#but mingi and san??? holy shit

[reveluving]

me trying to brainwash you into liking ateez: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeTLQLhh/

BUBU, PUH-LEEEEEZE. I MAY NOT BE AN ATINY BUT MY GOD DOES THIS GROUP KNOW HOW TO BULLDOZE INTO MY MIND AT THE MOST UNEXPECTED TIME

[aroundtheatlas]

HELLO CHOI SAN????

[seungminnnie]

holy shit. best concert i’ve ever been to hands down. that was a PERFORMANCE

[kiestrokes]

Hi. Sorry for the lack of heads up. I was OOT for the first half of the week to attend ATEEZ in DC. I am also diving right back into work tomorrow. I will catch up with everyone once I’ve recovered from the avalanche that is awaiting me in my inbox. I will upload some clips from the concert too 🧡

[filmbyjy]

&team and ateez was not on my collab bingo card😀

a reminder that K is older than all of ateez😀

[choisanshine]

ATEEZ Would You Rather. NSFW Ed

Ateez would you rather. NSFW Edition

Oh shit! I did not expect this to be so long, Haru!!! But thank you @stardragongalaxy for tagging me!!!

Now *cracks knuckles and tilts head to both sides to crack neck a few times* Lets go! << same

Would you rather...

(Highlighted bold are what I would rather)

~Make out with Yeosang or dry hump Yunho? I'd dry hump the SHIT out of Yunho, you know he got them thick as thighs. BUT Yeosang is my bias wrecker so I gotta go with making out with him

~Give Mingi a lap dance or have Wooyoung do a sexy dance for you? This one was sort of hard for me. But, I think I'd rather have Wooyoung do the sexy dance because I am NOT good at it

~Tease San under the table at dinner or Jongho tease you under the table? That little shit would be really good at it AND he would know how to not get caught but could I get San to tease me instead??

~Give hickeys to Yeosang or get hickeys from Seonghwa?

at the same time would be LOVELY. If I absolutely had to choose ONE I would go with getting hickeys from Seonghwa. But, bias vs bias wrecker sounds like a wonderful situation to be stuck in ;)

~Praise Hongjoong or receive body worship from Yunho? Oh gods you just really want me to be a sopping mess don't you?? As a sub-leaning baby, I would LOVE to receive body worship from Yunho. And he'd be WONDERFUL at it

~Blindfold Mingi or be blindfolded by San? Yeah 100% would be blindfolded by San. He'd be devious and sinister and it would be absolutely delicious

~Choke Yeosang or be choked by Jongho?

"I rather be choked then Choke someone. I also trust he’d be one of the few members to have control over the pressure he’d give to make it pleasurable." -Haru I agree with this. But I would love to have an angry Yeosang choke me within an inch of my life so 🙃

~Pull Hongjoong’s hair or Yunho pull your hair? Ahh...neither are my bias, but I prefer to have my hair pulled

~Tie up Wooyoung or Jongho tie you up? Oh 100% have Jongho tie me up, then just....ignore me. Please. Go about his day as if I'm not there begging him to touch me. He'd be pretty good at ignoring me, but eventually would probably use a gag to keep me quiet. But, seeing Wooyoung all tied up and well spent would also be lovely

~Beg for Seonghwa or Mingi beg for you? Oh yes.....I'd beg so good for Seonghwa. I'm not much of a dom, but it'd also be really nice seeing Mingi beg for me

~Ride Jongho’s thigh or sit on San’s face? Oh fuck....can I reuse the "Both" gif?!? Both please!!!! Jongho's thighs are 🤤 but San's tongue is a gift from the gods so

~Dirty talk with Seonghwa or Mingi? I feel like both would get sort of embarrassed, but I think in the right mood Seonghwa could give even better than he takes and would turn me into a wet, begging mess all too quickly

~Spank Wooyoung or Hongjoong? Sorry this one is going to be a neither from me. I would rather see Wooyoung being spanked though. Maybe by Hongjoong

~Get spanked by Jongho or Yunho? Oh absolutely spanked by Jongho. He would turn my ass red as a fucking cherry. I love it

~Deny San his orgasm or Seonghwa deny you yours? I think I like the idea of both. But once again as a sub leaning person, orgasm denial is something that would get me even more subby

~Have Yeosang as a master or Hongjoong as a pet? UGH just take me now!!! I'd prefer to be the pet in this situation 🤤 please let Yeosang dominate and humiliate me to the edge of my life

~Touch yourself and make Yunho watch or Mingi touch himself and make you watch? I think if this was more as a punishment for myself? Like Yunho is the one in control of the situation.

~Call Hongjoong ‘daddy’ or Seonghwa call you ‘mommy’? I'll call any of them "daddy". Although I'd probably call Seonghwa "oppa" instead even if I am older

~Receive aftercare from San or give aftercare to Wooyoung? Maybe because I am aromantic, but I'm not big into aftercare? But I'd prefer to receive rather than give

~Skype sex with Hongjoong or phone sex with Yeosang? Okay, I WANT to agree about the "being able to see your partner" BUT Yeosang's fucking voice does more to me, especially if he drops it down an octave 😩 I'd be putty in that man's hands

~One night stand with Mingi or friends with benefits with Wooyoung? Woo would get too attached, sorry baby boy!!! I'd rather just be friends with Woo and have a ons with Mingi

~Studio sex with Hongjoong or practice room sex with Yunho? Ah see....the dance floor is NASTY and I would not want my ass touching that floor

~Receive nudes from Seonghwa or a sexy video from San? UGH I WANT BOTH!!!!!! But, I think San sending a sexy video would be...more fulfilling if you know what I mean

~Cowgirl position with Jongho or doggystyle position with Yeosang? Both are good!!!! But one of my absolute favorite things is when we are in doggystyle and he pulls me up by my hair so ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

~Hot tub sex with Mingi or shower sex with Yunho? Yunho is far more of a dom than Mingi, although shower sex can be dangerous BUT also hot tubs are also disgusting

~Seonghwa cum in your mouth or Wooyoung cum on your face? I am ONLY choosing Seonghwa because he's my bias. But both of these are disgusting and I would not like either

~Jongho cum on your thighs or Hongjoong cum on your stomach? Okay this I can actually deal with. I'm okay with either, but as I see Jongho as more of a bias than Hongjoong, that's why I am leaning towards that one. Plus Jongho is a THICC man

~Car sex with San or sex under the stars with Yeosang? Ugh sex under the stars sounds so romantic and if it was in a room with a glass ceiling that would be AMAZING however if it's outside: HARD pass BUT frantic car sex with San would be so hot

~Take Mingi’s virginity or Yunho take yours? I'd prefer to be with someone more experienced. BUT Mingi would just be the loveliest while taking his virginity 🥺

~Library sex with Wooyoung or movie theater handjob with Yeosang? Look, if you've ever been in a library, most of them are actually set up to make having sex very difficult. However, movie theaters are dark and less frequently populated. Please Yeosang is my bias wrecker so...

~Lazy morning sex with Yunho or late night sex with Jongho? Lazy morning sex just kind of implies sweetness and romance. But late night sex is secret and dirty and heavy

~Wear a collar for Seonghwa or San wear a collar for you? 100% wear a collar for Seonghwa. I'd also wear a collar for San. I'd wear the collar Seonghwa gave me for San. I am a simp for both of them

~Rough sex with Hongjoong or romantic sex with Jongho? ;D aromantic here!!! demiromantic? greyromantic? idk I'm not into the sweet stuff

~Receive anal from Seonghwa or give anal to Mingi? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ apparently I like the butt stuff

~Suck on Yunho’s fingers or San suck on your fingers? Gods his hands are so fucking large, be getting drool everywhere. Have him demand that I ask for what I want but won't give it to me until I ask clearly never once taking his fingers out....oof

~Wall sex with Jongho or mirror sex with Wooyoung? I'll choose wall sex because I am not Woo-biased but also I am pretty insecure and while the idea of mirror sex is hot as fuck, I think in practice I wouldn't like it. But wall sex is ALWAYS good, especially if someone is on the other side of the wall ;)

~Hongjoong finger you or give Yeosang a handjob? Finger banging is wonderful. I would prefer Yeosang over Joong though sorry not sorry

~Overstimulate Mingi or be overstimulated by Wooyoung? Overstim me all fucking day long. Turn me into a whining, sobbing mess. I think it'd be more fun if someone was directing Woo to do it though

~Woosan threesome or Seongjoong threesome? UGH both would be great!!!! But I think having San as a hard dom with a bratty sub Woo would be an amazing dynamic. BUT my ideal threesome would be hard dom San with a degradation kink and soft dom Seonghwa with a praise kink (giving for both) and just absolutely wrecking my entire life :D

THANKS SO MUCH TO WHOEVER CREATED THIS!!!!!! tagging @sanstini

[ad0rechuu]

oh my god lilo do you wanna kill me 😮‍💨

★ NEVER SAY NEVER. [ 008 ] as you wish, princess.

synopsis. something about the eight most well-known boys of your campus just didn't sit right with you, so you never gave any effort to interact with them. but after a series of… interesting incidents, they can't seem to leave you alone.

pairing. college students! vampires! ot8! ateez x fem! reader.

genre. fluff, angst, eventual smut, college au, vampire au.

chapter warnings. suggestive content, undressing, alcohol consumption, swearing, use of pet names, drunk y/n is very.... affectionate :)

word count. 4.3k

　　　　　　　　chapter vii // chapter viii // chapter ix

As you followed Hongjoong’s instructions, you slowly began realising how drunk you were as you sloppily climbed up the steps. After what felt like an eternity, you made it to the final step, sighing with relief as you caught your breath and looked around.

Just a few steps in the front of the stairs, a girl crouched on the ground with two of her friends comforting her as she sobbed and swore herself off men. A little farther than that, a couple was making out very loudly against a wall. You grimaced and turned to look down the other way of the hall, finding one of the bedroom doors open and deciding to check in there.

As you approached the door, a different couple ran out of the room, a slightly drunk and stern-faced Yeosang stepping out behind them as they fled down the stairs. His eyes landed on you and it took him a second to realise why you looked so familiar—squinting and leaning forward comically as you approached him—but when he did, his eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas.

“Y/N!” He called out to you happily, stepping towards you as his voice was slightly louder than it needed to be.

You matched his giddy smile, “Yeosang!”

His eyes moved down from your face, taking in your appearance as you assessed his. You completely missed how he blushed and looked you up and down, suddenly a bit breathless.

His blond hair had grown long enough to be swept into a half-up-half-down hairstyle that tied together his outfit made up of a green sweater and blue trousers, fitted on his hips with a black belt. 

Yeosang’s breath caught in his throat as his gaze travelled down to see your exposed thighs, the hem of your skirt gently brushing against the soft skin he’s always wanted to touch. He shook away any inappropriate thoughts he had and stepped closer to you, enveloping you in a warm hug. 

“How much did you drink?” He laughed softly as the two of you separate, leaving you stumbling slightly.

You shrugged, a goofy grin on your face. “Not sure, I lost count.”

“Let’s get you some water?”

“‘m fineee!” you slurred once again but wrapped yourself around his arm and leaned against him for support, your feet tired. You flinched when another song came on downstairs, much louder than the rest as the beat boomed throughout the house and left your skull pulsing. 

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows and frowned full of concern, “You okay, petal?”

He wasn’t sure where that pet name came from, but feeling a little brave with the small amount of alcohol in his system, he didn’t care much. It was you that had to hide your blush as you shook your head at the question.

“This song… gives me a headache.” You told him, clamping your eyes shut as you buried your face in his shoulder.

A tut left his lips as he looked around, pulling you into the bedroom he chased the couple out of earlier and closed the door behind you. It was decorated very plainly—a large bed, a desk with a chair, a closet and no personal objects in sight. It made sense though, considering they rented this house just for tonight.

You sat on the bed and watched as he closed the door carefully, shrugging off the white shirt since it was getting a bit warmer in the room, exposing your bare arms and shoulders. When he turned around and saw your full outfit without the annoying white shirt, leaning back on your hands as you looked up at him, his breath caught in his throat for a second time, eyes glazing over as he tried to collect himself. You looked so inviting and he had to fight himself internally to not devour you right then and there.

He sat next to you and hitched a knee up on the bed to look at you better, tentatively moving a little closer and watching to see if you’d protest but when you didn’t he relaxed a bit.  “We can stay in here until you feel better.”

You opened your mouth to say something but a noise beyond the window above the head of the bed distracted you. A familiar, obnoxious cackle rang through the glass and had you perking up slightly, kicking off your shoes to climb further up on the bed (Yeosang tried his best not to look at the way your skirt rode up your hips, ever so slightly exposing a sliver of the plump flesh of your upper thighs). Once you got the window open, you leaned forward, kneeling on the bed and poking your head out the window.

Your confused face was quickly overrun by a bright smile as you watched the commotion down in the garden. There weren’t many people outside so it was easy to spot Wooyoung, San, Yunho, Jongho and Seonghwa. San and Jongho sat on the ground, separated by what looked like a crate, using it as a platform for them to arm wrestle on. Yunho stood behind Jongho and Wooyoung behind San, each of them cheering on their fighters while Seonghwa acted as a referee.

You called out to them, waving one of your hands around mildly aggressively as you used the other to prevent yourself from falling down. All of them looked up, smiles stretching onto their faces as well.

“Y/N!!!” Wooyoung was the first to call out to you. “Come join us!!”

You giggled, nodding your head and leaning back on your knees and into the room. Yeosang had settled down on the bed next to you, laying on his side as he watched you communicate with the guys outside, face full of adoration.

“They want us to go down and join them,” you told him once you made yourself comfortable kneeling next to him.

He didn’t answer you right away, nor did he make any moves to get up. “You look so beautiful right now…” He breathed.

You blushed, looking away and hitting his shoulder playfully.

“I’m serious, you look beautiful… now and always.”

“Yeosang, you’re drunk…”

He gently caressed your arm, leaving trails of goosebumps in his wake. “I don’t have to be sober to tell you the truth. I think you’re beautiful, petal. The prettiest flower I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeo…” you whispered, “I could say the same for you.”

It was his turn to blush, the apples of his cheeks swelling as he gave you a small smile, his hand slipping further down your arm to intertwine your fingers. “You think I’m pretty?”

A chuckle left your lips as you nodded.

A beat of silence passed between the two of you and he sat up, leaning against the headboard of the bed with his legs stretched in front of him, looking into your eyes as you watched his perceptive ones. His hand never let go of yours as he angled his body to face you, his thumb tracing light circles on your skin as his gaze flicked down to peek at the way your hand fit in his. Your gaze roamed all over his face, lips parted slightly as you took in the soft angles of his features. Yeosang revelled in the way you looked at him then, basking in the warmth of your gaze.

“I want… can I…” He hesitated, but you nodded at him, silently beckoning him to continue as you waited patiently. He glanced down at your lips. “May I…?”

He didn’t need to elaborate, his question clear enough for you to understand just by watching him. Your breath hitched as the hand that was holding yours grazed just above your knee. A tiny nod was all you needed to give him before he was leaning forward.

His hand let go of yours, featherlight touches trailing up your side until it rested on your jaw softly. You copied his movements, bracing your hand on his thigh as you leaned forward to brush your lips against his. His breath shuddered against your lips as he leaned forward, deepening the peck slightly before pulling back. And then you watched each other for a second. He adored the way your cheeks were slightly dusted with pink, flustered.

A moment later, you both dove in again. This time, there was more heat behind the kiss as your mouths worked against each other, setting an almost bruising pace. His hand moved up your thigh to rest on your hip, pulling you forward to straddle him on his lap before the hand moved down again, gently massaging your cushiony thighs. You sighed softly against his lips, your hands trailing up his body, one resting on his shoulder as the other played with the soft hair on the nape of his neck.

When you felt his tongue swiping along your bottom lip, you didn’t protest as you parted your lips, letting him explore your mouth as your noses nudged each other. Tongues bumping against each other, he faintly tasted of mint and whiskey.

Eventually, he disconnected his lips from you, loving the slight swell of your lips and the way a tiny string of saliva connected his and your lips as you parted, only snapping once you leaned too far back as you heaved breaths. His hand continues caressing your thigh, occasionally slipping under the hem of your skirt before slipping out just as quickly, and your hand continued brushing his beautiful blonde strands as you both caught your breaths.

“That was nice.” You finally spoke up, shoulders drawing up a little as you giggled.

Your words combined with your actions brought a smile to his face, the hand on your jaw slipping down to rest on your waist. “I agree…”

“My lipgloss got all over your lips.”

“Why don’t you clean it for me then?”

You blinked at him, not used to this kind of boldness coming from him. Your hand on his shoulder hesitantly moved, hovering over his surprisingly soft lips for a moment before you used to thumb to rub off the gloss. Before you could pull your thumb away once you finished, he pressed a light kiss to your digit.

Another beat of silence passed between the two of you, though it wasn’t awkward. 

“They’re waiting for us downstairs.” You reminded him, leaning forward to press a short kiss to his lips before leaning back on his lap.

“They can wait a little longer…” He leaned forward to capture your lips in his one last time but was cut off by a shout from outside the window.

“Y/N PLEASE COME DOWNSTAIRS I MISS YOU IT’S BEEN YEARS.” “Wooyoung, it’s been a few hours-” “I don’t give a fuck, I miss her.”

Another laugh escaped you as you smiled against Yeosang’s lips. “Let’s go?”

He groaned and give your waist a squeeze, lifting you off him gently before getting off the bed and offering you a hand. “I’m gonna kill Wooyoung one day.”

“Please wait a few weeks, we still have to finish our project.” You brought your hand up to pat his cheek after getting up, turning to leave the room but suddenly feeling too dizzy to walk. Your ministrations with Yeosang had made you forget you were exceptionally drunk.

He laughed as he watched you collapse back into the bed, shaking his head slightly as he leaned his head out the window. “Can someone more sober than me please come get her?”

And before you could register it, Jongho was carrying you down the stairs and across the very busy living room to get to the garden where the other guys were waiting, one hand under your back and the other under your knees. As he walked outside, you missed the reactions of them as they finally laid eyes on what you were dressed in, your face affectionately nuzzled into Jongho’s bicep.

Seonghwa’s jaw just about dropped as he heard a sharp intake of breath from his right, where San was pouring himself a glass of soda next to the barbecue. Yunho nearly dropped his glass while Wooyoung showed no shame in the way his gaze travelled over your body like a predator, suddenly regretting the fact he was so drunk and would probably forget this delicious image the next morning. Jongho set you down on one of the two couches they dragged outside, still blushing over how you pressed a kiss to his cheek as a thank you when he scooped you up into his arms earlier.

“What took you so long?” Wooyoung pouted, throwing himself on the couch to sit next to you, pulling you into his chest with his hands around your waist.

“She was too drunk to stand up and I tried lifting her a few times, but turns out I’m too drunk to do that without running both of us into a wall.” You looked at Yeosang over Wooyoung’s shoulder as he spoke, nodding him a thank you.

As you leaned away from the embrace, you looked around and observed the guys. San was in a tanktop that did nothing to hide his muscled and blue jeans, Yunho in a ripped camo sweater and grey ripped jeans while Wooyoung dressed himself in wide-cut black trousers with a black t-shirt tucked in and a large denim flannel on top. Jongho was dressed in a fluffy lilac sweater with denim pants. But the biggest change in appearance came from Seonghwa.

What was light pink hair was now dyed black and neatly swept back from his forehead with gel. His outfit was a lot edgier than you were used to when it came to him—a short-sleeved white dress shirt, a loosely done tie, black leather pants and, to top everything off, a strappy black harness pulling his shirt to his chest and accentuating his perfect waist. You willed your eyes to stop trailing over his figure so desperately, but you were only human after all.

Two hours later you were still outside, comfortably sandwiched between San and Mingi as you all laughed at a story Yunho was telling. At some point Seonghwa had thrown a blanket over your legs, your heart warming as he explained it was so you wouldn’t be worried about anything showing. Occasionally you’d stand up or go inside with one or two of the boys, feeling the need to dance every time a good song came on—which was quite often because Hongjoong had impeccable taste.

At this time it was nearing three in the morning. Most people had already left and the people still at the party were already passed out in various areas of the house. Your friends had come over to let you they’ll be leaving in case you wanted to join them but you assured them you’d be fine staying and San—the 100% sober one, was unable to handle alcohol very well so he opted to not drink that night—promised to take you home. Minseong handed you your phone before he, his boyfriend and Sangmi left (Daniel had gone home with some girl already). Hongjoong turned the music down on the speakers and left a softer playlist running as he and Mingi joined the rest of you in the garden.

Snuggled in between the large bodies of San and Mingi, you yawned, hugging your knees tighter to your chest. A quiet rumble of laughter came from Mingi on your right as he gently rubbed your left shoulder, his arm slung over you as San’s was looped around your waist and toyed with the waist chain.

“Are you tired?” San leaned his head down, speaking into your ear lowly and sending shivers down your spine. Not trusting yourself to speak just yet, you just nodded with a pout, to which he chuckled. “Do you want me to take you home now?” You nodded again, this time looking up at him with wide, tired eyes. He let out another short chuckle as he turned to address the rest of the group. “Our little lady is tired, I’m gonna take her home now. I’ll be back in a bit.”

They all nodded and wished you a good night, Mingi absentmindedly leaning down to press a quick kiss to your hair before San picked you up from the couch. He carried you the same way Jongho did, one hand under your knees and the other under your back. He wrapped you in the blanket a bit more securely before lifting you up, knowing you’d die of embarrassment if you accidentally flashed any of them.

“Don’t rush, I can drive the rest of us home, too. Just get her home safely.” Seonghwa called after the two of you as San went around the house to get into the car.

Soon enough you were seated in the passenger seat of San’s car. You mumbled out the address of your apartment building and he soon began driving as you dozed off. Once you arrived a few minutes later, he gently patted your knee, coaxing you to wake up.

“Wake up,” he muttered, careful not to startle you. San smiled when he noticed you were beginning to stir awake. “We’ve arrived.”

You stretched slightly in his seat as he got out and rounded the car, opening your door and extending his hands to help you get up. You obeyed him quietly, the blanket falling to the ground of the car as you step out. A rosy tint dusted the tips of his ear as you leaned up and embraced him over his shoulders, clinging onto him tightly as you stood on your toes. After recovering, he reciprocated the hug by wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

“Your awfully clingy when you’re drunk.” He joked, leaning back to look down at your tired face. “Come on, let’s get you to bed, yeah? Do you want to be carried again?” You waited a moment before nodding, a small smile on your lips when he laughs again. “Well, as you wish, princess.”

He winked playfully before turning around and leaning down a bit more, gesturing for you to get on his back. Once you did, he placed his hands under each of your thighs to secure you better. He listened to your instructions carefully as you leaned your head on his shoulder and murmured into his ears. Since it was so late (or early might would be a better fit), the lobby staff was nowhere to be seen as he entered one of the main elevators.

When you got out on the fifth floor, you directed him to the apartment you shared with Sangmi. Since you didn’t bring your keys, you pulled out your phone from where you tucked it into the waistband of your skirt, quickly pulling up your chat with her to ask her to open the door. But your face drained of colour when you saw the messages she sent you half an hour before.

minnie &lt;3 – 2:37 am I’m going home with a guy from the party I think the spare key is where it always is

You groaned and dropped your head on San’s shoulder, making his head turn to look at you as best as he could. “What’s wrong?”

“My roommate isn’t home,” you sighed, not wanting to get off his firm but comfortable back quite yet, “Can you let me down for a moment, Sannie?”

He set you back on your feet and watched as you crouched in front of the door, flipping over the corner white doormat to reveal a key taped to the bottom. It didn’t take long for you to unlock the door and let the two of you in, taking off your shoes and making a beeline for the bedroom as San looked around the entrance area and living room before following behind you.

He wasn’t sure what he expected your room to look like, but if someone asked him he could confidently tell them that your room feels like you. It was a wonderful display of organised chaos. Not messy at all, but rather full of personality. Posters hung on the wall and a variety of sketchbooks and pencils littered your desk. The large window behind your bed was covered by sheer curtains and then a layer of more solid ones, drawn close to give you some privacy. A slim bookshelf full of books and other trinkets was placed in the corner opposite your closet, two different guitars and their stands leaning against the furniture piece—one white electric guitar and one acoustic.

He inspected the room, his gaze finally falling on you as you switched the much too bright lighting from the overhead lamp to the lamp on the bedside table, giving the room a softer, warmer glow. You sat on the bed, turning to look at him.

You weren’t exactly sure what made you say it, and you definitely knew it was a bad idea. Hell, you’ve only known San for, what? Three or four months? Sure, you’ve formed closer relationships in a shorter time and you were already very comfortable with him, but as soon as your words left your mouth you were fully aware of the consequences if he didn’t reciprocate the same kind of comfort.

“Can you… can you help me change?” You asked quietly, hoping the dim lighting would hide at least some of your flushed face.

When he didn’t answer immediately, you were sure he was ready to walk out and never talk to you again. But he didn’t. Instead, he stepped closer to you and crouched in front of you to face you eye-to-eye.

“Are you sure? Would you be comfortable with that?” You nodded and he held up a hand for you to stop. “I need your words. I need you to say you’d be comfortable with me doing this for you.”

You weren’t sure why he needed such concrete permission for just changing you, but you nodded again. “Yes, I’m comfortable. I think I’m too tired to do it myself.”

He cracked a smile and nodded, standing up and turning around to take some steps to your closet. He opened the drawers you told him to—the first and the third—and pulled out an oversized white t-shirt and wide sweatpants and walked back to you. He set the clothes next to you on the bed and kneeled on the ground.

First, he took one of your legs and placed it on his knee, carefully taking off the thigh-high sock and then setting it down and doing the same with your other sock. Next, he grabbed the sweatpants and pulled them up your leg and under the skirt so he could slip the skirt over the sweatpants without exposing your most intimate parts. He did the same with the shirt, pulling it over your corset after unclasping the waist chain. With the large shirt covering the corset, he reached his hands under the fabric and wound them around your waist until he found the zipper.

With his eyes on you, he began pulling down the zipper, at first a small tug to see if you’d change your mind and push him away, but when he saw no insecurity in your soft gaze he dragged it all the way down. His gentle hands grazed your bare sides as he removed the clothing item, causing your breath to hitch. If he noticed, he didn’t say anything as he got up to neatly put all the clothing he removed on top of the dresser.

Minutes later, he helped you remove your makeup and was now guiding you into your bed, pulling the covers over you. As soon as your head hit the pillow, you were nodding off into your dreams, barely registering San tenderly caressing your hair before moving to the door to let you sleep for the night.

“Thank you, Sannie.” You told him as you grabbed a hold of his hand.

He looked down at you and smiled, leaning down and pulling your hand to his lips, your skin tingling in the spot where he kissed it. “Anytime, princess. Good night.”

“Good night…” You covered half of your face with your blanket, your words slightly muffled. “I had fun today.”

“Really?” He smiled wider, a dimple surfacing on his cheek.

You nodded.

“Good, that’s all we cared about really. We just wanted you to have a good time.”

“I… Thank you, that’s very sweet of you. Of all of you…”

A look passed over his face and you had the feeling he was thinking about something, contemplating something. The mystery was soon solved as he leaned down again, this time placing a chaste kiss on your forehead before straightening himself out, switching off your lamp and leaving your room with a final “Good night.”

A smile lingered on your face even and you fell asleep as soon as the door of your room clicked shut. The next morning you stirred awake, moving to lay on your back to sit up with a groan. As you rubbed your eyes and your vision cleared, you looked around, distantly remembering a figure in a tanktop crouching on the ground.

Finally, your eyes zeroed in on your nightstand, a white pill and a small water bottle with a sticky note stuck to it were placed on top. You shuffled forward on your bed, gently peeling the note off the plastic and reading it, placing it in between the pages of your favourite sketchbook that you keep in the drawer of the same nightstand.

Take these when you wake up and make sure to eat well. - San

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　　NEVER SAY NEVER　©　seonghwaddict, 2023

[k-hotchoisan]

Seven minutes in Heaven, but make it San (san x fem!reader)

He knows he fucked up so instead of seven minutes of heaven, you give him seven minutes of hell.

//different au from mingi’s 🌹//

Genre/warnings: smut, pwp, sub! Choi san x dom! Reader, orgasm denial, edging, choking, unprotected sex, blowjobs, handjobs; maybe I need a job, so much cum 🩷

Word count: 2.4K

A/n: holy fuck this was filthy. Some Angel wanted a San version of seven minutes in heaven so here you go, pretty. Enjoy the filth 🩷

San knew he fucked up. The moment his friends peer pressured him into choosing between two girls during truth or dare, he knew he was fucked. He hastily chose one of the girl’s name within the circle, and she blushed. She fucking blushed. Well, in his defence, it was a truth question, and that no one knew about you and San’s relationship, at least not yet, because he told you he was going to announce it during the gathering.

But now in this circle of sins he was in, kinda gave him not much of a choice, and before he realised it, her name just slips out of his mouth, and your mood immediately darkens. You very well knew the kind of friends he has when they play drinking games, and they definitely loved the thrill of burning bridges and matching couples, sometimes a little too much. The once bubbly and innocent persona of you dims when the possessiveness starts seeping in. You smile, of course you do, but it was nothing angelic nor innocent about the smile, it was dripping with pure poison. Your eyes lock onto San and he’s definitely struggling to meet your gaze, his neck and face flushed from the alcohol and his mistake.

San takes the bottle and spins it, the bottle landing on said girl he picked. You lean back, your smile still plastered as you stare daggers into him. She giggles as she chooses dare and of course, they dare her and San make out. San’s eyes widen in fear, as his eyes dart to yours, and your expression stays the same—an eyebrow raise and a pissed smile. It’s like a warning—almost a dare for him fucking try.

The girl only laughs and declines, stating that she has a slight flu, and she opts for a hug instead. Well, not any better but lesser of the two evils at least. She embraces San into a hug and the room erupts into cheers and laughter.

Everyone but you.

You swear to the heavens that you were not a jealous person, just a tad bit possessive. Jealousy and possessiveness were two totally different concepts. And possessiveness mattered in the nature of your relationship.

When the group finally calms down, she spins the bottle, landing right at you. You feign surprise, almost honoured that the bottle chose you next. You don’t hesitate to say “Dare”, with a pretty smile on your face.

“Confident aren’t you?” Mingi teases, nudging your arm. You shrug with a smile, wondering what shit your friends were gonna throw to you.

“Seven minutes in heaven”, Yeosang exclaims. “With a guy of your choice.” You raise your eyebrows. A fucking god given chance.

San feels himself getting more nervous as he starts to wonder if you would pull a random guy in just to get back at him. He knows he done fucked up, but you’d never do that, right?

“Choi San”, you pick, after pretending to take your time think, your gaze never leaving his. San’s heartbeat quickens because he doesn’t expect it. He’s relieved that you chose him but oh god, you sure do look pissed.

Your arm snakes around his as you stare down at the girl, with a look of confusion plastered on her face as you smile and say, “sorry babe, I’m borrowing him for a bit.”

The moment the doors close behind the both of you, San is immediately pushed onto the bed by you. His eyes are wide with fear, and something else—exhilaration. He’s wondering what you’re gonna do to him and that makes his cock harden so fucking quick, and your gaze never leaving his as you strip right in front of him just adding on to the arousal.

He’s splayed onto the bed, slightly panting as he continues to stare at you removing every piece of clothing cleanly before walking over to pull off his cargo pants, his boxers already starting to soak from the precum. You straddle him once his pants are on the floor.

“Baby I-“ and his sentence gets cut short when your fingers grab his jaw to pull him close for an aggressive kiss, one that makes San’s head float and his cock even harder. He’s totally melting under your touch and dominance.

He whines as you pull back, your hand still clenching his jaw. He’s breathless, so blown away by the quick make out session.

“So, you picked her?” You pout, your fingers now trailing down his neck, feeling each beautiful bump of his veins and arteries. Your touch is so light that it makes San feel sensitive as he shivers.

“I don’t! I promise babe, it was nothing serious. You know how my friends are when we drink-fuck. Besides, they don’t know we’re together”, he runs his mouth, and you remove his top before palming his erection, causing him to groan.

“Really now? The hug must have felt great right? Someone else’s tits just pressing onto yours, it probably felt fucking amazing for a slut like you”, you hum tracing down his chiseled body, so tempted to fucking squeeze his tits. Your eyes flutter back to his as he continues to deny that, despite the way you said it only causing him to harden even more.

“N-no. It’s not like t-that”, he barely manages as you press the fabric of his underwear onto his leaking tip, and rub, watching San lose his grip on reality.

“Sannie”, you call out as your hand caresses his cheek with utmost poison, as San looks back at you with a glazed look. “Good boys don’t lie.”

San knows he’s not allowed to touch you, unless you allow him to, and he feels his heart hammering in his ears, dizzy from trying to figure out what you’re trying to get at.

“I’m not lying, I promise babe”, he says, genuinely. You know he would never lie, but he still had to be punished. You reach out to grab San’s phone which was lying on the bed after you pushed him down, and set seven minutes on the timer before throwing his phone haphazardly on the bed, right beside him.

You sigh as your attention goes back to him, letting your fingers trail along his broad chest, stopping at his nipples. You lick both your thumbs before flicking his nipples, and that elicits a cry from San as his hips buck into you.

“Seven minutes isn’t long actually. I think it’s a pretty generous amount of time for you”, you say, rubbing and pulling his nipples, watching San squirm beneath you, the wet stain his underwear only growing bigger.

“Generous amount of time for me?” He repeats through hazed eyes.

“Yeah. A generous amount of time to hold you from cumming”, you reply nonchalantly. “I’m not letting you cum until the timer rings, darling.”

That sends shivers down San’s spine and he whines, both fear and arousal intertwining. He’s oh, so fucked, and he could only reply, “yes.”

A smile spreads across your face as you immediately got to work—pulling off his boxers as his cock springs out, so big and hard. You wet your hand with your spit as you start pumping him, more beautiful moans escape from his lips as his hips begin to automatically fuck your hand. As you continue to drive him up the wall, you lean into his neck, and suck against his soft skin, and that releases even more whimpers as you mark a couple of deep red bites and hickeys around his neck.

“I can’t believe I have to mark you like this to remind you who you belong to”, you sigh again, flicking your wrist up, earning a soft cry from him as more precum seeps out of his cockhead. He murmurs “sorry, baby, I’m sorry”, as you continue to pump his cock, with short intervals of teasing his nipples.

His cock twitches in your palm and that’s your signal to let go, watching San groan as he’s first orgasm get denied, his hands gripping the sheets.

“We’re only getting started”, you remind him as you sink yourself to face his cock. San’s breathing hitches.

It was definitely going to be the longest seven minutes of his life.

Your lips wrapped around his cock as you bob your head, making sure your tongue feels up the under area of his cock—where he’s the most sensitive. You take his whole length in your mouth, feeling him at the back of your throat as you clench on him and a loud broken whimper is heard from him.

“Babe, I’m sorry, I’m sorry”, he cries out, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes as his cock twitches in pain when you leave him dry and empty for the second round.

“Do you know what you did wrong?” You ask, letting his cock leave your lips with a pop, his precum dripping off from the corner of your lips as you pepper kisses to his pretty little cock. Through his ragged pants, he barely makes out, “I shouldn’t have let her touch me at all. I’ve been bad.”

You don’t reply him, only going back to sucking his soul of his cock as his hips rise to fit himself as much as he could in your mouth. He feels his stomach tighten again, and you see the flex his abdomen does when he’s going to cum, and he’s crying, “fuck fuck fuck, I’m so close, I’m cumming-“

And your lips leave his cock.

“Fuckkkkkk”, San whines, his knuckles turning white from how hard he’s gripping the sheets.

You ignore his pleas, your eyes glance over to the timer—four minutes left. You look back him with the softest gaze, as you comb your boyfriend’s hair back. “I’m gonna fuck you”, you tell him and it sounds like a threat, and also it goes directly to his cock. He’s so fucked. He knows he can’t last in you for long, let alone for another X amount of minutes left.

San can only watch, wide-eye and hopeless as you shift up to straddle him once more, only rubbing your wet cunt against his very wet cock. He throws his head back against the sheets, his chest heaving as you grind up on him.

Being denied of three orgasms, the fourth one builds up rapidly as he attempts to push his hips up to rut against you, his cock leaking thick, white precum already. “Please. I don’t think I can take it”, he whimpers, this time his tears streak down his face as his cock twitches pathetically against his abdomen, thick fluid dripping down his cockhead, mixing with your juices. And you immediately slow down, another beautiful cry from the male underneath you as his orgasm slips away from him.

You almost feel bad, almost. But seven minutes still wasn’t up. But you do let him touch you this time, and immediately, his hands are all over you, grasping at every inch of skin he brushes against. He claws against your thighs, leaving pretty marks in his wake. You wipe his tears away and press a loving kiss on his lips as you position his cockhead right at your fluttering hole, as you sink in so fucking easily.

“Oh my fucking god, fuck”, San cries out, his cock just twitching in your pussy. A sigh leaves your lips, feeling so full as San’s cock hits all the right spots perfectly. San’s eyes meet yours, as you stroke his hair affectionately.

“Do you think you deserve to cum?” You ask, rocking your hips painfully slow. San can’t answer, he’s so fucked out and he wants to cum so fucking badly. Your hands wrap around his neck, as you force him to look at you. He nods desperately, just wanting a release after being denied four whole orgasms.

“Please, let me cum, please, I’m begging you”, he strains, and you feel his thighs trembling from beneath you. Your gaze flicker to the timer, and you smile at him.

“Lucky you, baby. There’s only a minute left.”

San is frantic and borderline crazed right now, trying to hold it off for the final minute, and his soul almost leaves his body as you fucking begin bouncing on his cock, the sounds of your moans mixed with the squelching from his cock fucking into your cunt sending him off the edge.

“Thirty seconds, baby”, you remind him as you feel the knot in your stomach from how fucking filled San’s cock is in you. Fuck, you were so gonna cum too at this rate. You don’t tell him about the final ten, because you simply speed up, leaning forward to bounce on his dick better, the sounds of skin slapping now louder than ever.

“Babe, fuck, I’m gonna cum, can I cum, please?” San stares at you pleadingly, eyes wet with desperation. You don’t answer him, only grabbing his jaw in your hands as you fuck him even harder. “When the alarm rings”, is all you reply. “Be a good boy.”

And the alarm goes off, so does Choi San. His eyes are barely open as his lips are parted in absolute bliss as a long, drawn out whine of pleasure and relief washes over him as his cock shoots ropes and ropes of thick, white cum right into your tight hole. At that moment your orgasm hits you, seeing your boyfriend so fucked out and pretty like that, as you lean back and squirt all over him, tapping and rubbing your pussy, making sure it gets all over his pretty fucking face as San continues to cum into your pussy. The overstimulation of your cunt clenching on his cock only milks out even more cum, a thick load just oozing right out of your cunt as his cock is softening in you.

He pulls out and winces, the sensitivity tingling through this body. He sits up, and you take a good look at him, and oh fucking boy, he looks so fucking good, covered in sweat, panting, his hair combed back, his nipples looking swollen, hickies littered all over his neck, cum and squirt just all over him. “Fuck, you look so fucking hot like that”, is the first thing that leaves San’s mouth, causing you to break into laughter as you lean in for another greedy kiss which he never denies you.

You reach out for tissue on the nightstand, to at least clean the cum running down your thighs, which San, for his life could not keep his eyes off. San cleans himself up as you pull up your panties and wear your clothes back on. You turn to San, who is about to put his top back on, and stop him. San is confused for a moment as he stays put, feeling your fingers tips trace over the love bites on his neck.

No not enough. You squeeze his tits, a small gasp leaving his lips which turns into a moan when you suck near his nipple—another gorgeous hickey blooms. Two more bloom on his chest and you were done. Your hands graze his nipples, causing him to whimper. “I think this is a good way to let them know of our relationship”, you hum, admiring your artwork. “We can leave like this.”

Pink creeps up to his neck and cheeks. You stare at him and a pout appears. “What, you want to let her know you want her?” San shakes his head quickly. “N-no! I only belong to you”, he says through flushed cheeks.

“That’s my good boy”, you smile as you stroke his hair as San completely melts around you. You take his hand gently and kiss it before opening the door.

Everyone turns their attention to the both of you, and boy, did their jaws hang open.

“Bro, what the fuck did you guys do in there?” Mingi asks, staring at the disheveled state the both of you were in, and his eyes land on San’s body, which is so prettily decorated.

“Yeah, we wanted to announce that we’ve been dating for awhile now, but seems like he got a little carried away with spin the bottle”, you respond, drawing circles in San’s palm.

All of their eyes follow the both of you as you and San return to your seats. Your eyes meet the girl’s and you giggle.

“Sorry it took awhile, I brought him back.”

The girl who he hugged isn’t fazed, she only laughs in response, saying, “oh my god, fuck off. Jesus Christ the both of you.” You only laugh back as your eyes meet San’s and his gaze reflects something so affectionate and delicate.

Yeah, that was probably one of the best seven minutes of his life.

[mingtinysworld]

Hiiii!!!!!! Could you please do something with the ateez members reacting to you being able to rap?? Like you memorized lose yourself by Eminem as a kid and they see you slay it at karaoke? Love your work!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰

A/n: Hi!! Love this idea hahaha. So glad ateez isn’t actually listening to me rap, cuz I would just humiliate myself lol. I tried to make this as non repetitive as possible, I hope you like it! (Also i literally don’t know anything about rap music so bear with me.)

Ateez OT8 reaction to you rapping

Hongjoong

You, Seonghwa, Yeosang and Hongjoong decided to go to karaoke and sing your hearts outs. After 3 shots and 6 songs later, Mackelmore's "Can't hold us" comes on. You stand up abruptly, ready for your moment to shine. You snatch the microphone away from Yeosang and start spitting fire. You're so in the zone that you don't notice Hongjoong's eyes comically bugging out of his head. He blinks slowly and a big smile comes onto his face. Once you're done with the song, Hongjoong spins you around to face him.

"Holy shit babe, we gotta get you in that studio asap."

Seonghwa

"I bet you can't do my verse in bouncy."

Seonghwa challenged you, therefore you had to prove him wrong. You crack your neck, your knuckles and your back dramatically, and flip your hair against his face. He laughs at your antics and sits back to enjoy the show. You absolutely devour his verse, and turn around to give him a smug raise of your eyebrow. "How was that huh?" Seonghwa is stunned and just starts slow clapping for you while you curtsy.

Yunho

Yunho jumps up and down in excitement as you get ready to blow him away. He requested you to do "Lose yourself" by Eminem, and while you're confident in your skills, you worry about Yunho's reaction. You take a deep breath and do the whole song with so much swagger and confidence that Yunho can't keep his happy whoops and cheers in. He turns into your personal hype man and claps with pride once you finish being a rap goddess.

“Again again again!!!”

Yeosang

"Baby i've never heard you rap before, pleaseeeee please rap for me." Yeosang has been begging you to rap for ages now. Whether it's for making fun of you or to genuinely appreciate your skills, you agree anyways. You pick one of your favorites, "Rap god" by Eminem. As soon as you start, Yeosang's mouth drops open. He makes eye contact with the other guys and just stares at your jumping form in awe. After you're done he picks you up with one arm and holds you like a trophy.

"Presenting to you, the rapper of this generation."

San

You requested “Not like us” by Kendrick Lamar and you were so prepared. San had never heard you rap before, so he sat down and observed you in interest. Through the first verse, San is already thoroughly impressed. You’re so into the music you don’t look at him until you’re done. You turn around and see that he’s got tears in eyes. “San are you crying?!”

“Sorry babe, my girlfriend is just so talented I couldn’t hold it in.”

Mingi

You choose his verse in “To the beat” for karaoke, excited to show Mingi. You grab Seonghwa for moral support and you both jump up and down with excitement while spitting bars. Meanwhile, Mingi grabs one of the rings on his own finger and goes down on one knee right behind you. When you’re done and turn around, you yelp in surprise. “Mingi oh my god what are you doing?”

“You thought you could rap like that and not become my wife??”

Wooyoung

“PLEASE PLEASE DO HUMBLE PLEASE.” Wooyoung begs you to do “humble” by Kendrick Lamar and you can’t help but accept it. As the first word comes out of your mouth, Wooyoung loses it. He screams and runs to the hallway yelling “THATS MY GIRLFRIEND EVERYONE.” While you just laugh and continue rapping. (Oh to have Wooyoung be your hypeman bf)

Jongho

“Ok Jongho, I’m gonna rap for you now hehe. Get ready.” Get ready he does indeed. He sits back comfortably and watches intently as you put on “Matz” by Seonghwa and Hongjoong. You get to the really fast part of Hongjoong’s verse and Jongho can’t help the surprise that goes through him. He never knew that you could rap like this. He watches you get so immersed in the song and can’t help falling in love with you even more. When you’re done he motions you to go over to him. He pats his thigh once and you obey, settling across his lap.

“You are full of so many talents my baby.”

[sugawhaaa]

💄ATEEZ SMUT HEADCANONS💄

🌟Anal play

{{Receiving, giving, or both?}}

Warnings:: SMUT

Pairing:: ot8!ateez x genderless/fem!reader! Some members have fem-bodied readers whereas others it's genderless.

Taglist:: @haaarrys

Ateez h/c masterlist:: here

A/N:: I'm so excited for this Friday 😍 Chk Chk boom sounds so groovy

💮Hongjoong💮

Both. Definitely both. It would be more often that he would be giving it though. He would probably start out very small and gradually work his way up with you. Starting with just his fingers, then maybe a thin toy, a dildo, before finally using his own cock. I don't think he would picture anal as some kind of treat for himself you know? His mindset isn't "it's gonna be so tight" it's more of a "Are they okay? It's only the tip of my finger but still..."

💮Seonghwa💮

Giving. 100%. It's not something he would love to do all the time or anything and the most we would do is use his fingers or put a little vibrator up there for extra stimulation but that's about it. His favorite thing ever though is putting in one of the buttplugs with the little gem on the end, fuck it gets him so hot and bothered. Seeing the pretty pink gem in your ass as he fucks you from behind 🥴

💮Yunho💮

We have another giver here 🎀 once again to him it's not so much about getting himself inside you it's more about you feeling good. Similar to Seonghwa he would use his fingers or just a small vibrator most of the time but his fav would be a buttplug. Whether it's a tail, gem, or whatever else he loves to see it when fucking you from behind 🥰

💮Yeosang💮

Receiving bc RAH. He would get so messed up from the feeling of being stretched out. Just the feeling of you or your toys inside him just makes his head spin. I've said this before on my page but he would love riding your strapon/cock so that when he cums it sprays all over your stomach and then he can cling to you like a koala.

💮San💮

Both. He loves to bend you over his lap and finger you or make you lay back on the bed with your legs tucked up to your just and roam his fingers around inside you. He, on the other hand, would love to lay on his stomach while you fuck him from behind. To him, there's something so lewd and erotic about him biting down on the pillow as you pound into him.

💮Mingi💮

We got another swinger over here because Mingi would love both. He would love love love prostate milking so much, just seeing all of his seed spray out of his cock. He would let you use whatever you want and go as deep and rough as you want. Literally push his head down into the mattress and fuck him until his legs go numb. Giving on the other hand is way more relaxed. He takes it very slow with you and makes sure you're as lubed up as possible. He'd give you so many kisses and praise during it too 🥰

💮Wooyoung����

Receiving and HEAR ME OUT the sounds he would make during it omg. He would whimper and cry, squirm around and moan, claw at your skin as he rambles about everything he's feeling. "It's so deep, holy shit. Fuck yes, yes, right there!" Something tells me his prostate is genuinely really sensitive. Like at first you barely touch it and his whole body jerks forward. "A-ah! Slow, slow,"

💮Jongho💮

Giving 😍 he wouldn't have a huge interest in doing anal alone it's more of something he adds on while fucking you from behind or if he's already fingering you then he'll brush his thumb or opposite hand over the little hole. One thing he would love about your tiny hole is the suction effect on it. The way you just clench so hard and tight around his finger

[gyustarzzi]

ateez react to you wearing something revealing

★ hongjoong

- will love you in anything you wear but will be kinda hesitant when you walk out with a long cleavage suit that shows a little too much of you chest - asks you if your comfortable wearing that outfit and when you say yes he'll leave you alone -death glares men who stare too long at your chest - will stand in front of you more often so no one can see how hot you look

" Are you sure you want to wear that tonight? Okay as long as your happy, I'm happy "

☆ seonghwa

- shocked but also thinks you look hot with a crop top and a short skirt - grabs you waist and kisses your neck while your cooking - can't keep his hands off you for the rest of the day - if you ask him why he's being so clingy he'll just answer in the most blunt way ever

" Because you look so fucking hot wearing that "

★ yunho

- would kinda hate you wearing revealing clothes because others get to see but loves it bc you get to feel confident and he gets to see your beautiful body - but when the members had a pool party and you bought a swimsuit yunho liked it a little too much - he liked it so much that he told his members that he couldn't join and helped you out of your swimsuit - definitely is leaning on the love side now

" Hey guys, sorry I can't go, Y/N had plans for both of us today "

☆ yeosang

- yeosang is the type of person to want you to wear confident clothing but then get super flustered - but something snapped when he got a notification of you in a pair of kitty lingerie which was supposed to go to your one of best friends - he would cancel all plans that day and would drive home to see you - encourages you to wear lingerie now

" Oh, another notification from Y/N-... Oh my god "

★ san

- loves seeing you when you wear revealing outfits - holds you close at parties and keeps his arm wrapped possessively around your waist - if he were to see someone staring at you in a inappropriate manner, he would want to smack the silly shit out of them - but don't worry he is a softie in private when you wear revealing yet confident clothing

" You look amazing Y/N! Have I ever told you how beautiful you look wearing clothes like that? Well I'll tell you again! "

☆ mingi

- is lowkey a horny mf - if you were to wear the slightest revealing clothing, it's game over for you - sooner or later he'll get used to it and will only be 'that way' around you if you were to wear something SUPER revealing - also wants you to feel comfortable in your body and just absolutely can't stand it cause you look so damn hot

" Holy mother of fuck- "

★ wooyoung

- literally the brattiest person ever and likely has a mommy kink so...he loves when you wear revealing clothes - he in fact loves it so much, he'll go out of his own way to help you pick out lingerie - will buy you so many pieces of clothing that are either slightly revealing or are REVEALING - don't worry tho, he's staring respectfully

" This lingerie set would look so hot on you! You should try it on! "

☆ jongho

- is also a protective boyfriend - if you were to wear something slight revealing he would be totally okay with you going somewhere by yourself but if it is something super revealing. - nope he's going and you can't even change his mind - keeps his eyes on you and if he needs too, he will be right beside you with his hand on your back/waist

" Where are you going wearing that? Okay, I'm coming with you then "

[multistanisms]

Save a Horse || Ateez

FANDOM: Ateez

PAIRING: Hongjoong x fem!Reader

WORD COUNT: 5407

RATING: M

POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: Biting, degradation [honestly, I'm not sure, so if anyone finds one, please let me know?]

SUMMARY: The staff of KQ know full well about the nonhumans who have taken the world by storm with their music. The last to reveal their nature is Hongjoong, a demon-siren hybrid. Despite staff worrying for his girlfriend, what only the members know is that the little witch is a delight that's not afraid of Hongjoong's darkness.

TAGLIST: @daceydeath, @justaaveragereader, @no1likemybbgcharlie, @spookidema

AUTHOR NOTES: Y'all please be nice, I haven't written smut in literal years. I saw the outfit Joong wears in this fic when I got to see Ateez back in July, and it has just sat and rotted my brain to mush, so here we are. Not beta'd this time around, but I did reread three times to try and catch everything. Much thanks to Dacey and Syd especially, because sometimes my depresso bean self needs some encouragement to share my weird joys. Enjoy, my dearies. <3

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One of the perks of your audio production degree was a free seat at the mixing booth during shows when you don't want to stay at the hotel waiting on Hongjoong to get back. Tonight was one such night, but the staff kept looking at you in a way that confused you. While the other members had been open with the company about their races from debut - from Seonghwa’s selkie blood to San’s Cheshire form, Hongjoong had only recently revealed to staff that despite masquerading as a regular human, his heritage ran closer to the other members of Ateez - as he was a demon/siren hybrid. Perhaps they were concerned for you, though they were unaware you yourself were a witch. Sitting at the booth as you watched the crowd pour in from the rain outside, you pulled your phone out to text your boyfriend. 

⇐: Hey gorgeous. How's it going?

My Captain: There's my beautiful girl. We were just talking about you.

⇐: Who's we, Joong?

My Captain: Hwa, Mingi and I. I was asking for opinions on what I should wear during the last set.

⇐: And you didn't ask me? 

My Captain: I want it to be a surprise, precious. It is our anniversary, after all.

The text stops you and you have to swipe down to check the date. Sure enough, it's the one year date since Hongjoong asked you to officially be his mate. Neither of you counted the two years of fuck buddy/situationship before that.

⇐: It really doesn't feel like it's already been a year already, holy shit. I didn't get you anything, baby. 😭

My Captain: Don't worry, after the flight to the next city, we have two days before we even have to do anything big. I'm sure we'll think of something.

⇐: How about we start with me making dinner?

My Captain: The show lets out late, beautiful. We have to do the send off tonight, which takes longer. But don't worry, I've got it handled.

⇐: Should I be concerned?

My Captain: Hardly. Just have fun. I'll listen for your screams in the crowd. 😉

⇐: Like you'll hear me with the sold out stadium of Atiny, baby. The seats are already almost full.

My Captain: Come now, you think I can't find your voice even with a full house? I know it so well, after all.

The blush that heated from your neck up into your face made you lower your head. You waved a hand dismissively when one of the nearby staff asked if you were okay, diverting by asking for some water. Once the member had wandered off, you took a breath to settle yourself before responding.

⇐: You have a show, Hongjoong. Focus on that instead of my screaming, yeah?

My Captain: Oh, I know there’s a show. Don’t worry, I’ll get the screams later. 😚

Your eyes roll at his antics, slipping your phone back into your jacket pocket and settling into the rolling chair as you move to watch the stage and willing the blush on her face to fade. The show is always a work of art, the energy Hongjoong and his team gave never failing to amaze you; though with none of them being human, it makes sense their energy is slow to fade. You loved watching the group perform, but sometimes it was hard not to focus on just Hongjoong. You enjoyed the concert in its entirety, but as the boys came back for the final encore set, you couldn't help the sharp intake of breath as you saw the outfit your boyfriend was wearing. Dark blue jeans clad his legs, covering the black boots he wore. His shirt was a black button up that hugged against his body, perfectly showing off his torso while simultaneously still leaving room for the imagination - though you didn't need to use it. The bolo tie was a good accent of silver against the shirt, but the obvious piece de resistance was the dark colored leather cowboy hat he wore atop his head. The sight alone stole your breath, unable to even glance at any of the other members for the duration of the encore. “You fucking menace.” Your tone is a quiet, breathy growl as the boys all line up on the lift to be dropped down and you move to stand, bidding the staff goodnight and making your way to the dressing rooms. 

Hongjoong is still wearing the hat as he laughs with Wooyoung and Mingi, but the moment he lays his eyes on you and all out smirks, you know he chose the outfit on purpose. He steps to one side so he can pull you to him, dipping his head to kiss you while his hands slid to rest at the small of your back. He's extra warm from performing, but you settle into him with ease. “There's my girl.” he teased when he pulled away, smiling down at you.

“What are you trying to do in this, huh? Drive me absolutely insane?”

“Partly. I do have a few better ideas, though.” He grinned, one hand moving to tuck his fingers under your chin and bring your lips back to his. “But those have to wait until we're back at the hotel.” He laughs quietly when your response is a quiet whine as you pout. “Don't worry, baby. All that's left is send off, you don't have to wait much longer.”

“But you look so good.” you counter, arms moving from his waist to snake at his neck and let your fingers play with the hair at the back of his head. 

“I know, Y/N. Tell you what. You take my card, get us something for dinner and I'll meet you at the hotel, okay? I'll come straight to you as soon as we're done.”

“Promise?”

“Swear it.” Hongjoong replies, stealing another kiss. 

“Fine.” You reluctantly pull away, immediately missing his warmth as he enters the dressing room. As the door closes, you catch the familiar sound of San’s naturally pouty voice as he teased his leader. You laugh a little, aware of the muffled noises inside as you lean against the wall by the door to wait. The chatter inside bursts louder as Hongjoong reappears, hat no longer resting atop his head. “Awh, where'd my cowboy go?” You tease as your lips pout playfully, which grants you another kiss. 

“Don't worry, baby girl, I'm still your cowboy,” he assures, hand slipping his card into the back pocket of your jeans. “And only your cowboy.” He laughs as you hide your face in your hands at the growl in his voice, his own coming to wrap at your wrists and gently urge them away from their position as he changes to a softer, playful tone. “Come now, don't hide from me, Y/N. You know I love it when you blush for me.” 

“Oh hush, you. You shouldn’t be fucking growling at me in public when you look like this.” You huff playfully, but you're powerless to the soft tone he uses, looking up at him just so you can see him smile at you as if you'd hung the moon itself. “Just come home quick, yeah?”

“As soon as I can slip away, I will be there.” 

You go to step back so you can leave, but as he opens the door to leave you, you reach for his wrist, tugging him back to you to steal one last kiss, smirking as you nip your teeth over his lower lip and he groans loudly. His eyes flash crimson, and you know you’ve tempted him in return. Satisfied you've returned the favor when he's already tempted you, you ruffle your fingers through his hair and quickly step out of reach. “I love you.” You laugh as you slip out of view. You can just barely catch the familiar ring of his darker laughter, knowing that you were in for at least a little bit of trouble when he got back to the hotel. It was worth it, though, seeing as he'd sauntered around on stage in the outfit just to rile you up. 

All’s fair in love and war, right? 

You pass through familiar faces of staff, congratulating them as you find your way out to the underground garage where your rental is parked near the bus. Traffic is still going to be a mess, but not as insane with the show having a send off, so you have time to think of what to get for dinner. You settle on fried chicken, looking up the nearest place that serves it because you don't think you have time to finish cooking before your boyfriend joins you. Once you find a place, you order food for the two of you and head towards the restaurant. As you pull into the shopping center and get out, you spot another shop nearby that catches your eye, and you go there first before grabbing dinner and stopping to get some ice cream for dessert. The drive from the shopping center to the hotel isn't long, thankfully, and you find yourself sliding the key card through the door in no time at all compared to leaving the arena. The company always makes sure there's decent accommodations for everyone, and you set the bag of food in the kitchenette counter so you can put the ice cream away. You then go to change into more comfortable clothes - a pair of pajama pants and a tank top you'd stolen from Hongjoong (who had purposely gotten it too big so you would steal it). You turned your little speaker on to play music, going about moving the desk chairs closer together and setting out the boxes of food. You're singing as you go about the process, lost in the sheer domestication, and don't register the sound of the door unlocking. Hongjoong’s voice harmonizing with your own as his arms wrap around you from behind startles you from your mind and you laugh a little. “Hey there, gorgeous.” You greet, adjusting so you can tilt your head back and let him kiss you. “How was send off?”

“It was fun, but honestly, I was also a little out of it.” Hongjoong admitted. “I’m pretty sure I missed interacting with a few fans.”

“I'm sure they'll forgive you.” You playfully banter back. “You deserved to be distracted after what you did to me.”

“Oh, I plan on doing a lot more than distracting you, princess.” Hongjoong's voice pitches into a growl, head dipping to bite at where your pulse beats just under your jaw. He holds you securely even as your legs threaten to give out. 

“Fuck, Joong.” You breathe, one hand moving to slide into his hair. You can feel the laugh even as he continues to bite and suck at your skin, intent on making sure a possessive mark is left behind when he's done. 

“I know all your sweet spots after three years, baby. You should have known I'd use them after that tease.” The smirk in his voice is evident as one hand snakes lower so he can slip it beneath the fabric of your pajama pants, but stops just beneath the hem to simply brush his fingers over your hip gently.

“Kim Hongjoong, we've been over this. It isn't a tease if you have every intention of following through.” Your words are breathless even as you correct him, barely keeping yourself up because true to his word, Hongjoong knows every spot that drives you wild. “And if you thought for a moment I wouldn't follow through when you look this delicious, well, that's just sad.” You're very aware of the heat pooling in your body, turning into putty with every touch and kiss Hongjoong places on your body. 

“Did you think I wouldn't follow through?” He smirks, stepping away to pull you towards the bed. “Did it not occur to you that I picked this exact outfit specifically for you?”

“Oh yeah, just for me? Why, so I could jump your bones, handsome?” You tease back, your voice shaky from desire as he brings you to the bed. 

“Maybe. Would that make it better, princess?” Hongjoong cooed, moving to make you sit on the foot of the bed so he can settle on his knees between your legs. Dark eyes looked up at you, the sheer lustful adoration in them making you bite your lip and moan. 

“How are you so fucking gorgeous on your knees? It's not fair.” You pout, moving to tilt the hat back so you can see his face better. He smirks up at you, reaching up to remove the hat and set it aside, hands moving to the waistband of your pants to tug them down, his eyes watching you as you adjust to help him remove the fabric easier. When his eyes lower, he groans, eyes closing briefly. 

“What are these?” He coos breathily, fingers trailing up your thighs to tease over the navy colored lace of the underwear you have on. 

“I figured since I didn't have a gift, I could find something else to give you.” Your voice is smug even as he brushes his thumb over the fabric covering your core, biting your lip. “Happened to find a shop that was still open and I know how much you like me in lace.”

“I do love you in lace, baby, but you've never made a special trip like this just for me.”

You pout at his response despite the desire burning through your veins. “Do you not-”

“I love it, princess, please don't doubt that. You're fucking spoiling me with this. I couldn't ask for a more perfect anniversary gift. I simply can't decide if I want to ruin these panties while you're wearing them or take them off and just devour you.” One hand is pressed at the crotch of his jeans where his length is already visible through the denim, and you almost feel sorry for his indecision. Almost. 

He started it by wearing the damn cowboy outfit he's in, after all.

“Would seeing the set help you decide?” you ask, and the feral heat in his eyes as they swirl crimson in desire when he looks up at you makes you giggle, crossing your arms over your body to grab the hem of the shirt and pull it off, revealing the matching lace bra underneath the tank top. There's a pride that swells when he moans loudly at the sight of you in nothing but the lingerie set. 

“Fuck, Y/N,” he lurches up at you, sealing his lips over yours as his hands move to cup at your chest, massaging your breasts as he moans into your mouth. You can't help but laugh out a soft moan as he trails his lips further down your neck, leaving open mouth kisses and a faint touch of saliva on your skin. “So beautiful, so soft…can't believe you're really mine.”

One hand moves to play in his hair, gripping at the brown tresses gently. “I'm only yours, Joong, my delicious cowboy. You claimed me a long time ago.” You shiver as his laugh vibrates through you, his hands moving to unclasp the bra before nudging at you to lay down so he can hover over you, your arms above your head as you look at each other longingly. “Our food will get cold, baby.”

“There's only one thing I'm hungry for right now.” Hongjoong breathes, holding himself up with one hand as he dips his head, taking one nipple in his mouth while his fingers scratch gently and pinch at the other. The ministration makes your back arch, one hand returning to his hair to tug at the strands. It earns you a pretty little moan, Hongjoong switching his mouth to the opposite nipple. Teeth graze over the sensitive bud and you gasp, hips bucking up suddenly and letting you feel just how hard your boyfriend already is for you. Hongjoong laughs, pulling away to kiss you. “I love how responsive you are to my mouth, princess.”

“I'm responsive to you, Hongjoong, not just your mouth.” You manage to breathe back, tongue wetting your lips when he pulls away. 

“Well, I plan on using my mouth thoroughly first.” Hongjoong grins down at you, starting to trail bites and kisses down your body. When he gets low enough, his teeth clasp onto the fabric of the panties and tug. Unable to help yourself you prop up on your elbows to watch him, hips lifting just enough to aid his task. His eyes stay locked on you as he works the fabric down. Once it's low enough, he uses his hands to finish removing it, kissing up the inside of your thigh. “Mhmm, how many times should I drive you over that edge, hmm? My precious girl.”

You can't help but reach out to card your hand through his hair again, licking your lips. “As long as I get a chance to reciprocate in between. It's not just about me, baby.” 

“I could get off just listening to your noises, Y/N. You know that.”

“Mm, but I like getting you off in other ways.” You fire back. “My cowboy needs some physical touch, too.” You're more than aware of the shiver than runs through his body, picking up the hat to put it back on his head. “Let me ride you like a good girl, yeah? What is it they say? Save a horse, ride a cowboy?” The words seem to break his will to debate, arms wrapping around your thighs and tugging you towards his face.

“Let me taste you first. I want you to fall apart on my tongue before you go on your ride. Be a good girl and speak up for me.” He doesn't give you a chance to respond, mouth enveloping your folds and swirling his tongue around your clit. Having him between your legs like this is nothing new, he loves getting to please you in this way, but the hat sits just so that he can look up at you and yet you couldn't see him, which somehow added to your arousal. One hand moves up to lace his fingers through yours, squeezing your hand as he moans. The sound vibrates into your body, making you wetter as your eyes close and you moan in return.

“Fuck, Joong, baby,” you know you can't last long after the build up, and it doesn't bother Hongjoong at all, he sucks harder at your clit, sliding two fingers between your folds as he continues. The sensations are too much and not enough, your body unable to decide if it wants to pull away or press closer. Hongjoong obviously senses it, adjusting so he's hovering better over your core, slowly adding a third finger before scissoring them. Your back comes off the bed as you cry out, eyes closing as you grip at the sheets and your head slams back onto the bed. You're right on the edge, feeling your body quake from how tight the coil of your pleasure is. “Joong, mm, Hongjoong, fuck, don't stop, please baby, don't stop.” It’s obvious he has every intention of having you hit that first orgasm quickly, his mouth sucking harder as his hand speeds up at your pleas. It doesn't take much longer before your legs fight against his hold, your release spilling on his fingers and tongue while you half scream his name. He doesn't stop though, making sure you ride out the high as he takes every bit you give him, moaning like he's just had his favorite meal. When you whine, he pulls away, knowing it means you've become too sensitive.

“Did your cowboy do good?”

“So good.” You pant, watching him with half-lidded eyes. “But it's my turn now, Joong.” He smirks up at you, moving onto the bed so he can kiss you deeply, swiping his tongue over your lower lip to ask for entrance. You open your mouth eagerly, letting him make you taste yourself as you moan into the kiss, pulling at his shirt to hold him close. His hands lift to start unbuttoning his shirt but you smack at his hand. “No.” you whine. “Let me taste you while you're still like this, please? You can take it off when you fuck me, I just want to see you fall apart like this.” You beg, fingers already working open his jeans as you start to slide off the bed and try to tug him over. His hands catch your wrists, however, a stern command escaping his lips as your knees touch the floor. 

“No, baby girl, get up from there.”

“But-”

“Y/N, I didn’t say no. I just don’t want you on the hotel floor like a common whore.”

“But I’m your whore, Captain.” you counter, grinning when the name makes his gaze darken. “I don’t mind being on my knees for you like a good girl.”

“Princess, we’ve already been over this.” His grip at your wrists tightens and he tugs you up to standing, getting off the bed himself to look down at you from your height difference. He leans in, swiping his tongue up your neck and grazing his teeth over your pulse before growling quietly in your ear, the sound alone making you shiver. “You may be my whore, but you will not sully yourself on the floor of hotel rooms. So if you’re so intent on sliding my cock down that pretty little throat of yours,” he pauses to dip his head to the other side, biting hard at where your neck and shoulder meet, smirking at the moan you make and the way your body quivers before he lifts his lips to your ear again. “Get your ass back on the bed like a good girl.” 

The obedience is immediate, you crawling onto the bed the moment he releases the hold on your wrists, tongue wetting your lips as you wait patiently for him to join you. You sit back with your legs tucked underneath, hands clenching as you lower your gaze for a moment. When he moves to join you on the bed, he slides his jeans down just enough to reveal the boxers underneath, leaving the clothing on per your request as he settles on the bed and leans back against the headboard. You can feel his gaze on you, a shiver of pleasure down your spine as he hums appreciatively at your nude form before opening his arms. 

“Come here, darling girl. Let me kiss you.”

You move closer to him, scooting up the bed and letting him guide you between his legs so he can lean into him, sealing your lips together. You moan as his fingers wind their way into your hair, his nails becoming claws to faintly scratch over your scalp. This kiss is heated, Hongjoong dominating the contact with ease as he holds you to him. Your hands move lower, fingers brushing over the outline of his cock through the boxers he wears. “Please, Joong,” you beg between kisses, voice little more than a whine. “My Captain, my soulmate, please.”

Hongjoong hums, the sound vibrating in his chest as he swipes his tongue over your lips again. “What is it, my precious? What do you want from Captain, hmm?” He’s mocking you, and you know it, but it’s so undeniably sexy because he saves the sexual torment specifically for you. “Use your words, be a good girl for me, yeah?”

One hand moves shamelessly over his erection, whining helplessly as you press just faintly against the bulge. “Let me taste you, please. I need it.”

“Mm, look at you, begging so pretty for me.” he smirks as he drags your bottom lip between his teeth, and you’re very aware of the way he’s completely dropped his human facade, fangs catching your skin as he tugs your lip teasingly. “So good and obedient. I haven’t even given you my cock but you’re already drunk on it.”

“Drunk on you, Hongjoong.” you weakly correct, whimpering as one hand reaches up to wrap around your throat for a moment. 

“Yeah, it’s just my presence making you so wet and needy?” he tilts his head, crimson eyes glowing and he smirks at you, and you’re very aware of the way you can feel the emotions between each other.

“Fuck,” you gasp, one hand covering the one he has at your throat. “Please, Joong. Please let me have you in my mouth. I can be such a good girl, please.”

“Oh, I know you can be. You’re always so good, even when you’re getting punished.” Hongjoong growls, leaning to kiss you roughly. “Have your fill, my princess. I’ll let you enjoy my cock.”

You almost collapse into his lap, thanking him wildly as your hands move to slide the boxers down and let his shaft free. There’s already precum glistening on the tip and you lean to swipe your tongue over it, proud when you hear Hongjoong moan and his length twitches under your touch. You start slowly, lowering your mouth over him through a few breaths through your nose, waiting until his shaft grazes the back of your throat before moaning. Hongjoong has one hand gripping the sheets, claws tugging at the fabric as the other moves to pull your hair from your face. 

“Look at you, knowing how to use your mouth like a good little slut.” Hongjoong both praises and degrades, fully aware of the way you squirm at the words. “You like making me writhe for you, don’t you? Like watching me while you fuck me with your mouth?” The hand in the sheets moves as the other tugs at your hair, pulling you from his length enough to brush his fingers over your lips while one of your hands wraps around him to stroke him while he holds you away from the length. “I showed you how good it feels, and now you love to do it, huh?” He watches as you nod. 

“I like seeing how good it makes you feel,” your voice is rough, but you hold his eyes, smirking at him. “I love the way you moan and hiss, the way you praise me for pleasing you right.”

“You do love to be praised, huh?” Hongjoong mocks, hips rocking up into your hand as he speaks. “You get so wet and needy when I tell you you’re doing a good job. My perfect mate, my good girl, always being so attentive to my reactions. I taught you so well, didn’t I?”

“Yes, Captain.” you reply.

“I should reward you, princess.”

You shake your head a little. “Not yet, please. Let me be a good girl and please you first.”

“You’re already being such a good girl, though, Y/N.” He teases, but when you once more shake your head, he smirks at you. “Ahhh, I know what it is you want. You want us even before I fill you with my cock, don’t you? You want me to cum all over your tits so I can clean up my mess, yeah?” When you moan with a near-frantic nod, legs squeezing together as you lick your lips, he hums thoughtfully.

“Yes,” you beg, eyes closing. “Yes, please, Hongjoong. My soul, my captain, my love.” Your hand still works over him, and you know he’s aware of the way he’s leaking precum, his eyes never leaving yours. He then nods, relaxing the hold on your hair so you can once more dive onto him, hollowing your cheeks every few bobs of your head to further spur him to his first end. You recognize the way his head tilts back, the way his legs fall open even more, how his hips roll erratically up into your mouth. Suddenly, his hand tightens and pulls you up, a string of saliva connecting your now swollen lips to his throbbing member. Your hand returns to stroking him, adjust so your chest hovers near his shaft. His free hand moves to join your own at his length, applying just a little more pressure as he watches you.

“Can’t wait to see you painted in my cum, to clean up your tits while you ride my cock.” he pants, body quaking as he gets closer. A few more pumps from your hands and his release hits him, coating your breasts in his seed as his head falls back and whacks the headboard, his eyes closed as he breathes. “Fuck, princess,” he huffs, opening his eyes to smirk down at you. “Such a good job. Couldn’t have asked for a better mate than my magic girl.”

You giggle breathlessly, moving to close his legs so you can tug at his pants, smirking up at him as he comes down from his high, watching you as he catches his breath. “I love when I get to see you like this.”

“Drained of every fluid and aching for more of you?” Hongjoong jokes, his eyes still glowing even in the light of the hotel room. 

You shake your head, letting the denim and the boxers fall to the side of the bed, scooting up to straddle him while your fingers begin unbuttoning the shirt. “Your true form, Hongjoong. The demon I fell in love with.”

“I fell in love with you first, you know.” Hongjoong sits up to help you slide the shirt off, hands then roaming over your body. “The first time you asked to see this form, I knew I was lost on you. You stole my heart when I didn’t even think I had one to steal.” he tilted his head to kiss at your shoulder and up to your neck, his claws teasing over your skin. “That’s why I can never get enough of you, my princess.”

“Is that why I have a mating scar and a ring?” you teased, sliding up to drag the pads of your fingers over his shaft, the contact easily stirring it back to life, hardening under your knowledgeable touch.

“You have both because you said yes,” Hongjoong countered with a moan as his arousal spiked again, biting at your pulse as your fingers caressed over his length. “You have them because I love you and my soul is yours. The sex is just a bonus.” You can’t help but laugh, adjusting so you can ease his semi-hard (and getting harder) length into your folds, both of you moaning as you became one. The moment he bottomed out, Hongjoong was pulling you into a deep kiss, hands on your hips as he devoured your mouth before dipping his head to swipe his tongue through the sticky mess still coating your breasts. “I could go so many rounds and not need a break. You feel and sound so good.”

“We still need sleep, my beloved demon.” you breathed, tilting your head to kiss at his neck. “We have a flight in the morning.”

“Then let’s make sure your ride lasts.” Hongjoong smirks as he looks at you, leaning to to swipe another bit of his own release from your chest. “Because I am so far from done with you.”

“All this from some lace lingerie? Maybe I should buy more.”

“You started this, my precious girl.”

You make a point to lift your hips and drop without warning, smirking as Hongjoong almost screams out a moan. “Don’t get it twisted, Hongjoong. You started this when you decided to flaunt around in a full cowboy outfit like I wasn’t going to devoid you over it.” 

He responds by picking his hat up from the bed where it had fallen, placing it on your head with a smirk. “I’ll wear it anytime you want me to, gorgeous.”

“What if I just want you in the hat, hmm?” you ask, laughing out a moan as he begins to guide you on him, the two of you falling into a rhythm as he watches you. 

“I’m your cowboy, remember?”

“Yeah? Let me save a few horses, huh?”

Hongjoong smirks, fangs showing as he tugs you against him into a kiss, which allows him to change the angle of his hips as he picks up the pace to hear you moan more. “You can ride me anytime, Y/N. Day or night.”

[seongwars]

Ateez in Tacoma

So worth it, definitely 10/10, the energy and atmosphere were out of this world and my seats were good so I actually got to see their faces 😭 everything felt like a fever dream. Seeing Ateez is like catching up with a friend you never want to say goodbye to and now my heart hurts because I’m sad it’s over

Hongjoong my feral fae prince never change

The boys seemed so tiny in real life, except for Mingi because that man is BUILT and I mean GYAT damn he foineeeeee, many a barks were barked

San has the best proportions and expressions, he’s so cute I love everyone’s favorite cat

YunSang were bouncing around and having fun the whole time

WOOOOYOUNG WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF

Yeosang is STUNNING like holy shit thank you dinosaur for becoming the fossil fuel that took mama Kang to the hospital because that’s a whole face economy, tffff

They worked so hard, you can literally see the sweat dripping off their faces and there were times where they were out of breath when talking with the crowd, our hard working boys

Jongho is so cute, why would anyone hate on this precious bear, he’s so squishy 🥺

And finally, MÖTHER

I don’t bark for any man but I might made an exception 👀

[theyluvangel]

Biggest Subs in the Groups I Stan - enha, skz, SVT, bts, shinEE, nct, atz, txt, p1h

This is literally which member(s) of these groups I think would be the most submissive in bed!

warnings: probably grammatical and spelling errors, femdom themes, female reader

MDNI

Enhypen:

Sunoo:

biggest pillow prince there is

he just wants you to take over and do with him as you please

he's sensitive so you have to be gentle with him :(

loves praise

loves taking anything up his ass - that being your strap, fingers, a vibrator, or anything else you can think of

Jungwon:

some people disagree, but have y'all seen this man???

he wants you to take complete control over him - tell him what to do and he'll do it

he can be really bratty, but he's usually your good boy

likes some light pet play, nothing too extreme

please finger this man, he adores how close he feels to you when you finger his ass

if he's had a particularly rough day, or if he's just in the mood, he'll let you rough him up a bit - hit him, degrade him, ect.

Stray Kids:

Han:

he's a mommy's boy

lets you do anything you want to him

super loud, he has no shame

loves a bit of pain

horny all the damn time, its up to you to figure out how you want to deal with that

definitely has a bratty side, but he tries can be good

so cuddly

Felix:

the sunshine twins - two big bottoms

he's just so soft and fluffy if you know what I mean

he cry's usually from pleasure all the time, when he gets so overwhelmed he can't not cry

not at all afraid to try new things

slap him around a bit, jerk him off in public, sometimes he just wants to feel like a toy to you

but also please be nice to him, sometimes he also just needs to have some nice lazy cuddle sex

Seventeen:

Mingyu:

"wdym this over 6 foot tall extremely buff man is a big sub?" well let me tell you

he is there to do whatever makes you happy, and he can't do that if you're not telling him what to do

sososo whiny

loves being overstimulated

again i'll bring up the clip of woozi saying Mingyu likes to be degraded and embarrassed by his members

Tie.Him.Up

loves when you degrade him, but also gets so cute and shy when you praise him

loves seeing the marks you leave on him

I'm not going to specifically write out the rest but I think Dino, Seokmin, Seungkwan, Jun, and Hoshi are all switches that would love to be submissive under you

BTS:

Jimin:

jimin gives of switch with a sub-lean vibes

he's a mommy's boy as well

can be really bratty but he can also be really good

loves restraints, impact play, really anything that will leave a mark

loves trying new things

he's just a really kinky guy

also super loud

could suck a titty all day

ShinEE:

Taemin:

anyone who has heard his music knows how submissive he is

he has a lovely song called "Criminal", where one of the lyrics is "destroy me more"

this man is a performer, the energy he presents on stage he'll present to you in the bedroom

loves pain play - hit him, scratch him, bite him, literally beat him and he will thank you for it afterwards

loves when you're able to bring him to tears

big masochist, exhabitionist, and voyuer

NCT:

theres several bottoms in this group so the formatting is gonna be a bit different

NCT 127:

Taeyong - mommy's boy

Haechan - brat

Jungwoo - tries to be good

NCT Dream:

Renjun - pillow prince

Jaemin - golden retriever

WayV:

Ten - brat + hella kinky

winwin - good boy, so soft for you

Xiaojun, Hendery, and Yangyang are all switches in my mind

Ateez:

Wooyoung:

holy shit, this man is the brattiest being to ever walk the planet

he loves riling you up so you'll be rough with him

at this point he's just about admitted to having a degrading kink

he's literally such a bratty whore

he NEEDS you to punish him

sometimes he can be good and he'll want you to be gentle with him, but that's rare

literally imagine bending him over your knee and spanking him for being a brat all day (I'm feral for this man)

+ I think both San and Mingi are switches that can be super submissive

TXT:

Soobin:

i think he's naturally a shy+nerdy guy, so he's attracted to people that can take control over him

a bit more of a switch lean

i think he'd really be into having you humiliate him, but he also loves praise

I think he's a bit of a perv, he'd steal your underwear and jerk off into your panties

Beomgyu:

he might be just as bratty as Wooyoung

is always a brat, its hard to get a moment of peace

super kinky and always in to trying new things

He likes to feel so weak underneath you, if you can make him cry and get his legs shaking - you've officially made him want to marry you

he knows he's a brat, so he needs someone to tame him

he'll take anything you give him, even if that means not letting him cum for a week

omg he'd look so pretty with tears running down his face, hair stuck to his forehead, all whilst you edge him until he loses touch with reality

Kai:

he's such a good boy

i feel like he's kinda inexperienced so he'd naturally fall into a more submissive position

he's really vanilla, all he wants is to cum and be praised

if you're mean to him in the slightest he might cry

he doesn't mind edging and overstimulation, but its a rarer for those to occur

+ I think Yeonjun and Taehyun are both switches, but they aren't the most submissive in the group

P1harmony:

(honestly everyone in p1h gives off some sort of subby vibes)

Intak:

he's so puppy coded

he's there to serve and please you

he loves when you praise him and call him your "good puppy"

he will act out occasionally, but he feels bad afterwards and always accepts his punishment

he'll absolutely do anything you want him to

Theo:

he seems to me like a bratty pillow prince

he will talk back

enjoys a healthy amount of both praise and degradation

he kinda acts like a princess in the sense that if he gets too dirty or sweaty, he'll complain until you clean him up

lets out the most beautiful moans

bondage is a must for him

writing this took me a lil bit but I hope you all enjoy! if you couldn't tell I prefer to write from a dom!reader perspective, but I'll write both dom and sub reader. please send me requests because the writers block is crazy rn!

[bteezxyewriter12]

Wet

Pairing- Yunho x Named Reader

Word count- 2.4k

Includes- Waterbomb Yunho, jealousy, fingering, sex, wall sex, missionary, size kink, dirty talk, tummy bulge, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Yunho POV

Holding on to the huge water gun, I spray ATINYs with water, laughing when it hits them

This is fucking fun

Performing while throwing water?

Amazing

As it is I'm soaked, my clothes sticking to me, my hair plastered to my forehead

I had to take the jacket I was wearing off because it's too hot and it was hard to move in while wet

This is our last song and I'm gonna drench everyone in the crowd

Holding the mic up with one hand, I sing my part while moving the water gun across the crowd, their screams of delight amping me up

Glancing over to the other end of the stage, I chuckle watching Jongho spray everyone with the other water gun

The guys are all having a blast too

And I know my jagi is backstage laughing at my antics

The song ends and I reluctantly let go of the water gun

Waving at ATINYs, I give them finger hearts and smile as I walk backstage

"That was so fun!", Mingi laughs

He's completely drenched, even more than I am

"So fun", I agree

Looking around for her, I spot her talking to one of the makeup artists, my mouth dropping at her outfit

She had to change because she wasn't wearing that when she was helping us get ready

But holy shit, the white lacy crop tank top with the tiny shorts and sneakers is fucking hot

My girlfriend is fucking hot

"Damn Yunho", San says as he passes me, "You're girlfriend is hot"

"Shut up", I glare at him

He just smirks and shrugs, "I have eyes man"

"Look somewhere else"

He chuckles, "Look just appreciate that your girlfriend is hot and she's yours. It doesn't matter who looks at her because all she sees is you"

I mean he's right but still, I get jealous sometimes and I don't need him to tease me about it

As I get closer to her, she glances over, a huge smile overtaking her face when she sees me

"Yunnie", she greets, kissing me when I lean over to her, "You were so good baby! So cute with the water gun. Did you have fun?"

I nod, "Loads of fun. We should do this festival every year"

"Talk to the manager baby", she giggles, "Maybe you can"

I nod

Maybe I will

Or Hongjoong will

"I need to get out of these clothes", I tell her

"Yeah. Even though you're so cute when you're wet"

I grin as she takes my hand, leading me to the tour bus that brought us here, her going in first

When we get inside, some of the guys are there, in various stages of changing

"Jagi", I shriek, covering her eyes with my hands

"Yunnie!", she exclaims, her hands going to my wrists but I don't move my hands

"Oh relax Yunho", Seonghwa says, rolling his eyes, "None of us are naked"

Yeah but still

"Is anyone in the back room?", I growl

This bus comes with a room in the back where the bathroom is and a bed in case anyone wants to take a nap

"No. It's all yours", Hongjoong says, pulling his shirt on

I maneuver her around the bus, still covering her eyes until we pass Mingi, who's the last one changing before the room

I move my hands from her eyes then, opening the door and gently guiding her inside

"Really Yunnie?", she scowls, turning to me, "Don't you know by now that you're the only one I want? You're the only one who turns me on? You're the only one I love?"

"I know jagi but-"

"Do you know?", she asks, "I don't know why you're still jealous over the guys. You know I've seen them shirtless when I have to fix their clothes. And you know that I could see hundreds of men shirtless or hell even naked and not be affected because you, your body is the only one that affects me"

I feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment because yeah I know all this

She's one of our stylists so she helps the guys dress, fixes their clothes and she always has an unbothered face while doing it

Except when it comes to me

Even before we were together, I noticed the way she looked at me, the way she bit her lip when she helped me get ready, the way her breathing got a little heavier, the way her cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink

And now that we're together her hands are always on me, she's always kissing me, always telling me how hot I am

I know I have nothing to be jealous over but it still happens and I give into it

I need to work harder at ignoring that because she's right

San's right

All she sees is me and I'm so lucky

"I'm sorry baby", I apologize, "I promise I'll be better about it ok?"

Her face softens, "Yeah Yunnie ok. I just don't know why you're so jealous sometimes. You're my everything baby, I love you more than anything and I just want you to remember that"

I nod, "I will"

She smiles softly, "Ok baby. Why don't you change so we can go enjoy the rest of the festival? Maybe get food because I'm starving"

I laugh, agreeing with her

She's tiny and thin but she can eat more than Jongho can

Where it all goes I don't know

She must have a crazy metabolism

"C'mon Yunnie", she pouts

Right, I'm supposed to be changing

First I take my shoes and socks off because it's gross and squishy

Undoing my belt, I get out of the heavy soaked pants and boxers, then pull my shirt off

When I lift my head, I catch a glimpse of her eyes darting away from me

I smirk, knowing she was checking me out

"Baby", I call softly, moving towards her

Her eyes dart back to me, running over my body, stopping at my hard dick

Yeah I'm hard

Seeing her in that outfit and noticing the way she's looking at me- instant hard on

I get to her, running my fingers up her bare arms

"Yunnie no", she says, shaking her head, "You're all wet and sticky"

Smirking wider, I slide my hand in her shorts and panties, my fingers on her soaked cunt

"So are you jagi", I inform her, "Already nice and wet for me and I didn't even touch you"

Lowering my head, I press a kiss to her bare shoulder, trailing kisses up until I get to her neck

"Don't you want to be impaled in my cock baby?", I ask, pressing kiss after kiss to the spot on her neck that drives her crazy while playing with her clit

"I..uh .."

"I know I want your tight wet pussy wrapped around my cock baby"

God, do I want her

But to be fair, I want her all the time

"Yunnie", she moans

"Mm yeah baby", I murmur, "Want you to moan my name just like that while I fuck your sweet perfect pussy as deep as I can"

"Fuck", she whimpers

Moving my fingers down, I slide two deep inside her, rubbing against her spot that I can always find immediately

She shivers, her legs buckling but I grab her around the waist, holding her up

"Wanna make you so wet baby, make you cream around my cock until my whole lap is soaked", I tell her, "Wanna make you squirt everywhere, make me soaking wet again"

"Fuck Yunnie"

"Want me to do that baby? Want me to fuck you hard until all you can scream is my name, all you can think about is my cock inside you?"

"Yes!", she cries, "Fuck yes!"

With that, I crash my lips to hers, kissing her deeply, my hands already pulling her shorts and panties down

She kicks her sneakers off, then her bottom clothes and I grab her lifting her up, her legs wrapping around me

Leaning her against the wall, I move my cock to her dripping hole and shove inside her, bottoming out in one thrust

"Yes Yunnie", she moans, leaning her head back against the wall

"Hands up baby", I tell her

She moves her hands off me, and I hold her against the wall with my hips, sliding her crop top off, her boobs right in my face, since she's not wearing a bra

Wrapping one arm around her waist and groping her ass, I use the other to lift her perky boob up, latching on to her nipple and sucking hard

At the same time, I pull back then thrust forward, splitting her hole wide open as I bury back inside her

"Yunho!", she screams, her body shaking against mine

I move as fast as I can, as hard as I can, in and out, falling into the intense pleasure of her cunt taking me, clenching around me

With each slam into her, I smash her spot, her body shaking against me, her pussy getting wetter and wetter

I bite her nipple softly, loving the way her hard bump feels in my mouth

Loving sucking on her

There's another place I love to suck on but there's no time for that right now

Anyone could walk back here looking for us

But tonight, in the hotel, I'm gonna eat her cunt like I'm never going to have her again

Just thinking about how sweet she tastes makes me groan against her nipple, fucking into her again and again

Her cunt's pulsing is so fucking good as she sucks me deep inside, her legs squeezing around my waist tighter

Her hand moves into my hair, pulling me off her nipple, her mouth crashing against mine as she kisses me desperately

I kiss her back just as wildly, my tongue down her throat as her other arm wraps around my neck

Gripping one ass cheek in each of my hands, I pound into her, feeling her cunt getting closer

Fuck, I want to feel her orgasm

The first time I fucked her and she came around my dick, oh my fucking god I had no idea a girl's orgasm could feel that good

It has to be because she's so small and unbelievably tight mixed with my intense desire for her

All I'm sure of is I'm addicted to her orgasms, crave them, addicted to her like a junkie that doesn't want to kick their habit

I'm so in love it's actually ridiculous

Slamming into her spot, she moans in my mouth, her body trembling as she cums all over me

Her pussy throbs like crazy, sending unbelievable pleasure crashing over me

She breaks the kiss, yelling my name, clinging onto me

She's beautiful

Utterly beautiful

Pulling her away from the wall, I get her on the bed, going on top of her

Hooking one arm under her knee I push her legs to her chest, sliding my cock right into her waiting hole

Her hands grab at me but I'm not having it right now

Getting both of her hands in mine, I slam them above her head, holding her down as I start fucking her

She cries my name and I look down, watching the pleasure all over her face

"Fuck jagi", I whisper, "So fucking pretty like this, stuffed with my cock"

"So good...Yu..Yu...Yunnie", she hiccups, tears falling down her cheeks

"Look at you", I smirk, watching her body arch, feeling her cunt squeeze the life from my cock, "Such a mess under me. A tiny crying mess"

Not only is she beautiful but the fact that she's so little, that her cunt takes my big cock like a pro, turns me on like nothing else

I love that she's so little, so compact, love how she fits in my arms, in my lap, love how small her hand looks in mine, love how I can cuddle her like a plushie

Love how she cries for my cock inside her instead of telling me to get out or it hurts

Instead she begs me to bottom out all the time, wanting to feel all of me inside her

And I give her what she wants

Moving my eyes down, I watch her cunt cream up my length, a thick white ring of cream at the base of my cock, turning me on so much

Her pussy is so wet, the squelching sounds of her taking me so pretty

My eyes land on her tummy and I'm mesmerized by the sight of her tummy bulging every time I fuck into her

Up and down, up and down, her pussy gripping my cock so hard

"Yunho...I...I can't...", she sobs

"Too good baby?", I smirk

She nods, her beautiful brown eyes shiny with tears

"Gonna cum for me?", I ask

She nods again as I stuff her pussy with my cock over and over

"Go ahead baby", I tell her

Plunging deeply into her, my head rubbing her spot, she snaps, screaming my name at the top of her lungs as she orgasms

I watch her pussy squirt all over my cock, my lower stomach and lap, completely drenching me

Again

I let the utter ecstasy wash over me as I thrust into her and shoot my cum deep in her squirting cunt

"Joanne! Fuck jagi! Yes", I moan, leaning my forehead against hers, my body shaking against hers

God, it feels out of this world

I've never had such intense orgasms as I have with her

"Yunho", she whimpers

I let go of her hands and she immediately moves them to my face, cupping my cheeks as she kisses me in such a sweet, gentle, loving kiss

I let her love wash over me while giving all of mine into the kiss

Pulling out of her, I shift next to her, pulling her right against me, our lips never leaving each other's

"I love you", she says, when the kiss finally ends

"I love you", I tell her, smiling softly, running my fingers in her hair

She snuggles into me, her head under my chin, kissing my neck softly, "Do we have to get up?"

"Yeah baby, unfortunately we do. In a few minutes"

"Wah", she whines, making me smile

"Well jagi, we can get food like you wanted to"

"Oh yeah", she giggles, "I'm even more hungry now"

I chuckle, kissing her forehead and enjoy holding her for a few more minutes

We eventually get up, clean up and get dressed

She takes my hand, tugging on me to bend down

When I do, she presses a sweet kiss to my lips

"Ok now food!", she exclaims, pulling me behind her and I follow, laughing

[rems-writing]

The bear & the pilates witch

》 Pairing: student!Jongho × student!Zelena (platonic)

》 Genre/AU: Fluff/college AU (OUAT crossover)

》 Wordcount: 1,211 words

》 Rating: pg-13

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork @illusionnet

I don't have a face claim for the younger version of Zelena, so I had to use Rebecca Mader's version of her

The first time Jongho met Zelena Mills, he was afraid he’d be in some deep shit with Yeosang if he found out that his girl was simping for him. After all, it took almost a million years for someone to make a move, and thank God it was Yeosang himself that made the first move. They were both incredibly shy despite Zelena being the second ultimate crackhead of the group. The first being Mingi’s partner. What made things more interesting was the fact that the youngest Choi and the self proclaimed pilates witch of the university (she had a huge following) shared the same soccer class. The bear would’ve taken up basketball as an extra class, but that sport was the cause of his injury so he decided to save himself the trauma by signing up for soccer instead. Jongho was sweating bullets as he saw the redhead jog towards and sit down next to him. She turned to face him and studied him for a bit. Little did Jongho know, she was actually checking him out. 

‘Bloody hell! He’s actually so fine. Does coach Kang have competition? I hope not!’

When Zelena first heard that San’s little brother was going to be joining Storybrooke University, she would’ve expected a sheltered nerdy looking boy who had problems ranging  from something simple as saying ‘Hi’ to showing her his collection of Yu-Gi-Oh cards and following her around like a lovestruck puppy. Seems it was the other way around. Choi Jongho wasn’t sheltered at all! He was just shy. After all, being in a new country was overwhelming so she decided to be nice. As she observed him more, she felt smitten. 

‘Bitch, you have a man.’

‘But… but… Jongho.’

Zelena then looked over the outfit he was wearing. Jongho was fit! He was wearing a black tank top that showed off his impressive build. Black gym shorts were paired with fuschia cleats (he lost a bet with Hongjoong and he was forced to give up his shoes so he could paint them that color). She noticed the way his chest was rising up and down heavily and to top it off, his muscles were bulging as he used his arms to steady himself since he was sitting on the grassy field and there was no wall behind him.  

‘Holy shit… he’s actually so fucking hot. I think I’m down bad. Sorry, Yeosang…’

Zelena’s eyes finally landed on Jongho’s face. Round cheeks, a sharp jawline, soft lips that were open due to him catching his breath, and big brown eyes that fluttered open when he finally caught his breath. 

‘He’s so handsome…’

“Heh. I hope so since I’m all sweaty from practice.”

Zelena cursed internally as she accidentally said that aloud, but the cringe died down as she saw the shy grin on this young boy’s face. She shook her head and stuck her hand out eagerly. She heard from Killian & David that he had an impressive hand strength so she wanted to see it for herself. 

“Zelena Mills, soccer major and star player! Pleased to meet your acquaintance.”

Regina almost melted when Jongho took her hand in his and shook it. Seems the two idiots were right. His hand strength was impressive! After she pulled away, she took out her water bottle and downed it before putting it away. She’d refill it later. 

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Practice soon ended and the two went their separate ways since they had to change out of athletic clothing and get home as soon as possible. As Zelena grabbed her things and exited the locker room, she saw the campus librarian almost walking in the same direction as her and decided to have a small chat with him. Looks like the library was closed early today. 

“Did you see the new student, Mr. Park?!”

“I most certainly did.”

“He’s so dreamy. And his body?! Un fucking real!”

Seonghwa couldn’t help but chuckle as Zelena talked about Jongho. He was happy that her first impression of his baby (yes he adopted him. Don’t worry about it) was a positive one. However, with the way she was speaking about him, the androgynous man couldn’t help but tease her a bit. 

“You better not let Yeosang find out about your sudden infatuation with Jongho now. Who knows what he might do, especially since the two are friends?”

“I’ll be fine! Besides, it’s just quiet admiration.”

“Admiration? More like obvious simping. I can practically see you drooling!”

Seonghwa let out a pretty laugh as Zelena reached a hand to her face to check if she really was drooling. She wasn’t. She gently hit his shoulder before sighing and continuing to make her way back home. A few seconds later, she saw Jongho walking and decided to walk with him since it was still daylight outside. 

“Hey! How are you, Zelena?”

“I’m good! Was coach Kang tough on you today?”

Jongho shook his head and Zelena sighed in relief before pulling an energy bar out of her backpack and handing it to him. The young boy thanked her and opened the wrapper before munching on it. 

“My ride’s here! I’ll see you next time.”

“Bye, Zelena!”

Zelena waved goodbye to Jongho and jogged over to her ride, which was none other than Yeosang. She placed her duffel bag in the trunk before coming around to the front and getting into the passenger seat. 

‘I hope Yeosang didn’t see me simping over Jongho during practice today!’

As Yeosang drove, Zelena looked out the window. Whenever the sun was fully set, the horizon always had pretty colors in the sky. It looked like a painting! Zelena sighed quietly, lost in thought. It was soon interrupted when she felt Yeosang’s hand on her thigh. She turned to the coach, who was looking at her with a mischievous look in his eyes. In his mind, the doberman was thinking of ways to tease and embarrass his girl, finally settling with straight up admission. 

“By the way, don’t be so distracted by Jongho during the next practice session.”

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The next time Zelena saw Jongho, she was walking quickly to where he was sitting. An amused smirk was on his annoyingly handsome face as he saw her pat down the huge mess that was her curly red hair. Yeosang walked towards Zelena with a shit eating grin on his face and the redhead groaned before hiding her face in embarrassment, no longer caring about how her hair looked. After the teasing was done, Jongho spoke. 

And boy did Zelena almost cry on the spot. 

After her father decided to ditch her when she was a baby, she was afraid she’d act differently. After all, Cora had to balance her busy work life as a lawyer and raising both her and Regina. However, it warmed her heart knowing that Jongho felt at home with her and the rest of the friend group. When he was finished, Regina was the one to speak what everyone else was thinking, including one statement that stuck with them for the rest of their lives. 

“You finding solace in us is the highest form of praise we’ve ever gotten.” 

From there, Regina and Zelena made sure no one messed with the bear of the SU Squad.