#beomgyu was probably thinking about how much he wanted to eat and go to bed and ppl were like omg he's soooo in love 🥹🥹🥹

[bamgeut]

just saw a beomgyu x winter edit so i decided to look for more on tiktok and i'm laughing SO hard bc they didn't even ACKNOWLEDGE each other's presence but the edits always have a romantic song in the background and the comments are like 🥹🥹🥹🥹💞💞💞🥰🥰🥰 like bitch wake up

[lailols]

TXT when you call them by their name

Soobin

- sassy, pouty, isn’t moving an inch until you get his name right

“Soobin!” You say shaking so you jostle him from how you’re cuddling, “Look at this video.”

He does the exact opposite. Sitting up and shifting to the end of the bed so you’re not touching without saying a word.

“Soobin?” You call out and crawl over to him, sprawling yourself on top of him, “What’s wrong? Look at this video.”

He hmphs and flips over so you fall off of him.

“Helloooooooo” You start shaking him. “Why are you doing this? Did I do something?”

“I don’t know angel, did you?”

“No? Soobin, we’ve been sitting here watching TikTok’s for like an hour.”

“Hm, I guess not darling.” He says standing up.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t know, love, probably somewhere that I’m loved and appreciated”

“Um?” You stand as well, “What are you talking about, Soobin?”

“Now you’re just doing it on purpose!” He pouts ans stomps his foot.

“Doing what?”

“Calling me that name.” He spits the words like a curse.

“Soobin? Baby, that’s your name!” You say cradling his cheeks.

“Nope, not to you.” He shakes his head, “Calling me that is basically saying you want me to never succeed in life and die.”

“I didn’t realize calling you by the name your parents gave you was a crime”

“It is when it’s you”

“Okay, I’m so sorry my sugarplum gumdrop lovemuffin pumpkin sweetie pie.” You say peppering kisses over his face.

“I’d rather my name to that monstrosity”

“Beggars can’t be choosers”

Yeonjun

- he’d rather you just kill him, actually

“Yeonjun, look at this!” You go to run up to the display but are stopped by the horrified gasp that leaves your boyfriend’s lips.

Yeonjun falls to his knees in the middle of the mall, clutching his heart, “I think I might be dying.”

“What? What’s wrong? What happened?” You kneel next to him and while scanning his body trying to see whats hurting him.

“You calling me Yeonjun must’ve taken ten years off my lifespan.” He cries dramatically, curled in on himself, “I can feel the cold, clammy hands of death already.”

“I thought you were hurt, asshole.” You slap his shoulder and stand up to walk away.

“Noooooooo” his whines follow you as he scrambles to catch up, draping himself on top of you “baby, you were supposed to give me the kiss of life and call me by my name”

“Me calling you by your name is how we got into this situation.” you say with an eye roll.

“Not that name, the name only you can call me!”

“I call you a lot of names, which one should I pick?”

“The one that you think fits me the best!”

“Oh, okay, idiot”

“Hey!”

“It’s true!” You say with a shrug.

“That’s not romantic at all!”

“You didn’t say it had to be romantic!”

“It was implied!

“Fine! My idiot~”

“That’s works too.” He says with a grin.

Beomgyu

- fights fire with fire, don’t play with him

“Beomgyu, can you zip my top please?” You ask watching him through the mirror.

“Sure, y/n, I can do that, y/n” he says, stepping up to zip you.

Your brows furrow, “…oooookay, thank you?”

“What’s wrong, y/n? I thought you wanted me to zip up your top, y/n?” He says with a shit eating grin.

“Why are you saying my government name so much?”

“Oh, I thought that that’s what we were doing, y/n.” He cocks his head at you .

“No? Gyu, why would we do that?”

“You literally called me Beomgyu five minutes ago!”

“I wasn’t doing it to be mean, I was doing it because it’s your name genius.”

“Well, then I’m just doing the same thing, y/n”

“Gyuuuuuuuu, stop I don’t like it”

“Are you sure, y/n? Because if my name slips out so naturally, you must like it, y/n. And if you like my government name, y/n, isn’t it fair to assume that you like your government name as well, y/n?”

“No, actually, it is not, Beomgyu”

“It seems like it is, y/n, because here you are, continuing to call me that.”

“You’ve called my name at least 100 times in the last five minutes”

“I had a point to prove and my honor on the line.”

“I’m so sure.”

“Don’t hate the player, hate the game.”

Taehyun

- realizes and is vv confused

Taehyun! Can you grab some food on your way home? I don’t feel like cooking🥺

He had to read the text five times to make sure he wasn’t crazy.

Were you upset he wasn’t home yet? He told you he’d be at the gym late tonight but maybe you wanted to spend some time together before bed.

Did you want him to cook? Should he have telepathically sensed that you weren’t in the mood to cook and stayed home to make you your dinner?

Obviously he doesn’t actually believe any of this, but his name being in the text message instead of babe, love, hyun, or even tyun is very worrying.

He decides to cut his workout short and grab something to cook for you.

He even brings it up to the room so you don’t have to move to eat.

“Oh? What’s the special occasion?”

“Nothing…. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, baby, I’m fine.” You say grabbing the bowl. “How was the gym? You’re back pretty early”

“The gym was good, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes??? Tae, why do you keep asking?” You ask with a laugh.

He mumble something and then says again louder, “You called me Taehyun when you texted me and I was worried you were upset about something.”

“Oh! No, love, I’m not upset.” You chuckle, “I just realized that a lot of my nicknames for you are parts of your name so I just wanted to test out the full thing to see if it sticks.”

“And… did it stick?”

“Not really. It feels too formal to call you by your name.”

He lets out the breath he was holding, “That’s good, I didn’t really like it either.”

Kai

- pouty but doesn’t want you to realize

“….Hueningkai?”

His head whips around to you like he was struck. He looks you up and down to gauge your emotions but you’re just standing over the pot as serene as ever. It’s fine, he’ll play it cool and act completely natural to see if you’re upset.

“Ye-ah?” Shit, his voice cracked.

“Can you pass me the salt?”

“Sure, babe.” He grabs the salt and goes to hand it to you.

“Thanks, Hueningkai.” You try to take the salt from him, but he doesn’t let it go, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” He lets go of the salt like it’s on fire.

You add the salt in and put the pot cover on so it could simmer and then turn around to find Kai sulking in front of the fridge.

“Kai?…. Are you okay?”

“Yeah! Yeah, I’m fine! What’s up?” He jumps up and leans against the fridge in an attempt to look natural (he doesn’t).

You eye him for a bit before continuing, “Why are you standing all the way over there? We usually cling to each other while we cook.”

“Oh, I just wanted to be ready incase you needed something else.”

You eye him again, “If I needed something else, we could’ve just walked over there and gotten it. You don’t have to wait like I’ll kill you if you don’t bring it fast enough”

“Yeah, but…” he trails off

“But, what?”

“Does it not annoy you when I don’t give it right away?”

“I mean, not really? And if it did, I’d just grab it myself”

“Hm…” he pouts and looks away from you

“What made you think I was annoyed, baby?”

“Well… you called me by my full name when I took too long to pass the salt.”

“Honey, I was just trying to get your attention. When I called you the first few times, you didn’t respond.”

“Oh…”

[dr-solomon]

(🔞) — "you can only touch me when the music stops."

w: bf!gyu × fem!reader, unprotected sex, pussy eating/slapping, dirty talk, little mutual seductive games?shows? (wildness wildness wildness wildness)

~

You had been busy all week, so when the weekend came, the excitement of having a chance to spend time with each other made you both silly.

This time Beomgyu was at your house and you realized once again that the house was really empty without him today.

You could have chatted in your bedroom until dawn. It was probably your favorite thing. Both of you would take turns talking about your week; Beomgyu's tragic events with his boss, or your annoying teachers were the most viral topics of your nightly chats.

For you, talking only under the moonlight and the led lights made this activity extra special.

That's why tonight you were sitting in your bedroom, which you had decorated together.

But tonight, something was different.

"Hey, is your alarm going off?" Beomgyu was the first to hear the strange sound coming from under the covers.

"Oh, yeah." You hurriedly found your phone and stopped the stupid sound.

Annoying music is always ideal for alarms.

You smiled at Beomgyu. "I forgot to turn it off." And he smiled back. "My love, are you setting an alarm for this time?" It was funny to him because he had never seen you set an alarm for the night before.

"Yeah, it's just a new way of getting to bed early." you laughed to yourself. "I'm too stubborn to ignore alarms."

"Yeah, I've noticed." He always hid something in that smile. "That's because you're so used to it that instead of turning it off again, you snoozed."

"Oh?" A real laugh this time. "God, I've been so stupid for the last week."

He looked at you as if to say you were cute instead of stupid. You reached for the bedside drawer with the phone in your hand but he stopped you.

"You're gonna cancel the alarm?"

"Yes."

"How many times does the alarm go off before it automatically goes off?"

"Um... I think it's 7?"

"So it's gonna go off 6 more times?"

"Mhm."

"Okay, so how many minutes does the snooze last?"

"Five."

"Good."

"What's on your mind?"

You smiled together, his was much dirtier. "Do you wanna play a game?"

"What kind of game?" asked curiously.

"It's like..." he licked his bottom lip. "Only when the alarm stops going off, you can touch me" whispered. "And I'll touch you."

"Wow."

Your body warmed up to what he was offering you, his little games and his cheekiness.

You realized that the game he was talking about would give you both heaven and hell, he let you think about it. He always liked to start fires.

You crawled towards him, he watched you curiously. Seeing in his eyes the endless desire he had for you. The only good thing about all those stupid days and weeks was that Choi Beomgyu belonged to you.

“I think the second alarm is less than 5 minutes away.” you whispered. Your foreheads touched, fortunately you liked playing with fire as much as he did.

His smile slowly left his face during the whole conversation. He put his hand on your cheek and joined your lips passionately. Your hair caressed his face, your bangs tangled. You listened to the wet sounds of your slow and warm kiss. And his humming.

Sounds were Beomgyu's weak point, he always went wild to hear more.

He bit your lower lip “Come here.” grabbed your hips and helped you sit on his lap.

This time he pressed your tongues together before your lips and you knew he wasn't closing his eyes. His hand moved down into your shorts and touched your bare cheeks. His palm was warm.

Your teeth touched his upper lip. Beomgyu opened his mouth and closed his eyes, letting you bite him as much as you wanted.

You squeezed his hair at the nape of his neck as his right hand slipped between your thighs and reached your pussy. He pressed his middle and ring finger against your hole through the panties and not even a few seconds into feeling that sweet pressure, the annoying sound was heard.

Second alert.

Beomgyu slowly pulled his hand out of your shorts and your whole body trembled with disappointment. You took your hands off him and got off his lap, reached for your phone and snoozed the alarm.

Beomgyu's cheeks were pink, he didn't like the space in his lap, but there was still a smile on his lips. “Do you like it?”

You leaned your back against the headboard and hugged your legs. You watched as he put his fingers to his lips, wet from having just touched your panties.

His cat tongue appeared between his lips, wiped his middle and ring finger nicely and went back inside.

My god. You gulped, looking like he was waiting for an answer to his question.

Really? He followed curiously as your hands moved down to your shorts. You locked your eyes on his as you slowly removed the soft fabric from your legs.

Beomgyu pressed his lips together and immediately looked into your eyes after your shorts fell to the floor. He wasn't smiling anymore, he was just there looking at you with his messy hair and going a little insane.

His eyes widened when your hand went to your hips again. “No.” Beomgyu growled. But what could stop you?

“Y/n...” He watched with his open mouth as your thin black underwear made its slow journey down your legs. Your t-shirt covered your thighs and you licked your lips, ending the show you were putting on for him.

You were happy to do such a good job while wanting his hands all over you. Beomgyu pressed his hand to the bulge in his pants and backed up a little. Cursing silently, closed his eyes and threw his head back.

By now your hands were sweaty and your t-shirt was a rag in your palms, you bit your lower lip excitedly. The sound of your phone letting you know that the stupid time you'd been trying to count in your head over and over again had come to an end.

And God knows, it was the first time you liked that brain-piercing sound so much.

Third alarm.

Beomgyu didn't even let you move. When he was on top of you with a speed you had never seen before, you squeezed his shoulders impatiently, but he wasn't thinking the same thing.

He pulled you down and holding your knees, spread your legs and buried his face in your pussy.

“Oh my-” at the end of a hellish five minutes, you regained the warm sensation of his mouth.

“B-beomgyu...” grabbed his hair. He repeatedly opened and closed his mouth over your hole as if his life depended on it.

He was squeezing and lifting your hips and making you settle better in his mouth, he was the best at it.

“Mmm” All those sounds he was making from you as your juices mixed with his saliva, almost making him cum too.

He parted your lips with his fingers and stubbornly pressed his tongue deep inside you. Just like he needed it more than you did.

He lifted his head and watched you drip a little more intensely and looked at that wonderful expression on your face. With his right hand he slapped your pleasure spot hard, “Ah!” that made you squirt a little. That's exactly why you felt you couldn't take it anymore when he landed the second slap harder. “Beomgyu, no-” you didn't want to cum right away but you wanted him to make you squirt like crazy.

You got up on your elbows, Beomgyu stuck his tongue out, looking into your eyes as his mouth covered all over your pussy again.

Well, you wouldn't mind coming more than once tonight, would you?

Just as your stomach is trembling with pleasure and you feel one step closer to the high...

Fourth alarm.

"Fuck! Fuck..." you turned toward the phone and snoozed the alarm with a tap, almost as if you wanted to break it.

The sensation of his mouth disappeared. Beomgyu is a total stunner with a dripping chin, teary eyes and red lips.

He put his hands in his messy hair, combed it back and returned to a sitting position on the bed. You could see him panting with rage, pulled his shirt off and threw it on the floor.

It was his idea and you were having fun, but now you can see he hates himself.

As you sat up, Beomgyu turned his head towards you and watched your glistening thighs. His art.

You didn't feel the need to fix your messy hair like he did, just leaned your head back and sighed as your pussy throbbed like crazy.

You took turns looking at his thin bracelet, his hair tucked behind his ear, his naked upper body and the triangle in his pants.

"I hate myself." Beomgyu laughed and made you laugh too. Both laughed at what a sucker you were to each other.

You touched the hair clinging to your neck, only your breathing could be heard in the room. You had never been eaten so savagely by Beomgyu before.

"You're gonna take that off too?" he taunted, knew there was nothing under your shirt. His hand settled on his belt, it was obvious he wished for nothing more than to see you naked. And that you didn't like the space between your legs.

"No." you replied, "This is for you."

Beomgyu laughed, you could see what you had done to his cheeks.

You watched him unbuckle his belt, he didn't just throw it on the floor, he ran his fingers over its surface.

The few scenarios in which he used it on you unfolded as if they had always been there. Pressed your knees together, your vagina, sensitive as hell, made a wet sound and that made Beomgyu turn to you.

You've never seen his eyes so dark before: "Can you do it again?"

The voices...

Swallowed, his eyes were on your knees and thighs, everywhere. Slowly spread your legs and... 'Pop!'

He watched all over your vagina, which was soaked thanks to him, getting a little closer. "You're a fucking goddess." His breath hit your pussy, your eyes watered with desire. "Beomgyu..."

Eyes met, you felt your nipples itch as he smiled at the needy expression on your face.

He stepped back, dropped the belt he was holding and continued to watch you, that smile still on his face. "Your pussy has never tasted anything like this before, has it darling?" licked his lips, looking quite delighted. "Even if I let you sit on my face all night, you wouldn't get tired of dripping, right?"

"Beomgyu-" his dirty words coming out of his still glistening chin made you drip some more on your sheet, you pulled your legs towards you and hid.

"Ahah," Beomgyu laughed, looking down at your writhing body with pleasure. "Even if the fucking alarm doesn't go off, I can make you cum with my words."

You pressed your face into the pillow, Beomgyu followed your movements, wishing he was right behind you now. "You're such a good girl."

Guessed he was pressed against his cock again.

Fifth alarm.

You lifted your face and threw the pillow on the floor, Beomgyu didn't let you break your prone position and settled on top of you. He lifted your hips up and stood behind you, just as he had just imagined.

When his penis finally touched your vagina, you gave him your most beautiful moan ever. Closed your eyes as Beomgyu slowly entered you. All his hardness expanded you, hitting your clit, sliding over your wetness, filling you mercilessly...

Your immediate grip and squeeze caused Beomgyu to fall onto your back. "Ah, ah..." You swallowed almost too well for him to move. He put his hands on top of yours, his hot breath coming in behind your ear. At this point you both forgot about your little game, there was only desire and passion.

Beomgyu introduced you to his fastest tempo, your bodies started pounding against each other. Both of you smeared all your wetness on each other.

Beomgyu was trapped between your walls, forgetting the whole world and making you forget the whole world.

The electric sensation in your stomach again, the sound of the alarm you heard along with Beomgyu's growl, could not be prevented this time.

He reached for your phone and, cursing, turned off the alarm, threw it hard onto the bed. You laughed at the sound the phone made as it slipped over the sheets and landed on the floor.

Eyes closed with passion, Beomgyu returned to rummaging through you. Faster, faster pace.

With great pleasure, your boyfriend broke his own game and made you cum all over him and came deep inside you.

He put his face to your neck, felt the last wave of pleasure as the sound of your breaths fought.

"C-condom-"

"Fuck the condoms."

The taste of fucking with him raw for the first time.*

Beomgyu wrapped his arms around your waist and made you lie on his chest as he lay on his back on the bed. He found your hands, which you made into fists, and took them in his palm.

You've watched the ceiling many times on this bed, but now enjoy watching it as you lie on top of him.

"Did your phone break?"

~

!! do not 'fuck' the condoms, USE the condoms🖖!!

©dr-solomon 2024

[fairyofshampgyu]

Now Live: Stream 4

Genre: smut, camboy au, college au, crack

Pairing: camboy! Beomgyu x gn reader (afab when smut)

Warnings: camboy, sub! beomgyu, dom! reader, solo beomgyu, vibrating cock ring, voyeurism

Synopsis: Every Thursday night at 8pm, you tune into your favourite camboy: Angel313. What you don’t know is he even goes to the same uni as you, is in the same class as you and is Choi Beomgyu, the campus fuckboy but will you keep his secret?

Word count: 2.9k

“Wait so you used to watch my streams all the time?” Beomgyu looks at you all cocky as you both walked to the uni’s concert hall, music sheets in both your hands of the arrangements you had finally finished to show the ensemble to play. “That’s so adorable. I appreciate my fans so much, I really do.” He presses his hand to his chest dramatically.

“Shut up.” You elbow his side, causing the music sheets in his hand to fall on the ground in the chilly and windy breeze.

“Owww. Hey! You should help me pick those up!”

You don’t, carrying on strolling as he speedily grabbed the sheets, racing to walk beside you again.

“What was your username, come on tell me. Don’t be embarrassed.” He looks at you with a shit eating grin.

“I’m not telling you.”

“Come onn! I think I deserve to know!”

“No.”

“But-”

“-No.”

“Why not?!”

You give it some thought whether you should tell him or not but he probably would never let it go if you didn’t. Sighing, you decide to just let it out. “I was…user seggsysax…”

Beomgyu bursts into a fit of laughter in disbelief, “You were seggsysax?!” He can’t stop laughing and you just stand, staring at him with a deadpan gaze. “I always see your username in every single one of my lives! Even from the very start! Wow. Thank you for being such a loyal fan.” He laughs even more, “I thought your username was weird though.”

You roll your eyes, slightly embarrassed. “I play saxophone! And…it’s sexy? I don’t know I just came up with anything! Will you stop laughing?!” But beomgyu looks like he’s about to hurtle to the ground any second.

You make it to the concert hall, waiting for the other musicians to start coming in. Strings, woodwind, brass, and percussionists to sit in their assigned positions, you and beomgyu handing out the scores on the music stands.

“Hello! I’m Beomgyu and this is Y/n. We’re the two organisers of the music department’s Christmas performance this year.” Beomgyu introduces you both cheerily once everyone settles in and begins to explain what will be happening.

And then you all start practicing and learning the pieces, you and beomgyu taking it in turns to conduct and play and telling them how certain sections should sound like. It was already beginning to come together and was already sounding great.

You were actually pretty excited about it, people coming up to praise you both on how you’ve arranged it after it had finished and you and beomgyu giving each other a little fist bump once they all left.

“So, you’re gonna be my manager or whatever then? What are you even gonna do?” Beomgyu asks, both of you at his place, sitting on his comfy bed after practice to discuss your earlier proposition.

“Well, since I’ve watched a lot of camboys and have been part of your audience, I could give you input and ideas on what other watchers would want and like so we can make more money. I could also help you film everything since it must be hard trying to film it yourself and I’ll monitor what people comment and what gets you more tips.” You shrug your shoulders.

“Alright then. Interview’s over. Sure, you’re my manager now I guess. Why do you want to though anyway?”

“Because I am broke as hell and couldn’t find any part time jobs and this doesn’t seem that bad. Why did you start being a camboy?”

“I’m also broke and need to pay off my college tuition.” Beomgyu shrugs his shoulders, “I stumbled across a camboy once and thought hey! I can make money at home just jerking off so…”

You nod, “Yeah, you’re good at it.”

He smiles at your praise, eyes scrunching into little crescent moons and cheeks blushing, “Thanks!” Clearly, he likes compliments. It’s kinda really cute. You clear your head at the last comment-Off topic, off topic.

“So…why don’t we try out and film something now?” You suggest nonchalantly.

“What? Like, right now?” Beomgyu’s eyes pop out his sockets.

“Yeah if you want to”

“O-okay. Y-yeah, yeah...”

He gives you your phone so you can set everything up, putting it on the tripod and angling the cameras to one of his bare walls, ready to stream. “What should I do?” Beomgyu asks shyly.

“I don’t know. Do you have somewhere where you keep all your toys and stuff?”

So he goes to his wardrobe, getting a pink box at the back and opening it for you to look at a variety of little vibes, dildos, plugs and many other things. Your eyes catch a vibrating cock ring you’ve never seen before.

“Oh I haven’t seen you use that before.” You point at it.

“Yeah I got it recently.”

“Do you wanna use it today? I bet the viewers would go crazy. It’s pretty.”

“Y-yeah okay then.” Beomgyu’s voice suddenly sounding mouse-like.

Beomgyu starts changing out of his clothes to put on his usual thigh highs and putting the cock ring on with slightly shaking hands. He doesn’t know whether he should tell you to look away since you’ll literally be watching him anyway and it’s not like you’ve never seen him naked, given you’ve watched multiple of his streams.

But you turn your head anyway, taking your phone out and going on it, acting as if you were extremely busy replying to life changing messages. You just had twitter up and kept refreshing it.

Once he was done you look up, not daring to look anywhere but his face. He passes the controller to the vibrator to you, averting your gaze as well.

“You want me to do it?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay then. Should I start the stream now?”

He nods and positions himself where you set the tripod and then you press the live button. Loads of users washing in and beomgyu says his usual greetings and welcomes to them.

After that he looks at you as if to indicate for you to start the controller and so you do, putting it on a low setting. Beomgyu also starts to fuck himself along with it, pumping his dick with his hands, slowly.

Beomgyu is beyond embarrassed right now. Whilst he’s fucked himself for thousands of people to watch, it’s incredibly different to this right now. A real person, right in front of him. Someone he knows. It made him so nervous, especially with your firm gaze on him, you not saying or visibly reacting to anything he’s doing making him even more squirmy. Somehow though, he thinks it’s making him even more turned on with you right there watching him. What was this weird feeling? What were you thinking of him right now?

You press one of the buttons to the controller even higher. Beomgyu looking at you with wide eyes as he carried on stroking his cock with the added vibrations, not even looking anywhere else but your face at this point, completely forgetting there was another audience watching him right now besides you, but he doesn’t bother checking the comments this time as he moans, feeling the pleasure overtaking him. He can’t believe he’s acting like this in front of you. Literally moaning with you right there. Because of you.

You know you shouldn’t feel like this at all. Like, absolutely at all. It was so, so wrong for you to feel like this but watching beomgyu like this, falling apart in front of you, stroking his dick shyly, you controlling his pleasure made you so unbelievably aroused. You could moan yourself to be honest.

You’d think that knowing Angel was actually beomgyu would make you stop feeling attracted to Angel at all, but you’re starting to think it’s only increased it. You watched every one of his streams, your favourite camboy and you’d fuck yourself as well while watching him, thinking he was perfect. And now, he was a mere few feet away from you. In real life. Fucking himself whilst you got to watch. In person. What you used to watch on your laptop screen doesn’t even compare to the real thing. His moans, reactions, body even prettier in real life.

The amount of willpower it took to not go and just fuck him right there. But that would be so wrong. It’s beomgyu. Not Angel. Well, actually you’re a bit confused now. But either way, it would be so wrong. Especially since you’re just his manager now. You’re professionally working with him. You can’t do that.

You turn the button up to the highest beomgyu looking at you fearfully and throwing his head back, whining. He slows his movements down on his dick for a second but you give him a glare as if to say ‘don’t you dare’ so he doesn’t, whimpering as he continued to stroke his dick for you.

You look at the comments to see viewers confused on whose controlling the cock ring since that’s never happened before, but they find it hot, him not not knowing what’s gonna happen.

He squishes his legs together, pumping his dick faster, eyes facing the ceiling and moans increasing and you know he’s just about to cum, seeing the scene loads of times before to know when he’s just on the verge. You press the button multiple times to go to one of the more lower settings, beomgyu snapping his head to you, distraught from not getting his high yet.

Then you go again, pressing it to the highest immediately, making beomgyu’s body jerk from the shock. He stills his hand for a second but knows better than to stop, so he just keeps jerking himself off until he’s about to cum again which doesn’t take long at all. And then you make it go to a low vibration again, beomgyu whining out loud at you. Then you start it all over again.

His hands go up to hide his face, embarrassed from the sounds he’s making in front of you and the reactions he’s making. “Y-y/n…!” Beomgyu whimpers out your name accidentally, from you still not letting him cum.

His comments go absolutely crazy. Everyone wondering who the new person behind the camera was on Angel’s channel.

@iheartsubby324: Whose y/n?!!?!?! Does he finally have a fuck buddy for himself after all this time? We’ve been telling him.

@angelsno1fan: Fuck that’s not fair. I wish I could be doing that to him right now. 😩

Many other users in all caps shouting from the screens, going mad that for the first time, Angel has someone else there. Of course you’re literally just his manager/kinda camera person helper but they don’t know that. You know if you were watching that right now you’d also be going crazy.

You let the cock ring stay on the high setting this time and beomgyu’s movements go faster on his cock, his thighs shaking together as he closes them shut again, cock twitching in the vibrating ring and he cums everywhere with a strangled pretty moan, more cum coming out of him due to the cock ring.

He can’t believe he just came in front of you. He’s never done anything like that in real life before in front of someone ever. He’s embarrassed to say he kinda liked it. But also embarrassed he just did that.

Fuck, that’s literally hottest thing ever and you got to see it in person. It was also painful to just sit there and watch. You continue to just stare it at him with your mouth slightly parted, he looked so gorgeous like that, panting, eyelids fluttering, cum covering him—you need to stop. That’s beomgyu!

You check to see how much money he just made. It was more than usual you don’t why. It wasn’t really anything different.

You wait for beomgyu on his bed as he takes a shower, feeling incredibly awkward and tense, swinging your legs off the bed. Then beomgyu walks out the bathroom, making you jump. His hair wet and masking his eyes, he dries his long hair with a towel not looking anywhere near you, you could also see how awkward he felt. Most people looked like ugly drenched rats when they came out the shower but he looked kinda…attractive-off topic! Off topic again! Beomgyu picks up his phone when a notification buzzes.

“My friend’s having a party right now. Wanna go?” Beomgyu asks, trying to ease the tension away. Just act like it never happened for now.

“Of course you have a party to go to.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing.”

“Well, are you coming or not?”

“Fine. I don’t really have anything better to do.”

You walk into Choi Yeonjun’s house, one of beomgyu’s other playboy friends, music—if you’d even call that music—blaring, making your ears slightly hurt and shit-faced people frolicking about, some play beer pong and other stereotypical house party games. Ah, how serene.

Beomgyu approaches Kang Taehyun and you follow as he excitedly jumped on his shoulders, scaring the dude.

“Taehyunnn!” Beomgyu shouts.

“You scared the shit out of me. What the hell gyu.”

You stare at them perplexed, “You guys know each other…?” Kang taehyun was one of the top students at your university and was extremely intelligent. And beomgyu was well…You can’t imagine they would both be friends at all.

“Of course we are! We’re best friends!”

“That’s stretching it a bit.” Taehyun jokes.

“Hey! You can’t say that to your husband!”

“We’re not husbands…I would never marry you.”

Beomgyu gasps. “So you want a divorce?!”

“Yeah because he’d marry me instead!” Huening kai walks over, drink in hand , another music student you recognised but he took it as a minor.

“You’re cheating on me?!?!” Beomgyu gasps even louder, making huening Kai laugh.

“You’re scaring away all the hoes beomgyu…” Taehyun sighs.

“What hoes? You get zero bitches. Me on the other hand…” Beomgyu flicks his hair at taehyun which only causes Kai to laugh even louder. A very unique laugh, you note. “Anyway this is Y/n! We’re working together on that music performance.”

“Oh hello! Nice to meet you.” They both say in unison.

“Nice to meet you too!”

The rest of the party is pretty uneventful to you. You hang out with taehyun and kai in the kitchen, talking and laughing with them. They were very entertaining to be around and friendly, happy you made some new friends. Beomgyu disappeared at some point and you see him again, clearly very drunk and making out with some girl. All three of you rolling your eyes at him.

“How much do you bet he won’t actually end up fucking them again.” Taehyun turns to Huening Kai.

“Hmmm. $30.”

“You guys know Beomgyu’s a virgin!?” You say the last part quietly.

“Yeah. I have no idea where those rumours came from in the first place.” Taehyun answers.

“Why does he act like that then though?” You ask.

“Beats me.” Huening Kai shrugs.

Once all three of you have had enough at staying at the party, you scavenge for beomgyu, finding him in the garden, passed out in a weird beetle position. And you all take him back to taehyun’s car with much effort.

Huening Kai gets dropped off first since his accommodations are a lot closer and taehyun parks his car since your block was just next to taehyun’s and beomgyu’s. You help taehyun carry beomgyu inside though.

“Hey, my dorm is just right here and I’ve got an exam early in the morning. Do you mind taking beomgyu up to his dorm yourself?” Taehyun asks, since his was at the very first floor and beomgyu’s was at the very top.

“Yeah sure. See you later taehyun. Good luck on your exam!”

“Thank you so much y/n! I’ll see you around!”

You know why taehyun chose not to come, it took absolutely forever to try and drag beomgyu up all the stairs to his dorm, elevator conveniently out of order.

You had to stop multiple times to catch your breath going up those stairs and dragging a mostly unconscious beomgyu with you but you finally make it after what feels like an eternity. Taehyun so owes you for that. And beomgyu. You genuinely feel like you’re gonna collapse but you open beomgyu’s place with his keys.

You tuck beomgyu into his bed. It was quite amusing seeing beomgyu passed out, covers tucked tightly up to his face and his mouth parted, a little unflatteringly.

He tugs on your sleeve before you can leave though, seemingly awake again. “I pussied out on fucking someone again. Is it…is it weird…Am I weird for being a-a virgin…? Beomgyu looks at you with the saddest puppy eyes ever, slurring his words from still being drunk.

“Hey…no of course not! You don’t need to have sex. It doesn’t matter, it shouldn’t be that important. You’re not weird for being a virgin! It’s…it’s normal.”

“But everyone thinks I’ve fucked everyone. And I haven’t fucked anyone. Isn’t that really embarrassing?”

“No it’s just stupid you have rumours like that about you. You shouldn’t care.”

And then he’s passed out again, probably not hearing a word you said, your hand in his to his chest from when he stopped you leaving. You clear your throat, letting go of him and exiting his place.

Next chap

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[tyuntopia]

hiii i js wanted to say ur writing is so good omg and also can i request husband txt. theyve got me feeling a little delusional lately 😭🙏

★ txt as husbands

pairing : ot5 x fem! reader

genre : fluff, kissing, smut but not fully just a bit suggestive, minors dni

a/n : hii it's been a short while, i got kinda busy with life all of a sudden but hopefully in the near future i'll have a consistent update schedule ^^ other than that, i hope you like it !!

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yeonjun

he would still be so so flirty referring to you as his angel or his darling

he would want to stay in bed with you all day just sleeping and maybe occasional make out sessions where he tells you how beautiful you are to him

as you get up to go to the restroom he orders takeout over the phone so that you don't have to worry about cooking, he's always so considerate of you

you guys would eat takeout in bed while watching a movie and as the night gets older he would turn on candles and caress your body while talking about your guys' future

he could stare into your eyes all day and night and he does do that until you drift off to sleep in which he blows out the candle and gives you a soft kiss on your shoulder before drifting off as well

he would be so good at planning dates to keep your marriage fresh, picnics at the park, hole in the wall cafés in the mornings, massages for the both of you

he would also give you a lot of presents, after work he would come home with a small necklace that he saw that made him think of you, small things like that

he would just love you so much and want to give you world if he could

soobin

he would be such a mushy husband, asking you all the time if you need anything, calling for his honey, his sunshine

LOTS of cuddling, specifically on the couch where he would be on top of you laying his head on your breasts because, and i quote "they're just too perfect"

i don't see him cooking for you, however, as you cook breakfast, dinner, you name it, he would be right behind you, head resting on your shoulder and hands hugging your waist asking what you're doing every couple of minutes,, such a clingy boy

you two would play video games together and bet that whoever loses is in charge of the chores for that day and sometimes even if he wins he gets up, gives you a chaste kiss on the cheek, and lets you know that he'll get them done because you've done so much for him already

you guys would probably always shower together: he would wash you, and then you would wash him and he would be so soft and vulnerable

after marrying, he would definitely call u odi's mom and it would be such a big deal to him

watching you take care of odi makes his heart swell because all he can think about is how you would take care you your guys' children

and at night thats definitely all he can think about now too, bringing it up when he's inside you asking if that's what you want and with a desperate "yes" from you his dream comes true

beomgyu

i think like many of us see, he would be energetic always shining light on his baby, his honey bun, his beau

but i think with you he would let shine his more raw persona

you two would spend hours in bed laying next to one another talking about the most earth shattering things, your fears, desires

he would try his best to be all that he can for you, always being there for you, asking if you need anything, just being the shoulder that you could cry on and vise versa

you two would probably bake brownies together and eat them as you watch that ridiculous dating show because why not

and you bond and laugh over video games that he forces you to play because even though he's older he "still needs to maintain his youth" whatever that means, but you don't mind it, it keeps your relationship fun

you would definitely also have pillow fights all the time and he would chase you around the house trying to tickle you

on slower nights he would draw a bath for you both to just lay together and he would bath you

upon getting out, you would get in bed as he turns on candles and begins playing guitar for you, singing you to sleep

he's definitely a goofball, but there's so many more layers to him that you love and adore

taehyun

god he would be so soft with you, treating you like a queen, calling you his love, honey, sweetheart, you name it he just wants you to know how special you are

you would wake up every morning feeling soft traces of his fingers on your legs and hips along with breathy kisses along your neck and shoulders

he would tell you to rest more as he gets up to walk to the kitchen to start cooking you breakfast, but not before giving you a soft kiss on your forehead which makes you feel all warm and protected so as he disappears you can't help but smile at the ceiling, giggling, and kicking your legs up and down

his breakfast would be so delicious and you would probably do the dishes together: him washing them and you drying them and putting them away >&lt;; dream team and this would probably be the same with all chores

he would probably lift you on the counter after you're done to make out with you softly, his hands gliding up and down your thighs and yours tangling in his hair

he would be so sweet, carrying you to the shower and washing your hair and body, then dressing you in his shirt that he thinks looks so fucking sexy on you

you would probably have movie days in bed together and late night trips to the gym

at night he would be the most sentimental, kissing you everywhere and telling you how much he loves you, taking his time- definitely lots of eye contact and temple kisses

i could also see you guys having a lot of quickies where he pins you against the wall and hikes your skirt up as he lift you up, definitely has a strength kink and isn't afraid to show it

overall, your relationship is just so so soft, you can feel his love from a mile away

huening kai

he'd be such an angel to you, but would call you his angel because that's what you are to him and he makes sure he treats you as such

you'd wake up to tummy rubs and pouty kisses and maybe even tickles which would lead to tickle fights and him and his evil laugh (that is still somehow so cute)

you would probably make pancakes together with lots of different fruits and talk the whole morning about anything and everything

no matter how old you two are he would still take you on arcade dates and lunches with his sisters who he adores so much even though he's always making fun of them

you guys would have dance parties in your living room listening to bruno mars

in any situation he always puts you first and is such a soft gentleman, i love him

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[chocotonez]

“bad day?” (txt)

a/n: hopefully the self indulgence isn’t obvious in this one </3, also thank you so so so much for 250+ followers! it’s absolutely mind boggling that I’ve gotten so much support, I’m so happy to know that many people enjoy my writing! I’m so incredibly thankful to have so many amazing people support me :)

warnings: cussing, crying, txt is comforting u after a bad day, reader can’t express their feelings in kai’s, listened to lizzo while writing this so it’s not that sad

yeonjun

-immediately realizes something’s off the second you open the door to your apartment

-he was there 2 bring you dinner and he honestly wasn’t even planning on staying but your ~~vibes~~ were just TOO off!!

-becomes a private investigator, probably subtly checks your private social media stories to see if you complained about anything during the day and not so subtly brings it up

-“hahaha so any weird peers that pissed you off because-“

-realizes you probably just want comfort and is like oh don’t worry bb <3

-I think he’ll say “chill” in that GRATING ABSOLUTELY MONTONE DEADPAN PATRONIZING tone the first few times there were bad bumps in ur relationships but over time he learns to comfort u and how to best communicate w u :]

-lets you rant and listens, never gives you unprompted advice and likes to make stupid innuendos to make u feel a teensy weensy bit better

-needs to see you at least smile once

-will hold and rock you in his arms while you sob your heart out, cooing and playfully calling you his baby

-says he’s not a simp but will run to the nearest convenience store because you wanted a specific snack and he just wants to make his baby happy <3

-even if no problems were fixed, as long as you go to sleep happy, satisfied, and okay, he’s okay <3

soobin

-I feel like he texts you in regular intervals during the day asking if ur okay, so he knows before u get home because you spent your whole lunch break ranting about your day :0

-manages to SCRAMBLE home b4 you to run a hot bath (after nearly breaking down in a self care store because how the hell were there so many options for a bath bomb), make dinner (he heated up takeout), and some flowers from the local grocery store <2

-it meant the world to you though, you got to cry in a bathtub while eating takeout and complaining to Soobin about how horrible everything is and u just wanna curl up in a ball and like cry

-he’s nodding and listening the whole way through, offers advice and reassurance, he’s no therapist but he somehow helps talk you through ever incoherent sad thought u have

-he’s very grounding as well, if he recognizes you’re overreacting he’ll try to like…make you think straight LMAO

-he’s so…comforting….he can just sit there and you’ll feel okay around him, it’s one of his best traits.

-lets u hold Odi or shows you cute odi pics if ur rlly sad, talks about the stupid shit beomgyu did today, he wants you to think of happy things, he doesn’t want you to sit on a problem 4 too long

-once it’s fixed, put it behind you! he’ll do everything to get you out of ur little rut, the light at the end of the tunnel <3

-sobbing. he probably sends motivational gifs like the dork he is </3

-once you’re both in bed and u thank him for being the best boyfriend in the world, he’ll just kiss the crown of your head and hold you closer

-he’ll take on any problem with you, for you

beomgyu

-dawg doesn’t even realize ur upset and accidentally pokes a bit too far

-he’s kinda sensitive and he notices u came home very resigned and quiet, so he worries he didn’t something wrong or ur ignoring him, so he kinda annoys you by poking and tickling u until u literally start crying and he feels like the worst boyfriend ever

-immediately cradles u and is panicking wondering what to do and he’s just like “I’m so sorry baby, I’m sorry, are you okay? Did something happen? Was it me?”

-wikihow 2 comfort ur romantic partner is the first thing in his search history tbh

-once he realizes thank god it wasn’t him who made you cry, just a bad day, he is here to save the day!! he pops on your favorite show/movie, gets your snacks, and holds u all close and snuggly till you fall asleep

-if you want to talk, he suggests going on a walk. he’ll hold your hand the entire time, or he’ll find a playground and you two will sit on the swings while u let it all out

-he wants you to feel heard, but he mainly just wants to see u smile, so he’ll do his best to take your mind off it. he’ll play games w u, tell you stupid stories, make dumb jokes, etc etc…

-he’ll stay up all night w u until you feel better, except he might accidentally fall asleep during an episode of your favorite show and when you wake him up he’ll be like “I was awake the whole time!! tf!!”

-sigh. what a loser (endearingly)

-at the end of the day, all he wants is for you to completely forget about your day and just focus on having a super great rest of your night!

taehyun

-he’s very emotionally intelligent, so not only does he pick up on it, he works to fix it almost immediately

-he’s kinda pushy but in a healthy way, doesn’t let you run from your problems especially if you can fix them

-but he knows when he needs to push you and when he needs to just lie stagnant with you, reassures u it’s okay to sit on your problems, you have time! use it!

-lays on the floor with you and lets u rant and cry, you don’t really have the energy to climb to the couch and he doesn’t wanna force you any more than necessary

-“man, you will not believe what this bitch said to me, she said-“ and he’ll back you tf up “what did that bitch say??”

-but he’s kinda mean and will make u recognize when you’re being the problem, but he’ll always side w you if that makes sense?? Like, he’ll tell you that you’re the one causing trouble, but he’ll also be like “that’s ok tho bb you deserve the world”

-at some point he just picks u up and drops you on the bed, helps you change n stuff, and just holds you. it’s comforting and quiet, but his hugs r healing I swear

-rubs soothing circles into your back and strokes your hair, the sound of your heartbeat lulling you to sleep, GAWD youve reached true peace

-tells you that everything will be okay rather than everything is okay cuz he recognizes problems in the moment like that </3 love him

-also if ur NOT the problem and that coworker Vanessa is causing problems he will not hesitate to shit talk someone he’s never met!!

-but at the end of the day, he’s just this big supportive rock you can always lean on

-he reminds you he’s always there for you, even when you’re being a little bit silly teehee

hyuka

-kinda suspects something’s up but doesn’t want to push you, he gets that some people need their space. but when it’s starting to interfere with your night routine and you keep shooting down all his attempts at asking if ur okay, it’s time to bring out the big guns

-there are no big guns. he just wants you to feel safe enough to talk, and if you don’t want to talk because you a.) don’t know how to express itself or b.) you don’t want to, he’ll still comfort you

-but like, casually…yknow? sends you funny tik toks, cuddles you 10x more, brushes your hair for you, etc…But it doesn’t feel patronizing, not from him

-kai just has this angel energy so it doesn’t feel like he’s pitying you, it just feels like you’re having a fun night :>, he’ll do clay face masks w u and paint ur nails and gossip about the latest news, let’s you cuddle any one of his plushies and kisses you all over ur face because you look adorable

-if you feel ready to talk, then ok! he’s here to listen! probably not the best at giving advice, but he really makes it a point to make you feel heard at least. he wants you to know he’s there for you, even if he kinda struggles w it :,)

-at the end of ur extra fun night, he’ll reassure you and tell you how much he loves you, he hopes all this will give u a base for a better day tmrw

-falls asleep holding you tight, giving you lazy kisses from time to time

-he just wants you to feel loved and happy <3

[boba-beom]

! "couple goals" tag game !

rules: show your top 4 (or 6 if you need more room) self-ships and your couple’s aesthetic because y’all know you’d behave differently in different relationships

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I smiles x beomgyu

my number one 🫶🏼 beomgyu loves his grey hoodies and as much as I love the thought about using his hoodies I think he’d love matching grey hoodies ^^ and because I’m a short girly I think photos like this would be so fun to take with him 🤭

our relationship would be goofy as, he’d tease me but always always apologise, but tease me again.

“I think you should stand on here, then you’ll see what I can see.” is what he’d say, with a cheesy grin on his face.

because of how short I am, I just know he’d be the type to rest his arm on the top of my head and just tease me with his cute pouts so I don’t get mad lmao

the rest under the cut

II smiles x taehyun

our sportsman, our gym boy— have you seen taehyun in his basketball jerseys?! he’d teach me how to be good with hand-eye coordination bc I lowkey sucks ass at it lmao,, but I can hear the “aww you’re so short, how’re you supposed to score at least one shot?” and then he’d chuckle and crouch down, patting his shoulders and offering to lift me up that way :’)

“come on then, let’s make your first shot.” and :(( I think he’d be so cute, and do the cute ‘aaaah’ sound when you manage to do a slam dunk from his shoulders 😭 “I’ll give you this jersey as your reward.”

III smiles x heeseung

for some reason, I imagine heeseung taking me on long, chill walks around the city, figuring out where to eat next. that is, until I'd get tired because his one step is equivalent to 2 and 1/2 of mine :') being short can be tiring lmao, so he'd offer to give me a piggy-back on the way to our bus stop

"I think you should invest in ni-ki's growing vitamins." he'd say that with my arms wrapped over his shoulders.

"do you have any last words? I have my arms around your neck, you know?" and he'd threaten to drop me and leave me to walk by myself :') (it's all fun and games)

IV smiles x hoshi

hoshi's character seems so wild and playful, I think that even if we'd be chilling together, watching movies or even just talking about nonsense, he'd grab a pillow — with me thinking he'd just place it on his lap — but would catch me off-guard and launch the pillow in my face T^T I can hear his goofy laugh until I'd return the hit with my pillow.

he started it, but I'm willing to end it. for the meantime, this pillow-fight will continue until a certain someone surrenders or one of us fall off the bed — given that we won't get hurt... too badly.

"you best give up right now." I would say after my attempt at launching my pillow at him, but he shields himself with his own.

"never say never!!"

V smiles x wooyoung

I think wooyoung would even want us to be matching clothes every now and again since his style is very much what I would wear too ngl, but I kinda think that's so cute >//< the same varsity jacket, him wearing denim jeans and I'd wear a pleated skirt and the same shoes in different colours hehe

wooyoung's definitely the type to be physical affectionate, taking mirror selfies would always be with him. he's so touchy and such a flirt, he'd probably ask to have my legs hang off of his since it already hangs off the seat, my legs would most likely be swinging back and forth too lmao

"let's take a picture, put your legs on mine. they don’t touch the floor anyway” and he’d LAUGH 😭🥹 but I love wooyoung :(( he’d be one to do that hug while apologising BUT STILL LAUGHING

“what if I don’t want to?”

“then I guess I’ll just match with someone else.” he’d be serious, I bet he’d match with yeonjun 🤭

VI smiles x sung hanbin

hanbin is literally the sweetest. I see him asking to go for a picnic before sunset, and after we eat the food, he’d lay his head on my lap and I’d have my fingers running thru his hair ☹️🫶🏼

he’d make me laugh sm and even when he laughs his whisker dimples appear.

“why’re you covering your smile?” is what he’d say.

“I don’t really like my smile,” I’d start. “I don’t like how I look when I laugh.”

“I think you look fine. your name is smile after all.”

because hanbin is the most loving person ever. so delicate and considerate about everyone’s feelings 🥹 I think he’d also talk to me about anything. I think my relationship with hanbin would be more on the platonic side ^^ asking me if I’m seeing anyone, talking about his past experiences etc. it’s that typa comfort vibe if I’m with him 🥹

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[partywithgyu]

To Be Known. //Choi Beomgyu//

// requested//

🍨Member: Choi Beomgyu.

🍨Genre: Fluff.

🍨About: One shot. gn!reader. Drabble.

🍨Summary: Beomgyu finds comfort in you at the end of a bad day.

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You knew Beomgyu. His tiny habits too, you claimed to know. You knew, he would always snuggle extra close to you each time he heard your alarm ring in the morning. He would always have a pout on his face, while talking to you in a cute tone if he had done something that would anger you. He would act extra distracted and energetic if he was hiding a secret. Tonight he returned home with a small, not so cheerful smile, on his face. Instead of stopping by and asking you a question he headed to the bedroom. It was natural for you to know that he had had a bad day. 

So, you thought of ways to cheer him up because you didn't like seeing him like that. What you hated more was the way he smiled to hide the truth. That small fake smile, you wanted to replace with a real one. The real smile always made his eyes sparkle as he looked into your eyes. Perhaps, feeding him the last share of ice cream would help. 

You knocked on the bedroom door. With you, you carried ice-cream. You heard nothing from the other side before the door swung open. He had not even opened the door completely, before laying down on the bed. The room was lit by the dim lights. "Are you going to sleep?," you asked softly. "I don't know. Maybe," he answered. You sat down on the bed. He turned to the side to face you. "I have ice cream for you," you told him with a smile, in the hopes of not being told to give up. He liked how you didn't give up. Cheering him up could be a task, he knew. Yet, everytime he was lost in bad thoughts, you showed up to guide him out of them. He sat up. "Isn't this your share?," he asked you. He noticed the way you went blank for a second. "I ate some earlier when I had gone out," you lied. The ends of his lips curved to a smile. "Dummy," he muttered. The open box in his hand, he scooped out a bit with the spoon. "Ah," he said to you as he put the spoon before your mouth. You did as told. He smiled satisfactorily as he watched you eat it. "I told you this is for you," you said. He hushed you. "Liar." 

Once the ice cream was over, the box and spoon were handed to you. Without delaying, you tossed away the box in the bin, the spoon to sink and rushed back to the room. You sat on the bed. Beomgyu who was on his phone, kept it away. "Sorry," he said softly. "For what?" "Worrying you." That apology was saddening. The last thing you wanted to do was make him feel like he had to apologize for it. "You have nothing to apologize for." The confidence in your tone made him rest his head on your shoulder. There was assurance in the things you did to comfort him. At times like those, assurance was gold. 

 "Had a tough day?," you asked softly as your fingers ran through his head. He snuggled closer to you. The hands wrapped tighter around you."Very tough. It was stressful. I almost had an argument with Kai too," he said to you. "I love my job but I feel so tired today." The way your fingers brushed past his hair, was enough to put him to sleep. He really was tired. Resting his head on your shoulder was rather relaxing. "I see. Well, you do work very hard. It's natural to feel tired and stressed." "I have so much work to do. How can I be tired so soon?" "You feel what you feel. Don't beat yourself up for it, sweetie." The loving name that you called him, made him forget what he was about to say next. It was probably just going to be another disagreement. For what was he doing that? He didn't know. His mood had been all over the place. "Do you have a break anytime soon?," you asked. "End of next week." he replied. The reply was followed by a sigh. "Do I sound like a baby?" "No you don't." 

He sat up to face you. "Am I annoying?" You furrowed your eyebrows at the very odd question. It was surprising to you that he would even think that you found him annoying. You never wanted to make him feel like that. Genuine conversations with him could never be annoying. "Of course not." He chuckled at your expression. There was something funny about it. Mostly, it was your shocked tone. "Good. Good." "Why are you laughing at me?," you asked. "Not laughing at you." "You are." "Whatever." 

"Lie down, honey," he said. You did as told. Your head falling on the fluffy pillow. Beomgyu rested his head on your chest when he lay down. Slowly, he pulled up the cover. Arms around you, he snuggled closer. "It is okay for me to look forward to a break, right?," he asked again softly. "It's very okay," you assured before placing a kiss on his forehead. He smiled. "Thanks for listening to my silly rant," he said. "Well, thank you for feeding me ice cream," you said to him. "Thank you for trying to give me your share of ice cream," he said. "Thanks for ordering the ice cream." There was silence for a few seconds before he looked at you. Blood rushed to his cheeks, as he shifted up. He placed a kiss on your cheeks. You just looked at the adorable guy who had the sweetest giggles. His eyes glimmered. You could only pull him closer and cover his face with kisses after that adorable act. 

The next morning, when your alarm rang, he scooted closer to you. His palm wrapped around the end of your t shirt. You clicked your tongue in a playful manner. His lips curved into a small smile as he buried his face in your neck. He was pretending to be fast asleep. He could tell you knew he would do that. You knew him well. He wasn't a fool to not like that. He adored the fact that he was known so well by you. After all, being known is being loved.

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txt scenarios — when they are drunk around their s/o ‹𝟹

prompt, maybe how would txt and enhypen members be with their s/o when they are drunk? like how would they act? idk sksjsksk

## fluff % gn!reader % wc: 883 [ cursing, alcohol & skinship ]

yeonjun — the sloppy drunk

yeonjun i feel like is someone who can take a shot like water 😭 but when the alcohol starts to hit, i think he’s way less serious and such a fun person to be around!! yeonjun definitely won’t pressure you to drink with him & if u want to it is totally fine, yeonjun just wants u to have a good time with him. so now that he’s drunk, like wasted and drowsy, he’ll probably want to sleep in the booth and will be whiny i feel like. he is so tired & 100% complains about his members 🧍 jun doesn’t care about his clothes either, he’s kinda a little cheeky because he will make a crop top out of his tee or will take off his shirt, like fuck it lemme just strip for bed. you need to keep him out of trouble & by the time u get sum water in him and cut him off, jun is half asleep and that tells u that u need to get him up & out before u r gonna need backup.

on the way back, wow ur gorgeous & 100000x prettier when he’s staring at u drunk. vvv touchy i think, he’ll play it off when he presses soft lil kisses against ur neck or jaw. yeonjun cannot keep his hands to himself, so he’ll be extra clingy to u and u may have to just drag him back in. he’ll be super lovey, compliments showered towards your direction before he’ll suddenly tell u he feels nauseous. u GOTTA GET THIS MAN TO A BATHROOM 😭 so after he literally vomits his soul into the toilet bowl .. he’ll be super tired and ur like, ok time for bed fr this time, but he wants u to stay over. 😡😡😡 u end up staying for jun, jun is a cuddle bug when he ends the night 🤲🏽

soobin — the whiny drunk

soobin may be this tall person, but i don’t think he could handle alcohol as well 😭 he just seems like a lightweight to me :( suddenly the lights r too bright, the music is TOO LOUD — WHY DID U LET HIM DO THIS TO HIMSELF 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔 very upset but he will also ask u to buy him food. ice-cream, meat, ramyeon, literally anything. soobin is a HUNGRY drunk n he thinks u owe him for letting him get so drunk. i think after u get him something to eat, he’ll be TOLERABLE. but all of a sudden he starts whining again about how his head is pounding and he wants to go to bed now. tugging on ur arm and leaning on u so u can leave the restaurant NOW, he is a whole six year old who wants to go so u gtg!!! 🚶🏻‍♂️

bin will have u drag him inside, now tuckered out and hes waiting for u to come out of the bathroom but u arent 🥺 big sad now, waiting for his lovely, precious, amazing, pretty gorgeous little angel to come back to him. that doesn’t happen though, so soobin takes it upon himself to open the door where ur just chilling on the floor as well. grumpy af and he sits next to u, laying all over u as ur still doing whatever it is on ur phone. ur not paying attention to him 🥺🥺 he lets out a HUGE sigh, so u let him lay there and before u know it, bin is fast asleep and u can’t move ur large boyfriend so u leave him there and get a blanket and pillow. u guys end up sleeping in weird spaces, but somehow bin’s comfort is what matters the most even though he did take those three drinks (knowing hes a lightweight) but u love this whiny and annoying needy boy, going to sleep with his head on ur lap.

beomgyu — the emotional & sentimental drunk

beomgyu can somewhat hold his alcohol, but he might start getting a little emotional. with you next to him, he’ll start blabbering about how much he loves you and how lucky he is to have you. a little spilled alcohol can bring tears to his eyes, gyu whining and crying about how it’s your fault and you need to buy him another drink!! he’ll go on and on about his friends and day, talking about how lucky he is to be alive or how he is thankful for moa and whatnot 😭 meh he’s overall a big baby who gets surges of tears and love when he’s drunk

when he starts to feel sick, he will 100% believe he’s dying or some dumb shit like that 🧍 its a REAL CONCERN and u are very concerned for your beloved boyfriend beomgyu who is now crying about how he thinks he is going to die and how he’s not ready!!! when he finally manages to get the littlest bit of relief from throwing up, he’s all touchy and he wants a hug, prob resting his cheek on ur shoulder while u try and force some gum or a breath mint in his mouth 😭 gyu’s very clingy because he is tired and the alcohol is wearing off. u spend the night that day, beomgyu cuddled up to u & sleeping like a baby, a very hungover baby whom u set out the water and advil for later.

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BEOMGYU IMAGINE ࿐ ࿔:･ﾟ*

contains: fluff, angst, happy ending, fem!reader

word count: 3.7k

summary: you’re forced into a marriage with beomgyu, the son of hades

this wasn’t what he wanted. this wasn’t how he wanted it to happen. when beomgyu had told his father he liked you a lot and wish he could date you, this isn’t what he meant. but really, what else would you expect from a man who got his wife in the exact same ways. damn hades and his impulsive and irrational ways. 

beomgyu paces around persephone’s garden, walking up and down the dark stone paths past pomegranate trees with orange blossoms, deep green bushes, poisonous shrubs and glowing mushrooms. like the cloudy mahogany sky above him, there is a gloom over his mind. groaning and tugging at his hair, beomgyu tries to figure out what to say to you. 

“y/n, i’m so sorry. i swear i didn’t ask hades to do this. my dad… he’s… he’s a bit… he’s a bit…” beomgyu groans and flops onto the wide edge of a fountain that spews a blood-like liquid rather than water. “this is hopeless. y/n, i’m so so so so sorry.”

“it’s okay.”

beomgyu jumps at your sombre voice. his heart flutters. there you are, looking solemn yet as beautiful as ever. you’re dressed in your usual bright colours and there’s a flower behind your ear, but you don’t look like you usually do. you look dreary and tired and… honestly? half dead. and beomgyu would know. not only does he live in the underworld, where you currently are, for a quarter of the year, his demigod powers include sensing the life auras of other’s. yours is surrounded by a layer of death.  

usually, you look like a beautiful spring flower in full bloom, but right now beomgyu thinks you look like a wilted flower, dying a slow death. your cheeks are hollow, your skin is losing its glow and colour, dark lines circle your eyes. 

“y/n,” beomgyu says. he’s surprised to see you here. ever since his father dragged you down here you’d been locked in your room, avoiding everyone. “y/n, i’m so sorry.”

you shrug weakly. “i know this wasn’t your intention.”

“i’ve tried to persuade my dad to let you go but… he doesn’t like being told what to do. his temper is… extreme. but i’ll keep trying. i’m so sorry.”

shrugging again, you sit on a nearby marble bench, your shoulders hunching forward like your spine is struggling to hold you up. 

beomgyu feels his heart break at how little energy you have. that’s the effect the underworld has on outsiders. it reacts much like an immune system when a foreign bacteria or disease enters the body. because the underworld is a place for the dead, it sucks the energy out of the living which it does not know, those not from it or tied to those from it. 

beomgyu sinks back to his seat on the fountain. “have you eaten?”

“no.”

it might sound weird to others, but beomgyu’s glad you haven’t. eating from the underworld means you cannot leave. 

“i doubt you’ve been sleeping well,” beomgyu then says. 

as if having your literal life force drained from you and not being to eat wasn’t enough, the constant tortured screams echoing out from tartarus can be hard to block out at night. 

you shake your head. 

beomgyu watches as the flower behind your ear dislodges and floats to the ground, shrivelling to dust when it touches the ashy ground. 

you see it too, an ironic smile forming. “this really is the land of the dead, isn’t it?” one strained laugh leaves your lips. “you know, the longer i’m here, the more i feel like i’m becoming like everyone else hear. dead.”

beomgyu’s breath hitches. he can’t stand this. 

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the next night, beomgyu knocks on your bedroom door and calls your name, praying you’ll let him in. he had persuaded a hermes child he knows to deliver some ambrosia to the gates of hell. beomgyu hoped the food of the gods, known to heal and recover, would help you regain your energy. 

beomgyu is surprised when you open the door, even if it’s only a crack. 

“yes,” comes your tired voice through the small gap you’d opened. 

“i have some ambrosia for you,” beomgyu says. “i doubt it’ll do much but hopefully you’ll feel a little better.”

you open the door fully for beomgyu and walk back to your bed. you hold in the sigh of relief when you sit down. you’re so drained and lacking in energy that just walking making you feel nauseous. 

you observe beomgyu as he steps in and shuts the door behind him. even now, late in the evening, he wears a sleek black suit jacket and dress pants. he doesn’t wear a tie. his fingers are adorned with silver rings matching the silver chain you see peeking behind the colour of his button-down shirt. maybe if you weren’t so miserable you’d find him attractive. you always did at camp, particularly after he’d spar with his friends and push his jet black hair off his forehead. 

“can i sit?” beomgyu asks, gesturing to the spot beside you. 

you nod.

beomgyu perches on the edge of the bed next to you, leaving some space because as much as he likes you, he doubts you like him right now. 

“there’s not a lot but…” beomgyu hands you the small paper box. there are nine cubes of golden ambrosia inside. 

“thank you,” you say. your voice is weak and it hurts beomgyu to hear it. 

“i’m sorry,” he says again. 

“it’s okay,” you reply, popping a cube of ambrosia into your mouth. “there’s nothing we can do about it now.”

for what feels like the hundredth time, beomgyu’s heart breaks and he whispers, “i’m sorry.”

and for the first time since you arrived here four days ago, you look beomgyu in the eyes. you see for the first time that he’s hurting too. there’s a sadness in his eyes you’ve rarely seen before. the sadness one feels when someone they care for is hurt. 

slowly, you lean your head against his shoulder. beomgyu flinches from shock but stays still. the two of you stay like this for a while until beomgyu helps you under the covers and you fall asleep, your last thought being that while you’d rather be a million other places than this, there are worse people to be forced to marry. 

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the next day, beomgyu finds you in the garden. you look a little better. you’re admiring some black lily flowers and beomgyu is suddenly reminded of your parentage. 

“i’m sure your mother is absolutely furious with my father right now,” beomgyu says, startling you a little. “he’s stolen two of her children now.”

“bold of you to assume she wasn’t already,” you say, eyes still on the lilies. 

“right, yes.”

“demeter is a very bitter woman, you know,” you continue. you turn and slowly make your way to a nearby tree with low hanging branches. it’s a pomegranate tree. 

beomgyu watches you silently. he’s happy you’ve recovered a little, though you aren’t nearly as joyful as you are above ground. 

“do you see her often?” you ask suddenly, running a hand down the trunk of the tree. “persephone?”

“no,” beomgyu answers, making his way towards you and the tree. he walks with his hands behind his back. “we have… conflicting schedules, you could say. i leave for camp during the summer. when i return she is here but not for long as she leaves just before spring and is gone all season so that the harvests will be successful.”

you nod in understanding. 

beomgyu stands just beyond the reach of the tree branches. “have you met her?”

“no. we are only half-sisters. plus she’s here mostly.”

“that is true.”

“is she nice?” you ask, a question that you have considered a number of times. 

beomgyu kicks at the ground absentmindedly. “yes. she’s kind to me. though, i think my father’s temper has rubbed off on her after all this time. she can be surprisingly fierce.”

nodding to show you’re listening, you put both of your hands against the tree and focus your power into it. 

“she treats me well. like a son, i suppose. she asks me about camp and my friends, she jokes that she only leaves during spring to make sure i get fed.” beomgyu smiles. “she’s really kind and polite and gentle and loving.“ 

beomgyu looks at you. your eyebrows are pulled together in concentration. he’s seen you use your powers like this at camp before. you can heal plants and prompt them to produce flowers or fruit. a fond smile tugs at his lips. "like you.”

your eyes open, landing immediately on beomgyu. his widen, shocked, realising his words. he turns away from you to hide his blush and clears his throat loudly. he wasn’t intending to make any a move of any sort of you, thinking it wrong to flirt with you when your marriage is forced. 

but you find it amusing that the compliment just slipped out. and you appreciate it. you can see the tips of his ears burning red. 

deciding to return to your room, you reach up to the pomegranate you had used your powers to produce and tug it from its branch of the tree. stepping up to beomgyu and tapping his shoulder, you place the red fruit in his hand and walk away. 

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yours and beomgyu’s wedding is not for another week. in the days leading up, you spend a lot of time together, the ambrosia he brought slowly healing you more and more. you find yourself able to laugh again. perhaps you even find yourself growing to like beomgyu. 

you knew him well enough at camp half blood but mainly through mutual friends. after a week of getting to know him more, you wonder why you weren’t closer before. though, the screams from tartarus at night remind you that the whole son of hades thing likely formed a negative bias against him in your mind.

but that bias dissipates over time. you see that he’s just a boy trying to enjoy life. he didn’t ask to be a demigod, and he certainly didn’t ask for his godly parent to be the king of the underworld. this detail almost completely slips your mind until three days until your wedding when you ask beomgyu what it’s like beyond the garden walls. 

he’s reluctant to take you outside at first but eventually does. 

“um, you should probably hold my hand,” he stutters. “it’s easy to get lost out here and there’s a lot of dangerous things.”

you glance at his hand. he’s wearing an odd piece of hand jewellery. thick rings around his fingers are connected to a matching bracelet at his wrist by thin chains. the black metal is a stark contrast to his pale skin.

your staring turns beomgyu’s ears pink and he’s quick to say, “y-you can just hold my jacket if you want.”

“no, no,” you say, taking his hand in yours. you’re not entirely surprised by how icy his hand is. “it’s okay." 

honestly, you didn’t even realise you were staring at his hands so much. 

you walk for about an hour around the dry land, the hazy red sky growing darker and darker the further from hades castle you are. you talk about many things. the topic of powers and abilities comes up. 

"so what are your powers?” you ask beomgyu who is beginning to look antsy. 

“if we stay out here any longer, you might find out,” he mumbles, his voice low. 

“what do you mean?” you ask. 

“we should turn back,” beomgyu tells you, his eyes narrowing as he glances around. “something’s not right. i can feel the dead nearby.”

“this is the underworld, beomgyu. everyone is dead.”

“yes, but they’re too close. something’s not right. let’s go.”

you frown but nod and let beomgyu pull you back in the direction of hades’ palace. you’re halfway there when a piercing screech sounds from above. a strong force suddenly knocks you into beomgyu and a sharp pain seers on your arm. a shocked exclaim jumps past your lips as you find three large gashes on your arm, blood pouring down. 

“y/n,” beomgyu gasps, his arms catching you around your waist. he sees the blood too and his jaw clenches. he spots the cause of your injury just in time to pull you closer, out of its field of attack. 

your heart rate doubles. “w-what-what-”

“a fury,” beomgyu growls, manoeuvring you behind his back. 

holding your arm to stop the bleeding, you peek over his shoulder and see the ugly bat-winged monster circling back to your direction. it flies at full speed, baring its huge yellow fangs. 

“stop!” beomgyu commands, his voice strong, deep and demanding. 

to your surprise, the creature does, halting in mid-air, growling at beomgyu. it is now you recall just how powerful beomgyu must be. being a child of the big three (zeus, poseidon and hades) makes him indefinitely stronger and more powerful than the average demigod. even if hades wasn’t one of the big three, the kind of power he possesses is terrifying. the thought of beomgyu sharing some of those abilities…

beomgyu glares at the fury. “leave now before i banish you back to tartarus.”

the fury snarls. 

“leave!” beomgyu yells, loud enough to make you flinch. he feels your movement and reaches back to grip your hand reassuringly. 

with one last snarl, the fury flies away. beomgyu spins to you the moment it’s out of sight, his demeanour flipping as he cradles your arm in his hands. 

“are you okay?” he asks quickly. 

“not really,” you admit, shaking a little. 

beomgyu inspects the large scratches and winces. “it’s too big for me to heal.”

he can heal? you think. it’s an odd concept considering he’s the son of death. 

beomgyu stretches out his hand and makes an upward motion. a dark and opaque wall rises from the ground. he pulls you towards it. “let’s go.”

“wait, what is this?” you question. 

he turns his head to you, the hint of a smirk on his lips. “shadow travel.”

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the night before your wedding, beomgyu knocks on your door to check on you as he didn’t see you today. he was visiting a friend because, while you are stuck here, beomgyu is free to come and go as he likes. 

“how are you feeling?” beomgyu asks, sitting at the end of the bed. for once, he isn’t dressed up, instead donning a black plain tee and pair of sweatpants. 

“i’m okay,” you tell him. 

“that’s good.” he fiddles with the bed cover, avoiding your eyes. “i’m sorry.”

“it’s fine,” you say. “i can’t expect you to follow me around all day every day. you should see your friends too.”

“that’s not what i meant,” beomgyu says, his dark eyes taking on the sorrowful look he gets when he thinks you’re not looking. “although i’m sorry for that too now." 

he takes a deep breath. "i meant that i was sorry for this. all of this. for my father dragging you down here. for our forced marriage. for making you unhappy, sick, lonely. i’m sorry for everything.”

“beomgyu… beomgyu look at me.”

he hesitantly meets your gaze and you see a tear sliding down his cheek. 

“oh, beomgyu,” you sigh, leaning forward to wipe away the tear. “stop apologising.”

“but it’s true,” he says, his voice becoming rough and strained. “i know you don’t like it here. you don’t want to marry me. you’ve only been eating ambrosia for the past week but you still look half dead. you can’t even sleep at night. you-” his voice catches and he shakes his head, looking down. 

you grab his hand and squeeze gently. “but it’ll get better once we’re married, right? i’ll have my energy back, i’ll be able to eat and sleep.”

“yes but that doesn’t change the fact that you don’t want this marriage,” beomgyu says. “i don’t want this marriage. i never asked for this, it was all my stupid father.”

“okay, you’re right,” you say. “i don’t want the marriage. but because i’m young, i’m unprepared, i have no say in it. i know you think i hate you but i don’t.”

beomgyu looks up again. 

“i may hate the circumstances but i don’t hate you,” you say honestly. “at first, i did resent you, but i realised that this really isn’t your fault and that i shouldn’t hold your father’s actions against you.” you squeeze his hand again. “it’s not your fault. i don’t hate you. stop feeling sorry for me, okay? i’m fine, really.”

beomgyu nods. “okay.”

he’s silent, thinking, contemplating, processing. 

you too have some thoughts on your mind. one thought actually. something that you’ve wanted to ask beomgyu the past few nights but never have, feeling too foolish. but seeing as you’ll be married to him tomorrow, you don’t see the harm in asking now. 

“beomgyu,” you say quietly. 

“yeah?”

“w-will you… will you please stay with me tonight?” you ask. 

beomgyu’s ears flush bright red, the colour you’ve come to associate with his bashful and shy side. 

“i think it’ll be easy to sleep if you do,” you continue. “will you?”

beomgyu needs a second to process your question but he eventually splutters, “yes.”

folding the blanket back for him, you shuffle over and lie down. beomgyu cautiously slides in beside you. he looks so stiff and awkward, it makes you smile a little. 

“lie down,” you tell him and he does. 

you take the initiative and cuddle up to him first, slotting yourself under his arm as you lay your head on his chest. immediately, you feel one hundred times better than you have all week. you feel safe and as though you can now breathe easy. 

beomgyu finally relaxes, his arm looping around your shoulder, his hand slowly brushing over your hair. 

the noises that usually keep you up at night fade away and sleep takes over. for the first time in almost two weeks, you have a good nights rest. 

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when you wake in the morning, beomgyu is gone and a gorgeous women with long, flower adorned hair is carrying in a long black dress. 

“you’re awake!” she says. “great. i’m persephone. i’ve heard you’re my half sister. it’s lovely to meet you. now let’s get you ready. you’re getting married today.”

you barely have time to process any of what the goddess has said before your being stuffed into the ebony gown. the silk body somehow fits you perfectly and the lace sleeves are the exact length of your arms. 

the next half an hour is a blur as persephone styles your hair with a flower crown of red and white roses, clasps a chunky bejewelled choker around your neck and swipes red gloss on your lips and dark glitter on your eyes. 

and suddenly you’re standing at the entrance of a large grecian temple with black marble pillars. beomgyu is standing at the other end of the temple on a raised platform. a… skeleton?… is standing near him, a large book in it’s bony hands. as you start walking towards beomgyu you vaguely wonder if you’re really about to be married by a skeleton.  

to your right and left are rows of skeletons, odd creatures and the odd person who seems to be relatively alive. hades and persephone are in the front row. 

the ceremony passes by in a flash. beomgyu holds your hands softly as the skeleton addresses the crowd of undead. he looks at you with more adoration than you knew was possible, but he never smiles. you slip gothic black rings onto each others fingers. he kisses your cheek. then the wedding is done. 

afterwards, you and beomgyu take a walk in the garden again. 

“how do you feel?” beomgyu asks you after a minute of silence. 

“good,” you say, heading to a pomegranate tree. 

“you look good,” beomgyu replies. 

you smile over your shoulder at him. “thank you.”

“really,” he says. his eyes rake up your body. “not just the dress and everything, but your whole aura. you look alive again.”

you reach the tree and pick the closest fruit. “i suppose i’m allowed to eat this now, right?”

“if you’d like.”

“will you eat it with me?”

“okay.”

you find a bench to sit on. beomgyu picks a rock from the ground and, using a power you didn’t know he possessed, he transforms its shape to be sharp and pointed. he cuts the fruit with it and you eat in silence. you have to admit that it feels nice to be eating something other than ambrosia. 

once the fruit is gone, you scoot a little closer to beomgyu and put your hand on his knee. 

“you don’t seem happy, beomgyu,” you say. “what’s wrong?”

he sighs. “i don’t know. it’s just… i like you a lot. even more now then i did when i told my father about you. but i… i can’t be happy when you’re not.”

“who says i’m not happy.”

“well aren’t you?”

“i’m… unsure… i think i need some more time to fully process everything, but it could be worse.”

beomgyu scoffs quietly. “how could it be worse?”

“i might not be married to you.”

beomgyu almost flinches at your words, eyes going wide. “what?”

“like i said, i’m still a little conflicted but one thing that i’m certain about is my feelings for you.”

“and?”

you smile. “i like you.”

“r-really?" 

"really. throughout this all, you’ve been so kind and gentle. you haven’t pressured me and you’ve made me feel as comfortable as possible. i really appreciate it and i can’t say that i haven’t grown to like you.”

amusingly, your words render beomgyu speechless so you add, “plus, being married to the son of hades is a bit of an ego boost, if i’m being honest.”

said son of hades smiles. 

“you know, i’m pretty sure you didn’t kiss me properly earlier.”

“i didn’t think you’d want me to,” beomgyu admits sheepishly. 

“well, i do, so…”

his smile turns to a cheeky grin as he cups your face in his hands. “may i kiss the bride?”

you grin too. “you may.”

[sneezyminniejo]

So Much to Sneeze, So Little TO DO

This is a combination of two request. One fairly vague and the other one a bit more specific. I hope you enjoy.

The TXT members had returned to the dorm after a video shoot on a farm and had been relaxing and discussing dinner plans. "So for dinner I was thinking kimbap with so-" "heh-iEUGH" Soobin paused for a moment to see if Yeonjun was done.

"Bless you hyung. As I was saying, I was thinking of making some soup to go with the kimbap." After everyone agreed to Soobin's dinner plans, they all dispersed to do their own thing until dinner was ready.

Yeonjun sat on the couch to watch some TV as he waited for dinner. He groaned internally in frustration as his nose began to itch. He roughly rubbed at it with his hand, hoping to relieve himself of the sensation. He wasn't sure why, but his nose had become increasingly itchy over the past hour or so.

Unfortunately, the rubbing did nothing, but intensify the itch that had built in the eldest's nose. "Heh-stishhh, heh-istiew, heh-istchhh." Yeonjun then groaned out loud. He got up to look for the tissue box, hand clamped firmly over his runny nose that was still itchy.

The nearest box of tissues ended up being on the dining room table. The three younger members were sat at the table playing a card game when Yeonjun plucked a couple of tissues from the box and blew his nose rather productively. However, the nose blow caused the itch to come back full force and Yeonjun found himself doubling over with a loud sneeze into the tissues he was holding.

The three younger members stared at their hyung in shock. "Hyung, are you feeling okay? Taehyun asked. Yeonjun nodded as he blew his nose again. "I feel fine Hyunnie, but my nose is suddenly really itchy and sneezy for some reason." Yeonjun's sentence was punctuated with a sniffle.

"Do you want to play with us hyung, we're playing BS" Beomgyu asked. Yeonjun nodded and sat down to be dealt in. At some point during the game, the tickle in Yeonjun's nose got to a point where he couldn't focus on anything but the building sneeze. Yeonjun was seemingly zoning out, with his eyes half closed and his mouth partially open.

Yeonjun sat there for a solid thirty seconds just waiting. Kai decided to ask if his hyung was okay. "Jun hyung, are y-" "HEH-STISHHH, HEH-ISTIEW, HUH-UGHIEW!" Yeonjun was a little breathless after the intense display and accepted the tissues Kai offered him. Kai also put his hand on the older's forehead while he was at it.

"You don't feel warm, hyung. Maybe you're coming down with a cold." Yeonjun shook his head, nose still buried in the tissues. " I don't think so Hyuka. I've felt fine all day. At least until we got back to the dorm."

At that moment, Soobin walked in with the food. "Hyung, let's wait until tomorrow. If you're feeling better in the morning you're probably just randomly sneezy right now, if not you might be sick and we'll discuss staying home.

Yeonjun nodded in agreement before serving himself. Dinner was filled with the usual chatter amongst the five of them partnered with the occasional sniffle and sneeze from the eldest. Once dinner had ended, Yeonjun decided to head straight to bed in hopes of sleeping off whatever was bothering his nose.

The next day Yeonjun woke up feeling great. He was showing no sign of all the sneezing from the day before. Yeonjun got dressed and left his room. Yeonjun was greeted by his four dongsaengs and hearty breakfast.

"How are you feeling hyung?" Beomgyu asked. Yeonjun smiled, "I'm feeling great. I'm not sure why I was so sneezy yesterday, but I'm fine now." The others were happy to hear that and bustled about the dorm getting ready for the day's schedule.

The video shoot was rather uneventful, however things started to go downhill when the five of them returned to the dorm in the afternoon.

About half an hour after arriving at the dorm, Yeonjun's nose began to get itchy again. Yeonjun began rubbing his nose with his hand somewhat aggressively. His actions went largely unnoticed by everyone except Kai, who happens to be looking in the eldest's general direction at the time.

Kai quickly went to the dining room to grab the box of tissues and gave a few to his eldest hyung. It turns out Kai was just in time, as no sooner had he given Yeonjun the tissues, did his breath start hitching.

"Heh-istiew, heh-istchhh, HIH-TIEW." The other members stopped to stare at the oldest as he grabbed some more tissues and blew his nose. "You good hyung?" Kai asked

Yeonjun nodded into the tissues. "I'm fine, Kai. My no-nose just got re-eally itchy all of a sudden." Yeonjun bent at the waist as he unleashed another bout of sneezes.

"Hyung, maybe you should go lie down. Either on the couch or on your bed. You might be getting sick." Yeonjun knew that Kai had a point, so he nodded before heading to his room to rest. The other four looked on a bit solemnly as they watched their sick member walk to his room and briefly pausing to sneeze again.

Once Yeonjun got to his room, he decided to shower and change into his pajamas. He was also confused as to whether or not he was getting sick, as he'd never heard of someone spending the day symptom free during the day only for symptoms to manifest later in the day.

While in the shower, Yeonjun had another fairly intense sneeze fit. He ended up having to brace himself on the wall of the shower so he wouldn't slip. When he returned to his room, he found Kai placing medicine and tissues on his nightstand. Yeonjun went to lie down on his bed grabbing a couple of tissues in the process.

"Hih-nxtshh, heh-stishhh, heh-istiew. I hate this."

Kai smiled in sympathy. "Bless you hyung. I know it can't be fun, but you probably just need some rest." 

Yeonjun nodded and grabbed the box of tissues and walked out of his room to join the others for dinner, Kai following after.

The following day was much like the day before. Yeonjun woke up not feeling the slightest bit sneezy. He had left his room to join the others for breakfast.

"Hi hyung. How are you feeling today?" Kai asked when he saw the Yeonjun walk into the kitchen. The other three members looked up from what they were doing when Kai asked the question.

"I feel fine guys. My nose doesn't itch or anything." Soobin smiled at that before speaking. "That's great hyung, but I already called manager-nim to get you a day off to rest just in case."

Yeonjun nodded in understanding. He had definitely seemed like he was getting sick the past couple of days, so he grabbed breakfast and began planning how he was going to spend his day off. Yeonjun was sitting on the couch when the other members left for their schedules.

Yeonjun had spent the entire day relaxing and catching up on his favorite tv shows. When the others returned home, they found him watching a crime drama. Soobin sat down next to him.

"How was your day hyung?" Yeonjun smiled at his oldest dongsaeng, "I feel absolutely great, Binnie. I haven't sneezed once today and my nose hasn't been itchy either." Everyone was happy to hear that because it meant that their hyung wasn't sick. They all joined him on the couch with the promise that he'd be going to schedules tomorrow.

Just like the past couple of days, Yeonjun woke up feeling perfectly fine. He got himself ready for the day and went to join the others for breakfast. He was greeted by all of his dongsaengs, who had already sat down to start eating. “How are you feeling hyung?” Soobin asked, wanting to know if he needed to get the eldest another sick day.

“I’m fine Soobin. Just like yesterday I feel perfectly fine.” Everyone was extremely happy to hear that. They all started to eat their food as Soobin filled them in on what was planned for the day.

The group had been filming episodes of TO DO for the past couple of days. Although yesterday with the eldest out sick, they just did dance and vocal practice instead. Yeonjun was just happy to get back into the swing of things, even though he had only been out for a day. Filming had been rather uneventful, aside from the usual chaos that occurs during the episodes

Once filming wrapped up for the day the members returned to the dorm. They were all seated on the couch talking about how the thought filming went when it started again.

Yeonjun found his nose getting rather itchy all of a sudden, and knowing what it meant, immediately grabbed some tissues from the box that had been placed on the coffee table the other day. “Heh-itschh, Hih-iugh.” He blew his nose rather productively then groaned in annoyance.

The other members just looked at the older with somewhat perplexed expressions. “Hyung, I think you might be allergic to something.” Kai stated. Everyone looked at him to elaborate. “Think about it. If Yeonjun hyung were sick, he’d be sneezing all day and maybe even coughing, but he isn’t.”

The others nodded, then Taehyun spoke up. “While that theory makes some amount of sense, what would hyung be allergic to? It can’t be anything here in the dorm, he was totally fine yesterday.” All the members nodded in agreement as they tried to think about what Yeonjun could be allergic to. At some point Kai had excused himself to grab something from the kitchen.

Kai returned a couple minutes later with some tea and medicine. “Here hyung, we still have some antihistamines from when the pollen count was obnoxiously high a couple months ago.” Yeonjun took the medicine easily, as he wanted relief sooner rather than later. Even if they were testing a theory, as opposed to having proof it was an allergy.

Unlike the past couple of days when the sneezing picked up over the course of a couple of hours, it stayed fairly steady, before beginning to taper off. “I think this confirms th-that I’m all-allergic to somethi-tschh something. Now we just need to figure out what.

The members decided to try to figure out what Yeonjun is allergic to, but that’s easier said than done when all of the symptoms are taking place at the dorm. Beomgyu was the first to come forward with an idea.

“This might sound a bit weird, but I think hyung might be allergic to one of the farm animals we’ve been filming with the past couple of days.” The others stared at him somewhat blankly. Beomgyu was about to recant his idea, when Kai spoke up.

“Gyu hyung has a point. We’ve been filming with animals that we normally don’t encounter on a regular basis at all. It’s also not unheard of for someone to have a reaction hours after being exposed to the allergen.” The others hummed in agreement and Soobin texted the manager to update them and to get Yeonjun an appointment with an allergist.

Because their schedule was free the following day, the manager went ahead and got Yeonjun the earliest possible appointment with the allergist. It turned out that Yeonjun was allergic to horse hair, sheeps wool, and bird feathers. Since they had been filming TO DO on a farm this week, it made perfect sense as to why he hadn’t experienced any symptoms until a couple days ago when he first started interacting with said animals.

Luckily they had finished filming for the episodes, so Yeonjun didn’t have to deal with the symptoms anymore. When he returned to the dorm, he quickly updated the members on what the results were. They were all relieved to hear that the allergens were things they likely wouldn’t encounter again in the near future. Kai then started making sarcastic comments on how he had been looking forward to taking everyone to a ranch for horse riding lessons for his birthday. Yeonjun chuckled at the bad joke then joined the others on the couch to watch tv.

[ah-ga-seven]

Till’ The End Of Summer - Chapter 3

>> series masterlist <<

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Reader

In a Nutshell: College!AU, Rich Kids, Friends to Lovers, Fuckboy athlete Yeonjun, Overprotective Best friend Soobin, contains all of TXT and other Idol cameos, Omnipresent perspective.

Synopsis: You and Yeonjun are caught up in a cat and mouse game because of unspoken feelings and endless pining for each others’ attention. With the summer break approaching and lots of college parties, will you finally get a chance to explore your feelings for each other; even though the world and Yeonjun’s reputation makes things complicated?

Word count: 5K

Genre: Angst, Fluff.

Cameos: NCT Johnny, ITZY Yeji.

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol consumption sexual implications, arguing, and conflict.

A/N: English isn’t my first language, pls don’t come for me ;)

Mia wakes up from the movement of her boyfriend stirring in his sleep. His arm was wrapped around her waist protectively and her head, as well as her arm, rested on his chest.

She winced at the dull pain in her head and soon realised she didn’t remember much of what happened last night.

Mia tried to untangle herself from Soobin without waking him in the process, and as she did so she started to look for her phone, finding it in the charger on Soobin’s desk. She grabbed it, looking for clues on social media as to what happened last night. She looked at the Instagram stories of some people that were at the party, but nothing stood out to her.

She realised you hadn’t posted anything and frowned. That’s unlike you.

Something in her told her to check for Yeonjun’s story, but again. Nothing. Very unlike him too.

She sighed looking back at her boyfriend who was still sound asleep.  

“Something is off,” she whispers to herself.  

You wake up with heavy lids. Usually, the first thing you do is grab your phone. But this time you just stare at the ceiling.  

Last night was the most eventful night you’ve had since you started college and not in a good way.

It started out great, though it ended quite abruptly and well, terribly. 

You close your eyes again as your mind flashes back to what had happened right before you left.

“Y/n,” Soobin says cautiously. “I-” he starts but you don’t let him finish.

You tear your eyes off of Yeonjun and Yeji, who by now had detached themselves from each other as they giggled to themselves.. They hadn’t noticed any eyes on them yet, especially yours.

“I want to go home,” you say saddened, turning back around to Soobin. He still wasn’t able to tear his eyes off of Yeonjun and Yeji as he stared at them, fire emitting from his pupils.  

“Soobin,” you warn him. “Let’s get Mia and let’s go. Now. Please” you plead.

Soobin finally looked at you, his heart breaking into a million pieces seeing the way your face fell. If it wasn’t for your pleading tone to leave the party, Soobin would have probably launched himself at Yeonjun. 

This was exactly what he was afraid of, but not in a million years did he guess it would happen this way.  

“Ok, ok. Let’s go,” Soobin says taking your hand and leading you through the crowded house.

You left without saying a word to anyone else, avoiding as many people as you could.  

Mia was fast asleep in the back seat of the car, and you silently stared out of the window lost in deep thought.

Soobin didn’t bother to start talking to you about what happened, knowing it would be to no avail.

“Are you sure you want me to take you to your place? You live alone…I don’t think-”

“I want to be alone,” you say cutting him off, your voice weak and hoarse.  

Soobin nods at your request. He put his hand on your thigh to comfort you before making a left to drop you off at your place.

The buzzing of your phone snapped you back to reality, and when you see the caller ID you sigh, it’s Mia.

You want to tell her everything, but you don’t really know where to start. Somehow you feel thankful for the fact that she was shitfaced drunk last night, cause if she wasn’t, she would have killed Yeonjun.

You let your phone ring until it goes to voicemail, but much to your dismay, Mia calls again.

You knew she wasn’t going to stop until you picked up. So you accept her call at the third try.

“Hey,” you say, your voice still laced with sleep.

“Hey, are you okay? Where are you? I don’t remember anything from last night and I need you to fill me in. What happened? Did you and Yeonjun kiss? Or better yet? Did you fuck? Is he with you?”  

Mia’s questions are like a whirlwind to your scrambled thoughts and her words basically go in one ear and out the other. You wince at her mentioning Yeonjun, sighing and burying your face in your pillow wanting to scream.

When you stay quiet on the other end of the line she realises that something was up.

“Y/n?”  

You take a deep breath and tell her everything in one go. From the fight you had with Soobin, to the walk you had with Yeonjun, all the way to the MTV Cribs tour you had with Johnny. You explained further on how Beomgyu, Soobin, and Yeonjun barged in and how hostile and angry Yeonjun suddenly got.

Mia didn’t react much other than a few ‘What the fucks’ until you got to the part where Soobin basically made you cry as you reconciled,  now getting to the juiciest part of it all.

“And then I witnessed Yeonjun basically eating Yeji’s face in front of everyone.”  

“N-O,” Mia gasped. She couldn’t believe it. Anger filled her senses as she inhaled sharply.

“Dude. ‘I’m here. I’m at Soobin’s. He didn’t take me to my place, he took me to his place. That means that Yeonjun is next door. FUCK,” Mia whisper-screamed.  

You sit up, your eyes growing big. “Mia, I swear to god. Do. Not. And I mean, DO NOT say or do anything to Yeonjun,” you curse at yourself for not asking where Mia was before. You should have known Soobin would take her with him since he would want to take care of her.  

You nervously bite the inside of your cheek, waiting for her to reply.  

“You want me to pretend like everything’s okay when you just told me all of that?” She scoffs. “I guess you don’t know who you’re talking to,” Mia says walking out of Soobin’s room.

None of the other boys had woken up yet, so the living room was empty. She looked at the door to Yeonjun’s bedroom, biting her lip while angrily glaring at it.

Mia walked further into the living room, sitting down on the couch, deciding against any rash decisions.

“Well, he’s here. I see his car keys on the coffee table,” Mia says staring at the keys as she clears her throat.

“Dude. Don’t do anything. Please, I’m begging you. I’ll look crazy desperate.”  

“I could go key his car,” she says lifting the keychain, playing with it in her hand.

“Mia,” you warn her.  

“Alright, alright. The two of you should resolve this together, like adults. We’re not in high school anymore and this endless pining for each others’ attention needs to stop,” she sighs putting the keys back on the coffee table.  

“Besides he probably just kissed Yeji because he thought that you replaced him with Johnny,” Mia states confidently.

“That sounds so juvenile,” you say kicking your sheets off of yourself and getting out of bed.

“What other reason could he have, y/n?” Mia sighs. “He’s like a little kid who’s never had a serious relationship. All he knows is meaningless sex. And given the fact that the only girl he actually liked in college basically blew him off for another rich and popular senior, probably just made him insecure.”

“The words Yeonjun and insecure don’t belong in one sentence,” you say rolling your eyes.

“It’s true though. He just wants to be loved, but he’s afraid of getting hurt. That why he doesn’t let anyone get close.”

“Maybe you’re right,” you give in.  

“No, I AM right. You should’ve just watched him play beer pong and fed his ego a little. He’s a Virgo, he wants the satisfaction and the attention of the person he likes. Yet you went ahead and ditched him for a house tour with another hot guy,” she chuckled at her own observation.

Mia and her god damn astrology references. You hated how right she was.

You also hated how clearly she judged the situation because lord knows you couldn’t. Suddenly you had so much more to think about.

You rub your temples in an attempt to release the tension building up in your brain.

“Well, I hope so. Cause the other explanation would be that he’s just not that into me as I thought he was,”  you groan.

Mia sighed throwing her head back on the couch but as she did so, she heard a bedroom door creak open. Mia’s ears perked up at the sound, snapping her head in the same direction as the noise.  

It was Yeonjun’s room, but the person exiting the room was not Yeonjun.

Mia’s eyes widen as she sees Yeji close the door behind her.  

“Mia?” you call out for her due to the long silence on the other end of the line. “Earth to Mia?”  

Mia manically tried to lower the volume on her phone so your voice couldn’t be heard by Yeji, but Yeji jumped at the sound of a voice, looking straight into Mia’s widened eyes. They both looked at each other like deer’s caught in headlights.  

Busted.  

“Mia! What…are you doing here. You scared me,” Yeji’s voice was barely audible but you heard it. And you knew exactly who that voice belonged to.

Does this mean what you think it means? You immediately put your volume up. Basically gluing your phone to your ear to hear what was going on a little better.

“My boyfriend lives here,” Mia stoically replies, earning an understanding nod from Yeji.  

She couldn’t believe this and neither did you.

“Ahh, right. Soobin.” Yeji says putting two and two together.  

“You were in Yeonjun’s room?” Is all Mia could ask. And as if she could sense it, she quickly put her phone on the armrest of the couch, hoping you could hear their voices clearer, and you did.  

“I-uh…well yeah, it kind of happened,” Yeji says awkwardly smiling at Mia.  

“Yes. Hate it when that happens.” Mia’s sudden cold tone confused Yeji, but she didn’t think much of it as she collected her coat and bag from the dinner table.  

“I was just about to head out…” she says walking towards the front door.

“Enjoy your walk of shame,” Mia says under her breath.  

To your relief, Yeji didn’t hear the snarky comment your best friend made. You did not want more drama to erupt. None of this is Yeji’s fault, though it would be easy to blame her, you knew that would be even more childish than Yeonjun’s behaviour. 

Yeji turned to look at Yeonjun’s bedroom door one more time before she opened the front door to their apartment. “Tell Yeonjun I had fun,” is all she says, and just like that she’s out the door.  

As the door closed behind Yeji, Mia frantically reaches for her phone again.

“Bitch. Did you hear that!?” She exclaims trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Y-yeah.” 

You’re frozen in place and literally couldn’t compute.

“Tell Yeonjun I had fun? What in the fuck. How about you tell him yourself, bum ass bitch,” Mia scoffs as she continues her rampage. “I take back everything I said about resolving things with Yeonjun as adults, not after this revelation. The fucking nerve this took from him. Why would he take her home? As if no one would find out-”  

“I’m gonna hang up,” you say before Mia could go on any further.

You had to admit, this hurt. Seeing them kiss was also painful but you could come back from a kiss that happened out of childish jealousy. This, however, was a different pang to your heart.  

“Y/n….” Mia’s tone softened as she heard the weak sound of your voice.  She knew you were upset, and she hated that she couldn’t give you a hug right now.  

You hang up. Deciding that a hot shower is the only thing that will make you feel better.  

Mia silently made her way back to Soobin’s room. To her surprise he was already awake, scrolling through his Instagram feed.

“Good morning baby,” he hums with his low raspy morning voice, smiling at her as he sees her messy bed hair and grumpy hang-over face.  

“Hi,” she sighs. “Thank you for taking care of me,” Mia says apologetically as she climbs on top of him, sitting down on his torso.

“You don’t have to thank me for things I’m supposed to do,” he says yawning.  

“Oh, by the way…” Mia smirks seductively, inching closer to Soobin. “What?” Soobin looks at his girlfriend with expecting eyes, pouting his lips for a kiss but instead of a kiss, he gets surprised with a hard slap across his chest.

“AH, What the fuck was that for!?” Soobin whines, rubbing the affected area with his large hand.

“That’s for fighting with y/n and making her cry,” she says crossing her arms.

“So…you talked to her,” Soobin sighs. He untangled himself from Mia, getting up and stretching his body. “I should call her,” he says rubbing the back of his head.

“I already did and she told me everything. But here’s the thing. As I was on the phone with her in the living room, Yeji suddenly emerged out of Yeonjun’s room.” Mia explains in a hushed tone, afraid that the walls suddenly became thinner and Yeonjun could hear them speak.

Soobin’s mouth fell agape. “What!?” He exclaims in a whisper.

Mia just nodded at her boyfriends’ shocked expression. Soobin clenched his fist as his face contorts from shock to anger in a matter of milliseconds.  

“I dare him to breathe near y/n again, I swear to god,” Soobin says through his teeth.

You had gotten out of your way too long shower, hair wet, dressed in nothing but your underwear and an oversized t-shirt which ended just below your butt.

You mindlessly do your whole skincare routine but you jump when your phone starts to buzz. You reach for it, eyes widening as you see who just texted you.

[Yeonjun 12:43 PM]: Hey.

[Yeonjun 12:43 PM]: Do you still have my jacket?  

You stare at your phone, but it’s like your brain doesn’t want to comprehend that this is what he starts the conversation with. Maybe he needed an excuse to come and see you? Or maybe... you were just getting ahead of yourself and the dude just wanted his expensive Versace jacket back.  

Which you understand.  

[Y/N 12:45 PM]: Hi, yes I have it, sorry.

[Yeonjun 12:45 PM]: Can I come pick it up? You left without saying goodbye.

You scoff at his unbelievable reply and you hate acting impulsively, but you can’t seem to stop yourself from typing.

[Y/N 12:46 PM]: You seemed a little occupied, so :)  

[Yeonjun 12:46 PM]: Huh?

[Y/N 12:46 PM]: I’ll be home for another hour if you want to pick it up before I leave, be my guest.

[Yeonjun 12:47 PM]: Ok…

[Yeonjun 12:47 PM]: Are you mad at me or something?  

You roll your eyes at his observation. This motherfucker is either dense as fuck or he’s just pretending to be dumb. It’s like he couldn’t put two and two together.

You didn’t reply back to him and didn’t really expect him to show up either. Half an hour later you were seated on your couch, watching an anime while eating some instant noodles when you heard a knock on your door.

Shit. For real?  

You get up in a hurry, quickly chewing down the noodles that were still in your mouth and retrieved Yeonjun’s jacket from your dresser.  

You take a deep breath before you open the door, and there he is. Choi Yeonjun, as handsome as ever.

He looked like he never even partied the night before as if he got a full 8 hours worth of beauty sleep. He was dressed in an oversized black shirt with his Adidas joggers, accompanied by his usual chains, rings, and earrings that he never seemed to take off.

His eyes widened when he saw you, dressed in nothing but a large t-shirt while your hair was still damp from the shower you took. Right, you forgot to put pants on but you honestly didn’t mind taunting him a little.  

“Here you go,” you say try not to stare at him for too long as you hand him his jacket.

Yeonjun retrieved it from you without a word, still looking at you with wide eyes. His feet were frozen to the hard wooden floor beneath him.

“Was that all?” you ask crossing your arms as you lean on your doorpost.

You tried your hardest to sound unbothered and it was working. You got Yeonjun flustered and confused. His least favourite emotions.

“I-eh…I guess?” Yeonjun says rubbing the back of his neck.

“Ok, have a great day,” you say closing the door, at least that was your plan but Yeonjun put his foot between the door; stopping it from closing on him. You’re shocked at his reflexes and so was he judging by the look on his face.

“Wait,” he says opening the door again. “That’s it?” He asked, looking at you with his confused puppy eyes.

You give him the same look of confusion. “What do you mean, you came to get your coat. Did you need anything else?”

“So you are angry at me?”  

You can’t help but roll your eyes, breaking character and he notices. 

“Why?” He asks biting the inside of his cheek.

 It’s one of his habits. He does that when he’s trying to understand something, or when he’s nervous. You couldn’t tell which one it could be this time and honestly, you didn’t give a shit. 

“Listen, if you truly can’t figure that out yourself then that says enough.”  

And just like that, it’s like an epiphany happened inside of his brain. His calm and collected demeanor disappeared as he scratches the back of his head.

“You saw me with Yeji.”  

You stay silent, ready to close the door again but he forces it open, walking inside of your apartment.

“I didn’t realise I invited you in?” you say looking at him in disbelief as you close the door behind you.

He nervously paced back and forth. “Is that why you left? Cause you saw me with her?”  

You still don’t answer him, which annoyed him. “Talk to me,” he says putting his jacket down on your nearest piece of furniture while taking a step closer to you. 

“You should’ve talked to me first, but you ran. Like a coward.” 

Your voice was laced with venom as you took a step back, away from him.

He didn’t know why, but you calling him a coward hurt more than he would like to admit. He scoffed, taking another step towards you.

“Cut the bullshit y/n. You’re the one who played me. I thought we were getting along just fine but I turn around for two whole seconds and you leave with some other dude.”  

“Johnny is nothing more than a friend.”

“Does he know that?”

“YES!” you yell at him. You’re frustrated at your sudden outburst but you couldn’t take it anymore.  

Your anger startled Yeonjun and he took a step back giving you some space. 

His eyes were still looking for more answers in yours. He opened his mouth to speak but you beat him to it.

“You don’t get to put this on me when you wouldn’t even listen to what I had to say. Instead, you run off and have sex with Yeji out of spite? Cause you were jealous of Johnny? Real mature, Choi.”

“Wait, how do you know th-”

“I want you to leave,” you interrupt him, opening the door for him once again.

“Y/n...”

“No,” you sigh closing your eyes. “Leave.”  

Yeonjun sighs in defeat. Picking up his jacket once again, walking to your front door, stopping just inches away from you. “For what it’s worth…I’m sorry,” he said giving you one last look.

“Don’t let the door hit you on the way out,” you say, your tone bitchier than you expected. 

He didn’t reply, and you didn’t dare to look him in his eyes either, knowing that those dark orbs would pull you back under his spell again. 

You close the door behind him and lean your forehead against it, emotionally exhausted from the whole situation. But you had a feeling it was nowhere near over yet.

A few days went by like nothing had ever happened. You distracted yourself by organising your entire closet and cleaning out your cabinets.  

You cleaned your whole apartment hoping it would clear out your mind as well but Yeonjun was still a prominent figure that captivated your thoughts. You swore you wouldn’t open his Instagram stories or Snapchat’s, but you used Mia’s account to do so anyway.  

He was his usual self, he had fun and showed it off. You only see the good parts of Choi Yeonjun on social media, so you weren’t surprised. He wasn’t the type to post sad-girl quotes in his stories or subtweet to get attention, making it even harder to figure out what was really going on in his head. He just shows us what he wants us to see anyway. 

You couldn’t believe the fact that you fell under his spell even though everyone around you seemed to warn you about him. You just had to get yourself hurt, once again.  

You were more mad at yourself than you were mad at him, to be honest, but for some reason, his pleading tone accompanied with the desperate look in his eyes from that day kept swirling around in your thoughts.  

For the next couple of days, you focused on yourself and your mental health.

You decided to be anti-social even though your friends invited you to go do stuff. You just wanted to binge on your favourite shows and unwind from the hectic deadline filled semester that you had.

Apart from Soobin and Hueningkai visiting you to check if you were still alive, you hadn’t seen anyone else yet since that night. However, tonight there was a campus festival/bonfire for the new freshman who were coming in after summer as an introduction and orientation day and you and Mia volunteered a few months back for extra credit.

Everyone and you mean EVERYONE at the school that had somewhat of a social status was going to be there since it’s the last official event before the summer break officially started. Meaning that you would certainly see Yeonjun again.

“I can’t believe you got me to do this,” Mia sighed as she clips her name tag on to her hoodie a little too crooked to your liking.

You chuckle and fix it for her. “Also, you ghosted on us after the party. Did something else happen?” You bite your lip and shake your head. “Nothing worth mentioning.”

You didn’t want to hide stuff from her, but if Mia knows, Soobin knows. And you weren’t ready for that. Especially when you were still organising your thoughts on the situation.

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. You ran around with your checklists and made sure everything was ready and set for the festival to start with some other student board members. Mia, on the other hand, was in charge of giving groups of students full tours of the campus, which meant that you were separated for most of the day.

When the clock strikes 8 PM, the festival starts, and more and more people start to come in aside from the future freshman that were already there.

You stand at the sideline, checking off the last task on your to-do list and sigh in relief.  

Technically you are a supervisor for the night. So you couldn’t enjoy the party. 

Also, some of your teachers were there as well. Which meant that you couldn’t misbehave even if you wanted to.  

Your phone buzzes and you check your messages.

[Soobin 8.04 PM]: Hiiii, I’m here. Where are you?

[Y/N 8:04 PM]: Near the entrance, to the left. I’m wearing our obnoxious purple campus hoodie, shouldn’t be hard to find me.

[Soobin 8.04 PM]: I see youuuu, don’t move.

You chuckle and search for your friend. It didn’t take long before you spot him since he was built like a skyscraper. You watch him bulldoze his way through the crowd to greet you and laugh as he almost trips over his own legs as he approaches.  

“Hey girl, heyyy,” Soobin says enveloping you in a hug. He was followed by Taehyun and Beomgyu. Who also hugged you and said their hello’s.

“Are you already drunk?” You ask Soobin as you make him look at you by tugging at his chin.

“We tried to stop him but it was of no use,” Beomgyu chuckled.  

“Let him live a little,” Taehyun interferes. “Our captain has worked so hard all year.”  

“Just…look after him since Mia and I won’t be able to. We have to work tonight,” you pout.

“That sucks. We missed you at game night yesterday and now you’re telling me that you don’t get to party with us at all tonight?” Taehyun pouts back at you. And you simply nod at him with a sad facial expression to match his.  

You were wondering if Soobin told them about what happened that night at the party. Soobin is a horrible liar and you knew he wouldn’t lie as to why you didn’t make it to game night. But you didn’t want to ask.

“Where’s Hueningkai?” you ask looking around for him. “Or did you kill him at game night for cheating in that fruit card game you guys play?” You joke, earning chuckles from the boys.

“He’s with Yeonjun hyung and a few others from the team. They had dinner somewhere before they came here. We came straight from the dorm” Beomgyu explains, as he was texting someone on his phone.  

They definitely knew something was up. Taehyun is smart and quick-witted, so you were sure he knew too. Especially since his eyes grew in size a little after he heard Yeonjun’s name.  

Beomgyu however, was too busy with his phone to care. You decide to pry and look over his shoulder. “You’re talking to Ryujin again?” you say smirking as you read her name and Beomgyu immediately hides his phone from you. “Maybe,” he pretended to be annoyed but he couldn’t help but crack a smile at the sound of her name.

Soobin sighed, clearly unamused. “Where’s Mia?” He asked sitting down at the bleachers behind him.  

“She should be on her way back from her last campus tour,” you say looking around you, hoping you would see her and that’s when you spot him.

Yeonjun.

He walked in with his confident stride, surrounded by other attractive guys from the team, including Hueningkai.  

You could see the future freshman girls freak out a little as they entered. And you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.  

He ate it up, lost in his own bubble. No one could touch him, that’s how unreachable he made himself seem.

But you knew better. Your mind flashing back to his desperate eyes, trying to find answers in yours when he stepped foot in your apartment, and his desperate eyes when you kicked him out.  

You averted your gaze from them quickly, but not before Yeonjun’s eyes found yours.  

Shit.  

You sigh and pick up your schedule. “Guys, I’m sad to say this, but I have to leave. I have bar duty.”  

Soobin’s ears perked up at the word ‘bar’ and he looked at you, his eyes disappearing into crescent moons as he gave you a coy smile. “Does that mean you’ll give us free drinks?”  

“The opposite,” you say sticking out your tongue at him. He just glares at you in return and you laugh at his childlike antics.

“Gotta go, when I’m free, I’ll join you guys, and please keep an eye on him,” you tell Tae and Beomgyu as you run off.

“Will do sis,” Taehyun yells after you.

You arrive at the bar stand and see Mia already overwhelmed and panicked. Trying to keep up with the number of people in line. She spots you and sighs in relief.

“Thank god! Where were you? I can’t handle this alone,” she says throwing an apron your way.  You swiftly caught it and tie it around your waist.

“Sorry, I ran into Soobin, Tae, and Gyu. Soobin is already drunk by the way,” you say as you start pouring drinks in cups, organising them so they could be handed out immediately.

Mia rolled her eyes. “Of course he is,” she chuckles shaking her head.

“Did you see Yeonjun yet?” Mia asks carefully as she leans against the bar, staring at you intently.

“Yes, he was with Hyuka and some other guys from the team.”

“He didn’t try to talk to you at all since the party?” Mia asks confused.

And just as you opened your mouth to answer her question, you were interrupted.

“I’ll take two beers, and your phone number.”  

A familiar voice made your ears perk up, and you turn around. You spot the tall brunette and give him a wholehearted smile.

“Johnny!” You exclaim enthusiastically, giving him a clumsy hug over the counter.

“You and your endless flirting,” you joke as you hand over the beers to him.  

He gave you a beaming smile, taking a sip of his drink as he hands you the money in return. “I mean, you pretty much left without saying goodbye. And since I didn’t have your number I couldn’t contact you,” he points his finger at you accusingly, and you giggle.

Mia was behind you, busting her ass trying to serve the alcohol deprived students but that didn’t stop her from keeping an eye on you and Johnny.  

She noticed how your face lit up, and she also noticed how Johnny leaned closer to you over the counter. And then…her eyes landed on an equally tall figure, standing behind Johnny.

“Are you gonna take much longer bro? I’m trying to get drunk tonight.”  

You freeze in place, feeling like you were caught doing something you weren’t supposed to do.  

It was Yeonjun. He looked at you with his intense gaze. And all you could do was stare back at him in shock. 

A different type of tension filled the air. Your eyes darting from one to the other in panic. 

He glared at Johnny through half-lidded eyes, impatiently tapping his feet. “I’m in desperate need of some vodka,” Yeonjun states, giving Johnny a sarcastic smile, who by now had turned around to meet his eyes.

“So am I,” you say to yourself, preparing for the worst.

Chapter 4.

[sweetiejunie]

Enlighten me

Summary: beomgyu catches you reading smut about him. And he decides to take matters into his own hands

Genre: smut, a bit of fluff

Beomgyu x reader

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💕 Request: can you do one where beomgyu catches the reader reading smuts of him online

A/n: Thanks for the request!!💜 not sure if u wanted an au or a reaction but i decided to go with an au 🥴 hope u like it!!

Note: smut under the —.✿ฺ— cut

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He placed his hand on the small of your back and his other hand caressing your breasts. You moan at the sensation of Beomgyu’s hands on your body. He pulled you closer to him, looking up at you as he slowly kissed his way down, from your neck, to his end goal between your legs, never failing to break eye contact as he did so.

You tilt your head back in pleasure as you let out a soft whimper, his dark, lustful eyes, staring right back at your-

“Pumpkin~”

A sudden voice called out. Of course, he just had to come home now.

“Pumpkin, are you home?” The voice called out again.

Immediately, you turned off your phone and threw it beside you. And just as you did so, beomgyu’s head peeped through your bedroom door.

“Oh, here you are,” he smiled, making his way closer to you.

“Beomgyu, you’re home early,” even though the burst of anxiety and shock was still fresh in you, you still tried your best to fake a happy tone.

“Yeah! I wanted to surprise you. And the boys said they wanted to eat out today. Since you were at the dorm they asked me to come get you.”

Oh, consider yourself surprised indeed. Before you could think of a response, beomgyu continued. His smile turning to worry as he took a seat next to you on the bed, “are you alright? You’re cheeks are really red, you feeling okay?”

Raising a hand, resting it against your forehead, running it to your cheek. The moment he did this, the image of having beomgyu’s hand caressing your bare body flashed in your head.

“Um- ye- yeah I’m fine. Just a bit flushed.” You grabbed his hand that was on your cheek, staring at them as you mindlessly played with his fingers.

“Flushed? Are you feeling shy?” He teased. “Did i do something?”

You didn’t reply, simple shaking your head, still avoiding eye contact. There was silence for a while, and it felt as if you could choke on the tension.

“Or does it have something to do with what you were looking at on your phone?”

Your eyes shot open, all your actions coming to a halt. He knew.

He smirked, expecting that reaction from you. “You know... before i so, rudely, interrupted,” he continued, reaching for your phone.

“Gyu- wait- please, don’t-“

You jumped up, trying to snatch your phone back from him. Which ultimately failed as he stood up, holding your phone higher, out of your reach. And within seconds, your phone unlocked. The first thing on the screen was the fanfic you were reading — beomgyu x reader, genre: smut.

Shit.

Looking back down to you, it was hard to read beomgyus expression. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t disgust. It wasn’t shock or even surprise. His face was just... blank.

“Beomgyu...” you weren’t sure what to say.

You had never intended for beomgyu to ever find out you read fan fictions about him. That’s not something a normal girlfriend does, right? I mean, what girlfriend would read about what other people wanted to do with their boyfriend. After this he’d probably thought you were weird. Probably even repulsive.

“I’m sorry, don’t hate me,” was all you could think of, besides wanting to turn and run out the room. But before you could even take a step forward, beomgyu grabbed your arm, spinning you around and pulling you into a hug.

Holding you like that for a while, his head resting on top of yours. “Y/n... no matter what you do, i could never hate you, you know this.” Loosening his hold on you, he took a step back to look you in the eyes, “if it makes you feel better, i can forget i ever saw anything. I’ll never bring it up.”

You silently nodded in agreeance, cheeks pink as your attention turned to your hands, which were nervously playing with the hem of your shirt.

Beomgyu chuckled, “come on, go get changed.”

You nodded again, but instead of letting you go, beomgyu’s hands never left your shoulders. “Or actually... i could call the boys and tell them you’re not feeling well.”

“What? Why would we do that?” You asked, shooting him a confused look.

“You know pumpkin, if there’s anything you want to try, you can just ask me. You don’t have to read about it online and fantasise on your own.” Hooking a finger under your chin, he held you still and laid a soft, passionate kiss on your lips. His other hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. “So, why don’t you tell me what you’ve read about. Hm? I’m sure there must be so many fantasies I’ve missed out on. Enlighten me.”

You stood still in his arms, an internal debate going on in your head. You couldn’t deny that this excited you, but at the same time, was he being serious?

“You don’t want to tell me?” He said again when you didnt reply, his tone dropping in octaves, “well, i saw some pretty interesting warnings on your screen just now... if im not mistaken, was it rough sex? Thigh riding? Or maybe it was face riding? Is that right?” He leaned down to look at your face, he was just teasing by this point. He wouldn’t admit it, but seeing your embarrassed state in this situation just turned him on more. “Answer me, pumpkin. Or if you don’t want to do this we can just leave no-“

“Yes,” you cut him off, your answer coming in a whisper.

“Good girl.”

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With that he kissed you again, this time harder and more needy. Lightly pushing you back on the bed, he stripped off his jacket and climbed over you, one arm supporting his weight while the other and roamed your sides. Attaching his lips to your neck, kissing and nibbling at the skin. You whimpered at the feeling as he let his hand wander under your shirt. You lift your back slightly, allowing him to unhook your bra to grope and squeeze your breasts.

“Please gyu, more,” you let out breathlessly.

“As you wish,” he hums, enjoying the view of how well you reacted to his every touch, lifting your shirt to expose your, now, bare chest. His lips traveled to your nipple, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub. But just when you were getting lost in the feeling, he stopped, causing you to whine at the loss of contact.

Before you could protest, he spoke again, “why don’t you ride my thigh?” Getting up to sit beside you, leaning back on his arms as he watched you. His stare cause a burning feeling to course through your body.

Doing as he suggest, you get up, ridding yourself of your clothes, letting them fall to the floor, leaving you on full display to beomgyu. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you began to grind against his thigh, the wetness of your core seemed to go straight through his jeans, leaving a wet patch as you grew more lustful for this boy by the minute. The fabric giving you just the amount of pleasure you needed. His hands came down to grip your hips, pushing you further down on his thigh. You had no doubt that his grip would be leaving bruises to next day, but it didn’t matter as you felt a familiar tightening in your lower stomach.

“Fuck beomgyu, fuck,” moaning out, hugged him closer, as if that was even possible.

“Are you going to come all over my thigh?” He cooed, “hm? Is my baby going going to ruin my jeans?”

As soon as those words left his mouth, you felt yourself releasing over his jeans. You body jolted and you buried your face in the crook of his neck, panting as you rode out your high. Savouring the moment, beomgyu arms wrapped around your waist, keeping you close as you tried to catch your breath.

“You ready for the next one?” He hummed against your ear. You pulled away from him, giving him a confused look. Mocking your expression, he raised an eyebrow, “you didn’t think you were done right? I told you we’re going to make your fantasies come to life. I doubt this was your only one, at least the one you were reading before.”

With that he lifted you off him, letting you sit on the edge of the bed as he stood up. “Pumpkin, look what you did to my jeans. I would ask you to make up for it but today isn’t about me.”

Looking down, you saw a wet patch where you once sat. He pushed you to lie down, kneeling over you, knees on either side of your hips as he removed his white shirt. Your eyes racked up beomgyus torso, his toned abs on show.

“See you something you like?” He teased, throwing his shirt and leaving him in just his jeans.

You rolled your eyes at him before lurching up and pulling him down for a kiss. He leaned down, placing his an arm beside your head to prop himself up. His other wandering hand, gently drawing patterns into your skin as it danced between your bodies. The simple action enough to get you to let out a soft groan.

Pulling away, beomgyu stood, his hard-on evident through the material, making you want to do nothing but suck him off right then and there. But he wouldn’t have let you. As he said, today was about satisfying you. Remove his jeans, along with his briefs, he grabbed your legs dragging you closer to the edge of the bed. Taking his position between your legs as he took a second to admire the beauty in front of him.

Getting on his knees, he started placing gentle kisses along your core. His tongue circling and sucking on your clit as you whined from the sensitivity caused by your last orgasm. You felt yourself tugging on beomgyus hair when two fingers suddenly entered you without warning, pumping at a steady pace. Grinding your hips against his face and fingers, you quickly felt your second orgasm approaching. Wasting no time, he started moving his fingers faster when he felt your walls contract around them. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace a you rode your high which proved to be too much for you. So much so, that you were squirming underneath him. Causing him to hold you down with his free hand.

You were struggling for air by the time his fingers slipped out of you. “Gyu, i cant another one. I’m done.”

“Just one more pumpkin. You can do it,” he smirked, capturing your lips in a kiss as you felt his tip run along your heat, gathering your juices before pushing in.

You felt weak as he thrusted into you hard. Grunting at the feeling of your around him. He broke the kiss and shut his eyes momentarily before pulling out his whole length and slamming back into you again. You cried out his name in pleasure, the over sensitivity setting in.

“Isn’t this so much better than anything you could imagine?” He thrusts faster, causing you to claw at his shoulders, your back arching off the bed.

“Don’t stop,” a string of high pitched whines leaving your lips.

Each of his thrusts were making you see stars. Both of you were nearing your highs, beomgyu with each thrust into your clenching core, and you each him he hit your g-spot. With one last thrust, a wave of pleasure washed over you both.

“Guy, I’m-“ you can’t finish your sentence as you felt yourself release again, mouth hanging open.

Beomgyu groaning profanities, along with your name as he pulled out, coming undone on your stomach. He collapsed next to you, both your breathing coming out as heavy, short pants. You barely anytime to recover before you heard beomgyu rushing out and returning with a towel to clean you off. Leaving the rag aside, he laid back down and pulled you closer to him. His thumb running along your cheek to brush away stray hairs. Looking at you, he flashed you a smile. A smile that effortlessly made your heart jump and do somersaults in your chest.

“From now on if you ever want to try anything, you’ll tell me,” he said in a soft, quiet voice.

You could only nod your head as a response. Maybe you should have gotten caught reading fan fictions about your boyfriend sooner. Sure, you missed the dinner the boys had originally planned. But it was definitely worth it, and it was pretty easy to come up with an excuse when they asked.

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Wew havent wrote a full smut au in a while🥵 hope u liked this!!!

[pupjunie]

txt’s reaction to their s/o falling asleep on facetime... 

yeonjun <3

yeonjun would probably be talking your ear off the whole call so how do you even fall asleep?

but in all seriousness, yeonjun was talking to you about his day, all wrapped up in every detail

he couldn’t forget even one because then it wouldn’t be like you guys spent the day together,, although he knows you didn’t:(

before even thinking about falling asleep you take the moment where he’s distracted to study his pretty face like you had done multiple times but it never got old

you actually found comfort in his dramatic tone as he described his day like a storybook or something

“so then i said to hyuka that he can’t have the last snack because i’m his hyung, it just wouldn’t be right- don’t you agree, y/n?”

at this moment he looked over at you, seeing your camera being positioned right at your sleeping self on your pillow

he leaned forward, picking his phone up with both hands giving you a fond smile

“aw angel, i didn’t even realize you were sleepy... that’s okay, i’ll keep you here until your phone dies... which knowing you is probably soon. i love you.” he added in at the end, like you could hear him, setting his phone down next to him.

soobin <3

soobin always took your calls seriously, and even let you talk about your day first.

currently soobin was snacking, since he had let you in on the fact that he didn’t get to eat lunch that day and you had scolded him to no end, your scolding laced with concern of course

you wrapped up talking about your day and knew you would much rather listen to your boyfriend talk anyway

“but i’m in the middle of eating, y/n,” he fake glared at you making you giggle

you made yourself more comfortable on your pillow, the two of you sitting in comfortable silence for a few moments.

what soobin DIDN’T know was that in that comfortable silence, you had closed your eyes just to rest them but instead had slipped off to sleep

you let out a little snore, causing soobin to look back over at the phone and he had to cover his laugh since he didn’t want to wake you up now, you looked peaceful.

“so selfishhh baby, i didn’t even get to talk about my day,” he rubbed his thumb over the screen fondly at you, debating on taking screenshots but he decided not to... he had plenty others from calls before and he was sure he would have more.

soobin turned his mic off, so he could get ready for bed but still have you on the phone without waking you up. “sleep well, baby.”

beomgyu <3

beomgyu becomes really soft and not quite as loud as he can be at night

he talks in this sweet sweet voice where it sounds like he’s even going to drift off but he never does

he takes this time he gets to talk to you seriously and doesn’t take advantage of it

but he was also dramatic af and just wanted to make you laugh at the ungodly hours you two had your calls at

“y/n,,, i have tragic news, i accidentally deleted my recent selcas even in my recently deleted.”

you had to attempt to hide your laugh because sometimes you didn’t know if beomgyu was being seriously distraught or not but that was the fun part about him

he shot you a teasing smile, confirming he just wanted to make you laugh, “shush, don’t laugh at your poor boyfriend that way.”

after beomgyu talking for a few more minutes in his soft tone, you couldn’t help but start to fall asleep, your eyes fluttering closed.

you didn’t even hide it from beomgyu, he kept talking since it was a common occurence.

once he thought you were asleep for a good few minutes, he whispered trying not to laugh, “night night you baby for falling asleep,” he patted the phone screen with his pointer finger fondly, not wanting to hang up yet though so he left you there, laying down himself in his bed.

taehyun <3

STOP why would taehyun be so cute with you.

he’d be laying on his stomach, his phone being held up by the pillow in front of him.

he would never admit it but the phone calls make him a bit sad that he can’t be there with you but he tries to push it out of his mind

he’s just grateful to talk to you, even this late.

the thing is, it’s like taehyun WANTS you to fall asleep or something

he puts on the most calming music ever in the background, with the softest singing and beats you’ve heard and it’s already lulling you to sleep.

in reality, he just wants even the calls between you to be a safe and comfortable environment and he loves seeing you all calm and stuff:((

“i missed you so much today, i have pictures from earlier today when we were filming i want to send to you,, the view was so cool! i wish you could have seen it, y/n.”

“i saw your favorite flower! i wish i could take it but... disturbing nature,, i knew you would yell at me,” his eyes sparkled a bit as he talked which is just the cutest thing ever.

without a doubt, your eyelids became heavy and you just had to close them since you were all comfy in your own.

taehyun let you fall asleep, he didn’t mind. he likes just being there with you, even if it’s through a phone for now.

hueningkai <3

kai would absolutely adore these calls.

he’d be waiting for them all day, of course being focused on his job but knowing he’d get to talk to you at night made it all even better

“baby, do you want to sleep? you look very tired,” his bottom lip jutted out into the tiniest pout and you wanted to squish his cheeks like no other time before

“aw, no i’m okay, i’m not sleepy!” you said and it seems truthful but hyuka knew better, he saw how you were getting more and more comfortable with each minute passing.

as kai talked about how he saw the cutest dog today, you laid your head on your pillow, his voice being the leading force to make you fall asleep

not in a bad way of course, these times with him at night just felt all calm and soft, how could you help YOURSELF

when kai saw you had fallen asleep, he had a fond look in his eyes but a smirk as he leaned forward to grab his phone

he took multiple screenshots, trying to be discreet as possible and exiting out of the call, but not hanging up.

kai then added all the screenshots to his photo album folder titled, “y/n 🧚‍♀️🦋⭐️”

“goodnight you sleepyhead,” he whispered, not turning his mic off this time as he usually did, letting you sleep in peace.

[bbhyeoliskooks]

Can you write a Boemgyu fluff where you're dating him in secret but Yeonjun knows and he keeps subtly teasing you guys about it.

ຶཽଓ✧ 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧! ✧ଓ ຶཽ

Yeonjun should learn how to shut his mouth... :)

* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;

Pairing: Beomgyu x Reader (gender-neutral)

Genre: 4 cups of fluff !!

Warnings: None

(The title- idk what to call it, and then the description... yea im so sorry my jjuniebug, i didn’t know how to say it :D Also, unedited since I have school tomorrow!)

* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;* Ŏ･;ﾞ.:’;

It was extremely... risky to be inside of Beomgyu’s room without any of the other boys knowing. In the dark room were only you, Beomgyu, and Yeonjun, however it was late and he was probably asleep.

Luckily you were hidden, away from sight but that still didn’t take away any of the dangers that his group members would find out. If they did, that would certainly take away the thrill of a new blossomed relationship. It had only been a month, but your love was as strong as ever, and you couldn’t complain.

To be honest, you never imagined you would be at the dorms at almost 1am in the morning, yet here we are!

He had begged you on the phone to come and cuddle with him until the early morning because he missed you a lot! It had only been a week since he saw you, but he swore he missed you more than anyone he had ever pined for. Saying that he needed to kiss you and wanted your hugs was enough to get you going there, but then he pulled out the puppy dog eyes which you had a love/hate relationship with. Let’s just say that you could only say yes to those puppy dog eyes on the facetime call just fifteen minutes before.

Instantly, you walked over to the dorms since it was a short walk. Your boyfriend said he was going to pick you up, but you knew that it would be even worse because the boys would know once the door slammed open. Although they had already been asleep a long time ago, Yeonjun being the last one to close his eyes. 

Of course he didn’t care about the repercussions which would in worse case scenario be, everyone finding out and the managers forcing the two of you to break up, but you had to look at the bright side! At least you were safe in Beomgyu’s tender arms, giggling about the things that happened this week. 

“So... did you miss me as much as I did?” He peppered soft kisses against your cheeks while you held him even closer to you, scared that his comforting touch would disappear into thin air if you made the wrong mov

“You think I didn’t? I would’ve declined your request since it’s too late know, but I guess that I needed you as much as you needed me.”

A sudden voice came out from the other side of the room and you gasped, pulling the blankets over you in fear that you were caught by someone who didn’t know. 

“Guys, will you be quiet with your lovey dovey stuff? I’m tired, and I don’t need to hear all of that.”

Beomgyu and you just stared at each other before you both simultaneously got up from the bed.

“Don’t look at me as if you’ve just seen a ghost!”

Yeonjun shook off the pillow on his chest, looking proud that he had scared the two of you. It was that cocky grin that you wanted to wipe off since forever, perhaps even the day you met him. Only thing that was holding you back was that he was your best friend, and you owed him a lot for some favors that couldn’t be named. 

“I know about your relationship, we established that fact already. You haven’t let any of the other ones know, right?” The two of you nodded your head, looking at each other with hearts in your eyes. You didn’t want anybody to know until later, maybe when everything cools down for a while.

Yeonjun chuckled, pulling his blanket over his head. “Alright, then. Just be quie-”

The sound of the door creaked open, and you darted under Beomgyu’s back. Who could be up at this hour? You hoped that it wasn’t an emergency or else you would be found out for sure. 

“Hey Beomgyu hyung? Could you open this for me? I don’t think Soobin is awake, and I don’t want to bother him.” You hoped that he was feeling sleepy enough to not realize that you were right beside (under) he was sitting. 

From the corner of your eyes, you could see that Kai was holding those jars of flintstone gummies that you usually eat when you’re younger. You held back the laughter rumbling from your chest at how adorable he was before bunching your body into the covers. It was getting really warm though and a few seconds later, you took a deep breath of fresh air- looking out into the other wall where his roommate lay.

It was dark but you could see that Yeonjun kept sending you weird glances from across the bed which you knew meant that he was teasing you about your secret relationship. You rolled your eyes, peeking out to see him from the sweaty blanket. When Beomgyu turned on the other side to help him open the jar, you gave Yeonjun the dirtiest glare you could muster as a sign to leave the two of you alone. 

He just shrugged, and you felt the urge to let out a scream if not for Beomgyu’s gentle hand searching to find yours. Good thing that he figured out that you were fuming under those damn covers because wow, you would’ve made known your presence. Still, that didn’t stop you from getting mad at yourself.

And you really thought that telling your best friend was the best idea?! You wanted to hit the past you in that moment. 

You thought he wouldn’t do anything else until he started to make kissing noises in front of the younger ones. He was being obnoxious, and you wanted to hit him for being annoying when you were trying not to get caught. 

Making a punch sign, you saw him fall back dramatically and sighed softly. The bed made a creaking noise, causing Kai to turn over to the loud noise while Beomgyu struggled with the jar. That made it even worse! 

Kai glanced over at Yeonjun, the shift in the bed let you know. 

“Oh, hyung? Are you okay?”

He laughed in response, the darkness of the room making it hard to see that he was swatting his hand in amusement. 

“Yeah! I-I’m totally good!” It was getting harder for him to speak since the little fits of laughter came out. Beomgyu squeezed on your hand tighter, trying his best to calm you down.

“Look! I got it! I opened it for you, pipsqueak.” 

You watched Kai’s eyes turned into one of amazement, and he thanked Beomgyu before hopping from his spot on the bed. 

“Thank you so much! I better head to sleep now.” 

Just like that, the footsteps got dimmer and you sat up a little, hoping that he would be gone for good. Yeonjun decided to have a bit more fun teasing the two of you, so he shouted at Kai. “Beomgyu and Y/N-” “Shut up, Yeonjun!”

Finally the door shut close, and you couldn’t hold it back anymore, the frustration in your body knowing no bounds as you yelled at him. 

Crap! You winced at your loud voice. That definitely woke all three of them up now...

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Choi Yeonjun

-would no doubt give you the smirk and sing an ‘i told you so’ because the only reason you had got sick was because you insisted not to take his jacket when it was obviously too cold outside to just be wearing a tshirt. 

-but afterwards, he tries (and fails) to hide the fact that he's worried

-would call his agency just to tell them that he wouldn’t be coming because he would be doing very important business

-and by important business, it means he would practically force soup and medicine down your throat if he had to and nurse you back to health.

-”eat,” he orders, and you would send him an eye roll, plainly agreeing just so he would stop worrying as if you were on your deathbed, "see? that wasn't so hard!" he says happily, booping your nose with the edge of the spoon, making your face scrunch up.

-"cute!" he laughs, a fox-like smile appearing, grabbing a tissue to dab at the corners of your mouth.

-after you were stuffed and took your medicine, he would let you rest. sleeping beside him, he would run his hands gently into your locks, savoring the small moment of your vulnerability. happy that he was the only one there to see it. 

Choi Soobin

-”you sure you don't need anything else?” he asks sweetly, a small frown on his lips when he peeks through the ajar door. hearing you cough before you reply only made him frown deeper.

-”i’m okay, soobinie,” you try to reassure him, “dont worry about me,”

-but how could he not, when you were hacking up your lungs so badly he could hear it from the living room?

-he would definitely decide to make you food after you insist for fifteen times that you don't have to go to the hospital. it was concerning when you hear him say he wants to cook, considering you have never seen him cook in your months of dating. 

-but everything turns out well when you wake up to the smell of soup in lieu of a burning kitchen. 

-absolutely insists on feeding you, don't you test him. 

-cuddle sessions are in order afterwards, despite the amount of times you say it's too dangerous for him to be close to you as he could get sick as well. 

-"rest well, y/n ah," he whispers into your hair, having your head pressed comfortably snug against his chest, his hands coming up to stroke at your back.

-you fall into a comfortable sleep afterwards, waking up only to down more medicine before feeling completely better. 

Choi Beomgyu

-”look who's the sick one now~” he teases in a sing song tune, “so sad~” he adds, pinching both of your cheeks and kissing each one, then letting go with a smug grin, “don't worry, i’ll save your very poor, dying soul,”

-he would literally make it a big deal because you had been nagging at him for not properly taking care of his health, and now it's your turn to get sick. 

-when in reality, it was him who got you sick. (but you wouldn't tell him that, letting him enjoy the fun before you whoop his ass once you're better) 

-sets medicine and a glass of water on the nightstand by your bed and an alarm for you to take them; but ends up forgetting. 

-"I don't understand how this is supposed to heal me," you say, voice off with his clogged nose, "mario kart?" 

-"you said you couldn't sleep!" beomgyu defends himself and his mario kart, having his arms wrapped around your heated body, a blanket wrapping the two of you like a couple's burrito, "come on, let's play one round, okay?" 

-one round turns to two, and three, and in the end you find it's 12 in the morning and the next day the both of you fall sick. 

-"you know, this is your fault," you say, laying beside him as poor taehyun was now tending to the both of your idiotic selves. 

Kang Taehyun

-"you feeling any better?" he asks softly, sitting in the bed and pressing a kiss on the side of your forehead. you try to answer him, but a cough rips through your throat, and taehyun only glances at you with concern. 

-he would definitely be worried, but he knows that worrying won't heal you. so he decides to spend the whole day off just to put all his attention on you. 

-would not let you do any work. if you wanted the remote and he was asleep? wake him up. if there was delivery and you were at the couch by the door? call him. 

-brushes his hand over your bangs to feel your forehead when you're asleep, and wakes you up to eat your pills accordingly. 

-brings you salad but you'd refuse to eat so adamantly that he ends up giving in (albeit reluctantly) to your request of pizza

-"this really isn't healthy," he mumbles when he sees you eating pizza on the bed, the bed he had just washed the sheets of. your innocent smile and red nose was the only thing making him soft today, so he decided against making you stop and eat actual food to join you and give you a sympathetic look. 

-because the next minute, you were throwing the contents out of your stomach into the toilet, and taehyun could only sigh, knowing this was going to be a long day. 

Hueningkai

-when he gets the text message that you were sick, you bet he'll be there in front of the door with a bag so big you would think he was moving in

-"what… is all this?" you sniffled, and kai pushes you back inside.

-"snacks!" he says, pouring the contents onto your dining table. and a lot is such an understatement- you were somewhat convinced he had bought the whole store. 

-of course, he would take his plushies with him. they were his guardians, so what kind of lover would he be if he didn't bring them for you?

-"are you comfortable?" he'd murmur when you're both in bed, snug yet probably too close for someone who could spread diseases and potentially get the other sick. 

-but despite that, you reply with a nod, proceeding to nuzzle into the crook of his neck as he puts on a movie, the arms he had looped around your waist over the duvet tightening when he feels your heavy head falling onto his shoulder, the show lulling you to sleep before it even properly started.

-"sleepy already?" he whispers teasingly, pressing a chaste kiss to the side of your head and running his hand down your arms, letting you sleep in his arms.

-it would be more chaotic if it was him who was sick, so thankfully you were very much pliant in taking your pills than he was