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hyukalyptus · 9 months ago

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or else what? —hueningkai x fem!reader | enemies to enemies with benefits(?). NSFW/MDNI!

cw. mean dom!kai, reader and kai are mean to each other, feat. soob and yj and their partners for a very short amount of time (not in smut part tho), camping, reader is a type A boss bitch kinda person, mentions of rain, kissing, hair pulling, mean names (slut, stupid, dumb, loser), pet names (baby), sex, light restraining, ruined orgasms, biting, nipple play, some dacryphilia, maybe a lil bit of publicness? (theyre at a campsite but implied no one else can hear anything), creampie, reader is embarrassed that she did stuff w kai and tells him, reader has a dog, reader is good at video games, chubby!reader implied, lmk if i missed anything! notes. im usually not one for mean stuff, im way more of a softie, so i tried something new but im quite nervous about it. oh! and this is based off a thought i posted the other week. lmk what ya think ;) smut under cut. wc. 4.1K

“Why are you being nice to him?” You snap at your dog who is currently greeting your friends at your front door. Normally, you wouldn’t mind, of course, but they have taken a particular liking for Kai. Apparently, you’re the only person in the world that hates him. Kai that is. The constant laughing, the sickeningly sweet optimism, and his sheer humility—it all screams fake to you.

You hate every little thing about him and he hates you right back. The way you disagree with everything he says just because, how you’re always pointing out when he’s wrong, how you seem to be depressingly pessimistic. You put up with each other for the sake of your friends—not everyone in every friend group has to get along, right?

“Nice to see you too.”

“Someone separate them please?” Soobin asks. “I can’t deal with another argument right now.” He rubs his temple out of caution.

Everyone’s over for a game night—Soobin, his partner, River, as well as Yeonjun, and your best friend, Sage, who has been in an on-again-off-again relationship with him since they met. Right now, they’re off, but definitely still friendly.

“How about some Smash Bros?”

“No,” you say to Kai. “Mario Kart.”

“River and I have been talking about playing Smash Bros all day.”

“Not my problem.”

“How about we take a vote?” He suggests. You reluctantly agree, watching as you’re the only one that raises your hand to play Mario Kart before you glare at Sage, guilting them into voting for it too. Regardless of their vote, though, it’s still four against two. Kai sticks out his tongue at you just to rub it in your face. God, you hate it when he wins.

“Maybe you should stop pouting,” Sage says, nudging your shoulder. “Beat him in the next round. You know you’re better than anyone here.” You take the opportunity to easily—and quickly—beat Kai in a one-on-one match. Now it’s his turn to pout while he grabs a snack.

Luckily, everyone makes it through the night without any blood or tears shed but when the group’s annual camping trip comes up, the cold weather mixed with the prolonged close proximity to people leads to a grumpy Kai arguing with an even grumpier you.

The reason behind the initial argument is long forgotten—you’re seemingly arguing over anything and everything from you stopping too often to take pictures to him taking sips from your water bottle, which he insists was an accident. Everyone’s keeping you two as far apart from each other as possible, with him leading the pack and you bringing up the rear.

“It looks like it’s gonna rain soon,” River points out. “We should probably set up camp.” Everyone agrees, setting sights for the campsite.

“What do you think about this spot over here, Sage?” You ask but are immediately answered with the guiltiest look from them, eyes glancing between you and Yeonjun. “Don’t tell me.” You roll your eyes for what feels like the millionth time that day. “You’re back together?” You ask quietly.

“Please don’t be mad,” they say. “It’s going really well this time.”

“I didn’t bring another tent.”

“Kai’s tent is huge,” Sage says, loud enough for Kai to hear, as if they’re making a suggestion to him. “Can she stay with you?”

“I thought Yeonjun was sleeping in my tent.”

“I was gonna stay in Sage’s,” Yeonjun responds, with an attempted wink. Everyone looks between each other, dodging each other’s eyes, no one wanting to give in. Everyone’s desperate to stay with their partners but you and Kai are desperate to not spend a single second alone together. Soobin and River won’t budge. Sage’s pleading eyes looking at you added to the pleading eyes Yeonjun sends Kai, you look at each other before he finally agrees—

“Fine,” Kai says, dropping the poles to the ground. “You gotta finish setting it up though. I’m gonna go get some water and refill the cooler with ice,” he says, leaving you with an impossible task. There’s a reason you didn’t bring your own tent.

Struggling with the tent for at least thirty minutes, it’s even less put together than when Kai turned the task over to you. The two couples have snuggled into their tents for the night and the drizzle is quickly turning into a downpour. Soaked, cold, and annoyed, Kai’s making his way back to you, anger etched all over his face when he doesn’t have a dry tent to walk into.

“Do you not know how to put a tent up?”

“No, actually I don’t.”

“I could’ve set up three tents by now,” he says, but doesn’t have time to be much madder—he’s gotta get a roof over his own head. Without speaking, he takes over completely, getting it up in about ten minutes. It would’ve been quicker if he didn’t have to work in the rain.

Settling in, you try to dry the parts of the interior that got wet from the rain, but it doesn’t help much. He peels off his now-soaked shirt and searches for a dry one.

“Ah, that was my last t-shirt.”

“I’m sorry. I tried—”

“I don’t care,” he stops you, holding his hand up.

Falling silent, you change the subject, “What took you so long anyway?”

“I was talking to someone at the ice machine for a while,” he says matter-of-factly, holding up his laptop. “Wanna watch a movie before bed?”

“No.” You lay your head on the stupid camping pillow hoping for some rest. But your plan is disrupted by the blaring trumpets of a movie intro. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Watching a movie.”

“Turn it off.”

“I didn’t ask for permission to watch it,” he points out. “I asked if you wanted to join me.”

“Isn’t it gonna bother the other campers?”

“Doubt they can hear it.”

Frustrated, you roll over and cover your ears. You thought you could sleep through anything, especially with the rain pouring outside, but you were wrong. Eventually, you give up, throwing your pillow down and slamming his laptop shut.

“What are you doing? You asshole—” he snaps, glaring at you.

“Me? You’re the ass for not letting me sleep,” you fire back, narrowing your eyes.

“I wasn’t supposed to have you in here anyway,” he mutters.

“I’m not an asshole,” you say defensively.

“Yes, you are,” he spits. “You always have to have it your way.”

“I’m not having this argument with you,” you say, turning away and trying to block out his escalating anger. You pull the thin camping blanket over your head, desperate for some peace.

He huffs, clearly frustrated, but you ignore it. The sound of rain tapping against the tent becomes your only solace. Minutes pass in silence, each second stretching longer than the last. You can feel his restless energy beside you, the tension almost palpable.

“I can't believe you. You're so annoying,” he says.

You simply lay there, trying to block out the muttering under his breath. The stickiness of the damp sleeping bags and the cold camping pillow are ridiculously uncomfortable.

Remembering the clean, dry blankets you have stored in the trunk of your car for emergencies and you get up to grab them silently, ignoring his insults. Returning with them, his eyes light up and he asks, “Where did you get those?”

“My car,” you answer nonchalantly, setting up your new bed. You try to salvage what you can of the sleeping bag to have some kind of barrier between the damp tent floor and your blanket, but it’s not perfect. Eventually settling on the makeshift bed, you can feel Kai staring at you through your closed eyelids. “Can I help you?” You ask without opening them.

“Aren’t you gonna share those with me?”

“Why would I?”

“You’re the one that got our other blankets and the tent all wet.”

“Not my fault you didn’t bring back-up.”

He exasperates, clearly done with you and all your…what does he call it? Selfish nonsense? “I can’t believe I have to share a tent with you. And you get it all wet in here and won’t even share the dry blankets with me?”

“You think I'm happy about this either?" Your arms flail before you go on one of your famous rants. “I don’t even like camping but I come along with Sage because they’re my best friend and I was looking forward to spending time alone with them to talk but because they decided to start fucking Yeonjun again I have to sleep in a tent with you, which you make me put together even though I don’t know how to put it together so its disgusting in here and you expect me to share my blankets with you? You’re never nice to me why the fuck would I share them with you? You’re always making me look like a bitch in front of everyone when I know you’re just—”

Kai suddenly yanks you by your elbow and says, “Would you please just shut up?”

Seeing him this mad…you don’t know if he’s ever looked like this. Red in the face, eyebrows furrowed, not to mention he’s still shirtless since all his clothes are soaked. You look over his body—you’ve never seen him before—and you realize just how muscular he is. Broad-shouldered, defined pecs and ripples in his arms, particularly the one gripping you so harshly.

You smirk at him before saying, “Make me." Looking over your face, he doesn’t know what comes over him. Maybe it's anger or frustration or the ambiance from the sound of rain against the tent and the small camping lamp, but he can’t help it.

Crashing his lips into yours, you’re taken by surprise. You feel the power his plush lips give off, but only for a second before you push him off.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“I don’t–I don’t know, I, uh…” He stutters, trying to find something—anything—to say, but no luck. Looking at each other, something clicks like we need to have each other now.

You pull him to you by cupping his cheeks and crashing your lips into his quickly, eagerly, desperately. Hands in his hair, his on your hips, he squeezes your chubby thighs, wanting more, but—

“Woah, woah, woah, what’s happening? You and I are making out?” He asks, shock etched across his face as his eyebrows furrow.

“Well, not anymore.” You look at him confused. “Did you forget you’re the one that kissed me first?”

“That was just so you’d shut up.”

“Don’t act like you don’t want me. I see you staring at my tits all the time.” You smirk at him and his eyes shift, admitting guilt. Realization hits you. “...Is that why you’re such an ass to me? Because you’re sexually frustrated whenever you’re around me? Do you…like me?”

“No,” he says defensively. “I hate you actually. You’re so annoying.” He rolls his eyes. “But the most annoying part about you is how much I wanna fuck you.” Your eyes widen, but a smile slowly spreads across his face before he asks, “Is that why you’re such an ass to me?” Leaning in closer, he examines your face, looking for any sign of weakness. “It is, isn’t it?” You shake your head. “Say it.”

“Kai.”

“I wanna hear you say you want me.”

The quickest, most disingenuous, “I want you,” comes out of your mouth. Did you really just say that? It’s not like you haven’t noticed how handsome he’d gotten recently, but it’s also not like you’ve ever thought about doing anything. Before tonight, the thought of him even touching you made your skin crawl. But right now, you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anyone more. Reaching for him, you add, “Now shut up and fuck me.”

Still shirtless from when he peeled off the wet fabric a few minutes ago, he tugs at the hem of your tank top. Slipping it off you, his eyebrows raise at your bare chest—full and needing to be squeezed, which he does immediately. Your nipples perky and hard from arousal and the cool air are simply begging to be sucked. His warm, welcoming and wet lips wrapped around one elicit a sound from you that you hope is covered by the rain outside.

The others would never let you live it down if they heard you two fucking.

Mouths all over—his on your nipples and your collarbone, yours on his mouth and his shoulders—it’s a whirlwind of kisses and pure lust.

“I hate you,” you murmur, adding a nice hair tug for good measure.

“I hate you too,” he responds. “So much.” The tent, damp from the rain and hot breath warms you up, skin slick with a sheen of sweat. Sleeping bags and blankets ruffle underneath your bodies as you rush to undress each other fully. “You’re so fucking stupid,” he says against your ear. “Don’t even know how to put up a tent. Need my help for everything?”

“You’ve never been any help to me,” you respond. “Plus, we wouldn’t have gotten rained on so much if you didn’t get lost leading everyone. Need your phone for everything? Can’t even handle one short hike? Good for nothing,” you spit. “Except…you’re kind of a good kisser.”

“Wish I could say the same about you.”

“Don’t lie,” you smirk. “I’m an incredible kisser.” He may roll his eyes but he heads straight back for more. “But you’re taking too long. Hurry up,” you say between kisses. Grazing his hand down your hip, he slides two fingers between your pussy lips and—

“You’re that wet for me and I’ve barely even touched you? Desperate slut.” You grab his cock, making him jerk forward, his mouth dropping open.

“You’re already that hard and I’ve barely even touched you? Horny loser.” Without warning, he lines himself up at your entrance and shoves his cock inside you, forcing a yelp from your throat.

Covering your mouth, he leans down, gracing his lips over your earlobe before whispering, “You never shut the fuck up, do you?” And he’s relentless. Fucking you fast and hard, whispering mean, dirty shit in your ear, shivers rolling down your spine at every syllable. “You don’t deserve to feel this good.”

“And you think you deserve this pussy?” You fire right back. Although, he does seem to be winning with the sheer amount of moaning coming from your mouth compared to his controlled sounds and expert movements. You try your best to compose yourself before saying, “A dumb fuck like you doesn’t deserve to even touch my skin.”

“Is that why you gasp when I pinch your nipples?” He asks. You narrow your eyes at him. But he definitely proves himself right. Rolling your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb, basking in the chills it gives you, clearly sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body. You reach to touch his broad chest but he stops you. “Nuh-uh. Hands to yourself,” he says, gripping your wrists harshly and pinning them to the ground.

Suddenly, you’ve never wanted to touch someone more in your life. The way his skin glistens, muscles looking so strong, a bead of sweat drips between his pecs and you swear you clit twitches. Honestly, you’re in shock. What do you usually do with your hands? Since when has he been like this? An absolute slut? A mean slut at that. But you love it.

Your hands stay at your side after he moves to squeeze your body again but you can’t help but reach up—you’re desperate to touch him. He halts, lifting his fingers off your tits.

“Every time you try to touch me without permission, I’ll stop touching you,” he says. You surrender, putting your hands under your back. “Good girl.”

Fuck. That felt nice too. Being degraded is one thing, but getting rewarded for following directions? That’s delicious. Heat rushes to your ears.

“Please—”

“Ah,” he places his pointer finger over your lips. “I told you to shut up, didn’t I?” You make a show of keeping your mouth closed. “You learn so fast, hm?” You smile—a genuine giddy smile. “So cute,” he whispers, placing a thumb on your clit, circling it gently.

But when a weak little, “Fuck,” slips out of your mouth, he stops.

“Did I say you could speak?” You shake your head. Running a thumb across the apple of your cheek, he gives you a look somewhere between my pathetic little slut and you’re being such a good girl for me.

Keeping your mouth shut, your body is in complete bliss, succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure his cock and hands are giving you. You’re positively drunk on his cock, letting him do whatever he wants to you—touch you here, lick and bite you there, kiss on this, suck on that—not only to be his good little slut, but because it feels fucking incredible. He knows what he’s doing, you’ll give him that.

Then you feel it, your orgasm is slowly approaching, every move he makes pushes you closer and closer to the edge. And he knows it. The little whimpers you make, trying to hold back. The twitches your clit makes. The pulses of your pussy.

“Aw,” he starts condescendingly. “Is my good little slut gonna come for me?” You nod rapidly, being sure to keep your mouth shut and movements under control. The last thing you want right now is a punishment. Or maybe it’s the thing you want most? The lines are too blurred to tell. “Say it.”

You can barely mumble it, but you manage to croak out, “You’re gonna make me come, Kai.”

“Good girl.” He doesn’t change a single thing. It creeps closer and closer until you can feel your body start to tip over. And then he does something…expected? Surprising? Honestly, you’re not so sure anymore. He stops, your orgasm so close to crashing over you, ruined by this son of a bitch.

Tears form in your eyes. Was he really doing this to you? This annoying, stupid fucking jerk you’ve hated for years making you cry over his cock?

“That’s for being such a goddamn nuisance since the day I met you.”

What do you do now? Be a jerk to him? Overpower him and pin him down? Sit there like a hole needing to be fucked? You decide to go for the last option, hoping he’ll make you come as fast as he can. Although, truthfully, you feel like one swipe across your clit would make you finish you at this point.

“Tell me you don’t deserve me.” You keep your mouth shut. Gently wrapping his fingers around your throat, you stare at his eyes. He chuckles like he’s proud of you before he says, “You may speak.”

“I don’t deserve you.” He squeezes harder, almost like he’s saying that’s not enough. “I don’t deserve to feel this good. I don’t deserve your cock. I don’t deserve…anything.”

“Good girl.” He loosens his grip around your throat. He’s done with his fun now. The ache in both of your bodies is getting unbearable and he’s determined to make you come first. Which he supposes he already did, despite ruining it for you. But he’s gotta get you back to that place before he gets there first.

Returning to the hard and fast pace of fucking you like he was a few minutes ago, his cock slams in and out and out of your pussy, ripples running down your thighs, ass, tits, everywhere. He stares in awe of your perfect tits bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts.

Your mouth opens and closes like you want to say something, but if you speak without permission, he may stop. You decide to take a chance anyway.

“Kai…” you squeak out through the rough movements. He responds with a sweet yet sinister smile that says you may speak. “You are gonna let me come, right?”

His eyebrows furrow, face full of pity. He asks, “You think I should?”

“You better or I’ll…” You trail off.

“You’ll what?” He stops moving, therefore earning a pathetic whine from you, trying to protest without words. “What are you gonna do to me?”

Now what’s a good punishment for him? Clearly, he’s used to being the one punishing his sexual partners—you wonder how his other subs have dealt with him being a jerk. You don’t want to overpower him like you thought you did. There’s something about being pinned down like this, letting him do whatever he wants, not having to move an inch. You’re such a powerful woman everywhere else—the type A personality type, which you admit can get overwhelmingly exhausting.

Letting someone take full control over you like this—it’s relaxing. You wonder how much he’s enjoying himself but you notice the way his eyes flutter when you simply tighten your pussy around his cock, how he hasn’t stopped touching you since you finally let him, hell, he kissed you first. Of course he’s enjoying this. And bingo—you’ve got just enough control to get what you want.

“I’ll never let you fuck me like this again.”

Narrowing his eyes at you, it's like he knows that you caught him in the act of something. Cocking his head to the side, he asks, “We can’t let that happen, now can we?”

Somehow, the energy shifts to be even more desperate. Taking out years and years of frustration from hating each other while simultaneously wanting to have sex. Fucking as fast as your bodies will let you, the tent fills with the absolutely obscene noises coming from your mouths. The only reason you aren’t holding back is because the rain beating against the plastic tent and the occasional thunder thankfully covers most of it.

When one of his thumbs finds your clit, you feel like you’re floating. The air falls out of your lungs, pleasure taking over your body as you relax into your orgasm. You’re drunk, high on his cock and the only thing you’re seeing are stars and that stupid smirk plastered across his face. It rips through your body like lightning, shooting out your toes and fingertips.

“Talk to me,” he says breathlessly in your ear. But you can’t. You can only manage strangled noises to let him know you’re having an incredible orgasm.

Coming down from your high, though, you finally say, “Fuck, that felt so good.”

“Tell me how good.”

“You made me feel so…so fucking good, Kai,” you say, shaking your head, unsure of what else to tell him. Call it post-nut clarity, but why the hell were you having sex with him again? Honestly, who cares? He’s actually pretty hot and he’s damn good at this too. What happens after this? Enemies with benefits? Never mention it again? You make a note to come back to this with him later. But right now, you need to get to the matter at hand. “Why don’t you tell me how good I feel?”

“Oh baby, you feel so good,” he says. “Your pussy might be the only thing I like about you.” He chuckles, his mouth dropping open, undeniably close to his own orgasm. “Well, maybe your pussy and your tits.” Burying his face between them, he bites down on the plush, groaning against your skin.

“I need you to come inside me, Kai. Please.”

“Keep talking to me like that.”

And you do. Giving him praise, touching him in all the right places, putting on a show for him. With a few final thrusts, he groans, whispering something you don’t catch, but you feel it. Him coming inside you with a sexy groan, covering your chest in the sloppiest of kisses and bites.

Catching his breath, he whispers breathlessly, “Damn. That was good.” Sliding out of you, an awkwardness catches up with the two of you. You push yourself up on your elbows, attempting to gather your thoughts. His eyes are still dark with desire as he looks at you with a satisfied smirk.

“Listen,” you say, covering your chest with your blanket. “This can’t happen again.” His smile drops.

“What?”

“The fact that we did that,” you gesture between the two of you, “never leaves this tent, you hear me?” Cocking his head to the side, he nods awkwardly. “No one can find out about this. God, I’d be so embarrassed. Let’s just…get some sleep.”

Did you forget about what he said?

Or I’ll never let you fuck my like this again. Using that as a threat if he didn’t let you come meant you wanted to do it again, no? Slowly putting on his boxers again, he agrees, turning away from you to try and get some sleep but, all of a sudden, there’s too much on his mind.

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sollattes · 8 months ago

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your warmth

yandere!txt when you take care of them

warnings: yandere themes ofc, mentioned violence and kidnapping :)

! Choi Yeonjun

— before Yeonjun could even call out to you his vision suddenly became black and the last he heard was a thump. Once he regained his consciousness again, he noticed that he was not lying on the hard floor but instead, on the couch with damp towel on his forehead. He tried sitting up but there was a weight on his stomach preventing him from doing so, when he looked down to see what it was, he’s heart immediately warmed up to what he saw. There sitting on the floor was your sleeping figure leaning against his stomach. He carefully lifted you up to lie in his chest. While lying there with you he also noticed the now cold soup and tea on the coffee table. Yeonjun’s smile got wider, his cheeks now flushed from your efforts as the thought of you finally returning his affections made him giddy.

! Choi Soobin

— while cooking Soobing accidentally cut himself, the wound was quite deep and at least an inch long. Normally Soobin would’ve assessed this situation calmly but you suddenly sprung up from where you were sitting, the sound of the chair being dragged on the floor made Soobin flinch in surprise as he turned to look at you. He watched as you rushed to check on his wound and when you were done you immediately put the wound under running water, grabbed a tissue, then wrapped it around the cut before zooming off to find the first aid kit. Soobin watched you do all of this with adoration absolutely dripping from his eyes. When you finally found the first, you guided him to sit with you and began treating his wound. While blowing on his wound, he suddenly captured your lips into a passionate kiss to hopefully convey his unsaid affections for you. “Thank you.” Soobin softly said when he pulled away, still looking into your eyes then stroking your cheeks with his free hand.

! Choi Beomgyu

— Beomgyu had sprained his ankle while chasing after you when you tried to escape earlier. Then, at night while sleeping with in your bedroom with him, you noticed his ankle was swollen and glowing a painful red, so carefully you removed his grip from you and went to the bathroom. there you grabbed a medicated heating patch and an ointment. You went to the bedroom then slowly removed the comforter that was covering Beomgyu, with light hands you put the ointment on the areas where it was swollen then securely putting the patch, making sure to put it where it looked like it hurt the most. after making sure that everything looked okay you went back to Beomgyu’s then slept soundly without ever knowing that he was awake the whole time. without ever knowing that he was smiling and enjoying the whole time. without ever knowing that he held you tighter in your sleep while whispering sweet nothings to your ears.

! Kang Taehyun

— you noticed that Taehyun was distant these past few days, completely contrasting his usual clingy demeanor, you also noticed that he’s been taking more naps and massaging his temples more often. when the both of you were lounging in the living room, his head in your lap, his eyes closed but no intentions of sleeping. You reached for the vapor rub, put a little on your fingers then began lightly massaging his temples with your other hand alternating with massaging his scalp and nape. Taehyun was shocked with sudden light massages but he was too tired to care so he just laid there savoring your touches. while his eyes were closed he started to remember your first weeks with him. you looked at him with nothing but disgust and anger, you even recoil at his presence but now here you were initiating such an intimate moment and he couldn’t be more content with that.

! Huening Kai

— normal day Kai was clingy, cold stuffy nose kai was even MORE clingy but he couldn’t be with you since he was afraid of you catching his cold and the thunder outside was not helping with his situation. Kai was shivering in his sleep when you opened the door, carrying a tray that has his medicine, a medicated cold forehead patch, a cold damp towel, and tea. You gently tapped in shoulder to wake him up a bit. He was still drowsy and his eyes were barely open but he was awake. You then removed the previous patch in his forehead and replaced it with a new one. You picked up the towel then gently cleaned his exposed arms and face, after that you made him drink his medicine then washed it down with the tea you made him. “ Why are you doing this?” he asked with his hoarse voice instead of you answering you just shush him and slid under the covers with him. When you finally settled into a comfy position with him, Kai’s head on your chest letting him be the little spoon, was when you answered his question, “It was too cold to be alone tonight and i know youre afraid of thunderstorms.” Your hushed voice lulling him to sleep with a full fuzzy heart.

#txt #tomorrow by together #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt reactions #txt x reader #choi yeonjun #choi soobin #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #hueningkai #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #kai x reader #yandere #yandere txt #hi hello im not sure if im back at tumblr but enjoy this post :>>

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izzyy-stuff · 5 months ago

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Hi! Can I please request txt reaction to catching you masturbating for your 300 bash? I love your work!

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

TXT x fem!reader

wc 0.6k

warnings masturbation, toys used, pet names, established relationship except for Taehyun's, bsf!Taehyun, degrading in Taehyun's, squirting in Kai's, fingering + plushie humping in Kai's

↪ izzy speaks... don't have much to add except for the fact I miss soob :((

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YEONJUN runs his fingers through his dark hair, stepping inside your shared apartment after the long day. Dancing was fun but tiring. He couldn’t wait to cook dinner with you and relax on the couch with a cozy movie. However, his plans change as his eyes land on your figure. Your legs spread apart, one of your hands cupping your breast while the other works on your clit. You moan at the sensation from the vibrator in your pussy, your eyes closed shut. He watches with a smirk for a minute, slowly walking closer to you. You open your eyes only when his hands rest on your knees, holding your legs apart. “Looks like someone missed me today.”

SOOBIN takes a bit to realize what he just saw. He just wanted to check on you and make sure you were okay when you ran away so fast from the dinner table, but he definitely didn’t expect the reason for your absence to be this. “Binnie, come back in,” you whine from behind the door, making him snap out of his thoughts. He opens the bathroom door again, swallowing a lump in his throat as he closes the door behind himself, his eyes glued to your fingers fucking your pussy. “Everyone’s waiting for us,” he reminds you, but you shake your head. “You’re too hot. Need you,” you say, the puppy eyes you give him while still pleasuring yourself, making him hard.

BEOMGYU was so cocky when he saw you bouncing up and down on a dildo, leaning at the door frame, admiring your naked figure. “Having fun without me? Princess couldn’t wait for me to wake up, huh?” He teases, making your eyes widen when you notice him. You want to stop and hide from embarrassment, but you can’t. Your body doesn’t want to stop. You’re so close, just a bit more, and then you can run away and hide from him, you tell yourself. He scoffs when your fingers find their way to your clit, massaging it to help you finish. But as much as he wants to tease you, he can’t stop himself from getting hard when you reach your orgasm, moaning out his name as you cum all over the plastic dildo.

TAEHYUN shakes his head at you as if he is disappointed. But you notice the bulge in his pants, moaning his name. That much is enough for him, honestly. He doesn’t need to know why you’re in his bed, fucking yourself. All he needs is to hear more of your pretty moans. He unzips his pants, pulling them to his knees along with his boxers in one swift motion, making you clench around your fingers when you see his hard cock. “You’re nasty,” he scoffs, slowly jerking himself off as he walks closer to you. “Just a slut, aren’t you?” He opens your legs properly, taking a better look at your exposed cunt. “Fuck.”

HUENING’s eyes widen when he sees you in your shared bed, his favorite teddy bear between your legs. “Baby,” he speaks softly to let you know he’s in the room. You squeeze the bed sheets under yourself, unable to stop. A whine escapes your lips along with your boyfriend’s name, making his dick twitch. “I’m here, baby,” he coos, walking up to you. He lets you ride his plushie, cupping your breast and softly brushing over your nipples. “Want me to help?” You nod, almost desperately, and his fingers find your clit, playing with it for a second before he moves lower, pushing his two fingers into your pussy. “You’re so pretty,” he praises, kissing your lips as he fingers you. It doesn’t take much longer for him to bring you to your orgasm, and you end up squirting all over his favorite teddy bear, mumbling apologies while you try to catch up on your breath.

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mapofthemazeinthemirror · 7 months ago

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Everybody knows mothers go through a nesting phase, but did you know fathers can too? (Soon to be/new dads txt)

About eight months in, Soobin realises just how many stairs there are in his house. Every trip down the stairs is accompanied by the vision of a very round, very fragile baby tumbling down the stairs and he's set into action. "Soob, there's still so much time left before the baby will even start to crawl," you try to reassure him, but he's already installed the first one and is onto the next. "Do you really want to be dealing with these gates until then?" Looking up from his work, his face seems to fall a little, and you think he's realised he's gotten quite a bit ahead of himself as he explains sheepishly, "I just, well I didn't want to forget by then."

After three hours at the store making sure he bought the best and safest one, Yeonjun spends most of the rest of the day wrangling with the baby car seat. He reads the instructions over a few times before his first attempt, and by late afternoon, he's read those same diagrams about fifty times. His hair is wild with the way he keeps frustratedly running his hands through it, his eyes determined but tired, lips in full pout. When you bring him a drink and suggest a break, reminding him that the seat won't be needed for another three months. But when Yeonjun wants to do something, he makes it happen. After downing his drink and kissing you, he goes over the manual one last time and finally accomplishes it.

Beomgyu rearranges all of the furniture in the main room. A few times. "It's like playing Tetris," he explains. So he moves everything around until he finds the configuration he's looking for; the one that opens up the room, making enough space to lay out a blanket and for the two of you to sit on the floor with baby. When you walk in one night and find him sprawled on the carpet, totally exhausted, he grins up at you like a mad man. "It's finished."

Coming home from the pharmacy one day, you call out to Taehyun from the front door as usual, but he doesn't call back. You go in search of him through the house, but he's nowhere to be found – except for the last place you look. Finding him in the backyard, you can't believe your eyes. Because Taehyun is building a fence. He smiles up at you like he's doing something completely ordinary, like making a sandwich. You have to ask before he explains that he'd been thinking for a while that the yard needed a stronger fence, and that it will provide more privacy for playing with your kid outside.

Kai buys so many blankets your kids will never be cold. you swear every time he comes home he's got another armful of stuff, until you have more blankets then there are rooms in the house and enough stuffed animals for three kids. He looks at you so proudly and excitedly as he shows you each haul, his smile outshining the sun, explaining how he spotted the items when he wasn't even looking for it and couldn't leave the store without it.

#txt soft hours #txt x reader #txt imagines

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luvh4nji · 2 years ago

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𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐗 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 + 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆

warning: afab!reader, a little size kink in soobs, taehyun's refers to reader as "girl", a little bulge kink with yeonjun's

yeonjun ; he likes to stay in you after fucking, keeping his dick nice and warm and wet in your cunny while you come down from your highs. he tells you it's because he wants to keep you all filled up with cum, make sure you don't waste a drop. he loves to listen to you mumble about how full you feel and deep he is while he presses sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the skin of your neck.

"yeah, baby, 'm right here." he says, sticking a hand between your bodies to press against the slight bulge in your tummy. "take me so well, babydoll." and he'd smile against your skin when all you can do is whimper and whine for him. "i know, honey, i know. 'm fillin' you up so good, makin' your brain all fuzzy. that's okay, angel, i can do the thinkin' for you."

soobin ; he loves it. he thinks it's so sweet when you bring it up to him, he loves the feeling of being close to you, getting to hold you and be inside you and have that comfort. he's the type to lay down and have you lay down on top of him, your head resting on his chest or in his neck, his hands running up and down your back, pulling you closer, always closer. and he loves when you fall asleep on him, he loves that he can provide that safety and comfort for you.

"getting sleepy, love?" he'd ask when he notices your breathing getting deeper and your blinks becoming slower. he'd bring one hand to your head, petting your hair and smoothing it away from your faze so he could see you better, smiling to himself when you nod against him, mumbling something about him being comfy. "it's alright, honey, you can take a nap, i've got you."

beomgyu ; he's the type to get mean with it. he likes to keep you all warm and wet on his lap so he can fuck up into you whenever he wants, one hand on your waist, the other cupping your breast, squeezing the flesh and laughing at the way you arch into his touch. he loves when you get so desperate you start begging for him, telling him how much you need him.

"jus' lemme finish this round, honey." he'd say, eyes locked on the computer screen in front of him. and he'd give you this aggravated look when you don't listen to him, like he's disappointed in you, bringing a hand down to land a harsh slap against your ass. "don't be a brat. i'll take care of you in a minute, pretty."

taehyun ; he likes to use it as a punishment. he likes making you wait and beg for him when you get all needy, his strong arms keeping you still in his lap while he works on something. he thinks you're just the cutest thing when you look up at him all glassy-eyed, asking him why he's being so mean <3

"i thought this was what you wanted, sweetheart." he'd coo, almost condescendingly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into the skin of your waist. "y'said you wanted my dick, you've got it. you're not being ungrateful, are you?" and the way he says it makes you shiver in his lap, making him smile to himself and run his hand over your back. "jus' keep being good for me, sweet girl, i'll take care of you later."

kai ; he really tries his best with it, especially when you told him about how intimate and romantic it can be, but he just gets so impatient. his hands would grip your waist tightly, almost subconsciously grinding you down onto him, his hips moving almost imperceptibly under you. and when you call him out on it, he just blushes, but makes no move to stop.

"'m sorry, honey, i really tried." he groaned into your neck, his breath hot and wet against the skin. his big hands held onto your waist, fingertips pressing little bruises into your sensitive skin, making you whine. "promise i'll do better next time, jus' lemme cum, please."

#tomorrow x together #txt #tomorrow x together reactions #txt reactions #tomorrow x together imagines #txt imagines #tomorrow x together headcanons #txt headcanons #tomorrow x together smut #txt smut #hueningkai #kang taehyun #choi soobin #choi yeonjun

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shoota4ning · 2 years ago

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゛☆﹕HEART ATTACK 。。

┌❀*̥˚𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪’𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 ───────── ❀*̥˚─┐

˗ˏˋ ★ ⠇SYNOPSIS ── y/n l/n sets her pfp as a cute boy without much thought, turns out the rando she found on pinterest was the campus crush, choi yeonjun. dating rumors spread rapidly throughout the school, and yeonjun now has an interest in the girl who’s ‘in love’ with him.

˗ˏˋ ☆ ⠇PAIRINGS ── popular!yeonjun x fem introvert!reader

˗ˏˋ ★ ⠇FEAT ── txt members, chaewon (le sserafim), seungmin (stray kids), changbin (stray kids), wooyoung (ateez), and more!

˗ˏˋ ☆ ⠇BYR ── warnings every chapter !!!

˗ˏˋ ★ ⠇GENRE ── smau, non idol au

˗ˏˋ ☆ ⠇STATUS ── completed !

˗ˏˋ ★ ⠇DATE ── 05/10/23 — 05/15/24

˗ˏˋ ☆ ⠇TAGLIST ── closed !

@sohnfile @vocaloshin @sullystraw @gbgbsoob @emohazuzworld @hearts4csb @2ynjns @anonella22 @yunwonie @nes-caf @jiawji @sunooluver @soobadooba @samisubi @suzirumas @gyubeari @shuichi-sama @yxnjvnnie @bluxjun @booyoungie @n034sy @loveliestsong @vianna99 @beomieboi @melodymyangel @hyuneyeon @rainbowszi @luv4cheol @phenomenalgirl9 @wccycc @solstrmaii @mystiicturtle @bangchansbae @moons-v @haechansbbg @rosesandluna @destairea @soobs-things @ye0nvibezzn @nnana2 @mwahvvis @https-yeonjun @coolwitu @impureperhaps @joonsvision @luminouskalopsia @crinklebean

── ❀*̥˚ ───────── 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ❀*̥˚ ─

!★☆ ──── PROFILES

capitalism ❤️ | #furryism | 🔛🔝

!☆★ ──── CHAPTERS

، 01 ✦ ─ #helookskindagay

، 02 ✦ ─ Park Ji-Min

، 03 ✦ ─ jacob saggytits

، 04 ✦ ─ beomgyu my love

، 05 ✦ ─ lgbt 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

، 06 ✦ ─ only one of us is delusional

، 07 ✦ ─ that hyuka is cute

، 08 ✦ ─ be quiet kai 😐

، 09 ✦ ─ seungmins victims 😍

، 10 ✦ ─ ???

، 11 ✦ ─ changbins horrible plan

، 12 ✦ ─ DO NOT REPLY

، 13 ✦ ─ ghosting season 😔

، 14 ✦ ─ nun crazy

، 15 ✦ ─ i’m not okay !!

، 16 ✦ ─ what the flip

، 17 ✦ ─ GAY. ALL OF YOU ARE GAY !!!

، 18 ✦ ─ “happy new year 🎉” my way back

، 19 ✦ ─ yes, and?

، 20 ✦ ─ we up ! ( half written )

، 21 ✦ ─ you don’t want them out 👹

، 22 ✦ ─ i want him

، 23 ✦ ─ she’s so done

، 24 ✦ ─ the seungmin influence

، 25 ✦ ─ PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE (x3)

، 26 ✦ ─ date ( for real ) 🩷

، 27 ✦ ─ MYMANMYMANMYMAN

، 28 ✦ ─ FCUK COUPLES

!★☆ ──── BONUS

، ✦ ─ girls (?) day

، ✦ ─ pet play date

، ✦ ─ min’s first date

، ✦ ─ hiyyih the yn enthusiast !

، ✦ ─ seungmin is diabolical

└────── ❀*̥˚ 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ❀*̥˚ ──────┘

#゛☆﹕HEART ATTACK 。。#shoota4ning #kpop #txt #txt x reader #tomorrow x together #txt smau #txt imagines #yeonjun #yeonjun x y/n #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun social media au #yeonjun smau #yeonjun x you

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imistyou2 · 4 months ago

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Nipple piercings. c.sb

pairing: sub!Soobin x Noona!reader

warnings: nsfw under the cut. boobie worshipping. unrealistic piercing healing time I know yall but #forthesakeoftheplot um ya that's about it soobin juss luvvvs yo titties hahaha. Gyu cameo as alwaysss

summary: Soobin is sweet and simple as vanilla and you're like a bottle of hot sauce! To spice up your sex life, his dear dear Noonim surprises him with nipple piercings.

This is part 2.2, you can read it as a stand-alone too

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Soobin's never been much of an experimental man. He likes to keep things simple and follow a routine. He's been contempt of that too, he likes to think. It is rather easy to figure out that the younger man likes to stay in his little bubble of soobin-ism.

Eat, play games, and talk to friends, now a new addition is hanging out with his noona dearest and then sleeping. Simple, clean, and neat.

This pattern is reflected in many aspects of his life, including his sex life. In the many months you have been involved with Soobin, you've taken note of his quirks. How his body trembles when he's about to climax, what overstimulates him enough to cry, that he has an oral fixation (with your tit's specifically) and so on and so forth.

It always brings in great pleasure to 'make love' (a replacement for using "fuck" since he apparently doesn't like using that) with him but who are you if not trying to rile up the pliant man till he weeps at your mercy?

So, you've been devising, and planning! You even startled yourself with how much effort you were secretly putting into getting to know about Soobin's kinks and preferences. Yes, the sex was exceptionally good but it was very much vanilla ice cream! A classic for sure but could be spruced up. Stumbling on his Twitter by accident was what you considered to be a sign from God himself that you need to do something to take it to the next level.

It was no surprise Choi Soobin is a boob man, he might as well have a huge poster hung up on his walls saying "I LOVE TIDDIES" or something. This man did NOT play about boobs. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday- call him jungkook the way he was gonna be loving that thang seven days a week. He was serious about worshipping your breasts like they were sent by a messiah to unlock spiritual awakening.

And so it happened, for the past 3 weeks you have been avoiding getting down and dirty with him. Instead, the time was passed with Cafe dates and late-night movie marathons. The lack of dick was slowly getting to you but you persevered none the less. Some quote about the fruits of your labor or something but instead it was his reaction.

Soobin returned back to his dorm after a long day, not even flinching when he see's you laying on his bed reading one his mangas.

"Hey Soobs, how was class?"

"Ugh, don't get me started, Noona. My TA is the biggest B-word ever! This internship is not easy."

"She's a bitch?"

"Yeah, thats what I said."

"No, you said b-word!"

"You know I don't like to cuss at women like that...", you giggle as you get up from the bed, swinging your arms around his neck to pull him in. "Okay Mr. Nice Guy, what can I do to make you feel better?"

"Maybe watch Jujutsu Kai-"

"I have a better idea. How about we have some fun...?" You say, spreading your legs ever so slightly to reveal your exposed thigh.

His eyes widen tenfold, head darted up with excitement, "Really! I'm thinking we play League of Lege-"

You roll your eyes, pushing him off of you, he lands softly to your side on the bed. "No- baby, fun!"

He looks blankly at you, not a single thought rummaging his mind. "You wanna get food or something, Noona..?"

Losing patience, you grab his hand folding the sleeves up to his elbow. You bite your lips with a smirk, he looked the best in white shirts for sure. You take his hand and guide it under your shirt, fingers ghosting over your bralette. Something small pokes through but Soobin doesn't say much. His attention was stolen away the moment you took his hand. "I wanna do this kind of fun. Soobie...don't you wanna make you noona have fun? Hm?"

He gulps, Adam's apple bobbing deliciously, nodding.

"Take my bra off, will you?"

"Yes, Noona!"

He struggles a little with the hook of your bra, you honestly don't blame him since you're without a bra around 90% of the time with him. He noted that today was one of the rare days you wore a bra. Once the bra finally came off, the cold air conditioning of his room hit your breasts, perking them up even more.

Suddenly, Soobin jerks back with a muffled gasp. A finger raising slowly, one hand cupped in shock, he points at the two barbell rods that are sliding through your nipples. On the two sides are heart-shaped gems. Soobin peers closer, almost in a cautionary way, and as his eyes narrow in on the gems, he can make out a distinct S letter in each of them. He blinks twice.

Your heart speeds up in anticipation, his facial expression unrecognizable. "S-surprise...?"

"Y-you got them pierced?"

"Yeah... Do you not like it? I thought you liked pierc-" Your expression drops.

"Mmmph-" he kisses you deeply, a soulful exchange. His fingers dig into the sides of your waist, rubbing circles. "I love it-I love it- Noona, how did you even know?"

You chuckle, relieved. "Hm..just have my ways!"

He raises his brow. "Okay fine, I asked Beomgyu for your twitter and basically did a little stalking from there."

His lips curl into an adorable smile as he pecks your lips again.

"C-can I.. Y'know... touch?"

"You can do alot more just touch, Soobie."

"Really? Do they hurt? I don't wanna hurt you, Noona."

"Aw, my baby. Always worrying for me. They're almost healed. You can have it, just be gentle." your fingers twirl around your nipples a little, hissing slightly.

"No, Noona that looks like it hurts..."

"I like the pain hehe." He has a scandalous look on his face before finally giving a kitten lick to your hardened nipples. He looks intensely at the gems. "What does the S stand for?"

Your eyes look away, face turning slightly red. "What the fuck do you think it means?" you yell out, a lot more aggressive than you had intended.

"I-I I didn't wanna assume.."

"Sorry, yeah no, um, wanted to surprise you Soobin. Do you like your initial on me?"

Soobin will melt. Fuck, he wants to turn into putty. He has more important things to focus on right now, your tits to be specific. "Noona...they're beautiful." His fingers pinch on a nipple very softly, you whimper as the bundle of nerves get played with again and again. The piercing has started to heal pretty soon but it still felt a little raw and fresh.

Soobin's pink tongue flashed as he licked meticulously all around your breasts, from the sides to the piercing. The cool metal hit his tongue and he will not deny that it was weirdly satisfying especially when contrasted with your warm body.

He is still yet to suck on your nipples, you can tell he's nervous to do so since the piercing is still so new. The sting of pain is there but it transforms into pleasure when you see it's Soobin who is doing all these things to you.

You never really thought you'd get turned on by pain but I guess you live and learn, Soobin definitely is.

The very obvious tent in his pants was an indicator of how much he really liked these piercings. "Fuck, so good yeah, good job baby, making noona feel so good. You like making me feel good?"

He looks up from in between your breasts and nods before continuing. He could spend hours on end here if you let him.

"Noona I could be here the whole day just making you feel good. I love you...r tits noona!" Your eyes roll back in pleasure and pain, whimpers coming out.

He slowly backed up, a thin layer of sweat covering his face, eyes admiring your breasts once more. You look down and gasp at what you see. Red and blue bruises everywhere, littered throughout the expanse of your chest. "Soobin! I told you to go easy on that"

He smiles sheepishly, scratching his neck in feigning innocence. "You know I can't stop myself with you Noona.." he nudges you playfully.

Oh he wants to play dirty, you'll show him dirty.

"You're on Choi Soobin. I'll make sure you leave this room crying." you claw at his sweatpants.

"AH!"

Outside, in the living room, Beomgyu sits with a stoic face, dark circles, and some noise-canceling headphones which don't seem to really cancel much noise at all, wishing that you guys gave him a heads up so that he didn't have to spend his whole afternoon listening to you two canoodle and do the dirty.

"fuck my life."

a/n: uneditied

hiiiiiii my pookies

a lil surpise chapter cuz ive been feeling extra good lately and my school work is going well. that being said, part 3 will be out in feb so stay tuned ill tag the people who wanted to be in the taglist from part 3 as well.

stay sexyyyy

#soobin x you #soobin x reader #sub!soobin #txt hard hours #soobin hard thoughts #sub!idol #txt smut

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binniesbooks · 9 months ago

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• REWINDING TO TOMORROW

SB 000 .F23 2024

wc 7.1k

pairings ex-boyfriend!Soobin x fem!reader (a little bit of bff!Taehyun x you)

warnings angst, a lot of crying, comfort, blowjob (m receiving), swallowing, unprotected sex (usage of condom at first tho), creampie (+ if I missed anything)

faye's note GUYS! THIS IS MY BIRTHDAY SPECIAL! 🥳 ㅋㅋ And since it's my birthday, I made something about Soobin, my lifeline! 🫡 Hope you like this one too! I'm stepping closer to the quarter life, I'm officially 21! Cheers to more years of supporting TOMORROW X TOGETHER! Btw, fuck Tumblr for being so glitchy, I had a hard time posting this because it kept on messing and realigning the pictures, wtf. 😒 The end felt rushed, please don't judge, for I, accidentally, fell asleep early last night! ㅠㅠ

You and Soobin have been dating for a while now. The relationship that bloomed from your friendship was the reason why your relationship was going well. You both also share a close-knit circle of friends who often hang out together making your bond feel even stronger.

So of all people, why are you and Soobin suffering from the heartache you were not supposed to feel in the first place?

"Y/n, are you going with us this weekend?" Chae was the one to wake you up from your thoughts. You are currently in the library for a group study for the upcoming examinations and your friends are planning to go out this weekend for dinner as a celebration.

You meekly answered a quiet yes, throwing a glance at Soobin, who is sitting six seats away from you, too focused on writing down his notes. "How about you?" Taehyun asked him as he slightly nudged him with his elbow. "I don't know. I might not be able to go." Soobin fixed his glasses without sparing a single look at the group and took a sip at the grape ade he had grown accustomed to when you two were still dating.

Despite the fact that you two broke up, your friends still tried to mediate between the two of you. Always trying to make the environment light whenever you two were present. But the hurt runs deep to the point that you both struggled to navigate your feelings in the presence of each other. Feeling the long lost love and the absence of trust you two once shared.

"I'm not going to eat if anyone from this circle is not going." Kai, the youngest, pouted. Only to receive soft chuckles and light laughs from the others.

"I'd rather hit the gym then. Besides, I've been skipping a lot nowadays." Taehyun sighed.

"Should I just play for a diamond this time?" Beomgyu muttered, pondering on whether to go or just play his favorite game at home.

"Then I should go shopping then, it's the weekend anyway," Ari exclaimed.

"Goodness! I'll pay this time! Just... just go with us, Soob." Yeonjun whined as he lightly slammed his card on the table. His action got your friends exclaiming "Oh, I'm going!" Yeonjun threw a tantrum, knowing his card was at stake. A laugh was once shared again in your circle. However, you weren't dumb, you knew that they were just trying to make the atmosphere lighter. They are trying to break the awkward tension that settled between the two of you.

"Let's wrap up and ace our exams! I'm prepared for Yeonjun Hyung to go broke." Kai cackled at the thought, receiving a neck slice from the older. While the others walked ahead with Soobin, Taehyun stayed behind for a bit to talk to you.

"I seriously don't know what happened between the two of you. You used to be sweet with each other, not like this," he helped you pack your things, your moves coming to a halt.

"Have you not heard about the rumor?" you inquired.

"Rumor? What rumor?" his brows furrowed.

"That he and..." you paused, trying your best not to break down, " He and Yunhee are back together. They've been screwing behind my back."

"Have you talked to him about that?" Taehyun's brow furrowed. You shook your head. "I did not. The moment I heard about it, I distanced myself from him."

"I suppose those are baseless rumors, y/n. I'm not siding with him but I will talk to him about that." His voice hinted with irritation about what he had just heard.

"Please don't, Tyun. I can't afford to destroy their relationship. Yunhee is Soobin's first love." Your eyes welled up with tears as you held both his hands, pleading. Scared about the thought that it might embarrass you more.

"How could I not? Am I supposed to stay put while the girl I-- no, this friend of mine is hurt?" He gently cupped your face rubbing his thumbs on your cheeks. You were not able to catch a few of the words he uttered, as you looked at him with watery eyes.

Taehyun sighed once again and pulled you closer to hug you. The tall guy let you sob on his chest. "I'm not used to this y/n. I can't see you like this." He breathed words drowning with your silent sobs.

One day before the exam, you weren't able to spot Soobin in the classroom, or the wide field of the campus. You can't help but get bothered. Soobin never skipped classes especially when it was exam week. He can't afford to miss out on important lectures. As a concerned friend- no, probably just a mere classmate at this point, you jot down important notes from the lectures that day. Planning to at least give him a copy of the lectures.

It was your exam day, only two subjects were scheduled for today, excluding the subjects Soobin missed. You brought the written notes with you, praying that Soobin would be going to school and at least take his exams.

The moment you stepped inside the classroom, you saw the familiar figure sitting near the window with a sprout in his hair. You weighed whether to give the notes to him now or later. A few of your classmates, one who happened to be his seatmate, passed by near you, and was talking about Soobin.

"He said he caught a cold yesterday, so he wasn't able to come to class." You were quietly listening to them.

"He was asking me if I have some extra notes but I wasn't able to take down notes yesterday." The guy scratched his head. You smiled a bit, you wanted to check on him knowing that he caught a cold. You told yourself to meet him after the exam today to give him the notes you wrote.

"One subject is done." You muttered, stretching your arms above your head. You glanced at Soobin sitting in the front row. You were able to catch a glimpse of his face as he looked outside the window. His pointy nose was a hue of red, he kept on sneezing. His eyelashes fanning beautifully. Eyes with a glint of sadness, you can't tell why. He fixed his earphones as he closed his eyes, chin laying peacefully on his palm, feeling the cool breeze of the wind from the open window.

Your exams for today are done. You clutched the notebook where you compiled the notes you were supposed to give him. As you got up from your seat you saw Soobin down the other end. You stiffened, pondering whether you had the courage to talk to him and check on him after his absence. You wanted to ask if he totally recovered from the cold he caught, an obvious question, you heard him sneeze many times. When he passed by in front of you, you wanted to give him the notes, "Soob-", you were cut from what you were supposed to say.

"Thanks for the notes, I'll give it back tomorrow." He said. To your dismay, it wasn't you who he was talking to, it was the other guy behind you.

You smiled bitterly as you crumpled the notes. Of course, he won't pay attention to you, he's dating Yun Hee now, wasn't he? Besides, what business does he have to do with you anymore? You walked outside the classroom with heavy footsteps The extra notes were long discarded in the bin near the door.

You felt arms wrapping around your neck, causing you to almost fall. "How's the exam?" It was Beomgyu. "Move your hand. She almost fell." Taehyun spoke with an annoyed tone.

"You are so stingy, even these past few days." Beomgyu rolled his eyes, referring to Taehyun. Taehyun took your bag over your slumped shoulders, carrying it instead.

"Math is hard." you only exclaimed, mouthing a quiet 'thank you' and a smile to Taehyun, to which he responded by ruffling your hair.

"I know you still did well." Beomgyu gently pinched your cheeks.

The two males walked with you side by side to the bus stop. They kept on spitting jokes, bickering with each other, and teasing you. But neither of the two spoke about you and Soobin. They know it themselves how it got awkward whenever the topic is all about you and your past relationship.

You and Taehyun got inside the bus waving goodbye to Beomgyu who was currently making faces outside. Beomgyu lives near the school while Taehyun and you, along with Soobin were neighbors, 4 stops away from the campus. It was time-consuming traveling back and forth, but you were used to it now. You were just thankful that Soobin takes another route, a longer one when he goes to school and when he goes home, leaving you and Taehyun to travel by yourselves. Maybe Yunhee told Soobin to do so, or maybe he walked Yunhee home first. It doesn't matter, besides, you two are already over.

"Tyun." You call out to your friend as you scoot over the side of the seat giving him space to sit down on. He gladly sat down, placing both of your bags in his lap.

"Did you two talk already?" He inquired, glancing at his phone to check the time. You just shook your head. "You?" You simply replied. He places his hand above yours on your lap as he closes his eyes while leaning his crown on the headrest of the bus seat. "I don't want to hurt you. You asked me not to talk to him about it, so I did not." He bit the inside of his cheek, words coming out unintentionally. He wants to be careful with his words but they keep on slipping out as if betraying him. He wants to come clean. He does not want to be selfish, he thinks to himself. But Taehyun has been the most caring friend ever. His tender touches whenever you cry when you were kids are so special to you. Maybe you are dumb, but Taehyun has always been your shoulder to cry on. Your best of best friends. The most sympathetic person you ever met.

"I... I tried to talk to him earlier though." You stare at his hands on yours. "But I was ignored, he was talking to one of our classmates." You added.

"Do you want to drop by our ice cream shop?" He asked changing the subject as he let go of your hand, your stop being announced on the bus speaker. "Your treat?" You giddily asked. "It's on the house." He smiled back at you.

Taehyun's big sister owns an ice cream store down the street where you live. Your favorite spot with the two of them, Soobin and Taehyun, is the ice cream shop. And when you three just wanted a breath of fresh air, you often hung out at the mini park mid-way. Just in the middle of your house and the shop.

You got off the bus, with Taehyun still holding your backpack. You are used to it anyway, whoever was with you does it without a second thought. It may be your ex-boyfriend, Soobin, your childhood friend, Taehyun, your seniors, Beomgyu and Yeonjun, or your junior slash smaller brother-like, Heuningkai. Nevertheless, they also do this to Chae and Ari.

As you two were enjoying your ice creams while having some chit-chat about your exams, Taehyun suddenly stopped talking, staring out the glass window pane. "Is something wrong?" Your brows furrowed as you looked at the window behind you, and met with nothing but kids running. "Nothing." His sharky smile comes back as he looks at you again. "What were you saying again?" He added. You continued talking again as he glanced one more at the window, looking at Soobin who was currently talking to a girl. Her waist-length hair flowed with the air, it was Yunhee, at the very corner of the street just behind the big tree. Maybe the rumors were true.

Two more days passed and exam week was done. Students are gathered in different restaurants to celebrate, for their graduating seniors, for their top 1 classmate, their aced exams, or for just barely surviving the exam. One of the restaurants has their reservation, named after one of your seniors, Choi Yeonjun. Your circle comes one by one, choosing their desired seats. Leaving two seats beside Taehyun.

Soobin came up a bit late, the shoulder and hood of his jacket wet with the drizzling rain outside. You wanted to trade seats with Taehyun because you were afraid and nervous about the thought that Soobin was sitting beside you. But Taehyun was preoccupied with Beomgyu's non-stop talking. His sharky teeth show as he laughs. You end up sitting between the two males.

A few rounds of drinks and some of you are flushed red. Some are barely able to open their eyes. A few more students joined your table as the atmosphere became louder and rowdy. Final exams were done anyway, being wasted shouldn't be their problem right now. You flinched at the scraping sound of the chair beside you. Soobin excused himself saying he wanted to get some fresh air. He still can hold his liquor, you mumbled to yourself. It wasn't that long before the crowd got bigger so you excused yourself too. And maybe it was also just your alibi to look for Soobin.

You looked for him outside, and even the dark alley on the side. You were stunned at what you saw right in front of your eyes. The tall shadow of a big man, most likely kissing a waist-length-haired woman, according to the silhouettes. It was all too familiar. You don't need more shreds of evidence. The rumors aren't baseless at all. You covered your mouth until you felt a hand cover your eyes as well. You were pulled back to the bright corner of the alley as you felt big and warm hands wrap around you.

It was Taehyun. It was him again. It was he who accepted you in his warm embrace. The guy who lets you sob on his chest for as long as you want. He gently rubbed your back as you wept on his chest, hushing you. "Please don't cry. it's hurting me." The latter words were inaudible. He cups your face as he looks at you with pity. He tried to dry your tears with his thumbs only to be wet again as your tears flowed down.

"I-it wasn't b-baseless a-at all, Tyun." You sniffled. "It's all true. I-it's all fucking true!" Taehyun did not want to believe it. He did not want to think about Soobin like that, but what you both saw gave him everything he needed to know.

"I'm taking you home." He declared. "Wait for me at the entrance, I'll just grab our things." He held your hand as you walked with him by the entrance. "Give me a minute, don't go anywhere." Taehyun took you home that night, giving you the comfort you needed the most. "I'll crash at your place." He uttered as he engulfed you once again with the warmest embrace he loves to give.

Soobin stared at the two empty seats beside his when he got back inside. "Where are they?" he asked Chae, referring to the two people who were sitting beside him. "They've gone home, I think." the girl answered.

The session ended after a few moments, the two girls carrying Kai on their shoulders. "We're taking this baby with us" the two girls referred to the tipsy and all-smiling junior.

Classes can be skipped after finals. Making you the most grateful person to the heavens above as you chose not to go to school. Taehyun stayed beside you, always checking on you, going home sometimes only to go back again to your place because he couldn't stay put at all. Knowing how you bawled out your eyes that night last week until you fell asleep.

As you are in the comfort of your own house, you can't help but pity your friend who's currently cooking for you. "Am I giving you too much headache? I feel like a burden to you," you whispered as you lay your chin on the kitchen island, arms splayed out, as you stared at him. He walked closer to you and ruffled your hair. "You never did and you are not. If anything, I'm more than glad to do this for you," Taehyun explained.

One week. Taehyun has been taking care of you for a week now. Today was supposed to be you and Soobin's 3rd anniversary, but here you are with Taehyun, out in the streets, drinking your hearts out on some street carts. He's silent, unlike you who kept on blabbering and kept on drinking. He's taking little to no shots, he can't afford to get wasted when he still has the responsibility to take you home and take care of you.

"Y/n, that's enough now, you've drunk enough," he said as he stopped your hand from taking another shot. You clicked your tongue and glared at him, "Don't tell me to stop when you don't know what I'm feeling." No, Taehyun did. Taehyun knows. He knows more than anyone else. How can he not? "We're going home." Taehyun paid your drinks without paying attention to your whines and complaints.

You crashed at his house since it was a bit closer than yours. Plus he is already tired and tipsy, it's not a joke to carry around a wasted woman out from the street, no? However, you haven't stopped complaining, not even a little bit, even when your words are already slurred. He slumped you on the couch, arms sore for keeping you in balance. "I'll grab some towels and fresh clothes to clean you up."

You closed your eyes, feeling the sleepiness take over you. You jolted awake when you felt a cold towel touching your face and neck. "S-soob, what a-are you d-doing here?" You forced yourself to sit up, your eyes looming to burst into tears. "Hey--" you grabbed his face and kissed him. "I m-missed you, I missed you s-so much," you sobbed. You held his face once again, pressing the kiss you longed for.

"We.. we shouldn't..." he whispered, as he held your face and pinned you on the couch. Maybe it was revenge for what Soobin did, or maybe it was the liquor, but Taehyun did not care at all, he wanted to give in. He's slowly giving in.

"Hng-" Your small whines and whimpers drive him up the wall. The kiss gets deeper, hungrier, sloppier. Taehyun's mind is nowhere in the room anymore. He's going nuts, he can no longer control himself. With the pent-up frustration of watching you being tormented, he cannot wrap his head around this matter anymore. The longing feeling he wanted to show, the tender touch he wants to make you feel. He pulled away for a bit, causing you to pull him towards your neck. Who was he to decline, even if you mistook him for someone, it wouldn't hurt, right? He planted delicate kisses on your neck down to your collarbone. You moaned at his action. He snapped back to reality as he pulled away again, panting, lips swollen from the occasional biting. You looked up at his big and trembling figure.

"Y-you should sleep... Please..." he stutters as he covers your eyes with his hand planting a soft kiss on your tender lips one last time. "Good night," he whispered once more.

You drifted to sleep, nothing registering in your mind. He quickly stands up to his feet and scurries away to the bathroom, flushing his face with cold water. He sets down both of his palms on the sink, staring at his blown eyes. Hands coming up, caressing his lips. "Fuck you," he whispered. "Fuck you Taehyun!" He screamed at his reflection as he punched the mirror. "You've gone overboard, that's not something you should do. Fuck you, you idiot..." he scolded himself, teardrops escaping from his eyes.

The next morning, you woke up from the smell of the toast and the sound of a sizzling pan. You grunted as you tried to walk to the kitchen, still in a groggy state. "Taehyun?" you roamed your eyes around the house once, no Soobin to be seen in the room, nor his presence to be felt. You were about to ask Taehyun but we're distracted by the doorbell.

Three people came crashing into Taehyun's house, Kai, Beomgyu and Yeonjun. All of them carrying plastic bags with, what you think, is full of chips and different snacks. "Movie day!" Kai screamed who got a neck slice from the oldest. "You're quite noisy in the morning," he grunted, Kai then faked cries, emitting a laugh from all of you.

"I called them over," Taehyun announced as he placed the plates on the table. "But just the three of them came, the others are busy I guess," he added. "What happened to your hand?" You asked as you pulled a chair, the other three sitting on the other side of the table. Taehyun sat beside you, "I knocked a cup earlier," he simply replied.

The day rolled over like nothing with the five of you busying yourselves with watching movies, bickering with each other, eating and of course playing.

The following week, you were all called to the school campus for the preparation of the graduating students. You need to fix and clean up the whole campus so your attendance is a must.

You groaned while dragging two trash bags full of garbage. You sighed as you came to a stop, stomping at why no one was helping you with this. You were just a corner away from the garbage school pit when you hear voices from the other side. You peeked from the bushes. You saw how Soobin shoved Yunhee's shoulder.

"Hey! You shouldn't be treating your girlfriend like that!" you shouted, brows furrowed. You don't like Yunhee and her guts but this is not something Soobin should do to a girl especially if he's dating her.

"This is what I'm talking about!" Soobin raised his voice over Yunhee as you walked over between them. "What are you saying? Are you nuts?! How can you stomach the fact that you are hurting your girlfriend right now?! Physically, at that!" you retorted.

"Move, y/n," he said with a firm voice.

"I'm not moving! Unless you stop shoving her! You are hurting your girlfriend, you dumbass!"

"Shut up! She's not my girlfriend!" It was the first time. The first time Soobin raised his voice over you. "Now move."

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Did you not hear me well? I said she's not my girlfriend."

You turn to Yunhee, she looks down on her feet, fidgeting with his fingers.

"She was just spreading baseless rumors. Rumors that made you break up with me, isn't that it? That you didn't even let me explain myself to you. You just left me. You left me without hearing my side, y/n," his pouring anger is making him frustrated, huffing, chest thumping loudly.

You looked at Yunhee once more and she slowly backed down, running away.

"Baseless rumors you say?" you scoffed. He looked at you with a confused look. "Baseless, I see..." You pushed your hair back, you were also about to burst. "Baseless when I saw you screwing her that night after the exam in the dark alley."

His mouth hung open, "What are you saying?" he couldn't believe what he just heard. "I was talking to my mother that night when I got out of the restaurant. And I am sure, I wasn't even at the alley."

"W-what?"

"What do you mean what? How am I supposed to do something like that when you occupy my mind all the damn time!"

"H-how... How is that possible? I literally saw your tall figure, and I was sure about Yunhee's hair length." You mumbled.

"Ah, right!" As if there was a light bulb that sparked above his head, "It was Kai."

"Kai?"

"Yes, Kai."

You were equally confused by what he said, what does he mean Kai?

"What you saw was Kai, not me." He started. "Can't you remember? That night, we were both wearing the campus jacket. People often mistook the both of us for each other, especially with our height."

"Y-you mean, it wasn't really y-you?"

"I fucking swear y/n, it wasn't me!"

You slumped your shoulders as you leaned on the wall, dumbfounded by the newfound information. Truthfully, all you just saw were mere silhouettes, not their face. How did you even come up with the idea that it was Soobin?

"Kai told me himself. He and Yunhee's younger sister was a thing," he said as he ran his hand on his face. "Yunhee was my girlfriend. Knowing about Kai and her younger sister, she came up with the idea of spreading rumors saying we're back together." He explained one again.

"S-soob, I didn't know."

"Because you did not let me explain my s-side," his voice cracked. "You just cut me off, and blocked me." His voice is low and tears are about to fall from his eyes.

"So many times, I wanted to approach you," you saw the hurt inside his eyes. "But I always see you with the guys, especially Taehyun. Knowing the two of you grew up together, I know you told him about us." he wipes his tears, you can't bring yourself to wipe them.

"I was so scared... Scared that what if he took you from me? What if we won't be back together?" You felt the pang in your chest and the twist in your stomach. "That's why I distanced myself. From our friends, from Taehyun... From you, y/n," his tears are freely flowing from his cheeks. You quickly wiped them away as you cupped his face staring at his eyes with guilt.

"I even saw you..." he paused, choking on words, "with Taehyun. At the ice cream shop down our street. The time when I tried to talk to Yunhee about this issue." He closed his eyes as he felt the pain in his heavy heart. "I know Taehyun saw me, our gaze met."

"Soobin.." you pulled him in for a hug, as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

"I was s-so scared. I can't talk to you because I w-was so scared. I'm not s-supposed to ignore you. B-but I can't bring m-myself to t-talk to you." He explained between sobs and hiccups. Guilt ate at you that very moment, how can you just ignore him and believe all the rumors without talking to him and hearing him?

You cupped his face am you pulled him in for an apologetic kiss. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry for not letting you explain. For shutting you out." He pressed his forehead to yours as he mumbled a soft sorry. "Sorry, for being a coward. Sorry for not cleaning this mess up as early as possible." He hugged you tighter.

That afternoon, your group of friends felt the easy atmosphere while having the snack at the cafeteria. They don't know what's up this time but everything just feels light and good. No one dared to talk about the atmosphere but everyone was relieved to their core.

"We'll go first, senior's duty. See you later again." Yeonjun announced.

"We'll go with you." The two girls chimed.

"I'll get going, still have something to do." Soobin excused himself as well. "Hyung wait up, I'll tag along!" The youngest trotted away, leaving the three of you in the cafeteria.

"What should we do now?" You asked the two as you tapped your fingers on the table. "I want to sleep, let's go to the infirmary." You and Taehyun followed Beomgyu to the school infirmary.

Taehyun sat at the window, hands inside his pocket. "What's gotten into you?" You asked him. He glanced at Beomgyu fast asleep before he looked down at his shoes. "Have you two made up? I mean, Soobin." He looked up at you, voice tinged with disappointment that an oblivious heart wouldn't notice. You nodded. "Everything was a simple miscommunication." You replied to him as you fidget with your fingers. "Oh, I see." "Yunhee was the one responsible for spreading the rumors, and that night... It wasn't Soobin. It was Kai." He almost scoffed at what you've said.

"Can you remember anything that happened after that night? He asked, hoping for a specific answer. " Nothing. Just you, taking care of me and being my shoulder to cry on." He faked a smile, "I'll just stay at the rooftop for a while."

"Is there something wrong?" You asked him, standing up from the bed you are seated on.

"None. Just want to clear my mind, I'm tired." He said as he walked out of the room.

Down the hallway, he saw Soobin carrying some boxes along with his classmates. He purposely bumped into his careful. "You should be careful. Hyung." He talked without looking back at Soobin, emphasizing every word. The latter merely confused with questions like 'What's his problem' thrown to him by his classmates.

Taehyun's words have a deeper meaning supposedly. He doesn't know how to act right. He's not like this. He used to be a calm and collected guy. He slumped down with his back on the rooftop door, whispering curses as tears flowed down his cheeks once again.

In the following days, you didn't see Taehyun anywhere. He's not home either whenever you went to visit him, or so you thought. He got distant from you. However, you did not pay it much mind. You think, maybe he was just busy.

You opened your door at the knock, welcoming Soobin inside. "You ready?" His smile is back once again, the bunny-like smile you loved seeing. His smile shined brighter than the sun outside. You intertwined your hands with him. You two were supposed to be on your first date, as a couple that got back together.

Soobin is always careful when planning for dates. Making sure to do and follow things according to plan. He makes sure that everything is aligned with what should be done at that certain time. From playing in the arcade to buying groceries, eating lunch, watching movies, going shopping and watching the sunset by the bay. He knows you love these types of dates. In order to earn back your trust, he made sure everything was alright.

"I enjoyed today. Thank you Soobin." You said as you opened the front door.

"I'm glad you did because I did too. Especially when you almost fell skating." He chuckled.

"Hey, that's not funny!" You frowned, plopping the grocery and shopping bags on your coffee table.

"Come here." Soobin motioned you to sit beside him after piling up the bags he was carrying along with yours.

"I'm really sorry, Soobin, I should've at least listened to you. It was my fault." He pulled you into a hug, gently caressing the back of your head with his huge hand. "Don't sweat it anymore, y/n. Besides, we're good now, aren't we?" He cupped your face. "I just hope miscommunication never happens again." He added. "Promise?" You showed your pinky finger, "Promise," he answered with a smile as he intertwined it with his.

He held your face once again as he pressed the softest kiss. Things escalated quickly, you can't deny that. Because your dress that you carefully picked this morning, was being taken off of you. The searing kiss you're sharing is making the both of you go nuts.

He pulled you on his lap, sliding the straps of your dress down your smooth shoulder.

"Fuck, love," the pet name he used even before rolled off his tongue casually, but hearing it again just now gives you goosebumps. He controls your waist as he lets you grind above him while you are straddling him. "Please, y/n keep going," he looks at you with pleading eyes.

You halt, earning a groan from him, bulge twitching beneath you. "Let's go to my room," eyes filled with love and longing. He carried you to your room, placing you down on the edge of the bed as he touched your lower lip. You looked up at his tall figure towering over you. You reached out your arms above you to his chest, unbuttoning his dress shirt, uncovering the hidden defined abs of your boyfriend. You slowly unbuckled his belt, pants pooling down to his feet. His mind flew somewhere, head reeling.

"W-what are you trying to do?" you chuckled at his obvious question. "Making amends," you shrugged.

He has nothing to hold on to aside from your shoulder as you palm him in his boxers. The soft gasps and groans he tried to muffle, came out hotter than you thought. You hooked your finger on the waistband of his boxers, his breathing hitched at the hot puffs to his exposed length that came from your mouth. He brushed your lips with his thumb once more, biting his own lip.

You give him a few kitten licks as you look up, practically making him hold his breath in with the sight in front of him. Your tiny hand wrapped around his hot and girthy cock, stroking him and prodding your tongue on his slit. Soobin hissed through his teeth as he closed his eyes at the sensation. This is not a normal way of apologizing but he is loving this.

You swirled your tongue on the head of his shaft resulting in him thrusting his hips forward. He muttered half-assed sorry with his mind flying around. You pressed your thumb on his tip, emitting a guttural moan from Soobin. It takes everything for him to keep himself steady.

"Y/n, love, please, n-no teasing," his voice hinted with urgency, "I-i thought you were s-supposed to m-make amends, n-not to t-torture me," he added.

"Okay then, whatever you say," you chimed.

"As much as I l-love the w-way you ap..apologize, I can't s-s-fuck!" you caught him off guard when you hollowed your cheek to suck his cock, the tip kissing your throat.

He was trembling, and his legs felt like jelly at the sensation, he wanted to pull back but his body was betraying him with how he slowly thrusts in your mouth. Your moans caused shivers to go down his spine and his needy eyes grew stronger.

"Y/n... Y/n.. fuck.. ohh," he was going out of his mind, the knot in his stomach about to burst as you taste the sweet and salty taste of his pre-cum. You once again looked up at him as he gently held your face, thrusting a bit stronger chasing his high. You gripped his legs to ground yourself.

"Mmnn! Fuck!" white spurts of cum painting your hot mouth and tongue, his legs and hips spasming. You showed him your cum-filled tongue before you swallowed it, licking the sides of your lips. "Pretty.. fucking hot," he commented as he swipes his fingers on your lips, checking if you were hurt.

He was about to go down on you when you stopped him, "You don't want me to?" he asked, confusion written on his face. "Do it next time. I-i want you inside me n-now," you shyly whispered, scooting over to the spacious bed. You felt the bed dip when Soobin climbed up as he removed his unbuttoned shirt. He kissed your shoulder, swiftly unzipping your dress with so much ease, throwing it away. "Condoms?" he pulled away, "Drawer, to the left," you replied.

He clumsily pulled the drawers, knocking other bottles as he grabbed the condoms out. "Let me do it," he smiled at your initiative, chuckling at how you fumbled to open the packaging. You wrapped it around his shaft in a slow sensual manner, making him curse from his post-nut sensitivity.

He lays you down carefully, littering your chest with a sloppy kiss, leaving you with splotchy red marks all over your neck and shoulder. "Tell me if it's too much," he strokes your hair, leaving a sweet tender kiss on your forehead, to which you simply nod.

"Should I tease you too?" he smirked at the thought forming in his mind, you pouted and whined a needy no to his face. But he did otherwise, gently tapping his heavy cock on your wet cunt, collecting your slick that's been dripping for a while now.

He started thrusting with only the tip of his cock while his face has a smirk plastered on his plump lips. "It won't fit," he lied. "P-please Soobin, I need y-you," your voice coming out with so much need. "Yeah? Is that right?" he kept on teasing you as you tried to lift your hips and fuck yourself on him. "How am I supposed to handle your oh-so-needy attitude," he chuckled, as you are slowly turning red from embarrassment. But you know he'll give in in no time, "S-soob please, I'm a-aching d-down there," you tried to reach for your clit to give it some friction only for your hands to be pinned by Soobin above your head. "Not so fast, darling, I thought you wanted to apologize?" His eyes speak volumes of lust, though. His eyes tell you he wanted to ruin you at this very moment, to fuck your brains out. "I'm really s--sorry Soobin, l-love, please let me h-hold you," he lets go of your hands to hide on your neck as he slowly entered your wet cunt.

You yelped at the sensation, he was big enough to give you a good stretch, and you clawed his back at how good you felt. You are sure that your scratch marks would last for days, he knows it too when he winced at the pain, but he loves the thought of it. Neither of you cared about it, all you wanted to last is the pleasure you are both feeling.

He stilled inside you, "Think you can do it? Can I move now?" He kissed your teary eyes. "I-i can take y-you," his ears rang at your words, and you felt his cock twitch inside you. "A-are you turned on by that, Soobin?" you wanted to make sure. "Mmm, you're so little compared to me, yet you're saying such a thing," he squeaked out, "What a brave little girl."

He started by thrusting slowly, elbows propped on both sides, hands continuously caressing your cheek as he occasionally pressed lingering kisses on your face.

"Fucking tight," he grinned, "stop c-clenching, I won't last long w-with that," his hips stuttered a few times.

"I-i can't, you f-feel so g-good, Soob, s-so... So b-big," you grab one of his arms to make him feel the bulge on your stomach. "Here. Ahh.. you are reaching h-here, ohh fuck, feels... Agh..." he smiled at how you can't form coherent words, his cock twitching inside, thrusting harder with a goal in his mind, to poke a bigger bulge on your stomach.

You clenched again, for the second time around, about to cream his cock. "I-i'm close," he stopped thrusting and rubbed slow circular motion on your clit, you thrashed around, complaining and wailing. "S-soobin, no, love, please. Ngh! Ahh! I want to c-cum!" A tear dropped from your eyes as Soobin cooed at you, "You wanted it so much, sweetie?" he grinned and you nodded eagerly. He pulled out of you all the way, and you cried at the empty feeling, "Fuck yourself on me then," he ordered as he lays down and let you climb up above him.

You weren't happy at how he was edging you, so you pulled his condoms out, sinking yourself on his cock in one go, Soobin was stunned as he cursed loudly along with your soured face from the stretch, "B-baby, this is w-wrong," he was so nervous at what can happen. "I'll let you p-pull out," you simply replied as he nodded back at you absentmindedly, because how is he supposed to pull out when you are on top of him?

You started fucking yourself on him, as you placed your hands on his hard chest. "Shit, I can feel you so r-raw," he cursed multiple times at the dragging feeling.

The familiar knot in your stomach is about to snap when he angled you hitting the best spot. Soobin saw how your expression was gone from soft to a fucked out one. You did not say anything, afraid that he might edge you again, so you just continued moving until your legs trembled. White ring pooling on the base of his cock as you creamed his shaft. "F-fuck Soob... Ahh." The soft moans seemed like they were coming straight out of porn as he helped you ride your high. And that's when you decided to overstimulate yourself to make him cum again.

"Angel, d-don't.. shit, w-what are you d-doing!" He can no longer grip your waist, his hands felt weak nearing his high. His mouth hung open, head buried back on the pillow with his hand clasped on his mouth.

You felt his hips stutter, along with the spasming of his legs as he gripped at the bed sheet, knuckles white.

You crashed down on his chest and you let him thrust more into you slowly as he hugged you tight. "A-apology.. apology accepted." He muttered lowly. You planted a visible love bite on his neck, emitting a groan from his hoarse voice. "Y/n.. no more..." He's straight out tired, whining, yet loving the feeling of how your tongue dances on his neck. "No more? But you're still thrusting." You popped the bubble above his head, chuckling at how he bit his lip with red cheeks.

He slowly pulled out and you both winced and hissed at the sensation, your mixed cum flowing out of your cunt. Too tired to clean yourself up, Soobin just grabbed his boxers and pants to put them back on and covered you with his dress shirt, you didn't even know when you fell asleep.

You woke up with an arm wrapped around your waist, the steady rhythm of a heartbeat, and the quiet puffs of breath. You squirmed slowly to get off the bed without waking Soobin up as you headed straight to his bathroom, washing your face and cleaning yourself. You rummaged through his cabinet, finding some proper clothes to wear. You pulled on his black t-shirt and put it on without anything beneath, going back to the bed to be engulfed in a warm embrace.

You stared at his peaceful sleeping face as you thought to yourself, "Miscommunication isn't a good thing, we need to work on this, or else we might end up separating completely." You kiss his cheek as you get back to sleep again.

@binniesbooks 2024

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tubattutu · 5 months ago

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✧˖°♡ ass or boobs ?

summary: txts preference for ass or boobs !

warnings: smut, nipple play in soobins and kais, doggy style, reverse cowgirl, riding, nicknames (baby, good girl), lmk if i missed any !

a/n: this wasn’t requested but it just popped up in my head and i had to do this😭

— yeonjun - ass

he def loves your ass, especially when you guys are doing it in doggy style

‘fuck- just like that baby..’ yeonjun groans, squeezing your ass cheek as his balls slap against your ass, his cock hitting all the right spots inside you. all you could do was let moans spill from your lips, a high pitched moan escaping your mouth as he spanked your ass, the bed softly creaking as he increased his pace.

— soobin - boobs

he LOVES your boobs, definitely loves sucking on them when you two are alone finally

‘soob..’ you whine, your fingers softly running through his smooth hair. his tongue skillfully ran over your nipple, his pouty lips wrapped around the sensitive bud, softly sucking on your nipple. his hands fondled and gently squeezed your breasts, his breath hitching a bit as you gently scratched his scalp.

— beomgyu - ass

def loves watching it as you do it in reverse cowgirl

‘s-shit.. shake that ass for me baby..’ he pants, his deep voice only making you wetter as you bounced on his cock, a soft, low moan escaping his mouth as you pussy takes his cock so well, his hands softly running over your ass and bucking his hips up a bit. you let out a soft moan, bouncing on his cock a bit faster. his lips part, his hands moving to grip your hips, squeezing them.

— taehyun - ass

a lot like yeonjun, loves watching it and spanking it in doggy style

‘such a good girl for me..’ he groans, pounding into your cervix quickly as your ass jiggles with each thrust, loud, soft moans uncontrollably slipping out of your mouth, his cock so deep inside you, you felt like you could feel it in your stomach. he spanks your ass, leaving a light pink mark on your skin, increasing his speed. you whine his name, your fingers softly gripping onto the sheets beneath you to hold on.

— hyuka - boobs

like soobin, loves sucking on them a lot, especially when you ride him

‘so good..’ he murmured, his voice whiny as he watched you grind against his cock, his cheeks a soft, light pink and his lips slightly swollen from the long make out session you both had previously. his eyes darted to your tits, biting his bottom lip to hold back any moans, but it wasn’t really doing much clearly. he sits up a bit, his pink lips wrapping around your nipple as he suckled softly, moaning against your skin and squeezing your tits.

#txt x reader #txt moa #txt #txt smut #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt ot5 #smut #i don’t know what other tags to add #THIS WAS SO FUN TO MAAAAKE #also send in asks my mind is blank😔

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getoogles · 1 year ago

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; CHOI SOOBIN 🐰 netflix and chill (atwb! 1)

part two | atwb! masterlist

— note; this series was posted on my ao3 just under a year ago. now it's here :) terry’s chapter following soon🤍ish. bold dialogue is in english. edited.

— synopsis; soobin had an agenda when he made plans with you for the night you arrived back in korea, consisting of jjk 0 and some much-needed late night cuddling. if 'fate' decided other things should occur, who are you to deny it? 5.8k words.

— cw; hella fluff, smut, poly relationship (ot5 + you), long distance relationship, yn usage like twice, idol txt, actor reader, domtop male reader, pervy & desperate soob 😋, dry humping, unprotected sex, kind of rough sex, multiple orgasms.

the doorbell rings throughout their home just as the sun begins to set, all five inside perking up like meerkats at the familiar sound. even beomgyu and yeonjun pause their minor argument to turn their heads towards the source of the noise. since the moment you had told them you were boarding the plane for your first flight, the idols had been buzzing with energy, enough to rival the day of their comeback performances.

“he's finally here!”

"HYUNGGG!!!”

"shut up, man. you're so loud." taehyun throws beomgyu out of the way to unlock the door, his light scowl turning into a bright grin as soon as your figure comes into view. the second-youngest lunges at you with a delighted squeal, knocking the breath out of your lungs and the bag out of your hand in the process. “i’m so happy to see you, oh my god.”

“oof— aha i missed you too, tyun.” you laugh, but you don’t have much time to give him the squeeze you both desired before you’re being dragged inside by kai and lofted with the weight of four more bodies.

“where did our manager go? did he leave?”

“yeah, he said he didn’t want to seventh-wheel.” you shrug and the rest nod in agreement. he gets ignored often enough as it is.

the dorm floods with golden light as taehyun and hyuka help you bring in your luggage, before ushering you into the main living area, shoes and coat left behind in the small entryway. your eyes widen and your steps falter in mild surprise when your eyes fall on the actually visible room, “don’t tell me you guys actually cleaned up the place?”

“only for you babe,” beomgyu winks at you, sneaking his arms around your waist to lean on your shoulder in a hug. you wrap your own around his shoulders and grasp his face with one hand, bringing it close so you could press your lips all over his handsome features — long-hair suited him so well. he erupts into a fit of giggles, positively glowing at the much-anticipated physical affection.

“really? you’re so sweet to me gyu.”

“look at him taking all the credit! he didn't even do anything,” kai protests, now relaxing on the couch with a dolphin squishmallow cosied into his arms. he opens them up when you look in his direction, plushie quickly forgotten, and pulls an adorable pout. “hueningie wants cuddles~!”

“yah! i folded all the blankets and put the pillows in aesthetically pleasing places! what did you do?” you let out a laugh at their bickering and give beomgyu one more kiss on his temple, before walking out of his embrace to fall into the blonde’s. he’s soft and comfortable, his warmth nothing short of the perfect remedy after your long travels.

kai wiggles with joy under your weight, and then is quick to wrap all four of his limbs around your body. you innocently kiss his neck in greeting at first, before unleashing a fury of fingers against his sides. while you know how the youngest can become scarily immune to such attacks, it catches him off-guard and you spoil yourself with his sweet laughter. your heart flutters terribly at the sound. oh, how you’d missed them.

beomgyu is next on the pile when he throws himself onto your back and effectively knocks the wind out of the both of you, you for now the second-time since you arrived. oh, physical affection. the rest of your boyfriends surely make their way over, and soon you’re all a puddle of body parts.

it’s only when taehyun speaks up from his spot under yeonjun’s arm and the opposite end of the couch that the body pile stirs some minutes later, “have you eaten yet, hyung?” not forsaking its opportunity to shine, your stomach growls with the strength of ten starving men before you could answer. taehyun laughs as he gently wrestles his way out, “i guess not. should we order something?”

“oh my god, yeah,” you all but moan at the mention of an irresistible takeout, “i’ve missed korean food.”

“me too! my digestive system needs to remember home!” soobin whines. “i want tteobokki.”

yeonjun flicks the younger on the neck, a pale red mark beginning to bloom almost instantly as soobin yelps, “it’s not about you – yn?”

“anything’s good when I’m eating with you guys. do you know what would make it better though?"

"what?"

"if it was free… one!”

“two!”

“three!” “four!"

“five!”

“five-! aish, fine.” soobin admits his defeat fairly quick with a meek smile, met with laughter and cheeky comments at his fortune.

"thank you, bunny!” now you’re all separated, for the most part, your cuddling with the youngest had yet to cease, you blow soobin an enthusiastic kiss. but that’s not enough for him. he crawls to your side on all fours, capturing your face to kiss you deeply before pinching your unguarded butt in return for your teasing.

“this is your welcome back gift, just so you know hyung. on top of watching the movie with me tonight.”

"mhm, okay loser." after that kai swats him away, not unlike an annoying fly, and squeezes you closer, his hand reaching to rub the inflicted area. you indulge his cute pampering with a kiss, missed you.

“oh? what’re you watching?” taehyun glances up from his phone, seeing as this was the first he was hearing of it. soobin rolls his eyes and explains that he's definitely mentioned it before — most likely not even a couple of hours ago because he's been so excited — but when met with blank stares, he still has to jog their memories.

they all knew how big of a fan the two of you were. the movie had come out a while ago, but you wanted to watch it together and so had planned to do just that once life had granted the opportunity. and that opportunity would be tonight. the other four had been invited at some point, yet they had all passed it up. the offer seemed much more tempting now that it dangled before them as there seemed to be some second thoughts.

with the release of the name chapter: temptation and their world (read: asia & usa) tour, and your own work and promotions, quick video calls and frequent texting were the only things available to tide your relationships over. you were all itching to spend some essential quality time together. now that their band had thankfully been granted a two-week break (though far from enough) before freefall activities, and you found a gap in your schedule, it was time to make back all of the missed moments. soobin was the lucky one to win the first patch of alone time.

with no further comments, beomgyu switches on the playstation and pulls up mortal kombat, passing you your personal controller as a silent invitation. you spin around in kai's arms so you’re lying back-to-chest between his strong legs, your own resting on taehyun’s who sat at the other end of the couch. one of kai's hands rests on your throat, finger drawing absentminded patterns on the skin of your neck. soobin had settled besides you on the floor, head resting next your waists while he orders his desired tteok, tossing other food items into the basket when requested. yeonjun had folded himself over beomgyu’s back like a koala, the two holding each other up on the floor not unlike a piece of human art.

ah, you’d missed this so much.

it’s not long before the food arrives, but in that time you managed to heave your luggage into their shared walk-in closet, unpack the necessities, and take a quick shower. when you return wearing an assortment of your boyfriends’ clothes, kai and soobin are in the middle of a bloody duel, closely tied when the doorbell rings for the last time that night. it’s late, just a little past eleven when you’re finally unpacking the food (kai won).

“soobin-ah, should we just start with everyone here?” he frowns at the suggestion, confusion building on his features. you said you’d watch it together. alone.

“they won’t understand anything, though.” is the first thing that comes to his mind. actually, a straight-up ‘no’ was, but that would’ve been too harsh. not to mention it only would’ve made them jump to do the opposite, knowing the rest.

“it’s the prequel, dummy.” your defence is completely solid against his weak reasoning – no prior knowledge was technically necessary. you can tell he'd rather they didn’t bombard the pair of you with relentless questions though, and to be honest you did feel the same. the infinite love you had for the maknaes wasn’t enough to part ways with the crumbs of animated satosugu available. they don’t seem to want it that bad anymore, anyway, “but that’s fine, let’s watch something else.”

a popular thriller drama is put on the screen as you all settle down with your food, eating to your hearts content and feeling at peace for the first time in a while. one after the other, as the clock ticked on and stomachs filled up, your partners disappear to their rooms, although not without bidding both you and soobin a sweet goodnight.

after downing the rest of his drink, beomgyu places a kiss on your lips tasting sweet with beer, asking (more like telling) you to join him after you’d finished up. he’s quickly satisfied with your enthusiastic nods, smiling at you before he stumbles off sleepily. beomgyu is all but noise and spirit except when he’s tired or asleep, so waking up next to your own sleeping beauty was a peace like none other.

then, it’s just the pair of you in the living room, barely lit by the ending credits rolling on the screen. soobin rises from the reaccumulated mass of blankets and pillows to flick on a lamp and illuminate the dark a bit more. you do the same and stand, stretching your arms above as you do so. a series of satisfying cracks ring out as your spine snaps back into action, prompting soobin to look back at you with a concerned look.

he's met with the sight of your lower stomach peeking out from where your shirt pulls up, eyes focusing in on the happy trail that descends into your shorts. the low, content moan that falls from your lips is the cherry on top that makes his face flare with heat. quickly averting his eyes, soobin starts packing away the leftovers with a quickening heart. he can’t help but laugh at himself, a tad embarrassed at his schoolgirl antics, not unlike an attentive virgin around his crush.

when you move to help him and grab your own remains, the younger relaxes under the impression you'd missed your effect on him, clearly failing to notice the small smirk on your face. although soobin knew his perverted tendencies were about as hidden as thief in broad daylight, even among his beloved fans, he managed to play coy admiringly well. that being said and knowing him as intimately as you did, you’d be lying if you said you weren't expecting him to make a move tonight. but it was getting quite late, and travelling was never an easy forte, even for the seasoned. you even wondered how you’d make it through the movie without dozing off.

as soon as the pair of you had cleaned up sufficiently, you were back on the couch and searching for the much-anticipated movie. you take a seat on one end of the sofa and soobin steals the chance to lay his head on your lap, with his tall body taking residence over the rest.

“wah! i’m so excited!”

“uh, you’re telling me. i haven’t craved seeing someone in moving pixels this much in my life. or two someones. three.” soobin gives you a sideways glance, “i mean anything besides your fancams~! my handsome, talented baby,” his side-eye is gone in an instant with your compliment, a beautiful, dimpled grin taking residence instead. the idol wiggles closer to you, if possible, to bury his flustered expression and giggles into your stomach. he was so adorable.

the opening scene begins with yuta's bullying (awww, poor guy - soobin) and rika's innovative revenge (holy shit, never mind - soobin) and it’s not long before the both of you become absorbed in the plot. it’s only when geto shows up at jujutsu high to state his war on humankind that he stirs. well, when you eventually take notice. he had been writhing in place for a while, until he was all-but doing three-sixty rotations in a poor attempt to get comfortable.

“you good?”

soobin starts at the question and freezes, before brushing off your concern, “no, no. i’m fine.” he spins once more until he’s lying on his side to face the tv. you stare at his gorgeous side profile with an eyebrow raised for a beat and then decide not to push. however you make some adjustments yourself, lifting your hips up to slide down in your seat and take some pressure off your ass that was beginning to grow numb. both soobin’s head and mind follow the movement, the distraction meaning he’s surprised when your hand slips under his shirt to rub at his stomach. it tenses at your touch and he gasps.

you definitely don’t miss how he flinches this time. your hand stops almost immediately and you lift it up from his skin, breaking all contact. the next thing he knows, you’re fully leaning over to look at his face, your upside-down image still unfairly attractive.

“soobin what’s wrong?”

“your hands are cold," he whines and places his larger one over yours briefly, but it sounds more like he’s trying to convince himself that's all it is, than convincing you. you grow even more concerned with the meagre excuse and keep your eyes training on him like a hawk, eventually catching him adjusting his shorts. he knows you're looking. there's no doubt about it. it’s harder to hide your snicker as the cogs turn and twist into place.

after some silence you lean back once again, much more relaxed this time, and resume your gentle touches on his supple skin. soobin’s ears flush brightly. his breathing deepens ever so. slowly, you make your way down until your fingers can toy with the elastic band of his boxers, acting none the wiser.

soobin's fingers circle your wrist with no strength behind them, but you pause again anyway, waiting for it. when you don’t say anything, your boyfriend shuffles until he’s on his back and looking up at you, dark hair soft when it falls onto your thighs with gravity. clothing all skew, he meets your eyes, almost shameless as he tugs gently on your wrist.

“keep going, please hyung.” you grin wickedly. there it is. he could be so stubborn when he wanted to, but this clearly wasn’t one of those times. you give a pleased hum and press harder, near groping at the plush of his abs. he moans softly, eyes closing. it gets you racing. an insatiable urge to swallow your lover up overcomes you like a wave, and you find yourself eating up his every reaction. you needed to hear more, see more, feel more.

your hand roams all over his body, his chest, his small waist, his toned thighs – everywhere but the one place he needed you the most. a whine pierces the air.

“you’re not being fair jagiii,” his sharp eyes drop to your crotch and back up to you as he presses his lips against your sex, voice dropping low. “didn’t you miss me? i missed you so much hyung, missed you inside me,”

oh fuck. you watch, entranced, as soobin mouths at your bulge. the sight makes you throb, hips twitching forward in response. it's enough for you to start palming at his tented shorts, his big cock almost fully hard with you barely touching him, and his response is everything you dreamed of. quiet, airy moans slip from pretty pink lips as he ruts into your hand, eyes rolling shut once again. his hand lands on top of yours and pushes down firmly, desperate for something more. it’s intoxicating, beyond what his memory could give credit to, and even that loses its strength as he feels his sanity slipping away with every second that passes.

you use your other hand to run through his hair, tugging lightly as you whisper to him, "this what you wanted, baby? feels good?" you know soobin’s close when his legs start to tremble, and his noises get louder, your name slipping from his mouth in a single-minded trance. he’s reaching a crescendo, feeling himself teetering on the edge of a long-awaited climax at your hands. almost there, so close, he sighs breathlessly, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

but then you stop moving, palm still cupping his erection, and his eyes fly open. “hyung? why, why? please?” it’s endearing how he bundles closer to your body, and then once he realises your positions aren’t effective in reaching his goal, he’s clambering onto your lap with all the grace of an overgrown bunny. he looms over you, lean body caging yours in. it’s really nothing short of amusing, despite how worked up you both are.

“you’re cute, binnie. i love it when you get so needy like this; it makes me wanna take you apart, piece,” one hand plants itself on his plump ass, “by piece.” the other finds his other cheek. he doesn’t get the chance to react to your words before you’re drawing his hips closer, a yelp falling from his lips while he grabs your shoulder for balance at the rough movement. not needing any extra prompt, soobin hurriedly sets up his own pace, fast and uneven flits of his length into your lower stomach.

“shit! oh fuck, fuck,” so loud. you crash your lips onto his, sucking, biting, and pulling at the tender flesh to swallow his moans. despite the heat building up, you’re acutely aware of the time and didn’t currently want an audience. your touches are far from gentle though, making it hard for your boyfriend to control himself. you pinch and scratch at his hips and juicy ass, knowing your bunny liked a little pain. “i’m gonna cum,”

“yeah? you gonna cum for me baby, all over hyung's stomach?” soobin’s moans rise in pitch at the thought of his seed painting your skin, a tune worthy of a world-class singer, and you find yourself rutting against his ass unconsciously, your bottom lip tucked between your teeth. not long after that soobin is squirting and soiling his shorts with a vulgar wail, thighs constricting besides your own as pleasure racks his body. his body burns hot, not helped by your soft kisses on his neck and face as he comes down, chest heaving with his panting.

your touches slow until your hands land on his waist below his shirt, skin slightly damp from exertion. when his head clears, he flashes you a lazy grin before burrowing into your neck and encasing you in a firm embrace.

“’m so happy you’re back, you don’t even know.” his warm breath sends tingles down your spine. you hum and let your head fall back, closing your eyes as you feel him nip lightly at your neck. he’s still seated on your very stimulated crotch, you note, as you throb under his weight. “…i meant what I said before; want you inside me.”

you crack open one eye to see him now staring you down with a hard look, and you sigh despite the jumps in beat your heart takes at his words. exhaustion had settled deep in your bones at this point — you’re certain that if your crafty boyfriend hadn’t stolen your attention, you would’ve been far into the realm of dreams. “i’m sooo sleepy though.”

“i’ll ride you,” both eyebrows are raised at the suggestion. choi soobin, just about the most unathletic person you know, and runner up for txt's pillow prince – hyuka sat rightfully at first place – is offering to do all of the work. not that he hasn’t plenty times before, and very well mind you, it’s just not often proposed by him, and rarely with as much enthusiasm.

“we still gotta prep you.” you point out. soobin breaks out into a sheepish smile, looking away from you in mild embarrassment.

“i already did it.” looks like your intuition was correct. one round was usually unsatisfactory for all of your boys, but soobin especially seemed to have the highest sex drive out of the six of you. hands start to fiddle with your shirt's neckline in growing timidness at your silence. the mix of liquids that made home in his boxers quickly lose their warmth, sticking to his body in a way that made his skin crawl. “babe i told you, i missed you.”

“i know that. don’t think i didn’t feel the same, soobin-ah. i missed you more than the world, and you know that. you guys have each other, at least.”

at the sight of your frown, soobin quickly backtracks, not wanting to ask more of you if you weren't in the mood. he's more than aware of how taxing the constant distance from all five of them is on you, “i know, i know, i’m sorry, hyung. it’s fine if you don’t wanna do anymore tonight. we have time, right?”

he kisses you roughly on the cheek a handful of times in an apology, the soft muscle becoming firmer as your smile builds. the movement inevitably causes some friction where your dick lays nestled beneath him, and when the leader readjusts to continue his flurry of attacks, a small moan slips out of your mouth. he latches onto it with speed, starting to roll his hips down in light provocation, “i can leave you like this if you really want me to…”

you have to stifle a groan. soobin knows it's working despite your attempts. he targets your neck again with his teeth careful not to leave harsh marks and relying on his memory to hit your weakest spots. it certainly isn’t long with his firm rocking until your mind is made up. after you pat his thigh, soobin slides off your lap. he watches with curious eyes as you stand tall, eyes falling to the extremely noticeable tent in your shorts.

you purposefully move over to the tv stand to rustle in its drawers before you return, a bottle of lube and a condom in hand. soobin eyes the shiny rectangle in your hand with slight disdain, and you reiterate your tired state as well as point out that he always hated cleaning up after you came in him, regardless of how much he loved it in the moment.

“the first time we fuck in months and you’re gonna put a piece of rubber between us, that’s crazy.” is his response.

“oh, hush. you really don’t want to use it?” he shakes his head. with that, you throw it on the coffee table and the younger beams, showing no falter in his joy when you warn, “i’m pulling out though. back against the armrest.”

once soobin’s comfortably settled with a cushion behind him, you slip between his open legs and lean down to kiss him passionately. as your tongues caress each other, you work to pull off his shorts and boxers, feeling him shiver when the air hits his wet cock, still hard, you're not surprised to see. soobin’s hand squeezes into your own shorts, long fingers wrapping around your pulsing sex. the contact sends a shock of pleasure up your spine and absentmindedly you admit there’s no way you would’ve been able to fall asleep without taking care of it.

swiping your tip with his thumb and collecting your precum, soobin sets a fast pace fisting your cock, pulling a series of gasps from you. he whines against your lips, squirming underneath you in growing impatience, “where’s the lube?”

it takes you a second to register his question, but once it does you blindly reach for where it lay momentarily forgotten next to your bodies and hand it to him, next tugging your pants down just enough for your length to spring out in all its glory. soobin can't help but stare as he drizzles a generous amount on your girth, gulping down the saliva building in his mouth. he lines you up without a moment's delay and soon you’re sinking into his heat.

“you got all ready for me, bun, did it so well.” you sigh, taken aback by the ease with which you pressed in. he keens lowly at your praise and pet name, long legs coming to curl around your hips and knees spread wide as he gives himself up to you. he took extra-long in the shower that day fingering himself open, heart racing at the thought of finally being with you again, at your long-missed touch and attention. the flush on his face spreads throughout his body wildly at the memory.

having eased your way fully into his tight ass, you sit for a moment and take in the feeling of your balls pressed against his rim; it was already getting difficult to think straight. soobin can't take the lack of motion, hips restless in protest of the intrusion, "p-please, please move. don't wait."

you slowly pick up a firm and steady rhythm with his begs, the sounds of your hips smacking wetly on soobin’s ass and thighs filling the air. he watches you through lust-filled eyes, cursing and whining under his breath, sight low at first to watch as you fuck in and out of him skillfully, then moving up to drink up your sinful expressions.

meeting your boyfriend's blown eyes, you moan quietly at his debauched appearance, his damp hair and swollen lips. the air is filled with your combined noises and the obscene sounds of your entanglement, pushing you further into the webs of shameless bliss. you hiss as you try and keep yourself composed under his gaze, hands falling to his toned waist to keep him right where you wanted him.

“fuck, baby you... ” you pause your sentence to gasp, mouth falling open at a particular hard drive of your hips. “you look so pretty like this, such a m-mess,” soobin arches with a loud whine and you feel him squeeze around you deliciously.

he all but purrs your name in response, a hand slipping under your shirt to rest on your chest. he tugs at a nipple until it pebbles between his slim fingers, palming at the fat surrounding it. soobin knows exactly what buttons to press, evident when your head falls forward and you fuck into him harder, white-hot ecstasy engulfing your body.

the couch groans softly under the rocking motions of your combined weight. whatever composure he managed to weave together quickly falls apart again, girlish moans falling from his puffy lips as your tip kisses his prostate with every thrust. “haaah—! ah, ah, ah fuck! just like that please, don't stop,”

the younger writhes endlessly under your hold, not forgetting his manners despite feeling like his brain had clocked out for the night. you're more than happy to feed the cutie’s demands, kissing and licking at his exposed adams's apple as it bobs with his moans, “i know bunny, i know.”

it's like someone had sparked a light and picked up his nerves to dangle above the flame. he didn't have much time to settle from his earlier climax, and now he's getting fucked into the couch by you for the first time in an eternity, leaving him breathless as another raced to make itself known. pausing, you shuffle back on your knees and tug a willing soobin towards you, so his back is now fully flat against the seats. you sit up straighter to then unravel his legs from your waist and pull the one closest to the backrest onto your shoulder. you hold the back of his other thigh and press it towards his chest, leaning your weight on it.

the new position tugs at his hamstrings in a way that burns positively and allows you to reach deeper and deeper, enough that soobin could easily be convinced you were in his stomach. when you start up again the reaction is immediate. his head shoots back, spine arching as he fumbles for his girth that had since lay neglected, weeping clear puddles onto his creamy skin. he uses one large fist to jerk himself off in time with your strokes, the other reaching around your body to grab at your bare ass and pull you in further. it doesn’t do much to accomplish that end, seeing as you were already skin-to-skin, yet the manifestation of his sinful desires makes you feel feral.

“uhhh so ff-ucking good! fill me up baby, need it, waited f' so long,” he cries out, impressively still coherent in his begging. by this point you’re certain those still awake could hear everything, but that would be a problem for tomorrow’s you to deal with. his words fly straight to your dick, and you find yourself briefly doubting your choice not to.

soobin fucks himself down onto you to the best of his ability, aching length left behind to tightly circle your waist with his legs once again and pull you onto his lips. it isn’t long then, till his toes are curling with deep pleasure as his second peak hits, whimpering out ‘hyung’ and ‘thank you’ while his cock spurts his load strongly onto his shirt.

“wait, soobin. shit, i’m gonna fucking cum!” you can't help but rut into his ass with a deteriorating rhythm as you tumble closer to your own climax, and reconsider pulling out once again — he was so warm around you… and he asked so nicely… it was always hard saying no to him. but you remember the lateness once more, and imagine his complaining tomorrow, something his wet eyes and captivating sounds can't negate. choice chosen.

you'll make it up to him later.

it takes every piece of your remaining strength — and willpower — to break soobin’s firm brace around your body and pull out from his warmth, but you succeed pretty easily with his boneless state. it leaves you scrambling to regain balance with one hand and to fist yourself with the other before your orgasm comes crashing down relentlessly, your cum joining the intimate liquid already smeared all over the younger's dick and stomach.

you stay in that position for a minute, waiting until the intense light-headedness passes before you blink open your clenched and teary eyes. soobin avoids eye-contact with pursed lips, knowing what was coming.

“yah. what’re you playing at, keeping your legs around me like that?” you scold him in a whisper, using your clean hand to squeeze at his cheeks and turn his head towards you.

“sorry,” he replies, words failing to match up with his tone. he takes your ‘little shit’ with a cheeky smile, tugging you down to fully rest on him. he’s past overstimulated by this point, so it’s a little uncomfortable, but he pushes past it to give your upper body some rest. his fingers play with the damp curly hair at the base of your neck, the other massaging your arm while you catch your breath.

you could fall asleep right then and there, you think to yourself, eyes having closed against your will. you check the time on your phone, seeing that you were now well into the early morning of the next day. stifling a yawn, you eventually pick yourself up from soobin’s chest and tug off your drenched shirt. he’s drifting in and out of sleep himself, making you smile as you use the shirt to wipe his stomach down and rid yourselves of as much fluid as you can.

“oi, that’s mine. i just washed it.” he complains through half-shut eyes, coming out in a low drawl.

“too bad. you should take off yours too; you squirted all over it.” soobin waves you off, slapping your thigh at your crude choice of words. he helps you pull back up your shorts, before you stand up and stretch, cringing a little at the temporary sweat patch left behind in the shape of your legs. he asks you to pass him his own and you do so, throwing them at his face with a big yawn. “so sleepy.”

you stumble off into the kitchen to grab two bottles of water from the fridge. when you return, soobin is up too, now topless, and the tv is off. the room is noticeably warmer despite the lack of bodies, and the heavy smell of sex permeates the room. it’s only then that you remember, slightly disappointed, that you were in the middle of watching something — guess you’ll finish it another time. he pads behind you on shaky feet as you head to the bedrooms, taking the cold bottle you hand him with a small thanks.

“are you sleeping with beomgyu?” you hum in response, coincidentally stopping in front of the brunet’s door. soobin pouts at not being able to get his due post-sex cuddles, but he knows that he can certainly find time to do so within the next few days. he shuffles forward to give you a sweet kiss on the forehead, “sleep well, hyung. thank you for taking care of me. i love you.”

“i love you too, bun. night.”

you peel open the door as soobin makes his way to his own bedroom, trying to let as little light from the corridor in as possible. while you get comfortable for bed, beomgyu doesn’t stir. it’s only when you pull up the covers and slip underneath that he jolts.

“mmh? yn?” you wince at his rumbling voice, annoyed that you’d woken him up but taking the opportunity to pick up speed, settle in on your back and slip your arm under his raised head. the room’s light enough with the approach of dawn that you can just make out his sleepy expression and an array of brown hair up at odd angles, it was an adorable sight. in a hushed voice you answer and urge him back to sleep. yet even without the confirmation, beomgyu had already put his arm around your waist to cuddle up and rest his head on your chest.

“’m so happy you’re back, hyung.” your legs tangle together in second nature, your arms holding him close to you. a small smile pulls at your lips as you finally close your eyes, too exhausted for much else.

“me too, gyu. me too.”

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