#baek juho fic

[slytherinshua]

HOLD ME TIGHT

genre. a little tension but not truly e2l. mutual pining/misunderstandings. kinda fluffy. entirely based on motorcyclist!zuho. warnings. briefly mentioned that zuho & reader are spies/assassins. wounds and injuries mentioned (not in detail). zuho is hot (and cute) and rides a motorcycle. pairing. zuho x fem!reader. wc. 2.6k. a/n. originally got the idea from the lyrics of 'tight' and @eternalgyu's delusions 😭 but it strayed a little away from the first inspiration... hope it's still okay tho

“As long as you hold me tight, we’ll be good.” Juho’s deep voice filled your ears as if in a daze. You forced your head to nod to him, though you had barely processed his words. You weren’t in the best of circumstances at the moment— having gotten beaten up pretty badly just an hour before. Your teammate had been in a different area, and only found you once he was done with his portion of the mission. At least you had taken out the enemy, though.

Now it was just a transportation problem. You couldn’t ride your own motorcycle back to base considering your condition. This forced Juho to clench his jaw and offer for you to ride with him. He didn’t want to. Frankly, he didn’t want to have any reason to even talk to you, but he kept being assigned the same missions as you, so now, here he was.

You didn’t really annoy him. Well, maybe a little— but not in the way people usually did. You were clearly very good at your job, and your charisma was clear in the way you carried out every mission. Juho would be lying if he didn’t hold a lot of respect for you. He was known to be a bit cold to the team, rarely ever talking to anyone besides Taeyang. He particularly avoided you, only because whenever he was in your presence, his brain didn’t seem to think straight.

In short, you distracted him. A lot. He wasn’t one to catch feelings on the job, especially this job, where the circumstances were always teetering on the edge of life or death. But it seemed like you broke all his rules. He had encased his heart behind a thick metal wall, yet somehow, you had already started making a dent in it.

You didn’t think anything of the way he was glaring at you— you couldn’t think of a time when he hadn’t glared at you. But you weren’t appreciating the way your inebriated mind was racing with a thought. Just 1 thought.

Baek Juho looked hot when angry.

Given that you were bleeding and not entirely sober at the moment, the thought was beyond absurd. But it was probably because you were injured and intoxicated that those thoughts allowed themselves to enter your mind.

You were dizzy as you clumsily pushed your body up onto the back of the motorcycle. Juho waited until you were on and secure to take his seat. You tried to put on your helmet, but due to your slight head injury, you couldn’t put on your helmet without worsening the open wound. You heard Juho curse under his breath as you winced in pain.

“I’ll drive safely. Ditch the helmet.” He commanded, sliding on his own helmet and revving up the engine. “I’m not going to start until you’re holding on.” He muttered. Your brain caught onto his annoyed tone, and you quickly placed your hands on his shoulders, just slightly gripping his jacket.

“That’s not gonna do a thing.” He commented, grabbing one of your hands and moving it to his waist. Your breath caught up in your throat. In order to hold his waist securely, you had to rest your head against his back. His rather attractive, strong, broad back. You were screwed.

Juho finally started driving once you were holding him as tight as he felt necessary. You were thankful that it wasn’t too much of a windy night, otherwise the breeze would’ve been sure to agitate your wounds. There wasn’t much you could talk about over the sound of the motorcycle, so you kept silent. As you sobered up, you grew evermore aware of how tense Juho was. Was he always this rigid?

To your surprise, when he stopped the motorcycle, you weren’t in front of your team’s base, but instead, a small house. Juho cleared his throat seconds after he had stopped, bringing your attention to the way you were still clinging to his middle. You quickly brought your hands away from him in embarrassment, catching your balance as you got off the vehicle. You were still in a lot of pain, but at least your head was clearer than before. A good 2 am drive did wonders for your mental health.

“Make yourself at home.” Juho said as he opened the door to the house. You weren’t sure what you were expecting from Juho’s home, but you definitely hadn’t bargained that it would be this… warm.

The first thing you were met with when you stepped inside was the meowing of a cat. A light orange short haired cat soon appeared from another room, mewling up at Juho, quick to give his legs affectionate rubs with his head.

Juho coughed, “Don’t mind Huru. I haven’t been home in a while. I hope you’re not allergic to cats?” He queried, looking back at you as he picked up the cat in his arms, cradling the little boy lovingly.

You were dumbfounded. The Juho in front of you was like a completely different person. You tried to rub your eyes to see if you were just seeing things when you caught onto a smile on his face. Baek Juho smiling. Your teammates would think you were crazy if you told them about this later.

“N-no. I’m fine with cats.” You mumbled a late response to his question, standing awkwardly at the doorway. You had discarded your work boots, but now didn’t know where to go or what to do. You felt like you were intruding. Juho was always a very private person. No one but Taeyang really knew much about his personal life. Yet, here you were, welcomed into his living space by the man himself.

“Bathroom’s first door on the left. There’s a kit in the cabinet. Bring it out and I’ll patch you up.” Juho instructed, his tone much softer than earlier on the mission. It was weird, but you couldn’t say you didn’t like the change. There was a comforting sense with the way he was talking to you… almost, a fond look in his eyes?

You found your way to the bathroom, finding it pristinely clean and organised, as if you were at a hotel. This was something you did expect from the man. The rooms at the base would probably be a pigsty if it weren’t for Juho’s efforts to keep things tidy. You located the first aid kit in the cabinet where Juho said it would be, and brought it back out to the living room.

You sat awkwardly on the couch, waiting for Juho to come back. You could hear him rustling in the kitchen. While you were waiting, Huru got curious of the new person in the house and came to start sniffing you cautiously. He jumped up on the couch next to you, investigating you before settling down in a meatloaf position next to you.

Juho came back seconds later, smiling widely at the two of you, “As expected. Huru also has good taste in women.” His eyes held a playful glint as he took a spot next to you on the couch. He got out the supplies needed and started working on the head wound first.

You had been patched up many times by your teammates. It was uncomfortable, and more than not, extremely painful. Most occasions were time sensitive, so there was no room to be careful and gentle when the goal was to stop the bleeding enough to get out of the dangerous situation.

The way Juho was handling you, though, was extremely gentle. His touch was soft, almost hesitant, enough to prevent any extra sting from the disinfectant. He was doing a better job making sure you didn’t feel pain that you would’ve been able to if you had to patch yourself up.

It felt strangely intimate. The small living room, both of you sitting close on the 2 cushioned couch. Huru watched both of you carefully, squinting cutely at his father every once in a while, making Juho smile back. You stayed silent for most of it, until the question became too overbearing for you to keep in any longer.

“How come you’re so warm?” The question came out a little hesitantly, and you gulped down the uncomfortable lump that formed in your throat once you got the words out. Most of the nervousness came from Juho’s expression. He kept a poker face, but confusion soon spread on it as he met your eyes.

“Warm?”

You were forced to elaborate further, fiddling with your hands as Juho set down the blood soaked cotton swab he was holding, “You’re… surprisingly… pleasant to be around?” You offered up the thought, not quite sure if you had articulated it how you would’ve liked, but it would have to do for now.

“Was I not before?” He responded, picking up a fresh roll of bandages and dabbing at a bleeding spot on your arm.

“Well. You were always so reserved? No one would’ve guessed that you lived in this cozy space with a cute cat and a collection of colourful ceramic mugs.” You mumbled. 

Juho stiffened, “You noticed the ceramics?” 

You smiled a little, “They were all lined up so nicely on the shelf in the kitchen… It’s cute. You’re cute.”

Cute. Juho had never been called cute before. Cold, unfeeling, rude, professional, reliable, stern. Those were all words he could easily attribute to himself. But cute? He shifted uncomfortably on the couch, not liking how you were seconds away from delivering the final blow to the damaged and dented metal wall around his heart. It was seconds away from becoming disfigured beyond imagination, all because of 2 words.

“I see.” He whispered throatily, trying to catch his breath from the unmistakable tension in the room. “You must be tired. You can take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.” He announced, snapping shut the first aid kit and leaving to put it away before you could protest him.

You decided to just go with it. You didn’t have energy or courage to object to anything Juho said. Despite the warmth he had given you tonight, he was still intimidating at times. If he flashed another smile to you, you were sure you’d end up doing something you’d really really regret. 

Lying down on his bed felt like something you were definitely not supposed to do. You were trespassing on his privacy by being here. You should’ve asked him to drive you home instead of letting him let you stay over here. Your brain was racing with the overwhelming thoughts. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.

Juho came in dressed in pyjamas. He held a mug of hot tea in one hand and some clothes in the other. You could tell he had showered by the way his hair was still wet, and you willed your brain to stop screaming about how attractive he looked like that.

“I thought you might appreciate some tea. And it would be uncomfortable to sleep in your uniform… though I’m sure you’ve done it before. I brought some clothes just in case you wanted to change into them.” He explained shyly, setting down the cup of tea and clothes on the bedside table and quickly saying goodnight. Just going in to give you those 2 things had his stomach twisting and turning in nervousness. The effect you had on him was undeniable.

The tea made you sleepier, and the clothes were incredibly comfortable to sleep in, albeit a little big on you. It wasn’t hard to fall asleep once you relaxed into the soft fluffy pillows and warm blankets. Your body desperately needed the rest, and you were thankful that there was no work to do tomorrow.

You woke up to Juho’s face dangerously close to yours. You would’ve shrieked in shock if it wasn’t for the sleepiness evident in his eyes. He clearly wasn’t in any state to do anything to you. His eyes weren’t quite closed, but his eyelids drooped down almost all the way. He must’ve also just woken up.

“Did you sleep well?” He asked you in an incredibly deep, sleepy morning voice. His eyes had fallen shut again, but he could feel your stare against his face, and he couldn’t help but curve one corner of his lips up.

“I thought you were going to sleep on the couch?” You asked, bewildered at the closeness between you two. It was impossible to want to move, though, given the ache in your body from the past day’s injuries.

“I didn’t mean to… I must’ve been too tired when I came to check on you a couple hours ago.” He whispered. Your response was interrupted when Huru jumped up on the bed, purring contentedly and headbutting Juho’s cheek incessantly. You giggled at the sight. The way Juho closed his eyes tightly and scrunched up his face, trying (and failing) to get Huru to settle down, was the most precious sight you had seen.

You sighed, “Thank you for your hospitality. I guess I should probably get back to my place now.” Your lack of motivation to actually leave was clearly evident to both you and Juho. Your apartment had always felt a little lonely. You didn’t have the time to decorate it or pick up collecting hobbies like Juho’s ceramics. Neither did you have furry companions to wake you up with affection in the morning. If things went exactly the way you wished them to, you would be able to stay with Juho just for a little longer. His presence right now was more comforting than anyone else's.

Juho sat up, thinking for a second. It seemed as if he could read the thoughts your brain was bringing up, as he suddenly asked, “Do you have plans for later?”

You shook your head.

“Would you like to grab coffee with me?” He tilted his head to the side with a small smile. You couldn’t possibly say no to the sight. His bed hair, soft pyjamas, and contented sleepy face— you were sure he was trying to make you fall in love with him at this point. He was the cutest person you had ever seen.

“Are you asking me out right now?” You asked with a smile, an elated feeling bubbling in your chest.

“Only if you say yes.” He responded, impatient to hear your response. 

“Don’t worry. Going out for coffee with my handsome coworker sounds like a great way to spend the day.” You mused and Juho laughed, mirroring the happiness that you felt.

Since you had met Juho, you had always thought he was cold. His sharp features and serious stare gave off a strong impression, and since he didn’t make much effort to get close to people, that unwelcome belief of his personality lived on in your brain for a long time. But it only took that one coffee date to entirely change your perspective on him.

No, Juho wasn’t cold or rude or impolite. He was warm and friendly and so, so cute. He talked a lot about his cats and his childhood— his interest in music, and, of course, his ceramic mugs. He listened intently to everything you had to say. You talked for hours at the cafe, and then for even more hours at home. You kept talking and talking and talking— always finding more you wanted to say; neither of you getting tired of the company.

After that day, Juho no longer looked at missions assigned with you with distaste. Instead of suppressing the fluttery feeling that you summoned in him with just your mere presence, he welcomed it. He smiled a lot more; enough for your other teammates to start to question his switch in behaviour. You had slowly but surely dented the wall surrounding his heart, and now, he gladly let you in, letting you fill every corner of it with warmth and love.

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Smutober List

I know I am months early, but I want to start now because I’ve been working slow lately and I want to post something for each day while also making the fics a decent size as well. So here is the list, plus prompts I’ve chosen (a wheel picker chose randomly) for everyone I’m currently writing for. I gave each of them 2 prompts to make it extra challenging for myself and there are a few that seem like it will challenge me. Which I will start either this weekend or next week when I am feeling better.

Also please note, I’m currently no writing for every SKZ member as I’m not too confident yet, but for those I am confident enough to write about, they are on the list, and masterlists for them will be created.

I am also still deciding on which days will get double posts or if I will continue into November with the remaining posts.

If anyone/writer wants me to post my prompt list for use, please let me know.

1. Kim Youngbin — “Give me a little show.” + “Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

2. Kim Taehyung — “I never knew you were such a dirty girl / boy.” + “I swear to the goddesses i won’t stop until you’re shaking.”

3. Q / Ji Changmin — “Aw, your legs are trembling, does it feel that good?” + “Call me ‘Sir’ when we’re alone like this,”

4. N / Cha Hakyeon — “Choke me and bite me,” + “Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?”

5. Kim Inseong — “Get on your knees.” + “Did I tell you to stop?”

6. Leedo / Kim Gunhak — “Let me watch you touch yourself.” + “I want you now.”

7. Kim Sunwoo — “Bed. Now.” + “Your head between my legs sounds so good right now.”

8. Xion / Son Dongju — “Can you not keep that damn tongue in your mouth?” + “Cum for me.”

9. Lee Keohnee — “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.” + “Has anyone ever told you, you have really nice hands?”

10. Kim Younghoon — “You must forgive my lips... they find pleasure in the most unusual places.” + “I’d like to lick your pussy / cock. i'd like to hear you scream my name.”

11. Seo Changbin — “Go ahead. touch it.” + “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”

12. Lee Juyeon — “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.” + “I want to taste me on your fingers.”

13. Kevin Moon — “Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.“ + “I love it when you talk dirty.”

14. New / Choi Chanhee — “Are you growling?” + “Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?”

15. Eric Sohn — “How many times have you jerked off to me?” + “I just want one tiny taste…”

16. Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk — “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.” + “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

17. Ju Haknyeon — “Get on your hands and knees, right now.” + “I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.”

18. Choi Minho — “Have you ever used handcuffs?” + “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

19. Hyunjae / Jaehyun — “I want you, all of you. i want to feel you inside me, deep inside me. i want you to tell me when you’re going to cum, hear you moan my name and fuck me harder.” + “Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”

20. Yoo Taeyang — “I know a way to release all that nasty tension.” + “I want to taste you.”

21. Lee Seoho — “I’m not wearing any panties.” + “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

22. Rowoon - Kim Seokwoo — “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” + “I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

23. Hwang Hyunjin — “I-I want to touch you too. Please remove the cuffs…” + “Fuck me like you mean it.”

24. Chani / Kang Chanhee — “Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.” + “I like it when you say my name like that.”

25. Lee Jaeyoon — “I could watch you ride me all day.” + “Don’t be gentle.”

26. Zuho / Baek Juho — “Did you touch yourself?” + “Don’t cum yet…”

27. Hwiyoung / Kim Youngkyun — “Finish inside me, I mean it .” + “I want you to touch yourself”

28. Yeo Hwanwoong — “Can you help me with this zipper?” + “Each of my thoughts about you are improper.”

29. Lee Sangyeon — “I think you deserve a treat.” + “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”

30. Onew / Lee Jinki — “Grab the headboard for me, will ya?” + “I was just about to wash up. Care to join?”

31. Han Jisung — “Faster,” “I need you to hold onto something then.” + “Don’t you dare pull out.”

32. Lee Taemin — “Are you trying to seduce me?” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

33. Jacob Bae — “Excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.” + “Can I join?”

34. Lee Know / Lee Minho — “I like it when you touch me there.” + “I want to watch you fall apart.”

35. Key / Kim Kibum — “Sit on my face.” + “I want you to leave marks.”

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“Prove them wrong”

Pairing: Producer!reader x Zuho from SF9.

Genre: Angst and fluff.

Summary: It’s your first time at the awards show with sf9 after you produced with Zuho their first full album, but your excitement dies down when a senior idol decided to let you know his opinion about you…

Word count: 1.7K

You looked around anxiously, and looked up at the person next to you, which happened to be Dawon. “Remind me why you guys brought me here.” You say. “Because you helped us so much with this album, we want you to be here with us when we will get our first win.” He says cheekily, and that made you laugh and roll your eyes. “Besides, don’t you prefer to come and support us instead of sitting in your studio all day?” Jaeyoon asks as he joins in the conversation. “I guess it’s nice to get some fresh air.” You reply. “If by fresh air you mean hairsprays and smoke machines, then sure.” Dawon says, which makes you laugh.

You get into the guys' dressing room, and sit down on the couch comfortably while the guys are getting their outfits and makeup done. It’s crazy to think that before becoming a producer, you trained for two years to become an idol. You changed your mind when you realized that you did not enjoy being in the spotlight, you preferred to sing and dance by yourself. While training, you discovered your love for writing songs and melodies, and from then on you set your mind on becoming a producer instead. You were quite young, so obviously you didn’t have much experience in the field, but with the guys and Zuho by your side, you are getting slightly better everyday.

Zuho is the member you look up to the most, he helped you so much even when you were just a trainee, before you even became a producer. He helped you with dancing, singing, rapping and after becoming a producer, he became your teacher. And when he suggested that you should help produce the new album, you declined at first, thinking you were not ready enough for this. Zuho insisted though, saying that he would help you and that he would like your opinions on some lyrics and the concept itself. You were actually the one to suggest a gentleman kind of concept, which you were proud at yourself, seeing all the fantasies’ positive reactions.

Of course while working on the album together, you and Zuho would spend endless hours on it, which brought you closer. Between telling inside jokes and writing lyrics about love, you caught feelings. You ignore them though, you know you have zero chances with Zuho, in your eyes he was perfect, and that he would never look at someone like you as more than a close friend.

Your train of thoughts were cut off when the manager was calling out your name. “(Y/N), I hate to bother you, but could you bring some water bottles from the waiting room for the boys?” He pleads and you smile and get up from the couch. “Of course, it’s no bother. I will be right back.” You say as you leave the dressing room. Finally, an opportunity to stretch your legs. You saw some idols on the way to the waiting room, and you bowed in respect for them, which they returned with a smile and a bow back. You arrived at the waiting room and saw the table full of water bottles on it, so you went and grabbed nine water bottles.

“Excuse me, could you refill our snack bowl? My members ate them all before I could get some.” A random idol says as he approaches you. “I’m sorry, I don’t think you’ve got the right person.” You say as you smile and bow. “Oh excuse me, I thought you were a staff member, because you certainly look like one.” He says and laughs, which you reply with an awkward laugh. You thought you looked quite nice for the occasion, you put on one of your most expensive clothing in your closet. “I’m actually a producer at FNC entertainment, my name is (Y/N).” You say politely, your arms start to ache from holding so many bottles, but you ignore it. “A producer? You look fairly young to be one, you sure that you wouldn’t prefer to be an idol? Let me guess, they told you you weren’t pretty enough.” He says and laughs loudly, which makes you laugh awkwardly again. “Beauty standards are crazy these days, so don’t worry about it. Are you sure that you are not just their assistant? Because it sure looks like it.” He says as he looks at you up and down, making you self conscious. “I-I am sure, excuse me but I gotta go. It was nice meeting you.” You says as you bow and quickly leave the room.

Also one of the main reasons why you didn’t want to be an idols is that you couldn’t handle hate or judgement that well, you start to get insecure from it very quickly. You arrived at the dressing room, and put down the water bottles, your arms ache slightly from holding the bottles for too long. “Finally, what took you so long (Y/N)?” Inseong asks jokingly as he grabs a bottle and drinks from it. “Sorry, I just…got distracted on the way.” You apologize as you put on a fake smile. “It’s okay, you’re here before the performance and that’s the most important.” Taeyang says as he grabs a water bottle as well. “We still got some time before your performance, so I will head to the bathroom real quick, okay?” You ask, as you got some nods from the guys.

You got out of the dressing room and into the bathroom real quick. You were starting to get thoughts of doubt about your importance for sf9, and for the company itself. Your eyes were starting to get teary, and you try to hold it in. But a sob escaped from your lips, which made the flood of tears burst. You wiped your tears, but they would not stop spilling. You heard a knock on the door and your heart sank. “(Y/N)? It’s me, are you okay in there?” You recognized that voice, it was none other than Baek Juho. You tried to reply, but only sobs would come out. “Are you crying? (Y/N) please open the door.” He pleads as you continue to sob. You sit down on the floor as your body felt weak, and tried to reply again. “I-I’m okay.” You managed to stutter out quietly, but you were sure that Zuho wouldn’t even hear you. “I’m coming in, okay?” He asks as he opens the bathroom door. He sees you on the floor and quickly sits down in front of you, and examines your face and body. “Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?” He asks with worried eyes as you cover your face in embarrassment. “Hey, it’s okay, you can tell me. Don’t hide your pretty face from me.” He says with a small smile as he scoots closer to you and wraps an arm around you.

“P-Pretty?” You stutter out as you gently wipe your eyes, to not ruin your eye makeup more than it was already ruined. “Zuho, y-you don’t have to be nice and lie to me.” You say as you look down at the floor. “What do you mean lie? I never lied to you.” He says with a confused look. “(Y/N), what is this about?” He asks, getting serious. “N-Nothing, I just got a little insecure.” You try to brush it off. “I sensed something was wrong when you came back with our water, you looked fragile and you even asked us if it was okay to go to the bathroom. I just heard you having a breakdown here, so please be honest with me.” He says as he reaches to hold your hands. “You can trust me.” He says.

You knew you couldn’t hide the truth from him, so you took a deep breath. “When I went to get water, I met one of the idols in the waiting room. He mistook me for an employee here, which was fine but then he told me that I look like one. Even though I like this outfit.” You whispered the last part as you looked down. “Then he told me how I wasn’t pretty enough to be an idol, and that’s why I am a producer. And then he said I don’t even look like a producer, but like your assistant.” You say as you wipe your tears. “I-I know it’s stupid to cry over some criticism but-” Zuho cut you off. “What he said was not criticism, it was just to be rude and disrespectful. You are so important for us and our company, without you I would have never finished the album on time, and I am really proud at what we accomplished together.” He says as he looks into your eyes.

“He barely knows you, and the amount of eye makeup he was wearing probably blinded him, since you look stunning in this outfit.” He says, which makes you smile and laugh. “Lets go, our performance should start soon, and I want you to watch us.” He says as he stands up and helps you stand up also. “Oh no, my face is a mess.” You say as you watch your makeup run down your face. Zuho grabs a tissue and pours some water on it. “It’s okay because-” he says as he starts wiping your face with it. “You don’t need makeup~” he sings which makes you laugh. He finishes cleaning up your face and you both walk out.

“Lets make a deal.” He says as you walk together to the dressing room. “What deal?” You ask. “If we will get our first win today, lets celebrate, just the two of us.” He says as he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. “Even if you won’t win, I would still go out with you.” You replied and he sighs in relief. “Then it’s a date.” He says.

Needless to say, the boys won their first win that night, and many tears were shed that night, especially from Zuho. Luckily, you were there to wipe them for him. And lets just say, the idol’s shocked face when Youngbin thanked you for helping with the album, taught you a valuable lesson. When someone doesn’t believe in you, just prove them wrong, that’s the best kind of revenge.

[kpoprunsmylifenow]

Am I that Bad?

Zuho x Reader

Angst

Summary: When your boyfriend lined you up with an audition as a back up dancer, you thought everything was starting to look up.

A/N: This was so hard to write bc Zuho is my sweet bean.

“Stop making me look bad.” Zuho said quietly as you walked out of the practice room.

“What are you talking about?” You looked at him incredulously.

“A lot of the dancers have said that you’re falling behind in the auditions.” He glared at you. “I can’t date someone that’s not going to put their 100% into this line of work.” And he stomped off, scoffing under his breath.

You stood there, frozen in shock at what he just said. It was true that you’d been having some issues with the steps the choreographer had made, but you’d been working so hard to perfect them. You’d even got a compliment from one of the senior dancers today. You thought everything was going well.

[shiningfantasystar]

Habits

Juho x reader Drabble

Word count: 716

Genre: fluff, comfort

Warnings: none!

-some bad habits, you just have to work through together-

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“Go to sleep” you mumble, rubbing your eyes.

You woke up in the middle of the night, to your blanket being half kicked off you, and with the lack of his body next to you, you knew what it meant.

He only hummed in response, continuing working on his computer. He wasn’t ignoring you, you knew that, but he was ignoring his own health, overworking himself. Frustrated, you pulled his chair away from his desk, earning a mildly frustrated mumble from Juho, and before he could pull himself back you crawled on his lap facing him. His features made your heart lurch, his eyes were dilated accompanied with dark circles, his face was puffed up and had a clear red mark where he was leaning.

“I will babe, I just need to finish this song-“ he mumbled, trying to look over your shoulder at the screen.

“Jesus, Juho it’s 4am. Knowing you, you left bed the second I fell asleep. You can’t keep overworking yourself like this.” You cupped his face, forcing him to look at you, his eyes widened slightly when he saw your pained expression.

“Babe, what about when you punish yourself?” He inquired eyeing you warily, no doubt caused by the wave of tiredness that hit him.

“Juho- this isn’t about me, your health-“

“No Y/n, this is just as much about you as it is about me.” He interrupted you, pulling his slim finger up to your lips, indicating for you to stay silent.

A flicker of determination lit up his tired eyes, Juho kept his thoughts on your habits silent, but he was worried.

“Do you think I don’t notice how often you beat yourself up over the tiniest mistakes? And the severity of the punishments you give yourself- Babe, it’s not good for you. You constantly push yourself to be better and better, the mental stress you’ve been causing yourself, it’s not healthy”.

His words pierced an arrow through your heart, he was right, deep down you knew you were too hard on yourself, but you could never accept it. The stress, which had an evident impact on your body, Juho saw all of it. He didn’t want to seem pushy, but both of you had to tackle your bad habits. You burst into tears, you were in no position to scold him and you did, in such a double standard way.

“Y/N, babe” he cooed, pushing your hair behind your ear and wrapping you against his body.

He stroked your body and reached behind you to save his work and power off his computer. You were glad he was clingy, he made you feel loved and appreciated when you couldn’t love yourself.

“Babe, see? You are under too much stress. How about tomorrow we have a day just to ourselves?”

“But you have dance practice, the boys-“ you whimpered against his chest.

“I can miss one day, I’ll let Youngbin know, and then both of us shut our phones off for the day.” You pondered his offer, wondering if it would be selfish to accept, before nodding silently.

“And babe- before you think you are being selfish, I want to spend the day with you. With my wonderful Y/N.” You didn’t question how he knew exactly what you were thinking, when it came to you, Juho was an expert, he could read you like an open book.

“Don’t think I forgot about you staying up ungodly late” you pouted trying to be strict, but it sounded more like a soft wail through your strained vocal chords. He chuckled gently kissing your cheek.

“If you promise treat yourself gently, I promise to go to sleep at 1am the latest.”

“Juho that’s not a fair deal” You squinted at him.

“It’s fair, and with time, both of us will work through it~”

Your body felt heavier, calling to be back in bed, too tired to argue further you agreed, grabbing Juhos collar as insurance that he was following. You slipped under the covers and Juho’s long arms instantly snaked around your figure. You rested your head on his chest, wrapping your own limbs around him.

For a while, you listened to his breathing, before he broke the silence: “goodnight babe.”

“Goodnight” you replied, closing your eyes.

[little-chimchim]

Who (F)

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 3202 

Pairing: Chani x Reader

A/N: Hi there! I’ve been working on this fic for a long time now. One of my good friends is the biggest Chani stans I’ve seen and she’s been wanting this fic for a very long time. So I hope you guys enjoy it, I love you all - Kay

Dedicated to: @haybob17

Waking up was the hardest thing to do. You were disoriented, unaware of where you were or what had happened to you. You remembered the blinding, white lights of the hospital room as you peeled your eyes open for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

You were terrified, surrounded by nothing by the blank white coloring of the room, and ecstatic nurses that ran out of the room to inform the doctors that you were now awake. Doctors soon rushed into your room, adding more white to the room. They flew in with their branded stethoscopes, and blank charts that had been waiting for you for god knows how long.

“Hello Y/N, can you follow this light for me?” Said an old, bearded man with a pressed white coat. You looked up to him, your brows furrowed in confusion. Something about what he had said had thrown you off completely, it confused you more than being in the room.

You thought about it as you moved your eyes around to follow the yellow light he shined in your eyes. As he clicked the flashlight off, it finally dawned on you what had bothered you so much.

He had called you, Y/N. Y/N. Was that your name? Was that your identity? Were you supposed to know that name? You spaced out as you mulled over the thoughts of who you were. You wanted to scream out, to cry out in confusion because you simply couldn’t remember what your name had been.

The same bearded doctor pressed the surface of your shoulder slightly, prompting you to lean back in your hospital bed. “It’s okay, Y/N. Your vitals are good and so are the functions of your nerves. For now, just go back to sleep. We’ll bring you some food in about an hour.” He reassured you kindly.

The doctor turned to the nurse and pointed to the phone outside the hospital room. “Call the fiancee,” He whispered to her. The nurse nodded her head and scurried out of the white room.

As she left, you couldn’t help but to feel your eyes become heavy once again. You clamped your eyes shut and soon became washed over with sleep.

When you woke, a young man was sitting, hunched over, in a chair next to your bed. His knee was shaking nervously while he played with his fingers as a distraction. “Hello?” You managed to muster out, your throat was sore, and dry from dehydration.

The man shot out of his chair, nearly tripping over the plastic material in the process. “Y/N,” He cheered, a large smile spreading across his face. His cheeks, pale just a moment ago, were flushed pink from the excitement he was holding.

The man bent over and reached for the dusty pink cup filled with water, a neon colored straw poked out of it. “Please, drink something,” He urged you as he lowered the straw to your cracked lips.

Even though you didn’t know the man in the room, you complied with his wishes. He seemed to know you though, judging by the excitement in his tone every time he called out your name. Once you finished taking a drink of water, you scanned the man up and down, soaking in every feature you could see.

He was a handsome man, that would be evident from a hundred miles away. His black hair fell lazily into his brown eyes, and his nose scrunched up everytime he smiled. He spoke with the deepest voice you had heard, it sounded as if it had been coated in honey, or anything remotely sweet. You felt as if you should know this man, as if he held an incredulous meaning in your life once. Though, you couldn’t place a name to his face, or the meaning behind why he had been so happy to see you.

“Who are you?” You coughed as your voice slowly came back. The man frowned, nodding his head slightly. He scootched the plastic chair back out and sat down in it again, his once vibrant smile now nowhere to be found.

“I’m Chani Kang, and you’re the love of my life.”

He had wrote his confession in a note. His handwriting looked like chicken scratch on the ripped lined paper. It was juvenile and innocent, something to be expected from nervous ten year olds.

“Do you like me?” It read in fine, black ink. There were three boxes underneath the question, all labeled as “Yes.” You looked up from the piece of paper, your brows knitted together in annoyance.

“Kang Chani, you didn’t give me a choice to say no,” You grunted as you started to draw in your own box, with the word “No” printed out boldly. Chani gasped in shock as he watched you modify his note.

“But you were supposed to say yes.” He mumbled as he took back his piece of paper. You grinned up to your friend, flashing him a devious smile. Truth was, you wanted to check all three boxes, claiming that you really did like your friend, but you wanted him to chase after you just a little more.

“Maybe someday, Kang Chani” You grinned as you handed him back his favorite black pen. Of course it had just been something you had said in the moment, but he was holding you to your word.

“I have to be the only fifteen year old on this planet that hasn’t had their first kiss.” You mumbled into the bowl of cereal you had taken from Chani’s kitchen. Your best friend looked up to you from his place on the living room floor and laughed.

“Are you kidding me, Y/N? A ton of people haven’t had their first kiss yet.” He objected loudly. You stared him down from your place on the couch, giving him your signature, ‘You have to be kidding me’ stare.

“Name one person,” You challenged him. You leaned over and set the bowl of soggy wheat crisps over on the coffee table as he thought about ways to prove you wrong. “Well, for starters, there’s me.” He began.

Your eyes widened in shock, you had been sure that Chani had had his first kiss already and you were a little shocked that you had been wrong. “You? What about Jisoo, didn’t you kiss her?” You questioned as remembered his previous girlfriend.

Chani shook his head slowly, “Nope, we never made it to that point.” Chani informed you, proving your previous statement wrong. You laughed in response to this. You ran a hand through your hair and lowered your head. “We’re losers,” You sighed as you thought about how neither of you had experienced the infamous ‘First kiss’.

“What’s so great about it anyway?” Chani grumbled. He crossed his arms and leaned back on the couch, just right in between your legs. “It’s just a kiss, aren’t we supposed to have hundreds of them through our lives? What makes the first one so special?”

You shrugged your shoulders. You brought your hands up and started to play with your best friend’s black locks. “I think it’s symbolism for the ending of childhood. I don’t know, it’s stupid.” You groaned.

Chani perked up his head and turned around to face you. “What if we got it over with? The two of us? We’re best friends so it should be weird, right?” You stared back at him in shock, was he truly suggesting that the two of you be each other’s first kiss?

The thought was tempting, and as you raked your mind, you couldn’t find a single reason not to. You nodded your head, still rendered silent from his sudden offer. “How are we supposed to do this?” You asked. Your eyes started to trail down his face, until they landed on his rosy lips. Never had you thought about him the way you were thinking of him right now.

You had never considered him handsome, and you had never considered kissing him. Though, right here, right now, you were seeing your best friend in a different light. You were seeing him the way everyone else around the two of you saw him. Absolutely beautiful. Your heart started to race while your palms became clammy.

It finally hit you, you were about to kiss your best friend.

“You just go in,” He informed you, his face growing closer to yours. You nodded your head and closed your eyes, pressing your lips together as you leaned in closer to Chani. Your lips soon met. You both pulled away from each other quicker than you leaned in for the kiss. Your faces beat red, but you covered them up by your sweaty palms.

“So that’s all that’s to it?” He questioned, confused that there hadn’t been more. You nodded your head, completely stunned in shock. “Do you want to try again?” He asked shyly, a little embarrassed that he had asked you that.

Still stunned, you nodded your head and waited for him to lean back in.

He held you in his arms as his hand played with your fingers. A blanket covered your lazy bodies while you lied on Chani’s couch. It had been a year since the two of you shared your first kiss with each other. A year since you both fully realized the extent of your hidden feelings.

A movie played in the background, but neither of you were really paying attention to the action scenes playing out before you. Instead, the two of you talked like normal, just as you had always done. But instead of keeping your distance as friends, Chani held your hand as he held your body close to his.

You were in the middle of telling him a story about what had happened earlier in the day, when the words left his mouth. “I love you,” He said quietly, just enough for only you to hear him. You stopped telling your less interesting story, your mouth hanging slightly ajar.

��What was that?” You asked. You brought your fingers up to your ears and rubbed them, making sure you had heard your boyfriend clearly. “I love you,” He repeated, saying in slower, sweeter, this time.

You stayed silent, not having expected him to just blurt it out like that. “I-I love you too, Chani.” You said back to him, a large grin spreading to your face. Love. That was it. You loved this man more than words could explain, and it had taken the two of you a year to finally blurt it out, even though you both knew it had been longer than that since you had felt that emotion.

“We’re in love,” He whispered excitedly. He repeated it over and over again in his head, never getting tired of the way it sounded. “We’re in love,” You repeated his words, maybe just a bit more excitedly than he.

Chani leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to the crown of your head. “I love you, Y/N, and never will I feel anything different.” He uttered in your ear. You were in pure bliss, “And I love you, Kang Chani.” And you were excited to say it for many years to come.

It had been a mistake. The biggest mistake that the both of you ever committed. It had been the year to end all years. Between college entrance exams, and familial deaths. From stress, to the constant bickering. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another.

The weight of your lives bore down on the two of your until neither of you could stand up straight and bare what was thrown at you, and as the year came to a close, so did your relationship with Kang Chani.

The love of your life, your best friend. It had been nearly three years since that night in his living room, when the two of you shared your first, hesitant kiss. It had only ever been uphill from there, perfect even. Though, all perfect things must come to an end at some point.

You weren’t there for each other any longer, so caught up in your own lives that you forgot to look back at each other. The oncoming break up had hurt you every day for weeks. You knew it was coming, and soon. You thought Chani knew too, that he was thinking the exact same thing as you.

And once it was over, you had never regretted something more in your life. He was the one you loved, your best friend, your soulmate, and you weren’t ready to let him go. It had taken you weeks to convince yourself to march over to his house and talk to him about it. To let him know how much it hurt to live life without him.

You knocked on his wooden door three times before he opened it. He had stared at you, dead in his tracks. A girl trailed behind him, like a curious puppy. She was pretty, beautiful even, and she glared at you like you had stolen her favorite toy.

“Y-Y/N, what are you doing here?” He stumbled over his words while he tried to block the girl from your view. You cast your gaze from in between Chani and the girl. Your stomach did somersaults as you looked at the two of them. You wanted to throw up.

“I- Nevermind.” You clenched your eyes shut to keep yourself from crying in front of the two of them. This was the worst pain you had ever felt. You turned around and walked to your car, ignoring Chani’s protests as he called out your name from his house.

You couldn’t understand how he moved on so quickly while you were stuck pining over him.

He came to your house later that night. You trudged over to your door, wearing old sweatpants and a stained old t-shirt. Your eyes were red and swollen, caused by many hours spent crying.

You opened the door, only to be greeted by Chani and a bouquet of red flowers. He let himself into your house, shutting the door behind him. You took a few steps back, eyes wide. “What are you doing here?” You snided, crossing your arms over your chest.

Chani handed the flowers to you, and as he leaned closer, you could see that his red eyes mirrored your own. “Chaehyun was over because I was trying to find a way to look at someone that wasn’t you. Dammit, I love you far too much, Y/N. Breaking up with you was the worst thing the two of us could have possibly done. I am so sorry, Y/N. I-” He sighed and paused so he could reached over and pull you into a long embrace.

“I love you and I don’t know what to do without you,” He cried into your neck as he held you tightly. You felt the tears play at your eyes, you raised your arms and wrapped them around his waist.

He took the words right out of your mouth.

On your fifth year of being together, Kang Chani took you to the beach in the middle of Autumn. It was freezing cold, and even the thick jacket you had brought didn’t keep out the cold of the season.

He had walked you over the water’s edge, where the waves met the sand and the rocks washed ashore. The sound of the water lapping over itself was peaceful, mimicking the sounds heard when you listened inside of a seashell.

“I was hoping it would be a little warmer than this,” He admitted as he shoved his hands inside his thin jacket. You laughed and looked at the beach, even if it was freezing cold, it was still a beautiful sight.

As you were looking, you heard Chani shuffling around next to you. You quickly turned your attention back to your boyfriend, who was now on his knees, a little black box in his hands. “Y/N, my love, my best friend, remember when I asked you if you liked me when we were kids?” He began.

You nodded your head, rendered silent by the situation. Chani smiled and opened the box, revealing a small diamond in the middle of a golden ring. “Well, you said that someday you might like me. I’m kind of hoping that you like me now because this would be a little bit awkward if you didn’t.” He joked, looking up to you with the slyest grin he could muster.

You rolled your eyes, though you couldn’t contain your smile as it spread widely across your face. “I love you more than I can say, Y/N. Even as a little kid I knew that I would fall in love with you. You’ve been my best friend since the beginning, and I know we’ve had rough patches, but we always conquer any hardships that come our way. Would you do me the honor of marrying me?”

“Is that even a question?” You teased, holding your hand out for him to slide the ring onto your finger. Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as he slid the golden ringlet onto your ring finger.

When he came back up from the ground, he wrapped his arms around you and smothered you in sweet little kisses.

That was the day you were admitted into the hospital. On the way back home, a young driver, not paying attention to what he was doing, swerved into your line on the road, causing a car accident involving five cars.

There weren’t any fatalities, but you were in critical condition for weeks, having slipped into a coma due to the extent of your injuries. In that time, when you were hooked up to the machines and unconscious to the world, Chani had hardly left your side.

When you woke up, he sat by your bedside and told you every story there was to hear about your love story. He concluded his storytelling by telling you about your engagement and the reason why you were wearing a ring on your finger.

“We’ve been through all of that?” You asked him, staring at him in disbelief. The story, sounded almost too perfect, and it hurt you to think that you couldn’t remember a thing about any of it.

Chani nodded his head and grabbed onto your hands, holding them tightly within his own. “We’ve been through many things, Y/N. This is just another battle we have to face. But I want you to know that I love you more than anything.” He said in nearly a whisper.

You looked to the man in front of you. Tears now running down your cheeks. “Chani, I can’t remember any of it. I want to remember it.” You cried. Chani looked up and grabbed ahold of the back of your neck. He leaned over and kissed away the tears that fell over your cheeks. “We’ll just make more memories, Y/N.” He assured you. He wrapped his arms around you and let you cry on his shoulder.

“I can’t wait to finally fall in love with you again.”

[ninety9clouds]

G | Juho/Youngbin | Word Count: 4.9k 

Summary: 

People think that Juho is just a rapper Youngbin had met on Four Steps. But he turns out to be more than that.

[sanghyukstattoos]

SF9 Masterlist

Hello!!

All works are arranged from matured (and maturing) to new as a baby’s bottom/a cupcake in the oven

The masterlist is in construction (as you may have not noticed) so I advice that you carefully click on the hype-whatever links and find (haha) whether each fic gleefully delights you to the point that you want to stay and actually read it  

This sounds bonkers (I feel before I have even typed it out) but I want to- well- uhm, I’m not sure (how to phrase it?), uhh, to uh, create a/an- never mind! I could not bring myself to say it

With that and that (and that), enjoy reading! 

Be sure to also check out my writings for iKON and Optional Bias 

👑 SF9′s reaction: car sex with you

👑 SF9′s reaction: you comfort them when they are exhausted and upset 

👑 SF9 as orchestra members

👑 SF9 as toothpastes

👑 SF9′s reaction: switch in outfits 

👑 Mafia!SF9′s reaction: dying (?) when saving

👑 SF9′s reaction: cock-warming

👑 SF9′s reaction: first time over, you leak  

👑 Expressing Subjugation

👑 SF9′s reaction: blowjobs? 

👑 SF9: sexual expressions 

Kim Youngbin 

👑  Sincerely, Aches and Pains

👑  Under the covers

Kim Inseong 

👑  Not just baby fever

👑  Wake Me Up

👑  About

Lee Jaeyoon

👑 Amusement park dates

👑  Studio to home sessions

👑 Four

👑 re-🚢 .1. (feat. iKON’s Jinhwan)

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk

👑  Warmth

👑  Date night

👑  Swift Caresses

👑  Glaze of stars

👑  Night- time comfort

👑 Baby (series) masterlist 

👑 Trustworthy

👑 Sanghyuk et al

👑 hardly teased

👑 Dawon: Just the thought

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo

👑  For a smol baby

👑  Explicitly reversed

👑  All in the dark

👑  One of many tennis courts

👑  Along the way

👑 Orchids (feat. Hwiyoung)

Zuho I Baek Juho

👑  The adventures of you, Huru and Zuho  

👑  Cat to cat-s

Yoo Taeyang 

👑  Riding in the wind 

👑  Summer love

👑 City of Major (Yoo Taeyang x reader x Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun)

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun 

👑  Cross the street

👑  Two hugs (feat. Chani)

👑 Four

👑 Orchids (feat. Rowoon)

👑 City of Major (Yoo Taeyang x reader x Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun)

Kang Chani 

👑  Heavy eyes, heavy head 

👑  Round one 

👑  Two hugs (feat. Hwiyoung): 

👑  Book no.1: 

👑 Four

👑  Long-lasting nights

👑  Sausage sandwich, take a right there

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Yin (Chapter 1)

Hey guys, it’s admin b! Here’s my sf9 fic. The plot is a surprise. But it’s super long (trust me). I hope yall enjoy!

The night air was cool and crisp as he tugged his jacket closer to his shaking frame. Overhead the stars sparkled and shone as the city went to sleep, and the nightlife came alive. It must be nearing one a.m., he thinks as the leaves crunched beneath his feet. He’d parted ways with his friends long ago, walking silently down the street towards his home and the warm safety of his bed. As he drew nearer, the sounds of muffled yelling pierced the night air. A frown crossed his features as he quickened his steps, pausing in mute terror upon the sight of his mother and father being dragged from his home by masked men. His brother was the last to be pulled along, and as he made eye contact with him the last words he’d ever hear were uttered.

“Run! Get away from here!”

And so he ran.

He ran until his memories faded and he knew nothing of his past; all of it nothing more than shattered pieces of glass that offered nothing when he looked into them.

He ran until he reached the one person who could help him.

The girl at the top of the hill.

The wind blows softly against your face as you stare at the city lights illuminating below, your hand shielding your eyes. The sky was setting into a pink-purple-orange ombré as the sun went down. Birds flew east in their v-formation, the sound of their wings flapping resonating in the background. You stand back and listen to their calls to one another, wondering what they were saying to each other. You slowly squat, stretching your arms out to land on as you sit back with your legs spread straight in front of you. Your head drops between your shoulder blades and you heave a deep sigh, relaxing into the hard ground.

You open your eyes to a lighted darkness. You fell asleep. Your back aches as you groggily sit up, eyes adjusting to the scenery around you. The sky had settled into a beaten, dark, black and blue, millions of stars scattered all over, and you gasp at the aesthetic.

“Do you come here often? Or should I say sleep here often?”

You jump at the unexpected voice beside you and look to your left. A boy sits, staring at you with eyes full of wonder, curiosity, and slight fear.

   “I didn’t mean to scare you! I’m sorry.” He waves his hands dramatically in front of his chest, like he’s waving excitedly rather than trying to justify his creepy actions.

   You stare at him for a while, assessing his features. His hair is a deep, midnight black, his eyes are the darkest of brown, looking almost ebony under the night sky. His lips are plump and slightly thick, and set in a confused pout. His eyes scan over your face as he watches you check him out. He rocks awkwardly on the balls of his feet, waiting for you to speak.

“Are you stalking me?”

His eyes widen and his face turns beet red.

“No! No! Oh god, no! You see, I come up here a lot, and I just happened to see you on the ground, sleeping, and, like, oh my god.” His words come out slurred, urgent, and alarming. You cock an eyebrow at him, fixing him with your best glare and narrowed eyes.

“So you stayed to watch me sleep?”

The boy looks like he’s about to pass out with how red his face is. Is he even breathing?

He brings his knees up to his chest and drops his head between them, “I’m sorry,” he mumbles.

You smile softly. He’s actually kind of cute once you get past the whole creepy-stalker-watching-you-sleep concept. You clear your throat.

“So what’s your name?”

His head jerks up and he looks stunned.

“You’re not freaked out?” You chuckle, shaking your head.

“Of course I am, but why not learn the name of my creepy stalker?”

His cheeks heat up once more and he lets out a gentle laugh.

“Again, sorry,” he pauses, “I’m Chanhee, Chani for short.”

You nod, repeating his name in your head.

“I’m (Y/N).”

His lips set into a small smile.

“That’s a pretty name.”

Your cheeks flare up and a calming silence surrounds you both. Crickets sound in the background, the trees rustling as the wind flowed through them. The outside air could be smelt; the smell of grass and nature, and the somewhat polluted oxygen embracing you two in a comforting hold. You breathe in the polluted oxygen and smile to yourself.

Chani clears his throat, interrupting the tranquility.

“So, do you usually come here and stay this late? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here…”

You shake your head, even though he’s looking straight forward and not at you.

“I usually only come during my days off, which isn’t very often.”

From the corner of your eye, you see him nod, taking in the new information.

“I’m here every day,” Chani whispers.

You turn your face towards him, examining his sorrowful expression - the way his eyebrows pulled together, his eyes slightly shining from the tears threatening to spill, his lip trembling ever so softly and his nose vaguely scrunching up.

“Why?” You finally ask.

He just shrugs, moving his face away from your gaze, his fingers playing with the dirt and grass on the ground in front of him. Something about his facial expression makes you want to pull him into a hug and cuddle him until you both fall asleep. Another deep silence settles over and you frown. You check your watch and exclaim.

“Oh, man, it’s so late! I’ve got head home.”

You stand up, dusting yourself off, and Chani watches from his position on the ground.

“Will you be back tomorrow?” He asks.

You shrug. “I don’t know. It depends on if I have time, I have work tomorrow.”

His face drops and he breathes a tiny “oh.” You suddenly regret every word that had just tumbled out of your mouth.

“I’ll be back.”

Chani’s face breaks out into a huge, bright, childlike smile, showcasing his pearly-white teeth. In the back of your mind, you swear the world just got that much brighter.

“Really?” He doesn’t even try to hide the excitement in his voice. You grin and nod.

“Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow. I have to go. Bye, Chani.”

You wave goodbye before running to your car that’s parked right behind you and the boy. Starting the engine, you drive off, looking in the rearview mirror to see Chani sitting on the ground, watching you with a smile on his face.

[inseongsfoxybae]

Two is better than one

Threesome: Boyfriend Juho + Female reader + Best Friend Rowoon

Genre: Smut 🔞

Warnings: Threesome, dom!Juho, dom!Rowoon, sub!reader, oral (female receiving), face fucking, rough sex, a bit of overstimulation + after care

Words: +1,7k

Requested: Could you do a threesome with ZuWoon? 🥺 Smutty if possible 🙊 Got this idea from Hannah's HwiTae smut fic, but I want it with ZuWoon . Like I can't even begin to imagine how rough they would be and the competition to try and impress the girl 😳🥵

Author’s message: Hey, babe! I’m sorry it took so long and I guess it ended up a little different from your request, but I still hope you like it. If you don’t, let me know and I’ll write something new especially for you. Foxy kisses 😘

P.S: As english is not my mother language, it may contain misspelled. Also, sorry for any other mistakes :)

Synopsis: Juho invites his frustrated single best friend to join a sex session with you.

As the boys were all busy with their drama schedules, Juho invited you to spend a night with him at the dorms, so you could have some time just to yourselves. You ate together and watched a romcom before heading to his bedroom to listen to the new songs he was working on before sleeping. 

One of the beats were a bit sexy and slow and Juho confessed he produced it thinking of the way your body moves against his when you make love. The soft mood ended here, as you ran your fingers through his dark locks and pulled him closer to you, kissing him hungrily. 

You roughly made out in the middle of his bed, your clothes quickly being taken away from your bodies as your mouths moved in a violent pace and your hips got closer, grinding sexualy against each other.

Juho lips detached from yours and traced a wet trail down your skin, reaching for every sweet spot on your body. You breathed heavily at the way he was taking you, going lower and lower over your breasts and stomach, until find his way to your wet folds, licking a long strip up your throbbing pussy. 

His hot mouth attached to your clit as his hand teased your entrance, slowly pumping two fingers in and out of you. You were desperately moaning his name already, pleasurable curses filling the dorm as you had left the door opened, the sound of your squelching pussy mixing with your own noises. 

Both of you were so lost in that moment that of you heard the beep of the door and a stressed Rowoon entering the dorm. You barely had the mind to realize that he followed your moans and watched the forbidden scene of you being hungrily devouring by your boyfriend from the doorframe. 

“You can at least close the door, you know?”, Rowoon commented with a dark look on his face. 

Juho suddenly stopped his suckings and fingers onto you and turned to his friend with shocked eyes, not knowing what to say or do. You covered your burning face with your hands, desperately wanting to disappear. 

“I swear to God… I came home after an exhausting day hoping that I can just plop on my bed and sleep for hours, and what I find? A eager couple fucking with the door open!”, Rowoon said, visibly annoyed by the two of you. “Thank you for remind me that I don’t have a girl to fuck in my room now, Baek Juho”, he scoffed, barely glancing at the tent growing in his pants now. 

“Oh!”, Juho exclaimed, considering something in his mind before looking down at you. “Y/N, I think we owe apologies to our friend”, he took away your hands from your face.

“Sorry, Rowoonie”, you shyly apologized, not being able to look at him. 

“Do it properly, babe. Look at him and say the words”, Juho said, slightly grasping your chin and turning your head to look at Rowoon. 

Your eyes landed on his hard dick pressed under his pants and you immediately shut them, mumbling a low “oh my gosh”. 

“You know what, Y/N? It’s been a while since I wanna try something new with you and I think this is the perfect timing”, your boyfriend pointed with a lustful tone. “The three of us… Let’s do it”.

“Wh-what?”, you nervously stuttered.

“Think this way, honey. You can have two dicks instead of one, you can take a look at paradise. What do you think?”, Juho suggested, staring needy at you as you felt wetter with every sentence he had spoken, slowly nodding. 

“Are you up, right, Seokwoo?”, he asked his friend that was still observing you in the room. “As you don’t have a girlfriend to fuck, I’ll let you fuck my baby tonight. You okay with it?”

Rowoon stared down at you, that was finally looking at him, feeling aroused by the idea of being taken by two big men in one night. He realized you were not shy anymore and that you were willing to take all of him, his dick twitching inside his trousers, begging to have attention. 

He didn’t answer anything, just took his shirt off and unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down his long legs on a swift motion, his full hard dick springing free and red. Your mouth watered at the stunning view before you, teeth biting your bottom lips as you struggled to not squeeze your legs together. 

Juho moved out between your open legs and kneeled beside you as Rowoon stopped at the edge of the bed, sinfully looking down at your exposed body. You locked your eyes with his, encouraging him to touch you. Rowoon glanced at his friend, who quickly nodded as one of his hands wrapped around his shaft to keep it hard. 

You felt the large hands of your guest shyly running over your stomach at first, barely getting closer to your breasts. When you shivered under his touch and a small moan fell from your lips, he got the courage to cup your breasts on his hands to slowly massage them, his digits teasing your hard nipples, his eyes attentively watching your face expressions. 

“Touch her pussy”, Juho groaned beside you, his fist working hard on himself. 

Rowoon didn't waste any more time, his long fingers touched your throbbing clit, feeling the wetness dripping from your aching pussy. You left a loud moan fell from your lips as your hands grabbed the sheets under you desperately. 

"Do you like that?", Rowoon asked, touching you roughly. 

"Fuck, yes!", you whined, eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

"Do you wanna know how good my dick can make you feel too?", he teased, rubbing his swollen tip against your folds. 

"Please", you loudly moaned, already feeling so high due to his dirty touches. "Fuck me". 

Your friend glanced at Juho, who was getting lost in pleasure as he desperately jerked off. Their eyes met for a second and both of them smirked, knowing exactly what they wanted to do with you. 

"Ass up, babygirl", Juho groaned to you, guiding your face to the level of his desperate dick, watching his best friend adjusting his position behind you. "Are you ready for us, Y/N?". 

"Yes'', you whimpered, wiggling your butt before Rowoon while gazing up to meet Juho's eyes. "Just fuck me". 

"Of course", was the last thing you heard your boyfriend say before pushing himself into your parted lips, his tip almost reaching your throat. At the same time, you felt Rowoon penetrating you, his thick girth stretching your wet tight walls until being buried-deep inside you. 

They kept still for a while, just filling you, the three of you pulsing. Juho's hands roamed through your hair and neck, Rowoon's traveled up and down your back. 

Your boyfriend was the first one to move, bucking his hips against your face, setting a steady pace in and out your mouth. Right after, your guest started to thrust into your hole, deep and hard, holding you close by your hips.

Both men were going rough with you. Juho mercilessly fucked your face as Rowoon did the same with your pussy, the sound of their balls slamming against your sweaty skin mixed with your desperate choked cries. 

Your tears joined the drool that escaped from the corners of your abused mouth. Behind you, the violence of Rowoon’s thrusts was getting you sore already and you clenched helplessly around him, making the tall man groan as he slapped your butt cheeks. 

“Your mouth feels so good around me, babe”, Juho suddenly moaned before you, his movements getting sloppy as he was near his orgasm. “Will you swallow all my cum, babygirl?”, he asked, tilting your head up to look at him. 

You blinked in response, feeling his dick twitching before pouring his hot load down your throat. You made sure to swallow all of him, gasping for air when he finally pulled out and collapsed on bed, trying to catch his breath as well. 

While your man took some rest, your friend kept his merciless work on you, your now free screams filling the whole room. Now, his fingers harshly rubbed your clit as he set an unforgiving pace into you, pushing you over the edge when your orgasm hit you like a truck. Rowoon quickly pulled out and cum all over your back and butt, thick white lines painted your soaring skin. 

He moved to the side and plopped on the bed by your side, your face buried into the mattress as you were too exhausted to move a single muscle.

“How was that?”, Juho broke the silence when all your breaths normalized. 

“Wow”, that was all Rowoon could say, making your boyfriend chuckle. “Thank you for this”.

“Baby, are you okay?”, Juho asked you, carefully turning your tiny body around, a weak chuckle falling from your sore throat as you were still unable to open your eyes. 

“It feels so good”, you simply murmured, knowing that the two men grinned at your comment.

You slowly opened your eyes and smiled at the beautiful guys before you. 

“It proves that two is better than one, I guess”, you teased and the three of you burst into laughter. “It was great, boys. But, now, let me sleep”. 

“Wait. We need to clean you up first, lazy girl”, your boyfriend said, trying to pull you out of the bed with him. 

“I can’t move now”, you mumbled, half awake, half asleep.

“Okay, I’ll get a wet cloth and clean you myself”, Juho insisted. 

“No, let me do this. I made the mess, I clean it”, Rowoon left the bedroom and came back seconds later with a wet cloth and a glass of water for you. 

You drank the water and let him clean you up, quickly dozing off on your boyfriend’s chest. You could barely make out Rowoon pecking your hand and thanking you one more time and Juho slowly kissing your temple as he caged you in his arms to sleep. You barely realized the small smile on your face when you were already sleeping, feeling amazed by what just happened tonight. 

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: SF9 (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kim Seokwoo | Rowoon/Lee Jaeyoon Characters: Kim Seokwoo | Rowoon, Lee Jaeyoon, Kang Chanhee | Chani, Yoo Taeyang, Baek Juho | Zuho, Kim Youngkyun | Hwiyoung Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Ghosts, Angst with a Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, the coffee shop is the setting for the first part of the fic, Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Seokwoo Can See Ghosts, Ghost Lee Jaeyoon Summary:

Farewells are inevitable, but that doesn't mean Seokwoo is prepared to say goodbye to Jaeyoon who's made his mornings better and less lonely ever since he opened up his cafe.

He's not ready to say goodbye, but it's inevitable.

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K-ACTORS:

Lee Dong Wook

Rowoon / Kim Seokwoo

THE BOYZ:

Lee Sangyeon

Jacob Bae

Kim Younghoon

Hyunjae / Lee Jaehyun

Lee Juyeon

Kevin Moon

New / Choi Chanhee

Q / Ji Changmin

Ju Haknyeon

Kim Sunwoo

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Kim Namjoon

Park Jimin

Kim Taehyung

Jeon Jungkook

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Leedo / Kim Geonhak

Lee Keonhee

Yeo Hwanwoong

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Kim Youngbin

Kim Inseong

Lee Jaeyoon

Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk

Zuho / Baek Juho

Rowoon / Kim Seokwoo

Yoo Taeyang

Hwiyoung / Kim Youngkyun

Chani / Kang Chanhee

SHINEE:

Onew / Lee Jinki

Key / Kim Kibum

Choi Minho

Lee Taemin

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Bang Chan

Lee Know / Lee Minho

Seo Changbin

Hwang Hyunjin

Han Jisung

Felix Lee.

Kim Seungmin

Yang Jeongin

VIXX:

Cha Hakyeon / N

Leo / Jung Taekwon

Ken / Lee Jaehwan

Hyuk / Han Sanghyuk

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Fandom; SF9

Pairing; Kim Seokwoo | Rowoon/Baek Juho | Zuho

Genre; Soulmarks AU, Fake Dating, Slow Burn

Rating; T

Word Count; 9,299

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3

It’s finally finished. This piece is quite possibly my favourite thing I have ever written. It took me so long to bring this final chapter out because I kept changing things because it wasn’t the way I wanted the story to go. I didn’t want angst or drawn-out pining I just wanted a happy ending to make your heart flutter. I hope I was able to bring it to you. Please please leave me feedback if you read and enjoyed! Comments and messages validate an authors work and make us more inclined to want to write even more!!

Thank you to everyone who has supported this fic, and especially to the anon who sent me the prompt in the first place. I’m quite certain this is not what you expected but you should feel pride that you are the reason this piece came to be. So thank you from the bottom of my heart, and thank you to anyone who ever sends me prompts. I love you all.