#chani oneshot

[yootaesowlwrites]

I Want To Watch - Chani / Kang Chanhee

W/C: 3.9K

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Prompts: “Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.” + “I like it when you say my name like that.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, mutual masturbation, dirty talking, nudism, nipple stimulation, clit stimulation, fingering, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare, cockwamring.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You step into the bedroom and found Chani already laying on the bed, his eyes closed and his hands behind his head while one of his feet were tapping in the air. His shirt had ridden up slightly, and you could see the happy trail on his abdomen, which makes you lick your lips before biting the bottom one. You always wondered how he would look like touching himself in such a position, his happy trail grown out and his clothes completely discarded. You were completely lost in your own mind that you hadn’t noticed that he had opened his eyes and lifted his head to look at you.

“It must be one nice thought that’s going through your head right now,” He says in a low tone. You could hear the laziness in it as he spoke, which only seem to set your skin on fire and let your mind wander a little further at how he would grunt and groan as he touched himself. “Would you like to share them?”

“Would you really want to hear it?” You ask before turning away from the bed to try and clear your thoughts. You hear the bed shifting and moments later you hear footsteps approaching you before his arms wrap around you from behind and pressed his front against your back, which quickly caused his warmth and scent to radiate onto you. He places his chin on top of your shoulder, and you feel his breathing reach your ears.

“I really want to hear about it,” He says in a low tone. Which makes you squeeze your legs together, and it doesn’t go unnoticed by him. “Maybe I can make some of those thoughts come true,” His lips brush against the shell of your ear, and you feel a shiver going down your spine before goosebumps break out onto your skin.

“Fuck, Chanhee…” You practically moan out. You feel one of his hands slowly slide down and cup your mound through your clothes, before his fingers slowly slip between your legs and press down on your folds. “Gosh…” He smirks as he feels your body reacting to the touch.

“Tell me,” He whispers. You close your eyes and try to regain your composure, and try to find your words without stuttering. “Come on, tell me… I want to know,” His fingers press a little harder against your folds, and you feel your panties about to slide between your folds. You take in a shuddering breath and place your hand on top of his that was still on your stomach.

“I… I want you to lay back and touch yourself,” You whisper. His fingers pause against your folds. “I want to watch,” You feel his fingers press down hard against your pussy, pushing your panties between your folds before pulls his hand away.

“You want to watch me as I touch myself?” He asks. You could feel the fabric of your panties rubbing your clit, and you had to keep back a whimper. He turns you around to face him, which makes the panties rub your clit even more as you move. “Will you be touching yourself as you watch me?” You slowly nod your head and bite the inside of your cheeks. “Undress me,” You immediately reach for his shirt, you didn’t need to be told twice. You curl your fingers around the hem of his shirt and pull it upwards, he lifts his arms to allow you to take his shirt off, and your eyes immediately drop to the happy trail. “You want to watch me touch myself while I have my happy trail, what did you picture in that dirty mind of yours?” You swallow as you feel heat creeping up your neck to your cheeks.

“I… You, naked on the bed, your cock hard and glistening from your cum as it's coated with it,” You say as you move your hands down to his sweatpants. “Groaning, grunting as you palm yourself, sweat sticking to you…” You curl your fingers around his waistband and push the sweatpants down along with his underwear. The clothes fall to the floor around his ankles with a whoosh, and he steps out from them.

“Sounds like a thought that could have made you wet,” He says. You push your thighs together, feeling your panties rub your clit again and feeling your wetness moving between your folds. “Strip for me,” He takes a few steps back before sitting down on the bed, spreading his legs and his semi-hard cock on display along with the happy trail. He leans back on his hands and watches you. You swallow and reach for your shirt before slowly removing it from yourself and letting it drop to the floor. “Did it make you wet?” Your bra was next to fall to the floor.

“It did,” You mumble as you reach for your pants next. You take in a deep breath as you feel your panties slowly peeling away from your clit as you push your pants along with your panties down your legs.

“Let me feel,” He says. You swallow as you step out from your clothes and make your way towards him. His eyes were drinking up every single part of you as you approached him. The way your curves were just right and the way your thighs could clamp down around his head and smother him when he would eat you out. You stop in front of him, and he reaches one hand out, pushing the heel of his palm against your mound while his fingers spread your folds and slowly feel around.

“Fuck, Chanhee…” You whisper as you feel his fingers slide along the inside of your folds before pressing against your hole where most of your juices were. Your lids flutter as you feel his fingers slowly circle your slit before the warmth of them disappears. You watch as he wraps the hand that was just touching you around himself and slowly spread your juices over his semi-hard length.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” He groans. You suck your bottom lip between your teeth as you watch his semi-hard cock being coated with your wetness. He lays back on the bed, and you bite your lip as you watch his cock slowly rising as it grew harder, and his thighs bulging slightly. “ Fuck…” You could feel your bottom lip swelling from how hard you were sucking on it. You felt frozen in your spot as you watch him, the sight was better than you imagined, and he wasn’t completely hard yet. You could feel your heart rate picking up as he slowly runs his hand up and down along his length to get himself hard.

“Chanhee…” You whisper as you release your bottom lip. You step closer to the bed and sit down at the end of it, your eyes not wavering from the sight of his hand around himself. He turns his head in your direction and saw you watching his hand intently, he could feel his blood rushing down to his cock at the sight of you watching him like that. He watches as you cup your boob, almost unknowingly to yourself, and slowly massage your fingers into the flesh. “Ohh, fuck…” You could see some pre-cum starting to glisten at his slit.

“Hmm,” He hums. He watches as your other hand move to the inside of your thigh and gently stroke your inner thigh. Your fingers rub over your nipple, and he watches as your breathing becomes deeper. You wanted to watch him as he touched himself, and now he understood why, it was such a sinful and delicious sight to watch the one you love touch themselves in front of you. He rubs the palm of his hand over the head of his cock and spread the pre-cum over the tip before sliding his hand downwards again.

“Oh, my fucking fuck,” You breathe out, seeing the head of his cock glistening with his pre-cum, and it looked like such a delicious sight. You lick your lips and roll your nipple between your fingers, sending a jolt of pleasure down to your core and causing more wetness to grow between your legs. “Ohh, oh…” You watch as his length stands tall now that it was completely hardened. “So big, Chanhee…”

“Fuck, Y/n…” He groans. His strokes were long and slow and almost precise, you could see the prominent vein on the underside of his cock, leading all the way to the tip. Veins begin growing on his hand and slowly move along his wrist, which makes you unconsciously tug on your nipple.

“Oh, shit,” You mutter before releasing your nipple and placing that hand on the bed. “I…” You swallow and glance at the empty spot beside him, trying to see how much space there was before you lay down next to him. Your hand slides along the inside of your thigh, and you cup your pussy and slowly rub your outer folds.

“Are you touching yourself?” He asks. He could only see your wrist moving slowly, which should have been his answer, but he wanted to hear you say the words.

“Hmm… I am,” You breathe out. Your eyes had yet to waver from his hand around his cock that was slowly spreading his pre-cum over him and making his entire length glisten with the sticky liquid. You could see his stomach moving slowly as he breathes in deeply, his happy trail coming into sight every time he exhales. He props himself up on his elbow and watches as your fingers stroke along your folds.

“Fucking, fuck,” He breathes out. “I want to see that…” You feel your insides twisting at his words. “Can you move higher onto the bed, and I’ll turn around,” You pull your hand away from your pussy, and he watches as you move higher onto the bed and lay your head on top of the pillow. He releases his cock and climbs off the bed, only to climb back on with his feet on his pillows and his head at the end of the bed. “Fuck, so much better,” You now had a better sight of his cock, and you could still see his happy trail. You bend your knee and spread yourself more open for him to get a better view. “Fuck… I don’t know how long I’m gonna be able to hold back before I need to be inside you,” You grab onto his pillow before handing it off to him, he immediately places it behind his head to prop it up, even if it was just slightly.

“Chanhee,” You whimper. He licks his lips as he watches you move your hand between your legs again and stroke your fingers along your folds. “Touch yourself, please, Chanhee,” The way you were saying his name was making his mind become hazy. He wraps his hand around himself and slowly slides it along his girth, the wet sounds quickly fill the air as he plays with himself. “Oh, ohmm,” Your fingers move to your inner folds, and he could hear a faint squelching sound as your wetness moves along with your fingers.

“Hmm, Uhm,” He lowly groans. He could feel sweat slowly building up on his skin, his hair was already starting to stick to his forehead, and he could feel the bedding sticking to his back as well. The air inside the room has grown thicker and warmer, contributing only to the sweat building up on his skin and yours.

“Chanhee… Oh, my… Chanhee,” You whimper as you stroke your fingers next to your clit, doing your best to avoid the bundle of nerves. He slides the palm of his hand over the head of his cock, which seemed like it was swollen and begging to fill your pussy, and spread the liquid down his shaft and twists his hand at the base. You watch as he takes in a shuddering breath and fights to keep his eyes open and on your hand, on your pussy. “Chaaanhheee,” His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows loudly.

“I like it when you say my name like that,” He breathes out. Your legs jolt as you slide your finger over your clit and slowly rub over the nub. “Fucking… Fuck,” He licks his lips and watch as you take the nub between your thumb and middle finger and slowly roll it between the pads of your fingers.

“Hmm, Chanheeee,” You whine. You could feel your skin heating up and your back sticking to the headboard, your heart rate was loud in your ears. “Ohh, Chanhee, Chanhee…” He lets out a groan as he moves his hand faster along his length and his breathing increases, you could see exactly what you were doing to him when you moaned and whined his name. “Chanhee…” You could see his skin beginning to glisten underneath the bedroom lights as the layer of sweat becomes thicker. The squelching sounds become louder the more you play with your clit, you could feel a tension slowly building inside your abdomen.

“Hmm, Y/n… baby, sweetheart,” He groans. Your fingers slide down to your slit, and he watches as a digit disappears inside of you, his eyes roll to the back of his head before he tries to focus on your finger and pussy. He watches as your juices get pushed out from around your finger and lets out a low groan at the sight. “Fuck, that… That’s so hot,” The sucking sound of your wetness fills the air, and he could feel his cock twitch in his hand.

“Fuck, Chanhee…” You whimper out. You slowly pump your digit in and out of you, it felt euphoric as you fingered yourself in front of him, and have him watch you like that. “Chanhee… Are you drooling?” You could see something at the corner of his mouth, and once you mentioned it, he quickly swipes his tongue over his lips. “Fuck…” To have him drooling over the sight of you made the feeling even stronger inside you. You push a second digit inside you, and he watches as your walls stretch around your fingers.

“Fuck… Hell,” He groans out. You could see that his fingers were completely coated with his pre-cum and glistening in the light as he palms himself faster and faster, almost following the rhythm of your fingers as you pump them in and out of your sopping hole. You curl them inside your hand, he watches as your hips slightly lift off the bed. “Fuck…” You could see sweat coating his chest, and that was exactly what you had pictured in your mind. His hand around himself, his skin coated with sweat and him looking like sin.

“Fuck, Chanhee…” You moan. Your lids flutter as you feel a tightening feeling forming inside you quickly, you slip a third digit into yourself, and the stretch makes you moan and close your eyes. Your head turns to the side and Chanhee watched with anticipation now, he could see you pumping your fingers rapidly in and out of you, and knew you were getting close to your high. “Chhaannnnhhheeeee,” He watches your muscles tense and your fingers move faster and faster, you dig the heel of your palm against your clit, your toes curl into the bedding and a hot tingling sensation goes up your legs. “FUCK, CHANHEE!” He forces himself to slow down his movements as he watches you come undone right in front of his eyes.

“CHANHEE!” You cry out as the tension snaps inside of you. Your mind tumbles into the clouds as stars fly past your vision, your body felt like it was floating. You rub your palm faster against your clit to get you through your high while your fingers still pumping in and out of you. They weren’t stretching you out nearly enough like his would, but it was enough, for now. “CHANHEEEE!” He releases his cock and quickly moves between your legs, he grips your wrist and pulls your hand away from your pussy, interlacing his fingers with yours and feeling the stickiness of your juices move onto his hand.

“Fuck, fuck, so hot,” He mumbles. As you come down from your high, you quickly realize that he was now between your legs and his cock was resting against your pussy. “You look so hot… I need to be inside you, now,” You feel your pussy twitch at his words and open your eyes to look up at him. “That look… Fuck.”

“Put it in, please,” You whisper. You were breathing rapidly from the high you just had, and your walls were pulsing, but you were desperate to feel him inside you, to feel his cock stretch and fill you. Your body jolts as you feel his cock slowly push through your folds and slide along your pussy before the head pressed against your entrance.

“Did you enjoy your little show, sweetheart?” He asks in a low tone, which makes you whimper and rapidly nod your head. You could feel the head of his cock circling your entrance. “Use your pretty words.”

“Yes, yes, I did!” You blubber out. You feel his cock slowly slide into you and stretch your walls. “Ohh, ohh, fuck, yes, Chanhee,” And slowly fills you, you reach up and grab onto his shoulder and dig your nails into his skin to leave red scratch marks behind on his skin. “Fuuuck.”

“Ohh, fuck, uhh, uhmm,” He groans as he feels your walls squeeze down around him. “Fuuuckk,” You barely catch sight of his eyes rolling to the back of his head before your lids shut in the ecstasy feeling that was coursing through your veins. “Ohh, hmm,” The squelching sound of your juices quickly fills the room along with the sound of your moans and his groans.

“Chanheeee,” You whine out. His hips pause against yours momentarily before he lifts them, his cock slowly slides from you halfway before he thrusts back into you. “Ohh, oh, my fucking…” The way his cock was rubbing along your walls felt so heavenly, and you could feel another high starting to build inside you. “Chanhee… Chanhee…”

“Fuck, that feels so good,” He grunts out. He grabs onto your hips and pulls you closer against him, your walls clench as you feel his cock slipping deeper into you and hitting the right places. “Fuck… again, do that again,” His cock was aching from stroking himself, and he was sure he wasn’t going to last long. “Fucking…”

“Chanhee…” You whimper. You could see tiny spots behind your lids, and your mind was slowly ascending into the clouds again. “More… I need more,” His thrusts pick up, and you feel his grip on your hips tightening before you felt him lift it off the bed to get a better angle. “FUCK!” The loud squelching sounds were so sinful yet delicious. “CHANHEE!” You could just about feel your juices splattering on the inside of your thighs with his quick pace.

“Fuck, so good, you’re so good to me,” He pants out. Your grip on his shoulders seem to tighten the closer you were getting to your high, and the feeling was driving him mad. “Fuck…” The sound of the bed squeaking and the headboard banging against the wall fills the room along with the other sounds. “Fucking, squeeze me again, fuck,” His tone almost sounded desperate.

“Chanheeeee,” You whine out as you feel a hot sensation shoot up your legs, your head begins turning from side to side as the overwhelming feeling of pleasure washes over you. “FUCK!” You squeeze your legs against his side as the tension inside you comes undone. For a moment, the only thing you could hear was the sound of your wetness squelching. “C-CHANHEE!” Your body felt like it was in the clouds while fireworks seem to explode behind your lids.

“Fuck, yes, like that, yes,” He grunts out, trying to thrust faster into you. His hips begin to stutter, and he felt his balls tightening as he feels your orgasm surround his cock and spilling from you as he thrusts into you. “Fuck, fuck… fuuuuckkk,” Your walls were clenching around him unconsciously, and it was making his mind spin on the pleasure that was surging through him.

“Chanhee, Chanhee, Chanhee,” You chant his name as your body was shaking underneath him. You felt pure ecstasy as you were going through your high. You could feel tears of pleasure forming in your eyes as your muscles tighten from the release. “Chanheee!” You could feel him practically pounding into you before you felt your muscles relax, your grip on his shoulders slowly loosen until your hands slide down to his elbows.

“Fuuuuuccckkk,” He lowly groans and pauses his fast movements. The tightening feeling on his balls quickly disappears as hot cum spills into you. “Fuck… Yes, yes…” He slowly rocks his hips into yours to ease himself through his high as you were slowly coming down from yours, you could feel your skin slowly cooling off, and you quickly became aware of him filling you.

“Chanhee…” You whisper. His head drops to your shoulder, and you feel his hot breathing close to your ear. “Gosh…” His movements slow down before they completely stop, within a few seconds you quickly find yourself on top of him and feel his hands sliding around you to hold you down against him. Silence quickly fills the room, and you feel the temperature drop, the cool air nips at your warm, sweat-coated skin. Your thoughts slowly calm down, and you feel your breathing slowly evening out. His hand slowly and gently rub up and down along your back, which was sending a wave of comfort through you.

“Are you okay?” He softly asks. The afterglow was fully settling in now, and you could feel yourself relaxing into him, and fully soak up the warmth he was providing to you.

“Hmm, I’m okay,” You whisper. “Absolutely okay, that sight… Better than I imagined,” He could feel your walls pulse around him as you thought back to the sight of his hand around himself. “And you?” You move your gaze to his shoulders. “I should… clean those,” You were about to get up, but his grip around you tightens, and he holds you down against him. “Chanhee.”

“Later, later, you can clean and tend to it later,” He says. “It’s okay now, it doesn’t hurt,” You let out a huff but nod your head. “I enjoyed it… maybe we should find a better position to do it in though,” You bite the inside of your cheeks. “Maybe sitting next to each other… so I can reach over and put my fingers inside you.”

“And I can stroke your cock?” You ask. He lets out a low grunt. “I take that as a yes,” He lifts his head away from your neck and the spot quickly becomes cold. “Let me go get the cloth and clean us, okay?”

“No, no, not yet… not yet,” He mutters. “Just a little longer, a little more…” He was enjoying you on top of him, and feeling you melt into him. “Just… five more minutes,” You smile and nod your head before resting your head on his chest, you feel his lips gently touch the top of your head. “Thank you.”

[redskull199987]

A bright Future

Paul Atreides x fem!reader Word Count:1.4k Warnings:minor Spoilers for Dune Part II, Blood, stab Wound, Violence, you know the drill Summary:You thought you were going to be fine. Until you saw Paul cry. He knew the Rules of the Desert better than anyone else. Seeing him waste his Water so freely told you how serious the Situation was…

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It was quiet. Or at least that’s what it felt like. A quiet and short moment, that barely anyone around you noticed. You had always thought getting stabbed would be a sharp pain, naturally. That you’d scream out in pain or drop to your knees. 

But none of that ever happened. It wasn’t a sharp pain, it felt dull and barely noticeable. It was the adrenaline and Spice running through your system. Or that’s what you told yourself. You had to tell yourself something. Something to keep you focused, to tell yourself to not black out. To pull out the blade and kill the Harkonnen Warrior in front of you. 

You felt slow, awfully slow. You thought that if you had been any slower, the Harkonnen might have stopped and laughed at you for ever thinking you could beat him. But Paul and Chani later told you, they had never seen someone move so fast, like you did in that moment.

The Adrenaline, you told yourself again. Over and over again. You had to keep fighting, finish the Mission. Save the Fremen. The people that had become your family, even over the short time that you had been on Arrakis. You just had to make it, that you owed them.

The next few minutes felt like you weren’t even in control of your own body. Like you were a watcher, an observer. It felt like you were back on Caladan, watching a filmbook about the Fremen with Paul. You saw yourself fight against the Harkonnen with Paul while Chani fired her weapon at the Thopters. You saw the Explosion and felt the earth shatter from the sheer power of the blast. It must’ve been the Spice, you thought. Granting you views and visions you weren’t even capable of seeing. As an Outsider, you had always been sensitive to the Melange.

And lastly, you felt the Pain.

The Pain of the weight of the world crashing down on you again. First there was silence, but suddenly you felt everything everywhere all at once. You felt like the sand beneath your feet was pulling you down and no matter how much you fought against it, you couldn’t escape it. Couldn’t escape fate. Couldn’t escape death.

You abruptly came to a halt. Paul’s hand left yours and you saw your two companions run a little further, until they noticed that you had stopped. You heard Paul call out to you and a few seconds later, he came running over to you. His expression was of pure panic when his gaze wandered from your face to your abdomen. You had pressed a hand against it, but it seemed useless. Thick warm Blood was oozing out between your fingers. It felt comforting, somehow. It told you that you weren’t dead, yet. Somewhere in your mind, you heard Stilgar scolding you, every drop of Blood was valuable Water. Water that was now lost in the Dunes of Arrakis.

“Paul?”, You mumbled. You were sure he didn’t even hear you with how quiet you spoke. Your mouth felt awfully dry. But what you did know, was that he saw you fall. And you felt his arms as they wrapped around you, dragging you back to your feet, urging you to keep going. A soft groan left your lips, as you did as he told you. Just a few more meters. A few more meters and you'd be over the next Dune. You’d be safe. You knew that the rest of your people weren’t far away. Neither was Sietch Tabr. You were almost sure that you were going to make it. That was until you saw Paul cry. Saw how his tears dropped into the hot sand, evaporating almost immediately. He knew the Rules of the Desert better than anyone else. And seeing him waste his Water so freely told you how serious the Situation was.

When you reached the top of the Dune, The Spice Harvester behind you exploded, sending the three of you flying down on the other side. Your ears rang from the Explosion. But you barely even acknowledged it. You tightly pressed your hand on top of the Wound as you tumbled down in the sand, but it  was useless. Finally, after what felt like ages, you released a scream. A scream so earth shattering, Paul later told you, he thought he’d lost you in that exact moment.

For a few Seconds, all you heard were your own wheezing Breaths, the blood rushing in your ears and the sand crunching beneath your Body. When Paul and Chani came into view, you heard their Voices. Loud and Clear. You wanted to answer them. Tell them that you were going to be fine.

But you couldn’t. You couldn’t talk and if you could’ve, you didn’t even know if you could promise them that you were going to be alright. You so desperately wanted to talk to them. Talk to Paul. Tell him how much you loved him, that you would follow him to the very end. Talk to Chani, tell her how much you appreciated her, how thankful you were that she took you in and accepted her as one of her own People.

But you couldn’t. All you managed to do was lift your hand, even just a few centimeters above the Ground. And when Paul grabbed your hand, squeezed it ever so tightly, you knew that it was going to be alright. It had to be. it just had to.

And then you blacked out. 

You were older. So much older. At least ten years. Over the time, you’ve had many Spice-induced Visions. Never as strong as Pauls, only snippets. Short moments, often not far into the future, just a few weeks, a month tops. 

But this was different. This was at least a decade into the Future. And it felt so vivid, you almost thought it was real. When you saw your own face, older and more mature, standing alongside Paul and behind a long table that you knew was in the throne room of Arrakeen, many familiar faces gathered around it, alongside with some you didn’t know, yet. You knew you were not dead, you couldn’t be. For what reason would you be seeing this, if you weren’t going to make it. It would be worthless. 

As the Vision started to fade, you saw Paul look at you. Not at the older You, but at you. You who were observing this. And it felt like he could see you, standing there at the other side of the Table, smiling at you like he always did when he tried to comfort you. Your brows furrowed in confusion, but there was nothing you could do, as you felt your mind slip out of the vision and back into reality.

You heard all kinds of voices around you, most of them familiar. You felt the bed beneath your body, you smelled the warm air of Sietch Tabr. You knew you were Home. And when you finally opened your eyes, you heard a chorus of cheers break out around you. You saw the warm smile of Stilgar who patted your shoulder before he scurried off to tell the good news to the rest of the Fremen. Next you saw Lady Jessica, your Reverend Mother standing in the Corner of the Room. She gave you an acknowledging nod. You bowed your head in return, knowing that you probably owed her your survival.

Lastly, you saw Chani and Paul who were sitting at your bedside. When your Gaze wandered to them, as you sat up you couldn’t help but laugh. it was a warm and genuine Laugh. You were alive. You had made it and you would live to see them again, the people who mattered most to you. Chani smiled at you in return, gently squeezing your hand, before standing up to join Stilgar and the other Fremen outside.

Paul and You were the only People who remained in the now silent room.

“I thought I’d lost you.”, he finally sniffled. You slowly looked up, seeing that Tears were running down his face. “But you didn’t.”, You answered firmly, raising your hand to wipe away his tears,”So, stop wasting your water.”

Paul chuckled quietly, putting his hand on top of yours, closing his eyes in relief. With a grin, you leaned your head against his, swaying in the warm sun of Arrakis.

“Trust me, we have a bright Future ahead of Us.”

[thefudge]

Chani tries to leave, but she doesn't make it very far. (Post-film)

[shinestarhwaa]

Hi everyone!

I was wondering if anyone had any questions for me as a person or as a writer or as kpop fan lol :)

Ask away :)

[bobaheadshark]

sandsnake, samarium

⏳ chani/irulan 🎐 dune 2 🌤️ rated E, oneshot, 5k words 🔗 read on ao3

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Curiosity makes Chani waver. Curiosity compels Chani to keep her dagger perfectly still, to raise two fingers, and run them just shy of the surface of the fabric bunched at Irulan’s waist. The fabric is like nothing Chani has ever felt. The properties of chainmail, but featherlight. She inhales in wonder, despite herself. Irulan remains unmoving. “Made from the saliva of birds who only come to roost in our palace once every seven standard years.” Irulan says. “It feels unreal.” “I am fortunate to wear it.” Chani hums, a noncommittal noise under her breath. She could get lost in this, the taxonomy and origin of this garment instead of what she has come here to do. Her mission. Nonetheless, she cannot stop her gaze from roving across the way the fine fabric ripples on the Princess’s stomach, as the Princess breathes. “You focus only on the immediate. Of pain and passion, of your moment.” Irulan says, in the silence. “What is it that you truly believe?” Chani snaps her gaze back up. Chani adjusts the knife, uses the flat side of its twisting blade to tilt Irulan’s chin up. “I believe this conversation’s over, Princess.”

[synthetickitsune]

Hey. Just wanted to say love your writing. I was just wondering if there are any sf9 writings you are working on? I love when you write about them

Hey, thank you! I'm happy you enjoy them ♡

And yeah, I have some prompt rqs with Chani that I'd like to finish and post during the week, and then I'm also halfway through writing a reaction rq with s/o flirting with them when drunk

From what I plan to write, there's another yandere!sf9 reaction, and a rq with Zuho & Jaeyoon smut, and there are some wips that I haven't touched in a while with Inseong comfort, Hwiyoung angst and Jaeyoon angst oneshots!

[gamerwoo]

[SF9 Imprinted] Chani: Only You

Anonymous asked: for chani imprinted can he have a male mate that's basically chani 2.0 so he doesn't like being touched too much but with each other they're completely comfortable with it

Characters: Chani x male reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, college au, fluff, crack

Word count: 2,419

Summary: Chani may not like a lot of things, but you? You, he likes a lot. So much, in fact, that he’s doing his best to keep you away from his brothers so they won’t embarrass the hell out of him.

a/n: I didn’t have anybody look this over and I didn’t proof read it so this might be a whole mess lmao

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The first time Chani saw you was in class. You sat across the room, also at the back like him. Also like him, you kept your head down as you doodled in your notebook in between notes. He didn’t see your face that day, but he already knew he had imprinted on you. He heard the stories of what it would feel like, and imprinting was the strongest feeling he’d ever felt.

It didn’t take long for him to have to talk to you. Even though they were in college, some idiots still didn’t know to sit in the seats they’d picked, so the only one left was beside you. You didn’t look over at Chani, even when you felt his presence beside you. You had also noticed Chani, and you felt what he felt but at a lesser degree since you were just a human, but still. You didn’t know what it was yet, but you just went with it. 

When Chan sat beside you, he heard your heartbeat go faster. He smiled a little to himself as he pulled out his notebook and got settled.

It wasn’t until break that Chani finally spoke to you. You had fifteen minutes to relax, so you went to grab a snack before coming back and just checking your phone.

“I like your jacket,” you heard a deep voice beside you say quietly.

You looked away from your phone to see Chani looking at you. He offered a small, shy smile when you looked at him, but he didn’t look away, either. You both seemed to realize you were both equally as nervous around the other, and you both let out soft laughs to let out all the tension.

“I’m Chani,” he told you.

“_____,” you replied, “and thanks, this is my favorite jacket.”

Chani would later learn you wore that denim jacket all the time. There were some patches on it here and there, and he liked to get you new ones to stick on it. You even got him a jacket as a present so the two of you could match. He wore it all the time, too.

It took a little while for Chani to open up to you about the werewolf thing. He wanted to make sure you were comfortable around him and trusted him before he dumped something like that on you. He knew most people tended to just try to get it over with quickly, but Chani was never really one to move things too quickly. Then again, neither were you.

Chani and you were almost the same person. Like him, you were finicky about being touched. You liked your space, but you liked having Chani in your space. He was actually the only person you liked having hold your hand or kiss your cheek or anything. Actually, you couldn’t get enough of it. But Chani was the only one who could do that, and you were the only one he liked doing those things with him.

If anybody in his pack did it, he’d bite their head off.

But because you were so much like Chani, when he finally told you he was a werewolf, you didn’t really freak out. Yeah, you were shocked, but you figured Chani was still Chani. He was still your boyfriend, he could just turn into a really big dog or whatever.

From there, things were just...normal. Talking to you was easy because Chani didn’t have to worry about giving anything away, and you felt like there weren’t any secrets between the two of you. Well, except one, but they weren’t really kept secret with the amount Chani complained about them.

“So...am I not allowed to meet your pack?” you asked when you and Chani were lounging in your dorm one night.

Chani looked up from his phone, “Wait, you want to?”

You just shrugged, “I mean...shouldn’t I? I’m your mate, so I figured... Unless that’s not how this works.”

“Well, the thing is,” he began as he sat up, so you mimicked his actions, “my pack is really annoying. Like, they embarrass me for fun. And Youngbin doesn’t stop hugging me, and Dawon somehow knows every single little embarrassing fact about me, and Rowoon-- Oh my god, don’t get me started on Rowoon--”

“Yeah, I know,” you chuckled. “You’ve told me all the stories.”

“And yet you’re still somehow interested in meeting them. I clearly haven’t told you enough about them.”

You suddenly turned serious, “Chani, you’re not...keeping me a secret, are you?”

His eyebrows furrowed, “No. Why would you think that?”

“Because I’m a guy, and maybe you’re embarrassed...” you trailed off, not really liking that you had to admit you were nervous about that.

Chani snorted, “I’m not embarrassed about imprinting on a guy. I just don’t want to be embarrassed by them in front of you or have them start doing to you what they do to me.”

“I really hope Rowoon doesn’t start kissing me,” you said, making a face.

Chani laughed, “There’s that terror that I feel.”

-

Since it wasn’t out of embarrassment about you that Chani was keeping you from his pack, you decided meeting them wasn’t too important. And Chani planned on keeping you away from his pack as long as possible. But then Inseong’s mate moved from America to South Korea to be with him, and his pack began insisting they meet you now.

“We’re gonna have a nice dinner to celebrate Ellie being here,” Youngbin told him, “and we want your mate to come.”

“Why?” Chani frowned.

“Why can’t we meet her?” Dawon asked, a frown of his own. “You’re so protective over her.”

That was something Chani never mentioned to you: his pack assumed you were a girl. Chani also never told you they thought you were a girl, but he thought it would be too funny to bring you around for the first time and have them see that you’re actually a guy, so he let them think what they wanted. It was their own fault for assuming anyway. Chani had never really only been interested in girls, either, but he also knew that imprinting worked in mysterious ways. Picking out a “type” would be pointless so he kept his mind and options open.

“You can’t meet my mate because you’ll embarrass me,” Chani explained for the umpteenth time.

Dawon ruffled Chani’s hair with a wide smile, “That’s our job, pup.”

Chani rolled his eyes but knew there was no getting out of this, especially if Youngbin was basically demanding it. He knew he couldn’t keep you from his pack forever, anyway.

“Wait, really?” you asked when Chani had called you to ask you over this weekend. “Chani, are you feeling okay?”

“I’m fine,” he chuckled, “but Inseong’s mate moved here from America as a surprise, so they want to make a big deal to celebrate. So Youngbin wants you here, too.”

“Well now I’m nervous,” you admitted with a shy laugh. “All that stuff you’ve said about them... Oh god, what if they don’t even like me?”

“Well, they might be kind of surprised at first...”

“Surprised?”

“It’s best if I explain in person. They hear everything.”

“You are absolutely correct!” Jaeyoon could be heard shouting from another room.

-

Chani went to pick you up instead of letting you drive yourself. He knew you were nervous so he thought it would be better if he brought you into his home rather than letting you panic alone the whole way there. Instead, you could panic with him in the car.

“You said they’d be surprised,” you recalled, trying to make your hand less sweaty as Chani held it. “Why would they be surprised?”

Your mate laughed to himself a little, glancing over at you, “Okay so...they think you’re a girl. They just assumed and I thought it would be funny if I didn’t correct them and let them look like idiots.”

You cracked a smile at that, “Okay, that is kind of funny. Wait, they won’t like...be disgusted or--”

“No, no!” he quickly reassured you. “They won’t hate either of us or anything. They’re not assholes like that. They don’t care who any of us end up with, just as long as we’re like...y’know, safe and happy and stuff.”

The rest of the car ride was spent with Chani trying to get you to relax. You didn’t think you’d be so nervous about meeting his pack, but you also knew Chani didn’t want you around his pack since they were “weird and embarrassing”. But you did have to meet them eventually, right? Maybe sooner was better than later.

When Chani pulled into the driveway, you couldn’t help but just stare at the house. You didn’t know what kind of place you expected them to live in, but you didn’t expect a house like this. A bunch of rambunctious werewolves living in a decently-sized house that was still standing? Impossible. 

Chani got out of the car, so you did, too. He met you at the front of the car, taking your hand again and leading you up to the door. He opened the door as your heart pounded in your chest, but you were greeted by a whole flock of people who were watching the door curiously.

“Jeez, guys!” Chani groaned. “Don’t you think this is a little overwhelming?”

But the pack had frozen looking at you. They looked confused up until they noticed that you were holding Chani’s hand, and then the looks of realization hit.

Chani was right about it being kinda funny, but you didn’t laugh. You were too nervous.

One of the ones in the front dropped to his knees and started apologizing profusely. You looked to Chani.

“Is that...Dawon...?” you guessed.

Chani smiled proudly, “You’ve been paying attention.”

Ignoring Dawon’s apologies of assuming Chani was dating a girl, your mate pointed to each person and introduced you -- it was vague, but it was good enough for him. Once that was over with, he started leading you away, only for Youngbin to block his path.

“Our baby’s growing up so fast!” he cooed, all the emotions from when he first found out Chani imprinted flooding back.

As Youngbin went to wrap his arms around the youngest, Chani quickly ducked out of the way and stood behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin in your shoulder.

“Youngbin, don’t,” he frowned. “You know how I feel about hugs.”

“Chani, you’re literally hugging _____ right now,” Inseong pointed out.

“Yeah, what’s your point?”

“Aw, how cuuuute!” Jaeyoon cooed, walking over to pinch Chani’s cheek. 

Even though you knew they were embarrassing to Chani, you thought his pack was kind of...funny. Then again, maybe it was just because seeing Chani get flustered was kind of cute.

“Does that mean we can do this to his mate, too?” Dawon wondered, already slowly reaching out to try to pinch your cheek.

“No,” Chani stated for you, tugging you away from Dawon and closer to him, “_____ doesn’t like being touched either.”

The pack eyed how you were standing together with your back pressed firmly against Chani’s as he kept his arms protectively around your waist. Youngbin seemed to open his mouth to say something, but gave up with a sigh.

-

Dinner wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Ellie seemed to take most of the attention away, as she picked up on the fact that you and Chani didn’t seem to like it. You decided you liked her the most out of everybody -- not that the pack was awful, but they really did seem to love to push your mate’s buttons. Then again, it was easy to do so. Unless it was you, because nothing you did seemed to get on his nerves quite like his pack.

Ellie was a foreigner that was your age. She seemed to understand Korean well enough, but was a little slow and tongue-tied speaking it sometimes. Still, she did her best to speak to you, which you appreciated. Inseong would always come to her rescue, and you thought that was really cute.

Rowoon was really nice, as well. He made most of the dinner, and did his best to make conversation with you despite the fact you weren’t very talkative when you were around new people. He didn’t seem to mind that. But Chani had warned you that he was one of the worst ones when it came to touching, so you kept that in mind for when you became more acquainted with the pack.

Nothing too awful happened. The most embarrassing thing was probably Taeyang realizing you and Chani had matching denim jackets, and he proceeded to call Chani out for wearing the one you’d gotten him.

“I always wondered why you wore that thing,” he’d said as he ate. “Before, you said jean jackets were for people who tried too hard.”

The glare Chani sent him was so intense that you didn’t even tease Chani for that.

On the way home, Chani held one of your hands as he drove. You were feeling much better now that you’d met the pack. You kind of liked hanging out with them even if they were a bit of a handful.

“Hey, about what Taeyang said--”

“It was funny,” you reassured him with a laugh. “Don’t worry, I know you don’t hate it.”

“Honestly, I hated them until I saw you wearing yours,” he admitted, his cheeks already starting to tint pink. “I didn’t like a lot of things until I met you. That’s kinda what mates do to werewolves... I know some who didn’t think they even liked guys until they imprinted on one.”

“And you just realized you actually like jean jackets,” you snorted. “Life changing.”

Chani pulled up to your building, rolling his eyes playfully, “Get out of my car, weirdo.”

You unbuckled before leaning over to give him a kiss. Chani turned his head, pressing his lips to yours for a soft, quick kiss before you left.

“Does this mean we can hang out at yours instead of my dorm all the time?” you asked.

“If you really hate privacy, sure,” he said sarcastically.

You laughed, getting out of the car, “I love you.”

“I love you,” he smiled fondly before you shut the door.

He made sure that you got inside okay before he left and went back home to kill his brothers for calling him out like that.

[lunnanunna]

Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

Summary: Miyoung was missing the two oldest who enlisted and the rest of her members are there for her.

Warnings: light swearing

Taglist: @hyunmijung @galacticstxrdust @many-gay-magpies @precious-seungwooya @helladead-hellaradical @boss-baby-jongho @kimonmars @chagi-nana @wooya1224 @poutypoutybin @sunflower-0180 @frankenstein852 @jenseok17​ @keijikunn​ @glitteringcoffeefreak​

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A/N: Hope you enjoy!

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Miyoung sat on her bed reading. She had recently picked up No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai and was loving it. She was definitely going to reread it.

She reached for her coffee that she had on her bedside table as she reread the last bit of the current chapter she was on. She really liked the style of this author. Though she had really been liking a lot of different styles lately, seeing as she had been filling her time with reading lately. If she wasn’t filming for her channel, she was reading.

All this reading may or may not be her way of coping. (Coping with Youngbin and Inseong being gone due to enlistment.) Miyoung had no idea how she was going to deal with all of her members, if only two had enlisted and she was struggling.

Basically, in Miyoung’s mind, if she spends less time with her members now, it’ll hurt less when they leave. Was it working? Of course not. She was miserable. And she was pretty sure that her members were starting to worry, which was never a good thing.

Miyoung startled when the door to her room opened. Looking up, she saw Seokwoo and Sanghyuk walk in. She was not ready for whatever shenanigans they were about to bring, but judging by their faces, Miyoung knew that there was no way for her to avoid it.

“What do you want?” she asked, closing her book. She folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the two. They in turn, side-eyed each other then smirked as they walked over to her.

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

“We saw each other this morning,” Miyoung shook her head.

“Yeah, in passing. After you got your coffee, you came back in here and haven’t left ever since,” Sanghyuk whined, walking over to her and sitting on her bed.

Miyoung shrugged, picking at a loose thread of her sweat shorts.

“Mimi, we’re not scolding you. It’s just that this has been happening a lot. Other than practice, we’ve barely seen you,” Seokwoo said, sitting on the floor next to where she was on the bed.

She shrugged again.

“Is there a reason why you’re avoiding us?” the taller of the two asked.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Miyoung was quick to respond.

“Really, now?” Sanghuyk asked, raising his own brow at the girl.

“I’m not! I’ve just been busy,” Miyoung shrugged, though she wasn’t sure if that was going to hold up in court.

“Reading doesn’t count, Mimi. Plus you’re a fast reader. So when you’re done with a book you should have plenty of time to hang out with us,” Jaeyoon said from the doorway.

Miyoung glared at him as he walked through, the rest of the boys trailing behind him. This was starting to feel like an intervention of sorts.

“What is this?” she asked, waving vaguely at everyone as they sat at her desk, her bed, or on the floor.

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Taeyang said, climbing over her to sit between her and the wall.

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

“We don’t know what’s going on exactly, but last time you pulled away from us, you were being assaulted,” Juho said.

Miyoung stilled. They were right. She scoffed at herself, breaking her promise of always coming to them no matter what.

“You think this is funny?” Youngkyun asked, frowning.

“Listen, we can’t read you the way Youngbin-hyung can. We don’t know what’s wrong, but we can at least see that something’s wrong,” Juho said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m laughing, but not because it’s funny. It’s because I thought I had changed, but I didn’t. I’m still hiding things and possibly leading to trouble,” Miyoung said, running her hands through her hair.

The boys looked at each other then back at Miyoung, as Taeyang spoke up. “Then tell us.”

Miyoung covered her face with her hands. She could feel her face heating up. The fact that she was pulling away from them because she didn’t want to have to deal with the emotions that will come with them enlisting, was embarrassing.

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

The visual looked up, shaking her head, “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” she answered, shrugging. Miyoung chewed on her lip, looking at her hands.

At that, the boys all looked at each other. Deeming it better that she feel embarrassed over unsafe, they agreed to wait for her.

“Then you don’t have to tell us now,” Seokwoo said.

“As long as you’re not in any danger,” Chanhee added.

Miyoung looked up at them. She could tell that they meant it, but now she was feeling guilty. There’s no reason she couldn't tell them. It’s not like they’d make fun of her.

She took in a deep breath then spoke up, “I don’t want you guys to go.” It came out mumbled.

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

“Oh, Mimi,” Sanghyuk said, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. She curled up, hiding her rapidly flushing face in his chest.

“Wait, Young-ah. Do you miss Youngbin and Inseong?” Jaeyoon asked.

Miyoung nodded her head.

“And now you’re already thinking  about how you’ll miss us too when we go?” Youngkyun asked.

She nodded again.

“I know that this is a serious thing for you, but God damn, this is fucking adorable,” Juho smiled.

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

“We’re not,” Taeyang said from behind her and Sanghyuk. He ran his hand through her hair.

“Noona, we’re not all leaving at once. You’ll never be alone,” the maknae assured.

“I know, but that doesn't mean I won’t miss each of you when you leave,” she pouted.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You were embarrassed to tell us?” Jaeyoon asked.

“Sort of. But it was mostly because I figured if I spent less time with you guys, I’d grow less attached and it’s hurt less,” she confessed.

“Okay, my turn to hold our cute Mimi,” Seokwoo said as he pulled Miyoung from Sanghyuk’s lap and onto his. Sanghyuk squawked as she was pulled away. Miyoung on the other hand, flushed again as she was being handled like a ragdoll. (It was always like that when it came to cuddling with these boys.)

Once in the tallest member’s lap, she was turned to face the rest of her members, much to her embarrassment. Seokwoo wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her neck. Miyoung squirmed.

“I’m going to tell you right now, Miyoung, that your plan was going to backfire on you so badly,” Juho said.

“I figured,” she mumbled.

“Listen, Noona. All you need to know is that you’ll never be alone, and we won’t be gone forever. Two years will fly by before you know it. Plus half of us aren’t due to enlist for years,” Youngkyun said.

Miyoung nodded. She knew all that. Still, that didn't stop her from not wanting them to go. “I know.”

“Then let’s focus on the now. Yeah the hyungs aren’t here now, but we’ll keep in contact and they’ll visit too,” Taeyang said.

“Youngbin-hyung will definitely come back if he hears that Miyoung was crying over him,” Seokwoo spoke into her neck, chuckling.

“Yah! I’m not crying over him,” Miyoung protested.

“At the moment, but if you’re missing them that bad, I can only imagine how many times you’ve had to stop yourself from crying,” Chanhee smirked.

Miyoung pouted, “Maybe it would be better if you all left.”

“You don’t mean that,” Taeyang said with a knowing look.

“No. No, I don’t,” Miyoung shook her head, frowning. The others chuckled.

“Okay. Okay. That's enough pouting. How about we order takeout and watch a movie then we can prove to Mimi that she’ll never be alone?” Jaeyoon suggested.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Seokwoo said, standing up. He threw Miyoung over his shoulder and followed the others to the living room.

“Mimi, we love you,” Taeyang smiled, looking at Miyoung who was hiding her blush behind her hands.

“I love you guys too,” she mumbled out. She smiled despite herself.

Miyoung’s Masterlist

[key201303]

Pairing: badboy!Chani x fem!reader ft. Jaeyoon as your ex-boyfriend

Word count: 3660 words

Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, use of the petname ‘baby’, unprotected sex, semi-public make out, slightly chocking, mentions of smoking and cigarettes, slight drunk sex, slight pleading kink, a bit of teasing

Genre: smut, friends to lovers AU

Plot: You have been locked in your apartment for days, binging all kinds of movies and a bucket of ice-cream your best friend got you after the terrible breakup you had to go through in the past few days after finding out your boyfriend was cheating on you with his best friend. But a message from Chani will be the saviour to your sanity, or maybe it would make you lose it. But, will you be loved too fast or does he really has feelings for you?

Taglist -> @staysstrays @offmymindmp3 (let me know if you want me to add you!)

Special thanks -> @offmymindmp3 for revealing the amazing information of Chani having a motorcycle license and giving me the idea of writing this 😈🙏🏻❤

"(Y/N) it has already been a day and the only thing you've done is eat ice cream. You should go out and get some fresh air." You heard your friend's voice through your phone speaker. You knew she was probably right, but the last thing you wanted was to go outside and find face to face with the reason for your never ending nightmare. "I'm okay here, don't worry." You said with a cold tone, trying to hide the tears that were forming in the corner of your eyes once again. All you wanted to do was cuddle into a blanket and a random plushie you could find in your small apartment and eat ice cream until your stomach exploded due to the amount of snacks you ate. You could tell this was the worst feeling you will ever suffer and, now, you could finally understand what people meant by having a broken heart. 

"I gotta go, I'll take a shower and watch some Netflix." You tiredly announced to your friend who was quietly waiting for you to tell her that you would do something else to keep your mind away from the asshole that cheated on you with his best friend. "Okay… if you need anything you already know where to find me." She said, still worried about you. And with a soft 'hm' letting her know you would contact her in case you felt worse, you hung up the phone and threw it into the soft covers of your bed, throwing yourself into them as well right after. 

What have I done to deserve this? You asked yourself, lifting your head to face a photo that hung on the wall next to your bed. It was a photo you took on your best friend's birthday. You remembered that day really fondly, wishing you could repeat those moments but now without the boy that took your heart and destroyed it. But suddenly, your eyes moved to another photo that hung next to the other. It was a pic of you and Chani the day you both graduated in high school. Nobody has ever understood your friendship, especially because of Chani's personality. He was that kind of boy that would give a bad boy vibe wherever he went. A vibe that never fitted yours, that was why nobody could understand your close relationship. What people didn't know was that you have been friends since forever, always been there for each other no matter what. 

Soon, a nostalgic feeling hit your heart like a rock. Ever since you started dating your ex, he banned you from going out with Chani because he said he was a 'bad influence'. You actually missed going out with him, you missed his motorcycle rides at midnight. For God's sake, you even missed the cigarettes you shared back in those days when you both used to mess around. After all, you weren't that different from each other. You were just using a perfect mask while being Jaeyoon's girlfriend. 

After shedding some more tears, you decided it was time for you to lay on your bed with your computer and start watching that movie Chani once recommended to you in one of the multiple midnight talks you secretly had through chat. You settled down a bowl of popcorn, some random snacks that have been living rent free in your pantry for the last month and a bucket of your favorite ice-cream to drown your sorrows. 

As soon as the movie started, you could tell it was totally Chani's style. Action mixed with some good drama typical of the usual gossip from a small town. You have always mocked him a lot because of how much he enjoyed good gossip. You couldn't help smiling at the thought of him suddenly. Maybe it was the sadness you felt after breaking up with Jaeyoon or maybe it was the crush you always had in Chani that was flowering again like a rose during spring, but your heart beated in a different way now that you kept repeating his name like a mantra in your head. And just like if you have been trying to invoke him, the screen of your phone lit up with a notification from his chat room. 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "What are you doing?" 

You: "Watching the movie you recommended." 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "I thought you said you would never again watch a movie I recommended 🙄." 

You: "What do you want, Chani?" 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "I have an empty space on my motorcycle and a free cigarette, wanna join? 😈" 

You: "You know I quitted that world a long time ago." 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "I know what happened with Jaeyoon, you don't have to keep lying." 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "C'mon, do it for the old times 😈🔥." 

You: "Fine." 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "That's my girl 😘❣️." 

You decided to not answer that last message. What were you supposed to answer to the boy that once was your crush when he calls you his girl? There's no answer you could think that could be good enough. But soon, another message appears in the chatroom. 

Idiot ☠️🚬: "Are you coming or do I have to sneak into your house and get you out of bed?" 

Reading that message and knowing Chani was not the type of person who enjoys the wait, you grab a sweater and got out of your apartment. And as soon as you finished going down the long stairs and crossed the door that separated your building from the cold street, you saw him, wearing his usual leather jacket and ready to start your sudden journey. "Finally, I thought I would have to go up and take you out by myself. Not like I would complain though." He said with a teasing voice and a cocky smile. You always got really frustrated when he flirted with you like that because you never knew if he was being serious or if he was messing around. You always believed the second option but deeply inside your heart, you wished it was the first option, noticing how your crush on him has never disappeared. Not even when you were dating Jaeyoon. 

"Hug me tight baby, now you don't have that annoying boyfriend that forbids you to be with me." He said winking at you while giving you the helmet you used to wear before dating Jaeyoon. You answered a quiet 'thank you' while taking the helmet from his hands and trying so hard to hide your burning cheeks at his words. Just like he said, as soon as you got on his motorcycle, your arms immediately wrapped around his torso, perfectly feeling his toned body. You could tell that he has been working out lately. "Ready?" He said, turning his face a little to see your expression. You just nodded and avoided his gaze, still feeling shy for the closeness of your body with his. 

The ride was relieving, like an energy boost. The streets were beautifully decorated with the street lights mixed with the lights from the shops and buildings, the cold air dancing with your soft hair making a mess on it and a beautiful ocean of stars blinking in the dark vault above your heads. "Is there any place you wanna go?" Chani said, knocking you out of your thoughts as he reduced the speed due to a red traffic light. "Anywhere where I can forget about everything." You answered, sighing, finally becoming the (Y/N) Chani knew. "You sounded so emo." He said laughing, making you laugh as well. But just like you wished, he took you to a place you remembered fondly and that has been ages since the last time you could go there. 

The beautiful park where you both shared your first cigarette has remained exactly the same as it was back then. It felt like years didn’t pass through it. Even the beautiful garden where you both once danced under the rain while being drunk remained intact. Even the arbor where you accidentally shared a beautiful kiss remained intact. You wished your feelings remained as intact as the place but for some reason, you were convinced that Chani would never have such feelings for someone like you. At least not after seeing the person you became while dating Jaeyoon. 

“If you don’t want to smoke it's fine, but I’m going to light a cigarette for me.” Chani said, removing his helmet and already taking out the pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. “Why wouldn’t I want to?” You said, taking his cigarettes between your fingers and placing it in your mouth, waiting for him to light it for you. His eyes widened at your sudden move, making his heart flutter like it used to do back in those days when you shared a cigarette. “Wow, I see you’re wilding baby. I missed this (Y/N).” Chani said, taking out the lighter you gifted him when you both graduated and getting closer to you to light the cigarette. “I see you still use the same lighter.” You said, looking into his eyes as he lit the cigarette, piercing his soul with your fierce eyes, trying to ignore the fact that he called you baby. “How could I drop the lighter my favorite girl gifted me.” He said, taking the cigarette from your lips and taking a deep breath, inhaling the delicious smoke. “What happened with that asshole?” Chani asked, blowing the smoke out softly. You missed inhaling the scent of the cigarettes mixed with the amazing perfume Chani always used. It was a perfect mix that somehow took you home. A scent that filled your body and woke up all your senses, sending a cold chill down your spine and making your skin bristle. “He cheated on me with his best friend.” You quietly said. It was the first time you actually said it out loud. You were too scared of saying it because the moment those words escaped your lips, it meant that all of that was real. You heard Chani letting go a sarcastic laugh while taking another cigarette puff. “How ironic. He fucks his best friend but you couldn’t hang out with yours. What an asshole.” Chani said, looking into the horizon, admiring the reflection of the full moon on the small lake in the garden.  You decided to mirror his actions and look forward. You actually had nothing to say, you perfectly knew he was right and you had no words to defend Jaeyoon. Not like you would have tried though. “At least now I can hang out with you.” You finally said, taking the cigarette from his lips and placing it in yours, taking a deep breath into it. Suddenly, after taking the deep breath, you started to cough hard, making Chani laugh and take his cigarette back. “You keep being the loser you’ve always been when it comes to smoke.” Chani said laughing at you and turning around so he could face you. “Really funny.” You said, with a hand placed on your chest trying to catch up your breath and with the other hand slightly slapping Chani’s chest playfully. 

Hours went by and by the moment you had already finished the small pack of cigarettes he had together and had drunk a total of 5 bottles of soju together. Now, all the tears you have been shedding for the past few days because of that idiot, were replaced by laughs and hiccups you and Chani shared like you used to do before dating Jaeyoon. Now, his eyes gleamed with a more beautiful light, a light you haven’t seen in a long time and that you missed so much. You couldn’t tell if it was because of the alcohol or if it was because of the amount of smoke you had in your lungs but suddenly Chani looked so sexy with his red cheeks due to alcohol and taking deep breaths from the cigarettes. Suddenly, his lips looked so inviting to yours to kiss them. And little by little, without even noticing, your bodies started to get closer and closer. 

“You know? I have never noticed how beautiful your eyes were.” Chani suddenly said, looking at your eyes like his life depended on it, admiring them like if he just saw a piece of art in a museum. “And I never knew yours could hold so many stars in them.” You quietly said, admiring his eyes as well in between some more hiccups that made Chani giggle. “I love you (Y/N).” He confessed, placing his right hand on your cheek and before you could say anything, his lips were devouring yours. You tried to break the kiss but it was impossible, his grip was too strong for you to escape. You actually didn’t even know why you wanted to break the kiss but for a slight second everything felt so wrong. “Why don't you want this?” He said, breaking the kiss but still caressing your cheek. “It’s not like I don’t want this, it’s just Jaeyoon-.” You tried to explain. The thought of Jaeyoon cheating on you with his best friend hit you like a rock when you were kissing who used to be your best friend. “Don’t mention that asshole, you’re with me now. If you want this, then just let yourself in.” Chani said, right after placing another desperate kiss on your soft lips. But this time, you totally gave in to the kiss, melting into his lips. 

“Chani… Why don’t we go home and continue this there?” You said with a thread of voice, trying to catch up your breath and pressing your legs together to get the slight amount of friction you needed. But Chani was not giving you all you wanted that easily. If he was famous for something, it was for teasing every single girl he took to his apartment and you, the girl he has loved for so many years, were not an exception. “Why are you in such a hurry baby? I thought you wanted to be somewhere where you could forget about everything.” Chani said, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses on your neck with a huge smirk on his face knowing he was getting exactly what he wanted from you. Thankfully, it was late enough for the park to be almost empty and you could play around for a little more before begging him to take you in his motorcycle and drive you home. 

Soon, he found the sweet spot on your neck he has been wishing to find ever since he met you and a wider smirk appeared on his lips. “Is my baby getting horny just by a few pecks? I’m sure that asshole could never find your sweet spot on your beautiful neck as fast as I did.” He said, placing numerous pecks on the same spot, making you shiver. A soft moan leaving your lips accidentally finally showed how aroused you were by just the touch of his lips on your skin. “Do you want me that bad?” He said giggling, teasing you a bit more. You just nodded with your eyes shut, denying to look at him and completely losing the small amount of sanity that remained in your body. “I like hearing your voice baby.” He said, almost begging to listen to your voice telling him what you wanted to do as soon as you arrived at your apartment. “I do want you that bad Chani.” You said with a thread of voice, holding the moans that were threatening to escape your lips if he kept kissing your neck the way he has done the last few times.

Fortunately, the ride was short and you didn’t have to wait for much longer to have Chani laying on top of you and pressing his already hard bulge to your core, giving you the friction you have been asking for the last few minutes. “Keep it quiet if you don’t want your neighbors to complain tomorrow baby.” He said, trailing wet kisses down your stomach and grabbing your hand so you couldn’t touch him. You had to admit it was so damn hard to keep it quiet when he was treating you so damn well. “Tell me, do you want my dick in you?” He whispered into your ear, making you blush. “Oh don’t tell me that idiot treated you like a piece of glass? Because I’m not going to do that.” He said with a huge smirk on his lips and with dark eyes. You have never been able to see this side of Chani but you had to admit you loved it. “I like talkative girls and you know that baby. So if you want me to do something, you’ll have to say it.” He said, placing a wet kiss on the same sweet spot on your neck from before, this time leaving a red mark that you’ll have to cover with makeup in the next few days. Jaeyoon always treated you so gently and softly that you never knew how much you would enjoy it when someone actually teased you the way Chani was.

After a few minutes of begging Chani to remove your panties and actually touch you, he finally gave in, touching just the right spots you needed. “For God’s sake Chani!” You said, his name falling from your lips like a mantra, the pleasure he was giving you by just touching you clouding your mind and making you feel dizzy already. “If you don’t keep it quiet, I won’t be that good baby.” He said, increasing the speed of his long fingers. You really tried to hold on your loud moans, you really did, but it was impossible. You couldn’t understand how someone could make you feel so good and undone at the same time by just touching you and you were more than grateful for the amazing world that you have just discovered with him. “Fuck, my name sounds so damn beautiful falling from your lips like that baby.” He groaned, trying his best to hold back his desire of removing his boxers and entering you already. “Fuck me already and you’ll hear even more beautiful sounds.” You begged, moving your hips against his hand, trying to get more friction. Those words were the only thing he needed to get his fingers out of your dripping core and replace them with his hard member that was already aching inside his boxers.

“Are you sure about this?” He asked, a soft gleam appearing on his eyes for a slight second. “You think I would have moaned your name like I have if I wasn’t sure?” You answered slightly laughing and pulling him down by his neck to connect your lips to reassure him. He really tried to find a sign in your eyes that told him to stop but the only thing he could find was lust and desire for him. And that was the only sign he needed to find to slide his member inside of you, taking you to a new paradise. 

He slowly entered you after teasing your entrance for a while, a trail of swearings leaving his lips as he entered you. “You feel so fucking good.” He said before pressing his lips back into yours, trying to soothe both of your moans and his groans. Both of you were breathing heavily, chests collapsing into each other as he thrusted into you slowly but deeply, making you feel every single inch of his length. “You like it like this, huh?” He said, with a huge smirk on his face, noticing how you tightened your walls around him every time he thrusted into you. 

He maintained the speed for a while but soon, when you were both reaching your limits, his thrusts started to become faster and deeper, reaching places Jaeyoon could have never reached and making you feel like nobody else could ever make you feel. “That’s it baby, call my name. Let that fucking idiot know how good I can make you feel.” Chani said, getting a boost of ego by your loud moans. He didn’t know where to place his hands but he knew for sure one of them had to land around your throat, pressing a little bit and making you feel an undescriptible feeling. His name fell from your lips once again, but this time you cried it out in a loud moan, letting him know you were so close to your high. “Cum for me baby.” He said into your ear, still with his hand wrapped around your neck, leaving soft kisses around your face to land a last kiss on your lips.

After some more thrusts, he finally reached his high and pulled out of you, releasing his loads on your stomach and laying down next to you, trying his best to catch his breath. “That was amazing.” You quietly said, once you were able to recover your breath. “I’m glad you liked it. That Jaeyoon has no idea what he has lost.” Chani said, wrapping his arms around you. You felt so happy suddenly, like if you were floating on a cloud. And you were even more happy to know Chani has been having this kind of feeling for you through all these years. You just hoped you wouldn’t be loved too fast. “We haven’t finished yet, though.” Chani said, knocking you out of your thoughts. You looked at him with a confused and tired gaze, not really knowing what he meant with those words. “Don’t look at me like that, I’m going to fuck you until you forget that asshole’s name.” He said laughing and making you laugh as well. You wouldn’t have minded as long as it was him the one doing that though. After all, he really was a ‘bad influence’ but well, you didn’t really care about being bad influenced. 

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Hey! Could you make #29 with Chani (SF9)? Thank you~

29: “You don’t need to diet.”

“Aren’t you going to eat,” Taeyang asked, Chanhee turned his attention to you as well, you shook your head.

“I’m on a diet since we’re having a comeback soon,” you informed them, Chanhee put his chopsticks down turning to fully face you from his place beside you.

“Y’N,” he started, Taeyang let out a small laugh, “you don’t need to diet, you can’t just stop eating,” his voice got whiny close to the end, he picked up his chopsticks again taking  piece of bulgogi and pushing it towards you, “eat it,” he said in a soft but stern tone.

“Thank you, but I really should keep to my diet,” you said putting your hand on his wrist and pushing his hand back slightly, he let out a huff stuffing the piece of meat into his mouth with a pout, “thank you for caring about me,” you said pushing his shoulder slightly.

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His Game

Mafia!Chani x Reader AU

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{Requested by anon}

Summary: You plan revenge and escape from your boyfriend, the world’s most dangerous mafia leader, after finding out you were just a pawn in his game. 

Genre: Action-ish? Fluff? slightly suggestive if any

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Yeah I lied when I said oneshot requests for the Kingodm special would last 800-1k words lmao...I really tend to go overboard agfdsfjfhk

A/N #2: Anon you are amazing!! You requested this before SF9′s performance with the whole gangster showdown theme. You’re basically a psychic imo lmaoo

A/N #3: I actually took so long to reply to this request b/c I wrote 3 different drafts and omgg am I a psychic too? One of my drafts is literally about a gangster showdown but instead of the crown they’re fighting for the reader afhdghdkdsj gmfu 

*whispers* someone send me a request to publish that draft,,,,I might just do it for another member  

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The newly carpeted floor smells of gasoline as you bring a lighter to its surface. In seconds, fire sparks and engulfs the entire room into flames. Standing at the threshold of the room, you smile to yourself as the place you called your bedroom goes up in flames. Almost immediately, you leave the fancy mansion that will soon be nothing but ashes.

You run past buildings after buildings, finding it amusing that none of Chani’s affiliates caught you yet. After all, your boyfriend is the proprietor of this entire country. But that’s just sugar coating the title. In truth, Chani is the head of Korea’s most notorious mafia. If the country’s political, economical, and social power had a back door, you would find nine men behind that special door. Chani and eight of his most trusted brothers are powerful, invincible, and untouchable.

But lucky you. You were the exception that caught Chani’s eyes. Before you met him, you were just a small-town thief. You pickpocketed for a living and jumped from country to country. As an orphan with no social status of any sort, it was the only way you could’ve survived. An unlucky bump into a couple of local police officers had you in shiny cuffs for a month. While behind bars, you met Chani.

He was standing on the opposite side of the isolated prison room. The officers on duty quickly scattered the moment he arrived. Once the officers shut the door, he peered through the metal bars. Your bored eyes made contact with his amused ones. You saw a playful glint sparkle in his eyes as he told you in a deep voice, “You’re bold for a petty thief. Want to play a game with me?”

One word was all it took before you found yourself wound up in Chani’s game. The world was his chessboard and the people in it were his pawns, including political figures. You were introduced to a whole new perspective of the world. Small town theft was nothing compared to Chani’s maleficent game. Nevertheless, you thought Chani was your guardian angel. The invincible mafia leader picked you to play his game and taught you all the tricks to win it.

Albeit, powerful and dangerous, Chani seemed to grow a soft spot for you and gradually, you began to fall for him. There was something about his nurturing actions, the constant protection he cast over you, and the warm look in his eyes that made your heart race. At first, you have mistaken it for adrenaline but realized it was love. You thought he must’ve felt the same way, but you were naive then.

Turns out, Chani had been using you all along. He needed a skilled knight who could steal a valuable weapon for him and so he took you in, seduced you, and trained you to be the asset he needed.

Once you realized you were nothing but a mere chess piece to him, you started planning sweet revenge. You stayed by his side, trained with him, and even stole the weapon he needed for him. Which led you to this situation. You made sure to leave him a message with the arson attack. He’ll know you’re no longer his to order, his to play around with, nor his to love. Of course, you also placed the USB, Chani’s beloved secret weapon, on top of your bed before leaving. You smirk at the thought of Chani’s shocked face once he sees the charred USB.

“Stop!” You yell at the fisherman unhooking the anchor, ready to take off into his night shift.

Experienced in hopping border to border, you knew fishermen on night shifts will always take you wherever you needed with the right amount of cash on the table. You flash the stash of money to him and he smiles, telling you to hop on.

You make it safely to the deck as the anchor lifts and the boat starts sailing off. The fisherman gives you a smile which was odd, you thought. His smile carries a sort of sympathy as if he pities you. He pats you on the back and tells you softly, “There are refreshments on the lower deck. You seem like you need it.”

You obliviously thank the man while entering the lower deck. Regret seep deep into your skin once you saw eight tall men surrounding the area and Chani sitting comfortably on the wooden bench, nonchalantly fiddling with his expensive lighter. He smirks at your defeated expression. With a wave of his hand, he orders the eight men in suits, “Wait by the promenade.”

The eight men filed out immediately and you roll your eyes. They brush past you and into the cool, night air but you halt the last man walking out and whisper angrily to him, “Hwi I swear to god I’ll kill you if you told Chani about this.” Chani clears his throat loudly, causing the man to loosen out of your grasp and follow the rest of the men.

“Come here baby.” You roll your eyes at the sound of Chani’s husky calm voice but you nevertheless make your way beside him.

Click click click.

The persistent sound of the lighter clicking on and off creeps into your ears, substituting the lower deck’s silence. His arm is propped up against the back seat as he turns to face you. He knows his presence can rile you up and with one look from his eyes, you’ll be crawling back into his arms. You try your best to avoid eye contact with him, facing forward in your seat beside him. Suddenly, you feel a warm touch of his hand soothing up and down your arm. “Miss me?” Chani amusingly asks you.

Click click click.

The clicking of the lighter and his touch sending shivers down your body finally takes your last bit of patience. You are both angry and frustrated but deep down, you know you feel a sense of warmth having him give you attention. You push that feeling down deep inside your body and let your anger boil in your blood. “Enough Chani.” You firmly warn him, grabbing the lighter from him and pressing down the golden cap of the lighter to shut out the flame.

You turn to him, mirroring the lighter’s flame in your eyes, and command, “Let me go. There’s nothing left for me to do here. The USB is gone”

He chuckles darkly and leans forward, making you fall down flat against the bench. Hovering over you, he whispers, “You think leaving me a burnt decoy will get you a ticket to paradise?”

His face leans closer to yours, lips barely touching, and you immediately turn your face to the side. You huff out in disbelief, “I don’t need a ticket to paradise. I just don’t want to be a mere chess piece on your chessboard. I want out of the game.”

Chani’s rough hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to face him at an impossibly close proximity. With a smirk on his face, he replies, “Tsk tsk baby. I thought I trained you well enough to know the difference.” His hand let go of your jaw and he begins softly running his fingers along the curves of your face, cooing in a sickeningly sweet tone, “Why would you ever think you are a chess piece? My baby has always been the chess player.”

You scoff and fling his hand away from your face before looking him dead in the eyes, “Then you’re my opponent.”

Chani smiles at you in admiration, bringing his hand to pet your head then running his fingers along your soft strands of hair. “Like I said the day I met you, you’re bold baby.” Your annoyed face shifts into an anxious expression as he lowers his hand down your body. His hand stopping at the zipper of your leather jacket before slowly unzipping it. Your heart races anxiously with a tinge of excitement, but you snap back to reality, grabbing his hand to stop him. “Don’t.” You mutter breathlessly.

Chuckling at your half-hearted command, he pushes your hand away and continues his actions. “Don’t be so sure of yourself baby,” he taunts with amusement, “I’m only taking back what’s mine.” He then uses his free hand to cup your cheek, bringing your lips to his. You mumble against his moving lips, “It’s all I got Chani, please.”

Just then, you feel a tinge of cold air hit the center of your chest. Chani broke apart from your lips and your eyes flutter open. Smirking he asks, “You mean this?” You let out a sigh as Chani wave the USB above your head. He sits down in his former position and pats his lap, signaling for you to sit on him, to which you defeatedly obey.

He gathers your hair to the side and places the necklace back on your neck. You sigh again, this time in relief, as he turns you to face him. He quickly pecks your lips and says, “Since when does my bold baby beg?” He chuckles in amusement and asks, “Does the USB matter that much to you to go through all this trouble?”

You reply in confusion, “Doesn’t it to you?”

He grabs your waist, swinging you around to face him. Laughing in disbelief, he tugs at your necklace, separating the USB apart from the chain. Your eyes widen as he chucks the small item across the room to a box full of shipment crates. He nips at your ear and whispers, “Baby, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about it. There are many more weapons in this world. But there’s only one you.”

He brings his head down to your neck, leaving trails of wet kisses along your skin as goosebumps form. He mutters against your warm body, “From the moment I met you. I knew you were the worthy partner I needed to continue my game.”

He lifts his head back up to face you. In a flash, he discards your leather jacket somewhere on the floor. Gazing into your eyes, he tells you breathlessly before melding your lips with his, “The world is ours baby.”

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Boxing - Kang Chanhee

W/C: 4.4K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog or a pfp. Minors DNI or get blocked!

Warnings: Warnings: Smut, vein kink, pet.nicknames, nudism, cum tasting, teasing, dirty talk, arm riding, dick licking, slightly rough handling, hint of mirror sex, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You have been dying of curiosity to see Chani during his boxing sessions ever since he started practising, you only got some glimpses and glances from the videos his trainer had posted, but never anything from Chani himself, so when you had asked one day as he was heading to a session if you could come along, Chani had shrugged before saying; “I don’t see why you can’t come along,” And that was how you had found yourself inside the boxing gym sitting out of everyone’s way, but still you had managed to have a great view of Chani.

Sweat coated his skin, and his hair was sticking to his forehead as he moved around to avoid being hit and then threw a punch himself, his body movement was controlled, and you could see the focus on his face as he kept watching for when he would be swung at before he would hit the focus mitts his trainer wore. You were just as focused, but you were focused on him and his body, your eyes could see the veins on his arms becoming prominent the longer he trained, and suddenly you had wished you had stayed home instead.

You sit straighter and grip the bench you were seated on and squeeze your legs together while crossing your ankles, hoping nobody would pick anything up, and luckily, it seemed like they were all too engrossed by their training to notice you getting hot and bothered by your boyfriend’s training. You bite the inside of your cheeks to keep yourself from making any noise and possibly gaining attention from the entire room, but fuck, you weren’t sure for how long you would be able to hold on without completely losing your mind, you already had an ache you needed to tend to, but nowhere to go and tend to it.

Just when you thought you wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer, you watch as he bows to his trainer before removing his gloves, a sight of relief leaves your lips and you closer your eyes and take in slow deep breaths to try and calm yourself, you could feel your shirt starting to cling to your back from how warm your skin had become.

“Finished for the day,” Chani’s voice breaks you out from your train of thoughts, and you instantly lift your head to look up at him as he stands in front of you. “Are you okay?” You swallow and slowly nod your head. “Are you sure, you seem tense, and it seems like you’re hot also…” He trails off before slowly blinking. “I mean temperature-wise, you’re always hot physically, I… do you know what I mean?”

“I, uh yeah, yeah, I know what you mean,” You quickly say. You instantly relax your legs before releasing the bench from the vice grip hold you had on it before standing. “I’m okay, the gym just feels a little hot, that’s all,” He nodded his head, not completely believing you, but he didn’t want to push it too much. “Ready to go home?”

“Yes, let’s go,” He says and reaches for your hand, his fingers intertwine with yours, and he leads you out of the gym and towards the company car that was waiting for you both, you had thanked the stars and heavens that nobody had followed him and you both could be left in peace, otherwise someone would have surely noticed the state you were in. The ride home went by in a blur, and before you knew it, you were entering your place with him behind you.

“I need to go to the bathroom,” You mumble as you take off your shoes and socks before moving further into your home. Chani watches as you practically jog towards the bathroom before he removes his shoes and socks as well, leaving his gym bag at the door before making his way towards the bathroom.

“Y/n, is something wrong?” He asks as he pushes the door open, his eyes widen at the sight of you completely naked and about to climb into the tub that was filling with water. “I…” He was shocked, it wasn’t like this was the first time he saw you naked, it was more the shock of not expecting it.

“Chanhee…” You mumble, trying not to let it sound like a whine. “I… I need a moment,” He steps into the bathroom and moves closer to the tub, he moves his eyes over your body and watches as your legs are squeezed together, he should have picked this up back in the gym, why hadn’t he caught on?

“You’re going to need more than a moment,” He mutters before reaching for the tap to shut the water. He turned to you, and you could see his eyes had darkened, he had figured out what was happening to you, why you were acting so strange and what you were about to do. “You could have just said so, you didn’t need to tend to yourself alone,” He steps closer, and you feel goosebumps forming on your skin from his intense gaze, he moves around you before you feel his hands touch the top of your shoulders and slowly slide down your arms. “What caused it?” You feel him press his front against your back, his breathing hits the shell of your ear and a shiver runs down your spine.

“You…” You breathe out and shut your eyes. “The way you… The way you moved during your lesson, the focus, the intense look you had,” You feel his hands slide back along your arms before they move over your chest and cup your breasts, your head drops and you open your eyes. “The veins on your arms…” You watch and feel as he squeezes your breasts, watching his muscles bulge along with the veins on his arms. “Chanhee…”

“You like how they look?” He asks. He slides his thumbs over your nipples, rubbing the hardening buds slowly. “Anything else?” You were having trouble focusing as he continued to rub over your nipples.

“The way your hair stuck to your face from the sweat,” You whisper just loud enough for him to hear. He releases one of your boobs, and you feel your stomach begin to do flips as he slides his hand over your ribcage and down your stomach, his hand slowly moves over your mound before you step your legs apart to give him easier access, his fingers slide over your folds, and he could feel how wet they already were.

“Hmm,” He hums before moving his fingers between your folds and dragging them along your pussy, gathering your juices onto his fingers. “This wet, just because of that,” He slides his fingers to your entrance and presses down against it, making your back arch at the feeling that went through you, the sloshing sound of your wetness goes through the air.

“Chanheeee…” You moan and tilt your head back against his shoulder and close your eyes. “Fuck, Chanhee…” He pulls his hand away from your pussy, and you feel his arm brush against your stomach, you instantly open your eyes and slightly turn your head to see him push his fingers into his mouth. “Fucking… Chanheeee…” You try to pull out from his grip, but his grip around you tightens, and you feel his hand squeeze your boob. “Fuuuck, oh, fuck.”

“You’re so deliciously wet,” He says after he has pulled his fingers from his mouth. “Before you take your bath, let’s go to the bedroom first and give you a proper reason to take a bath,” You feel your insides doing another flip before he guides you out of the bathroom and right into the door across from the bathroom, which was the bedroom. He leads you closer to the bed before he sits down and reaches for the hem of his shirt, you watch as he pulls it off to reveal his torso and upper arms which had become toned from all his boxing sessions.

“I…” Was what you managed to get out as you watched him drop his shirt onto the floor next to the bed, he leaned slightly forward and extended one of his arms, and formed a fist, which automatically caused the veins on his arms to bulge.

“Is this what turned you so on, Y/n?” He asks and looks up at you, his lips are in a tight line and his eyes are dark and clouded with lust. “Come on, feel it,” You begin to reach with your hands. “Ah, not with your hands,” You pause and watch as his eyes travel down your body and pause at your mound. “With your pretty slick pussy.”

“Chanhee, fuck, do you want me to rub myself on your arm?” You ask, your sentence was fast, and he had barely caught what you had asked. A smirk begins to form on his lips.

“I want you to ride it as if it’s my cock,” He says. You weren’t completely sure what had come over you, but for a split moment, it felt like your entire world had stopped along with your breathing, the way he so casually said that. “Come on, don’t you want to feel it?” You slowly step forward and move over his arm, his arm brushes against either side of your thigh before you feel him lift it and press it against your pussy.

“Oh, my fucking gosh, Chanhee…” You breathe out as you feel his arm move between your folds and spread open around his forearm. “Oh, my fucking…” You swore you could feel the vein on his arm rub against your clit, he places his other hand on your hip and presses his fingers into your skin before slowly making you move back and forth over his arm. “Oh, my… oh, fuck, so good,” You never thought that rubbing yourself on his arm would feel so good, that it would feel so intoxicating.

“You’re so wet, you’re slicking up my entire arm,” He says as he watches his arm begin to glisten from your juices. You reach up with one hand and cup your breast, pressing your fingers into it before moving them to give your nipple attention. “You’re being so naughty also, playing with yourself as you’re riding my arm,” You could feel your skin only heating up more, and you began rolling your hips over his arm faster. “Fuck, the sounds, baby,” The sound of your juices sloshing sounded sinful, but it only encouraged you to keep rolling your hips.

“Chanhee, oh, fuck, Chanhee…” You pant out, your heart is drumming loudly inside your chest, and your breathing is getting louder and quicker as the seconds pass. “OHhh, fuck, I…” You pinch your nipple before tugging on it, which sends a shockwave down to your pussy. “I’m, I…” Your clit was throbbing as his arm continues to rub over it, the constant stimulation against the bundle of nerves was making your mind spin.

“That’s it, keep going,” He says, he could feel his cock growing hard in his sweatpants as he was getting turned on by the sight of you rolling your hips over his arm. “You look so pretty right now,” You could feel tension building inside you as an orgasm grows, you grab onto his shoulder with your other hand. “Are you getting close?”

“I… y-yes,” You stutter as you curl your toes in pleasure. “Ohhh, fuck, fuck, it’s so good,” A tingling sensation slowly begins creeping up your legs, and you knew it wasn’t going to be long before you were going to be a bigger mess than you already were. “Oh, arghmm,” Your lids flutter as you push your hand against your breast, releasing your nipple to focus on the feeling about to hit. “Ch-Chanhee,” Your nails dig into his shoulder as you feel the hot, tingling sensation hit the tension inside you. “FUCK!” Your legs shake beneath you as the tension snaps inside you, you can feel your legs shake beneath you, threatening to give out underneath you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids fall tightly shut and stars explode behind them.

“That’s it, baby, just like that, make a big mess on my arm,” He says, urging you on. Your mind feels like it’s going through the clouds, and for a split second your body felt light, as if it was floating through the skies. “Doing so good, baby,” His words only encouraged you and got you through the remainder of your high. You swear you could hear the sound of your blood pumping through your veins as you were going through your high.

“CHANHEE!” You moan before leaning forward as your body begins coming down from the high, your hips stop moving against his arm, only for him to start sliding his arm back and forth against you to get you through the last few seconds. “F-FUCK!” Your entire body felt hot, and the sweat that decorated your skin felt sticky. “Chanhee…” You open your eyes and look down at him through hooded eyes.

“Felt good?” He asks as he slowly pulls his arm away, you instantly push your legs together to try and replicate the warmth you had felt, but it doesn’t feel the same.

“So good…” You mutter. He hums before placing his other hand on your hip and guides you to sit down on the bed next to him, you can feel his wet arm rub against your stomach as he pulls his hand back. “Fuck, that… that’s so hot, Chanhee,” You feel him get up and lift your head to watch him, your eyes fall to his hands and watch as he pushes down his sweatpants along with his underwear, and his cock springs free and slaps against his abdomen, leaving a small glistering splatter of pre-cum behind. “Fuck…” Your eyes moved to his arm, and you could feel your juices coating it. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” You close your eyes for a second, taking in a deep breath as you grip the edge of the bed, you feel his legs press against yours before his hand cups your jaw and lifts your head, you open your eyes and look up at him, the sight… intoxicating.

“Are you feeling okay?” He asks. You could feel his fingers gently press into your jaw, the look he had was stern, but his eyes were soft as he waited for your answer.

“So fucking okay,” You breathe out before moving your eyes over his chest and down his stomach, taking in the happy trail that had grown there before your eyes catch the head of his cock. “Fuck… Can I?” He releases your jaw and your head drops to take in his hard length in front of you.

“Go ahead,” He says, and moves his hand to the back of your head. You reach up and wrap your fingers around his length, feeling the prominent vein on the underside of it, you instantly press your thumb against it and slide your hand along his length tracing over the vein. “Ohh, that feels good, so good,” You lean closer and lift your gaze to look up at him, and see him watching you intensely. You slide your tongue out from your mouth and press it against the slit of his cock, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum. His lids flutter as you slide the tip of your tongue along the slit. “O-oh, fu-fuck, your ton-tongue…” He takes in a shuddering breath before you circle your tongue around the head of his cock, you slide your tongue down his cock, pausing when you reached your hand before sliding your tongue back to the tip of his cock. “Ohh, aghmm.”

“You taste so good, Chanhee,” You say before pressing your tongue against the underside of his cock and slowly lick along it, you feel his fingers press down against your scalp.

“Fuck, fuck, your tongue always feels so good, baby,” He says. “It makes me so needy for you, to feel you around me,” His grip on your head tightness before you feel his hand drop to the back of your neck. “Bend over for me,” You pull back from his cock and release it.

“Over the bed?” You slowly ask. He nods his head, and you slowly get up from the bed, which seemed to have been a little too slow for his liking, his grip on your neck tightens slightly before he pushes you down against the bed with your ass in the air, his hand slides away from the back of your neck and down your spine before you felt him grab a handful of your asscheek and release it seconds later.

“It looks like you could just suck me right in,” He says. You feel him slide his cock between your folds, coating himself with your juices, and slowly move himself back and forth. “Fuck, so good…” You could feel his cock rub over your clit, which was causing a tightening feeling to build inside you already. “Ready?”

“Fuck, yes,” You moan and shut your eyes as you feel the head of his cock slide towards your entrance and slowly begin pushing his cock inside you, you grab onto the sheets and curl your fingers into it. “Oh, fuck, Chanhee…” You could feel his cock slowly stretching you out and filling you. “So good, oh, my…” His hands move to your waist before he fully sinks into you, and pauses for a few moments. You open your eyes and blink several times as you adjust to him inside you, your breathing is hard, and your heart is pounding loudly. The room temperature felt like it had been turned up all the way. “Move, please move,” You feel him slowly slide out of you halfway before he thrusts back at a faster pace.

“Fuck, oh, yes,” He moans as he hears your juices squelch with each thrust. “Fuck, so wet, so fucking soaked because of me,” You could feel his cock rubbing almost all the right spots inside you as he was rolling his hips into yours.

“More, fuck,” You gasp out as your back arches with pleasure. You feel his fingers dig a little harder into your skin before you feel his pace pick up, the sound of skin hitting against skin fills the room along with the sinful sounds of your wetness squelching, his balls slapped against your pussy lips, and you could feel your juices splattering against your inner thighs. “Chanheeee,” You curl your toes against the floor as you feel a tingling sensation travel up your spine.

“Fuck, do you need more?” He asks between thrusts. He was breathing hard and his mind spins as he felt your juices coat his thighs. “Let me show you something,” He mumbles before you feel his arms wrap around you and pull you upwards and against him, one of his hands moves to cup your breast and squeeze it while the other stays on your stomach. “Keep your eyes open,” He turns you and has you facing the full-length mirror.

“Oh, fuck,” You gasp as the veins on his arm stand out as he gripped onto your tit, your eyes travel a little lower and pause at his hand on your stomach.

“Lower,” He groans into your ear. You look lower and feel your breathing pause for a few seconds as you see his cock disappear and reappear inside you, glistening with your juices. Your walls clench around him and your clit twitches, the sight causes your stomach to twist, and you could feel the tension inside you growing at a rapid pace, and you continue to watch. “Pretty sight, isn’t it?” You reach up with one hand to grip onto his forearm. “Look how well you’re taking me.”

“Chhaaanhheeee!” You whine and feel your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Fuck, fuck, oh my fucking, argmmm,” You lean your head back against his shoulder as you force yourself to keep watching, the sight was making your mind fog up. “I’m gonna…” You feel his hand on your stomach slide lower, his fingers slowly travel over your mound, and you watch as they get closer and closer to your clit. “Fuck…” Your back arches against him as his fingers make contact with your throbbing clit.

“That’s it, see how pretty that is?” He asks. He was rubbing wide circles around your clit, teasing you as he was thrusting in and out of you. “Fucking beautiful,” Your eyes shut from the pleasure, and you feel tears forming in the corners of your eyes, you feel him take the little nub between his fingers and pull on it slightly.

“CHANHEE!” You scream at how good it felt. “Fuck, fuck, I’m close, Chanhee, oh my fucking…” You feel him turn you again before you were pushed back against the bed, his hand releases your boob, and you feel him move it to grip your hip.

“Then do it,” He says. His thrusts were hard and precise, his fingers continued to toy with the bundle of nerves, and you were slowly losing it. “Cum for me,” You feel him shift slightly and the head of his cock hits right against your sweet spot, stars instantly explode behind your lids, and you feel your legs shake.

“CHANHEE!” You cry as you come undone, the tension inside you snapping and sending you over the edge of ecstasy. “CHANHEE, OH, FUCK!” You grab onto the sheets and twist it between your fingers, pulling at it. “UHM!” Your mind felt like it was high in the clouds as your body shook with pleasure, you weren’t even sure how you were still standing. “FUCKING!”

“That’s it, good girl, you’re doing so good,” He says, encouraging you through your high. “Fuck, it feels so good,” He was mercilessly rubbing your clit, and you were squirming from all the stimulation you were feeling. His movements became quicker as he felt his balls slowly begin to tighten, and his mind was slowly slipping. “Fuck, you just feel so good…” Your walls were pulsing around him, and it was slowly driving him closer to his release.

“CHANHEE!” You cry out as your muscles tighten before your entire body slowly relaxes, and you begin coming down from the high. “Chanhee!” You could feel him struggling to continue rubbing your clit as he was starting to chase his high. “Shit, oh, my… So good…” His mind was becoming cloudy with pleasure, and he could feel the tightening feeling slowly travelling, along his length to the tip of it.

“Fuck… I’m gonna…” He grunts before you feel his finger pausing against your clit and his grip on your hip tighten more. “FUCK!” His hips sloppily thrust against you and moments later you feel one hard thrust. “FUCK!” His cock twitch inside you, and you feel his load spill into you. “Fuck, YES, ohh,” His thrusts became uneven, trying to get himself through the high was going through. “Hmm, ohmm, uh,” His movement begins to slow down before he completely stops, his hand falls away from your pussy and his grip on your hip loosens. He leans over you, and you can feel how hot his body was against yours, and how his front stuck to your back from the amount of sweat. You were both breathing hard and taking a moment to catch your breath, the room slowly began to cool down, and you could feel the air starting to nip at your wet skin.

“Chanhee…” You whisper and slowly find his hand that was pressed against the bed. “That was so good,” You squeeze the top of his hand before you feel him get off on top of you. He slowly slides out from you, and you could feel your mixed juices run over your pussy, the feeling of it makes you squeeze your legs together.

“It’s cute how you still react to that,” He says, and wraps his arm around you to pull you upwards and against his side. “Let’s go take that bath now?” You nod your head, leaning against him before slowly making your way to the bathroom. Your legs feel shaky as you make your way across the hallway, and back into the bathroom, he guides you towards the toilet and lifts the toilet seat before carefully letting you sit down. “But let me just warm it up a little.”

“Right, that’s definitely needed,” You say, remembering you had only opened the cold water. You watch as he turns away from you and makes his way to the tub and open the warm water. “Your back… it just looks so good also,” He looks over his shoulder at you.

“Is it also turning you on?” He asks. You bite your lower lip as you think it over before shaking your head and releasing your lip.

“Not as much,” You say. You finish on the toilet and flush it before making your way towards him. “But it could, it really could,” You place your hand on his mid-back. “Maybe leave a few scratches?” He wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer to him.

“Tempting,” He says. “Very tempting, but maybe later,” You nod your head before stepping into the tub with his help. “Does it feel okay?” You nod your head with a soft hum, and he leans over to close the water. He climbs into the tub behind you and sits down before you sit down between his legs. “Do you feel okay?” He wraps his arms around you and moves his hands to your inner thighs, you could feel his fingers rub against your pussy lips.

“Hmm, I feel more than okay,” You say. “I might want to ride your arm a lot more now,” He hums, and you feel his lips touch the back of your shoulder, you feel his nose brush against your skin, which makes you take in a deep breath of content.

“I wouldn’t mind if you do,” He whispers before gently kissing your shoulder, you lean fully against him and turn your head so you can see his face, making him rest his chin on your shoulder.

“How do you feel?” You ask. The moment just felt so right with him, this soft moment that wasn’t always seen or shown to everyone. “Are you okay?”

“Hmm, I feel great,” He says. “I just didn’t know taking you with me would lead to this,” You smile and softly shake your head. “I might just invite you along a little more often.”

[pantajifiction]

Beautiful

Genre : Fluff/ a little bit of angst

Zuho x reader

Words : 1104

Summary : you have been feeling insecure about yourself but zuho is always there to remind you how beautiful you are.

Warning(s) : Angst, Body shaming, insecurities, Abuse/toxic relationship, panic Attack.

A/N : Hello lovelies! Just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful no matter what people said about you or what you think about yourself. (✿^‿^)

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You are standing in front of your mirror, Cursing yourself for not being beautiful enough. A sudden flashback of your past relationship came through your mind, the one that you will never forget. It was one of those night where you felt miserable about yourself.

In your past relationship, you were caught in an abusive relationship. Your ex would constantly called you bad things and body shaming you in the public making you feel insecure about your appearance. You're stuck in that situation for a couple of years until one day you had enough when you saw that your ex decided to cheat on you in front of you.

Without a second thoughts, you packed your bags and ran away from your ex boyfriend before he could do anything towards you. For months you were living in a rented room and working hard to fix your life when you starting to lose hope. That's when he came in to your life. Your saviour, Baek Juho, going by the name of Zuho.

You were working at one of the busiest diner in town when suddenly he walked in for the first time. You were mesmerized by his sharp features and charisma that radiated from him. For awhile you can't help but stare at him untill he turned his head towards you and gave you a little smile that made you heart jump. Feeling flustered you get back to your work, serving customers and making orders.

"Hi can I get a cup of coffee?" A deep voice interrupt your work. You turn around and was met by none other than him, Baek Juho.

"Yes of course! Anything else?" You replied to him with your usual smile. And just from that, a simple interaction leads to him going to the diner almost everyday making him to be a regular customer.

One thing lead to another, where you've become a Manager at the diner and your life has become a bit stable to say the least when he finally decided to ask you go on a date with him.

At first you were a bit scared because of your past relationship. But after talking to your friends and how they seemed to support you and want you to move on, you finally said yes.

You guys dated for a few months until a year later he asked you to be his girlfriend. It took you some times to gave him the answer but you can't deny that you were starting to fall for him. You can't help but to admit that you love him.

For the first few months, you were very cautious around him. Asking whether it's okay to do this or it's okay to wear that. You were scared of getting criticized by him but that thing never came. It never happened.

One day you finally decided to tell him why you're acting so cautious around him. You told him how you got into an abusive relationship that leds to your ex calling you bad things and cheated on you. You told him how you escaped from your ex and how you were struggling in the first few months without having a permanent home or job.

Zuho just sat there listen to your story closely. Zuho feels like he is responsible to keep you safe now. For the first time he felt how he wanted to protect you from everything just to keep you safe.

After you told him everything he didn't say anything but hugged you. He promise you to keep you safe and to protect you forever.

After that incident he told you to move in with him where he can easily take care of you and you fell in love with him even more at his Effort to keep you safe. You love him and that will never change.

That's how you and him met 3 years ago.

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"(Y/n)???" You are taken to reality when you heard Zuho's voice. You didn't realise that he had just come back from work. You panicked for little when suddenly you get panic attack making you feel breathless. You started to feel dizzy when you saw Zuho running towards you and immediately engulfing you with hug while telling you sweet things and reassuring you that everything is okay.

You started to cry in his arms saying how you hate seeing yourself. Zuho's heart breaks every time he sees you in such a vulnerable state. He picked you up bridal style and kissed your forehead. Zuho walk towards your shared bedroom and lay you down then leave you for a while to change and take a quick shower.

After about 10 mins he came out dressing in his pajama and lay down besides you, pulling you close to him and stroking your hair trying his best to calm you down.

"Shh... it's okay (Y/n) he's not here to do those thing to you again. I'm here for as long as you want me to...and I love you for who you are." He whisper to your ear. Making you calm for a bit after hearing his deep soothing voice.

"B-but... I'm not pretty he said it" your voice barely audible but zuho heard it.

"You don't have to be pretty for me to love you. I don't care how you look like. I fall in love with your heart, your personality. Your face is just a bonus point. I love how you make a cute face whenever you're trying to focus or how you would pout when you can't even reach a book in the highest shelf. (Y/n), you're as beautiful as who you are. You're one in a million and I don't want you to think negatively just because of that bastard." His words makes your heart racing.

You are processing his words when you feel his fingertips on your chin, lifting your head as your eyes met his. You could see love in his eyes and that made you feel guilty, you've made him worried.

"I'm sorry" you whisper as your eyes met his and your lips barely touch.

"Please don't, it was never your fault. I promise to look after you forever" he said and with that your lips met his and you swore that you could feel butterfly in your stomach.

Both of you breaks the kiss and decided to snuggle with each other. Him pulling you as close as possible. Exchanging good night's while he kissed your forehead.

'I love you, (Y/n)" that was the last thing you heard from him before you fell into a deep slumber.

[thefudge]

Hey I recently read your Dune fic 'fleshed in the wife' and I love how you write the characters and their dynamic. It's both unsettling yet captivating at the same time and I look forward to how you conclude their story. On the other hand I checked out the playlist you linked for the fic and saw that you had an irulan/ feyd playlist too...just wondering if you still plan on posting for them anytime in the future. If yes, would you like to share your interpretation of their dynamic? If not I'd still like to thank you for writing something so beautiful for the Dune fandom and for feeding my fixation with it ❤️

thank you for the kind words! i'm glad you're enjoying "fleshed in the wife"!

the irulan/feyd oneshot i started back in march is somewhere in my drafts. it's funny because i'd planned on posting it before writing paul/irulan, but the story just got away from me. i do want to post it eventually, after i finish "fleshed in the wife". my interpretation of their dynamic, at least back in march, was that they could work as a reverse paul/chani, where paul is irulan and chani is feyd, and chani!feyd is trying to teach paul!irulan something new about his world and the harkonnens, but much like paul/chani, irulan ends up dominating feyd and taking over his world. but i'll have to chew more on it when i get back to it.

[shinestarhwaa]

So maybe sf9 mtl to fall asleep before you?? ☺☺

SF9 MTL to fall asleep before you

This makes me so soft already ohgod here we go <3

MOST

Inseong

Rowoon

Chani

Dawon

Taeyang

Hwiyoung

Youngbin

Jaeyoon

Zuho

LEAST

I think Inseong would love cuddling with you before sleeping and he'd get so comfy with you he'd pass right out. I see Rowoon sleeping early too because we know he be overworked and he wants to stay awake for you but the moment he hits his bed and he's beside you he can rest and falls asleep with you in his arms. I think Chani would act like he is gonna stay awake and he'd fall asleep only to wake up and deny he slept early.

With Dawon and Taeyang it depends on their and your mood, they can get tired but if they knows you've had a rough day they'd stay awake until you're sound asleep.

Hwiyoung and Youngbin would often stay awake to watch you sleep peacefully, as it helps them calm their mind, seeing you at ease.

Jaeyoon and Zuho would refuse to sleep before you, so you wouldn't have to worry about anything and they could protect you and hold you close during the night

[huihuiheart]

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