#cha hakyeon x male reader

[kpopmalereader]

the hug ; cha hakyeon

• summary: you’re shorter than Hakyeon and every time you hug eachother, you snuggle into his chest • pairing: cha hakyeon x male!reader • word count: 767 • to do

The first time it happened, you weren’t dating yet. You knew each other for a while and you were friendly enough, but nothing came of it. He may or may not have been harboring feelings for you but didn’t act on them. Mostly because you were dating someone at the time. Hakyeon is sad to say the first time you were alone together and the catalyst of you growing closer was when you and your previous boyfriend broke up.

You were supposed to come over to their dorm, but you didn’t show. You hadn’t texted anyone for a while and Hakyeon was getting worried. The other members thought you would text soon, or you couldn’t get to your phone, but Hakyeon couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. So, under the guise that he was just going for a walk, he went out to see if you were waiting in the lobby.

He found you outside. You were shivering in the cold, hunched over on the benches outside their building. There weren’t any obvious signs that something was wrong (other than sitting alone) until he saw your face. Your face was puffy, and your eyes were red, tears still pooling on your waterline.

You saw him and turned away, hiding your face in your sweater’s sleeves. He walked over to you and kneeled down. You made eye contact with him and almost burst into tears. In your blubbering, you told him your boyfriend dumped you over text message and told you that he was leaving you for someone else. You tried to wipe your tears away as you were telling Hakyeon but they kept telling you. He didn’t know what to do. You were sitting in front of him sobbing and he couldn’t do anything to help you. So, he hugged you. He grabbed your shoulders and helped you stand up and hugged you as tightly as he could.

You were still crying. Snot was probably running down his shirt, but he couldn’t care less. The height difference between you two was never a specific point of conversation until that moment. You gripped the back of his shirt and buried your face in his chest, the sobs and shaking shoulders becoming more subsided.

You calmed down after a while and the sad smile you had the rest of the night broke his heart a million times over. He wasn’t even sure he had real feelings for you until the anger he felt at your ex-boyfriend rose in him until he felt like exploding. And the feeling of your arms around his back with you pressing your face into his chest until the world disappeared stayed until he fell asleep. It was gone in the morning and Hakyeon wanted nothing more than to hug you the same way a thousand more times.

The next time, the hug was much happier. You got good news, Hakyeon can’t completely remember what it was but he does remember how as soon as he opened the door, you jumped into his arms. You swung around a second before you landed on your feet and cuddled your face into his chest, repeating “thank you, thank you” but you weren’t thanking him.

Every time you hugged, you did the same thing. And every time it happened Hakyeon’s heart soared then fell right to his toes.

He dealt with his emotions and feelings for you, happy enough to be just friends as long as you continued to hug him in that way. Whenever he thought about confessing, the chance that you weren’t yet over your ex weighed heavy in his mind.

Finally, though, he confessed. He told you his feelings while you were still in his arms. He told you he was happy about a song he wrote and as you listened to it, you said you were so proud of him and gave him one of your hugs. You still had one of his headphones in your ear and your cheek was pressed against his chest, and he said everything. You pulled back with wide eyes, the cheek that previously was pushed up against him red from the pressure. You blinked once, thinking over what he said before nodding your head. You smiled and leaned up on your toes, kissing his lips softly. He gasped and leaned down, capturing your lips one more time when you pulled away. You giggled after you both kissed the other one more time. Your eyes shined as you looked up at him before you melted back into his chest, returning to the position he’ll never get over.

[peonybane]

VIXX PARALLEL Collaboration Masterlist

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This list will be kept updated as authors finish their amazing stories!

“House of Chains” by @suhoerections​

Song: Chained Up

Summary: Hakyeon gets what he wants and right now, under the dinner table, he wants you.

Genre: NSFW, Smut, Angst, Dark

Pairing: N (Cha HakYeon) x Reader

“Know a Piece of Peace” by @minoru-hayashi​

Song: Shangri-La

Summary: He comes to you to steal, but instead he is gifted something much greater.

Genre: SFW, Fluff, fantasy, romance, mythology

Pairing: N (Cha HakYeon) x Reader (male)

“Welcome Home, Soldier” by @peonybane​

Song: Walking

Summary: 21 months. 21 months is how long it’s been since he started his enlistment. At times, you missed him. But at others, it felt like he was still with you-- his footprints and all those hidden years together, comforting you-- reminding you that you will walk together once more.

Genre: SFW, Angst, Fluff, Romance

Pairing: N (Cha HakYeon) x Reader

“망상 한상 (Delusional Fantasy)” by @ninibears-erigom​

Song: Fantasy

Summary: Taekwoon had seen you once in a meadow of flowers, singing sweetly as you picked your bouquet. As the God of the Underworld, he had never seen a beauty quite like you, one that could never be found in his home. Taekwoon would do anything to have you because even if you don’t love him now, one day you will.

Genre: NSFW, Angst, Implied Smut, Dark, Fantasy

Pairing: Leo (Jung TaekWoon) x Reader

“Moonlight Falls” by @minoru-hayashi​

Song: On and On

Summary: In his own folly, Dr. Lee Jaehwan accidentally becomes bonded to his subject. 

Genre: SFW, Fluff, Science Fiction

Pairing: Leo (Jung TaekWoon) x Ken (Lee JaeHwan)

“Wired Hearts” by @teakwoods-ghost​

Song: Error

Summary: Taekwoon had been working on this project for months. He wanted to create a companion that tended to his every need. But how far will the companionship go?

Genre: SFW, Angst, Science Fiction, Romance

Pairing: Leo (Jung TaekWoon) x Reader

“Ignis Fatuus” by @clytemnestrasrevenge95​ 

Song: Odd Sense

Summary: Jaehwan is Sanghyuk’s walking, talking addiction.

Genre: NSFW, Romance

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Hyuk (Han SangHyuk)

“Last Night” by @pineapplebonez​

Song: Dynamite

Summary: After drinking a strange substance from a mysterious bartender, Jaehwan gets the chance to go back in time to erase his regrets and tell her how he really feels.

Genre: Angst, Friends to Lovers, Romance

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Reader

“Moonlight Falls” by @minoru-hayashi​

Song: On and On

Summary: In his own folly, Dr. Lee Jaehwan accidentally becomes bonded to his subject.

Genre: SFW, Fluff, Science Fiction

Pairing: Leo (Jung TaekWoon) x Ken (Lee JaeHwan)

“Stardust Sickness” by @maladaptivemind​

Song: Milky Way

Summary: Jaehwan falls asleep in the practice room and suddenly finds himself face to face with himself on the moon.

Genre: SFW, Fluff, Science Fiction

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Reader

“This Bullet is Fated” by @babieken​

Song: Trigger

Summary: “Hi, dad.” -- “No, he hasn’t suspected anything.” -- “He’s… I don’t know… dad, maybe we shouldn’t-”

Genre: Mafia, Romance

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Ravi (Kim WonSik)

“Love Equation” by @bigsvixx

Song: Love Equation

Summary: You and Ravi had at least two equations; equal hate for math and equal hate for each other. But how the equation could lead you into a not so silly high school love?

Genre: NSFW, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Crack, Mafia, Friends to Lovers, Romance

Pairing: Ravi (Kim WonSik) x Reader

“The Greatest Nightmare” by @kimwxnshik​

Song: Eternity

Summary: Who ever thought that a nightmare can be that nice that you would make you wait all day just to go back to bed again and look forward to have it again? Sounds insane, am I right? She left Ravi, and he is alone and broken, wanting to have her in his arms again and his only way to have her again is to have a nightmare about her starting everything from the beginning with him... all over again.

Genre: Angst

Pairing: None

“Shadow of a Doubt” by @ropeseok​

Song: Depend on Me (DOM)

Summary: With a small incident and a boyfriend that knows all too well how to blow it out of proportion, arguing was inevitable. He only wanted to show you he cared - proving your need for him was only a bonus.

Genre: NSFW, Angst, Smut, Dark

Pairing: Ravi (Kim WonSik) x Reader

“This Bullet is Fated” by @babieken​

Song: Trigger

Summary: “Hi, dad.” -- “No, he hasn’t suspected anything.” -- “He’s… I don’t know… dad, maybe we shouldn’t-”

Genre: Mafia, Romance

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Ravi (Kim WonSik)

“내 속에 나 아닌 또 다른 누군가 (Someone Inside Who Isn’t Me)” by @k-pop-boy-scenarios​

Song: Hyde

Summary: Wonshik has the power to steal souls running through his veins. However, as a half-demon, his powers are greatly reduced. Rather than stealing souls to use, he can only “steal” his victims’ strongest personality traits to lure them in. His powers cannot do any harm, so he works together with his full-demon half-brother. Chosen as the duo’s new victim, Y/N gives them an interesting new challenge.

Genre: Dark, Horror, Fantasy, Science Fiction

Pairing: Ravi (Kim WonSik) x Reader

“Gamer Vibes” by @peonybane​

Song: Rock Ur Body

Summary: Why? Out of all the people your subconscious had to dream up in dreamland, why did it have to be your number one streaming competitor?!?!

Genre: Crack

Pairing: Hongbin (Lee Hongbin) x Reader

“Into the Twisted Depths” by @darknytemare​

Song: Voodoo Doll

Summary: At a time where the number of Voodoo Dolls is representative of ones power. Hongbin is the 6th Voodoo Doll conjured by a young priestess. He was sent by a powerful deity to keep watch over her. That’s fine until he decides he wants her power.. and her whole existence for himself.

Genre: NSFW, Angst, Smut, Dark, Horror, Fantasy, Romance

Pairing: Hongbin (Lee Hongbin) x Female OC

“Scent” by @suhoerections​

Song: Scentist

Summary: The voice in your head was screaming no, yet his scent, the misty swirl that locked you in his daze, said yes. 

Genre: NSFW, Angst, Smut, Dark, Mafia

Pairing: Hongbin (Lee Hongbin) x Reader

“Haunted Dreams” by @teakwoods-ghost

Song: Reincarnation

Summary: Sanghyuk has been working for the government for as long as he could remember. He was a mutant, with the ability to jump into people’s dreams. The government told him he was helping people, but when he gets kidnapped he is forced to face the truth of his work.

Genre: SFW, Fluff, Angst, Mafia

Pairing: none

“Ignis Fatuus” by @clytemnestrasrevenge95​

Song: Odd Sense

Summary: Jaehwan is Sanghyuk’s walking, talking addiction.

Genre: NSFW, Romance

Pairing: Ken (Lee JaeHwan) x Hyuk (Han SangHyuk)

“The Thing About Love” by @peonybane​​

Song: The Closer

Summary: The thing about love is this: it’s a war. A war between lovers, a war between rivals, a war between agape and eros. And just when you think you’ve won the battle... you’ve lost the war.

Genre: NSFW, Romance, Angst, Suggestive

Pairing: Hyuk (Han Sanghyuk) x Reader

[monsterb0yf]

Know a Piece of Peace

Pairing: N (Cha HakYeon) [VIXX] x Reader (male)

Word Count: 2.6 k

Genre: Fluff, fantasy, romance, mythology

Summary: He comes to you to steal, but instead he is gifted something much greater. 

a/n: really the gender of the reader isn’t important except for two lines in the story, so feel free to consider this gender neutral! I didn’t originally intend on doing this but the opportunity was there and i felt inspired by the other xreaders within the collab. 

Song: Shangri-La

VIXX PARALLEL Collaboration Masterlist

       When he comes to the garden, it isn't a surprise. You see his ascension, you see the thread of a story slowly unfurl itself from its coil. You saw his family point him to the heavens. You heard the commands he received in order to prove himself. A lowly man, with nothing and no one. The only way for such a human to prove himself is to climb the roots towards the heavens and claim the fruit of your tree. It has been attempted before, and you will surely see it again. Even so, you watch in bemusement as this determined man scales the ever daunting roots of the great tree. His tenacity is endearing. You hope to bring forth a blossom from the hard pit he currently is.

      You wait when he first arrives. It was a silly human tradition, to steal the fruit of gods in hopes of proving one's worth. You have no claim over what the humans culture is though. That was your sister's choice long ago. As the younger brother, you were kept to safeguard the Higher's blessings made physical. The petals fall about your grey robe. He's climbing up the stone steps. 

       "Welcome to my orchard, human. What do you seek?" He stops dead in his tracks at the sight of you at the top of the hill. Father's wind blows and your robe smacks your ankles, your hair flutters. The human blinks. 

       "Who. . .are you?" You step down the stairs. This man is barefoot and clearly scraped from his journey. On his back is a bag, assuredly not carrying much. On his face is unease. He seems too mystified to take his hands away when you hold them. 

       "I am the keeper of this garden. A spirit of the tree and its fruit and its blossoms themselves." He looks down at your hands, obviously perplexed. 

        "But-but the lady of the leaves-" 

       "My mother cares for your leaves. She cares for the Higher's leaves. She does not," you smile down at his innocent ignorance and confused face, "care for my trees." He stammers for response as you turn back and led him up the hill by one of the hands you took. They're strong and calloused. His life has been a hard days work. Never had a lover's caress, never a child who looks to him as a star gifted to earth, never a warm embrace of a parent. He is alone, and he is cold. You bring him to the warmth that is standing beneath your ever pink, ever blossoming tree. 

       "I- I expected a goddess or… or at least no body."

        "You expected an easier time stealing my fruit."

       The human looked affronted, opening his mouth and going to protest before realizing the truth. 

       "I don't steal," came his weak reply. You hum and reach up to grab a peach from the branches. Its flesh is soft, barely retaining its shape from the lightest of presses from your fingers. Its skin is pink and gold, divine in every manner of the term. The human goes wide eyed when you hold it before him. 

        "Then you expect to ask?" He is breathless staring at the fruit. He could take it and run. He could very easily snatch it from your loose grip and sprint back down the stone steps to the roots connecting you to earth, but he doesn't. He does lick his lips and gulp however. 

       "I will beg."

       Very . . . intriguing. 

       You take the hand that never left yours and guide him to the cliff edge, where you sit and watch the humans. You have him sit beside you. The peach rests on your lap. 

       "First, sit. Take a moment's peace with me." 

      "What is your name?" 

       "Hakyeon."

        You hum. With ease, you pull the peach apart into its halves. Juice drips onto your robe and hands. The air is tantalizing sweet.

       "Why do you come to beg for my fruit, Hakyeon?" You turn to him, folding your legs. The human avoids your eyes, looking down to the earth below. He cannot see the other humans as you can. 

      "Everyone said this was the only way." You take a bite of one of the halves, letting its sweet juice coat your lips. You know the story, yet you chose to listen anyway. 

       "The only way to get what?" Hakyeon pauses. The gaze that meets your eyes is open and sincere. The words are more honeyed when they are spoken from the human's soul. 

       "Love." 

       "How do you gain love from my fruits?" 

       "Your fruit can make the finest drink in the world. A drink from it would have anyone fall in love. Nothing is as sweet and as warm and as gentle as love and your fruit. Your peaches are love manifest." 

       You mull on that. Love manifest. Could your fruits be a home-like as a lovers embrace? As warm as an early morning waking up in sunlight and a partner's arms? You wouldn't know. No human has made it this far. No one has eaten gods' fruit except for you.

       "All I want is love. I have been shunned from everyone all my life. I want a place. I want, at the least, a friend." 

       You take half of the peach and bring it to Hakyeon's lips. He jerks back the first time, feeling himself unworthy of the gift. You insist, pushing again until his lips part and at least his tongue touches the sweet flesh. You can almost see the sparks he feels at the taste. The sweetest fruit to man or god. A flavor so pleasurable it as though death itself took delicious form. He takes a bite. Juice drips down his chin onto his dirty blouse and pants. You watch him chew, feel, in interest. 

        "How does love taste then, Hakyeon? Is this what you intended to feel?" He grabs your wrist and takes more. His eyes close and roll back in clear bliss. 

       "You don't need my fruit to sense love Hakyeon. We are all deserving. You are strong and beautiful. Your heart yearns for company, but you will not find it in shortcuts." You take the peach away, Hakyeon looking dazed. Your other hand reaches out, caressing his face. You wipe the juice from his chin, smear it across his lips and cheek. His face is soft, yet imperfect. His mortality give him beautiful imperfection. He has beauty marks, his eyes are dark, his skin is enticing. His voice is melodic as he asked for more. There is no mind in how close either of you are, you holding him close enough to mix breathes and count lashes. "There is love for you, but it is not my fruit." 

       "There is nothing down there for me. I will find no love there." 

       "What do you suggest then, Hakyeon?" Your conversation is in whispers at this point. The human leans forward. There is barely even a brush of lips to the touch, but it immobilizes you. A lover's caress. You have never had another being in such proximity. He pulls away just as easily as he had approached. There is a hair's width between you. His eyes don't ask like his voice does. 

        "Let me stay with you here?"

        "This is no place meant for mortal." His hand is in your hair and it's easy to relax into. 

        "I have been here only moments, and yet I have never felt as loved and safe as I am now. Allow me to stay." 

       "Hakyeon…" You feel naturally inclined for another kiss. You're both grasping onto one another as Hakyeon slowly falls back. He tastes like peaches, but smells purely of human. Of mother's pine and soil, of father's dry wind, of uncle's hot sun. He is sweat and he is earth and he is mortal. He is excitement.

       He is crackling embers on your skin and the laughter in your bellies as petals fall down upon your bodies. His smile is dazzling and is a nail in the coffin for the deal. The peaches and other humans never have this feeling. This pleasant tingle from your lips to the soles of your feet. Hakyeon had never tasted the fruit of the gods', and you had never tasted the emotions of men. He looks beautiful on the dirt, surrounded by the pink petals already since fallen. His skin was warm and welcoming, just as his smile, as his eyes, as his laugh. You take a petal and balance it on his nose, delighted by the simplest fact that it stays and looks ridiculous. 

       "You are a very special human, Hakyeon." 

       "You are a very charming spirit." 

       "Your humans ask of you at times," you mention offhand to the lover you lean against. Hakyeon's chest is not broad or stiff with muscle, but he is warm, and his hands are on you. That is all you can ask. The two of you are under the peach tree, as was often the case. You both leaned against the trunk and watched as the panther of night sky chase away the dog's day. A sky alight in colors from the shift of the time. It will get cold soon, yet you don't even bother to fix the robe of which barely covers your chest at this point. Hakyeon's hands were the cause. They liked to roam your chest, caress the perfect body of a god. He liked to lay on it too. Fall asleep under the stars and blossoms with his nose in your neck. For a human so alone, he is well versed in keeping good company. 

       "Do they?"

       "Yes. They question if you succeeded. If you died finding me." 

       "The old me died. I found you and became anew." You smiled up at him. 

       "At times, you sound like the god of love has visited you in your dreams." Hakyeon laughed and shook his head. 

       "No. No, my god of love is right here." He pulls you closer, more flush against his side. "You are devotion taken God like form." He pulls you in for a kiss, but the question falls from your lips. 

       "Do you miss them?" 

       "Miss who?" You reach up and run a thumb over his lips, pensive. 

       "The humans, your people. All you have here is me and the fruit. Don't you miss other mortal company?" He doesn't answer at first. He's looking at you. You know he heard you. He's simply contemplating. You give him the kiss he wanted, albeit more of a peck. 

       "I miss my brothers and sisters. That is all." He fixes the robe that has fallen off your shoulder. "I am happiest here though. I don't want to be without you." You bite your nails in thought. You'd never gone to humans. You've never left your garden. You are, however, willing to do anything to make this miserable man smile. 

       "Let us go down then. I will accompany you to your family." Father's breeze picks up and blows petals onto you both. Hakyeon looks shocked. 

       "No! You've never met humans and they can be terribly cruel and-and… and my family probably doesn't miss me anyway." You pull away from Hakyeon, pouting. By now, the stars have nestled into their places in the sky and it's cold on your bare skin. Not the matter at hand though. 

       "Hakyeon, if you miss them they surely return the feeling. And I am a god, nothing humans can do will hurt more than my feelings." 

       "My love-" 

       "Let us go Hakyeon. Let us both see your family once more and be merry with them." Hakyeon sighs and pulls you back in. Your face is in his chest as he rests his head on yours. 

       "We shall see."

       When your feet first reach the ground, you are amazed. The human realm is so large, so beautiful. There are giant rolling hills and beautiful golden fields of grain that stretch on into the horizon. Your breath catches in you throat and Hakyeon looks to you with a smile. Your appearance doesn’t fit in his human world. So clean and prim, such perfect appearance. He watches you carefully step, feeling the grass between your toes. How is this so different from your garden?! It takes a moment for Hakyeon to actually get you to focus on walking to his village with him and not looking at every bug and plant you see. You hug onto his arm and walk with him to the village. 

       Hakyeon chose today because of the festival. Harvest season. There would be a huge parade, humans in costumes, plentiful sweets and desserts. Easier to hide a god in a costume, Hakyeon claimed. 

       "No one even knows what I look like. You don't need such precautions." Hakyeon hushed you. 

       "Consider it part of the festivity, then. You'll just be celebrating as a human does." The village was busy, filled with music and people. You crushed Hakyeon's hand watching in excitement. He lead you away from the crowd though, to the vendors. A mask was lovingly put on your face for you, Hakyeon tying the string and then paying. The looking class showed your disguise to be a fox. It was darling. Black with yellow and red swirls and designs. It covered your whole face, only showing your eyes. You held onto Hakyeon's hand and he guided you through the crowd. 

       "May we dance?" He came to a halt, looking back to you.

       "What?"

       "I'd like to join! It seems delightful. Please, darling." Hakyeon looked between you and the path you both had been travelling before heaving a sigh.

       "One dance," he relented. He squeaked and stumbled as you pulled him along to the edges of the square. He took your hand in his once he regained balance. 

       "I step in with my left, you step in with your right." His foot came between your legs and you did as instructed. It was a kind of rocking motion, both stepping in to one another and then stepping out. The humans were full of conversation and laughter, full of merriment. All of them, except Hakyeon. He seemed at an unease, always looking around the two of you at the crowd. 

       "What distresses you, Hakyeon?" You spoke softly on a step in. 

       "Nothing."

       "Do you not enjoy dancing?" He sighed. He was looking resolutely at his feet. 

       "I do, deeply. I do not enjoy being seen though. Especially here." You looked about and saw not eyes on either of you. Everyone was about their own little world. 

       "No one is watching." 

       "And if they are? What if they see a mistake? Or question you as my partner? I am already a stranger to this village." His tone was tragic and expression forlorn. You stopped dancing, holding his face. He was such an anxious creature and he wore his fears on his wrist. You wanted to allay them. 

       "If you love to dance, do it. If you love me, savor me. Your mortal life is much too short to live fearlessly. Act as though you do when you are high off the sweetness of the peaches. Love, and love recklessly without fear of contrition." He blinked at you, softening as he always did. Your reassurances were the honey to soothe his aching heart. 

       "You are always so loving." 

       "As I said before, you are deserving of it." He stepped into you. The lanterns cast a familiar kind of glow on him. The kind during sunsets, where reds and blues and purples all take a shine to him and make him appear ethereal. His hands reach up and tilt your mask up, not all the way, just enough for your mouth to be exposed. It's a kiss, gentle but prolonged. All the sensations melt into one pleasant buzz and you are left with a permanently good impression of the humans. They are all fascinating and lovable, just one in particular captured your heart though.

[lgbt-kpopimagines]

Hold me (VIXX’s Cha “N” Hakyeon  x top!male reader)

Rating: G

Author: Admin N

„Hakyeon, finally! I already counted the minutes!“, I greeted my boyfriend as I opened the door to him.

„Y/N! Gosh I missed you! So sorry, choreography training was pretty intense today.“, he excused himself, slid out of his shoes and got on tiptoes to kiss me.

„I hope you‘re not angry.“ He whispered when pulling away.

He smelled good. Had he taken a shower before coming here?

„No, I only missed you, babe.“

He chuckled playfully and smiled up at me. I couldn‘t help but smile back at my little one. I was so proud of his achievements and I totally respected his busy schedule as the leader of VIXX, but sometimes I felt jealous of his career, as it felt like it got more of my gorgeous boyfriend‘s time than me. I took him by the hand.

„Our time together is so prescious, Hakyeon.“ I started, sounding apparently a little bit too serious, as Hakyeon looked up at me in surprise.

He caressed my cheek. „I know. And there is no one I prefer more spending my free hours with.“ Then he pulled me towards the living room and on the couch. „I‘m tired, can we stay at home tonight?“, he asked and snuggled up on me. For an answer, I wrapped my arms around him.

„I love you, Y/N.“, he mumbled and glimpsed up at me. „Never let me go, ok?“ I smiled to myself, not letting show how much that confession made me happy.

„Never.“, I promised. „I‘ll always take care of you.“ I pressed a quick kiss on this head. „Love you, too.“, I whispered in his ear and Hakyeon pressed himself closer to my body, eyes closed, looking as gorgeous as always.

We kept like this for some moments, just listening to each others breathing, me occasionally caressing his back.

„Y/N? I really love it when you hold me like that, you know?“, Hakyeon hummed out of the blue. „It makes me feel protected from every difficulty which comes my way. Being an idol is stressful sometimes, but you really are my rock.“

I felt warmth spread in my chest and gently kissed Hakyeon‘s neck.

[m0chisenpai]

Kiss

Hakyeon x Reader

In which he just wants her extra time and her...

Call it it a coincidence but you working at a dance studio was never necessarily on your to do list. Nor was finding yourself oddly enticed by the assistant teacher.

Now you two were complete opposites.

He taught the modern classes.

You were a ballet instructor.

Both of you however had years of dancing experience on your belts.

However modern was not necessarily your taste in dancing. However Hakyeon yearned to be the male dancer whom wrapped his arms around your waist. He wanted to put the class of students in awe as he put his essence into creating art with you. 

But you were just so damn stubborn. 

Giving him sly looks as you walked past him, or even watching him with your hip leaned against the door way of his practices without even a simple hello. Things however were bound to change eventually, and you were in for quite the treat that day.

You walked in with the silent studio running a hand down your neck as you greeted the front desk lady and walked to the back punching your time card and walking into the dressing room where you locked up your personal items and slipped on your slippers.

Someone had booked the entire month with you for private lessons. He was an absolute amateur and in his late twenties which surprised you quite a bit however you weren't one to judge a persons personal goals.

You walked into the studio and felt the reach you’d held in slip past your lips seeing him there stretched out on the floor.

“Hello Ms.L/N” You had to bite the inside of your cheek just to hold back the snarky remark to come from your lips.

“Hello, I’m glad to see you are early I don’t like when students are late” You answered keeping a professional looks you hooked up your phone to the stereo. 

“Please take your place at the barre” He stood slowly walking past you to stand on the other side of the bar facing you.

“What exactly is your goal Mr.Cha?” You asked moving your feet to first position. He moved his feet in the same manner moving his arm just like yo did and slowly performing an elegant pile.

“Well I thought why not dabble in a different art form to get some inspiration for an upcoming dance showcase” He answered calmly dropping down into a grande pile with you. You stood walking around to his side of the barre watching his movements.

“Ah is that so?” You asked fixing his legs and straightening his back with a gentle touch that sent visible shivers down his spine.

“Mhm” He hummed slowly leaning forward brushing floor and coming up to see you stand in front of him.

“When you perform Mr.Cha you must make sure your posture is at its best’ You placed your hands on his shoulders pushing them back and tilting his head up just a bit.

“I’ll remember that Miss.L/N” You took a sharp intake through your nose and held out your hand.

“Alright Yeonie let’s be honest your not here to learn ballet so what are you here for” You asked narrowing your eyes. He gave you a smile grabbing your outreached hand pulling you flush against his own body.

“Give me a chance” You scoffed going to walk away only for him to twirl you back into arms.

“You and I, as if” You scoffed and let your arms fall back letting him dip the both of you slowly to the ground gazing into is sharp eyes “I know this little game of your Cha and I refuse to be  mere pawn of it” 

He brought you up letting you twirl while he held your hips lifting you up as you curled your leg around his body.

“I’d never do wrong by you, I just want your extra time and your..” He slowly lowered you so you were a breath away. You weren't gonna lie your defenses were slowly falling and his embrace was comforting. 

“No” Your eyes snapped open as you placed your hands against his chest starting to walk toward the door. 

“Please, take a chance on me Y/N” Your hand was resting on the door handle and you held your breath. You could see him face no longer with that cocky smirk his eyes soft and full of emotion, and he had been fell to his knee holding his arms out.

You turned slowly walking toward him placing your hands on his shoulders. You slowly leaned down letting your leg lift as well as you kissed him feeling him stand your leg lowered as he lifted you pulling back catching a glimpse of a rare smile on that stoic face.

[dancingkimjongin]

Merry Christmas

Hyuk x Reader

A/N: I brought this over from my old tumblr account that I deleted. This was actually written about a year ago.~

Word Count: 1,945

The ground was covered in snow three inches deep. Smoke came roaring out of chimneys, keeping the residents in houses warm and toasty. Christmas day was ending, but you walked the snowy street wearing a winter coat and two layers of pants, determined to see your boyfriend on this magical day. Today was the only day he wasn’t stuck practicing with his band mates all day. They had actually just come off tour. You hadn’t seen any of them in six months, so needless to say, as much as you were excited, you were also nervous.

He had landed earlier that morning before the snow storm hit. The storm had kept you from seeing each other, but now that the storm had passed, you were adamant. You needed to cuddle into his side and hold his hand. You needed to kiss his plump lips and drink hot chocolate together. You longed to spend time with the man you loved. So, you headed on your way to see him at the dorm, despite the fact that you had never been up to his dorm before.

When you finally reached your destination and stepped inside, the warmth of the lobby engulfed you. “Good evening miss, how may I help you?” A lady at the reception desk asked you. A warm smile adorned her face as she spoke. “I’m here to see my boyfriend. He is Hyuk of VIXX,” you answered her. “I’m sorry dear. While I have no reason to distrust you, I also have no reason to trust you. I cannot give you the information you seek,” she answered politely. She was right. You were a random girl off the street here to see someone famous when you yourself were a nobody. However, you refused to turn away before seeing him. You took out your phone and dialed a number you had come accustomed to calling, especially when Hyuk wouldn’t answer his own phone. 

“Hello” he answered. “I’m downstairs and the receptionist won’t let me up. Will you come get me?” You asked. “And you didn’t call Hyuk why?” He asked sassily. 

You rolled your eyes at his attitude.

“He doesn’t know I’m coming. He told me not to because of the snow and I want to surprise him. Now please come down,” you begged.

You heard him huff. 

“Fine. I’m headed down,” he answered and hung up.

You sat in one of the big comfy chairs in the lobby and waited, the receptionist eyeing you suspiciously. After a few minutes, the elevator dinged and the man stepped out in a dark hoodie with the hood up and sun glasses. 

“Beanie oppa!” You cheered and ran to the elevator. 

You engulfed him in a hug.

“Yeah it’s good to see you too. Now let’s go up before Hakyeon cheats and kills me in my game,” he said grumpily. 

You giggled and you both got in the elevator heading up.

When you arrived to their dorm, he opened the door and lead you inside. The front room was the first thing you saw. It was quite a large room, decorated in posters, drawings, and random items picked up from the different places they’d visited. It was beautiful. Of course, with 6 men living in the same space, it seemed a little smaller and less beautiful, but it was still lovely. 

The guys were all sitting around lazily. Taekwoon was sitting at the kitchen counter eating a large slice of pizza, Wonshik was in the corner at a desk scribbling on some paper, Jaehwan was sitting on the couch with a fluffy stuffed Chopper, and Hyuk and Hakyeon were on the floor with game controllers, there eyes glued to the screen. 

“I’m back,” Hongbin declared. 

No one turned to look at him, all giving grunts or nods in acknowledgment. 

“And I brought a friend,” he said. 

Taekwoon was the first to look up. He waved at you and stood up. You grinned.

“Taekwoonie oppa!” You exclaimed and hugged him. At this, the game was paused and everyone looked up. 

“(Y/N)!” A chorus of male voices shouted through the dorm. 

You hugged them each one by one, leaving Hyuk for last. When you made your way to him, he embraced you, long arms squeezing your waist lightly and warm lips finding yours in a sweet, heavenly kiss. 

“I thought I told you not to come,” he said. 

“And I thought I told you I don’t take orders and I wanted to see you,” you retorted. 

He rolled his eyes and took one of your hands. 

“Come on, lets go to my room,” he said, tugging you with him. You pulled back against him. 

“Wait! I want to pass out gifts first!” you said. 

Somehow, none of them noticed the large bag you were carrying. 

“(Y/N), you didn’t have to get us anything,” Hakyeon told you in a slightly scolding tone. 

“But I wanted to. You all mean a lot to me, even before I came to know you all personally,” you justified.

WIth that, everyone moved into the living room. You, Hyuk, Taekwoon, and Hakyeon ended up squished on the couch while Wonshik, Jaehwan, and Hongbin occupied the floor. You reached into your bag and pulled out two gifts, both wrapped sturdily. It would not be an easy task to open any of the gifts that you’d wrapped.

“Alright, these ones are for Hongbin and Wonshik,” you announced before handing them the tightly wrapped gifts. 

They both ripped into them. You had gotten Wonsik a custom made leather song book with his name and VIXX etched on the cover in elegant writing. He flipped through the book, looking at the fancy card stock pages. 

“This is wonderful, (Y/N), thank you!” he said. 

He stood and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. You smiled and looked at Hongbin who was admiring his own present. It was a video game that had recently come out. He hadn’t had time to go out and get it, which was a good thing for you. 

“Thank you so much!” he said gleefully, nearly tackling you in a hug that had made Hyuk deliver a flick to the elders forehead. 

You smiled and reached into the bag again, pulling out presents for Hakyeon and Jaehwan. Jaehan ripped his open while Hakyeon was a little more delicate with the paper. Jaehwan opened his to reveal a cute penguin plushie. 

“Aw! Thanks (Y/N), it’s so cute!” he cheered. 

He got up and hugged you. 

You turned to look at Hakyeon beside you. He was holding up a blue t-shirt that read in white writing, “I’m eomma Cha! I have five kids and I’m still beautiful.” 

He started laughing. “It’s cute,” he gave you a side hug, squishing Hyuk, who was sitting in between the two of you. 

You reached into the bag again and pulled out Taekwoon’s gift. You handed it to him. He began ripping open the package and his face started glowing when he saw the wondrous treats inside. Taekwoon was a hard person to shop for, so you decided to win his heart the only way you knew how, through his stomach. You had made lots of sugary treats for him to delight in. He picked up a chocolaty treat and shoved it is his mouth before giving you a hug. 

“And last but not least,” you reached into your bag, “Hyuk here is your gift!” You handed it to him and watched him open it. 

Inside his package was his favorite movie and two dog tags. One that had his name and one that had yours. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you in for a soft kiss. 

“Thank you jagiya,” he said. 

You smiled up at him and rested your head on his shoulder.

“Ok, enough lovey dovey! We got you presents too!” Hakyeon said. 

He jumped up and grabbed a stack of presents from the corner of the room. 

“You guys didn’t have to get me anything!” you protested. 

“We wanted to. You mean a lot to us too, you know,” Wonsik said. 

He moved to rest his back on Taekwoon’s legs and reached his hand into the tin dish the other was still holding, earning himself a smack on the hand and a hearty kick from the former soccer star. You giggled and Hakyeon put the stack of gifts in front of you. Grabbing the first one your hands met, the one from Jaehwan, you ripped into the package eagerly. Peering inside the now opened package, you found an adorable panda plushie. 

“Jaehwanie! It’s so cute!” you exclaimed. 

You jumped up and attacked the boy in a huge hug whilst hugging the panda to your chest. He chuckled and hugged you back, holding his penguin close. 

“Next present!” Hakyeon demanded. 

You sat back down and grabbed another off the pile. It was from Taekwoon. You opened it, revealing an adorable plushie from your absolute favorite anime. 

“It’s so cute! Thank you!” you shouted. 

You hugged it and hugged Taekwoon, who was still eating sweets. You sat back down and opened the third present, this one being from Wonsik. Inside was two tickets to their concert coming up in the city. 

“Thank you Wonsik! I was wondering how I was going to get it,” you joked. 

You hugged him and picked up the next present, which was from Hakyeon. You opened it, revealing an elegant hair pin. It was a light blue pin with elegant white gems studded into it. 

“Hakyeon… it’s so beautiful,” you breathed. 

You gave him a tight hug, again, squishing Hyuk in the process. 

“Thank you,” you said. 

He nodded. You carefully put the pin back in the box so as not to damage it. You picked up the last box from Hongbin. You opened it to find a bedside picture frame. The frame was wooden with dark red paint stain covering it. It had 8 picture slots, all already holding a picture. There were two center ones that were larger than the rest and were square. The other six were smaller and circular. In one of the center ones, there was a group picture of all the boys. It was a picture you hadn’t seen before and appeared recent. Beside it, in the second center was a recent picture of Hyuk, smiling at the camera. In the six smaller ones, there was a picture of each of the other guys separately, except for Hyuk. In the last available slot was a picture of you. 

“Hongbin, it’s beautiful and perfect,” you said in astonishment. 

You got up and hugged him tightly. 

“Now, I want to give you my present,” Hyuk said. 

He pulled a box out of his pocket and handed it to you. You unwrapped it and opened the box. Inside was a stunning silver necklace with an “H” shaped pendant. 

“SangHyuk… It’s gorgeous,” you kissed his lips and he took the necklace from you. 

You both stood up and you moved your long dark hair out of the way while he gingerly brought the chain of the necklace around your neck and clasped it in. You looked down admiring it. 

“Thank you, jagi,” you whispered and kissed his lips once again. 

The rest of the evening you and Hyuk spent in his room watching movies and cuddling. When it got too late, their manager drove you and Hyuk back to your apartment and somehow Hyuk convinced their manager to let him stay the night. The night was spent cuddling in your queen size bed talking until you both started falling asleep. 

“Merry Christmas, Jagi,” he whispered just before sleep consumed you both.

[caliboyjaeffrey]

Pick It Up (N/Hakyeon x Reader)

Rating: M, verrrrrrrry M

(A/N): Here’s a hefty little smut scenario that’s a Boss and Secretary AU featuring VIXX’s beloved leader, N! N-joy! (fire me that was bad lol)

You tapped your pink pen in boredom on your notepad as you stared out the shiny glass door of your office, watching and counting the various business people walking across. You wished longingly that you could be them, to at least be walking around the office delivering papers instead of sitting at your desk in your uncomfortably tight skirt while you waited for your boss to receive a call. With a huff, you threw your pen down and stared at the standard black business phone with a scowl, crossing your arms underneath your bust in disappointment. Even a call from a telemarketer or something would be entertaining at this point. Plus, it would give you the opportunity to hear your boss' velvety voice through the phone again as you alerted him of the incoming caller.

You didn't want to admit to yourself that you had developed a crush on your astoundingly young and attractive, surprisingly single boss...but you did. Cha Hakyeon was basically every girl your age's dream, and you'd beat out all your fellow secretary coworkers when Mr. Cha had personally asked for you after knowing that you had been the last CEO's secretary as well. As much as you loved the cute, little old man that was your last boss, your body told you that Mr. Cha would be much, much better. You slumped back into your desk chair, unbuttoning your blouse just a little as your cheeks flushed from just the thought of your boss. You fanned yourself with a small stack of papers, glancing out the window to see the sun glaring down on the other shiny skyscrapers that were probably filled with other businessmen and women who were sweltering as well. You stood up and walked over to the big window, glancing down to at the busy city street to see all the ant-like people struggling to escape the massive heat wave that hit the city. You were startled out of your thoughts as the phone rang suddenly, filling your quiet receptionist area with a cacophony that made you wince. You scrambled to pick up the phone, clearing your throat as you addressed the caller cheerfully, "Cha Hakyeon's office, how may I be of service today?" You felt your breath catch as you recognized the voice on the other line, smooth as silk, "________, it's me. Could you go and get me another cup of coffee, please?" You were nearly entranced by just the sound of his lovely tenor, stuttering as you stood up again, "O-of course, sir! I'll be right there." You slammed the phone back onto the receiver, eyes widening as you panicked and realized that you had just hung up on your boss without his confirmation. You bit your lip and dusted of your short pencil skirt, tugging it down slightly as you walked out from behind your desk toward the entrance of your office. Your heels clicked solidly against the chic wooden floor as you hurried off to the employee break room, catching the smirks of coworkers out of the corner of your eyes. You blushed at their stares, knowing fully well that they were staring at the curve of your ass and black pantie hose covered legs that seemed to go for miles. You swallowed any insults that rose in your throat, adjusting your skirt again as you finally reached the break room, closing the door securely and finding yourself blissfully alone. You sighed, mumbling to yourself as you grabbed a clean mug and poured a fresh cup of coffee, "If those jerks are so keen on staring and giggling like school girls to each other, why won't one of them just get the balls to say it to my face? Jeez." You tsked, stirring in some sugar and creamer, just the way Mr. Cha liked it, finding yourself smiling at the thought of getting to do this for him. You heard the door click open, another person walking up beside you as you sniffed disdainfully, knowing it was probably one of the snickering idiots out there as you forced yourself not to peek. "________, how's it going today?" You recognized the familiar deep timbre of Hongbin's voice, one of your many male coworkers who enjoyed tormenting you. You turned and smiled up at him, trying your best to look cheerful as you replied, a wryness in your words. "It's been okay, most exciting thing that's happened today is making this coffee for Cha." You heard him chuckle, furrowing your brow as you watched him pour himself coffee as well, his dimples showing suggestively, "I'm sure it's not the only exciting thing that's going to happen today." "What're you saying, Hongbin?," you exasperated, placing a hand on your hip as you added just a drop more of creamer before beginning to stir the coffee. "Are you and those other morons I call coworkers scheming something again?" This wouldn't be the first time the tall man and his cohorts had plotted some type of prank to tease you, you were their favorite secretary to pick on. Hongbin cocked his head to the side with a smirk, turning toward you briefly as his eyes trailed up and down your body, making you blush at his brashness. You could have slapped the dimples right off his face in that moment if he hadn't been for what he said next, heating your body up a whole ten degrees with just that simple query. "Do you dress that way for Cha?" He nodded down at your tiny skirt, smiling to himself as he glanced back up at you through his lashes. "Well?" "W-what...?," you stuttered in disbelief, picking up the simple white mug and avoiding Hongbin's gaze as you shook your head. "Hongbin, what the hell-" "Or maybe," he interrupted, a devilish smirk gracing his lips as he took another step back to admire your figure. "Hakyeon makes you dress that way...?" "Stop it," you commanded firmly, gripping the ceramic mug so tight that your knuckles turned white. You wanted nothing more than to splash your boss' piping hot cup of coffee  in Hongbin's disgustingly handsome face, you couldn't understand why he picked on you like this.

The taller man glanced down and saw your struggling grip, giving a full body shrug with a cordial smile, "I'm only teasing, _______." He picked up his own mug of coffee, meandering toward the door of the break room with a look of pure innocence, "Don't take everything so seriously." He popped open the door with his foot, lifting his mug with another angelic smile, "I'll see you later, tell Mr. Cha I said hi." As soon as the door clicked shut, you stomped your foot childishly, fanning yourself as you attempted to bat away the sudden barrage of images of yourself straddling Hakyeon's lap in his office with increasingly less and less clothing. "Stop it, stop it, stop it _______," you muttered to yourself, pacing over to the door, gasping as you realized you've probably spent far too long getting his coffee. You walked as fast as your heels and skirt would allow back to your office, passing by your secretary desk and stopping before the big double doors of your boss' office with a hand raised to knock. You took a deep breath, straightening your appearance before you cleanly rapped on his door three times. You were met with a muffled, "Come in." You walked in with your wide eyes respectfully cast down, trying your best to make your sneaking glances less noticeable as you approached Mr. Cha's desk. Natural light flooded in through the back from the floor to ceiling windows, illuminating him from behind as he glanced up at you expectantly. You felt your heart lurch in your chest as you looked up and met his eyes by accident, a blush spreading over your cheeks as you noticed once again how hot it was in here. He took your breath away just sitting there, his suit jacket having been discarded and thrown across the back of his chair, leaving him in nothing but his white button down shirt. His muscular, tan forearms were exposed below his rolled up sleeves, his hand setting his pen down as he quirked an eyebrow, voice polite, "Is there something wrong?" You realized a second too late that you had been staring, hand shaking as placed down his coffee and rushed an apology, "N-no, sir! My apologies, here is your coffee!" The dark liquid sloshed up the side of the mug dangerously as you pushed the cup toward him hastily, a small smile appearing on his lips. "Thank you, ________," he said, lifting the mug and taking a generous drought from it, your eyes trained on the way his long and elegant neck flexed as he swallowed. You felt your thighs press together on their own accord, your hands clenched neatly together in front of you as you felt yourself gulp at the sight as well. Hakyeon set down the cup with a content sigh, his legs spreading slightly wider as he leaned back into his chair. He considered his paperwork in front of him for a moment before he let his gaze wander over to your figure. You automatically stiffened at his attention, hands clammy even in the stifling heat of the office as his dark brown, nearly black eyes roved over your body. Your own eyes were still cast politely to the side, awaiting more instruction from him as you basically allowed your boss to check you out, not that you minded. You were snatched out of your reverie as he suddenly chuckled, "Why do you look like I'm about to bite you? Am I that scary to you?" "O-oh, no sir," You quavered quickly, wringing your hands nervously as you glanced up to see him still admiring you. You shifted in your black high heels, your hips attracting his attention as he watched you writhe under his gaze. "You look very nice today, ________," he observed lightly, turning back to his work and picking his pen back up as he shuffled through his papers. He was so casual about it, but you felt your heart race faster than a professional runner as you glanced up at him in surprise. "T-thank you, sir," you murmured, eyelashes fluttering from his simple compliment as you squirmed slightly on the spot. You pressed your thighs even harder together, not understanding why this time, out of all times, you had to be getting aroused in front of your boss. "Oh," he said, looking back up at you, eyes roaming over you once more before looking down. You almost didn't catch the way his tongue ran over his bottom lip, but you did, and your eyes grew two sizes bigger at the site. What was he doing to you?

"I know it's hot, ________, and I really appreciate the view," he nodded with a small smirk toward your slightly exposed cleavage, your button still undone from earlier. "But you should still remain professional, okay?" You flushed, hands racing to cover yourself up and grab the rogue button, but was quickly stopped by his low voice, "Don't." He smirked again, something deep and dark in his brown eyes as he met yours slowly, "...Leave it." Your fingers fell away from your blouse in shock, mouth agape at your boss as he turned in his chair toward you, crossing his legs gracefully as he smiled, "That'll be all, _________. I'll call if I need you again." "Y-yes, sir," you mumbled with a nod, feeling a drop of sweat run down from your jaw toward the valley of your breasts, sliding down the healthy curve of your chest. You didn't fail to notice the way your boss' eyes followed that single drop, looking positively starved as he bristled in his chair. You thought now would be the best time to leave, turning away swiftly and walking with a purpose toward his office door, but still feeling his stare on the curve of your ass. You nearly slammed the doors to his office close, slumping against the door frame as you finally let out a gasp. You hadn't realized you'd nearly been holding your breath the whole time you were there as your chest heaved for more oxygen. You bit your lip as you felt a surge of heat from between your legs, a slightly uncomfortable and very noticeable wetness seeping through your black pantie hose. He really did all of this to you, left you in complete shambles with nothing but his words and stares. You couldn't help but think of what Hakyeon had said to you about your blouse, recalling your and Hongbin's earlier conversation in the break room. You straightened back up, hurry back to your desk with a tired sigh as you collapsed into your chair. Cha Hakyeon was a dangerous man.

An hour or two had passed before you got another call, bored half to death as you lazily took the phone off the receiver. You cleared your throat and greeted the caller brightly, "Cha Hakyeon's office, how may I be of service today?"

"You picked up, such a good girl," simpered the familiar tenor of your boss, your fingers squeezing the phone tighter as you blinked rapidly, wondering if you had fallen asleep at your desk and this was all some wacky wet dream. "Sir...?,"  you ventured cautiously with a bite of your lip, curious yet apprehensive as to why your boss was calling you. "That's right, sweet heart," he chuckled affectionately, your chest stirring at the pet name. "You know what, _______?" You gulped at his question, not really understanding where this conversation was going and what exactly he wanted. You were afraid to respond, not wanting whatever crazy lucid dream you might be having to end as soon as you spoke. The other end of the line was silent, waiting for you to ask him about what he thought as you tentatively reached out to him, "What, sir?" "You know how I told you how nice you looked today? Well," he sighed contently as if easing into a more comfortable position. You could almost imagine the movement, his shirt unbuttoned slightly, muscular thighs spread wide and inviting as if begging for you to slide into his lap. His voice reached a lower octave than you'd ever heard come out of him before, legs trembling at his words, "Nice was an understatement. You looked completely fuckable, like I could bend you over my desk in that tight little skirt of yours and take you however I wanted." You were unable to stifle the soft moan that escaped your petal soft lips, a hand quickly clapping over your mouth as you continued to listen to him, goading you on, "You'd like that wouldn't you? You didn't think I didn't notice you pressing those pretty little thighs together earlier? Were you getting wet just looking at me, sweetheart?" You couldn't help the next moan that slipped out, letting him fully hear your whimpers as you felt the heat pool once again in your pantie hose. You heard him chuckle on the other line, his voice seeming to draw content circles around you, like he finally knew your dirty secret, "Don't feel too embarrassed, ________. I'm rather happy to know that my interest wasn't one sided." He sounded smug as a cat who had trapped the juiciest, most delicious mouse he'd ever seen, taking his time to wonder just how he would savor it. You didn't know what to say, words coming out in a jumble as your lip trembled, "Sir, please...I'm already embarrassed enough by this situation as it is." Your eyes darted toward the glass door to your office, watching as your innocent coworkers dashed here and there, unaware of your current conversation with your boss. "There's no need for that, baby girl," Hakyeon smirked, his words drawling as he teased you more. "Why would I do that to my favorite secretary?" You glanced over at the door again, rousing yourself to shuffle over and draw the horizontal blinds to block out any unwanted eyes. "I'm only looking out for our best interest." You were stopped halfway to your desk by his choice in words, a pregnant silence passing before you continued your journey back into your seat as you replied, "'Our' best interest? Sir-" "I think you and I both want the same thing, _________," he interrupted confidently, the smirk on his lips dancing behind the blackness of your shut eyelids. You shook your head as if trying to clear his words out, still unable to believe that this wasn't all some crazy, heat-induced dream. Your brain was probably, quite literally, melting down and your insane imagination was helping your cope. Yet, your warm body told you that this really was happening, and that your infuriatingly attractive boss wanted you like you wanted him. You ventured out coyly, undoing a few more buttons on your sweaty blouse as you murmured, "I can't help but wonder what that would be..." You heard him chuckle in disbelief, imagining his head being thrown back with his long, gorgeous neck exposed. His lips were back to pressing to the phone, the smile in his voice must have looked enchanting, "I wish I could just have you back here in my office, baby girl. But, you do have to be a good little secretary and stay up there." It's almost like he knew you were pouting in disappointment as he added, "For now though, why don't I help you get through this last stretch of work?" "How, sir?," you asked, feigning complete innocence as your mind went down a much naughtier rabbit hole. You crossed your legs,  tightly squeezing your thighs together to gain the sweet friction you were craving. "How about I talk about how badly I've been wanting to fuck my secretary's tight little pussy?," Hakyeon suggested darkly as the sounds of him settling back into what might have been his big leather desk chair as he continued, "You've been such a bad girl, _______, distracting me from my work..." You let out the softest moan, heat pooling in your stomach as you whimpered, "I'm sorry, sir, I'll do anything." "Touch yourself," he said blankly, and you swore underneath your breath lightly, hand already searching for the zipper of your tight skirt. "Tell me about how it feels so fucking good to finally touch your soaking cunt." You balanced the phone in the crook of your neck as you slid your skirt down your thighs, gulping back a loud moan as your fingers slid into your pantie hose. Your fingertips skittered down your smooth pubic bone, finding no other obstructions as you dipped into your folds imagining it was Hakyeon's hand pleasuring you instead of your own. You thanked yourself for deciding to not wear underwear that day, not realizing that not wanting pantie lines would bring more than one blessing that day. You released a choked moan as you found your sensitive button, back bowing against your office chair as you heard your boss chuckle lowly on the other side of the call. "Use your words, kitten," he murmured, sounding slightly dazed, or maybe entranced, by the sounds your self-pleasuring was eliciting from your vocal cords. "Tell me how good it feels. You're thinking of my fingers aren't you? Go ahead, I can't even begin to imagine how wet you are right now. Are you dripping on your chair, you little slut?" "Y-yes," you choked out, fingers frantic on your clit as your eyes squeezed shut. You imagined him kneeling before you underneath your desk, his long digits working wonders on your folds as your slickness slid and squelched from his movement. You easily inserted a finger in your yourself, aided by your arousal as the intoxicating feeling of pressure against your walls coiled deep in your stomach. "You feel so fucking good...!" You heard his breath catch on his side of the phone, voice growing husky, "You like that don't you? Got quite a mouth on you as well, what a dirty girl. You know what else you could do with that mouth? Suck-" "Suck your big cock," you cried out desperately, earning a shocked groan from your boss as you quickened the pace on your working hands. You felt pathetic begging like this, but you wanted nothing more than to touch him, "Please, sir...!" He cut you off curtly, struggling to keep his composure as his voice shook, "Get in here. Now." He hung up on you abruptly, leaving you scrambling to pull your skirt back down and drop the phone on the receiver hastily as you shuffled over to his office door. Your heart pounded in your chest as you took the cold stainless steel handle in your hot palm, the momentary temperature difference a relief that soothed your nerves before you pulled the door open. You were temporarily blinded by the bright light of the sun reflecting off the glass of another building and streaming in through the large windows in the office. You looked a complete mess, hair tousled, makeup probably running, with your clothes in all sort of disarray as your eyes finally met the dark gaze of your boss. He sat cool as can be behind his desk, relaxed back into his chair as he lifted a hand and calmly commanded you with his smooth voice, "Come here, ________." You shivered at the soft demand in his voice as you moved as gracefully as you could over to him, trying not to look as eager as you felt. You waltzed softily around the edge of his desk, his dark eyes watching you with a slight smirk on his lips as he slid his chair back a little, "Right here, baby girl." He patted his thigh, and the thought of your soaked heat rubbing against the fabric of his dress pants made you swallow. You straddled him, settling on top of him as he stretched back comfortably in his big chair, clearly admiring your messy state. He reached up with a smirk and wiped away a smug of your lipstick with his thumb, "You're like this already and I haven't even touched you yet." He shifted his legs and considered the obvious wetness that was seeping on his pants from where you straddled him, a blush dusting your cheeks as you looked away, "Such a good girl." "No, no," he scolded softly, cupping your face and turning you back toward him. "Don't play coy with me, sweetheart. I know exactly what kind of slutty little princess you are, so don't even try it." You gulped, leaning into the palm of his hand to press a kiss to the heel of it as you looked up at him through your lashes, trying to satiate him with your touch, "Sorry, sir, it won't happen again." "Good, now," he smiled darkly, shifting you toward him so that your heat brushed over the obvious bulge in his tight dress pants. "Can you tell me how you're going to deal with this problem as my secretary?" You wet your dry lips with your tongue, doe eyes focused on watching your fingers trail up the shining buttons of his crisp white dress shirt, which already exposed some of his smooth, tan chest. You were briefly distracted by the slight movement of his hips beneath you, the fly of his pants caressing your clit gently as you splayed your fingers over his shoulders, answering simply, "As your secretary, it has always been my duty to fulfill your every command." You let your words ring in his ears, glancing up with a slight smile as you saw the glazed look come across his face at your words that were soaked with suggestion. You couldn't help yourself from egging him on more, eager to have his hands somewhere more than where they were massaging circles into your hips, "To satisfy you...so that you can do your best work." Your words had the desired affect, Hakyeon's already dark gaze deepening down even further into pools of pure lust as you were tugged closer by your waist. One of his hands cupped your cheek, fingers threading carelessly through your locks of messy hair as, without words, he abruptly locked lips with you. You felt something in your chest drop to the pit of your stomach in relief, mixing with the feelings of want that were boiling below the surface of your skin. You were nearly stunned frozen in your place, hardly able to reciprocate the insistent kisses of your boss as you realized your were actually doing this. Hakyeon seemed to notice this, urging your with his mouth and tongue that everything was okay; this was fine and that you should be enjoying yourself. You sunk into his hold, not realizing how tense you head been until you felt all of yourself relax against his body as his slick tongue slid past your lips and found yours. He hummed approvingly into the kiss when your fingers found themselves undoing the top buttons of his dress shirt, hands slightly shaking in anticipation from the thought of touching the warmth of his bare skin. How many times had you imagined this moment in the dizziest of daydreams? Drunkenly confessed to your friends how much of a crush you had on your boss while they snickered pityingly at you from over their half-empty cups? Now everything you had dreamed about was becoming a reality and it still felt imaginary, too good to be true. He pulled away for a moment, out of breath and watching with half-lidded eyes and a small smile as you slid his shirt off his shoulders in wonder, reveling in the tan expanse of his bare skin. He leaned down and mouthed your neck, licking possessive stripes over your pulse as his own fingers worked diligently to rid you of your already half-undone blouse. He stayed silent, seeming satisfied to simply listen to your breathless pants and small whimpers as he marked your neck with light pink bruises and  tender bites. Whalst your hands trailed over his collarbones and toned stomach, you stopped for a moment and sucked in a breath, allowing your eyes to slide shut and neck to roll back as he bit on a particularly sensitive part of your neck. The softest of whispers left your lips, but he still managed to hear the aching way you said his name, "Hakyeon..." He groaned at the sound of his given name leaping off your tongue, never having heard you ever call him anything other than Mr. Cha and sir. It made his cock twitch impatiently inside his pants, urging him to skip the formalities and to just bend you over his desk and take you until he felt satisfied. But he had more self-control than that, and he wasn't going to become over eager and lose the chance to really see what other ways he could make you say his name like that again. You felt him push your blouse down your shoulders and off your arms, allowing it to flutter to the floor like a fall leaf as he drank in the sight of your newly exposed skin, "So fucking beautiful." You blushed but allowed him to admire you as long as he liked as you played with the hairs at the back of his neck, asking tentatively, "A-are you just going to stare?" A smile glanced over his lips, blinding and genuine as he chuckled lightly, "I'm just taking my time to really appreciate you, sweetheart." He dipped his head down and pressed a kiss to the top of your breast, right over your heart, earning him a small whimper from you as he murmured against your skin, "I've never really gotten the chance to properly reward you for being such a good secretary. I think now is as good a time as any, hm?" You could barely nod, threading your fingers through the softness of his raven locks as he sucked more hickeys on the tender skin of your chest. His fingers brushed over your ribs teasingly before they found your shoulder blades, thumbs tracing the projecting bones before finding the clasp to your bra. He unclipped the offending piece of garment that was blocking him from covering more of your skin with his mark easily, sliding the straps down your arms like he was unwrapping a wonderful birthday present. He had an attractive smirk on his lips as he took in your bare breasts, gazing at them in appreciation like they were something he expected. Your inner inquiries on his look were answered as he leaned down and flicked his tongue across the hardened nub of your nipple, murmuring with a satisfied expression, "You're better than I had imagined, ________." Your back bowed as you pushed your chest into his waiting mouth, his lips eagerly attacking the hardened points of your breasts. A broken moan left your own lips as one of Hakyeon's roughened hands found your open breast, fondling and pinching your nipple until it felt almost unbearable. The feelings of pleasure were nearly too much, your hips accidentally rolling into his and causing him to pull away from your chest with a sudden groan, "Fuck, baby girl." "Hakyeon," you whimpered, hips not stopping as you ground down teasingly over his length. You could practically feel how big he was, even tucked all nice and neatly inside his pants, and you wanted him like nothing else. "Please, let me..." Without his permission, you slid slowly off his lap and down to the cold marble floor that made up his luxury office, goosebumps racing up your thighs. Your hands worked eagerly to ease him out of his pants, the clinking of his black leather belt exciting you nearly as much as his touch did. When you pull him out of his pants, you can't help but swallow the lump in your throat as you blatantly admire his length. You hear him chuckle, but there's a slight strain in his neck and his fingers are locked tightly to the arms of his chair, "You like what you see, kitten?" In a lusty daze you nod, leaning forward to press your cheek to his thigh and teasingly run the tip of his cock over your wet lips. His breath hitches when you run a nail down the side, gently following the prominent vein that  proudly bulged from tip to base. It's when you feel him twitch inside your palm that you can't control yourself any longer. You welcome his cock into your mouth, tongue slickly sliding down the underside as you practically swallow him, your gag reflex suddenly almost nonexistent. You feel his thigh muscle tense underneath your cheek, looking up at him through your lashes to see his forehead covered in sweat, mouth open as pants and groans are pulled from his throat as you suck him off. You swallowed, throat flexing deliciously around the tip of his cock as your hands gripped his thighs. One of his hands finds the back of your head, his ragged breathing making everything he said sound ten times sexier, "Jesus Christ, baby girl." From the way his hips were shifting forward in his chair, you could tell that Hakyeon was a second away from cumming in your mouth. You thought lustily of how he might taste, anticipating the moment when his salty seed would touch your tongue, but was promptly robbed of that fantasy when your mouth was tugged off his cock with an audible pop. Hakyeon saw your surprised and disappointed expression and chuckled lowly, thumb brushing away the trail of spit on your chin, "You really thought I would let myself come in your mouth? Oh no, sweetheart," he shifted you off the floor and up onto his desk by your hips. "My cum is going to fill up that wet little pussy of yours." You let out a shaky moan as he pushed you back against his desk, not caring that you scattered his neat stacks of paperwork while his mouth closed over yours again. While distracting you with his tongue, his fingers worked seamlessly to push your tight pencil skirt over your hips. You let out a surprised squeak as he forcefully tore a hole in your panty hose, not wasting a moment as his fingers slid deep into your heat. He pulled them out, holding his hand up to the light to gaze at your essence coating his fingers with a smirk, "Look at that, princess." He brought them to his mouth and cleaned them with his tongue, eyes closing in rapture at the taste before reinserting them into your pussy. "You taste as good as you look." You whimpered and squirmed underneath him, his arms caging you in as his fingers curled in and out of you at a breathtaking pace. You could only choke on his name and swallow his own groans as he kissed you until your lips felt like they surely would be black and blue the next day. It felt like you were caught in between release and not, a frustratingly endless cycle that you thought would never end until his lips left yours and were suddenly blowing cool air on your heat. Without any words, he knelt between your spread legs, leaving quick kisses on your inner thighs before lavishing his tongue over your clit. "Hakyeon...!," you cried, fingers weaving into his hair as you tugged roughly on his dark locks, earning you a muffled moan. The sounds of him sucking and licking your heat, accompanied by the dirty squelching over his digits thrusting harshly into your pussy echoed off the tall walls of his office, bouncing across the smooth, white marble floors. If the sound of him simply eating you out was enough to get you off, titling your head down to watch him work his tongue over your wet folds sent you over the edge. He pulled away from your clit, lips shining with your essence as he roughly thrust into you, growling, "That's right, kitten, fuck back against these fingers." And you did as you were told, clinging for dear life on the edges of his desk as your climax slammed into your lower stomach, your walls clenching tightly around your boss' fingers as he relentlessly drove you into a pleasured frenzy. "Ah...!," you gasped, feeling something strange and warm trickle down your legs, a tight new knot snapping inside your belly. "Would you look at that, baby girl, squirting all over my desk like you own the place," he smirked, pulling his fingers out to watch the rest of your release drip off his desk and onto the floor. "You're a fucking mess, _________." You didn't even get the chance to apologize through your hazy embarrassment as you felt him suddenly slap your inner thigh with his length, his hands carelessly guiding and pulling you to bend over his desk. Your cheek pressed against the warm wooden surface where your back was, breasts squished firmly underneath you as Hakyeon brushed the tips of his fingers teasingly over your ass, "I wish you could see yourself right now, sweetheart. Ass in the air, pussy dripping down your thighs, and already fucked out even though I haven't even gotten my cock in you yet." You quivered in anticipation, toes curling as he prodded your opening with the tip of his dick, not waiting for anyone as he promptly shoved his entire length inside of you. You couldn't help the squeak that came out of you at his sudden intrusion, the new stretch his length was providing not uncomfortable, but not yet pleasurable. You heard him give a short laugh of approval before he began to rock in and out of you, his hips snapping precisely and neatly into your ass. All you could do was bite your lip, screw your eyes shut, and gasp his name over and over as he took you from behind. "So tight for me," he murmured, head rolling back and dark eyes sliding shut at he let the feeling of your heat clenching around him take over. You were so wet and hot, gripping his shaft so well that it felt nearly impossible for him to maintain his usual endurance. Hakyeon prided himself in his self control, allowing him to drag out a good fuck for as long as he damn well pleased. But you and your beautifully tight pussy were giving him a run for his money as he felt his own release approaching. "Tell me that you want my cum, baby girl," he groaned, the flicking of his hips growing erratic and frenzied as he bent over and pressed kisses to your back. "Tell me you want your boss' cum to fill you up." "I want it, Mr. Cha!" You cried, hands balling into fists as you felt him give one last powerful thrust deep inside of you, a sudden foreign flood of warmth spreading within your core. "Oh, god, yes..." Hakyeon stayed inside you for almost a good minute releasing himself into your pussy, his head bending over to touch your back as he panted for breath, "Such a good girl." After a few more moments of simply feeling him softening inside of you, he pulled out gingerly, careful of your sensitive lips as your thighs trembled from the sudden emptiness. You laid there in a complete daze, barely hearing him tuck himself back into his pants and buckle his belt. You felt yourself being scooped up by him, your arms naturally coming to wrap around his neck as he sat back down into his plush leather chair. He leaned over and picked something up off the floor, presenting you his shirt with a smile on his face as he offered it to you to cover yourself as modestly as the situation would allow. You returned his smile with a blush, drawing the white material over your chest, "Thank you." "You're welcome," he said simply, turning your head with his hand to capture your lips in a slow passionate embrace. His tongue darted into your mouth for a quick taste before he pulled away with a smirk, "Did you enjoy yourself, ________?" "Yes, sir-" "Hakyeon," he interrupted with a bright grin, nearly blinding you with his beauty as he repeated, "It's Hakyeon from now on, okay?" "Okay," you answered, looking down and smiling to yourself as you rested your head in the crook of his neck. You saw the complete disaster that was his desk and sighed, "Guess I have my work cut out for me..." "Don't worry about it," he smirked, pressing a peck to your lips. "Just worry about the fact that I'm not going to be able to keep my hands off you from now on. I'll get another secretary to clean it up." "Another secretary...?," you frowned, looking up at him in disapproval. "I'm the only secretary you'll ever be needing, Hakyeon." He let out a laugh at your braveness, gathering you in his arms better, "Yes, ma'am." He nuzzled into your neck affectionately, "Look at my little secretary getting brave and talking down to her boss...just what do you think I should do with her?" His umber eyes darkened to those now familiar suggestive pools as he said lowly, "Maybe she needs to learn her place...?"

[kpopmalereader]

cold ; cha hakyeon

• summary: you’re sick and needy and just want love • pairing: cha hakyeon x male!reader • word count: 549 • to do

You sniff and wipe your nose slightly, shuffling into the living room. “Hakyeon?”

“Love, why aren’t you in bed?”

“I’m cold, you weren’t there.”

He smiles and brushes his thumb over your cheeks. “That’s adorable.”

You tilt your head up, closing your eyes as the warmth starts coming back to your body again. “Can you stay with me until I fall back asleep? Or maybe longer?”

You sniff again and make your natural swollen-faced pout even more prominent, hoping it sways him more towards laying back down with you for hours on end. He hums and furrows his eyebrows, tapping on his chin.

“Let me think about it.”

You whine, voice cracking slightly as you do so, and lay your forehead against his chest. “You’re mean.”

“I haven’t given my answer yet.”

You breathe out your nose, cough slightly, and open one of your eyes.

“Okay, I’ll lay down with you long enough to warm you up.”

“You were mean to me, so you should lay down with me until the next time I wake up again.”

Hakyeon hums again and lifts you up, ignoring your freezing cold hands and you going limp in his arm and causing all of your dead weight to go on his forearms. You cuddle into his neck, eyes already starting to close.

He lays you down on the bed and, after changing into something more comfortable, he lays down with you. He lets you press yourself against him and lay your head on his chest.

“How is half of your body so warm but your hands and feet are so cold?”

“My whole body is cold on the inside.” You rub your eyes and shove your legs in between his. “That was meant to just be that I feel cold, not that I’m like emo or something.”

He laughs softly and holds your hands in his, letting you press your freezing feet against his legs. “I’m only allowing this because you’re sick.”

“Mhm, whatever.” You mumble, pulling the blanket tighter around you. “Goodnight, I love you.”

“I love you too…” He kisses your forehead and smiles, whispering to you. “But don’t get upset when I’m not here when you wake up.”

“You talk a lot of smack for someone who carries me around at least four times a week and wouldn’t go to work today because I’m sniffly.”

He huffs and crosses his arms. But he happens to cross his arms over your back given your current position and completely undermines his statement. “I didn’t go to work today because you have a cold and I know you would try to drive somewhere or do work and hurt yourself somehow.”

“You didn’t go to work today because you love me and wanted to take care of me.” You poke his stomach and lean your head up, laying your chin on his chest. “But you want to keep your façade and act like you can’t stand me, but I also know you ordered all of my favorite foods and drinks earlier today.”

“I love you, doesn’t mean I need to like you.” He kisses your nose and moves down the bed. “Go to sleep.”

You wrap your arms around his neck. “You’ll still be here when I wake up and we both know it.”