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Warnings:: SMUT, Gagging/choking...yeahh

Pairing:: reader is written to have some female features

A/N:: this is like one of my biggest insecurities bc my gag reflex is so bad to the point I struggle to eat sometimes 😬 its embarrassing

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Hongjoong

Hongjoong had kept reminding you to take it slow and you had all night to try this new activity but you couldn't wait. Despite his voice being so gentle and warm you couldn't listen. You take him further into your mouth, feeling his tip push down to your throat. You whimper softly and Hongjoong gently rubs the back of your head in comfort.

"Go slow baby, it's okay," he speaks in a low but soft voice, his breathing shaking. You then push all the way down his shaft and Hongjoong gasps. You gag hard and slip off of him coughing softly. "Oh baby come here," he brings his arms out to you and lifts you up into a hug. You continue to cough and he rubs your back. "Would you like some water?" He asks softly and you nod.

He grabs the water from the nightstand and hands it to you. "There you go. You did so good I'm so proud of you," he kisses your shoulder softly. "Such a good job," he continues to rub your back and you smile softly at his words.

"You think so?" You blush and look down.

"Yes my love," he kisses your cheek. "Blow jobs aren't all about taking it all in your mouth and gagging shit. You can take it slow and steady and it will still feel like heaven," he explained with a warm smile.

Seonghwa

Your jaw was exhausted. Seonghwa and you were trying a new little game or some people would call role-play. Basically Seonghwa was torturing you all night but not with toys and edging. He was using his own cock to torture you. He started with facials, like three in a row, before tit-fucking, and now he was fucking your face.

At first it was fine and you kinda loved the idea of him rocking his hips into your face but eventually you felt your throat starting to weaken and the sense of pleasure was fading away. You squint your eyes shut and Seonghwa's grip on your hair falters. He continued to move your head to the rhythm of his hips but once he saw your eyes watering he instantly let go.

"Hey baby, are you okay?" He bent down a little to check on you. You wipe away a tear and nod. "Are you sure?" He pets your head softly as he kneels down to your level. You pout softly and you find yourself crying more. Seonghwa's heart shatters and he pulls you into a hug. "My love, come here," he plays with your hair as he holds you against his chest. "What are the water works for?" He asks with concern etched in his voice.

"I'm just tired," you sigh in his arms and he smiles softly, glad to hear he didn't hurt you.

"I understand baby. You tried a lot of new things tonight," he kisses your forehead before sweeping you up bridal style. "Do you want to rest for the night or do you need some attention?" He asks as he sets you down on the bed.

"Relaxed sex..." you say softly and he chuckles.

"Alright darling" he kisses your forehead again.

Yunho

Yunho was always up for challenges and something more during sex. If you asked to try anything he would happily give it to you or let you have your way with him. That's how you got here.

Your head was up against the wall, a pillow situated behind it, and Yunho's cock stood in front of you, twitching slightly. You opened your mouth nice and wide and he eased his cock into your mouth. He slowly began to thrust into your mouth and at first, it felt strangely erotic, pleasurable. But after a while you felt the gagging starting to get to you. Yunho didn't pick up on this however.

He knew you were also up for a bit of challenge so he pushed you a little bit but when he saw you starting to not just physically cry from gagging but emotionally crying he pulled out of your mouth and crouched down to you. "Baby, baby, look at me. What's wrong?" He held your face as you cried softly. "Come here," he pulled you into a hug and you hid your face in his shoulder. "Why are you upset my love? Did it hurt?" He rubs your back.

"A little...I just wish I could do better," you look at the ground and Yunho shakes his head.

"No baby don't say that," he holds your face to look up at him. "Listen to me. You are so fucking amazing and gorgeous. You are the best partner in the entire world I could've asked for," he rubs your cheek softly. "You are amazing," he kisses your forehead and holds you against his chest again. "Let's stop this. What do you want to do tonight?"

Yeosang

Yeosang lazily holds your head as you bob up and down his length. Low distorted groans escaped his lips as he watched you through hooded eyes. This morning you decided to wake him up with a little blow job as a "Good morning" and to help with his nearly constant morning wood. However, he was still groggy and not fully awake yet.

"Fuck baby, keep going~" he moaned in his low morning voice that made you get excited yourself. The sounds of you slurping and sucking sounded like heaven to his ears. He fell back against the bed as his hand lazily rested on the back of your head. He wasn't even guiding you or moving you in any way, he was just resting there.

As he started to wake a bit more you decided to test a little something. You began to deep throat him, taking him all the way down before moving your lips back up just to his tip before repeating. Every time you went down again his whole body jerked forward and you would gag on him. "Baby-I fuck," any sentence he tried to form only became a slur of words and you soon found out why.

As you plummeted back down again you felt his hot seed shoot to the top of your throat. He held your head down as his body shuddered. You squinted your eyes shut before choking on the warm liquid.

Yeosang didn't realize it at first but when you started whimpering and hitting his thigh he looked down at you and let your head go. You sat up coughing and Yeosang lunged forward. "Y/N," he put his hand on your shoulder as you coughed. "I'm sorry baby," he moved his hand down to rub your back. "Shh, it's okay," he put his head down to the side of yours. You take a few deep breaths before relaxing again. He smiles up at you softly.

"Sorry I didn't mean for it to go like that," you look down and Yeosang shakes his head.

"No, no baby none of that," he kisses your forehead. "I am the one who is sorry. I should've realized," he kisses you on your lips softly. "I love you baby, I'm sorry for hurting you,"

San

San wasn't usually one to press for things but rough blow jobs were something he always loved. As of right now, he was trying to hold back smashing your face into his hips. Like it was driving him crazy. Eventually he caved in, tightening his grip around your hair and guiding your head a bit more forcefully.

"That's it, relax your throat," he said between low groans of pleasure. The wetness of your mouth drove him wild, the way he could feel the back of your throat tightening everytime he pushed deeper. He found himself falling deeper into the pleasure to the point he just started forcing your head down his shaft.

It wasn't until cum was pouring from the side of your lips that he came back from his rush of pleasure. He looked down and saw your pathetic state. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you looked up at him with an expression that said "Please stop" San instantly let you go and as you gasped for air the guilt set in. "Baby, I'm so sorry, I didn't even realize," he says as he scoops his arms around you. "I'll never do that again," he promised as he held you close.

He showers you with kisses as he holds you. "How about you ride my face in return? As an apology?" He looks up at you eagerly.

"No San, it's okay I promise," you chuckle softly but San is already lying down urging you to come over.

"Cmon, just for a minute,"

Mingi

Mingi knew he had a bigger cock than the average person but he couldn't stop himself. You just looked so good with his cock stuffed into your mouth, tears poking at your eyes, ugh it got him so good.

He grabbed a fist full of your hair as he pushed your head down. "That's it, take it all," he moans loudly as you fit him all in your mouth. You whimper softly but refuse to use your safe action. "Oh you are being so fucking good, yeah," he groans as he begins to buck his hips against your face. The sound of you gagging on his size made a shiver run down his spine that basically possessed him.

He grabs the sides of your head and begins to thrust into it, your throat squelching as he did so. "Yes baby, relax your throat," he groans before holding your head right against his stomach as he cums. You hit his thigh a few times rapidly, using your safe action and he lets your head go. You slip him out of your mouth and cough harshly, gasping for air in between.

The guilt then hits Mingi like a tidal wave. "Oh baby," he kneels down next to you on the floor. "Come here my darling. I'm so sorry," he rubs your back as you cough harshly. His face shows visible pain at the sound of your coughing. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry," he pulls you into his lap. "I won't do that again I promise," he said as he wiped away some cum and drool slipping your lips and down your chin. "Shh, your okay," he pats the back of your head comfortingly. "Never again baby,"

"It's okay Mingi...I'll get used to it," you reassure him and he shakes his head.

"No baby. I never wanna see you like this again,"

Wooyoung

Wooyoung was the biggest fan of blow jobs in probably the entire world so of course he would never say no to his baby wanting to try deep throating.

You were casually sucking him off as he curled up in his blankets and pillows. This intimate moment was calm and relaxed. Most of the time you and Wooyoung were freaky as hell. Saying dirty things, forcing the other to spit on their genitals, hair pulling, bed creaking it was all there. But tonight Wooyoung laid back and let you have his way with him. Things were calm and sweet until you stuffed him down your throat abruptly.

Wooyoung jumps and moans softly. "B-Baby," he whimpered as you swayed your head back and forth, his tip rubbing against the very back of your throat. It made you gag softly but you pulled through. You carefully slipped him out of your mouth and he sighed softly. You coughed quietly, trying to cover up your discomfort but Wooyoung noticed.

He gave you a certain look that you couldn't describe with words. It was just a look that told you that he was okay with whatever you could handle, don't push yourself. You still did the opposite. You took him in your mouth again and bobbed your head, gagging continuously and Wooyoung gritted his teeth. "Ah, baby, don't-" he got cut off by his own moans. "Don't push yourself," he rubs your head as he feels your throat flex around him.

Wooyoung couldn't take it anymore and pulled back his hips while forcibly lifting your head up. You cough harshly as tears pour down your cheeks and Wooyoung shakes his head before bringing your head down to his chest. "Don't do that baby, don't hurt yourself," he pets your head as he hushes you.

"I wanted to make you feel good," you whimper softly and Wooyoung's heart sinks.

"Oh my baby, there are so many other better ways to make me feel good. You can still stay in control or not, there are hundreds of ways," he holds the sides of your face as he speaks. He brushes his thumb over your cheek, wiping away the tear. "Come on now my love," he kisses your neck tenderly.

Jongho

Messy sex with Jongho was nothing new in your relationship. He always loved lots of spit, cum, and other bodily fluids all over the place. Whether it be sweat or tears the two of you had seen it on each other countless times so when you were taking him in your mouth he wasn't surprised to see tears rolling down your cheeks.

It was a natural human response to gagging so to him, as long as you were still going he trusted you. He held your head softly but allowed you to do as you pleased. That was until he was nearing the edge. He couldn't hold himself back as he slammed your head down against the base of his cock, your throat milking his cock. His cum spurts out down your throat and you choke on it as well as gagging from the length of his cock.

Jongho noticed your distress and pulled back. You turned to the side and coughed harshly, cum dripping down your chin. Jongho honestly didn't know what to do. He hurt you so bad and he didn't mean to. He put his hand on your back and just let you cough. "Let it out baby, you're okay," he soothed you softly as you coughed. You found yourself calming down and you sighed. You lay back against the bed sheets and Jongho follows you. "I'm so sorry my love I didn't mean to hurt you. I just got so caught up in everything," he strokes your face softly.

"Did you feel good?" You ask softly and he hesitates.

"Yes baby, but it wasn't worth it," he explains. "You did such a good job but I don't want to see you like this again. We're not doing this again," he shakes his head and you sigh softly. He pulls you into his arms. "You did so good," he kisses the top of your head and holds you tight against him.

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Sugar.

Yunho x reader

Synopsis: just a drabble with soft bf!yunho!!

Warnings: disgustingly fluffy(ew), they're just so in love, soft!bf yunho, kisses, reader just wants to sleep(and cuddle), reader is yunho's baby, period.

A/n: i cannot believe i wrote this. this is way too sugary for me 😭(hence, the name) but this yunho has my heart. He'd be the softest bf ever.

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"Baby, come on! The world is waiting..."

Yunho tried again, laughter in his voice as he nudged you to wake up. He had been at it for quite some time now...

"You're so annoying!" you whined, still half-asleep, wrapping your arms around him even more tightly, refusing to let go. He found your clinginess endearing and couldn't help but chuckle.

"You say that, yet here you are, clinging onto me like a backpack." He teased, a warm smile spreading across his face. Mornings usually found you like this, but today, you seemed particularly clingy.

You let out a soft huff, burying your face into the pillow while clinging to him tightly. Yunho's heart melted at the sight, and he leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on your forehead, attempting to wriggle free from your embrace, but you just wouldn't let go!

"Sweetheart, as much as I wish I could stay here with you, I really have to go..." He tried once more, his voice laced with affection, hoping to coax you but you simply turned your head away. He couldn't help but marvel at how adorable you were, even if it left him a bit perplexed at times.

"Alright then, I guess I’ll just have to take you along with me," he declared with a feigned sigh, before swooping down to lift you into his arms, cradling you like a bride as he made his way to the bathroom, a grin threatening to break free.

Your eyes flew open in surprise, the remnants of sleep fading as you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, caught off guard yet filled with joy.

"My baby just needs a little more attention, hm?" he murmured, nuzzling into your hair for a brief moment as he stepped into the bathroom, gently placing you on the counter.

A small smile crept onto your face as he leaned in, planting an incredibly tender kiss on your lips that sent your heart racing. Even after all this time together, he still had the power to make your stomach flutter.

"Maybe I should take the day off..." you heard him say, pulling you from your daydream.

"Really?" you asked, meeting his gaze, a mix of happiness and guilt washing over you. You didn’t want him to sacrifice his plans just for you.

"... sweetheart, come back to me." Yunho said, cradling your face gently, bringing you back to the moment with soft kisses peppered across your cheeks.

"I'm feeling a bit lazy myself now, and I can't bear to leave you like this..."

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Music of the Heart [J.YH] - one hundred and four | kiddo

“Hey dad.” You said as you sat next to the bed after you, Intak, and Yunho made your way to the hospital.

He opened his eyes. “You’re here?”

“Yeah. Intak called me.”

He nodded, his eyes tearing as he smiled.

“Are you mad?”

“No, kiddo. I’m glad you’re here.”

You nodded, trying not to cry. “So the surgery’s tomorrow, huh?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“I’m sure you’ll do great.”

He nodded again. “Your mom is worried.”

“You know how mom is.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sure you’ll be fine.”

He nodded again. “Thank you, kiddo.” He reached his hand out and put it on yours. “I’m glad you came to see me.”

You nodded.

After sitting with your father for a while - he had recounted the particulars of what had happened in his classic dry way of talking about situations or people - you supposed little had changed since you left. You returned to the waiting area, and before you could even steel yourself for your mother’s vitriol, the first words out of her mouth to you were:

“You could have just done what I’d asked and you’d be where your brother is right now.”

Intak looked away, not wanting to be used as a battering ram.

“Yeah, I could be second chair.”

He turned to you, you apologized with your expression. You had nothing against him, second chair was perfectly fine, but it wasn’t to your mother. It was obvious she wanted a fight. Intak nodded, seeming to understand that it wasn’t personal.

“At least he has the wherewithal to stick with something!” 

“I was sticking with bass, but you sold it.”

“And you sold the violin I bought you!”

“Is that what matters to you? I can pay you back now, if you want. I have the money. I work for Wonderland Entertainment now! A real job that I like where I get to make the kind of music I want to make and I even get paid well for it!”

She looked at you, shocked.

“What? You’re surprised? That I might have had plans for myself other than what you wanted for me, and that those plans worked out? I play the instrument I want and I make money because of it, mom! And you can’t tell me shit, because I’m not miserable like you wanted me to be!”

“I didn’t want you to be miserable, I wanted you to be--”

“Even if I was making all the money in the world from playing violin, I would never have been happy! I didn’t want to play the fucking violin! I just wanted to make my own choices and live my own life!"

She was speechless for a moment and then switched gears. She scoffed. “And you’ve brought Yunho too. Are you going to tell me that you’re pregnant next?”

“Oh, my god mom, no! Is anything that you don’t want always the worst thing that could possibly happen? Is me trying to make my own decisions the worst thing that could possibly happen? You get that I’m an adult right? You can not speak to me like this!”

“Excuse me?” A nurse asked politely. “I don’t want to interrupt but if you could take this argument somewhere else, there are people waiting to hear about their loved ones and hearing you argue could be stressing them out.

“Maybe we should go…” Yunho said from behind you as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Let’s."

You turned on your heel and walked towards the door, Yunho right behind you. You stopped for a moment and thought, and turned back to your mom.

“You know… You don’t have to like it or even understand it, mom. You just have to accept it and love me anyway because I’m your kid. I didn’t do anything wrong, I just didn’t want the life you tried to design for me.”

Yunho opened the door for you and you walked through it.

“T/n…” Intak started as he followed both of you out the door.

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Kashmir To Kanyakumari

↬ Genre : romance, comedy

↬ pairing : seonghwa as rahul (shahrukh khan) and reader as Meena (deepika padukone)

↬ Synopsis : Meena, an agra girl, travelling to tamil nadu for her cousin's wedding meets Rahul, a delhi boy on the train with whom she first fights then becomes close enough to share one of her darkest secrets.

↬ Author note : i wanted to do something different so i wrote my version of chennai express with roles reversed with north city girl and south village boy seonghwa. hope yall enjoy!!!

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Attention dear passengers, Navyug Express 16688 which is bound from kashmir to kanyakumari has arrived on platform number 4

There is a rush, a weird sensation in my stomach. I can’t fumble it around nor untangle it but it tells me, something big is going to happen today. 

I swing my bag back onto my shoulders which keeps falling down as I search for my carriage on this huge pan-indian train. I love to travel, watching people and their stories unfold with the place reminds me that things around us do matter and that everything has a significance because without influences, we would just be empty pots of clay in various shades of earth. 

In the middle of the monologue, I find my carriage and now embark on another quest to find my allotted seat. It goes well and I reach my seat. I place my luggage above and make myself comfortable on my seat before dozing off. 

I wake up to my bladder full which is the after effect of drinking too much Maaza in the hot summer. So I decide to visit the bathroom only for the train to stop when I'm emptying my bladder. 

I sigh, hearing the sound of the passengers echoing and make up my mind to get slapped in the face by them on my way back to my seat. After going through a couple of elbow nudges and accidental slaps on the face with luggage as expected, I reach my seat which is occupied? by a girl looking out of the window, lost in time and space. “Excuse me? Woh mere seat hai(that’s my seat).” I say, pointing at her. 

She looks up at me, confusion crowning her face as she then checks the seat number. “Sorry, woh left aur right gadbad hojati hain (I’m bad with my lefts and rights).” she replies in her Luckhnowi accent and my heart skips a beat. I bet she’s a poet. 

She gets up from my seat and goes to sit on her own. “Aap baith jaiye(please sit).” she gestures with her hand and places her luggage above us before sitting down on my seat. 

“Hi, Rahul!” I say, forwarding my hand for her to shake.

“Meena.” she says as her lips pull into a sweet smile and she tilts her head then lets go of my hand before awkwardly looking out of the window. I notice her ears and cheeks being graced with a coral pink shade and I can't help but bite back a smile.

“So, which station is this?” I ask her 

“Agra, kyun? Did you miss your stop?” she asks, looking at me sceptical with her eyebrows irked.

“No no, I'm going to madurai.” I say and she raises her eyebrows. “I was just asking because I slept-” she doesn’t let me finish and interrupts me.

“madurai? I'm going to Tamil Nadu too!” She cuts me off but I brush it off because she looks genuinely excited about us going to the same state.

“After getting on at the delhi station” I finally complete my sentence as I sigh thinking that there's finally someone who talks either more than me or as much as me. “Why are you going to in Tamil nadu? I am visi-” 

“I have a wedding to attend.” she cuts me off again but it doesn’t matter this time too because she’s too cute talking that it might be rather rude to interrupt this woman.

“Your cousin?” I ask, because if it were her sister then she’d be travelling with her family right now.

“Nah, it's my elder sister. But she is my cousin practically, anyways.” She says in such disappointment that it makes me want to crack a joke to make her smile but before she starts speaking again but this time in a much angry tone. “The guy is a complete idiot and doesn’t even know the difference between saunf and jeera. Like gobi jaisi toh shakal hai ladke ki(the groom looks like a cabbage).”

“God!” I laugh at her comparison of the guy with a cabbage.

“What? At Least i’m being honest! If you give me even a hundred million rupees, I won't marry his brother!” She says and it makes me laugh so hard that I need to stop breathing to avoid choking on air.

“Is his brother that bad?” I ask in amusement.

“I heard he’s some surgeon in Delhi who is never home cuz he's a travel freak.” Her description sounds a lot like me but who isn’t a doctor and traveller these days? And what are the possibilities of it being me? zero?

“Not bad” I comment and she looks at me like I stole a little kids candy.

“Not bad? I heard he’s so egoistic and boast about his achievements and changes girlfriends every week.” She complains and the more she says about the guy, the more I’m convinced that it isn’t me whom she’s talking about.

“Oh god!” I gasp dramatically trying to match her energy and it works because she giggles at my reaction. “I bet he’s a fuckboy who has no respect for women!”  I add in, like fuel to the fire.

“Exactly, who would even marry him?”

“I wanna meet him now” I say and the look she gives me sends chills down my spine. God those kohl filled eyes are just heavenly!

“Why? He's such a kamina” shes says the borderline curse but it sounds so cute rolling off her lips as she huffs.

“Well, getting new girlfriends every week is a skill. I need to learn something from him.” I get smacked on my head by her hand upon saying this.

“You’re such a MC.” she says and i look at her in disbelief. Did she just curse at me?

“Machhar(mosquito)?” I ask her, even though I completely understood when she first said it but I tease her a little because her reactions are just so cute.

“What? Yeah, a machchar(mosquito)." She agrees with calling me a mosquito.

“Why am I a mosquito now?” 

“I don’t know why I said that.” she says smiling and looking down, tearing her gaze away from me.

“Cute” I mumble, the words flowing past my lips but not reaching her ears.

She looks out the window as the sun sets down and reflects over the water as well as passes through the bridge over a river. 

I stand up and she looks at me in surprise. “I’m just taking my bag, don't worry.” I chuckle.

“Not funny.” she says and goes back to her people watching. “Do you have snacks?”

I burst out laughing and she pouts and I swear I can see her eyes tear up. 

“I just asked if you have something to eat.” she says, still pouting.

“You sound like a kid, asking if I have games on my phone.” I grab two packets of chips from my bag and zip it back up before sitting down on my seat.

“Well, everyone calls me a kid so nothing new.” she huffs. 

“Here,don’t cry.” I say as I give her the chips packet and ruffle her open hair which makes her smile. But that smile disappears when she realises what I did and her reaction to it, and gets embarrassed over it as her cheeks turn red again. 

“Don’t scold me but you look like a north indian.” She adds, tearing her packet of chips.

I sigh, “I get that a lot.”

“People are so stereotypical in India, it's tiring.” she sighs too, looking out of the window. What did she mean by that?

“That sounded personal.” i say because the amount of emotion she said in the sentence earlier was a bit too suspicious. 

“Because not every poet has had heartbreak or is in love.” she says, with a hint of sadness that raises an eyebrow.

“You’re a poet?” I ask, curiosity getting the best of me.

“Hmm…” she pretends to not answer.

“Urdu?”

“Both, english and urdu”

“Can I ?”

“Sure. let me take out my notebook, wait”

‘I can even wait a century, if it’s for you.’ I hum in my mind.

“So” she flips the pages “jo apne hi nahi, unse dukh baant na, kisi khudgarz ki dil par dastak dena hota hain”

“Care to explain? My urdu is weak”

“So basically those who are not our family or people that care about us, sharing your emotional burden with them is equal to loving a narcissist”

“Damn. you did hit my heart with an arrow!”

“The cupid’s bow?”

“I- i mean-” i am speechless at the sudden flirtatious comment. She keeps her diary inside and pulls out another book which has urdu written on the front page. Maybe a poetry collection. 

“Now if you excuse me, I need some personal space.” she asks politely and I cannot even deny her.

“Yeah sure sure, I won't disturb you.” God, this woman is doing things to me.

Time passes by and we chat, share food, walk around when the train stops for longer on a station until I get off the madurai station but a few days later I meet her at a wedding in Kodaikanal only to find out that the groom she was complaining about is my brother so technically I’m the brother whom she was calling a playboy.

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ㅤㅤ REMETENTE DESCONHECIDO | Jeong Yunho & Song Mingi, ATEEZ

Todos os dias, Mingi recebia cartas de amor sem remetente e isso o deixava com uma pulga atrás da orelha. Mas o que ele não sabia, era que o responsável por aquelas cartas estava bem ao seu lado todo esse tempo.

avisos: Friends to lovers, insinuação de sexo e homossexualidade.

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A Gangster's Paradise

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/46y3Sdt by SAGA (Skyla09) Kim Hongjoong was a quiet bookstore manager who minded his own buisness and kept to himself, until he managed to catch the attention of Star Mob Boss, Park Seonghwa. What happens when Hongjoong starts to feel something other than anger at the big bad boss? Will his family secrets be spilled? Will he have to continue hiding his secrets from his friends? Find Out in Gangster's Paradise. Words: 4219, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band), atee Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M, Multi Characters: Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Kang Yeosang, Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ) Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho/Choi San/Jeong Yunho/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang/Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa/Song Mingi, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho & Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Kim Hongjoong & Park Seonghwa, Choi San & Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gangsters, Gangsters, Alternate Universe - Bar/Pub, Business, Community: kpop-fixmix, Mentioned ATEEZ Ensemble, Jeong Yunho is Whipped (ATEEZ), Bottom Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Bottom Park Seonghwa, Top Kim Hongjoong, Kim Hongjoong is Whipped, Soft Kim Hongjoong, Crime Boss Park Seonghwa, Minor Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung is a Little Shit (ATEEZ), Minor Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Kim Hongjoong-centric, Park Seonghwa is Whipped, Mentioned Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Mentioned Kang Yeosang, Actor Kang Yeosang, Bottom Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Princess Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Bartender Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Alternate Universe - Normal Life read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/46y3Sdt

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Those r rlly good options 😞 for me, in obey me I'll have to go with Luke and Simeon—maybe Barbatos, as for the dateables, demon wise it's Levi and Satan :p My ATee, biases are Hongjoong and Yeosang,, but man has Yunho been getting up there😞

honestly they’re all wrecking me atp, i love ateez they’re my bbgs <3 also i love all the obey me characters too, choosing is really difficult tho 😮‍💨 also since i’m an attention whore ur asks always make my day thank u so much <33

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IM BOUT TO WRITE A BLACK BUTLER BUT SEONGHWA AS SEBASTIAN FIC