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Sharing is Caring [1.5: ChanSung]

˚ʚBang Chan x Han Jisungɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: While their 'fuck buddy' takes care of Changbin, the eldest and youngest producer learn some new things about each other.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 2.4k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: member x member content: dont like dont interact <3 (you can also block the #mxm tag), swap between using Chris & Chan- sry not sry, handjob (Han rec), oral (Chris rec), poly ot8 mentions, 3racha x fem reader mentions: Changbin x fem reader action from the original version of this chapter

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: i call han the maknae like once during this because he is 3racha's maknae and this was from the 3racha fic soo 🤷

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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PSA: Red text is taken directly from Part 1 (reworded) and may contain female x Changbin content.

But when she smiles and slides off Chris' lap, softly crawling towards Changbin on all fours, both boys on the couch suddenly fix their posture. Han almost whines at the thought of Changbin getting her first until he watches the oldest stand up and saunter towards him. He gulps and looks up at the man, biting his lip when Chris leans down and grabs his chin to hold eye contact. “You still okay with us playing a little bit, Hannie?” Not fully trusting his voice, Jisung nods eagerly and allows Chris to take control, "Please..."

At this point, Han's hands had stopped moving and now just lay flat on his thighs as he waited for Chan to make the next move. Chan leans down further with a big smirk on his face, “All this time… we could have been having fun too.” His eyes flicker to Han’s lips for a moment, and when their eyes meet again he licks his lips seductively. “How long?”

Han clears his throat as Chan lowers even more, now caging the younger boy with a hand on the bottom cushions by his thigh and a hand on the back cushions by his shoulder, their faces now only a couple of inches apart. “U-Um… Like a few years? I-I’ve always been ok with it for everyone but I didn’t want to bring it up..” 

“Aww, our poor Hannie. Don’t worry~ Channie-hyung will take care of you now.” Chan’s voice lowers to a whisper and he finally pushes his lips against Han's. They kiss sweetly for a moment, just enjoying each other's warmth against their lips until Jisung whines and bucks his hips into the air. Chan smiles against his lips and licks across his bottom lip, pushing his tongue past it once Han's lips parted. At the same time their tongues meet, the hand on the bottom cushion moves up to Han's thigh, making him moan into the kiss at the mere contact.

Chan holds back a laugh and indulges the desperate boy, finally wrapping his hand around his leaking dick. Han breaks the kiss and moans but manages to make eye contact with Chan as his hand starts to move. His jaw drops and he looks down momentarily, relishing in the way the veins in Chan's hands pop out and how wet it sounds. He doesn't get to look for long, not when Chan curls the fingers in his free hand into Han's hair and forces his head backward.

"'M not done with you." He slams their lips together again and this time shoves his tongue into Han's mouth right off the bat. Han moans loudly against his lips and the hands that were trying so hard to sit still on his thighs now move to Chan's big arms. He squeezes the flesh there as he bucks his hips into Chan's hand. He's so close and he tries his best to show his hyung that without having to separate from him again.

And, of course, Chan can tell. This might be the first time they've explored each other, but Chan knows all his members like the back of his hand. And the endless whimpers from Han do nothing but make it even more obvious. So Chan moves his hand faster, now focusing solely on getting the younger boy off.

But then, a pair of sudden and loud slaps grabs their attention, making them pull a few inches away from each other at the sound. Jisung’s hips buck up into Chris’ hand and he lets out a pathetic whine at the sight of the girl's ass cheeks turning a dark red. Chan lets out an exasperated laugh before saying “Oh yeah, I should’ve warned you two that she can be a stupid brat sometimes. I would say I’d teach you how to deal with it, but it seems like you got it under control already. You know what to do, baby. Be a good girl for Binnie, or else I'll handle you myself.”

Changbin steals a confused glance at his hyung before returning his gaze to the girl on his lap, loosening his grip on her neck to give her more breathing room. Her eyes meet Chan's for a second and she gulps deeply before placing her hands on his chest. “‘M sorry Binnie. I’ll be good now, I promise.” Changbin's hand completely loosens the grip on her neck but stays resting there as Chris speaks up again. “Not ‘Binnie’ baby.”

Her eyes meet Chan’s again and he smiles at her teasingly, his hands still stroking Jisung at a slow pace that has the boy whining into his own hand. She bites her lip at the sight of Jisung looking fucked out already and turns back to Changbin to retry, “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll behave now.” They all watch Changbin swallow thickly before leaning his head sideways and letting out a curse.

“Atta girl, baby,” Chan says before turning back to the squirming boy below him. Han returns his eyes to Chan and moans at the look he’s given in response. “You’re so vocal, Hannie. I’m surprised we haven’t heard you jerking off before.” Chan teased with his bottom lip caught between his teeth. He doesn’t give the younger man any time to respond before he tightens his hand and speeds up his movements. The hand previously in Han's hair moves down to join his other hand by rubbing the tip of his thumb roughly through his slit.

High pitches ‘ahs’ fill that side of the room as Han cums, shooting long shots of creamy cum onto Chan’s hand and stomach, and even some onto his own shirt. Chan watches with wide eyes and a laugh as he pumps the boy through his high, focusing attention on his tip so he can watch the boy squirm from sensitivity. Once he’s sure that he's milked dry, he pulls his hand away and licks it clean, holding eye contact with Han as he does so.

Han covers his face and whines something about how hot that was and his dick twitches as if to prove his point, making Chan laugh again. He pulls away and hooks his thumbs into his sweatpants, looking Han up and down almost menacingly. He can't help but feel satisfied at how absolutely destroyed he looks. He wonders what he'd look like if they actually fucked.

Han sees Chan's dick twitch in his pants and his gaze turns upwards. He looks at Chan from under his eyelashes for a moment as he sucks on his bottom lip. Then one of his hands moves forward and teasingly trails the tip of his pointer finger around his bulge. Chan's breath catches in his throat and he shivers, "Hmm?" Han’s cheeks burn bright but he tucks himself into his boxers and quietly stands up on wobbly legs.

He tries to push Chan onto the couch, only for him not to budge, and amusedly raise his eyebrow. Chan laughs and tilts his head, placing a hand on Han’s throat before roughly orienting him to meet his eyes. “Use your words, Han-ah. You have no idea how far I’ll go to punish a brat who can't use their manners.” He squeezes lightly, not enough to cut off any airflow, and waits patiently for a response. Han gulps and nods, immediately complying in fear. “‘Wanna suck you off..." The hushed tone would usually be enough to call for discipline, but he was playing nice with Han. It was their first time together, after all.

So Chan lets him go and pats his cheek with a small smile, “Good boy.” He plops on the couch, stealing a glance at the two fucking like rabbits to his right before looking up at the flushed boy before him. Han sinks to his knees, resting his hands on his own thighs as he waits for permission to touch him further. Chan whistles at the younger boy's immediate submission. “Fuck.. You’re so much more well-behaved than that brat over there... Really should have let me play with you earlier, Hannie.” Han can see Chan’s dick twitch from under his pants and he watches in awe as Chan slides them down along with his boxers and frees his dick. 

Despite living together and dealing with Chan walking around half-naked all the time, it had been a long time since any of the members saw each other naked, let alone in the new dorms where everybody got their own bathrooms. So Han is pleasantly surprised to see how big Chan is. He can already feel the saliva pooling as he stares, but he looks up at the older pleadingly, still waiting for permission. Chan tilts his head and smirks smugly, grabbing himself by the base and tapping his tip against Han’s pretty pink lips. “Patient too... Such a good boy haha. Go ahead, Hannie.”

Han’s hands immediately shoot up; one barely manages to wrap around Chan's width and the other rests flat against Chan's pelvis with his thumb and his pointer finger circling his base. He swallows the thick saliva in his mouth and experimentally pumps his hand a few times, watching dazedly as precum dribbles out the tip. Chan feels so heavy in his hand and it makes Han dizzy at the thought of what it might feel like inside of him. But this good boy wants nothing more than to behave for his hyung, so he snaps out of his daze and leans forward to lick a line against Chan’s slit. 

When the older groans and bucks his hips in response, Han smiles and does it again, this time finishing it off by taking the first few inches into his mouth. Chan’s head hits the cushions as Han goes deeper, flattening his tongue and sucking as he takes the length inch by inch. The weight of Chan's dick on his tongue makes him moan and lead vibrations around him.

Eventually, Han’s nose hits Chan's pelvis and, having lost all focus at the realization, he gags loudly. Chan’s thighs twitch on either side of him so he forcefully loses focus again, making his eye twitch shut as he gags a few more times before pulling off to let himself breathe. He gasps and a thick string of saliva chases his lips. Chan forces his head up and they make eye contact as Han lowers again, this time swirling his tongue around his tip while his right hand pumps him. The hand that was previously on his pelvis moves down to fondle his balls, squeezing them each time his tongue catches on the slit of Chan’s dick. Chan shivers and moans loudly, furrowing his eyebrows as he focuses on the oddly talented demon between his legs who’s bringing his orgasm on so soon.

“Please please please-” Chris’ ears suddenly perk up at the sound of the girl to his right begging. He chuckles breathlessly and it takes everything in him to keep his eyes on the pretty boy between his legs. “F-Fuck…” He whispers under his breath as his hips buck into Han’s mouth. He clears his throat and manages a normal sentence while watching his dick get throated, “Bin, I usually have to overstimulate her for her to beg like that. Shit... You must’ve fucked her stupid already.”

Chan doesn’t bother listening to any reply that he might’ve gotten. Instead, he zones in on the boy below him, watching as his confidence grows with each second. “You’re doing so well, Hannie. F-Fuck! W-Where the hell did you learn how to do this??” Han chuckles around him and it causes vibrations that make Chan’s legs shake. He pulls off and pumps him as he answers, “Me and one of the others mess around with each other every now and then.”

“Holy shit… W-Who??” Han stays quiet, kitten licking up Chan’s length as he begins an internal debate with himself. Eventually, the desperate, shiny eyes of the older boy make him cave and he leans up. He places a kiss on the very top of Chan’s dick and names the culprit before he goes down on him again. Chan moans loudly at the imagery that came with the mention of his other members' names and his dick twitches in Han’s mouth.

Han increases his efforts, keeping up his hand’s movements while suddenly taking the length as deep into his throat as he can without gagging horribly. Chan’s mind spins with the new information about his members and about Han’s ability to suck dick so well. His stomach tightens and his hips continuously buck up into Han’s mouth. He lets out a few gasps that gradually turn to whines, signaling that he’s dangerously close. Han picks up on it and deepthroats him all the way to the hilt, even gagging a few times on purpose. 

They both faintly hear the sound of a girl whining about how hot the sight is, but it goes in one ear and right out the other as they focus on each other. Han smiles to himself and stops his hand’s efforts, only to place them on the very top of his thigh. He rakes his nails down Chan’s thighs, reveling in the high-pitched squeaks it pulls from him. Chan’s hips buck one more time before he cums. Hard. He throws his head back and holds a firm grip on Han’s hair as he thrusts a few times in his mouth, spilling a bigger load than normal.

He quickly angles his head forward again to watch his dick slide in and out of Han’s mouth, some of his cum frothing out. Slowly the grip on the younger’s hair loosens and Chan watches the boy on the floor with lidded eyes. Han hollows his cheeks to get every last drop then slowly pulls off of Chan’s sensitive dick. They hold each other’s gaze once again and Han shows off the contents in his mouth before making a show of swallowing it, then showing his empty tongue after.

Chan throws a hand over his eyes at the sight and whines, resting his head against the back cushion as the girl to his right begins to laugh at him. She meets Han's eyes and winks at him, blowing him a kiss with a fucked out smile. He sends one back and watches from the corner of his eye and Changbin returns to the room.

After cleaning up and settling down to watch a movie with each other, Changbin and her are the first to fall asleep, leaving the two boys who just explored each other. It wasn’t as awkward as they thought, but Han could tell something was bugging Chan. But luckily before his anxiety has the chance to sink in, Chan finally breaks the silence. “So Han…" Chan starts, unsure how to ask the question without coming off wrong. The boy in question hums, craning his neck to look up at his hyung and wait patiently for him to finish his question.

“You and Lix?”

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🕯Summary: Jisung knew it was a bad idea to jerk off in the hallway but watching Chan and you play together plus the crude moans from your laptop, made his cock throb.

🌹CW

Tentacle Dildo Cock Sleeve|Tentacle Hentai|Edging|Masturbation|Frottage|Grinding|Multiple Orgasms|Voyeurism|Threesome! MMF|Degrading Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Rough Sex|Dom! Bang Chan|Sub! Han Jisung|Squirting|Pussy Gape|Pervy! Reader|Instructions|Cunnilingus|Overstimulation|Oral Fixation|Fingering|Daddy Kink|Free Use|Teasing|Cum Dump|Very Sensitive Pussy|Sub Space|Deep Penetration|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.9K

Chan raised an eyebrow, hearing loud obscene moans from this room, 'Hah, ah, fuck yes! I can feel your dirty cum defile my fertile pussy, Yamada-kun.' he heard, muffled behind his door. He knocked, "Princess what are you watching?" he asked, opening the door. You looked over your shoulder, "Tentacle porn," you said, chewing on the gummy worms. Chan pressed his tongue beneath his bottom lip, "Oh, yeah?" he asked, lifting you onto his lap and hooking his chin over your shoulder. 

You nodded, watching the squid boy drill its tendril deep into the character's pussy. Chan nipped your ear, "Is this what you like, baby? Want your tummy bulging around Daddy's cock, yeah?" he whispered, licking your cheek. You shivered at the gravel in his voice, "Daddy I'm watching for the plot," you said, trying to hide your arousal. Chan chuckled, rubbing your sides, "I believe you, princess," he said, nosing your jaw. 

'Right there fuck! Fill my pathetic womb with your seed!' Jisung heard, standing by the door with his jaw dropped. His mind spun contemplating whether to close the door and walk away or stay and watch. More moans echoed into the hallway, spurring his cock to harden within his pants. Jisung bit back a hiss, his hand instinctively teasing the hem of his sweats. You squirmed on Chan's lap, trying to find a comfortable spot. 

Chan groaned into your ear, "Watch how you're moving, princess. You wouldn't want Daddy to interrupt your show now would you?" he whispered, shifting your clothed cunt right against his throbbing bulge. Jisung shivered, hearing Chan's voice over the crude moans from your screen, 'Fuck it' he thought, slipping his hand into his warm boxers, his cockhead leaking through the fabric. He clenched his jaw, trying his hardest not to thud his head against the wall as he stroked his leaky cock within his pants. 

Chan gripped your hips, rocking your body forward and backward on his aching bulge. Breathy puffs of air escaped your lips, head cloudy with need. "Daddy please," you pleaded, gripping the table in front of you to ground yourself. Chan grunted, "Get up and strip for me, princess," he said, unbuckling his belt. Jisung's lips wobbled, precum drenching the front of his sweatpants. He pumped his cock within his fist, hoping that the squelching from the show would muffle his own. You stood up, stripping off your skimpy shorts and soaking panties. Chan chuckled low, "So messy, baby girl," he said, swiping his fingers between your slicked folds. 

You tossed your head back, legs wobbling under the stimulation, and just as you were about to reply Chan, your eyes met with someone's. You flinched, alerting Chan instantly, "What's wrong, princess?" he asked, pulling you close. You placed a finger to his lips, and tapped your ear, gesturing to him to listen. Chan furrowed his eyebrows and that's when he heard it. Breathy pants and crude squelching coming from another part of the room. 

Jisung stroked his cock to the sound of the show, barely aware of his surroundings or the fact that you both were silent. Chan looked over his shoulder and smirked, "Dirty Quokka," he whispered, lowering the volume of the show. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows at the change of volume but the buzzing in his ears barely kept him focused. Your breath shuddered, "Ji sounds so pretty," you whispered, rutting your bare cunt on Chan's pants. 

He cooed, reaching down to rub your clit, "Yeah, baby? Do you want to hear Sungie's moans up close?" He asked, tugging back the hood of your clit, exposing the sensitive nub. Drool dripped down the sides of your lips, "Please," you keened, internally praying that Chan would give in to your submission. Chan hummed, lifting you to the bed, "Display yourself for us, baby girl," he said, ruffling your hair. You did as told, tugging off the rest of your clothes and laid on your back, legs spread apart with your aroused cunt on display. 

Chan approached the door and leaned against the frame, "Jisung-ah?" He questioned, a cocky smirk etched on his plump lips. Jisung squeaked, tugging his hand out of his pants. Precum coated his hand and his pants were stained dark. Chan chuckled, opening the door further, "What were you doing, Sung-ah?" He asked, pretending to be oblivious to the mess. Jisung gulped, cheeks burned red from embarrassment but the thrill of being caught made his cock twitch. 

Chan noticed the little motion, his smirk growing wider, "You're such a dirty slut, Jisungie," he said, crossing his arms. Jisung held back a whimper and covered his soiled pants with his hands. Chan clicked his tongue, "Did I say you can do that, prince?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Jisung shook his head, putting his hands awkwardly to his sides, "No, Hyung," he mumbled, hanging his head low. Chan cooed, luring Jisung into the room and locked the door. 

Jisung swallowed an audible gulp when he saw your bare pussy. "Don't you want a taste, prince? I promise she tastes sweet," Chan said, wrapping his arms around Jisung's waist. "Can I?" he whispered under his breath, hands shaky from adrenaline. Chan nodded, "Go ahead, Sungie," he said, taking a seat in the chair, his legs spread with his cock heavy under his pants. Jisung kneeled in front of your cunt, his eyes dilated from the warmth hitting his face. 

He wrapped his arms around your thighs, bringing your body closer to him, "I'm going to make you feel so fucking good, darling," he groaned, flattening his tongue as he licked between your sloppy folds. "Sungie," you whined, lifting your head to make eye contact with him. Jisung hummed, flicking his tongue against your aching clit. You arched your back, rutting your hips forward to chase the stimulation. As he watched, Chan palmed his clothes bulge, his eyes hooded with lust. 

Jisung pulled back, drawing a desperate whimper past your lips, "I'm not going anywhere, darling," he grunted, spitting right on your clit. You hiccuped a moan, "Please, please, please," you babbled, needing more, aching for more. Jisung chuckled, burrowing his face into your cunt, his tongue thrusting deep within your walls. You wailed at the sudden penetration, your body thrashing from the pleasure. Jisung held you down firmly, his biceps bulging from the grip. 

Chan hissed at the chill zipper brushing against his damp boxers, "Curl your tongue, prince," he rasped, pumping his cock at a languid pace. Jisung did as told, curling his tongue deep within your hole, his nose pressed against your pulsing clit. "Hah! Fuck, fuck, ah," you whimpered, arching your body. Jisung's eyes rolled back at the taste of your cunt consuming his mouth. Your toes curled, orgasm threatening to snap when Jisung slipped a finger with his tongue fucking your hole apart, "Cumming, I'm gonna cum," you sobbed, tears spilling down the sides of your face. 

Jisung growled against your folds, sending vibrations through your body.  "Ah! Hah, fuck, hah," you wailed, squirting into his awaiting mouth. Jisung groaned, swallowing your orgasm like it’s second nature, the taste of your slick gushing down his throat made his mind fuzzy. Chan stood behind Jisung, "Good boy," he praised, tucking Jisung's hair behind his ears. "Now undress for me, prince," he added. Jisung stood up with shaky knees, his pants soiled beyond saving. 

He stripped off his clothes, his cockhead red and throbbing slapped against his abdomen. Your chest puffed up and down as you caught your breath. Chan chuckled, stroking your cheek, "Good girl," he praised, kissing your nose. You keened under his touch, melting from his security. Chan cooed, taking out a cock sheath, "Jisung-ah, do you mind wearing this?" He asked, holding up a tentacle-like dildo with a hole that goes through the middle and a cock ring for the toy to stay in place. 

Jisung gulped at the sight, his cock throbbing with arousal, "Yes, yes, please," he begged, aching to know how it would feel wrapped around his cock. Chan smirked, pumping Jisung's cock within his palm, "Such a leaky little thing. How do you control yourself in public, hm?" He teased, easing Jisung's shaft into the appropriate hole, his cockhead peeking out at the top. Jisung dug his nails into Chan's arm, the snug sleeve had ribbed silicon walls that stimulated his cock like an actual fleshlight, "Oh fuck," he gasped, drool dripping down his lips. 

Chan cooed, sinking the toy to the hilt of Jisung's waist and tucked his testicles into the ring, "All done, prince," he said, tapping Jisung's throbbing cockhead. "Hyung," Jisung choked out, using Chan's arm to stabilize himself. "You're doing such a good job, baby," Chan said, standing behind Jisung, his hand aligning Jisung's tentacle cock into your warm tight cunt. Your eyes dilated at the sight of the ribbed dildo, tentacle suckers decorating the sides. 

Chan kissed down Jisung's neck, "Don't forget to breathe," he said, pushing the tip of Jisung's cock into your sloppy hole. Jisung tossed his head back, broken whimpers escaping both of your lips. "Shh, shh. Such good dolls," Chan coaxed, pushing Jisung's hips closer to yours until the toy filled your leaky cunt. "Fuck," Jisung sniffled, holding your hips with shaky hands. You hiccuped a sob, feeling so deliciously full. Chan sat by your head, "Start thrusting, prince," he instructed, covering your mouth beforehand. 

Jisung bucked his hips, instantly making you wail as his cockhead kissed your cervix. Whimpers and groans escaped Jisung's glossy lips, "Holy fuck, hah," he whined, setting a tempo to his thrusts. You sobbed against Chan's palm, muffled cries echoing with the room. Chan cooed, stroking your hair, "Take his tentacle cock, princess. Feel every rib and sucker brush against your warm walls," he whispered, stroking your hair. 

You hiccuped, clenching hard around the toy when suckers rubbed right against the squishy part within your hole. Jisung wailed, head dropping forward from the tight squeeze, "I'm dying," he wheezed, setting an unrelenting tempo. You squealed into Chan's palm, your body quivering, overstimulated from the variations of pleasure. Your eyes rolled back as your body arched. Jisung quickened his thrusts tilting your pelvis forward until he was fucking you into a mating press, "Take it, take it, take fuck it," he babbled, pounding your cunt with the lewd sounds of smacking flesh.

Your orgasm snapped intensely as your body trembled from the shocks. Chan removed his palm, letting you cry out as another orgasm buzzed through your body. Jisung sobbed, cumming deep within your ribbed canal, "Fuck, fuck, hah," he panted, whimpering when your cunt fluttered around him subconsciously. Chan wrapped his arms around Jisung's torso, helping him ease his cock out from your hole, "Precious little dolls," he cooed, kissing Jisung's forehead.

Your mind felt light and cloudy, barely comprehending anything around you. Jisung whimpered at the sight of his cum pooling within your gaping pussy. You tried clenching but it barely closed all the way through. Chan stood next to Jisung, one arm holding him up while another pumped his cock. He groaned, marking Jisung's neck with bites while he stroked his cock with vigour. "Yes, yes, hah fuck," he grunted, cumming directly into your gaping hole. You mewled at the warmth, head spinning deep in subspace. 

Jisung hiccuped feeling his cock dribble more cum at the sight. Chan chuckled a pant, carrying Jisung to the bathroom, "Let's go my subby babies, Daddy's got ya," he said, setting Jisung in the tub. Your lips jutted into a pout, "Daddy," you hiccuped, making grabby hands towards him. Chan chuckled, nuzzling your hair as he picked you up, "Such a sweet little girl," he cooed, setting you next to Jisung. You burrowed into his shoulder with a dopey smile. Chan kissed the top of both your heads, "Precious little things," he said, coaxing you both through the high.

[aurorangen]

Vince had a debate straight after and ig that was why he couldn't focus during bowling.

[dwaekkithecheesecakesmh]

2PM TEXTS ONE-SHOT

Bestfriend! Y/N delievering Bestfriend! 2PM's stuff.

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

[chancheols]

Being a solo stan seems like such a miserable experience.

[hyunsvngs]

I’m an absolute sucker for the Stoner!Jisung agenda like ughhhgffc.

Imagine you’re both high as fuck and you guys start getting handsy with each other and it turns into the most filthiest, sloppiest sex ever ): I’m talking spit bring exchanged while kissing, his face buried deep in your cunt just eating you til HES satisfied (dont even get me started on pussydrunk Jisung) and then when you’re fucking you both just make the most nastiest sounds ever together like the squelching of your pussy being slowly and lazily fucked by him because he doesn’t want it to end anytime soon or he’ll say the most hottest shit ever like

“pussy was made just for me, yeah?”

“love fucking my favorite toy.”

“It’s so sloppy in here, did I make you like this gorgeous?”

hhhgg

I need it guys its an urgent need

-🪽

i propose: stoner!chansung threesome ! tw for sex under the influence

chan controlling the situation, jisung just straight up pussydrunk and babbling into your neck. “i’m so fucking stoned,” you giggle, moaning when jisung’s cock hits your gspot just right. “‘s so good, sungie.”

“love fucking you. this pussy’s so fucking sloppy,” jisung coos, but his voice is unstable. chan laughs, and then he’s kissing your forehead softly. his words are a perfect juxtaposition to his action.

“you need to cum in less than a minute or you’re taking another hit, ‘kay?” chan is chirpy, melodic, but the evil intent is there. “cum quickly around our boy’s cock and you can take a nap.”

[rye-views]

Hotel Del Luna. 호텔 델루나. 7.5/10

I would not recommend this drama to my friends. I would not rewatch this drama.

I love Manager No. Could use a father figure like him. I like the Hyun Joong Yoo Na love line. I love how outlandish some of Man Wol's outfits are at times. Wow IU looked great in that black dress when she invites Mi Ra to the hotel. I think Sanchez is a great guy. Sun Bi looking for the child while holding ice cream and calling out, "아가" is cute to me. I love the acting range in IU in the scene where she's like you could've pointed at any star and I wouldn't have corrected you. I love how much of a foodie Man Wol is. I enjoyed Kim Sunbi and Man Wol's last goodbye to each other. What a good last farewell look from Man Wol on the bridge.

Sign me up for the Hotel Del Luna after I die. You do not have to kiss someone to distract them. Can you imagine someone you know being a serial killer? What's it like to be in love with a ghost? What's it like to know that Yoo Na's lover is actually physically in love with the girl who killed her.

Seol Jiwon is a piece of trash. Can you imagine having a ghost like that live amongst us?

Having a Taeyeon song for an IU drama is so fitting. I know it's different, but the ending gives me the vibe of the ending in Moon Lovers. Omg. I really recognized Kim Soo Hyun before they even showed me his face. His outline was just him to me. Also, his cameos, just like in CLOY, always feels so random to me.

Omg Sulli. It's so sad to see someone sick of the full moon. I just met Veronica, but now I'm crying at her and Sanchez. Ms. Choi's death and the treatment of her daughter..I'm disgusted at everyone involved. I teared at Chansung's first cry at the bus stop. I'm almost crying but more than tearing at Chansung and Man Wol's last goodbye.

Lol at having a ghost speed dating. Lol the well deity coming in is like Spirited Away's kaonashi vibes.

Memorable Quotes: "난 좀 슬퍼졌어. 아까 보던 바다보다 지금 보는 바다가 더 예뻐져서." "아까 혼자 보던 것보다 같이 보는게 더 예쁘네."

[suuho]

hi kaz!! 💗 what is your favorite part of the gif making process? is there one thing you think you improved from when you started? and what is your favorite gifset/gfx (or both) that you've made? 💞

hi lia, my beloved!! how are you? i hope you've had a lovely sunday. thank you sm for your message! 🫶🏻 hm, let me think! at this point, the process alone of making gifs is so meditative to me. i love opening the file in photoshop, doing all the little bits and bobs, adding sharpening and coloring. i think my favorite thing, especially with big gifsets, is when everything comes together and when a coloring just works out exactly how i imagined it! my least favorite thing is vapoursynth dhfhdhhfdhdj. and i think my coloring has gotten better, as has my sharpening. also, i just know so much more than i did, like. ten years ago. i am really proud of myself for that and i try to keep learning new things!

hmmm, i cannot really narrow it down to one so here are some of my fave gifsets:

kibum birthday set; i am so proud of this one because i love the colors, composition and the font animation!

yoseob birthday set; i just love this one. close contender for fave of all time!

inner shadow/abyss; i am so so so proud of the blending and coloring of this set.

wooyoung aotm; i hated this when i made it but now i think it flows so nicely.

exo anniversary set; i planned this for a long time and then ended up having to make it while suffering from a very not nice case of covid. but it worked out exactly as i wanted it, so i am happy with it.

jjong birthday set; i just love it.

chansung birthday set; i have never done something like this before and it was so much fun!

junmyeon being junmyeon; hold up, i think this is my favorite set of all time. the perfect set for this blog. i love this man sm.

exo as text posts; self explanatory.

shinee in 2021; also self explanatory.

honorable mention: my 12:30 set because it was so hard to color, this gikwang set and my baekhyun: a study in fame set.

favorite gfxs is WAY easier, oh my god. i am so sorry how out of hand this has gotten.

12:30 gfx; i am so proud of this and i just think it looks soooo nice. it is probably my favorite right now.

daydream by highlight; i tried some new stuff here and i think it looks very sophisticated which is why i love it!

wolf from the exo'rdiumdot; i changed my style here and i love this bridge sm.

sehun's solo debut after midnight; the og album mockup. i conceptualized everything for this and i still think it's one of my coolest gfxs!

and that's it. sorry, it's so much. but thank you so much for your ask!!! 🫂💓🥹💝💗

feel free to come into my inbox to chat. ♡

[blu-joons]

When He Takes Your Child To The Studio ~ 2PM Reaction

Jun.K:

A frown formed on Minjun’s face as your son struggled to catch his breath once again after being chased around the studio by Nichkhun and Junho.

His hand rested on his head as he watched everything, “how am I supposed to explain all this energy to Y/N when we get home?”

“Just tell her that Y/S/N had the best time with his uncles,” Junho suggested, offering a wide smile across in Minjun’s direction as he chuckled.

“He won’t sleep tonight like this,” Minjun told them all.

Another chuckle came from Junho as your son jumped on him, “unfortunately whether Y/S/N sleeps tonight or not is not our problem, that’s your issue.”

“Just help me out,” Minjun pleaded with them all, “if you keep him this excited then he’ll be bouncing on the ceilings, and I’ll have Y/N on my back for it too.”

“Stop being so scared of Y/N,” Wooyoung couldn’t help but tease too, “she’s not as scary as you think sometimes.”

“Try messing with her sleep schedule,” Minjun warned them, “and that’s what you’re doing now.”

“That’s a you issue I’m afraid Min.”

Nichkhun:

The volume in the studio quickly got louder as Nichkhun walked in, holding your daughter’s hand tightly as her legs excitedly bounced as she looked around.

Straight away, Wooyoung knelt down and opened his arms out to her. “Well, isn’t this a nice surprise,” he smiled, waving at her.

“Surprise,” Nichkhun laughed as he let her hand go, watching as she immediately ran over to Wooyoung, throwing herself against his chest.

“Since when was Y/D/N coming today?” Minjun teased.

Nichkhun shrugged as the rest of the boys walked over to him, “since Y/N got called into a meeting this morning and her parents are on holiday.”

“Maybe we can include Y/D/N in the routine,” Junho smirked, nudging against Nichkhun’s side, “people are bound to love our stage if we use Y/D/N in the middle of it.”

“She’s not here to dance,” Nichkhun reminded them all, “she definitely takes after Y/N when it comes to dance anyway.”

“Oh no,” Taecyeon smirked, unable to hold back his laughter, “we’ve all seen Y/N dancing.”

“Exactly, it’s not what any of us need.”

Taecyeon:

You smiled sheepishly as you knocked on the door of the studio, catching Taecyeon’s eye straight away as your son went running across in his direction.

The rest of the boys chuckled as they read you like a book. “I don’t suppose you guys mind doing me a massive favour, do you?”

“You want us to look after Y/S/N?” Junho chuckled as Taecyeon picked your son up and sat him in his lap. “Do we look like babysitters to you by any chance?”

“I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t desperate,” you assured them.

Taecyeon’s head nodded back across at you, “you’re lucky that we’ve not really been doing much anyway, how long do you think you’ll be?”

“Not long,” you promised all six of them, “he’s fed and he’s got a drink in his bag so you guys don’t have to do a thing, just sit him down and let him watch you.”

“It’s not that easy,” Taecyeon roared with laughter in reply to you, “he’ll be up and running around in no time at all.”

“Sorry,” you whispered, “but just know that I really appreciate you guys doing this for me.”

“We’ll get you back for this Y/N!”

Wooyoung:

Several sniggers came from around the studio as your daughter went toppling to the ground, stumbling over her feet as she tried her best to copy Wooyoung.

He leant down and quickly helped her up, with Chansung on the other side. “What would Y/N say about you doing this?”

“Doing what?” Wooyoung innocently smiled back across at him, “Y/D/N is constantly asking me to teach her how to dance, what better place than the studio?”

“Does Y/D/N really ask you though?” Chansung teased.

Wooyoung’s head nodded confidently as he brushed your daughter down, “you just think I’m forcing Y/D/N to be a dancer like me, don’t you?”

“We all do,” Chansung admitted, looking around the studio. “I mean is Y/N really sick or was that just an excuse to bring Y/D/N along and teach her some more.”

“Y/N is ill…a little bit,” Wooyoung insisted, “but I guess maybe she could have looked after Y/D/N today, not me.”

“You can’t force your daughter into being a dancer,” Chansung chuckled across at him.

“Don’t let Y/N hear you say that.”

Junho:

A pout formed on Junho’s face as he heard the giggle of your son yet again, with Nichkhun pulling a funny face to try and tickle your son’s funny bones.

As he watched, Junho’s expression caught Minjun’s attention. “Are you not coming over?” Minjun shouted over to him.

“You guys don’t need me,” Junho whispered, “you seem like you’re doing a good enough job of keeping him entertained without me needing to be there.”

“You’re not jealous are you, Jun?” Minjun asked him.

Junho’s head shook back across at him, “why would I be jealous of you guys? You’re making my life easier by taking care of Y/S/N instead of me needing to.”

“Are you sure?” Minjun pushed, sensing from how hurried Junho’s response was that he wasn’t quite as fine as he was trying to convince the boys he was.

“You guys carry on,” Junho insisted, biting down on his bottom lip to try his best to control the expression on his face.

“Feel free to join us,” Minjun smiled, “you know deep down Y/S/N likes his daddy the best.”

“He’s fond of his uncles too.”

Chansung:

You raised a questionable glance at Chansung as soon as you walked into the studio, watching as your daughter  rolled around on the floor, kicking and screaming.

An apologetic smile formed on his face as he looked across at you. “I thought you said that you’d take care of Y/D/N.”

“I am taking care of Y/D/N,” he quickly replied to you in protest, “I just forgot to mention that I’d require the help of five other people to take care of Y/N too.”

“She’s in good hands,” Taecyeon called out across to you.

Your head shook as your daughter’s loud giggles could be heard once again. “You know she has a dad to wind her up without needing a fun uncle too.”

“At least she’ll sleep tonight,” Chansung reasoned, nudging his hip against yours. “You needed someone to take care of her, and look at that smile on her face.”

“I guess she does enjoy hanging out with you,” you murmured, catching Chansung’s smug smile out of the corner of your eye.

“See,” he chuckled, “and all of the boys have loved having her here too Y/N.”

“They look more tired than you do.”

---

Masterlist

[k-p-p-d]

Movie

A/N: I wrote this months ago, before I was utterly BETRAYED by Chansung. I didn't want to post it but I'm tired of looking at his stupid traitorous face in the drafts. 😩

You stood there on the train platform, body frozen in shock.  Your mind focusing purely on processing the words he just said to you.  Your cheek still tingled from the slight stubble on his chin as he held you close, while you swore to come visit him again soon if his schedule allowed.  Foolishly you thought he was holding on so tight because he didn’t want you to go.

“Wait, what did you say?”

Chansung hung his head and took a deep breath, it was hard to say it the first time and to repeat it to you might make him break.  “I said we can’t be together anymore.  I’m debuting and I can’t—”

You laughed softly to yourself as he began his rehearsed weak explanation again.  You didn’t expect much, you were both young and had your lives ahead of you.  You were kids, but you weren’t expecting this.  To be broken up with after spending a weekend together before you left for the States with your mom for summer break, was this real life?  “I feel like I’m in a movie,” you said bitterly to yourself but you should have known it was coming.  You nodded your head and put on your best smile before taking his hand in yours.  “I’m so proud and happy for you Chansung, really.  You will be a superstar in no time.”

The chime signalling the final warning for the train sounded and you tried to keep up the facade of happiness.  “You go ahead and head back, I’m going to grab some snacks before I board.”  You squeezed his hand once more before picking up your duffle bag.

“I’m going to miss you,” he said softly.

You could see the shining of a tear in his eye as you reached up to tuck a stray strand of his hair behind his ear.  “Here’s looking at you, kid.”  You smiled softly before telling him to go one last time.

My cheek brushes against his Smooth on stubble for a moment And then it's gone He walks along the platforms into the dream Every fiber in me wants to shout and scream: Stop To run across to him, take him into my arms To tell him: I love you! You silly, silly man, I love you But instead I stand still, heart cracking These little curls on the back of his head bouncing As he steps out of my life, forever

Chansung was tired, that was an understatement.  Since he started life back as an idol it seemed like he was always on the go.  Filming here, meeting there, quick gym session before meeting with bandmates followed by another meeting.  Today luckily was one of those days where he had time to himself, a blessed lazy day that he hadn’t had since he finished his enlistment.  He got up at 5:30 like he usually did, even though he was done with the military some habits stuck.  He made himself a steaming cup of tea as he sat in his living room watching the world wake up through the floor to ceiling windows.  He liked early mornings, when the world was still quiet and peaceful.

Going about his day he felt he was pretty productive for a day off.  He got in a cardio workout, nothing too intense but ensuring he got his heartrate up, sent off some emails and straightened up.  It was when he was relaxing on the couch looking at pictures of his friends' families, nieces and nephews smiling gummy smiles.  He had a wistful smile, happy for them but slightly envious as he saw more and more idols, older and younger, happily in relationships or married.  He had regret, he pushed you away.  Listening to his hyungs and managers.  So he turned on the television and what he saw tightened his chest.

Casablanca was on.

He couldn’t stop himself from reminiscing on the last time he was with you.  He had been so happy, you two burning with the fiery passion of two teens in love.  He remembers the first time you two had met, a chance encounter.  He was out with friends, as were you, he was cocky then.  He won’t deny it, a teen who had already been on two shows—including one that went on to win awards—and he had passed an audition at JYPE.  He was destined for greatness and knew it.  It was probably why you putting him and his friends in their place was so refreshing.  He couldn’t remember who had caused it or what had transpired but when you heard his friends comment to yours, the passion you protected them with was amazing.

“Ya” his friend had yelled at you, “don’t you know who he is?”  The boy had said while pointing at Chansung who just smirked.

You smiled so sweetly, your eyes getting big before you deadpanned, “No” and walked away.  Chansung was shocked and couldn’t believe it.  You had on the same uniform as him but you didn’t know nor care who he was.  He can’t understand why he was that surprised thinking back now, you were obviously a foreigner.  Why would you know who he was but he wanted to know more about you and he found you.

You gave him the same reaction, unimpressed.

He hounded you for weeks until you finally agreed to a date and that was all it took.  You wanted to go see Casablanca, a favorite of yours and he would have done anything you wanted.  Then he made the biggest mistake of his life, he let you go.

He wrote to you, everyday.  You never wrote back, did you ever get them?  He watched Rick and Ilsa on the screen, how his love rejected festered into hate and pain not knowing she loved him just as much if not more as the day she left him.

Do you remember me?  Chansung finds himself wondering that often.  Did you know how much he hoped for one of those dramatic scenes from the movies, you running to him in the rain as he kissed you and told you how much it hurt not being with you and the love he held for you still.  He never knew what happened after you both graduated, he became 2PM’s Chansung and was juggling promotions, variety shows and college.  Were you still in Korea or had you gone back home now that you were old enough to leave from under your father’s wing.  You never liked the constant moving of military life, maybe you finally found somewhere to set down roots.  He’d be foolish to think you were single, you had none of the hindrances that he did.  But he hoped against hope you would come back to him, like Ilsa did Rick.

He picked his phone back up as the movie came towards the end.  He searched through his contacts, looking for your name.  Your number probably changed, it had been years but he always programmed your information into his phone.  Letters came back unopened, your father and subsequently you had moved.  He couldn’t track down your friends and ask after you, that would be inviting articles and anonymous posts about his life.

Sighing deeply, Chansung opened your contact, selecting a new message.

Is your number the same as before? Remember me, let’s set the scene. You and me, what could’ve been. Still swimming in a lover’s dream. Still playing on the movie screens.

Chansung deleted all the words he wanted to say and just left a message saying.

We’ll always have Paris...

~ Winter

[dwaekkithecheesecakesmh]

2PM TEXTS ONE-SHOT

Boyfriend! 2PM reacting to Y/N getting into a minor accident.

Jun K.

Nichkhun

Taecyeon

Wooyoung

Junho

Chansung

[minminyoonjii]

Stray Loven Haven Day 1 : [Bang Chan/Han Jisung]

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/42120486

💗Series Masterlist

🌹CW:

Boypussy|Masturbation|Breath Play|Genital Swap|Praise Kink|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.1K

Jisung whined, grinding his clit on his palm "Fuck," he gasped. Breathless moans spilt, fogging his glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose. Jisung sighed, spreading his sopping folds. Drool coated his lips, glossing over them. "So good," he moaned, dipping his index finger into his dripping hole. Jisung whimpered, curling his finger against his walls. Pleasure coated his mind and he was just getting started. Jisung groaned, slipping another finger, and scissoring his leaking hole.

"My god," he giggled, thighs quivering as he pressed the pads of his fingers around his g-spot. Jisung's blouse riled up, showing his skinny waist as his fingers thrust into his hole. Sinful squelching sounds filled the room. Jisung rolled his hips, rubbing his clit with his fingers buried deep "I'm go-gonna cum," he stuttered, shutting his eyes shut. His hand flexed, pressing his fingers against his cervix. Jisung whimpered, crying out as he cum. Creamy cum coated his fingers.

Jisung continued to rub his clit, drawing another orgasm from his ruined pussy. He sniffled, tearing up from the overstimulation. Jisung choked up a sob, tears dripping down his flustered cheek. "A-ah," he keened, squirting all over his sheets. His body twitched and trembled from the sheer force of his orgasm. Jisung sighed, burying his face into his pillow. He giggled, drunk off his high, hissing when he removed his fingers from his gushing pussy.

Jisung held his pillow, catching his breath. There was a sudden knock on the door "Sungie?" Felix called out, peeking his head inside. Jisung whined, gesturing Felix over. Felix laughed, wrapping his arms around Jisung's waist "Why didn't you invite me, I could've eaten you out," he whined, burying his face into Jisung's neck. Jisung rolled his eyes, turning around to nuzzle against Felix's chest "Just wanted a little me time," he mumbled, closing his eyes.

Felix ran his fingers through Jisung's hair "Sungie, what would you do if you suddenly had a cock?" he whispered, wrapping his leg around Jisung's hip. Jisung snorted "Call Channie hyung for help of course," he said, looking up at Felix. Felix laughed, "That's true but what about after that?" he pried, staring down at Jisung. Jisung furrowed his eyebrows "Well if I think about it. Probably attempt to jerk off," he muttered, tracing Felix's abs.

Felix nodded "Fair enough," he said, kissing Jisung's forehead. Jisung scoffed, smiling at Felix "What? It's not like it's to happen right?" he said questioningly. Felix shrugged, smirking "Perhaps," he said, vaguely. Jisung sighed at his twin's reaction "Whatever, just shut up and cuddle me," he grumbled. Felix laughed, nodding "Okay, sweet dreams," he whispered, holding Jisung close.

Jisung woke up, tucked under his weighted blanket "Felix?" he called out, sitting up. He called out once more but there wasn't a single sound. Jisung shifted under his blanket, flinching when he felt something between his thighs "What the fuck was that?" he whispered, pulling off the blanket. His eyes widen, staring at the flaccid muscle laying between his thighs. "Is this a dream, it must be," he whispered, running his fingers through his hair.

Jisung panicked, looking for his phone frantically. His hand shook, dialling a number into the keypad "Channie hyung," he whimpered, tears dripping down his cheeks. Chan panicked over the phone, hearing Jisung's vulnerable voice "What's wrong pup, are you hurt?" he asked, expecting the worst. Jisung sniffled, "Hyung please come to my room," he whispered, wrapping his blanket over himself once more.

Chan knocked on Jisung's door "Can I come in pup?" he asked, waiting for Jisung's response. Jisung exhaled shakily "Yes hyung," he said, watching as Chan pushed his door open. Chan cooed, pulling Jisung onto his lap after closing the door behind him "Why are you crying puppy?" he asked, wiping Jisung's tears away. Jisung whined, looking up at Chan with terrified eyes. Chan ran his fingers through Jisung's hair "I can't help you if you don't tell me pup," he said, holding Jisung's chin.

Jisung pouted, "I have a dick," he whispered, avoiding Chan's gaze. "Look at me and repeat that pup," Chan said, staring into Jisung's eyes. Jisung bit his tongue, sighing "I have a dick," he repeated, louder this time. Chan tilted his head "Was Pixie with you earlier?" he asked, trying to connect the dots. Jisung nodded, "Yea, why?" he asked, staring up at Chan. Chan sighed "Because he just sent me this," he said, showing Jisung a text.

"Have fun xoxo," Jisung mumbled. "What were you two talking about?" Chan asked, rubbing Jisung's back. Jisung's face flushed "Lixie asked what would I do if I suddenly had a cock," he whispered, hoping that Chan didn't catch what he said. Chan did, "Oh and what would you do?" he asked, wrapping his arms around Jisung's waist. Jisung gulped, feeling Chan's biceps wrap around him "I said that I would go to you first then probably jerk off," he said, feeling his cheeks burn from embarrassment.

Chan smirked, "You're so cute, pup," he said, kissing Jisung's cheek. Jisung whimpered, jolting against Chan's chest "Hyung it twitched," he whispered, rubbing his thighs together. Chan chuckled, pulling the blanket off Jisung's bare body "Let hyung help, pup. Only if you want to, of course," he said, tracing Jisung's collarbones. Jisung shuddered, spreading his legs, and pressing his back into Chan's chest.

Chan ran his fingers up Jisung's supple thighs. He cooed, "Your cock looks cute, puppy," he praised, holding Jisung's cock in his hand. Chan easily wrapped his whole palm around Jisung's length. Jisung flinched, thighs clenching from the sudden sensation "Hyung," he whimpered, burying his face into the crook of Chan's neck. Chan tapped his free hand against Jisung's throat "May I?" he whispered, choking Jisung with care.

Jisung nodded, pressing Chan's hand close to his throat "Pl-please," he begged, panting with each breath. Chan nipped down Jisung's neck, pressing his thumb into Jisung's slit while his other hand stayed firm on Jisung's neck. Jisung quivered, eyes rolling back as drool pooled steadily in his mouth. Chan spread the precum dripping down Jisung's length, using it as lube, jerking him off constantly.

Jisung's cock swells up perfectly in Chan's grip "So pretty, pup. Cum when you need to," he whispered, twisting his hand, and wrapping his fist around Jisung's red throbbing gland. Jisung cried, hips bucking into Chan's fist "There you go, puppy. Doing so good for hyung," Chan whispered sweet praises into Jisung's ear. Jisung whined and whimpered, thrusting his hips "Clo-close," he keened, getting sloppily. Chan hummed, stroking Jisung's cock with his thrusts "Cum for hyung, pup," he said.

Jisung screamed, arching his back into Chan's torso. Cum squirted out his slit, coating his chest and hips white. Jisung licked his lips, feeling some hit his mouth. He grimaced, keeping the cum in his mouth. Chan chuckled, kissing Jisung deeply. Jisung moaned into the kiss, feeling Chan's tongue remove the cum he licked. Chan pulled away, smirking "Sweet," he teased, laughing at Jisung's disgusted expression.

Chan lifted Jisung princess style "We can settle this problem after a shower, " he said, kissing Jisung's forehead. Jisung yawned, tucking his face on Chan's shoulder "Okay," he whispered.

[guroomhyunchin]

2PM comeback stage

🎶 Make It

[rose-likesto-write]

2PM Reaction:

Werewolf meeting their mates....

A/N:- Here is the awaited second part of this reaction... So, sorry for the delay. I hope you will all like it!! Gifs aren't mine.. enjoy!

Part 2

Wooyoung- Zeta

OH?! How could I forget that Wooyoung too is a part of the 'i have too much work to find a mate' category along with Taecyeon and Jun...

Wooyoung is the Zeta wolf or war general. The Zeta wolves are entrusted to plan out the war strategies and trainning of the pack with Delta wolves and the omegas who join in. Along with that they always keep a guard at the territories along with Alpha and because of the continuous training and warfare practices, they are quiet aggressive after the Alpha in nature.

So, all the wolves in lower ranks try best to not get on their aggressive side.. This might have also raised a question that if they are aggressive, then what about their mates? Nope, they aren't agressive but like wrapped around the pinky finger of their mates as much as they wanna deny this but they are too soft.

Wooyoung met his mate at the University where he was a TA and student studying ancient military warfare (See his dedication as a war general) while she was a clinical psychology student. So, how did you two meet or should I say he found you out? Let's just say that both of your proffessors played the roles of cupid.

Since, psychology also talks and discusses about various practices people did in ancient times when people had little to no knowledge about psychological disorders especially when it came to general folks or when how to confront soldiers who witnessed mass killings or massacre and Military warfare spoke of various strategies, techniques and some recounts of emotional experiences the proffessors thought this would be a great idea to do a research project on it and guess what, you two were paired together.

Things were okay between both you as you didn't like to talk that much unless you are close with people while him didn't speak at all except for what all parts to do and how,ie, related to work. So, yeah you didn't give much a thought because you have known and seen people with similar personality of his and more reserved ones.. but this changed one day...

After, the project got over, both of you parted ways and thanked the other and whenever saw each other would just acknowledge presence or maybe ask about the day but one day what happened was that you really didn't had a good day and when you saw him looking at you, you just ran away to field.

Wooyoung rushed to your side even though he didn't knew but he felt that he needed to be next to you because the field wasn't particularly safe when it's about evening time. He saw your small crouched figure while you gently sobbed breaking his heart.

Wooyoung:- Y-Y/N? Y-you okay?

Y/N:- Nah, it's okay. J-just th-thin-things d-didn't go m-my way... Yo-

(He hugged your crouched figure and pressed your head against his chest)

Wooyoung:- It's okay to let out you know.. I know that you don't like to show your emotions especially your vulnerable side to others. It's okay, you are safe with me.

(He doesn't know from where did this come from or what will happen now but you didn't care at the moment, for the first time you saw someone to just let you be you in your emotions which made you hug him more tightly.. )

Y/N:- Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me..

Wooyoung:- It's okay love. I am here for you now and always...

This led to far from the old aye mates to something new relationship...

Junho- Delta

Delta wolves are third in command with Alpha, Beta and Zeta wolves. Their main work is to maintain the pack and train up the pack members when Zeta and Alpha aren't there.

Delta are also made to keep in touch with other alliances and notice the strange activities of the rival packs or creatures. They too like Epsilons are calm and care free personality type wolves but don't think they are weak, they are pretty dangerous especially when they are too calm to give a reaction.

Junho met his mate 'accidentally' when he was travelling to other city for a meet of the company and wolf alliance as well. During this he stopped at a nearby book store cafe where not books are available for borrowing or purchasing but snacks and beverages are too served. He was looking for a book when he heard a soft voice.

Y/N:- Excuse me sir, do you need some help ?

(both you and him were mesmerised by each other's presence and lost in a small staring contest before you composed yourself again)

Y/N:- Sir?

Junho:- I am sorry. It's just that I haven't seen a pretty girl before and yeah I needed some help, can you let me know where is the mythological and fantansy section? (smooth asf)

(if you wouldn't be red at first but now you are a tomato)

Y/N:- Right this way sir...

(after a couple of mins, he went to the counter to see you there)

Y/N:- Thank you for purchasing. I hope you have a great day and will visit us soon.

Junho:- Ofcourse hon.. I will

(he kept that promise)

Chansung- Eta

Eta wolves are the ones who are doctors of the pack and they have the we know it all experience, knowledge and various not so seen and heard tools as well. Sometimes, it feels as if the Etas aren't wolves but some magical creatures because of their knowledge, strong sense of smell and sharp fine motor skills.

Chansung was the youngest one among the rest of his members in pack but highly knowledgeable as if he is doing this for ages that could be remembered and in human form too he was a doctor.

Being in the youngest in pack, he didn't give much a thought about mates though he had heard about how much others were after Taecyeon and Jun to start searching for their mates and sometimes he used to think how and when will he meet, what scenario etc.

But nothing could be compared when he met his mate in his hospital at the department where he never went at first, soon after the visits turned more often.

His mate worked in the Paediatrics as an assistant to the doctor and was incharge of the daycare facility available.

Her laugh and smile had caught his attention because of which he used to come and see her from afar as he was shy and heart was accelerating.

One day, while he went to the department, he didn't saw her and rather someone else was in position of yours making him really sad and upset. He was about to return when a voice stopped him, making his heart go frantic and eyes widened.

Y/N:- Mr Hwang ?

Chansung:- Yes miss...

Y/N:- Sir, I am Y/N Y/L/N, assistant of Dr Kim and these are the reports which Mr Kim had asked me to give if you or anyone comes from the Neurology department.

Chansung:- Me? O...oh, yeah, sorry. Actually, I had some work and kinda forgot about it. Thank you so much though.

Y/N:- Not a problem sir, I will be get going now. Have a good day.

(with that you let him hang in there, trying to process your words, your smile and your perfume before an idiotic smile comes over his face)

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Anticipation (2PM Chansung Scenario)

Admin: Nari

POV: Second (male x female)

Genre: Fluff

A/N: This is more of based in the future (a few years, not several).

Sorrow || Surprise || 

Your heart was on the verge of exploding. He was coming home today after two years, even though it felt much longer. You had only seen him enough times to count on one hand ever since his enlistment and it was only for thirty minutes.

You were so nervous that your hands trembled and you felt cold no matter how high you turned up the heater. The jingling of keys came from the other side of the front door and your heart jumped. The time was an hour later than the estimate you had been given for his arrival, but you brushed it off that he was probably hanging out with some friends and having a beer or two.

The door swung open to reveal his handsome, tired face that remained bright looking. His face lit up with a smile and he left his luggage at the door to catch you in his arms. You hadn’t realized it, but you had ran to him and your chest collided with his in a tight embrace. He set you down firmly on the floor and held your face in his hands, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks and his eyes studying your face, as if to make sure you were real.

“Oh, I missed you so much, baby girl,” he whispered and passionately kissed you. His lips felt and tasted the same, and you eagerly returned the much wanted kiss. “You haven’t changed one bit. You’re still as gorgeous as an angel.”

“And you’re still devilishly handsome.” You pecked his lips and walked over to his luggage. “Let’s get you settled in.” You each grabbed a bag and started unpacking, placing everything into its designated drawer. “How was your time in the military?”

“Eh, it was fine. Made some new friends. Had a few guys ask me if they can get an autograph for their daughter. I can’t really complain, even though there were a few guys that teased me about being an idol. Why is it as hot as Hades in here?”

“Oops... My anxiousness made me feel a little cold.” You chuckled and went over to the thermostat, turning it down to a cooler temperature.

You sat up in bed, excitedly waiting for Chansung to come out of the bathroom and join you in bed. After a few minutes, he came out wearing boxers and a black t-shirt, and his hair still wet from taking a shower. He looked so breathtakingly handsome and his presence made you officially feel at home. Ever since his enlistment, nothing felt quite right.

He chuckled and ran his fingers through his wet locks. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

You shyly giggled and looked away, staring down at your hands. “Sorry, I guess I’m just happy you’re home.”

He crawled beneath the covers with you and pulled you to him so that you looked at him. “I’m happy to be home.” He kissed you and reached over to turn off the lamp. In the dark, both of you got comfortable and snuggled, needing to be near each other. Now that he was with you again, his scent filled your lungs and quickly relaxed you, soon drifting off to sleep.

[sandiegokpop]

My goodness look how cute they are the way they lower themselves.