#byungchan scenario

[lushta1es0nm3]

Victon:

When you knew you shouldn’t have started teasing

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

Not gonna talk about the fact that I been hiding and dealing with life for the past couple months

You knew you should've stopped earlier when he told you to, but you didn’t. You pushed your luck and provoked the man, now, here you were face down ass up, in his studio room, getting fucked stupid. There was no escaping, he had your arms pinned behind your back. You shouldn’t have thought it was a good idea to twerk on him when he said he was busy. You thought it was okay to play, pushing your soft ass on this man, knowing he hadn’t touched you in a minute.

“You’re so cute when you try to run like that, next time you won’t try this.”

“Fuck babe, I love it when you make that face.”

Next time you’ll think twice about teasing him in front of the other members. The whole time you were teasing he was only smiling at you, the look in his eyes told you to quit while you’re ahead. But no, you didn’t. Now here you were riding his dick, while he sat in a chair holding you by your hips making you go faster while he watched your face frown up trying not to cum too fast. A smirk on his face the whole time, said a thousand words.

This was fun and games up until a few moments ago, you took it upon yourself to indulge in this game of cat and mouse with Chan. You knew you shouldn’t have kept running and playing after you had accidentally fallen on top of him, your boobs almost came out of your shirt. He said he wanted to quit. But no, you looked back at him with those beautiful eyes, smirked and threw him a wink, before taking off.

Now he had you in a hidden room of the company, up against a wall, with one hand over your mouth to keep you from being too loud and the other on your hip. His grip was tight as he pounded away, his hot breath fanning your ear and neck.

“What’s the matter babe, cat got your tongue?”

“That’s right babe take it, I know you can.”

His words were followed by the sound of your ass getting smacked filled the room. His grip on your hips was tight as he pummeled you from the back, while you struggled to keep quiet.

How did you end up here? You thought it’d be alright to wear a dress with nothing underneath, just to get back at this man for playing a prank on you. Good thing he saw you before anyone else, he wasted no time grabbing you and pulling into the nearest empty room. He wanted to question you but a light bulb went off in his head, so he did what he had to do and that would be how you ended up here. After much protesting you gave up but now, here you were with tears of pleasure running down your face as he broke your back in and smacked your ass.

How the fuck did you end up with this man on top of you, eating at your neck, his lip piercing grazing your skin, while he took his sweet time fucking your lights out? Oh, that’s right, you thought it was a good idea to lick his tattoos after he told you to stop multiple times. You just wanted to taste them, to see if they were as sweet as he is. But that led to you being laid across the couch spread wide open. He was fucking you painfully slow, hard and deep.

“Babe, say the magic word and I’ll let you come.” He laughed at you, who’s eyes were closed tight. He knew how you liked it and he was doing a very good job mocking you.

You let out a whimper when the tall man had finally let you breathe from the kiss that he was giving you. He had you on top of a table, with one leg on his shoulder, while he railed you into oblivion. It started off innocent and sweet but you fucked up when you thought it’d be okay to try and lay marks on this mans neck. After he told you he had a shoot coming up, given that that part of his neck is sensitive to your touch.

“Show me how much you can take, I wanna see you cum.”

“Ssssshhh, it’ll be over soon, take it for me baby…….. just a little more”

The tv was flickering, a movie playing on it while you lay on your side, he was behind you, dicking you down. You thought all you’d be doing is watching a movie and cuddling. But no, the position was compromised when you fucked up and backed that ass up on him. He was already yearning for you when he saw you in those shorts and his shirt. The ones that were currently down passed your knees.

You should’ve known better, but by then it was too late and too much. With one hand on your hip and the other around your neck. Subin was flush against your back. You bit your bottom lip, he was going balls deep, hitting the mark every time, but he was struggling to hold you in place, because you were running. And you were struggling to be quiet considering the other members were in their rooms asleep and you didn’t want to get caught.

[blu-joons]

When He Back Hugs You ~ Victon Reaction

Seungwoo:

His eyes watched you carefully as Seungwoo followed you around the room, hiding behind the corner of the bedroom to catch you.

As you passed Seungwoo he jumped out, making you jump back as his arms wrapped around your waist. “Surprise,” he laughed as your breath hitched in your throat.

“You idiot,” you scolded, trying your best to wrestle out of Seungwoo’s grip, but he was far too strong for you as he kept a hold of you.

“I’m sorry, it was too good of a chance,” he told you.

“Why do you always scare me like that?”

Seungwoo struggled to hold back his laughter as you continued to gasp in surprise. “It’s just so easy for me to scare you, I can’t help myself sometimes.”

“I hate you,” you muttered under your breath, only making the laughter that came from Seungwoo behind you even louder as he got the perfect reaction.

After a few moments an apologetic kiss was placed to the side of your head, “don’t stay mad at me, I didn’t mean to make you jump so bad.”

“You definitely did, I know exactly what you’re like.”

Seungsik:

A squeal came from you as you found yourself being pulled back as you went to walk into the bathroom, feeling yourself hit Seungsik.

He hugged you tightly from behind as you caught your breath from his sudden appearance. “Happy birthday,” he whispered after a few moments, kissing your cheek.

“Thank you,” you laughed as Seungsik trailed several kisses along the top of your shoulder too, “you were still asleep in bed just then.”

“I wanted to get up with the birthday girl,” he joked.

“You’re not leaving my side, are you?”

Seungsik’s head shook proudly in response to you, “I want to spend all day with you so that I can make as many memories as possible on your birthday.”

“I’m interested to hear what you’ve got planned for today,” you chimed, looking back to Seungsik as you tried to get a couple of spoilers out of him for your day.

He knew you better though as he remained tight lipped. “You’ll just have to wait and see, but I promise that you’ll love it.”

“Good, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Sejun:

You turned around as you heard the bedroom door opening, knowing that there was only one person it could be as Sejun walked into the room.

He was drawn to you straight away as he noticed you wiping underneath your eyes. “Y/N, are you alright?” He quizzed, walking over and coming up behind you with a hug.

“I’m alright,” you responded, looking away from Sejun as you tried to hide the fact that you had got teary eyed from Sejun as he studied you.

“Do you want to be honest with me now?” Sejun asked.

“It’s nothing, no need to worry.”

His brows furrowed as he carried on watching you, “there must be something going on if you’ve got upset, I can tell that you’ve been crying Y/N.”

“Don’t worry,” you tried to tell Sejun again, but his head shook as he squeezed tightly around your frame, determined to get to the bottom of what was upsetting you.

A soft sigh came from him as he tried once again, “don’t shut me out Y/N, just talk to me, whatever it is I can help you out, right?”

“It’s not that big of a deal, I guess it’s just work.”

Hanse:

The sound of someone yawning in your ear made you jump as Hanse suddenly appeared behind you, resting in tightly against the crook of your neck.

He knew that you were watching him as you reached back and took a hold of his hand. “I’m so tired,” he grumbled, searching for a little comfort from you to make him feel better.

“Why don’t we head to bed if you’re tired?” You suggested with little left that you needed to do for the day, “then you can get some rest?”

“But will I be able to cuddle you like this in bed?” Hanse enquired.

“I’m sure that we can figure it out.”

A slow nod of the head followed from Hanse as he continued to back hug you as you led him towards the stairs. “Have I ever told you how comfy you are?”

“Now I know you’re definitely tired, you’re being nice to me,” you couldn’t help but tease, even managing to bring a sleepy laugh out of Hanse behind you.

Hanse’s head shook as you reached the bottom step, “I can be nice to you, sometimes, and not only when I want something too.”

“Once or twice you might’ve been nice to me.”

Subin: 

You tried to walk past Subin as you noticed him in the room, but he was too quick, snaking his arms around your waist and capturing you against his chest.

You kept staring forwards, not responding to him at all. “I hate when we fight, do you think we can talk and figure this out?” Subin asked you, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“I guess,” you frowned, still giving very little to Subin as you spoke in a barely audible whisper, “we can’t carry this on forever, can we?”

“I’m sorry for all that I said to you earlier,” Subin quickly told you.

“I’m sorry too, it was uncalled for.”

Slowly you began to relax in Subin’s hold as you broke down the walls that you had up around you. “I probably deserved what you said to me a little bit.”

“It was still mean,” you noted, resting your head back slightly against his shoulder, “I should’ve been the bigger person and just ignored what you said to me.”

Subin smiled as he listened to you scold yourself, “I think we can both agree that we should put this behind us, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I definitely agree with that idea.”

Byungchan:

A chuckle came from you as Byungchan came up behind you and hugged you as soon as he found you in the room, resting his chin against your shoulder with a smile.

As you looked back to him, Byungchan couldn’t help but laugh too. “I’m so happy to be home, I missed your hugs so much whilst I was on the road,” he whispered to you.

“I missed your hugs more,” you insisted as you rested your hands against Byungchan’s that were against your stomach.

“I just want to stay here all day now,” Byungchan admitted.

“We’ve got things to do though.”

A groan came from him as he pulled you tighter into your chest, “are you sure that all of those boring things can’t wait for another day?”

“As much as I’d like to stay cuddled up with you all day too, we’ve got jobs to do,” you reminded him, “maybe we can stay like this once we’ve got everything done.”

Byungchan reluctantly nodded as you looked back at him again, “were you always this mean to me before I went on the road?”

“Stop being so dramatic now that you’re home.”

---

Masterlist

[theboyzism]

[VICTON] MTL be into PDA

MOST

hanse

byungchan

sejun

subin

chan

seungwoo

seungsik

LEAST

no real explanation, i think hanse would actually enjoy PDA not just for being close to his partner, but also to also show off his partner? for byungchan and sejun i think it is more the fact that they are just hella clingy with their partner and cannot leave their hands off them. i feel like subin would be so cute and affectionate with his partner though?? he may be a little shy at first, but he definitely loves PDA and getting teased by his hyungs for it does not faze him one bit 😭 for chan I think his PDA would be depending on his mood. some days he would just like be way more into it than others. would definitely always hold onto you in some sense though. seungwoo would be more controlled almost in a sense, he strikes me as a guy who would love just holding hands, linking arms, or giving a hug, maybe small pecks here and there, but he would never take PDA in public too far. no matter how much seungsik loves his partner and how love drunk he may feel in a moment, he would be the most controlled in public. he strikes me as the most conservative when it comes to things like that and i feel like he would just prefer to keep PDA behind closed doors. but once the doors are closed, i feel like he would be one of the most affectionate ones out of all of them??? he would really thrive on these moments with his partner and everything he may have been holding in would come out 🥺

[etherealyoonghwa]

Victon Recommendations

Subin

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Jung Subin @iwillgiveyoumyhappiness

7 Minutes in Heaven @saltys-writings

so, pull me closer @afterglowsw

ot7

[ohmyjinsus]

this love

choi byungchan x gender neutral! reader

childhood friends to lovers to exes to ??? || 8.3k (also it’s an idol! au)

I wrote this so long ago and I don't know why I felt like posting in today but here we go - I honestly genuinely think this is some of my best writing ever so uhhhhh enjoy I guess (also listen to this love by taylor swift because this was 110% inspired by that) (sorry for the bad summary)

summary: you and byungchan were always meant to be together, until he debuted and left you behind - will the two of you find your way back to each other in the end?

It was the beginning of summer when the moving truck showed up across the street. You had never been more excited in your life. At five years old, you were dying for somebody new to play with. You prayed that whoever moved in had kids your age. Thankfully, they did.

You met Byungchan a week later, while you were at the park. He needed someone to play soccer with and you were the only other kid around. Soon after that, the two of you became best friends. You were constantly outside or at each others’ houses.

Over time, your parents started joking about your future wedding. Both of you thought it was disgusting, but everyone knew you’d fall in love at some point.

You realize they were right when you’re 16. It’s the first time Byungchan mentions anything about marrying you.

He asked you to go out with him when you were 10, and you’ve been “dating” ever since. No one, including the two of you, took it seriously at first. But over the past six years, you realized your romantic feelings for him were growing and growing. Thankfully, it’s been mutual.

The two of you always walk home from school together, so when the bell rings, you grab your things so you can head to your usual meeting spot. The second you step out of your classroom, Byungchan is there.

“y/n, guess what!” The only other time you’ve seen him this excited is after your first kiss. You rush over to him and take his hands in yours.

“Did you hear back?” Your boyfriend’s wanted to be an idol for years. After countless auditions, you’re praying someone’s finally recognized his talent.

“They’ve accepted me!” You throw yourself into his arms. “I’m officially going to be a trainee.”

“That’s so exciting!” You squeeze him as tight as you possibly can. “I knew you could do it.”

“Thanks,” he whispers, bending down to kiss your cheek.

“We should celebrate,” you tell him.

“Right now?”

“Yes, right now.” You grab his hand and pull him along with you.“Let’s go.”

The first place you go is your favourite bakery. You tell Byungchan you have to have cake, or else it’s not a proper celebration. After that, you visit the mall, stopping at a photo booth. When he kisses you during one of the photos you roll your eyes, but you can’t stop yourself from smiling. Both of you put a copy of the photos in your wallets.

You’re walking around, hand in hand, when you pass a jewellery shop. Byungchan stops walking when he realizes you’ve stopped. You peer through the window, trying to see if there’s anything worthwhile.

“Want to go in?” Your boyfriend asks. You nod, pulling him through the doors.

You wander around, looking at everything. You really only wear accessories like this for special occasions, but you enjoy looking. Once you’ve seen everything, you head over to Byungchan.

“See anything?” You shake your head. He points to the display in front of him. “What if we got matching rings?”

“Are you trying to marry me?”

“Yes,” he responds. When he notices the look on your face, he immediately clarifies. “Not right now, but eventually.” You’re surprised at how casually he says it.

“Really?” You ask quietly. He places a kiss on your forehead as an answer. “So what are these matching rings for?”

“No particular reason,” he says. “Just a placeholder until I buy you an engagement ring.” You roll your eyes at that, but you do love the idea.

“I can’t wait for that day,” you tell him.

“Me neither.”

===

The second time Byungchan says he wants to marry you is when you break up.

You knew his life would get much busier once he started training, but the two of you have made it work for the past two years. Now that you’re 18 and out of school, you’re able to meet him outside his dorm a couple times a week to go on dates. When you can’t see each other in person, he’ll call you before bed and you’ll fall asleep on the phone talking to each other. You’re happy he’s still in your life despite how hectic everything is for him.

On a random Saturday, the two of you make plans to go see a movie in the evening. He said he would pick you up at 6, but when Byungchan shows up at your door after lunch, you’re shocked.

“What’s wrong?”

“y/n, I have a debut date.” The smile on his face makes your heart swell. He’s been waiting for this for years.

“You’re joking.” He shakes his head. “Oh my god.”

You step out the front door so you can give him a hug. “There’s still another three months, but this is amazing.”

“It’s what you deserve,” you tell him, reaching up to give him a kiss.

He’s so caught up in celebrating with you and his group that neither of you realize what this means for your relationship. Not until Byungchan calls you a few weeks later and asks to see you.

“What do you mean?” You’re in your room, getting ready for bed. You figured the two of you would talk for a while before you went to sleep, like usual.

“I need to talk to you.”

“Byungchan, what’s wrong?” His voice sounds serious, it scares you.

“I’m on my way to your house right now, I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“But-”

“Don’t worry, y/n.” He says before hanging up. That only makes your anxiety rise.

You try to push it away, grabbing a sweater before heading out. Soon after you step outside, your boyfriend shows up. The first thing you notice is that he’s crying.

“Baby,” you immediately run over and pull him into your arms. “What’s going on?”

He doesn’t say anything, burying his head in your neck instead. The longer you hold him, the more scared you get. You guide him to your porch, where both of you sit down on the step.

“y/n,” Byungchan says quietly. “We need to break up.”

“What?” Your voice is barely a whisper.

“Our manager spoke to me today and told me I need to reevaluate my priorities,” his voice sounds like it’s going to break. You wrap your arm around his shoulders and pull him into you again. “Apparently I’m spending too much time with you, and if I want to debut, I need to focus on the team.”

You don’t even know what to say. You just focus on Byungchan being next to you. You can’t imagine what your life would be like without him, although you knew this day would come eventually. You know all these companies have dating bans, you just never thought about how they would apply to you.

“I don’t want to leave you.” That’s when the tears start falling from his eyes again. “I love you so much, y/n.”

“Shh,” you tell him, rubbing his back. “It’s okay.”

The two of you sit in silence for a while, while you run it over in your mind. He’s going to have to leave soon anyway. Even if he wasn’t expected to travel and do shows after his debut, he’d be even more busy and definitely wouldn’t have time to spend with you. That’s what makes your heart break more than anything.

“I don’t want to do it,” he says quietly.

“Don’t want to do what?” He sits up, looking at you. When he notices you’re crying too, he reaches over to wipe the tears out of your eyes. You grab his hands and hold them tightly in your own.

“I don’t know,” he answers honestly. “I just don’t want to lose you.”

“You can’t let this opportunity go to waste,” you say. “The boys need you.”

“You need me too.” You give him a small smile.

“Byungchan.” You look right into his eyes. “I love you.”

“I know.” He rests his forehead against yours. “Why is this so hard?”

“Because it’s important to you,” you tell him. “You’ve wanted to be an idol longer than you’ve wanted me.”

“That’s not true,” he responds, right away.

“Don’t be silly.” You run a hand through his hair. “I always knew you’d have to leave.”

He moves away so he can press a kiss to your forehead. “I can’t break up with you like this. I want to do it properly.”

“Is there a proper way to break up with someone?”

“I just want one last night with you before this is over.”

“I’d like that,” you say quietly.

“I wish I could stay with you right now,” he rests his head on your shoulder. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to fall asleep without you.”

When his voice breaks, you almost sob on the spot. You’ve only seen Byungchan cry a handful of times in the 13 years you’ve known him. He doesn’t like anyone seeing him upset, so seeing him so emotional breaks your heart. Especially knowing it’s because of you.

“It’ll be okay,” you try to reassure him, and yourself. “We’ll make our last night worth it.”

“Okay,” he says, getting up slowly. “I guess I should go back now.” You nod awkwardly as he helps you up.

“I love you.” You give him what’s meant to be a quick kiss, but he kisses you deeper than you expected.

“I love you too,” he whispers back, wrapping his arms around you. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Go on,” you tell him, pulling away after a few seconds. The longer he stays, the more it’ll hurt when he leaves. “Go make me proud.” He smiles at that before kissing you again.

“Goodnight y/n.” He’s trying to act like this is any other night, but you can hear the pain in his voice.

“Goodnight my love.”

You watch as he fades into the distance, making sure he’s completely gone before you make your way back inside to your bed. The first thing you do is take a sleeping pill so you can fall asleep quickly, not having to think about this living nightmare any longer than necessary.

While you’re asleep, dreaming of Byungchan, he texts you.

Byungchan: I’m sorry

Byungchan: I love you

The following weekend, you get the house to yourself. You had completely forgotten about your distant cousin’s wedding. They live about an hour away, so your family decides to stay the weekend there. When you pretend to be sick, they’re concerned, but eventually decide to let you stay home alone. If you’re acting weird, no one notices or calls you out on it. You’re extremely grateful.

When you tell Byungchan, it’s bittersweet. You’ve been dreading your final night together, but you’re also happy you can enjoy this time with him. Neither of you plan anything particularly special, but he says he’ll bring you food.

That Saturday, you spend your time decorating the living room. You wish you had a balcony to make this truly romantic, but you’ll work with what you have. You set up lights and hang up sheets to create a fort of sorts. It doesn’t turn out as pretty as you hoped it would, but you know Byungchan won’t mind.

He shows up at 7:00, like he said he would. When you open the door, you immediately wrap your arms around him. You haven’t seen him at all this past week. It feels insanely weird, but you know it’ll be your reality after today. You may as well get used to it.

“I missed you too, y/n.” You pull away, realizing Byungchan’s carrying some take out boxes. You help him with them, leading him inside to the living room. When you put the boxes down on the coffee table, you realize where they’re from.

“Wait,” you say, turning to him. “Our first date.” He nods, smiling at you.

“I thought it would be nice.”

“It is,” you tell him.

You get nervous while he looks around the room, taking in your mediocre decorations. It’s not like you to be anxious in front of him, but considering the circumstances, you find yourself shaking.

“This is really cute,” he says.

“You think so?” He nods. “Should we eat?”

The two of you sit on the floor inside your fort and dig in. You’re trying to act like normal, like this isn’t the last time you’re going to see him. You shake that thought out of your head while you eat. Byungchan tells you about his week, and the plans for their debut. You nod here and there, genuinely interested. Although it hurts, you can hear the excitement in his voice and you’re extremely happy for him.

After you finish eating and cleaning up, Byungchan pulls you onto the couch with him. You cuddle up to him, noticing that he’s holding you tighter than usual.

“What are you thinking y/n?” He asks quietly.

“I miss you already,” you answer, honestly.

“We’ll find our way back to each other someday.” You shake your head.

“Maybe,” you say. “But I don’t want both of us to let our lives pass us by thinking that. You deserve to be happy, regardless of if I’m there. For all we know, we may never see each other again.”

“Sh,” Byungchan says, kissing you to shut you up. “Don’t say that.”

“I hope you’re right,” you tell him. “I really do.”

He intertwines his fingers in yours, kissing you again. The two of you sit in silence for a little while, while he plays with the ring on your finger.

“I was supposed to marry you,” he says, mostly to himself. “I have the ring and everything.”

“You what?”

“I brought it, if you want to see.” You hesitate. You know you’re going to cry at some point today. Why not now?

“I do.”

You watch as he gets up and crosses the room to where his jacket is. He grabs the box out of the pocket and comes back. When he hands it to you, you shake your head.

“Can we pretend?” You ask quietly. “I just want to know what it would have felt like.”

“Sure,” he responds. You sit up on the couch so you’re facing him properly. “I didn’t have a plan or anything, I was just planning on doing it whenever the moment felt right.”

“That’s sweet.”

When he gets down on one knee, your eyes fill up with tears. You’ve been imagining this for ages, but you never thought it would be like this. Seeing Byungchan like this makes you so incredibly happy, but then you remember it’s not real, and your heart breaks all over again.

“I’m not sure what I would have said either,” he admits, “but I’ve wanted to marry you since we were seven. I didn’t even know what love was, but I fell off my bike and you walked me home, and I thought that maybe that was it.”

You remember that day. Byungchan had scrapes on both of his knees. It was the first time you ever saw him cry, but you didn’t laugh. You just held his hand and walked him back to his house. Then you stayed until he felt better.

“I was right, of course,” you smile as he continues. “It’s almost like there’s some invisible string of fate tying us together. I’ve always known I’m meant to be with you.”

You want to say me too but you know you won’t be getting your happy ending. You keep quiet and wipe the tears out of your eyes.

“y/n, I love you more than anything, and I know I’ll never love anyone else this much.” He opens the box. “If things were different, would you have married me?”

“Without a doubt.” He holds the ring out to you.

“Do you want to wear it?” Now his voice sounds like it’s going to break. You move your promise ring from your left hand to your right hand.

“You do it.” As he slides the ring onto your finger, you try not to cry again.

Once he sits next to you again, you take a look at it.

“This is gorgeous,” you tell him.

“I try my best.” You smirk at that. “I wish it actually meant something.”

“It does.” You give him a quick kiss.

The two of you spend the following hours on the couch. You go back through all your memories of each other, from when you met all the way up until now. There’s lots of laughter, but some tears. Although it hurts, you can’t ignore how lucky you are to have even been with Byungchan in the first place.

Around 2am, you’re both falling asleep. Before you pass out completely, you drag him upstairs to your room with you. You throw your phones on the nightstand and immediately fall into bed. As soon as you’re lying down, Byungchan’s arms are around you again.

You close your eyes, resting your head against his chest. As you breathe him in, you try to memorize everything about this moment. Your biggest fear is forgetting what it feels like to be in his arms.

“y/n,” he whispers. You feel his arms tighten around you. “Tell me not to go.”

“Don’t be silly.”

“I’m not being silly.” You move so you can look at him. As you sit up, he grabs your hands in his. “If you tell me not to do it, I won’t. I’ll tell them I changed my mind.”

“Sh,” you say, running a hand through his hair. “Why on earth would I do that?”

“Because you love me.” You shake your head as he sits up himself.

“I do love you,” you tell him. “That’s why I’m letting you go. It would be selfish and stupid of me to ask you to stay.”

“No it wouldn’t.”

“Byungchan,” you say quietly. “I know you’re scared.”

“Of course I’m scared-”

“Not about losing me,” you cut him off. “About debuting.”

He stays silent for a second, avoiding your eyes.

“Everyone will love you,” you reassure him.

“What if I’m the least popular member of the group?” You hit him. “I’m serious. All the others are much more talented than me.”

“Shut up,” he smiles. “You’ll always be my bias.”

“Good.”

“Who wouldn’t want to bias you?” He kisses your cheek. “In addition to having a lovely voice and great dancing skills, you’re sweet, and funny, and kind, and adorable.”

“Tell me more y/n,” he says, nuzzling his face in your neck. You roll your eyes. “Thanks.”

“You’ll be fine,” you tell him. “The boys will take good care of you. I trust them.”

“Me too.”

“There you go,” you settle back into his arms, laying down again. “It’ll be great. I have faith in all of you.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am,” you tell him. “Now go to sleep.”

“Fine,” he says, laughing. “Goodnight y/n.”

He reaches over to turn the light off, before pulling you closer. Once you’re comfortable, resting against his chest, you close your eyes.

“Goodnight Byungchan.”

When you wake up the following morning, Byungchan is still fast asleep. You stay in his arms as long as you possibly can. You can’t believe this is the last time you’ll see him for who knows how long, maybe ever. The longer you can make it last, the better.

You’re falling asleep again when his ringtone starts playing from the nightstand. Both of you jump up, shocked by the noise.

“Sorry,” he says to you, sitting up in bed. You sit up as well, staying close to him. You rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes again.

“Hello,” he says into the phone. You’ve never met any of his managers, but you can tell it’s one of them. “What time do you need me there?”

While he talks, he takes your hand in his. You think back to your middle of the night conversation. Begging him to stay doesn’t seem like a terrible option right now. You don’t know what you’ll do once he’s gone and you have to return to your empty bed.

He’s on the phone for quite a while. You try to tune his voice out, hoping he doesn’t have to leave just yet. When he hangs up, he squeezes your hand.

“y/n, I’m sorry.”

“You have to go.” It’s not a question. You can just tell.

“Yeah.”

“I mean you were going to eventually.” You say, trying to act like it doesn’t bother you. “Come on,” you tell him, getting out of bed.

Neither of you speak as you get up. Byungchan grabs all his things from around your room, stopping to look at every picture you have of both of you. The entire history of your relationship is scattered around your walls. He picks up the photo of the two of you the day you bought your promise rings.

“You should put this in your wallet.”

“What?” You ask, pulling on a clean shirt. It’s one of his, of course.

“That’s where I keep mine.” You walk over and take it from him.

“I will.” He smiles at you, and it almost breaks your heart. You poke his dimple, trying not to think about how that’s probably the last time you’ll get to do it.

“Good.”

Within minutes, he’s got all his things and the two of you are standing at your front door. You’ve already told him you won’t walk him to his dorm. Both of you agreed it would be best for him to say bye here.

“y/n,” he says as the two of you stand in the doorway. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Me neither,” you tell him. “Good luck? Not that you need it.”

“Thanks.” Both of you are extremely awkward. “Are you still sure you don’t want me to stay?”

You nod slowly. “Go live out your dreams. You’re going to be amazing.”

“I hope you get to do the same thing,” he says. “I just want you to be happy, y/n.”

“I will be,” you reassure him. “Not any time soon, but one day. And so will you.”

“Yeah.” He pulls you into his arms. You hug him back, tighter than you ever have before. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hold onto each other for as long as possible. When you finally pull away, he gives you a kiss. Your last one.

“Go,” you whisper, when he doesn’t move away. “The longer you stay, the harder it’s going to be.”

“You’re right.” The second his arms aren’t around you anymore, you feel cold. “I guess I should.”

“Good luck,” you say, as he steps outside. You follow him, standing on your porch. The same one where he picked you up on your first date. The same one where he told you he was breaking up with you. And now it’s the one where you’ll say your final goodbyes.

“You already said that.”

“I love you.” He smiles.

“You already said that too.”

“Sorry,” you say, trying not to cry as you say your next words. “Goodbye Byungchan.”

“Bye y/n.” He leans and kisses your cheek before turning away. He’s fighting back tears as well.

You watch as he walks down your street, further and further away from you. You keep hoping he’s going to turn around and run back, but you know that would make this harder.

As his figure becomes smaller and smaller, your heart breaks even more.

When he turns the corner, you know he’s really gone. You can’t help but fall to your knees as your emotions overtake you. You have no idea how long you stay there, sobbing on your front porch.

Eventually you find the strength to stand and go back into your house. Once you’re in your room, you pick up the picture from the photo booth again. The two of you look so happy. That version of you could have never predicted this is how your love would end.

You consider putting it in your wallet, like you said you would, but you know that would just break you every time you saw it. You put it in your drawer, so it’s completely out of sight. You’ll have to do the same with all your other pictures, but you can’t find it in you right now.

As you close the drawer, you remember the engagement ring on your finger. You pull it off, throwing it in as well. Then you slam the drawer shut so hard, you jump. You don’t care, you just don’t want to see that ring again.

===

The third time you hear Byungchan talk about marriage is years later, while you’re out having dinner with your friends.

You haven’t spoken to him since the day he left. A month later, you left your hometown and never looked back. You couldn’t stand walking past the places you used to go together and remembering all the moments you shared. When the opportunity to leave came up, you took it right away.

Now, five years later, you’re someone completely different. You’re 23, in a new city, where no one you know is aware of your past with Byungchan. You’re just somebody who moved here for university and decided to stick around afterwards. Some of your friends are Victon fans, but whenever they talk about them, you smile and say their music isn’t really your thing.

All of you decide to go out on a Friday night, just for the hell of it. You’re sitting in the booth at the back of the restaurant when one of your friends notices the TV in the corner.

“Look,” she says, “it’s that band you like.” All of your heads look up.

“Oh my god, Hanse looks so good!” One of your other friends says. You roll your eyes, pretending you don’t care. But when you catch a glimpse of Byungchan, you can’t ignore the longing in your chest. You do miss him from time to time. More often than you’d like to admit. Especially when he smiles like that. You remember when you used to be the reason for that look on his face.

“Turn it up please,” someone says to the bartender. Once the volume’s loud enough, all of you go quiet.

You haven’t been keeping up with the group recently. You know they had a comeback recently, as your friend had spoken about it a few weeks ago. It only makes sense they would be doing interviews as a part of their promotions.

“I’m sure you get this question a lot,” the interviewer says. “But if you weren’t idols, what do you think you’d be doing?”

You listen as they go down the line, trying to guess what Byungchan’s answer will be. For as long as you can remember, he wanted to be an idol. You’re sure he mentioned something else when the two of you were young, but it doesn’t come to mind now.

“And you, Byungchan?” You flinch at the mention of his name, trying to focus on something else. You take the promise ring off your finger and start fiddling with that to distract yourself, but then you remember where it’s from.

“I was actually dating someone before we debuted,” you hear him say. That makes you freeze. “If I weren’t an idol, I think we’d be married by now.”

“That’s so cute!” One of your friends says, but you ignore them, keeping your eyes glued to the screen. “Bless his heart.”

“Do you keep in touch?” The interviewer asks. Byungchan shakes his head. That’s when you notice him twirling the ring on his own finger. You’re shocked he still wears it after all this time.

“We haven’t spoken in years.” He shrugs it off and smiles though. “I’m sure we’re both living out our dreams. They just didn’t happen to include each other.” To anyone else, it would seem like he’s just speaking normally, but you notice the minor shakiness in his voice. Thankfully, Subin’s next to answer and quickly shifts the attention to himself.

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard,” your other friend says.

“I hope they find their way back to each other someday,” another one replies. You stare at the table in front of you. “Did you notice that ring on his finger? I wonder if they had matching ones.”

At that exact moment, your own slips out of your hand and onto the floor. Someone reaches down and grabs it for you. Before he hands it over, he hesitates.

“Hey, your ring kind of looks like his, y/n.” You smile awkwardly, taking it back. “Are you sure you aren’t his long lost lover?”

“Tons of people have silver rings like this,” you say, trying to keep your cool. “You should get one too.”

Another friend suggests all of you get matching ones, which makes everyone laugh. Soon after, your food arrives.

You pray no one notices how quiet you are for the rest of the night.

===

The wedding invitation arrives on a Thursday. You’re grabbing the mail from your mailbox when you notice a slightly bigger envelope. When you pull it out, you’re confused. There’s no return address on it, but it’s definitely addressed to you.

Once it’s opened, you see it’s from a high school friend back home. The two of you have kept in touch since you left, but you wouldn’t consider yourself to be close friends. She messages you sometimes, just to check in, but you haven’t seen each other in person in years. You’re surprised she thought to invite you. She must have gotten your address from your family.

At first, you don’t want to go. The only time you go home is during the holidays, otherwise you avoid it at all costs. Your family does miss you, but they understand you have a life of your own now. You’d hate to admit the memories of Byungchan still haunt you. They’re the main reason you still hate going back.

However, your friend calls you the following week, specifically asking you to attend the wedding. She thinks it would be nice for everyone to see each other again. You can’t argue with that. She was always a good friend to you, helping you with homework whenever needed. She was also one of the very few people you spent time with outside of school. It’s impossible to say no, so by the end of your phone call, you agree.

You book a train ticket right after. You decide to go the day before the wedding, then you’ll spend three days in your childhood home, and take the train back on Monday.

On your train ride over, you stay on your laptop the whole time, focusing on your work. In the past few days leading up to your trip, you’ve noticed yourself growing jealous. The thought of going home, and seeing the places you used to go with Byungchan, has been painful enough. But then you think of the wedding and the engagement ring that’s still in your desk and it hurts even more. It was supposed to be you and Byungchan getting married, not someone else.

When you get home, your family is elated to see you. You put your things away and spend the evening with them, catching up on all you’ve missed since your last phone call. When you go to bed, you’re too exhausted to think of anything else and fall asleep right away.

The following day, you spend the morning getting ready for the wedding. You haven’t seen your school mates in years, you have to make an effort to look great. The entire point of you moving away was to become someone new and improved. You need to make that evident to your former peers as well.

You leave your house at the last possible minute, not wanting to arrive any earlier than necessary. The last thing you want is to have to make awkward small talk with people you have nothing in common with anymore.

When you arrive at the venue, you take a seat in the back, trying not to be seen. It’s times like these when you regret cutting ties with everyone in your hometown. It would be great to have somebody to sit with and talk to right now, but you sit awkwardly instead, focusing on the ceremony pamphlet in front of you.

Although there is the small hint of jealousy in the back of your mind, you can’t deny it’s a beautiful wedding. You vaguely remember the groom from high school. He’s a few years older than you, and he and your friend started dating once you had graduated, so you never spent much time with him. He seems nice though.

When it’s time for the reception, you choose a seat in the back again. You wish you could get something from the bar, but you’ll be driving. You sit and distract yourself with your phone instead, texting your friends back home.

After a while, you decide it might be a good idea to be sociable. You glance around the room, trying to see if there’s anyone you know. That’s when you spot a familiar face on the other side of the room.

You have to be hallucinating. There’s no way Byungchan is here. He’s got more important things to do. He’s an idol, he can’t be coming to some random classmate’s wedding. Sure, he was close with the bride as well, but not close enough to attend something like this.

You shake the idea out of your head, refusing to look in that direction again. You need air. There’s a balcony overlooking the garden where you’re all gathered. You grab your things and head there as quickly as your feet can take you.

Once you’re up there, you lean against the railing, trying to calm yourself down. You’re wrong. It’s definitely not him. There’s no way.

You don’t know why it makes you feel so anxious. Even if it is him, what’s the worst that could happen? Your mind starts to run through all the possibilities. What if he’s dating someone else? What if he’s going to marry someone else? You feel like crying.

As you try to take deep breaths, you can hear footsteps behind you. You ignore it, figuring it’s someone random looking for the bathroom or something.

“y/n, is that you?”

You spin around so fast, it almost makes you dizzy. When you see Byungchan standing in front of you, you’re at a loss for words.

“Are you okay?” He asks, rushing to your side. “You look kind of frazzled.”

“I’m fine.” You shake your head. “I’m just surprised to see you.”

“Is that a happy surprised or…?” He looks scared too.

“I’m not sure yet,” you admit. He smiles at that.

“Should I get you some water or something?” Byungchan moves to head downstairs again, but you grab his arm before he can. The contact makes both of you freeze for a second.

“I’m okay.” You quickly drop your hand. “Thanks though.”

You have no idea what to say to him. Although you hoped you would see him again, you never thought it would actually happen.

“Are you having fun?” Byungchan asks suddenly. You look over at him. He’s just as lost as you are. That’s reassuring.

“Not really,” you tell him. “I haven’t spoken to any of these people in years.”

“Me neither.”

“I know that,” you say jokingly. He smiles, which makes you feel much more at ease. It’s awkward for both of you, but you’ve known each other for almost 2 decades. You shouldn’t be so concerned about what he thinks.

You ask him if he went to the ceremony. He says no, he only got here this morning. You want to ask why he bothered coming in the first place, but something holds you back. The two of you talk about how pretty the reception is and how they planned it really well.

“I wanted a photobooth at my wedding too,” you say without thinking. Byungchan glares at you.

“You got married?” You shake your head quickly.

“No, no,” you reassure him. “I wanted to get married but…” You hesitate. “I don’t anymore.”

He stays silent, realizing what you mean. You wonder if it’s been the same for him. Over the years, you’ve thought about dating again, but you could never bring yourself to do it. You never wanted to be the kind of person who’s hung up on their ex for years after, but you just can’t move on from Byungchan. Your heart won’t let you.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, he decides to break the tension.

“Have you been keeping up with our new comeback?”

“I saw the music video,” you say, deciding to wind him up. “Seungsik’s looking nice these days. You know he’s my bias, right?” Byungchan smirks. The fact that you can still make him smile makes you insanely happy.

“No, he’s not.” He moves closer to you, so both of you are looking out at the party below.

“Shut up.” You bump your shoulder against his.

“Really though,” Byungchan breaks your thoughts. “What did you think of the album?”

“I didn’t listen to it,” you answer honestly. “Not even the title track.”

“What?” He looks shocked. You shake your head.

“I haven’t listened to any of your music since your debut.” You avoid his eyes.

“Why not?” He sounds upset.

“It still hurts,” you say quietly, glancing over at him. Byungchan looks away.

“If it makes you feel any better,” he replies after a few seconds, “it hurts for me too.”

Your heart almost jumps out of its chest. When you saw him wearing his ring on television, you suspected he still thought of you. You didn’t think he would admit it.

“Really?” He nods.

“That’s mainly why I came today, because I wanted to see you again.”

“What if I wasn’t here?” You ask.

“I know you’re close,” he gestures towards the bride, who’s dancing with her husband. “You wouldn’t miss this.”

“You’re right.”

“I know you better than anyone, y/n.”

“I missed you.” You say it without even thinking. Byungchan smiles at you.

“I missed you too.” You feel a rush of affection for him. The two of you stand there in silence for a second, watching the crowd below. There’s a couple you remember from high school, sitting at a table off to the side laughing together.

“That should’ve been us,” you say, mostly to yourself.

“It still could be us.”

“Choi Byungchan,” you turn to face him. “Are you asking me out?”

“Yes.” He doesn’t hesitate. “You’re not dating anyone, are you? I’m sorry if you are-”

“I’m not,” you reassure him.

“Good.” That makes you both blush.

“Don’t you have promotions to do? Surely the team needs you back quickly.”

He shakes his head. “I’m still home for a few days. I told them I wanted to spend some time with my family.”

“That’ll be nice for you,” you say. “I hope they’re all doing well.”

“I’ll tell my mum you say hi.” That makes you smile. She was always extremely kind to you whenever you were over, going the extra mile to make you feel like it was your home too. When you told her that wasn’t necessary, she would scold you, saying she was going to be your mother-in-law one day.

“When are you taking me on a date then?” You ask. Byungchan’s face lights up.

“Whenever you want.” You want to say right now, but you figure that’s ridiculous.

“Tomorrow?” He nods. “Afternoon?”

“Mum might want to do something, but when I tell her I have plans with you, I’m sure she won’t mind.” You smile at that. “I’ll text you once I know what’s going on.”

“You’d need my number for that.” He grabs his phone out of his pocket, handing it over.

“Go on then,” he says. It’s still locked. You don’t even think twice, using his password from high school. As soon as you type in your birthday, his home screen pops up.

“You still-”

“Yeah,” he whispers. You want to kiss him right then, but you shake it out of your head. That would be incredibly dumb.

You find his contacts and scroll through, wondering if he still has you saved. If his password is your birthday, surely he hasn’t deleted you. When you find your name, there’s still a red heart next to it.

“You’re joking,” you say as you press edit and type in your new number. “You’re ridiculous, Byungchan.”

“Why are you blushing y/n?”

“I’m not.” You hand his phone back.

“Let me see my name in your phone then.” You shake your head. There isn’t a heart next to his name anymore, but your password is his birthday too. You never bothered changing it.

“I deleted your contact card,” you lie. He ignores you, unlocking his phone to send you a text. When your phone vibrates, he smiles.

“Now you can make a new one.”

The two of you stay on the balcony a little longer. You catch him up on what all of your classmates have been doing. Although you haven’t spoken to any of them recently, you follow them on social media. You’ve been keeping up with who’s married and who’s had kids. He finds it crazy that a lot of your classmates are already parents.

Soon after, Byungchan has to leave. It’s getting quite late, so you decide to go as well. Both of you quickly say bye to the bride and groom before heading out. Once you’re in the parking lot, you turn to face each other.

“Do you need a ride home?” You shake your head.

“Do you?”

“I brought the car.”

“You haven’t been drinking, have you?” You ask quickly. “I didn’t see you with anything, but I just want to make sure.”

“All I drank was water, don’t worry.” He smiles at you.

“Okay, good. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I won’t,” he tells you. “Especially not before our date.” You roll your eyes at that.

The two of you stand there awkwardly for a second. You aren’t sure if you should hug him, or just say bye and head to your car. You wait for him to make the first move, but he looks just as conflicted as you do.

“Alright, bye y/n,” Byungchan says, finally.

“Bye.” You decide to bite the bullet and pull him in for a hug.

He seems a bit startled at first, but when you wrap your arms around his neck, he holds you tight. He smells just as good as you remember. You can’t believe you haven’t held him like this in 5 years.

“I missed you so much, y/n.” His voice is so quiet, you barely hear him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” You say as you pull away. He nods, his arms lingering around your waist for a second longer.

“Good night.” Byungchan grabs his car keys from his jacket before heading towards his car.

As you watch him leave, you realize you haven’t felt this happy in a long time.

===

You feel like a teenager again. You spent the entire night fretting over what to wear and what to do on your date. Byungchan might have something in mind, but because you decided so last minute, you want to have a back up plan yourself. You’re sure whatever you do will be great, because you’ll be with him again, finally.

He says he’ll be over at 2:00, so you sit by the window at 1:45, waiting for him to walk up your driveway. When you see him, you run away quickly, hoping he didn’t see you watching. You want to open the door, but you don’t want to seem so desperate. You wait for him to ring the doorbell, then wait a full minute before answering.

“y/n-”

You don’t even let him finish, throwing yourself into his arms again. You hug him tighter than you did yesterday. Byungchan doesn’t seem to mind, holding you close.

“You good?” He asks, once you pull away. You nod, quickly locking the door behind you.

“Where are we going?”

You wind up at your favourite bakery. It’s the same place you had cake the day Byungchan became a trainee. He orders the same thing you had back then. As you sit in the corner, he tells you what his life’s been like since he left. It doesn’t hurt as much as you thought it would.

You ask about all the members, which Byungchan finds surprising. He didn’t expect you to remember so much about them. He says they’ll be happy to hear from you. You don’t know how to feel about that, but it makes you smile.

When you’re finished there, the two of you wander around for a while. You’ve both decided to avoid crowded places like the mall. Lots of people know this is his hometown, and you don’t want him to get swarmed by fans. You do run into a few on the street.

Byungchan stops to say hello and take pictures. You hang back, not sure if he wants to be seen with you. Rumours might spread, and you don’t want to get him into any trouble.

You watch from a distance as he talks to them, asking how long they’ve been Victon fans. It turns out they’re students. They go to the same high school both of you did. Byungchan’s so excited when he learns this. His smile’s bright to begin with, but he lights up even more when they tell him.

After about 15 minutes, they say goodbye. They wish him good luck with the comeback and he wishes them good luck with school. As they walk away, he rushes back to you.

“Sorry about that,” he says. You shake your head, smiling.

“Don’t be sorry,” you tell him. “You just made their day.”

You glance behind you, where you see the group all on their phones. They’re probably sending their friends the photos. You know you’d do the same if you’d met an idol as a teenager. One of them looks up and sees you watching.

“Let’s go.” Byungchan snaps you out of your thoughts, taking your hand in his. It catches you off guard, but you don’t mind.

You spend the next few hours wandering around, hand in hand. The two of you reminisce about your relationship, talking about a lot of your past dates. It’s nice to know he remembers everything as vividly as you do. In fact, he remembers some things you forgot.

Eventually, you wind up at the park near your old elementary school, where Byungchan asked you to go out with him, 13 years ago. That’s probably why you were both drawn here.

You sit on the grass, laying your jackets underneath you. There was a convenience store a block back, so you grabbed some snacks. It’s about dinner time now. You assumed Byungchan would want to go back to eat with his parents, but he hasn’t said anything about going home. You aren’t going to, you’re having too much fun with him.

“I missed this place,” he says, in between sips of his drink.

“Me too,” you reply. “There’s a lot of places I haven’t been back to because I didn’t want to go without you.”

“What do you mean?” He takes your garbage, tossing it into the bin a few metres away. He misses, which makes you laugh. You get up and throw it away for him.

“I’ll pretend that didn’t happen, don’t worry.” He smiles. “You’re everywhere I look here, that’s why I had to leave.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” you admit. “I just couldn’t stand the thought of being here without you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” You ask. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I know, but still. I feel like there’s more I could’ve done.”

You take his hands in yours, moving closer.

“You’re here now,” you say. “I didn’t expect that, but I’m extremely grateful for it.”

“Good,” he responds. “Me too.”

“What do we do?” You know he can’t stay. It’s just going to be a repeat of last time.

“I don’t want to give up on you again.” He looks right into your eyes. “I let you go once, I can’t let it happen again.”

Your heart swells. You’ve been waiting so long to hear him say those words. You can’t believe it’s actually happening right now.

“But-”

“I don’t care,” he cuts you off. “I’m sure we can make it work somehow. We were young before, we didn’t know what we were doing.”

“That’s true.”

“We’re more sure of ourselves now,” Byungchan squeezes your hands. “I want to try again.”

“Me too,” you tell him, smiling. “You were right.”

“About what?”

“You said there was some invisible string of fate tying us together. I didn’t believe you back then.”

“But now you do?” You nod.

“Maybe we are meant to be together, after all.” He laughs at that.

“Of course we are.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He leans in, giving you a kiss. You’ve never felt so loved or happy in your life. When he left, you didn’t think you would ever see him again, but here he is in front of you.

When he pulls away, you can’t get the smile off your face. The boy you’ve loved your entire life is back. And he still loves you too. You don’t know how you got so lucky.

“So, y/n,” Byungchan says. “My soulmate, the love of my life-” You smirk. “Can we try again?”

“Yes.” You reply right away. He kisses you again. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Why are you so cheesy?” You smack him.

“Shut up.”

“I love you too, y/n.”

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Win my Heart

➵ Victon: Byungchan x fem. reader / drabble, boyfriend AU / fluff

➵ warnings: none

➵ word count: 348

“Hey, wait, NO!”, you yell, almost stumbling over your own feet when your boyfriend playfully pushes you, “That’s cheating!” Byungchan laughs at your incredulous tone, simply continuing to play the game. You hurry back onto dancing platform, trying to catch up to his points, but in the end he manages to score almost 50 more, clapping his hands in celebration. You huff, crossing both arms over your chest, and shake your head in disbelief.

Byungchan giggles at your stormy expression, showing off both dimples, and wraps his arms around your smaller frame, beginning to pepper kisses all over your face. You squeal and playfully smack his chest, trying to wrench yourself out of his arms but failing. “Stop it!”, you finally yell and he draws back a bit, giving you a cheeky smile. “Only if you say that I’m the rightful winner!”, he replies and you shake your head, huffing. “Never!”

“Well, then I guess I’ll just have to continue with this.”, Byungchan says and sighs, eyes sparkling mischievously. He wraps his arms even tighter around you, continuing to kiss every part of your face he can reach. You struggle against his hold, contemplating if you should stomp on his feet, but finally deciding against it. You simply stop to defend yourself, sagging against Byungchan’s chest. Your boyfriend pulls back again and lifts both eyebrows, a silent demand.

You shoot him a playful glare, before sighing deeply.

“Fine, you’re the rightful winner.”, you mumble in defeat and he finally lets go of you just to perform a little victory dance. A smile tugs at your lips and you shake your head at his childish behavior. “But only of my heart.”, you finally continue, making him stop dead in his tracks and look at you in mock offense, “Because in every other game, you’re nothing but a dirty cheater.”

He grins at your dramatic speech and pulls you close again, kissing you sweetly. “Well, love is the only game that matters anyway.”, he answers and you pull a face at his cheesiness, making you both dissolve into loud laughter.

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In The Rain - Byungchan

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You had noticed the storm clouds overhead when you decided to visit your boyfriend. You had been planning to surprise him and possibly stay at his place to leave in the morning. You had not been expecting to see him cheating, you did not expect to be caught in a downpour without an umbrella. Nothing today seems to be on your side, you had expected to be able to relieve your stresses from the day by speaking with your boyfriend; instead, you caught him cheating on you with an employee he claimed to despise.

Suddenly the rain stops beating into your body, you turn up towards the sky only to see a dark-colored umbrella over your head.

“You’re going to get sick,” an unfamiliar voice says, “where are you heading, I’ll at least walk you to where you can get your own,” he concludes.

“I’m going,” you trail off, “I don’t know,” you mumble under your breath.

You are unsure of where to go. After catching your boyfriend cheating your mind is a mess, your apartment does not seem the best place to go. You have nowhere else to go, though.

“Do you want to forget about it?” He asks, he steps closer to you, “you seem like you’re going through a hard time, do you want to forget about it?” He repeats.

You nod, you have never met him before, but you feel that you can trust him. He has a soft look in his eyes, his lips upturned in a small smile that shows no hint of pity. His smile is small but still, reveals the hint of dimples on his cheeks.

“How?” You decide to challenge.

He shrugs and starts walking, you following beside him: “My name’s Byungchan.”

“I’m Y’N,” you say softly, “are you going to ask what happened?” You hesitate.

“If you want me to know you’ll tell me, let’s go here.” Byungchan gestures to a small restaurant, “I’ve been before,” he explains.

(I have to take my links off again, sorry)

[minheeology]

victon reaction ➳ s/o gives them the silent treatment

requested? : yes!

pairing : victon x gn!reader

a/n : i'm back to writing after a long time...! i haven't written anything in a while so i'm sorry if this is a bit trash. to the anon who requested this a while ago, i'm so sorry for the wait, but i hope you can still enjoy this!

seungwoo

seungwoo was understanding to say the least. even if he didn't know the reason you were giving him the silent treatment, he wouldn't bother you about it. he knows that you'll tell him everything when you're ready. to be honest, even if he did know why you were giving him the silent treatment, he would do something similar. (if it was a serious situation though, he would make sure you were okay no matter what)

seungsik

he handles this maturely. he will simply tell you to talk to him when you want to. of course he hates not talking to you, but if you're going through something, he doesn't want to upset you more. if he's the cause of all of this, he might be a little more pushy, asking you to just talk to him so he can apologize for whatever it was that he did.

sejun

oh boy... he really just wants you to talk to him. he can't handle not hearing your voice, and he'll be sure to let you know that. he'll keep asking "will you please talk to me now, y/n?", and frown when you just shake your head. he'll probably try to make you laugh, since your laugh is just as amazing as your voice. if he upset you and was the reason for all of this happening, he will apologize profusely, even if you never reply to anything he says.

hanse

i see him getting a little angry tbh. i think he would find it unfair that you won't tell him what's wrong, and it'll frustrate him because he just wants to make everything okay. if it's his fault, then he's mad at himself, and ultimately will try not to bother you unless you want him to. he might even give you the silent treatment right back.

byungchan

he's sassy, so be ready. if you're giving him the silent treatment, he might do it right back out of spite (in a joking way). he wants you to know how it feels to not hear your beautiful s/o's voice. if he is the one who caused you to stop talking to him, then he will continuously tell you how sorry he is, even if you're not accepting his apology verbally. he hopes that deep down you're forgiving him for whatever he did.

subin

he's pretty lost tbh. he wants you to talk to him! why won't you talk to him? was it something he did? did something happen? no matter how badly he wants you to talk to him though, he understands that sometimes you need your space and will give it to you. if he did something to cause this though, he might try and get you to open up to him every hour or so.

[fluffytsukino1009]

VICTON when you clean up their makeup

Summary: VICTON members reaction to their s/o cleaning up their makeup after they had an exhausting day. (REQUEST)

Warning: I think none, but let me know if I'm wrong.

A/N: Had to start with this because arghvjonhvtah. Also, Byungchan my baby, oh my god

Masterlist

Seungwoo

It's was 02:34 a.m. and you woke up with the need of going to the bathroom, it was until you came back to bed that realised Seungwoo wasn't home yet, he leave before dawn to film a mv and when you saw him on set that night he asked you to go home by yourself since the filming may continue until midnight. You waited for almost half hour, and then he finally cross the door "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry" "I was already up" He sat in bed and took off his shirt, you immediately rush to the bathroom to bring his skin care products "Let me do it" You said when he tried to take off the cotton pad from you, he hold your waist the whole time until you were done, then pull you closer and kiss you gently "You're so good to me. I love you, baby"

Seungsik

You were getting ready for bed when found him at the changing room, sitting with eyes closed and a face towel on his hand. You giggle a little before walking in and take off the towel from his hands, he wakes up with a jump "Want some help with that?" You said still laughing of his reactions, didn't even give him time to answer "Just one more week and this comeback is over" He said with sleepy voice and you nodded. Tried to be as careful possible with his skin so you didn't mess with his rest. "I don't mind to help you when you're tired, but I don't like you overwork yourself like this" Kissed your forehead gently and waited for you to finish cleaning his face "Thank you so much, jagui"

Chan

It's been a long day filming a mv but he still made it to have dinner with you, haven't seen each other much lately so didn't wanted to skip the chance of having a nice dinner with you. For almost an hour he tried hard to stay awake but honestly, wasn't even in the mood for eating so you insisted in going to bed early. You were washing dishes when heard him calling your name from the bedroom "Could you...? Please" he gave you the face towel, his makeup was halfway gone already "I'm too sleepy for this" "It's ok" You felt your heart warm, he spoiled you so bad all the time, it was nice he let you take care of him this time.

Sejun

You stare at him sitting in the bed with the toothbrush still in his mouth "It's been a long day, right?" "But I think the photoshoot is looking great" You follow him to the bathroom and put the micellar water in the cotton pad while he washed his teeths, he turned to you and smile knowing what you were planning to do, so you felt free to hold his chin and start wiping off the makeup. "Honestly, I like you better without makeup" You joked but he hardly laugh, too tired to continue with your habitual game of who is most beautiful and how "There it is, ready to go bed" Still took a minute to kiss you and say "I'm so lucky to have you".

Hanse

That night, when you came home, he was already sleeping in the couch, you went to the bathroom to brush your teeths and clean your makeup and only then remember seeing his face full of makeup, didn't think about it twice. Tried your best to clean his makeup and still let him sleep, fight the eyeshadow for a while and right when you were about to finish he woke up "What are you doing" He mumble, or at least that's what you understood amid his sleepy voice "Taking you to bed, love" For a moment you felt proud of being capable to finish your duty before disturbing his dream "And you needed to scratch my whole face for that?" You blushed not sure what to say "Just kidding, I know. You didn't have to. Thank you so much" He kissed both of your cheeks and made his way to the bedroom feeling madly in love with you and your kindness.

Byungchan

He had been quite for a few days so you already know something wrong was happening when he came home that night and didn't make it to bed. "What are you doing here, beauty?" You asked but he didn't answer, just breathe deep with his head resting in the couch and close eyes. "You're not coming to bed?" "I can't" He whispered, eyes still close. You processed the information before going for his pajamas and skincare products. When you started cleaning the make up his whole body shiver, as if you haven't done it many times before. "Here, put on your pj, and go to bed" you left the clothes in his lap since he didn't wanted to take it "I can't" He said one more time and you spot a tear falling from his still closed eyes "I know, your ankle hurt. I'll bring you a pill" Finally he opened his eyes and stare at you with endless love and devotion, tears falling wildly "You'll be fine, Byungchannie. Don't worry"

Subin

He called you to cancel your plans for dinner, he was exhausted and just wanted to take a shower and cuddle you until you both fell asleep. You get the tub ready right before he got home, usually give him some time alone to relax but after heard him groan a couple times decided to enter watch everything was alright "I forgot to take off the makeup" You took his products and sat in the edge of the tub "It's ok, I'll do it" He said trying to take the water from your hands "No, you're going to relax and I'll clean your face" Obviously he was too tired to fight you, so just let you go on your way and wipe off his makeup."I like it, you're soft" A smile show off in his face, not a wide smile but one of those cute small ones that come up without consent. "I can do it more often if you allow me to".

[ddaehyeon]

and when you find love: victon realizing they have fallen in love.

— requested ✧ ot7 | victon masterlist

♡ han seungwoo

desire to hold you close to him; wants to either hold your hand or cuddle with you. sometimes, he’d just settle with sitting next to you.

♡ kang seungsik

your favorites are becoming his; questions himself when did he begin liking things he’d usually not favor, why are your interests becoming a part of him, affecting him in a way that even his taste is shifting.

♡ heo chan

finds himself staring at you; a subconscious act, his friends would ask him why he would end up looking at you. though he’d deny it, the query going down on him. why do i keep on looking at them?

♡ lim sejun

doing the silliest thing just to make you happy; whatever it is that grants a laugh from you he’d do. sejun had directed new goals: to cheer you up whenever you’re down, make a smile appear on your lips, and hear your laughter.

♡ do hanse

mirroring your actions; the same gestures you’d usually do had affected him in a way that he’d find himself doing the same. when the two of you are talking, if you pick up an item on the table, he’d be also doing the same.

♡ choi byungchan

everything reminds him of you; slowly plaguing his mind. when he sees something, he’d initially be reminded of you may it be shared memory or it is just something you mentioned days ago.

♡ jung subin

dropping things to give you his time; quick to put down the things he’s doing just to become readily available— something he doesn’t usually do. a message coming from you? he’d put down the game he’s playing just to reply. wanting to hang out? he’d be there as soon.

[lushta1es0nm3]

Victon:

When your ex tries to get back with you (kinky version)

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

You looked at your phone after receiving a notification from Snapchat. You only used the app for its filters, you never posted on it because what was point of that when you can just put it on Instagram? An ex that couldn’t seem to take a hint messaged inboxed you on snap. You replied that you were in a relationship and this guy took that as an opportunity to flirt when you legit told him off.

Throwing your phone down on the couch you stood up with a sigh “I’m gonna go get pizza you want some baby?” You announced to Seungwoo, he was in the bathroom cleaning makeup off his face, but he answered with a cute little “yes please.” You grabbed your purse and keys left, forgetting to grab your phone. You realized it when you stopped to get something to drink, so you grabbed whatever soda you remembered him liking and headed back home.

“Hey,” you announced walking into your apartment, “I forgot my phone,” you went about explaining as you placed everything down in the kitchen, “but I picked up some soda and snacks on the way back……” your words trailed off when you turned round and looked at Seungwoo standing on the kitchen doorway. He wasn’t saying anything. He was just staring at you and the look in his fox-like eyes said you were in trouble.

You stared at back at him and then your eyes followed his hand movements as he held up his right hand showing you your phone screen with a message displayed on it:

“We were amazing together, the sex was good and the love was real. I can still treat you like a queen, no more of the childish nonsense. I really do miss you. Ditch him and come hangout with me, I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Babe,” he started slowly, “who is this?” He asked as he started walking towards you.

“An ex from years ago,” you quickly blurted out the truth, “he’s been bugging me for a week, all because of one picture I posted on accident,” he kept walking and you began backing up until you reached the counter, “I’ve told over and over again that I don’t even like him even in the slightest way,” Seungwoo had you caged in now, his tall figure looming over you, “I even told him I had a whole hot ass, fine ass boyfriend,” he smirked down at you and you fell silent.

Shit, you thought, I fucked up, I should’ve just blocked his ass.

“I read all the messages,” Seungwoo stated, making you look away from him, “does he really think he can beat me up and take you from me?” He giggled, “and he called me little. I’m not little.” You did your best to not look at him but whichever way your head turned he followed.

It was quiet for only a few seconds, making your knees feel weak. Ah shit, I’m in some deep shit, was all you could think. You didn’t even realize that he, Seungwoo, had taken off his shirt or the fact that he had turned on your Snapchat camera. He gently pulled you into a kiss and just as you felt his tongue in your mouth, you heard the shutter sound from your phone. You pulled away from him and reached for your phone, but he had other plans. Him being taller than you he held your phone up in the air and you watched as he sent the picture to your ex.

You sighed and before you could say anything about anything, Seungwoo had left you up onto the countertop and ripped your shirt off. The normally gentle Seungwoo had become someone else, “what the he-” your words failed and a moan escaped your lips when he placed an open mouth kiss onto the base of your neck.

Your head fell back and he smirked against your skin, he had you open. He knew your weak spot and you never thought he’d ever use it like this. You mumbled his name and let out a sharp breath, he was placing a huge passion mark on the spot. He suckled on the spot, all the while taking pictures of how open you were to him and how you belonged to him. He let go of the spot, his hot breath fanning your neck and just when you thought he would stop, he picked another spot and went to town.

Just this alone could make you orgasm. You were so wet and needy now, your arms went around his waist instinctively, trying to pull him closer. He was now doing a damn good job of placing yet another huge hickey below your collarbone. Shit, that was it, your legs went around him bringing him even closer to your needy core. You felt him smirk and pull away, he looked down at you, he had a glint in his eyes you’d never seen before.

Seungwoo grabbed your chin and turned your face towards the camera, he timed it just right. Just as he started marking up the other side of your neck, he took another picture of how needy and fucked up you were, “Seun-” you couldn’t get his name out, you yelped, he had taken a bite of your neck. It was the last straw for you because you creamed all over yourself. And trust me, he knew it, he licked and sucked at the spot a little more before pulling away completely.

You stayed on the countertop, and watched as he leaned against it beside you. You could only stare at him, unable to fully fathom the fact that he made you cream from just hickies. Son of a frappe, you thought looking at Seungwoo, who was busy typing away on your phone.

“That was hot.” You remarked after a few seconds had passed. It was the only thing you could think to say. Seungwoo looked at you and smirked, with one eyebrow raised, knowing exactly what he had done.

He handed you your phone and pecked you cheek, “You might wanna wear sweaters for a while,” He started to walk away, “next time, don’t respond to guys like that.”

And as if a switch had turned back on in your head, you remembered why this all happened in the first place. Looking at your phone, you saw all the pictures AND a video of you creaming yourself at the end. Followed by a final message:

“She’s mine, leave her be. I’m more obsessive and shameless than you can believe. Go play somewhere else or find something safe to do.”

Your mouth hung open in disbelief, this man was a real piece of work, you thought. Just as he called out from the living room “What movie do you wanna watch?” As is nothing ever happened.

“I’m just saying,” your ex tried to reason, “we could hang out sometimes, it would be so lit.” He looked you up and down and you rolled your eyes doing everything in your power to not throw your drink in his face. This guy really, at a very important event, at a company you used to work for, with your husband a few feet away talking to some big name people, who’s name you forgot.

Sighing inwardly, you took a small sip from the glass of wine you held before speaking, “That’s real cute and all, but I think you forgot,” you said coldly, “I’m married and my Seungsik is coming this way. That and the fact that I think you’ve forgotten about my temper.”

Once Seungsik had finally reached you, he smiled and tilted his head a little as if he was asking what’s going on. Your ex frowned at the loving look you gave Seungsik as you ignored his presence and asked Seungsik how his conversation went.

“Wow,” your ex started, trying to pick a fight, right in front of Seungsik, “is that all you two talk about, business and work. It makes it seem like you married each other for convenience.”

“I know the fuck he just didn’t?” You mumbled only enough for the three of you to hear, you took a step forward and Seungsik knew what you were about to do, so he took the wine glass from you and passed it off to a server walking by, “listen you simple mined fuck,” you started, Seungsik was holding you back, “you’re an ex, get over it you pathetic little bitch.”

“You weren’t saying that when I used to break your back in.” He remarked, now getting a rise out of your beloved husband.

The hold you didn’t know you had on Seungsik’s arm became tighter, “don’t play yourself like that, you need to pick yourself up off that small ass ego you just tripped on. Honestly, your dick game is trash,” a few people standing nearby had heard you because you had raised your voice an octave, “I suggest you find something safe to do before I hurt your little feelings.”

Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it really was your temper getting the best of you. Most of the time you kept it in check but the wine just loosened it up a little. Seungsik grabbed your hand and began to lead out of the event hall. You knew he was upset but, you didn’t give a shit at the moment the only thing you could think about was socking your ex in the face.

After a few twists and turns you realized that Seungsik had dragged you a good distance away and into a empty room, he turned and looked at you, his hand on his hips, you watched as he took a deep breathe, “Sweetheart,” he called you lovingly, “I want to knock him out too,” he looked you over, “but can you blame him when you look so hot in that dress,” he paused for a second before continuing, “I told you not to wear it. But you did anyway and you caused a scene-“

“Hold up,” you cut him off, “baby, you know I wear what I want. And,” you rolled your neck a little, ignoring the look Seungsik was giving you, “I wish you would’ve let me get one swing in,” you continued, going on about how your ex cheated on you in the past and you even let it slip out that said ex had been bothering you since forever ago. That, my dear, was all it took for Seungsik to grab hold of you and push you up against the door. Your words got caught in your throat and your eyes widened at the sudden action.

“My love,” Seungsik started pinning both your hands over your head, “stop it,” his voice was low and his face was inches away from yours, “I’ve told you, multiple times, I don’t like it. And now you’re telling me that he has been bothering you,” he paused and looked you over slowly, as if he was about to eat you, “that bastard even bragged about breaking your back in. You,” he spoke slowly, “are mine.”

Your chest rose and fell, and your breath caught in your throat when you felt Seungsik’s free hand going up your leg and under your dress. Your face flushed red, as lowered your eyes, but you didn’t miss the smirk on his face. Yes, he indeed moved your panties to the side and was now playing with your inner folds. Enjoying your expressions, he knew what you liked and how you liked it. But that was beside the point, what he wanted to do was mark you like he did when you first got together.

He let go of your hands and you instinctively wrapped them around his neck. He lifted you up and sat down in a nearby chair, he stopped torturing your folds and sat you on his lap, you started kissing his neck feverishly. Your ears fell dead to the sound of the door opening but Seungsik’s didn’t, he looked up at the intruder, who was none other than your ex. He locked eyes with him and smirked, mocking him for what he lost and could never have.

Seungsik enjoyed the look of shock and devastation that crossed over the man's face as he took in the sight before him. Yeah, serves him right, he should’ve stayed in his lane. The man closed the door and Seungsik pulled away from you. He kissed your lips gently, his hands were feeling up your ass the whole time. He placed a finger on your chin and stared into your lust filled eyes as he spoke.

“We should head home and finish this,” he rested his forehead against yours and placed a hand behind your head, and continued, “I don’t want anyone else catching us.”

It took a moment for his words to register in your mind, when they did, you pulled back and stared at him in confusion, “Don’t worry about it,” he added standing you both up, he took your underwear and shoved them in his pocket after looking at them for a second, “let’s go, I need that as bad as you do right now.”

You blinked still confused, but nonetheless you fixed your dress and followed him out of the room, stepping into the hallway, you nearly tripped when you saw your ex standing with his back to you. Seungsik grabbed your hand and smirked “You should mind the business that pays you.” Seungsik remarked to your ex as he pulled you along as he walked away with you in tow. You glanced back and caught ex’s expression, why is he sad, you thought but brushed it off immediately when you felt Seungsik’s eyes on you. You looked up at your better half and smiled, no one can drive you crazy like this man.

Setting across the table from you, Chan stared at you. He wasn’t talkative like his normal self, he was quiet and expressionless. You huffed and leaned back in your chair folding your arms. It wasn’t that serious, was it? It couldn’t be, I mean all you did was go up to the counter and order your iced coffee and his boba tea, how the hell were you supposed to know your ex worked here? All you did was give the man a fake smile as you shot him down when he asked you out.

“Chan,” you called his name with a sigh, “it’s not that serious.” he bit his lip and looked off for a second before looking back at you, “come on,” you whined a little and he looked off again, “we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves, forget about him.”

Chan finally looked back at you, but something wasn’t right. You ignored that though, when he finally smiled at you, making you think he got over it. Ha, yeah right, homie had other plans. He could see your ex looking at you, your back was to the counter. So you didn’t know. He stood up and sat beside you, placing an arm around you, you smiled and kissed his cheek.

You both started talking about everything under the sun, but only you seemed to forget about your ex watching your every move from across the room. The drinks you ordered were ready and none other than your ex was bringing them over to you. Chan saw him and decided it would be the perfect time to whisper something dirty in your ear. He started snickering when you looked at him in shock and pushed him away playfully.

“One melon boba tea and vanilla iced coffee add cream and three sugars, with light ice.” Your ex called out your order without blinking.

You looked up at him and smiled a fake smile “Thanks,” Chan spoke for you both before looking back at you, “come on,” he started again, ignoring the man standing in front of you both, “you know you’d like it.” Chan whispered, his lips brushing your ear, making your face turn red, “I could lick it off.” He stated loud enough for your ex to hear

“Chan stop,” you giggled out a little when he wrapped his arms around your waist, “you play too much.”

“Who says I’m playing?” He quizzed looking dead at you. Your ex had finally dismissed himself because he couldn’t take watching you both flirt and because he knew Chan was playing dirty and it worked. But it wasn’t just Chan, you, yourself couldn’t look at anybody else but the person you're with. And right now, you were in a relationship with Chan, so you couldn’t help but to only look at him. Your ex knew that but he nonetheless still tried anyway and failed of course.

“Chan,” you looked at him with a small smile playing on your lips, you poked his dimpled cheek, “that���s sound like fun but not right now.”

You picked up your phone and started showing Chan a picture of a jacket you were planning on ordering offline. Meanwhile he had looked over his shoulder at your ex and smirked, waving at him as if he were making fun of him. The man frowned, he was getting angry, so he began walking forwards to your table.

Chan had looked back down at your phone, as if he didn’t just provoke your ex, “that’s cute babe,” Chan remarked, “I’m not gonna lie, I’m actually thinking about how good you’d look covered in chocolate syrup.”

You spit your drink out, some of it coming out of your nose, you coughed as Chan patted your back and handed you paper towels. Your ex was standing right behind you and he had frozen in place, he heard every word.

“Wow,” you choked out, “damn,” you tried to clear your throat, “you win, let’s go home.”

I mean sis, honestly, this man may like to talk but his head game was on point, A mutherfucking one. He knew that it, and he also knew that was what could drive you over the edge but he only gave it when he felt like teasing and torturing you. He enjoyed watching you squirm and beg more than fucking your brains out.

Chan started laughing under his breath as he glanced at your ex and then back to you, “I didn’t think that’d make you choke. Slow down baby.” He sounded so concerned as he helped wipe up the mess. He kissed you and apologized, watching as your ex made a final retreat back to the counter.

You stood up, “Chan,” you ordered, “get your ass up, we're going home. You started this, now finish it.” You were unknowingly loud enough for other people to hear, but you didn’t give a damn, who says no to something like that? Grabbing Chan’s hand, you started pulling him along, making him laugh even more. But he had other ideas, this man somehow ended up pulling you back to the table. He legit waited until no one was looking and snuck you into the bathroom. Where he licked and ate until he got his fill and you did everything in your power to hold back every moan almost failing. And best believe he made sure your ex could hear every last bit of it.

Sitting on the couch watching Sejun laughing it up with one of his friends, you shook your head a little at the sight. He was having hella fun at this party, you almost didn’t come. But just watching him being happy made you happy, you smiled and just as you did, your phone began ringing. You looked down at it, an unknown number, you disregarded it and looked back at Sejun, who was now walking towards you. He plopped down on the couch next to you and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Having fun,” you questioned with your head tilted to the side a little.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” he smiled back, he sighed a little and looked at his watch, checking the time, “ready to go home, cause I am.”

You nodded and he stood up, he reached his hand out towards you to help you up. Lacing your fingers with his, you both made your way to the door. Your phone began ringing, just as you both made it into the hallway.

Frowning as you looked at your phone, that same unknown number flashed across the screen. You stopped walking unknowingly and decided to answer it after whoever it was hung up and called again.

“Y/N, I’ve been trying to reach you, how have you been?” It was none other than your ex and he was drunk as fuck.

You stood there, your frown growing deeper, Sejun was now beside you looking very concerned, “What’s the matter?” He asked you searching your face.

You looked at him finally and shook your head, “nothing.” You hung up the phone and grabbed hold of Sejun’s arm and proceeded to head home.

Two weeks later……

“Stop,” you hollered out at Sejun laughing, “my stomach hurts. I quit, you win!”

He stopped a look of victory all over his face, his dimple showing. Which was the whole reason you both started wrestling in the first place. You stood up from the floor and he looked at you with curiosity. Smiling down at him, you poked his dimple again and took off running, knowing he was going to chase you.

No one was in the practice room, so you both were free to play around as you please. The other members had disappeared as soon as you arrived, but that was cool, more time to play like children.

You didn’t make it far before Sejun had grabbed you yet again, this time he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You cried out laughing, begging to be put down, he did, but after spinning you around and scaring you a little. He sat up down on top of the table next to your bag and grinned down at you.

“I’m glad you came,” he whispered out, smiling like a child, “I’ve been kinda down for the last two days.”

You cupped his face in your hands and made a pouty face, “I missed you too darling,” You stated, he went to kiss you, but your phone began to ring, cutting into the mood. Rolling your eyes, you blindly reached over and answered your phone “Hello.” You sighed.

“Y/N, it’s me,” it was your ex again, “I know I fucked up, but can I please have another chance.” He begged, “I promise, I’ll do better this time.”

Sejun heard every word and before you could hang up, he snatched your phone out of your hand “Who is this?” He questioned the man.

Your ex ignored the question and demanded you to be back on the phone. Sejun was getting angry and you could see it, so you went to jump off the table. But Sejun blocked you from moving, “Why are you calling my girlfriend,” Sejun frowned, “she’s not interested, if she was she’d be with you!”

“Jun-ah,” you called his name and tried to take your phone from him but he pushed your hands away, “please stop, hang up the phone.”

“Look dude, put her back on the phone,” your ex yelled out, when you had tried again to reach for the phone, you accidentally hit the speaker button, “I don’t give a damn who you are, I made her the way she is, she’s mine!”

Now it was your turn to get angry, “Hey,” you yelled out loud, your voice echoed across the room, “I don’t belong to anyone. You didn’t make anything you pompous asshole,” Sejun stared at you as you spoke, a deep frown on his face, “we dated two years ago, are you fucking kidding me!”

“Y/N,” your ex called your name twice, “please, listen to me, I’m sorry, I love yo-”

Sejun had hung up the phone and was now glaring at you as if he could bite your head off. You folded your arms and looked away, because you knew you needed to explain. After taking a deep breath, you pushed your hair back and looked back at him.

“So,” he started, “who the fuck was that?”

“My ex,” you answered with a huff, it was a long time ago,”

“Is he the one that called you that night at the party?” He questioned, now leaning towards you. Yes, sis, he was all up in your grill, leaving you no other choice than to answer him, he had you caged in between his arms, “why didn’t you tell me, I could’ve told him off then,” he paused for only a second, “has he been calling you since then?”

“Yes,” you sighed out, annoyed because your happy mood was now ruined, “I haven’t answered since that night,” you further explained, “I was planning on blocking him but I’ve been busy with work.”

“Why didn’t you tell me back then,” he asked, “is he the same one that caused you all that pain?”

Your face changed from annoyed to hurt at the simple thought of what your ex had done to you. You looked away but Sejun grabbed your chin, making you look at him. You took a deep breath, the tears you were holding back fell, as you looked him in the eyes. Sejun’s expression became soft, he took it upon himself to kiss your tears away.

“It’s okay,” he whispered between kisses, “I’m here with you now, I’ll never hurt you like he did.” He assured you, making you wrap your arms around him to bring him close. It was true, your ex hurt you in more ways than one, that man ripped you into complete shit. It took some time and just when you thought you were ready, you met Sejun. He made you feel whole and he loved you despite your flaws, why would you risk losing someone like him.

Unbeknownst to you, Sejun’s kisses had become more eager and you, my dear, were adding more heat to the fire. Shit, you couldn’t breathe, so you pulled away, you could feel Sejun’s bulge on your inner thigh, his face was buried in your neck “Not here,” you whispered softly, your hands had found their way under his shirt, “someone might see.”

He looked up, just as the lights in the practice room had gone off, “I think everyone’s gone home now,” He whispered back, running his hand through your hair, “but we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

You kissed his lips gently and pulled away, you low key wanted to feel him inside you but you didn’t want to get caught. Sejun grinned, his mischievous manners were showing up now. He pulled you closer until his bulge was right up against your clothed folds. He kissed you deeper and held you tightly against and he grinned into you, you took it upon yourself to break the kiss, hoping he wouldn’t stop because it felt so damn good.

“You play so mu-” your words caught in your throat when he grinded into you harder, “Sejun,” you moaned out his name, “just fuck me already.”

He smirked, “I’ll do more than just fuck you.” He promised as he freed himself and lifted up your skirt. He pushed your panties to the side and just as he kissed you, he put his full length into you, “let me fill you with my love,” with every word he spoke; he thrusted in and out gently, “and give you more, I’ll make love to you.”

Shit, he kissed you and fucked you deeper. You couldn’t breathe but your heart felt full, he was doing it how you liked, nothing could interrupt this moment. It felt too good, not even your phone ringing could make you stop. Sejun had left both your legs up, making you hold yourself up, your hand had brushed your phone, but you were too wrapped up in getting the best dick in your life to care. You had accidentally answered the phone, just as a moan escaped your lips. Your ex was on the line, he called your name but it fell on death ears. He was instead greeted by the sound of lust filled love and heavy breathing.

“I love you baby.” Sejun whispered out, he as nearing his end and so where you.

Looking in his eyes with parted lips you went to reply, but he had placed a hand around your neck and rammed into you deeply making you cream so hard, you cried out his name as your body shook, he followed shortly after, cumming deep into your folds. He held you close. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you, past or present.” He kissed your lips gently and you nodded, whispering back about how much you loved him. He glanced over at your phone and smirked when he saw that your ex was on the phone listening. He played it off and discreetly hung up the phone, knowing he didn’t have to worry about that asshole very again.

The room was quiet but the only sound that could be heard was your heavy breathing, while you sat on top of Hanse staring down at him. You both were tired but neither of you would fold, this was a fight for dominance and you were getting your ass handed to you.

Hanse was looking up at you with a smirk, he knew was winning. So, he was gonna take the time to provoke you until the very end. What was crazy was that it started because your ex thought it would be a good idea to show up to your apartment unannounced. And Hanse was the one to open the door, he looked scary to others but not to you. So when he came face to face with your ex, the man froze in place before asking where you were and if it was the right apartment.

You ended up coming to the door to see what was going on, yeah, sis, you were only wearing a shirt you stole from Hanse. That and the fact that you wrapped your arms around him from the back before looking over his shoulder to see who it was. You sighed, the smile on your face almost vanishing.

“Why on earth are you here,” you asked your ex coldly, “I thought I told you to get lost and never come back.”

Hanse looked at you then back at him, “You know him?” He questioned putting his hands in his pocket.

You looked off and ran your hands through your hair, “I used to know him,” you stated coldly, leaning on to Hanse to add emphasis to that you were happy.

“You moved on pretty fast.” Your ex remarked, sounding hurt, but what was he to expect. You broke up well over a year ago, or rather it was more like, you had an argument about him cheating and then ghosting you, not even bothering to actually cut it off. So you being the bad bitch you are, you shot him a text saying never to show his face around you again after a little over a month after he disappeared.

You met Hanse a few months after, you were in the middle of a rush at the cafe you work at, no manager was on duty and everyone else seemed clueless as to what to do. So you stepped up and started giving orders, making everything run smoothly. Hanse was sitting at a table alone, he was watching the entire thing go down. You could feel his sharp catlike eyes on you, so you glanced in his direction. You ended up locking eyes with him and he smirked, making you look away. Damn, he got you good, because you almost fucked up and gave someone the wrong order. After that moment you felt like he could see through you almost, but that’s what made him seem sexy to you. So you brought him his drink and asked him out at the same time.

A small laugh escaped Hanse’s lips as he looked back at your ex, before slamming the door in his face. Somehow, Hanse managed to drag you to your bedroom and strip you completely naked, I mean, you guys were already in the middle of something before your ex knocked on the door. This just added to pile of things that was making him want to fuck your lights out.

So, here you were in a heated battle with a man who was normally warm. He flipped you over in one swift motion and stared down at you, you couldn’t help but to look at his lip piercing, you thought it was so sexy. Especially when he smirked, shit, fuck it, you thought, I’m not gonna win this one, I quit, I fold.

It was as if he could read your mind, Hanse let out a small laugh and got closer to your face. You were basically breathing each other’s breathe, he was now taunting you by not kissing you so you could feel the coldness of his piercing.

“You don’t play far.” You remarked with a small frown.

“All of far in love and war.” was his response,he buried his face in your neck and nipped at your skin. You let out a breathy sigh, arching your back into him. You both were sweaty but honestly sis, who gives a damn. Hanse was enjoying how you squirmed around under him begging for him to fuck you even more.

But sis, just when you thought you’d get to ride the pounding you needed, someone thought it would be a wonderful idea to come home on time. Whom you may ask, none other than your roommate, and ole girl was loud as fuck for no reason today.

Hanse let you go and you huffed as you sat up, “This bitch has some superb timing.” You grumbled saracastly as you climbed out of bed and started putting on clothes.

Your roommate knocked on the door, “Y/N,” she called out, it sounded like she was crying “I need some company, I just caught my boyfriend cheating with my best friend.”

“Oh fuck.” You sighed as you watched Hanse finish getting dressed.

“We can finish this some other time,” he promised, kissing your forehead, “I’m far from finished.” He remarked as he grabbed and squeezed a helping handful of your ass. He let go and smacked it, liking how it jiggled, “I’ll see you later babe.” He whispered opening the door and walking out of your room.

You followed behind him, biting your lip, you liked jealous Hanse. He it made him dangerous and you licked it. Exiting your room behind him, you ran dead into your roommate, who by the smell was drunk. You knew how you’d spend your night, and it wasn’t how you wanted.

A month later………

“Why are you here?” You frowned at your ex. You were at work, doing your job as usual, it was almost time to get off. Thus, the day was going good until he showed up. The man was persistent and wouldn’t take no for an answer, but what you both didn’t know, was Hanse was there watching the whole thing play out.

Sis, your man had came in right behind your ex, he would’ve intervened. But he wanted to see how you would handle it, because I mean, you are a big girl, you take care of yourself, right?

“Please just hear me out,” your ex pleaded, good thing it was slow and he was the only one in line, “I was wrong and selfish and I’m sorry.”

You blinked at this man with a straight face, before replying. You folded your arms and took a deep breathe, “Look man,” you finally started, “get over it. You disappeared after I caught you cheating. I’m in a relationship,” you pointed your finger at him, “and don’t start talking about how you’ve changed. I accept your apology, but I’m not getting back with you. And ex is an example of what not to do again. So, do me a favor and get over it.”

He went to speak, but a hand on his shoulder caused him to stop and look. At some point, Hanse had made his way over, “how pathetic.” Hanse remarked with a small shake of his head, he looked over at you, “ready to go babe.”

The grim look you once had was replaced by a soft smile as you nodded “let me clock out, I didn’t know you were picking me up today.” Your tone was excited, he was just the person you wanted to see.

Now sis, when you took off to he back, Hanse took the opportunity to be very clear with your ex. He wasn’t about to spare any feelings.

“Look dude, she’s happy, why are you being a parasite and trying to fuck that up,” Hanse sighed and sized him up really quick, “I’ve been nice about it, especially when you showed up at her house, slamming the door was a small part of what I want to do to you,” He had placed a hand on the mans shoulder and spoke lowly into his ear, “I want to break your face in, for the shit you did to her. Right now I want to break your damned legs. You are a pathetic little piece of shit, you didn’t deserve her, she’s too good for you. If I see or hear about you bugging her again, you’ll have to deal with me,” Hanse stepped back when he saw you coming back, “do me that one favor while I’m being polite.”

Your ex was a mix between scared and angry, you walked up to Hanse who was smirking slightly at the man. Daring him to try it, whatever it was. But the man never moved. You on the other hand ignored your ex and grabbed Hanse’s hand, pulling him along because you were so ready to go.

Now, sis, let’s just say, you guys picked up where you left off. I mean, shit happened really fast when you got home, considering you guys stopped at a few places. But nonetheless, girl, you were right back in the same position, naked, sweaty and heated. But this time, neither of you held back. Getting fucked with those kinds of emotions does something to you. The pressure behind each thrust and thoughtless minds mixed with feelings of the heart, while getting dicked down made you climax in no time. But so what if you were going to be sore for a few days, no fucks were given.

The night was young, but the breeze was cold, which was okay with you. You were headed home anyway, sleep was calling your name in all capital letters. Sighing you rounded the corner that lead to your house, you froze when your eyes landed on your ex standing on your door step holding flowers.

What the fuck is he doing here, you thought. Like seriously, you haven’t seen the man in months. Last time you checked he said you were too boring and easy to read for him. The day you broke up played in your mind like a broken record.

It was sunny out, you woke up that day feeling good but something was off. He texted you and asked to meet up at a cafe, so you did. You dressed up and headed out. Sitting in the cafe, he stared at you with a cold expression, before telling you it was over and blaming you for not being exciting enough. Well shit, that stung like a bitch. You put your all into the relationship, you were together so long but what really hurt was he fact the he didn’t realize he didn’t put any effort into it. You almost cried, but you held back and stood up from the table, snatching the necklace he had bought you off and throwing it at him. You left without a word, I’m your mind you said fuck it and let it go.

So, why was he standing in front of your house, holding flowers. You sighed and walked up to him, your hands in your jacket pocket, you looked him up and down as he turned towards you. He smiled at you a held the flowers out for you to take, but you didn’t make a move to grab them.

“Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry, I was wrong. It wasn’t your fault, it was mine. I should’ve treated you better-.”

You sighed loudly, cutting him off, “Thanks,” you rolled your eyes, “but you're late, I moved on already. But even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t come back to you.”

He dropped the flowers, he face was a mix between sad and upset. He sighed about to say something when a very familiar laugh reached your ears. You looked behind you, ByungChan was walking towards you, his nose was red and his eyes were watering. He was still sick, but why on earth did he come out, when you just left his house after putting him to sleep, or you thought.

“Byung-ah,” you called his name worriedly, “why are you here, I thought I left you at home asleep.”

He coughed a little and threw an arm around you, “I couldn’t let you walk home alone,” he replied sounding as stop up as ever, “I followed you,” he sneezed and sniffled.

You pushed him off and glared at him, “Dude, seriously, you sneezed in my hair.”

He laughed at you and looked at your ex, “Who is this guy?” He asked ignoring your protest, he was still trying lean on you.

“You’re sick and you’re asking me about him,” you shoved him off one last time and reached into your purse pulling out a small pack of Kleenex. You grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled his face to your level so you could clean his nose.

“I’m sorry, babe, but some random dude is trying to give you flowers, I don’t like that.” ByungChan explained still standing eye level with you.

“Look Bunnie,” you called his pet name, and touched his forehead, “you’re still sick! Go home!” You yelled, he was about to become childish, you could feel it.

“You're right,” he smiled, “I’m sick, sick on your love.” He looked over at your ex and smirked before he sneezed again, “she is so loving isn’t she,” he kept laughing and teasing, “too bad you let her go.”

You sighed, you knew he was playing stupid and he was aiming to provoke your ex, it was working. You didn’t want to see a fight or an argument between the two men, so you decided to cut that shit short.

“Choi ByungChan,” you called his entire name, “just get in the house,” you started pushing him towards the front door, you glanced at your ex, “as you can see, I’m busy taking care of my sick boyfriend,” ByungChan was about to say something but he couldn’t because he started coughing, “goodbye and take care of yourself.”

You had managed to unlock the door and shove ByungChan in. You closed the door and looked at your beloved boyfriend about to start nagging, but froze in place when you saw his expression. His face was completely blank, something you only saw once, right before he lost his cool.

Huffing, you folded your arms and started talking again after swallowing, “Have you lost your mind,” you said, “you can become sicker if you go outside like that, it’s cold out,” you looked him over, “you didn’t even put on a jacket or proper shoes.”

“Has he come here before?” ByungChan asked, ignoring all your concerns for his health.

You huffed and looked off then back at him, “Forget about him, he’s not important!” You yelled

“He is if he comes to your house,” he yelled back, “what if he had tried something!”

“Are you hearing yourself,” you were getting angry, because he wasn’t taking his sickness seriously, “I don’t care about him, you're standing in front of me, your nose is running and your temp is high. I don’t give a fuck about that guy!”

“He came to your house unannounced, at night, he could’ve been drunk or something. He could’ve tried to kidnap you!”

You sighed, he wasn’t hearing you but you were hearing him, so you blurted out what the problem was. It had been going on for a while, he just wouldn’t say it, so you just blurted it out, “You keep thinking I’m going to leave you for someone else!”

He fell silent, you had the courage to say it out loud and that hurt. Adding that to the fact that he tried to hide it from you, but you knew anyway, he low key wondered when you figured it out. His mind as running but no words could come out.

“I figured it out a month and a half ago,” you explained, “when that guy asked for my number as if you weren’t standing there. I found out then.”

ByungChan dropped his head, he had been feeling so insecure since before then. He saw how the good the other men looked and he couldn’t help but compare. You took a step towards him and he took one back, you went to call his name but he shook his head and walked out of the door. He was holding back tears, and he did his best to not show them, but you saw them and went behind him, calling his name at the top of your lungs.

You ex was still lingering outside, he tried to stop and talk to you, but you shoved him off “Get the fuck out of my face!” You yelled, you noticed ByungChan stop to look back. You ex had kept grabbing you and you kept pushing his hand away, your were becoming frustrated. How could such a good day go down the drain all because this piece of shit showed up?

A firm hand pulled you completely away from your ex, followed by a fist flying straight at his faces. Shit, ByungChan had punched your ex in the nose. Blood was dripping, you were shocked as you watched your stumble while covering his leaking nose.

“Get lost, don’t show your face around here again,” ByungChan wasn’t like this, so you were very much shocked, “if I see you again, I’ll fucking rip your face off, how dare you touch her like that! Have you lost your mind!”

Surprisingly, your ex left after apologizing, ByungChan had turned back towards you, he looked you over and just as he was about to say something. He started coughing up a storm, bringing you back from the cloud you had landed on. This side of him was way too sexy for you at the moment, but you weren’t going to say it.

Instead, you started nagging him a little and ushered him back inside. Where you made him lay in your bed while you made some honey lemon tea. You freshened up quickly while the tea was brewing, listening to him sneeze and cough made you move faster. You quickly made the tea and brought it to him.

Walking into your bedroom, you could’ve sworn he was asleep, so you sat the cup down on the nightstand, beside the bed and sat down next to him. Placing a hand on your forehead and the other in his, you sighed. He was burning up, a hand on top of yours made you look at him. He didn’t say a word, but you knew what he was thinking. So you expressed yourself clearly, without yelling.

“I would never leave you for some other guy,” you started, he looked away from you and huffed, but you kept going, “I don’t know where you got that stupid idea, but forget it. It’s me and you together forever, reminder? Cause I do,” emotions started coming out with each word you spoke, “you picked up a random weed as a joke and gave it to me, to make me laugh,” you started listing the senseless sweet things he had done, “you wrote that I was pretty on a napkin you used. You always show up when I start feeling like shit about myself. You fucking idiot, you almost had a heart attack because I got bit by a misquote,” you were on the verge of tears now but you kept going, “we even played in the park because I was drunk and didn’t want to go home,” a tear fell and his heart dropped, the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.

He placed a hand on your cheek and sat up in bed, he hugged you. But you pushed him a little “You're sick and you’re worried about some loser taking me from you, ByungChan, you fucking idiot!” You were crying, but you had to get it off your chest now, it was the best to do it now, “why would I drop and my ace for a joker, I’m not stupid!”

“I’m sorryY/N,” he whispered, “I didn’t know you felt that way. I thought you would’ve liked someone who’s the opposite of me, I shouldn’t have thought that way.”

“My eyes are only on you, don’t forget that.” You mumbled looking up at him, “now your sick, you need to-,” your complaints were cut short by a gently kiss.

You went to pull away but he wasn’t having that, he pulled you closer and needless to say before you knew it, you were naked and he was on top of you. Fucking you deep and slow, you forgot about him being sick and so did he.

“That’s cheating,” you frowned at Subin pouting at the screen in front of you. He smirked and looked off as if he didn’t just blow air on your neck to distract you from winning, “you know what,” you suggested, “I bet I can beat you in basketball.” You challenged him with a smirk of your own.

He rolled his eyes, but you both stood up anyway and headed to the court outside of your apartment. The game was going good, you were kicking his butt, but he didn’t mind because he was having fun. The sound of loud laughter hit both of your ears causing you to stop and look up. A group of familiar faces was walking towards you, you sighed inwardly. It was your ex and his friends.

“Y/N,” your ex called your name, and stood in front of you , “it’s been a while, I see you’re still hopping and still with this kid. How cute.”

His tone got under your skin but you let it slide, “I see you’re still the same,” you replied, “all talk and no play.”

He went to say something, Subin cut him off, “I’m going to get something to drink, what would you like?” He wasn’t fazed by your ex because he knew you could handle it on your own, no need for him to back you up.

You looked at Subin and smiled at him adorably before answering, “Yes, babe, I’ll take a flavored water.” You always looked at Subin admiration, he was the only guy that could make you swoon. Something that pissed off your ex every time he saw you and him together, “I’ll just sit over there and wait for you to come back, my love.” You added swaying back and forth a little, still holding the ball.

You ex scoffed, but you ignored him until Subin walked away and he did it again, “What,” you sighed out, “can I help you with something?”

Your ex smirked, “let’s play, one on one.” He dared, “I bet I could beat you.”

Shaking your head, you watched Subin leave the court and head for the store, you were going to ignore your ex, but he said something that made you want to prove him wrong. Alas a game started between you and your ex, you were kicking his butt. Leaving him feeling saltier than his sweat.

You shot a three point and watched as the ball went into the net with no problem. Subin was coming back up, he had been gone for about twenty minutes, he wasn’t surprised to see you kicking your ex’s ass. He smiled to himself, you were so cute to him. His smile dropped when he saw your ex smack your ass right when you threw the ball up, the ball missed and you spun around and pushed your ex as hard as you could.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” You yelled in his face, “have you lost your mind!”

Your ex smirked, acting all cocky because his friends were in the background cheering him on, “It’s still as soft as I remember.” He stated with a smirk, “I can still take you from that kid, he’s a nobody.”

This was you broke up with him I’m the first place, he was so full of himself. He talked a lot of shit but couldn’t fuck for shit. He was good at sports but that was about it. He was a complete asshole, who did anything to make others feel small and you hated it. Your breaking point was when he was picking at some random guy for no reason, he poured water on the guy and acted as if it was an accident. You cursed him out that day and then told him it was over.

“You little bitch,” you started but your ex had forcefully kissed you, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You bit his lip just as you felt him being snatched off of you. Subin eyes were set in a straight line, he was pissed to say the least, your ex stared back at him in a daring manner.

“What are you gonna do, you little punk bitch?” He started antagonizing him, “your a weak little kid, she needs a grown man.”

“Dude-” Your words fell short when you saw Subin land a punch in your ex’s mouth.

“Don’t ever touch her again,” Subin was beyond angry, he had had enough of your ex’s shit for the day.

Your ex wanted to act like a tough guy and swung a punch at Subin, he landed it but Subin swung and landed yet another punch to his jaw. You started to try and break it up, but it was little too late for that. You thanked you stars that your ex’s friend weren’t trying to see a fight, they helped pull them apart.

Subin’s lip was bleeding but you ex was looking wrecked. Why, because he couldn’t fight for shit. You was so overly concerned about Subin lip, that you didn’t see how hurt your ex was. Not like you cared though, serves him right, he fucked up and he knew it. He lost a good woman all because of his cockiness.

“You’ve crossed the line,” Subin yelled trying to go at your ex again, “she’s my girl, how dare you put your disgusting lips on her, you have any idea how long it’s going to take to wipe that off.”

“Let’s go, Subin!” You yelled at him to get his attention. He looked down at you and grabbed your hand aggressively and angrily pulled you along with him. You mind was still on the fact that Subin was bleeding, even though it wasn’t much, just a little but that hurt your heart. No one wants to see someone they love hurt. You were brought back from your running thoughts when you heard your apartment door shut behind you.

Just as you looked up at Subin, he basically tossed you onto the couch, “Subi-,” you stopped talking when he took off his shirt and threw it to the side somewhere.

Your eyes widened when he got on top of you, caging you in. He somehow managed to snatch your shirt off in one motion, you clenched your legs together, but to no avail. Subin was already between your legs, no escape. He went for your sweet spot and you folded, but he was so rough and aggressive. Not that you’d complain. He placed hickies from your neck to your stomach, he then ripped your shorts off, well they were his but who gives a damn, they were gone along with your panties. The cold air was replaced by his hot lips on your folds, he’d never gone down on you before.

You were trying to protest, but he wasn’t having it. He pinned your legs wide open, this was new to you. So it was no surprise as to how your body would react, he ignored how your legs shook and trembled. Where did he learn this from, your hands were in his hair, pulling at the strands, trying to get him to stop, but your grip loosened when you felt yourself about to cream. He stopped and licked his way back to your neck, you opened your eyes and stared directly into his, just as you felt him enter you roughly with no warning. He started pounding into you, not giving anytime to breathe or think.

Again, you tried to stop him but he had you pinned wide open, “I let it slide one two many times,” he stated as he pounded into you deeper and harder, “I can’t believe he touched you,” he rammed into you balls and layed flush against your chest, Subin grabbed your jaw squeezing it. You opened your mouth and he spit in it before kissing you roughly.

Subin pulled away and slammed into you a few times, “This pussy is mines, say it.” He ordered, but you were too far gone to speak, he did it again, harshly pounding into you with no mercy, until you said it.

When you finally said it, he placed two fingers on your clit and rubbed it to the rhythm of each thrust. Until you creamed, your hips shot up and your legs shook, but Subin paid no mind as he continued, reaching his peak, he came. And as he did, his kissed you yet again roughly, covering up your whimpers and moans.

A little after Midnight……..

You lay there on your bed, still naked from earlier, Subin lay beside you, in the same condition, asleep, you assumed. You sat up and looked over at his sleeping form, wondering what had gotten into him. That was so unlike him, but you low key liked it.

Sighing, you climbed out of bed and grabbed your phone and left your apartment to get some air. You were sore down there, but you need the air to help clear your thoughts. You made it to a an empty bench and sat down, looking at the time on your phone, you decided to stay out for only thirty minutes and then head back in. The sound of footsteps coming towards you caused you to look up into none other than your ex’s face.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, so much for getting some air, you thought about to stand up. He stopped you holding out his hands, showing he meant no offense, “Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry.” He apologized, taking you by surprise. He never apologized for anything. So this was very new to you.

Sighing yet again, you rolled your eyes, “I’m being serious,” he said, making you look up at him, he pointed to the empty spot beside you, “can I sit down, I promise I won’t try anything.”

You stared at him for a few seconds before nodding your head, your ex sat down at the other end of the bench before he started talking again, “I’m really sorry,” he began again, you picked up on how sincere he was by the time of his voice, “I shouldn’t have kissed you or touched you in that manner,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “I just couldn’t believe I lost you to someone else. I really do love you, I’m being shameless, but I have to be honest with you and myself,” at this point, neither of you saw Subin standing within listening distance.

He had woken up, wondering where you were, he came outside in hopes of finding you. He did, but before he made his presence known, he wanted to hear what you would say when he wasn’t around, he was beyond curious, despite the fact that he was deep down scared of how you’d reply.

“You were the best thing to happen to me,” your ex continued, “I fucked up bad. All because I wanted to look like a cool tough guy in front of you. I feel so stupid for treating you like I did, please forgive me,” he paused for a second before he continued, “I’m being self right now, but, please give me one more chance, I promise I’ll be different, I’ll treat you so much better.”

“Wow,” you started, “that’s real sweet,” Subins heart dropped a little at your first few words, “but, I can’t,” you said honestly, “I’m happy, I love Subin, he’s my world,” you sighed, swooning over him, “you messed up, that’s on you,” unknowingly Subin had started walking towards you, “But,” you continued, “I’m glad you saw your flaws, hopefully you fix them. I accept your apology and I hope you find happiness with some other girl who’d be happy to be with you, but it’s not me.”

Subin was now standing beside you, causing you to look up, you smiled unknowingly at him. Your eyes told your emotions, anybody could see that you were in love. Subin smiled back and reached his hand out to you and you grabbed it.

You went to stand up but faltered a little, Subin laughed a little and turned around “Come on,” he pointed to his back and you hoped on, like a happy child, “why didn’t you wake me?” He quizzed as he began walking, leaving your ex sitting there.

“Because,” you answered, laying your head on his back, “you were asleep, I just came out to get some air.”

“Ah, is that so,” he said with a smile of his own, “I was worried for nothing.”

“You worried, does that make any sense,” you playfully responded, “what is this world coming too to make you worry.”

He didn’t respond for a few seconds, he hoisted you up onto his back higher, you were sliding down, he laced his fingers together under your legs to make sure you wouldn’t fall, “Y/N,” he called your name sweetly, “I love you.”

You looked up grinning from ear to ear, “I love you too.” You responded. You could tell he was blushing, so you took that opportunity to blow your breathe on the back of his neck. He panicked and almost fell.

“Hey, be careful,” he scolded you, “what if I drop you.”

You giggled and did it again, this time placing a quick hiss on his cheek when he turned his head to scold you again. He put you down and turned towards you and you playfully ran off. You both ended up playing, despite your ex sitting there watching it all go down. He stood up and smiled accepting his loss but happy to see you smile so brightly. He left without a word.

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND VICTON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Choi Byungchan

A ⇴ ATTENTION

His eyes will usually be watching you because Byungchan can’t help but fret about you if you’re a little too far away from him. He won’t make a big deal out of giving you attention, but Byungchan will be there.

B ⇴ BICKER

Both of you are at your silliest when you’re around one another, which means that you bicker the most with each other too. You just can’t help yourselves quite a lot of the time, when the opportunity presents itself to start a little squabble, you take it rather than being the adult and ignoring it.

C ⇴ COMFORT

When you’re upset, Byungchan can’t help but be upset with you as he hates knowing that something has got to you. He’ll be right by your side and never leave you alone whilst you’re upset, and then once you’re feeling better, he’ll talk to you about what’s wrong and suggest where you can go after too.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

For the two of you to disagree properly and a full argument to take place is an incredibly rare occasion. Conflict is something that Byungchan dislikes intensely, especially when the person that he’s arguing with is you. He’ll do anything that he can to avoid an argument with you, whether it means trying to change the subject, going silent around you, or sometimes even just walking away from you.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for the two of you to get comfortable around each other, you were guarded for a while until you properly felt as if you could trust the other person and open up a little bit more to them. Even once you felt at ease around each other there was still a little bit of hesitation and apprehension in you both as you focused on building up some trust between the two of you most importantly.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Byungchan’s family loved spending time with you, whenever they arranged anything, they always got Byungchan to ask you if you wanted to come along too so that they could see you as well. If he forgot to invite you then he’d always get a telling off, or if you weren’t able to go because you were busy, he’d get moaned at for not mentioning the event to you before you ended up making other plans.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Whilst you didn’t mind going out and spending time with each other, quite often you both preferred the comfort of home instead, usually playing a game or watching something. Your home was a place that you had made particularly cosy as it was the place where you and Byungchan spent so much of your time.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of relying on each other, whenever you needed help or someone to talk to, it was always the other person that you called first. Neither of you could quite describe how close you were when it came to being the one that the other person relied on and always talked to about anything.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Your inside jokes were something that you both kept very close to you, if you accidentally mentioned one of them around someone else, you refused to share what the joke was actually about. No matter how hard someone pushed, your inside jokes were only ever yours and Byungchan’s.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There was a little bit of sensitivity about Byungchan when it came to your other friends, he wasn’t always at his most comfortable around them, especially those that were larger characters amongst the group. He was always polite and spoke to them with a smile on his face, but on the inside Byungchan’s eyes would often be looking around and taking everything in, observing your other friends closely.

K ⇴ KICKS

Byungchan got a kick out of knowing that he had done something nice for you or been able to be there for you. Whenever you told him that he had helped you or what he’d done had made something easier for you it gave him a little bit of a boost, as that was exactly what he wanted to do as your best friend.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how he could always count on you, if Byungchan ever needed anyone, you were always the person that he would go to before thinking of anyone else. Not once could Byungchan think of a time when he had been let down by you, and the fact that you were constantly there for him whenever he needed you too was something that Byungchan never forgot about you, appreciating it greatly.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met at an event that you were both attending and just started chatting to be social. You were pretty nervous, as was Byungchan, with so many people there, and so the awkwardness that you both felt ended up bringing the two of you together to not feel so alone there.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

It was rare for someone to really see Byungchan’s nonsense side, but you were one of those that did. As soon as he felt comfortable with you, Byungchan let his guard down and allowed himself to be silly.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Byungchan was obsessed with your kindness and how sweet you were both to him and the people that meant a lot to Byungchan too. The caring nature that you possessed was something that he was particularly fond of.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Byungchan were the moments when you were able to just sit together, talk, and open up properly. Byungchan confided in you, just like you did with him, he trusted you with absolutely anything and often being able to tell you about things was such a huge relief for him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He wasn’t afraid to ask you for help or get your thoughts on things, and so Byungchan asked you a lot of questions. Rather than struggle all by himself, he knew it was best to get a little bit of support from you.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

A lot of your friendship gets shared with the fans as Byungchan knows that they’re big fans of your friendship together. If you go out, he’ll make sure to take a photo and upload it once you’re back home so that the fans can hear about what you’ve been up to, or if not then he’ll write about it on Weverse instead.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

It touched him every time that you supported him, especially when Byungchan was having a few moments of self-doubt and worry about an event or performance. It seemed as if you just knew when he was feeling particularly low as you’d show up just at the right moment to be able to hype him up.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Whenever he could, Byungchan loved to bring you along on trips as he often felt guilty whenever he had to leave you at home, especially when he knew that he was going to a place that you particularly loved too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

There was no chance anyone could ever be a better friend to Byungchan than you, that was why you were the best.

V ⇴ VISITS

If he ever felt for a moment that something wasn’t quite right with you and how you were, Byungchan would be straight to your house to see you for himself and make sure that you really were doing alright.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He constantly parted wisdom and advice to you, even for the smallest of problems, Byungchan tried his best to help you out.

X ⇴ XXXX

He can’t help but be affectionate with you and tease you about the difference in height between you both. It’s something that Byungchan never gets tired of no matter how much you try and push him away from you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were Byungchan’s teammate, you worked together perfectly as best friends.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time you both enjoyed the comfort of home, and so if you didn’t fancy staying at the dorm than Byungchan would make sure you got home safely, especially when it was late and getting dark.

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Masterlist

[bearseokie]

— smut with ot7 victon (M)

request: hi!! could i request a smut with all the members of victon..? thank you!

[warnings]: mature content, sexual content, gender-neutral!, possessive tendencies, marking/biting/hickies, dirty-talking, safe word, hair-pulling, oral (giving and receiving), unprotected sex (don’t do it), creampie, mentions of using of pet names, nervousness, testosterone overload tbh do not interact with this if you are under 18.

seungwoo

sits off to the side and watches everyone get you riled up first. usually comfortable on a chair watching you with his chin in his palm, focused.

enjoys seeing others marks on you before going over them with his own, but always kisses them first.

the others request him to join minutes in so he can use his longer fingers to press buttons inside of you that others cannot reach.

“keep doing so well and maybe we’ll give you more.”

maneuvers over everyone easily. stands over other’s shoulders just to give them directions or to tell them to find another place because he wants that one.

you have to orgasm twice before he’ll even try to reach for himself.

can easily get off by you receiving pleasure without him, but will turn it all around and make him the star of the show when you ask him to join in.

finishes inside of you due to his lack of interaction and more-so attentive witnessing.

seungsik

lips are always attached to your neck. soft kisses, tender licks, purple love bites covering your skin. finds his way to your collarbones before he tries going for any other areas that you need him.

even with all of the sounds around, from you and them together, he makes his voice easy to hear.

“speak if you want something, and don’t forget to use the safe word if you need to.”

politely listens to you telling him what you want while the others continue to ravish at your body. loves seeing you struggle to concentrate on speaking while being pleasured, and will add onto it if he’s feeling playful.

snatches at the other's necks or hair when they start losing themselves and forget that you can become overwhelmed.

closed eyes and sideways smile when he feels you reach out for him and hears you call his name over all the commotion.

laughs at you ignoring others directions by following his own.

finishes on your chest like a gentleman before wiping you clean with a wet rag. heavy into aftercare.

chan

has a fixation with biting and nibbling at the softest parts of your body (neck, earlobes, stomach, thighs). always marks you before anyone else.

pouts when you don’t call him in to play with you. smirks when you call him over alone and let him have at you while everyone else can only watch.

“who do you like best?” “am i doing well?” “can we keep going?” assurance is everything to him.

better at stepping back when he’s told to let someone else get their chance, but he will find somewhere else to be useful for the time being.

big eyes the entire time watching everyone else do what they do while he tries to keep you surprised.

full on breaks out in a fit of laughter over the entire ordeal like it’s not still going on.

soft kisses to your lips before his time starts and the most back arching orgasms only come from him.

finishes in his own hand out of respect from not feeling like marking you with his liquid is necessary.

sejun

the first to pull out toys aside from using himself to pleasure you. vibrators, rings, things to put on everyone else to maximize the pleasure. you’ll be seeing stars when his turn comes around.

extremely egotistical with the others around. cocky when it’s his turn, in denial when it’s another's.

smirks when you start making louder sounds than you did with the others. won’t give up until you get there, either.

a little more into himself using you than you using him. thrusts deep, hips slow then fast, sucking at your tongue to get more of your taste while his hands roam whatever else of you he can find.

“what if i touch here? what about here? I know how much i’m affecting you right now, let them hear.”

leaves a single hickey on you because he finds it more significant than marking you all over.

doesn’t care about his own noises at all. moans at full volume, groans against you, makes the dirtiest noises just for entertainment purposes.

finishes on your stomach so he can see his own liquids move with your rising and falling body as you attempt to catch your breath.

hanse

his hands are everywhere and nowhere all at once. holding onto you for dear life as he takes you, holding your hand while others get their chance. physical contact is constant.

puts his face against your skin to cover his own sounds/so only you hear them.

has to tell you everything he’s thinking so he stays grounded. “it feels so good.” “i want help with this.” “can i get my own turn now?”

pretends like he knows what he’s doing while mentally panicking and trying to stay focused. still manages to pry a few orgasms from you on his own before others get to you.

uses his mouth and fingers like everything he’s ever worked for lead him to this moment and he’s being graded.

you make twice as much noise as he does, but he still believes he’s done better than the others combined.

can’t finish unless you’re yanking his hair and calling him pet names, which he’ll never live down.

finishes on your thighs because he couldn’t brace himself before he came so he panicked and went for the first place he saw.

byungchan

constantly stops to run his fingers through your hair and press loving kisses to your forehead and temple.

won’t admit he doesn’t mind the team effort and thinks you look beautiful with all seven working at you.

but enjoys his own space the most. wraps your legs around his waist, pulls you into hugs, lets you hold onto him by his neck during his turn.

holds his breath watching others go down on you while wishing he was at least in their place. sort of a pushover when the others come by and want where he’s at, their own chance. most patient with waiting his turn, but takes his sweet time with you.

completely focused on you and not himself. “where do you want me?” “let me get you some water first.” “where did the pillow go? i need it for your lower back.”

whiny. silently, but whiny.

finishes down your throat because you made him stop being so shy and use you like he should.

subin

out of his element being with others, but enjoys seeing you get off in so many ways.

doesn’t know where to start so he’ll just use his own moves like he’s putting on a show for the others.

snickers every time he sees something he’s never thought of but will use again later.

hesitant at going to a spot someone’s already been and will most likely hover in one place until it’s his full turn going at you.

nervous around the others and knows he’s being watched. uses his turn to go absolutely wild and makes you orgasm a handful of times before he finally takes his place on a couch or against the wall to watch someone else go.

kisses more than giving hickies because he enjoys feeling you vibrate against his mouth, and later his entire body.

the weakest when it comes to receiving oral. will absolutely love it like no one else is in the room, but it will definitely be something hung over his head to joke with him later.

finishes wherever you tell him to instead of choosing on impact.

[baka-writings]

𝐕𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

Warnings: A tiny (Subin) bit of nsfw

YAY MY 1ST VICTON REQUEST

Also I went kinda overboard with Hanse, cuz I'm a biased bitch 😅

𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨

the sweetest bf ever, no kidding

honestly he'd do anything for you, anytime

like you wanna go on a date at midnight? you got it

he'd take care of you

lowkey forcing you eat your meals

and of course checking out if you eat your meals properly

he'd be the gentleman he is almost always whether he's tired or not

very affectionate

pda in front of other members? oh yEs

gives you random kisses 24/7

he'd be really quick to notice if there's something bothering you

he'd ask you about it and try his best to solve your problem

would listen to everything you're saying, nodding here and there

he's very serious when needed so if you were telling him something really serious/bad he'd be in the top 3 of the most understanding members in Victon

but he'd be also annoying like

challenging you in everything

he'd let you win tho, ngl

unless it was in bed😌

he's a strong man and fairly tall so no escaping

but even then he'd be such a gentleman

at first

later he wouldn't be that gentleman sorry not sorry

(later in the relationship/when you already did the deed etc)

he's a dom obviously

and very vocal if you ask me

i feel like he'd lOve to use his tongue anYwhere on you

would be rough most of the time but at the same time be careful not to hurt you

he'd love to pull your hair

and you better pull his too

also kinda kinky imo

he can go from 0 to 100 real quick, in bed as well

so you better watch out 😌

𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐤

the sweetest bf ever no 2

he'd sing for you anytime you wanted

he'd be so happy if you compliment his singing

cooks for you

wouldn't let you cook so you'd have to plead him

he'd like nicknames you'd give him unless they are dumb 😂

my personal favorite for him is angel, cuz he sings like one and looks like one

he'd same as Seungwoo take care of you

like a true mom

eye smiles 24/7

unlike Seungwoo, he wouldn't show that much pda in front of the members cuz they'd tease him for that too

but would always stay close to you whenever you all hangout

he'd sing you before sleep and would get flustered if you actually didn't fall asleep and only listened to his singing

he'd like to have you close to him

especially when you sleep

WHICH REMINDS ME

😈

he's not as kinky as Seungwoo

but i think his biggest turn on would be your face while he's slamming himself inside of you

i can also lowkey see him liking to be slightly choked, but not too much

which reminds me

switch

i don't see him that vocal honestly

but would like you being vocal

yes he likes to keep you close during these times too sO he'd probably go too deep just to be close don't @ me

when you are done i see him switching to his momma self again and clean ya'll up

unless you want another round 😌

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧

aka my side hoe

clown 1/3

he'd talk the shit outta you

annoying

but cute

too much pda in front of others

unless someone teases him about it

then he'd add even more

pda with some inappropriate touches, always a yes for him

he wouldn't even try to hide it tbh

pls touch his dimples

he'd crack jokes whenever you're sad, mad, stressed etc

so honestly there would be NO time for such negative emotions ✨

but he'd also tease you sometimes so you better prepare some comebacks

when you two are already dating he might get a bit possessive i feel like

but not the jealous possessive

more like he'd be lowkey worried you'd leave him or something

mention his brother and he'll gladly introduce you, but would be protective af

talking about his bro, if you want to tease him or want him to make love to you, just say his bro was your bias in madtown and he'll show you why he should be the only one you look at ;)

but he wouldn't really show it unless needed

great kisser

like have you seen those lips?

delicious

cuddles every day, anytime and anywhere

he looks cute and innocent, but we know he ain't

call him byunchan (pervert + Chan in korean)

we all know what I'm talking about 😉

you should probably watch what you're saying cuz he will make double meanings and pervert things from anything

unless you want that

in that case get ready for some fun

kinda kinky tbh

a switch

those hips 🥵

he'd be slightly on the rougher side tbh

if his hips do the same thing as when he's dancing then well rip you

bitting kink

would maybe like to choke you while he overstimulates you 💀

𝐒𝐞𝐣𝐮𝐧

clown 2/3

another annoying one

would talk the shit out of you as well

every date is eating somewhere

him eating your food

eating competitions between you two

PDA!! Like he'd even show you off

compliments won't work on him cuz he knows he's all that

you'd like to scare him sometimes even with the help of his members

he'd cry

he'd let you borrow his hoodies

"it looks better on me tho"

he'd be happy if you jammed to his songs and sang his parts

wouldn't let you touch his dimples or kiss them for fREE

which means he has to have something in it to let you touch 'em

probably a kiss or something

such a tease

and a brat

he's a switch, nothing else

praising kink (recieving)

he'd be very confident in himself during these times too

would like his hair to be pulled

i can also see him liking mirror sex??

i mean seeing him fucking you from behind in the mirror sounds kinda hot if you ask me 🥵

also he is kinky too, but keeps his kinks a bit lowkey.. at first

would high-key love being tamed like a brat he is

oh and also i see him being vOcal, same like Seungwoo

not that rough, but deep thrusts making you lose it pretty soon ;) aka ego boost

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞

my main hOe

clown 3/3

loud af

pda in front of members

always

but for him I feel like it'd also be some kind of flirting and inappropriate touches so someone, probably Sejun would "get a room" y'all

tattoos, pls touch them

or lick them-

honestly, biased or not he'd be one of the best bfs from this group

he seems like he could kill a bitch, but we know he's a soft boy

sometimes

he'd be all giggly around you during your 1st days/weeks of dating

but then..ooof

a real clownery tbh

he'd like to be taken care of, like cooking for him, checking up on him and so on

that would make him so so so happy and happy Hanse is what we want

always.

he'd love you two have matching accessories like earrings or chokers! (so he could choke you later)

everytime he smiles, you smile and then he smiles when you smile and-

okay but then he'd also be a pervert and sometimes you'd have to go 'eH?' when he talks shit to check if you heard correctly or not

you'll always hear correctly

ya'll would paint each other's nails

everytime he makes a new song, he'd ask you what do you think because your opinion is important to him

he'd be a lil happy puppy when you compliment his songs (either solos or group songs since he co-writes the lyrics)

I'd like to think he wouldn't wake you up anNoYinGly as he did to Seungsik, but- uhh he would

you might challenge him in freestyle, he'd let you win and compliment your skills even If you were nOt as good as him (i mean is that possible?)

but also would be highkey shook If you did very good, he'd even forget his lyrics so you'd win

then he'd whine

anyway...a switch (dom lean)

his usual flirty line or when he's in the mood would be "mind tasting my piercing?"

and If you're in the mood just say "Sure If I can Do you as well"

honestly use the "Do Hanse" joke anytime and he's yours, truly..

i feel like he'd say something like "I'll Do you now" while he enters you and fucks you senseless (like he will dO you while hAnse is in you-)

vocal in bed, but mostly like high grunts

chOking both recieving and giving as well as bitting and all of these kinks

also..his tongue..with a rap like that I can't imagine how good he'd be eating you out ;)

rough thrusts all the way

keeps going when he hears your moans

𝐁𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

big baby

back hugs or any kind of hugs

lowkey a brat too tbh

dimples show off™

he'd be actually vEry happy if you touched his dimples lmao

that would make him kInda cocky

would sing for you randomly and also teach you some dances

he'd actually enjoy dancing and/or singing together

a great cuddle buddy tbh

he'd be very clingy

to impress you he'd act manly and just hOt (see gif)

but would sometimes fail, because you'd start laughing 💀

borrowing his hoodies and shirts

but never giving them back-

if you're a lot shorter than him, he'd for example help you reach high places

if you're not that short well

he'd put things even higher so you'd ask for his help

kinda petty imo

anYway not really kinky, but on the more vocal side in bed

don't @ me but a sub

i think his most visible kink would be you doming him 💀 honestly

also some dirty talk (recieving) while you bounce on him

i can also see him mAybe being into some ice play tbh

just think about it😈

he's not rough, not vanilla either...perfect middle path

𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐢𝐧

a baby™

cuddles! always, whether you like it or not

i think he'd be teased by his hyungs

and told to use a protection

he'd just nervously laugh like ugH yeah sure

he'd be jelly if his pets greeted you before him or payed more attention to you

he'd pout

he can be very shy sometimes, so it'd take him ages to ask you out

he'd probably be accompanied by Seungwoo if you guys met 💀

if you by any chance go drinking, you should probably stop him tbh

he'd also pout if you called him cute

"I'm not cute *pout*"

which is cute

he maybe wouldn't necessarily sing for you as he'd be shy and not very confident

but would LOVE if you sang for him, it would make him fall in love with you more... especially if it was either his song or a song he loves

he'd never interrupt you, just listen to your voice

he'd love if he brought food to him when he practices (other members would be jelly and steal his food so you better bring them too then)

sometimes he'd tell you some weird/dirty jokes without thinking about them first

his excuse would be "Hanse said-"

now all jokes aside, he is a babie but when you two are alone he'd have those dirty times

however he'd be shy to ask for what he wants, like he'd never or rarely ask for it

but you'd see it on him anyway

like he'd be unfocused and talk less

a sub(in)

you could have so much fun with him honestly 😈

tsundere (Seungwoo said it, not me🤷🏻‍♀️)

his hidden kinky

would love bitting, both recieving and giving

for some reason i also see him liking having a collar with a chain so you can pull him whenever and wherever you like?😌

he would be vanilla of course but not that rough either, however his secret dream is to go rough tbh

also he is young so he might want to try many kinks as long as both of you want that

[seungs1ks]

new victon writing blog!💙💛

hello alices of tumblr!

welcome to a new victon writing blog! my name is sab.

i am taking requests for scenarios, drabbles, reactions, etc.! i write fluff & smut for all members of victon x reader. please, no non-con, or member/member pairings. feel free to to request multiple members for drabbles and reactions. 

thank you for reading. i’m so excited to write for my favorite boys and i hope you alices enjoy reading💕 

gif credit: limsejun

[pocket-scenarios]

It’s Alright - Byungchan

(Admin: Babyboiii ur local byungchan stan I actually can’t pick a bias someone, save me)

You cover your eyes leaning your head forward in an attempt to hide the fact that you’re crying from anyone that might happen to stumble upon you.

“Y’N,” despite your attempts to get away from anyone that might know you a slightly familiar voice catches your attention, “are you alright?” He hesitates you can see him crouching in front of the bench that you’re sitting on his hand resting on the empty space beside you.

“I’m fine,” you say softly pushing your hair back and straightening your posture, “I just needed to calm down,” you say with a small smile you finally recognize the person as Choi Byungchan, the two of you don’t speak often but you see him around.

Byungchan pulls himself up to sit next to you on the bench: “You can talk about it,” he says in a soft voice, “it’ll make you feel better,” he leans closer to you almost speaking in your ear.

“You probably already know,” you mutter leaning back to look at the sky, “my boyfriend humiliated me, I actually have no friends,” you say it with a laugh, but it genuinely does sting, Byungchan lets out a sigh.

“He wasn’t that good-looking,” Byungchan says with a small laugh leaning towards you in an attempt to lighten the mood, “he cheated on you, humiliated you, why are you crying, he should be the embarrassed one,” Byungchan mutters, “now everyone knows he’s a cheater,” Byungchan says with a laugh leaning against your side.

“See, you knew what happened,” you say returning his laugh, “I cried because I was embarrassed,” you mutter, “I want to get back at him,” you mutter under your breath.

“I can help you do that,” Byungchan says with the click of his tongue, “I like you so I won’t be lying about anything,” he mumbles wiping away a few stray tears that slide down your cheek, “I didn’t plan to just spring that on you,” he says with a shy laugh.

“You like me?” You say in disbelief, “Choi Byungchan likes me?” You say with a small laugh that he returns but still nods as an answer.

“I thought I made that clear, but you still dated him,” he trails off, “so I figured you distanced yourself because it was weird,” he says with a shrug, “let’s walk back up, he wins if you look weak doesn’t he?” He stands up holding his hand out for you, you let out a laugh taking his hand nodding in response.

“Let’s go,” you say softly.

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