hour.

he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder and slowly pulls his arm out from under you. he freezes when you shift and stares at you with wide eyes as exhaustion pulls you back under. he gently unwraps his arm around you and shuffles his legs out from between yours. it takes him almost ten minutes to untwine his body from yours, and it’s done with increased difficulty.

he doesn’t want to leave the warm bed or your warm body, but he has plans that he must execute. today was an important day for you, so, it was important to him.

he bites his bottom lip as he pushes himself on the bed, wincing when the bed creeks beneath him. slowly, he turns his head back to you, making sure your eyes remain closed and your breathing remains even.

standing, he grabs his shirt from the floor and grins as he recalls the way you had thrown it, eager to get your hands on him. he places the shirt on his side of the bed, making it easier for you to grab and wear when you wake up. shirtless, he tiptoes to the bathroom and almost laughs at his reflection. his hair is upright and messy, his entire neck is littered with your small bites, and his lips are still swollen.

he simply stares at himself with a stupid grin on his face because he loved it when you ruined him, turning him into someone that only you got to see, got to touch. he touches his adam’s apple and winces, remembering how you had spent quite a bit of time last night just kissing it.

he shakes his head and grabs his toothbrush, careful to only open the tap a bit. he looks back at your sleeping body with a smile on his face, knowing you probably looked the same. he did, after all, ravish you last night.

as soon as the clock had struck 12:00 am, he pulled out a cupcake and candle and made you blow it out, a longstanding tradition in your relationship. one that he implemented, since between the both of you, he was a lot more into birthdays.

you smiled at him and closed your eyes, wishing for nothing but a good year and his happiness. he fed you the cupcake and licked the icing off the corner of your lips. wanting to return the favour, you licked the icing off his jaw. as the cupcake was used and abused, clothes came flying off and heeseung’s first present to you kept you up all night.

he washes his face and tiptoes out of the room and down the hall, towards the kitchen. he had gone out the day before to grab everything he needed for breakfast, hiding it all from you in the back of the fridge. he stretches and grabs two pans, turning on the stove.

as quietly as he can, he cracks the eggs and cuts the fruit. he opens a window so the smell doesn’t wake you. he’s bubbling with excitement, giddy because he had planned everything for today weeks before and he was finally getting to check off everything in his list.

with a soft, permanent smile on his lips, he puts his airpods in as he continues cooking your breakfast. the soft music drowns all sounds and he gets lost in the domesticity of it all.

as the sun shines brighter in the blue sky, the beams of light become too much for you and you squeeze your eyes shut, groaning as you slowly regain consciousness. immediately, your hand reaches for heeseung and you frown when all you feel is the cold mattress. you open one eye and stare at the empty space, scrunching your nose in tiredness.

groggily, you sit up and blink around the room. the curtains did little to stop the sun, both of you having forgotten to shut the blinds. you stretch your neck, yawning as the smell of pancakes wafted through the air. goosebumps erupt on your skin and you look down, only now realizing that you’re still naked. you hastily grab heeseung’s shirt and pull it on, pushing yourself out of bed.

you waddle to the bathroom, eyes still sleepy. you look up at your reflection and almost laugh at how insane you look. your hair's a mess and there are love bites all over your skin; your neck, your collarbone, and your thighs. amazed, you trace the marks with gentle fingers. your tired frown turns into a wide smile at the sight, in awe of heeseung’s dedication.

you wash your face and brush your teeth, a soft smile on your lips. you could hear heeseung in the kitchen and although you told him not to do anything, you knew your words fell on deaf ears. ever since you had started dating, heeseung made it his mission to make every birthday the best one.

at first, you used to chastise him, but then you learned that it was simply who he was. this was his love language; to celebrate the day you were born, to make sure that it was perfect and filled with happiness. he loved you so much and he wanted to celebrate today; glad that you had been born because he couldn’t imagine his life with you.

so, you let him be. you indulged him in all his plans, learning to love and appreciate the day as much as he did. if he loved today, you certainly could.

in just his shirt, you stepped out of your shared bedroom and walked to the kitchen, careful to keep light feet. your smile widened at the sight of heeseung’s bare back as he stood at the stove, quietly humming. he slightly swayed his hips to the music, lost in his own world.

you leaned against the kitchen entrance, arms crossed as you stared at him, biting your bottom lip in amusement. you loved him like this; free, comfortable, and himself. you eyed everything on the counter and shook your head, knowing he would be so glad to check everything off his little list with a gel pen you had gotten him.

heeseung stared at the pancake in front of him, counting the seconds until he could flip it. he was so preoccupied that he hadn’t noticed you, not until you wrapped your arms loosely around his waist and pressed your face against his back.

surprised, heeseung lost count before he grinned, turning his head. “good morning, pretty. happy birthday.”

you smiled against his back, looking up at him with wide eyes. “thank you, hee.”

heeseung plucked the airpods out of his ears and set them on the counter before he flipped the pancake, pleased with himself as it was perfectly golden. “how’d you sleep? you’re not too sore are you?” his doe eyes couldn’t hide the teasing in his tone.

you smirked before gently biting his back, grinning at his feigned wince. “i slept like a baby thanks to you. and, for your information, everything hurts.”

heeseung lowered the flame before he turned around, wrapping his arms around your waist as you looked up at him, his chain tickling your nose. he looked down at you with wide, bright eyes. he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and you smiled.

“that’s too bad, pretty. i’m not even close to being done with you yet.” he brushed his nose against yous and you closed your eyes, his words igniting a fire that had been briefly put out last night.

your body didn’t really hurt, but heeseung didn’t have to know that. it wouldn’t make a difference, not really. he’d still go down on you regardless.

instead of edging him on, you raised an eyebrow. “your pancake is burning.”

immediately, his facade dropped and he turned around, mumbling incoherent curses as he lifted the pancake and put it on top of the ever growing stack. you eyed the pancakes and almost burst out laughing.

each one was a lopsided heart.

enamoured, you stepped back and pushed yourself up on the opposite counter, content with just watching him cook. you crossed your ankles and tilted your head, focused on his broad back and thin waist. his arms were hard at work, whisking and pouring and you eyed the veins that always made an appearance in the morning.

after pouring the next two pancakes, heeseung turned around and froze at your stare; so bright and filled with love. he smiled softly and stepped towards you, smile widening when you spread your legs apart, letting him slot himself right in between them.

you rested your hands on his waist and his warm hands rested on your exposed thighs. he looked down at you with a soft smile, his eyes shining with fondness. his thumbs rubbed circles on your inner thighs and you tried to ignore it.

“you look so beautiful, baby. i’m the luckiest man alive.” his words were soft, and yet so loud in your mind. you felt your neck warm and you looked away, focusing on the jug of juice on the counter behind him.

he cupped your jaw and turned your head, a familiar glint in his eyes. you weren’t sure if it was the stove or the sun shining through the window, but your entire body felt warm. his hands on you and his intense gaze was making your mind hazy.

he smiled at you and you felt your heart squeeze in your chest. you loved his smile. the way it stretched his cheeks and made his eyes smaller, his perfect teeth on display as his cheeks filled out.

unable to help yourself, you hooked your finger in his chain and pulled his face closer to yours, pressing your lips against his. he laughed into the kiss and his other hand traveled up your thigh until it squeezed your waist, pulling you closer to him.

he deepened the kiss and you opened your mouth slightly, allowing his hot tongue to explore your mouth. the intensity of his body pressed against yours made you run your fingers up his back until they tangled in his soft hair, eliciting a soft moan from him.

he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, the bridge of your noses grazing each other as you both tried to catch your breath. he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear and kissed your cheek.

before you could capture his lips again, heeseung squeezed your hip and stepped back, smirking at the frown on your lips as he turned back to the stove, flipping the pancakes. he kept his back to you and your stare burned into his exposed back.

you closed your legs and squeezed your thighs together as you watched him move around the kitchen, fascinated by the way he danced around the kitchen. it warmed your heart, knowing he did this for you; only for you. you eyed the faint scratch marks on his back and memories of last night came rushing forward.

although heeseung was primarily focused on cooking, making sure your breakfast was perfect, he kept his heightened attention on you, paying attention to the way you squeezed your thighs together and how your eyes never strayed from his back.

“so,” he began, as he fried different kinds of meat. “after breakfast, i was thinking that maybe we could go to that museum you really wanted to visit.”

you watched as his back muscles flexed, mesmerized with the way he did everything so effortlessly. you nodded before realizing he couldn’t see you. “sure, i’d really like that.”

he turned his head and grinned widely at you and you rolled your eyes, a lovesick smile on your lips. you didn’t know why he bothered acting so nonchalant every time. you knew he had already booked the tickets and booked a reservation at your favourite restaurant. he never left anything up to chance, making sure everything was always planned close to the T.

gosh, you really loved him.

“hee,” you said, a little embarrassed. “c’mere for a second.” you stopped swinging your legs and sat up straighter when he placed the final piece of meat on the pan. he turned and stepped in between your legs, his hands on your waist.

you rested your hands on his chest and he shuddered at the coldness of them before stepping closer, his pelvis pressing against your hips. your eyes fluttered at his closeness, the warmth of his body reeling you in.

“i just wanted to say thank you.” his eyes softened and his smile turned bashful. “you always do so much for me and you have no idea how thankful i am.”

heeseung kissed your forehead. “it’s just breakfast, baby. the day is still young.” he pressed another kiss to your nose. “you never have to thank me. you know i’d do anything for you.”

you rested your hand right on top of his beating heart and smiled softly when it began to beat a bit faster. even after all these years, he still got a bit nervous around you. it wasn’t his fault, really. you were just too beautiful. he couldn’t handle it sometimes.

“still.” you leaned forward and kissed his chest, right between two hickeys you had given him last night. at the feeling of your plush lips against his skin, heeseung’s breath hitched. “you do so much for me.”

bewitched by your scent and smile, heeseung’s eyes burned brightly as he looked down at you, a warmth spreading through his body. his hands rubbed the exposed skin of your thighs, the sight of you in just his shirt had his mind racing.

“you wanna thank me, pretty?”

you tried not to grin at his words; at the familiar tone and the way his words came out quieter, a bit huskier than normal. he cupped your jaw and tilted your face upwards, a mischievous glint in his eyes as his gaze fixed on your lips.

you hummed softly, nodding your head. there was something so seductive about him, the way his smile made you soft and yet his eyes, gosh, his eyes. big and wide and dark, burning with a heat that mirrored the flame of the stove.

your breathing becomes heavier as he tips his head down, his lips hovering yours. you close your eyes, needing his lips on yours. he, however, pulls back and turns around. you open your mouth in objection but heeseung simply turns off the stove before he grabs your face, slamming his lips on yours.

you laugh in delight as he presses himself closer to you, one of his hands on your thigh as the other rests gently on your throat, keeping you from squirming. your hands were in his hair, pulling and scratching.

the sounds of your lips against each other echoed in the kitchen as heeseung groaned into the kiss, enraptured by your taste. his hand slipped under your–his–shirt and he began to press his thumb into the skin of your stomach and hips.

you pull away and heeseung rests his forehead against yours, both of your chests heaving. you lean forward and press a swift kiss to his swollen lips, licking his bottom lick sensually. heeseung’s eyes widen, mesmerized by you. he captures your lips again, heart beating rapidly as his arms circle your waist and pull you flush against him.

“you drive me crazy,” he whispers against your lips. “everything about you.”

you kiss him back messily, hands traveling up his neck. “think about how i feel.” you press a kiss to his adam’s apple. “you’re too good for me.”

your words settle in heeseung’s mind and his first instinct is to pull away, to look you in the eyes and tell you how horribly wrong you are. he’s not too good for you; you, you’re too good for him. you’re too good for anyone, but he’s selfish and tries his best.

instead, his hands wander and he grins when you whimper, his thumbs brushing against your pinched nipples. he watches as your eyes shut and you lean forward in pleasure as he rubs and pinches them. he presses an open mouth kiss to both nipples on top of your shirt, pleased by the bright look in your eyes.

his lips travel down until he reaches your nude thighs. he falls to his knees and your legs tremble at the sight before you. you bite the inside of your cheek as heeseung looks up at you, lust and adoration swirling in his eyes.

he taps your knee. “spread your legs for me, pretty. you said you wanted to thank me.”

instantly, your legs spread apart and heeseung shuffled closer. “but, hee, what about the food?” you ask weakly, wanting nothing more than his tongue in you.

heeseung smirks at the sight of your soaked pussy, knowing you had been dripping onto the counter with no remorse. “we’ll still eat, baby. this is just for me.”

he hooks his arms under your thighs and easily lifts your thighs above the counter, moving you off it and closer to his face. your arms immediately rest behind you, holding the rest of your body weight.

heeseung moves his face closer to your bare cunt, the heat from his breath making your body tingle. you watch him with wide eyes as he stares, before blowing warm air on it.

you squirm in his hold and his hands tighten around you. “such a pretty pussy, baby.” he praises, completely infatuated. he loved you, but he also really loved your pussy. he loved how pretty it was and how it tasted and he loved how well it took him. “my girl is the prettiest girl in the world.”

“hee,” you whisper, needing him.

he understands, and because it’s your birthday, he simply brushes his nose against your slick folds before licking a harsh stripe of your core. your back arched and you let out a quiet moan as he wasted no time.

he pressed his face closer to your cunt as his tongue licked and sucked, lapping up all your juices. the sounds of slurping and his lips smacking around your clit made your legs shake as his nose pressed so deliciously against you.

you whimpered when he tilted his head even further, pushing his tongue deep within you. you felt the tip of it curl upwards and you almost screamed, tears gathering in your eyes. “yes, yes,” you chanted, “faster, fuck.”

at the sight of your pleasure, heeseung hums and the sound makes your insides vibrate. you begin moving your hips feverishly against his face, grinding down on him. he groans as you rub your slick all over his face, his chin dripping with drool and arousal.

your sweet scent and taste overwhelms his mind and he begins to lose his mind as his lips latch onto your clit, face pressed right against your dripping cunt as his tongue slides in and out of you.

“fuck, hee,” you mumble, eyes barely open as you watch him suck you dry. “i’m close–” your legs were pulsing erratically and your walls clenched around his tongue as your release edged closer.

“cum, pretty,” he edged. “want the birthday girl’s cum all over my face.”

his words broke you and you moaned as your vision blurred, your orgasm washing over you like cold water. throwing your head back, heeseung continued to push his tongue into your gushing pussy, his lips coaxing all your juices down his throat. he licked and sucked even when you mumbled something incoherent about it being too much.

he wanted it all; every last drop you had to offer. you tasted too good, looked too pretty and he would collapse if he didn’t prolong your climax. his tongue continued to lap up everything that dripped out of you as you breathed harshly, chest heaving up and down as your legs shook.

once he had sucked your dry, cleaning you up like the good boyfriend he was, he pressed a soft kiss to your clit before peppering your inner thighs with kisses. you watched him with half lidded eyes as your body twitched with sensitivity.

“did so well for me, pretty.” he whispered against your skin. he looked up at you and your pussy clenched around nothing at the sight of him; his eyes wide and hair wild as your cum and slick coated his face, his sun-kissed skin glowing with sweat as he smiled with swollen lips.

he looked so pleased, so giddy. so completely, irrevocably in love with you.

he kissed up your thighs before he gently placed your shaking hips back on the counter. he kept his hands on your thighs as he stood, smiling down at you. “you’re my favourite meal.”

he grinned at the fucked out look on your face. when you managed a soft smile, he gently held your jaw as he placed a tender kiss on your lips. he rested his forehead against yours as you wrapped your arms around his stomach, holding him close as your heart calmed down.

he rubbed soothing circles on your back as you hugged, his cheek resting on your head. this was everything to him; the quiet moments you both shared in the privacy of your home. this was how he wanted to spend your birthday; alone and calm, with spurts of arousal and activity.

he reached over and grabbed a freshly cleaned hand towel before wetting it under the sink. “you okay, baby? do you want a glass of water?” he cleaned you up, wiping your legs clean carefully.

you shook your head and looked up at him. “some food would be nice.” he rolled his eyes at you before kissing your forehead. he stepped away from you and turned on the stove, finishing frying the meat he had abandoned.

he sang quietly as he kept throwing you flirtatious looks, grinning when you flipped him off. once the meat was cooked. he placed everything on the table, including the vase of flowers he had hidden.

you smiled softly at him when he lifted you off the counter and brought you to the table, setting you down on your seat. before he could step away, you grabbed his sweatpants and pulled him back to you.

with soft eyes, he bent down. “what is it, pretty?”

you kissed him before smiling, so glad you were born because you got to have him. “thank you.”

heeseung smiled softly before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “happy birthday, baby.”

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