#cheater!yunho

[multiwreckedmess]

[9:42pm] Prologueish

i'm so sorry cheater!yunho this is all i can write right now

a prologue of sorts. OHHHH they're so fucked UUUUUP

WC: 1.4k

because it's a prologue you probably DON'T need to read the previous entries, I'll link everything at the end though do not worry.

Standard disclaimer, this is meant for 18+ and my blog is 18+ please do not interact if you are not 18+ because I AM OLD. You don't WANT to interact with me just as much as I don't want to interact with YOU. This content is not intended for YEW.

This fanfic is, as the genre defines it, FICTIONAL. It is in no way a representation of Yunho or any Ateez member.

TW/CW: Fem!reader. Voyeurism. More details below the cut.

TW/CW: cnc voyeurism? Idk how to tag it but shit's fucked up. PIV sex, protected sex (ayyyy change of pace), yn is called babe and princess, backshots. Use of terms "bad girl" and "naughty girl".

There's too many people and you can feel a slow sickening trickle of sweat slip down your spine. Curse this cheap Shein sweater made of essentially recycled plastic that suffocates you along with the eyes of the crowd.

Realistically it's a medium sized mixed party but really mixed party is enough to start the waterworks for you. It's not so big that it would break the imagined firecode of the house you're in. Yet the combination of fabric and pressure starts to strangle you slowly.

Of course Yunho is here. He's always here. Thats what you get for fucking within the friend group. Mistake number one, or maybe number two after allowing yourself to stay friends with him after your break up. Not that there was a choice, shunning him would be social suicide. The mear suggestion of casting yourself as the ice queen, cutting out a staple member of the gang. Worse, allowing yourself to be pitied. The poor girl who couldn't keep her man's eyes from wandering, and what good were you if you couldn't keep someone as good as him.

He's here chatting up some girl, as usual at this mixed affairs. He's smart, you see, he fucks people never to be heard from again. Randoms at bars or parties or friends of friends that don't care to know the history. Girls who just want to fuck a guy not lying about his height for once.

Hanging on your newly minted boyfriends bicep you find yourself smiling and nodding along with a conversation that you've long forgotten the point of. Surely it can't have moved too far away from some simple small talk. Sports or entertainment, something uncontroversial and benign. Your boyfriend laughs, you laugh. You follow his moves and before long you'll be home and asleep safe in your bed.

You can feel Yunho's eyes even as he's leaning casually against the wall. That bitch touching his chest. No, she's not a bitch and he isn't yours. Really she's doing you a favor. He's moved on and so have you. Clearly you've moved on, you have your new beau and he's here with you and clearly you're in love because you're laughing so much with him. Your smile brightens at the thought.

"Right babe?" your boyfriend turns his head towards you, nodding. "Whatever you said, hon," you smile and lay your hand on his chest. Eyes darting you make sure that Yunho is still watching this pageantry. With a wink you kiss your boyfriend's cheek for good measure. "She's too good! Too funny!" The other person laughs, seemingly satisfied with this answer.

When you look back, Yunho is gone. Disappointing waste of an excellent performance. The girl is gone too. Good, good riddance. It was only right that both of you had moved on to dating outside the friend group. Who didn't like to expand their horizons and it certainly made breakups less awkward. It wasn't like you were avoiding him, you just needed to make sure your boyfriend didn't feel abandoned.

As if on cue your boyfriend squeezes your arm, leaning over to whisper to you. "Hey, if you need a break I can hold my own just fine."

"Yeah I think I'll just grab some air, it's a little warm right?"

He leans over, his lips aiming for yours but you lower your gaze and they hit your forehead.

"You know how I feel about PDA," you whisper.

He squeezes your ass with a smile, "I know but can you blame a guy for trying? You look beautiful."

The sliding glass door is already unlocked, the early autumn night air hits your face like a drink of ice water. Some distance from the party would be good. It's good that your boyfriend noticed. It's good that he cared. It's good that he wanted to kiss you. Everything is good even though Yunho was there talking with, well, who he was talking with didn't matter. It doesn't matter because you're doing so well.

There's a light on in a second floor bedroom.

The light shouldn't be on.

The second floor was also technically a break from the party. Someone should make sure that nothing was being stolen. But you're the only one in the yard, you're the only one who would know. The bathroom was also upstairs, you could use a quick bathroom break. Really you were just being a good samaritan it wasn't that out of the way, not being nosy at all.

You keep repeating that thought as you go up the stairs. Fingers gripped to the bannister as if you were in your own personal horror movie. Isn't this how most heroine's die? The din of the party masks the sound of your feet and the groan of the floorboards. The bathroom at the end of the hallway is wide open, warm lights lovingly winking at you. The bedroom door is partially cracked open, you'll just take a quick look.

But why is your heart beating so quickly? Really you aren't doing anything wrong. And if the light was just left on, you can quickly turn it off, save the host some on the electricity bills.

You look through the crack in the door.

It takes a second for your brain to process what your eyes are seeing. At first it's just a strange dark moving mass on the bed. As you stare you start to make out two bodies, moving together. Two people, fucking. One curled over the top of the other, hips landing hard blows while the other is face down in the duvet, gripping for dear life. And then the person on top looks up and makes eye contact with you through the crack.

Yunho.

Standing frozen, trapped, watching as he leans down and bites the shell of the woman's ear, eyes still locked with yours. Her entire body reacts, twisting in pleasure below him. It's wrong to keep watching. Your cunt throbs. The woman doesn't know you're watching, it's wrong to keep watching. But you aren't watching her, you aren't registering her, you're locked on him.

"You like that?" He purrs. It's clear that it's as much for your benefit as it is for the woman below him. He unfurls from on top of her, steadying himself with his hands on her hips. "God I love watching you," his lips twist into a sickening smile, "bad girl."

Legs bolted to the floor your can feel your core slicking. Yunho adds a particularly loud groan just for you. You know it's for you. He pushes his bangs from his sweat slicked forehead, pausing to let his cock sink deeper into the woman below him. She tries to scramble to her hands, into a more dignified position, maybe even to crane back into his chest to steal a kiss.

Yunho places one of his massive hands between her shoulderblades and shoves the weakened woman into the duvet again. Pushing her head into the sheets and snapping his hips into her for good measure. You hear her squeal, it's clear she's loving it.

"Gunna cum? Gunna cum for me?" He smiles as he looks at you, still stuck.

Your fingers twitch. The growing pit of shame and arousal itches in your veins.

He looks glorious, sweaty and panting. Mouth dropped and eyes rolling as he tries to focus on you. "Take it. Fucking, just like that, fucking take it."

Pulling out you watch him continue to pump his length, peeling the condom off and tossing it casually to the side. Fully engorged, prominent vein running up the top, still as delicious looking as you remember. He sighs as he cums, spurts of release spraying over the woman's upturned ass. "Fucking love that don't you, naughty girl?"

The spell breaks and you scuttle to the bathroom. A layer of slick coating the gusset of your panties. Your pussy puffy and sensitive as you try to clean yourself. Washing your hands you can't look at yourself in the bathroom mirror. For once you don't care how you look.

Yunho is leaning against the wall as you exit. A smirk crosses his face. All it takes is a stretch of his long arms to bar your path. "Nice to see you." "Likewise." He brushes a few stray hairs on your head into place. "I think we'll be seeing much more of each other." "Yunho," you voice warns, unable to look up at him. "Let me go." He quietly steps to the side, motioning you forward. "After you, princess."

cheater!yunhoverse: [9:42PM] / kinktober / [12:39AM] / [10:45PM] / {1:06AM] if you liked this and wanna see this just get worse and worse....yeah there is the order.

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That is my man, Mingi I am so sorry but Yuyu stole me

[blniight]

alright, been thinking alot and one thought crossed my mind. a yunho one shot. this came at work idk how, don't ask i'm sick in the head.

you're married (not to yunho) BUT you've had a rough marriage with your husband lately & one night you decided to go out with your friends. you got drunk, had too many shots of tequila. dancing alone at the dance floor blah blah.

you met yunho that night, he approached slowly and you started talking.

ever since that night, you and yunho have been texting back and forth. you never told him abt your marriage, you don't even wear the ring.

SURPRISE ME OMFG

𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | jeong yunho .ᐟ

☆ ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

☆ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢ ʏᴜɴʜᴏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

꩜ synopsis .ᐟ — picture perfect marriage downfall caused by the undeniably hot golden man

꩜ content .ᐟ — mature content | non-idol!yunho | cheater!reader | husband!hongjoong | lots of overthinking | bad decisions ( or were they? ) |

꩜ warnings .ᐟ — smut, MDNI 18+ | drunk sex | slight dirty talking | affair | unprotected sex ( pls do not yall ! ) | very long ( sorry )

꩜ author’s note .ᐟ — i’ve been pretty unactive here and it’s supposed to be my beginning on tumblr so i’m truly sorry for that, but anyway here i am almost two months later and i’m back to the requests. i hope you enjoy the story ahead and that it suits your wish!

꩜ the characters and events in the story are all fictional except for the k-idols taken to fill in the imaginary role of a main character. nothing in my works is an attempt for sexualization nor it’s a hate towards anyone. please keep in mind everything is fiction and the way idols act is not presenting their actual picture nor i want to ruin their image to the society. if you’re staying up for reading. i hope you enjoy. don’t forget to like, reblog and leave a comment. it means a lot. thank you. .ᐟ

Marrying a wealthy man, with his future clearly painted out across the golden canvas. The one who graduated from an elite college and who’s name people in the city say with the brightest smile was definitely a plan your parents had for you.

And weren’t you just the luckiest girl in the world for finding that perfect love in the third year of college, a love many of your friends could only dream of having, saying that soulmates only exist because you and he are together.

Kim Hongjoong was exactly that man — the one who fits next to you.

Blinded by the young heat of love, not caring how many more tomorrows were ahead, being the couple the whole campus was gossiping about.

Hongjoong was every girl’s dream — a full green forest, they’d say. Women were naturally attracted to him by his good and neat-boy character.

A little bit nerdy, head always in the book but his little breaks during lessions were all about you.

You didn’t think you’d get this happy with choosing a man like Hongjoong, considering your previous choice in the opposite sex.

Soon after graduating, both of you got promised to a life together in front of the altar, reciting the vows and saying “I do.”

Ever since then, it was all like a fairytale. Days and nights spent with the man of your dreams.

Five years into the marriage passed in the blink of an eye, but just as everything seemed to be milk and honey to the freshly married — it turned out the milk was closer to expiring.

You had always admired Hongjoong’s passion for work and improvement in all stages life brought him but it’s just wasn’t healthy.

He was a workacholic. The insane kind of one.

Obsessed with the every single detail that happened in his company. He was always the first one to accept the call, grab his coat and rush out of the house without a second glance at you.

The sheets of your shared bedroom often cold, the mornings and nights turned into an endless routine of waking up and falling asleep alone.

You were quite understanding of his actions, as being your own boss is truly a lot of work for the man who somehow manages it all alone. But it seemed like work was the only thing on his mind, even when catching a dinner with you on a quiet Sunday when he could spare those 20 minutes away from the office.

For some time now you had been offering Hongjoong help and get a job in the company as well, but he would quickly dismiss you, saying how he got it all handled and that you should take care of yourself and rest.

Of course, as frustrating as it sounded, you were grateful. Hongjoong’s money was keeping you food on the table and whatever you wanted it was delivered to you in a seconds. He tried his best to redeem himself and soon enough your closet was full of many dresses, necklaces and shoes he used to buy whenever he would stay late at work.

It was always delivered to you by the postman and at the beginning, this gesture of his made you happy, showing that he still cared about you and that he was just busy. But now the feeling was worn off, just like every piece of clothing he got you by now.

You realized that you craved attention, love and your husband’s touch and it’s something you weren’t getting at all from Hongjoong.

Your friends would often tease you, saying how Hongjoong must be a perfect husband during the day and that he probably satisfied all your needs during the night.

Hongjoong was, in fact, good in bed, from what you experienced with him by now. People would think that being married for five years means you two couldn’t keep your hands away from each other but it was quite the opposite. You can’t remember the last time you had sex with Hongjoong. Was it last month? Or last year?

Your body was feeling the pressure of being sexually frustrated, especially during ovulation and Hongjoong was usually never in sight.

It’s embarrassing to remember how many times you needed to pleasure yourself just to be able to sleep at night alone in the bed. It was without any thoughts, not even about your husband, just a quick chance of getting some relief even if it was never enough.

Of course seducing him at some point was in your thoughts but it always led to the words of “I’m busy now Y/N” or “I’m tired”.

Today was also a day in this routine of marriage with Hongjoong. He wasn’t home and yet another night alone was ahead of you, until your friend group decided it would be awesome to get together and grab some drinks outside.

And this was exactly what you needed — to get out of this house and have a little bit of fun without the emptiness of the room hugging you.

Getting dressed, you picked the last dress Hongjoong had bought for you. It was the short black one, that reached your mid-thigh, with tiny sparkles all around it.

A slight touch of a smokey eye make-up with a little bit of redness on your lips that made you look elegant. Your hair reached just above your breasts and for this occasion you had it up in a nicely shaped bun with a few strands falling messily yet gracefully on your face.

By the time you got ready, your friend group arrived outside your door. Grabbing the small leather purse with your phone, you escaped the boredom behind you into the black BMW your closest friend, Haerin, owned.

“ So where are we going? “ — you questioned, putting on your seatbealt.

“ To a club downtown. “ — the brunette from the backseat responded, making your head turn to look at her.

“ Why didn’t you tell me it was a club? Do I look too elegant for it now? “ — slight anxiety rose up on your spine.

“ Girl, are you for real now? I would absolutely bang you right here on this backseat if I were a lesbian. But I have to say you’re kinda making me rethink my sexuality now. “ — Eunchae, the blonde next to the brunette replied.

“ I’m telling this to Wooyoung. “ — Jiyong, the brunette replied, about to jokingly take out her phone and call Wooyoung — Eunchae’s boyfriend.

You admired them honestly. Wooyoung was the man Eunchae met while working at the cafe back in her college days. He kept on getting the same thing every morning and once when paying for the drink — he slipped in the note saying how beautiful she was and that he would like to get her number, which she gladly gave him.

Even though ending up in his bed on the night of their first date wasn’t how the relationships should go, it was just right with them, in their own way, both matching each other’s energies to the point of perfection.

Jiyong was the only one single in the friend group, with a mindset of a high school girl, still having one night stands and not looking for any serious relationship yet, following with “The night is still young, so am I.”

Haerin, in the driver’s seat, had been married once, then divorced from a man she couldn’t see the future with anymore.

Choi Jongho, was it? You couldn’t really remember, but you do remember her saying that they stayed in touch since they both had financial sharings together.

And yet, somehow, you felt that you were the only one in the group with the worst case of a marriage there is.

Haerin parked the car not far away from the club and you all reached the front door in a few steps.

“ Oh, you weren’t joking this is literally a club. “

“ Should’ve gone to a strip club instead. “ — Eunchae commented once you got inside.

The darkness, hyped atmosphere, colorful lights barely shining through the smoke cloud that made your eyes burn a little, it was all what described this place you’d stepped into.

Jiyong got you a table in the very corner of the room, making sure you had the entire club in clear view.

Ordering the first drinks, you started off strong, with tequila shots.

“ To the girls night! “ — Haerin made a toast as the tequila burned down your throat mixed with the salty taste on the tongue.

Thirty minutes in, so many glasses of tequila had been taken and brought back to your table. The conversation between you started as a gossip session but turned into aimless words and silly laughter. The alcohol was strongly getting to your senses, but knowing your friends, this was only the beginning.

Eunchae kept the tequila coming until Jiyong deciced that you’re done with the appetizers, switching to the Red Label whiskey.

“ Oh my God, Hae, that handsome guy is totally checking you out! “ — Jiyong squealed, shaking Haerin’s form while she tried to gulp down yet another whiskey.

“ What are you talking about? “ — totally confused, Haerin drunkenly searched the crowd until Jiyong grabbed her cheeks, turning her head toward the table across from yours.

There sat four men, and the one who had taken an interest in Haerin had platinum silver hair that fell perfectly over his Aphrodite-like features.

“ Oh fuck, he’s really looking. “ — Haerin giggled, taking another glass of whiskey, her cheeks blushing.

“ Go fucking get him! “ — Eunchae stole the glass from her hands.

“ No, no… I really shouldn’t get involved with another man so quickly. “ — Haerin said, but her eyes never left the silver-haired boy until he suddenly stood up and walked over towards you.

“ Shit he’s coming… “ — Haerin panicked for a moment, trying to act natural but her drunken state was not cooperating with her.

“ Hello ladies! “ — the deep voice echoed. “ What are you drinking? “

“ Ohh, and why would you be interested? “ — Eunchae teased the figure that patiently stood in front of your table.

“ I want to make a deal and buy you pretty ladies a drink as long as you’re willing to give me this little angel here for a dance. “ — He said, smirking as his eyes fell on Haerin.

“ Oh my God, just take her already! “ — Jiyong said, pushing Haerin foward.

“ Thank you, all your drinks are on me now. “ — He said, taking Haerin by the hand, pulling her towards the dance floor.

“ I want to dance now too. “ — Jiyong pouted.

“ Then let’s fucking go? “ — Eunchae exclaimed.

“ I’m going to get some water first. I feel my head pounding already. “ — you said, standing up carefully as you made your way towards the bartender.

“ Hi, can I order one glass of water please? “

“ I fear there is no alcohol in that. “ — an unfamiliar voice said from your left side.

You turned your head to look at the boy who was sitting on one of the bar stools, a shot of what seemed to be whiskey in his right hand.

His eyes droopy, ears slightly red, indicating that he’s already drunk enough. Dirty blonde hair styled nicely with wet bangs covering his sweaty forehead. He was dressed in a white shirt, sleeves rolled up in what seemed to be an attempt to do so. Three buttons undone, showing off his milky skin and collarbones underneath. A small simple chain around his neck with a silver cross symbol.

He looked like he came neither out of the dance floor or the heavy make-out session from the bathroom.

“ I’ve already had enough of it. “ — you said, a smile planted on your lips.

“ Being in a place like this means the word ‘enough’ doesn’t really apply. “ — He replied. “ You know you can always get another glass of alcohol, it has the right amount of water inside it too. “

You rolled your eyes playfully, the smile still on your lips hearing his choice of words.

“ Wisely said. “

The bartender brought you a glass of cold clear water and the man sitting next to you turned to speak to him.

“ Two more glasses. “ — he said, pointing at the, now empty, whiskey glass beside him.

You looked at him while with wide eyes, surprised that he ordered one glass for you too.

“ It would be a shame if I didn’t order you a drink now. That wouldn’t be very gentleman of me. “ — he said, a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips.

“ Well thank you, that’s very gentlemanly of you…? “ — you trailed off waiting to hear him say his name, realizing he hadn’t introduced himself yet.

“ Yunho. “

Yunho. The name suited him. Like some kind of golden retriever, wanting to be petted, his droopy eyes and drunken movements made you want to embrace him in your arms. His aura was definitely dangerous and that’s what seemed to trigger you, drawing you closer to him more than you would have wanted to.

“ I’m Y/N. “

“ Well Y/N, cheers to us meeting each other. “ — Yunho said, pushing the new welcomed glass of whiskey in front of him towards you.

You tried not to grin like an idiot, so a sly smile decorated your features as your glass clicked with his and both of you emptied its contents, the whiskey burning all the way down to your stomach.

The conversation with Yunho continued naturally — or, it was probably the after effect of all the alcohol you both had during the talk.

You definitely weren’t the same person who had walked through the club doors by now. Eyes half-lidded, drunk smile to whatever Yunho was saying with occasionally playfully punching his shoulder.

After taking one more sip of the golden whiskey from the glass, Yunho looked up at you, offering his hand.

“ Do you want to dance? “

You nodded without even looking at him, immediately placing your hand in his as he guided you through the crowd of chaotic people to the middle of the flashing darkness of the club.

The music was too loud for you to even talk to him now. Your body, consumed by the alcohol, swayed in it’s own way with every step closer to Yunho, who was following your movements.

You let your hair fall down from your bun, leaving it messily to cover your shoulders.

His eyes never left you, even in the flickering lights, the smoke cloud — his dark eyes were creating holes all over your body and face, admiring your every breath. If he could he would take a picture of you like this with his own eyes.

You found yourself pressed against him in a way that wasn’t appropriate for a married woman, but your mind was drowning itself in the euphoria of the moment.

Yunho’s hands slowly creeped around your waist, keeping you close to him.

Sweat was forming on your neck and forehead. The close proximity was doing nothing to settle the flames in your body.

You reached for your hair, gathering it and moving it to the side, letting your neck breathe for a moment — but Yunho seized the opportunity, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder that made you shiver in his arms.

“ You’re so beautiful. “ — the breathy voice spoke in your ear.

Your eyes closed for a moment as you drunkenly giggled at his words.

“ Is that why you kissed my shoulder? You think it’s beautiful? “ — you laughed.

The question didn’t really make any sense but does this all even make sense to you anymore?

“ Yeah… “ — Yunho chuckled behind you. “ Maybe I need to kiss every part of your body. Because it’s beautiful as well. “

His deep voice rang in your ears, despite the loud music. Your stomach coiled tight, not just from the alcohol but from something more dangerous—something you weren’t supposed to feel.

You should pull away. The rational part of your mind screamed at you, reminding you of the vows you took, the man waiting — or rather, not waiting— at home. But then there was this other part of you, the one that had been buried for years under loneliness and cold sheets, the one that ached for touch, for heat, for something that felt real.

Your silence was enough of an answer for Yunho. His fingers pressed a little firmer against your waist, drawing you back against his chest. Your breath caught in your throat as his lips brushed against your exposed shoulder again, slower this time, more deliberate.

A quiet sigh left your lips before you could stop it. Your head tilted slightly to the side, granting him more access, and Yunho took the invitation without hesitation. His lips trailed along the curve of your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

This isn’t right at all, but why does it make you feel so good?

“ Tell me to stop. “ — Yunho murmured, his voice thick with something dark, something teasing. “ Tell me you don’t want this, and I will. “

You should. God, you should.

But the thoughts of his soft pink lips all over your body, your sweaty, naked bodies pressed against each other, his tender fingers exploring every inch of your skin are what keeps you insane in your head.

“ Don’t stop… “ — you whispered, barely audible over the pounding music.

Yunho let out a soft curse under his breath, his lips grazing just beneath your jaw before trailing lower. His hands slid down, gripping your hips as he guided your movements with his own, grinding your bodies together. Your back arched, your ass grinding against him.

The friction was already too much for him to handle, his uneven breaths, sweat dripping on his forehead and droopy drunk eyes decorating his features.

You felt his hardness pressing into you, the feeling making you chuckle as your eyes closed enjoying the atmosphere.

“ Fuck. “ — he breathed against your neck, his voice strained, full of restraint he was barely holding onto. “ You have no idea what you’re doing to me. “

You did. Oh, you definitely did. And you liked it.

The warmth of his mouth sent a shiver down your spine, and your fingers instinctively curled around his wrists, keeping his hands exactly where they were — on you.

“ You’re playing a dangerous game. “ — he murmured, his lips ghosting over your jawline now.

“ So are you. “ — you countered, voice softer, teasing.

He let out a breathless chuckle, shaking his head slightly. “ Yeah… but I don’t think I care anymore. “

Neither did you.

His touch was fire against your skin, his palm pressing possessively as he whispered. “ Let me take you somewhere quieter. “

It wasn’t a question.

And you didn’t hesitate.

With a slow, deliberate turn, you finally faced him, your noses nearly touching. His pupils were blown, lips parted, waiting — for you, for your answer.

You licked your lips, fingers reaching up to play with the collar of his half-unbuttoned shirt before gripping the fabric, tugging him just a little closer.

“ Lead the way. “ — you murmured.

Yunho didn’t waste another second.

The club was a blur of flashing lights and pulsing bass, the heat of the dance floor fading as he led you toward the back, where a set of sleek, black stairs spiraled upward into dimly lit exclusivity.

Your steps faltered for just a moment, a flicker of hesitation tightening in your chest.

“ Where are we? “

Yunho turned back, his dark, hooded eyes locking onto yours as he smirked. “ Private lounge. “ — he explained, nodding toward the security guard at the base of the stairs. “ Owner’s a friend. “

A friend. Right. You didn’t need to question further. Places like this, high-end clubs with an air of indulgence, always had secret spaces—rooms meant for more than just drinking and talking.

Yunho led you toward the white polished wooden door at the end of the hallway. He pushed it open, revealing a space that was complete opposite of the chaos downstairs.

A low-lit room, a single king-sized bed dominating the center. The scent of leather and freshly washed sheets lingered in the air.

You swallowed, suddenly hyper-aware of the reality of this moment.

This wasn’t just some reckless dance on the club floor anymore.

This was real. This was happening. You were about to have sex with a stranger you met at the club.

You — a married woman.

But of course, at the moment we’re speaking, all the consequences of this left your mind along with your dignity.

Yunho turned to you, his gaze carefully reading your reaction. “ Say the word. “ — he murmured, voice thick. “ And I’ll walk you back downstairs. “

Was walking downstairs something you wanted now? Absolutely not. You were not going to chicken out drunk in front of a hell handsome man with an aching boner in his pants who was yearning for you, plus your legs were killing you in these heels.

Your fingers found the front of his shirt again, your fingers hooking slightly under it making his jaw clench.

“ Close the door. “ — you whispered.

Yunho cursed under his breath before reaching back, shoving the door shut and locking them.

Oh, you’re fucked.

You stepped forward, pressing your lips against his in a kiss that was all heat and hunger. Yunho groaned against your mouth, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you flush against him, your bodies fitting together lustfully perfect.

His lips left yours only to trail across your jaw, down your neck, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along your pulse. His teeth softly grazing your skin.

“ No marks, please… “ — you said breathlessly.

Yunho smirked against your neck, leaving a few more kisses that added the fuel to the already burning flames in your body.

“ As you wish, princess. “

His hands lifted your dress higher, sliding up your thighs, pushing the fabric over your hips. You gasped as his fingers pressed against the lace of your panties where you needed him the most.

“ You’re already so wet for me. “ — he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. His fingers moved slowly, teasing you through the thin fabric, sending shivers up your spine.

“ Yunho… “ — your whimpered, holding his shoulders like your life depended on them.

He hummed in response, his free hand slipping under your chin, tilting your face up toward him again. His lips hovered just above yours, teasing, taunting. “ You sure you want this, hm? “

Your heart pounded. Your body screamed for more, for everything.

“ Please… “ — you breathed. “ I want you. “

Yunho groaned, his restraint finally snapping. He grabbed your hips, guiding you backward until your knees hit the edge of the bed. You fell onto the mattress, your breath coming in short, desperate gasps as he followed, his weight pressing you down, anchoring you beneath him.

His lips were everywhere — your neck, your collarbone, the tops of your breasts as he pushed the straps of your dress down your shoulders, taking it off of you. His hands were rough, impatient, tugging fabric, exploring skin, lighting fire everywhere they touched.

Even in such a hurry blinded by the lust he took his time to worship every part of your almost naked body in front of him.

“ Fuck… You’re like a goddess. “

Your hands tugged slightly on his shirt, he quickly got the message, unbuttoning it completely and throwing it away.

I’m a goddess? Does he see himself?

Yunho’s body was picture perfect presented in front of your eyes. His shoulders wide just the right size, not too buff, not too slim — he was just perfect.

You sat up on the bed unclasping your black lacy bra, throwing it aside, immediately finding his belt.

“ Eager one, aren’t you? “ — Yunho teased, looking down at you.

“ Damn right I am. “ — You said, boldly, not even hidding the urge to have him all over you tonight in every possible way.

The touch deprivation inside of you brust out the moment Yunho touched you first.

Now all you could focus on was him, his body, his hands and his dick that was painfully hard and hidden beneath the pants you fastly tugged off of him.

Once his dick was out right in front of your face, you were definitely not disappointed by the size.

You wasted no time in taking it in your hand, stroking it a few times before your tongue ran over the anrgy tip, collecting the leaking pre-cum.

Yunho’s breathing was uneven, looking down at you playing with his cock, the sight itself could make him come right now, but he needed to calm down — he didn’t want the fun to be over yet.

You weren’t unexperienced on blowjobs, but it has been definitely awhile since you’d done one.

Attempting that with Hongjoong usually resulted in him dismissing you from the room, following with “Don’t you see I’m busy now?”

Yunho swore he saw stars the moment you took him inside your mouth. A few curses leaving his lips breathlessly as his hand found your hair, moving it away from your face into a ponytail.

“ God… You’re so good at this… “ — he said, a slight moan leaving his lips.

You hollowed your cheeks, bobbing your head at a steady pace, your core throbbing each time he let out a groan of satisfaction.

His hand at the back of your head, holding your hair, pushed you more into him until his tip hit the back of your throat making you gag.

Tears welled up in your eyes and you knew that by the end of this, you makeup would need to be fixed immediately.

“ Y-Yes… You’re doing so well princess. Just a little more, fuck. “

He took the control, guiding your head on him, pushing him impossibly more inside your mouth.

But he didn’t want to cum now, not yet, so before he could — he backed away from your mouth, sweat covering his forehead.

You breathed deeply, wiping your lips with the back of your hand, tears dripping down your cheeks.

His fingers raised your chin up so he could look at you.

“ So gorgeous. “

He tenderly wiped your tears with his thumb. You looking up at him like he was an angel from above, someone who would take care of you.

“ Turn around for me. “

Of course, you obeyed stupidly. Turning around slowly on all fours, your ass up in the air for him.

You felt the mattress shift as he moved behind you, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your ass before he ripped your panties, making you yelp.

“ Yunho! “

“ I’ll buy you a new ones, pretty. “ — he said, leaning over to plant a kiss on your ass cheek.

He spread you open, exposing just how wet you were for him. A sharp inhale came from above, followed by a deep, appreciative groan.

“ God, you’re dripping. “ — Yunho muttered, running his fingers through your slick folds, teasing but not giving you what you needed just yet.

You whined, pressing back against his touch. “ Please… I need you. Stop teasing. “

“ You sure you’re ready to take me? “ — he chuckled darkly, rubbing slow circles around your entrance, his other hand squeezing your hip to hold you in place. “ Impatient little thing. “ — he mused before finally pushing two fingers inside you.

Your moaned instantly, the stretch just enough to make your back arch. He worked you open, thrusting his fingers at a slow, torturous pace, curling them just right to make you clench around him.

“ Y-Yunho— “

“ I know baby, fuck you’re so tight for me. “

When he deemed you ready, he pulled his fingers out, making you whimper at the loss. You barely had time to catch your breath before you felt the blunt tip of his cock nudging at your entrance.

“ This might be your last chance to back out, pretty. “ — He said, his tip rubbing over your wetness.

“ Please Yunho… “ — you whined, impatient.

With one slow thrust, he pushed inside, stretching you open inch by inch. Your hands clenched the sheets, your mouth falling open in a silent gasp at how full he made you feel.

It caused you to feel the pain and pleasure at the same time.

Damn, it has been awhile.

“ Fuck, Y/N… “ — he gritted out, pausing to let you adjust, his fingers digging into your hips.

You pushed back slightly, needing more, and Yunho groaned at the way you clenched around him.

“ You’re gonna be the death of me. “ — he murmured before pulling out almost completely, then slamming back in, setting a deep, punishing rhythm that had you seeing stars.

“ F-Faster… Please Yunho… “

And he didn’t need to be told twice, he pushed himself deeper in a faster pace, making your face fall flat into the pillows as you nearly screamed his name.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the dimly lit room, each thrust making your body jolt against the mattress.

You chanted his name like some kind of spell, your mind blurry as your body was floating from the pleasure, your fingers digging into the sheets, trying to ground yourself as his pace became relentless.

His hand slid down your spine before gripping the back of your neck, forcing your chest down while keeping your ass raised high for him. The new angle made his cock hit deeper, right against that spot that had you choking on a moan.

“ There it is. “ - he groaned, rolling his hips in a way that had your toes curling. “ You feel that, baby? “

You could only nod frantically, your body trembling from the intensity of it all. Your orgasm was building quickly and Yunho could tell by the way you desperately clenched on him.

“ You’re close, aren’t you pretty? “ — he groaned, his fingers sneaking between your legs to circle your clit. “ Wanna come all over my cock? “

“ Y-Yes. “ — you gasped, your thighs shaking. “ Please, I’m so close— “

Yunho smirked, his thrusts turning rougher, deeper, chasing both of your highs.

“ Come for me, baby. “ he rasped, his fingers pressing harder against your clit. “ Come all over me, come on. “

Your orgasm crashed over you in waves, your walls clenching around him as pleasure shot through every nerve in your body. You cried out his name, your body going completely rigid before melting beneath him.

“ Oh God— “ — Yunho groaned, his hips stuttering as your tightness sent him over the edge. He thrust into you a few more times before pulling out quickly, storking himself above you, spilling his release on your back with a guttural moan.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was your heavy breathing, both of you coming down from the high.

Your mind blank, your body fucked just the way it needed to be as you let yourself fall down on the bed.

Yunho stood up from the bed, opening the dark bathroom door at the very corner of the room, coming back with a paper roll, cleaning your back from the mess he made.

You rolled on your back staring at the ceiling as you tried to calm your breathing back to normal.

“ You okay? “ — Yunho asked, laying beside you, kissing your shoulder.

You nodded, eyes heavy to keep open. “ Yeah… more than okay. “

Yunho let out a satisfied hum, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin as the warmth between you lingered. The room smelled of sweat and sex, but there was an undeniable comfort in the silence that followed.

You turned your head slightly to look at him. Even in the dim lighting, Yunho looked like he belonged here — with you, in this bed, in this moment. His chest rose and fell steadily, the aftershocks of pleasure still evident in the way his muscles twitched.

For a brief moment, reality began creeping back in. The weight of what you had just done settled over you like a thin veil, but you refused to let it suffocate you. You had spent so long feeling unwanted, untouched — aching for something you weren’t allowed to have. And now? Yunho had given it to you without hesitation.

You reached out, fingers grazing over his jawline. “ Thank you. “

He blinked, turning his head to meet your gaze. “ For what? “

“ For making me happy. “

Yunho chuckled. “ Anytime, pretty. “

You leaned in, pressing your lips softly to his. It wasn’t like the feverish kisses from before, desperate and urgent — it was slower, almost tender. Yunho responded just as gently, his fingers tightening around your waist like he was afraid you might slip away.

When you pulled back, his forehead rested against yours.

“ Stay. “ — he murmured, barely above a whisper.

You exhaled shakily, your fingers tightening against his skin. “ I don’t think I can. “

Yunho’s jaw clenched slightly, but he nodded, like he already expected that answer. “ Then let me hold you. Just for tonight. “

Your eyes burned, but you didn’t fight him as he pulled you into his arms, his warmth wrapping around you like a promise.

For now this was enough.

But you absolutely weren’t ready for what the morning ahead brought.

Once you woke up, your head was pounding like someone were hitting it with a hammer. You groaned, stretching across the bed, your body sore, muscles still tired and barely able to move on command.

You opened your eyes, slowly sitting up on the bed, looking around the room your brain didn’t remember as the usual one you would wake up in.

The memories from last night quickly filled the empty gaps in your head making your eyes widen in realization.

You cheated on Hongjoong.

With a complete stranger.

At the club.

You’re still at the club.

Alone.

Because the moment you looked around, bed was empty and no trace of the Yunho you met last night to be seen.

You would be lying if you didn’t feel your heart breaking in your chest because he left you all alone after last night like this. But, seriously, what were you expecting?

It was a one night stand and a bad decision made in a rush of lust and alcohol.

You’re still a married woman.

Your fingers went over your ring finger only to realize there wasn’t any ring on it anymore.

That’s when the panic shot through your whole body, and as it was on fire, you jumped up from the bed on your unsteady legs, frantically searching the messy sheets for the golden diamond ring — the only thing you had never taken off in the past five years.

Frustrated tears escaped your eyes as you continued searching all over the room for it only to be left disappointed.

It’s not possible that it could slip off from your finger — because it never had — it was made for you and your finger size only.

You decided to calm down, thinking that eventually it will pop up somewhere around. Maybe asking the club owner wouldn’t be a bad idea too — what if the cleaning staff found it somewhere on the dance floor?

You collected your stuff from the floor, realizing that your panties had been ripped by Yunho last night.

“Fuck.” — you cursed, hoping that the dress would cover anything inappropriate so you could go out.

Doing a random double take at the table that was by the door, you realized that your bag and jacket were right there, along with your phone.

Of course, it was left at the table you were with your friends at — but how did it end up here in the room?

Was it Yunho who brought it up while you were sleeping?

You rushed toward it, searching inside your coat and bag for the ring but still found nothing.

Grabbing your phone you sighed in relief that it turned on with only 10% of battery.

There were possibly hundreds of messages from your friends, and this would probably require a lot of explanations to cover up.

But what made your heart sink down to your feet were the two following messages that appeared on your screen.

Hongjoong : You’re not home? Where are you? I’m home 4:56am

Unknown number : Good morning pretty <3 I’m sure you’ve found all your stuff by now and if you’re still searching for your ring I think you should find me first ;) Yunho 8:33am

Fucked indeed.

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Sit and Watch How It’s Done: J.Y

SMUT | 18+ | MDNI

I don't really know where I got this idea from.... I think this might be one of the longest things I’ve ever written… I hope it lived up to the expectations and I’m so sorry if it didn’t 🥹

->Starring: YunhoXAfab!Reader, brother!San, boyfriend!Mingi

->Genre: Little bit of angst, Smut

->Cw: Explicit language, unprotected sex, cheater Mingi, MIngi refers to reader as girlfriend still, cuckold Mingi!!???, Yunho is a little manipulative!!?!!, mean Yunho, big dick Yunho, oral (m and f receiving), fingering, overstimulation, praise, degradation, slight dacryphilia, creampie, squirting, multiple orgasms, let me know if I missed anything

Masterlist | Ateez Masterlist

You walked through the lobby of the grand hotel that your boyfriend was staying. He’s been on tour for 5 months and you missed him tremendously. With the help of your brother you were able to surprise him in the next city they were going to but what you didn’t know was that he was going to give you a surprise of your own.

You make your way down the hall with a room key in hand, your steps bouncy with anticipation. You missed Mingi and you couldn’t wait to see him again. You loved your phone calls and facetimes with him but they weren't enough. You longed to be in his presence again and now that you were so close the long hallway seemed to stretch on forever. But as you approached the door you felt some hesitance. Would he be happy to see you? Of course he would, he would constantly tell you over the phone that he was counting down the days until he could be with you again. You heard some commotion on the other side of the door but you just assumed that Yunho or someone was in there with him.

You use the keycard to unlock the door and you push open the door but when you finally set your eyes on Mingi the sight knocks the wind out of you. There was your boyfriend in all of his glory fucking some random girl from the back. They hadn't noticed you yet until your bag hit the ground. Mingi's head whipped around ready to tell off whoever barged into his room but his face dropped when he saw you standing in the doorway "Oh my god" he whispered out. You say nothing, picking up your bag and turning to leave. Mingi scrambles to his feet trying to put his boxers back on while rushing over to stop you from leaving "Baby wait" He grabs your arm stopping you in your tracks. You rip your arm away

"Get off me. How could you?" Your voice raises and you feel hot tears flood into your eyes "I'm sorry. Please just hear me out" He begs but his words make you angry.

Hear him out? Is he serious? You glare at him momentarily before you yell "SAN" You walk across the hall banging on your brother's door "SAN" you yell again and Mingi begins to panic "No no no" But he's a little late. San swings open the door with alarm and the first thing he sees is your distraught face and Mingi's terrified expression "What the hell is going on?" San's question is answered when the girl bolts out of the room fully dressed.

It's quiet for a minute, no one saying anything or moving. The tension was so thick that Mingi felt like he was going to pass out. Finally, San takes a small step forward "Mingi?" San's voice is eerily quiet and it makes the taller boy take a big step back. He's never seen San so enraged and he wanted nothing more than to shrink back into his room. Then everything happened so fast. San lunged at Mingi, the two slamming back into the hotel room door "YOU PIECE OF SHIT" "SAN STOP" "I'M SORRY" Your loud voices cause the others to come out of their rooms. "San what the fuck" Jongho rushes over to try and pull San off Mingi. Seonghwa runs over to help Jongho. You feel an arm wrap around your shoulder and you look up to see Yunho as he pulls you into his chest. You lean into him, his warmth dulling the ache slightly.

Yunho ushers you into his room as Seonghwa and Jongho try to hold San back. Their voices muffle as Yunho closes the door and urges you to sit on the bed. You sniffle as a couple more tears slip down your cheeks. "Oh angel, don't cry." He coos as he kneels in front of you, his thumb brushing the tears away. You sniffle again as you stare at him with teary eyes. He watches as a tear runs down your cheeks and can't help but strain tight in his pants. He knows he shouldn't feel this way, especially considering the circumstances but he thinks you are absolutely breathtaking when you cry. The way your wet eyelashes hit your cheekbones when you blink. He can't help but imagine how the same teary eyes would look with his cock shoved down your throat.

The soft sounds of your cries bring him out of his thoughts "You're too pretty to cry over men like him" Maybe it was your broken heart doing the thinking but as you stare into Yunho's eyes you feel a little flutter. You've never really looked at him like this before always being blinded by Mingi but now your vision has been tainted. Something about the comforting hand on your thigh and the way he looks at you with such intense eyes causes a surge of warmth to shoot through you.

You're not sure who leaned in first but the feeling of Yunho's soft lips on yours is all you can focus on. The kiss starts off slow, almost like he's testing the waters but when your hand comes up to grip the collar of his shirt his self-control starts to waiver. You pull him in closer deepening the kiss and a little moan gets caught in your throat. He pulls away, breathless "Sorry, that was inappropriate” he’s not sorry. “I should go. Give you some space to breathe.” He gets up to leave but your hand shoots and grabs ahold of his wrist “Please don’t leave” you whimper. He stares into your big doe eyes “I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to stay” his tone is low, he knows what he’s doing, he knows exactly what he’s doing. With your emotional state and how you reacted to the kiss, he knew he had you right he wanted you. Ever since he met you he’s been infatuated, almost drawn to you but you were Mingi’s and he couldn’t betray his best friend like that. But with what just happened how could he let a perfectly good opportunity slip through his fingers.

“No please. I want to feel something other than hurt right now” you plead hoping he would give you what you wanted. “I can’t do that to Mingi” yes he can. Yunho liked you first, Mingi knew that, he knew all too well “Fuck Mingi. Please Yunho. I need this” you tug on his wrist. He pauses, acting as if he’s thinking it over before he leans down pressing his lips to yours again as he gently lays you down on the bed. You sigh into the kiss and your hands come up, entangling themselves in his pretty brown locks.

You feel dizzy and can only focus on how good his lips feel as they make their way down your neck. His fingers play with the hem of your shirt "Please touch me" you beg as he nips at the skin right under your ear "Tell me where" He whispers. You grab his hand and place it on your breast, letting out a sigh when he squeezes slightly. He slips your shirt off and your nipples harden in the cold hotel air. He leans down taking one of your perk buds in his mouth and your back arches slightly, a little moan leaving your lips. He switches the other nipple before he trails kisses down to the waistband of your sweatpants. He looks up at you asking for permission with his eyes, you nod your head and he wastes no time pulling your pants along with your underwear off.

His intense stare has you squirming and you're suddenly fully aware that you're completely exposed but before you can move to cover yourself he dips his head licking up your slit. You let a high-pitched whine when he attaches his lips to your clit. Your hand grips his hair, holding on for dear life as you grind against his face. You gasp out when you feel his fingers slide in. His eyes nearly roll when he feels your tight walls squeezing his fingers so well and he can only imagine how good they'll feel around his cock. He continues to lick and suck at your sensitive nub as his fingers abuse your g-spot. Your moans come out one after the other as your stomach tightens and your hole flutters around his skillful fingers "You gonna cum for me?" you nod your head vigorously pulling him back to your needy pussy. Your eyes roll back as you cum all over his tongue, which he happily cleans up.

He continues to suck on your clit helping you ride through your orgasm until you're pushing his head away from overstimulation. He pulls away, spit and cum covering his chin "You okay" You give him weak thumbs up "Wanna taste you now" you mumble and he helps you sit up and takes his own sit next to you "You don't have to you, you know that?" he reassures you "Mmm I want to"

Your knees dig into the rough carpet as you settle between Yunho's long legs. You stare at his bulge that strains painfully in his jeans. You reach to unbutton his jeans before pulling them down his legs. You palm him through his boxers, your mouth waters feeling how hard he is. You grab the waistband of his underwear and pull them down, his cock springing free and slapping his stomach "So big" you whisper staring at his pretty pink tip. He smirks down at you as you take his girthy base into your hands. You place a small kiss on the head of his cock and he sucks in a breath when you give it a little lick. You wrap your lips around his mushroom tip and slowly move down his shaft. You stare up at him as he hits the back of your throat and tears gather in your eyes as you gag. "Oh fuck, that's it." He moans. His hand holds the back of your head, guiding you up and down. He revels in the way the tears stream down your cheeks as you continue to choke on his cock.

“(Y/n) are you in here? Please let me ex-” Mingi's words are cut off when he walks into the room and sees you on your knees choking on Yunho’s cock. He watches as Yunho grips the comforter below him, head thrown back and his lips parted. The sound of your gagging and lewd slurping fills his ears “What the fuck” Mingi’s words come out slow. You jump at his voice, trying to pull off Yunho but his large hand comes down and keeps you in place. He takes your hair in a makeshift ponytail, helping you bob your head up and down “No need to stop for him Angel. Come on, you’re doing so good” He looks up and stares into Mingi’s surprised eyes "What? You want to take a picture? Maybe watch?" Yunho teases trying to hold back a moan. Mingi doesn't know who to look at right now, you with Yunho dick shoved down your throat or Yunho who has you swallowing his dick.

He's not sure what possessed him to move but the next thing he knew he found himself sitting in the corner chair watching Yunho cum down his girlfriend's throat. He watches as Yunho pushes your head down as he thrusts his hips up making you gag “Just like that. Suck my cock just like that, such a good girl” He stares at Mingi as he bites his lip, antagonizing him. Mingi felt his leg bounce in irritation not wanting to continue looking at the scene in front of him but he just could not tear his eyes away. I mean it's not like either of you tied Mingi to the chair, he was free to get up and leave whenever he wanted but yet he stayed glued to his seat.

Yunho lifts your head off and pulls you up to lay you on the bed. His soft lips move feverishly against your own. He grabs the base of his cock rubbing it through the wetness, spreading it around. Your brain goes fuzzy when he slips and you let a little cry when he pushes his fat tip into your dripping hole, the stretching making your eyes roll. Mingi has to physically restrain the moan from escaping him just from hearing how wet you are. He adjusts in his seat, his jeans feeling tight.

The air deflates from your lungs as he pushes his cock in inch by inch. He lets out a deep groan when he bottoms out "Fuck Yunho you're so big" You whimper out. You’ve never been this full. Sure Mingi's big but Yunho was a whole different story. The way your walls mold to each ridge and vein, like he was made for you "So tight, squeezing me so good" His eyes screwed shut. He slowly pulls out and you clench around his tip trying to keep him from escaping “Patience” he looks over at Mingi whose face is full of anger but his eyes hold desperation. Your mouth falls open when sheaths himself back in.

He starts off with a slow pace, giving you a moment to adjust to his size. The sound of Mingi’s heavy breath fills the room and it only encourages Yunho to speed up his pace. The sound of the lewd squelching of your pussy bounces off the wall and Yunho gets lost in the softness of your walls. He takes your legs and throws them over his shoulders, pushing on the little bugle of your tummy. Your mouth opens and little gasps are the only noises that come out. "I love your pussy, taking me so good" The way he looks down at you with lust filled eyes makes you clench around him. The burning sensation grows in your stomach again and he pushes closer to the edge "Oh fuck Yunho. You're gonna make me cum" Your voice raises a couple notches and your back arches as you cum all over his cock. He groans, feeling your needy little hole trying to milk him.

He continues to fuck into you, not giving you any time to recover. His thumb brushes over your clit and your body jolts as you cry out, tears running down your face. You whine as you try and push him away but he grabs your hands and pins them over your head, his hips somehow moving even faster. You feel another orgasm approaching and you feel absolutely spent “M’gonna cum again.” Your fingernails dig into this arms as the pleasure takes over “Oh my god” You throw your head back as another orgasm rushes over you "That's it baby cum all over my cock. Lookin so pretty. So fucked dumb" His cock slides in faster due to the extra lubrication. His arms hook under your knees, pressing your thighs to your chest and the new position has your eyes rolling back.

His forehead rests against yours as he fucks you deep. "Did he ever make you cum like this hm?" You barely comprehend his question as his hips move faster. You shake your head "Wow Min, you can't even make your girlfriend cum and yet you think you're good enough to cheat tsk tsk tsk" If there was ever a time Mingi wished the ground would swallow him whole it would be now and to make things worse his dick was painfully hard, the scene in front of him hotter than he'd like to admit. He knew he should be furious watching his best friend fuck his girlfriend but after his actions, he had no right. So he stayed in the chair, gripping the armrest so tight his knuckles turned white. He's never heard you moan like this before and he hates it. He watches as Yunho pulls another orgasm out of you. He watches the way your eyes roll back and your mouth falls open, a beautiful chorus of noises escape "That's it Angel, doing so good for me" Yunho praises.

The overstimulation washes over and a high-pitched whine escapes you “S’too much YuYu please” you push on his stomach in an attempt to get him to slow down ‘YuYu!?’ Mingi’s eyes narrowed at the nickname. Hot burning jealousy bubbled deep within him but again who is he to sit there and feel some type of way when he, just mere moments ago, hurt you in ways he couldn’t even imagine. But what better karma than to sit and watch your best friend fuck your girlfriend way better than you ever could.

“Yunho wait. Slow down” you gasp for air as you feel pressure building up again. “Just a little bit longer. Almost there” he gritted out. His paces started to get sloppy as he felt himself getting closer. His thumb rubs small circles on your clit trying to draw out another orgasm "Yunho wait, fuck stop" Your eyes widen in panic but before you can push him away your eyes roll back and you gush all over his lower half, soaking the sheets below you. You thighs shake and you let out a small scream. Both men stare in shock as you lay there, chest heaving. They watch as your body twitches from the new sensation.

“You want me to cum in you? Fill your sweet little pussy full of me?” You nod dumbly, your brain turned to mush as his hips continue their brutal pace. He lets out low groan as he spills into you. He pulls out and watches his cum pool out of you. He looks over at Mingi with a small smile “What’s the matter Min? You look like you’ve seen a ghost” Mingi doesn’t say anything, he really doesn’t know what to say honestly. But the look on his face is very satisfying “Maybe you should call that girl to uh fix your problem there” Yunho gestures to Mingi’s hard on and the little wet patch on his jeans.

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𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲? ↳ Go Back ↳ Nah, I'm good

The boys are all aged up, I do not mention the exact age anywhere, so you are free to imagine whatever you want.

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐟!𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳!

read for me

park seonghwa ➳ bookworm!reader, ceo!seonghwa, bestfriend'sdad!seonghwa

synopsis: best friend's father has a rather big book collection, and you are a big bookworm who has started losing touch with reality. he shows you just how real it can get away from the covers and pages.

one

two

three

in vino veritas

kim hongjoong ➳ artist!hongjoong, dilf!hongjoong

synopsis: hongjoong loves art, wine, and pretty girls. how convenient that on the opening night of his art gallery, as he sips his red wine, his eyes land on you.

one

player 9

jeong yunho ➳ footballplayer!yunho, coach!yunho, aunt!reader

synopsis: you always thought that your nephew's football coach was handsome, and when he invites all the parents and families to come watch him play a big match, you struggle to keep your cool while watching his clothes stick to his body and his face and muscles glistening with sweat.

one

three is a crowd

kang yeosang ➳ swimminginstructor!yeosang

synopsis: a tragic event in your childhood created an aquaphobia for you. at pool parties, beaches, and camping, you are always the one to stay out of the water. until your father finds you a swimming instructor, who solves one problem, but creates another one.

put on a show

song mingi ➳ ceo!mingi, fashiondesigner!mingi, model!reader

synopsis: your ceo is to die for. drop dead gorgeous, aged like fine wine, a figure you’d kill to have. his only problem? he might be the meanest person you’ve ever met in your life. then why are you enjoying his degrading words as he makes you take every inch he has to give you?

silver band

choi san ➳ collegeprofessor!san, student!reader

synopsis: choi san is a married man, and the hottest professor you’ve ever seen. you feel unnatural amounts of jealousy and hatred each time he opens his laptop to start the lesson, showing everyone through the projector the desktop picture of his wife while he opens the files he needs to teach. you want a taste of him so bad, but he shows zero interest towards you. or anyone else. so how will you pull this off?

white dress

choi jongho ➳ dad’sbestfriend!jongho, bride!reader

synopsis: you don’t love this man at all. he is a cheater, he hits you, he flirts with other women in front of you. what has gotten into your father’s mind and is forcing you to marry that bastard? maybe his best friend has a little more compassion and will notice your silent cries for help.

20% off next buy

jung wooyoung ➳ cashier!wooyoung, pervyneighbour!wooyoung, innocentexploring!reader

synopsis: never in your life did you see a dildo this huge. it’s so… big, so purple, and it’s staring right back at you. the cashier seems to notice your horrified face with each isle you walk down, and he can’t help but offer you help. how can he help, when even you don’t know what you’re looking for?

[letmeoutofthebasementt]

MTL Ateez to have a stable and long-lasting relationship

Most Mingi San Yeosang Hongjoong Seonghwa Yunho Wooyoung Jongho

Least

Mingi "Built for a long-term relationship, just waiting for someone equally unhinged to build it with."

He desires a very stable commitment, and is all about practicality and service and things of that nature. He also has a strong need for companionship, and to be emotionally nurtured and cared for, but also conversely feels that need to be there for others emotionally for his own fulfillment. He has a strong desire for a deep, bonded commitment to someone and a strong foundation for long-term security.

San "Loyal like a guard dog, dramatic like a telenovela protagonist."

He has a desire for that loyalty that comes with a stable relationship, as well as an admiration and a strong, passionate love for his romantic partners. Though there's some drama to his relationships, he has a strong loyalty within them. However, he has a need for variety and mental stimulation. And like Mingi he has a strong desire for a deep, bonded commitment and a strong foundation for long-term security. But overall he wants commitment.

Yeosang "He’ll never leave you. He just might have a secret second life you’ll never know about."

Like San, he desires loyalty and is very passionate when in love. He, like Mingi, has a strong emotional need for connection and security, and vice versa. And again, like the rest, he has a strong desire for a deep commitment and a strong foundation for long-term security. HOWEVER. He will more likely than not cheat/do things he knows his partner won't like/would break their trust. BUT, he'd be good at hiding it. Very, very good at it. So chances are his partner won't find out until he's dead and buried what happened, if at all. So it wouldn't cause a breakup, exactly.

Hongjoong "He’ll love you like a poet and then disappear like a magician when he needs ‘alone time.’"

He has very intense, passionate, and transformative relationships. But he needs variety, and to be mentally engaged and stimulated to be fulfilled. And though he has a desire for deep bonded commitment like the rest of them, he also has a need for independence. Hence why i'm putting him here. He needs variety and independence, but he's also very intense. and passionate, and likes commitment.

Seonghwa "Emotionally available on paper, emotionally unavailable in practice. It’s called balance."

He has a desire for intellectual connection, freedom, and unconventional relationships. He also may have commitment issues. But he additionally has strong emotional needs for security and nurturing. And he has a desire for practical relationships that serve him well. But he has a need for independence. All in all, I can see him being in a relationship for the sake of being in a relationship, but being a serial cheater while in the relationship to fulfill the rest of his needs, or just on impulse, or because his partner isn't available for sex and things of that nature.

Yunho "Built for stability, craves chaos. A walking contradiction with commitment issues."

He has a desire for stability, sensuality, and comfort in relationships. But like many of the others, has a need for mental stimulation and variety. He also has a strong desire for freedom and adventure in his love life, even if he has a strong foundation for stability. Another one I can see being in a relationship for the sake of being in a relationship but being a serial cheater, albeit not to the same degree as Seonghwa. But Yunho wouldn't be as good at hiding it, and the cheating contrasted with his more possessive nature is a recipe for disaster.

Wooyoung "Your relationship is stable. His priority list, however, is not."

He has a desire for harmony, balance, and partnership. He would be very good at loving people. BUT, he has a very detached love. I'd go as far as saying he rarely experiences true romantic love. And when he does, his more platonic loves will always come first to him. The person who he thinks of as his soulmate and loves most won't be someone he's romantically with, but someone he has a platonic bond with. And he also has strong emotional needs for security and nurturing. He desires freedom and adventure, though he does have the potential to be very stable. But all in all, he's down here for a reason.

Jongho "If commitment was an extreme sport, he’d be competing in the ‘least likely to settle down’ category."

Another who has intense, passionate, and transformative relationships. But he needs independence, freedom, mental stimulation, and variety. Nothing in him leans towards desiring commitment, necessarily. He just wants something intense and adrenaline-filled, but not necessarily particularly committed or stable.

[luvkyu]

vacation ( park seonghwa )

seonghwa x male!reader

seonghwa takes interest in a stranger he meets on vacation.

content : 1.9k words, fluff, swearing, idol!hwa x non celeb!reader

( a/n ) the end is my favorite idc

"mine!"

seonghwa's eyes were fixed on the volleyball that yeosang bumped toward him. he quickly raised his arms and set the ball for mingi to spike to the other side of the net.

"mingi, yours!" he called in determination for his friend.

san, yunho, and jongho were on the other side of the court. the first two instantly jumped to try and block mingi's spike, while jongho stayed back to save the ball if needed.

mingi turned the direction of his body at the last second, making the ball barely miss san and yunho's blocks. jongho's eyes went wide in realization before throwing his body to try and get to the ball before it hit the ground. missing the hit and diving into the sand, jongho groaned and rolled onto his back in defeat.

mingi, seonghwa, and yeosang all began cheering at their victory. they exchanged high fives and sent playful glares to their opponents on the other side.

"tsk. cheaters!" yunho shouted.

"wha- i smell jealousy?!" mingi shouted back. the others began laughing at the outburst, a playful argument resulting in yunho's remark.

seonghwa scoffed at his friends. his eyes followed the ball as it now rolled out of the court's bounds. he looked over at his opponents' side, seeing that none of them were paying attention to the escaping volleyball, despite it being over on their side. seonghwa jogged over to catch up with it as his bandmates continued bickering and shit-talking.

"no, no, no.." he muttered after seeing the ball stop next to another guy who was sitting on the beach, closer to the water. "now i have to go talk to him," he groaned sadly. usually he wouldn't mind, but this was his vacation, and vacation meant not talking to people.

as seonghwa got closer, he could see the male more clearly. the ball stopped right beside his chair, but he didn't notice as his head was buried in a book. seonghwa's heart began to race after being able to make out his appearance better, quite taken by his visuals.

"okay, maybe i want to talk to him," he mumbled again. the guy suddenly turned at hearing seonghwa's voice, resulting in seonghwa silently swearing at himself for failing to be quiet.

"uh, sorry.. our ball rolled over here," he said with a polite smile before picking it up. the stranger quickly smiled back and shook his head.

"no worries!" he responded. seonghwa frowned when the other looked back at his book to continue reading. seonghwa found himself wanting to talk more with him, which also slightly confused him.

"..what're you reading?" he blurted out. the stranger turned again while seonghwa felt like hitting himself. the former smiled, holding up the small book in his hands.

"it's a book of poems by different authors," he replied warmly. seonghwa nodded at this and felt his heart drop at the realization that he had no idea what to say next. the other noticed this though, finding it a bit cute.

"i'm y/n."

seonghwa's brows raised as he watched y/n put his book down and stand up next to him.

"oh, uh.. i'm seonghwa!" he returned the greeting with a beaming smile, which made y/n internally coo.

"nice to meet you, seonghwa."

"you too! do you wanna join us?" seonghwa asked, gesturing to the court that was farther back on the sand. y/n looked over at the five others on the court as he considered the offer.

"mm, thanks, but i'm not really wearing the right outfit today. these are my favorite shorts," he answered with a small pout as the two now looked down at his outfit. "plus, it looks like you'd have an odd number if i joined."

seonghwa frowned, seeing now that he was right.

"park seonghwa!!"

y/n and seonghwa's attention quickly turned back to the court again. mingi had yelled his name while the others waved for him to come back with the ball. seonghwa rolled his eyes and sighed before looking back at his new acquaintance.

"it was nice meeting you!" y/n said kindly, not wanting to annoy his friends. seonghwa managed to give him a small smile in response, although he'd much rather stay and talk more.

"you too," he said with a small nod. after turning with the ball under his arm, his smile fell into a small frown. his mind was urging him to turn right back around and at least ask for y/n's number, but his legs continued to take him back to his members.

"your serve!" san shouted while seonghwa stepped back into his place. he tossed the ball over to yeosang, who was serving next. yeosang, however, was not focused on serving the ball right now. he sent seonghwa a knowing stare and teasing grin.

"find something you like over there?" yeosang asked. seonghwa looked back over at y/n, who was watching them for a moment before sitting back down to return to his book. seonghwa looked down  bashfully as he now got into a ready position.

"shut up," he muttered.

yeosang let out a small snicker before serving the ball to finally start another round.

"hey guys! how was volleyball?" wooyoung asked as seonghwa and yunho entered their shared hotel room.

"really fun! you should join next time," yunho answered. wooyoung shrugged at the suggestion, hopping off his bed and going to the fridge to get a drink.

"you good, hwa?" wooyoung asked after seeing his friend's dissociated manner.

"oh, he's fine. just sulking cause he met a guy but didn't get his number," yunho answered teasingly. seonghwa rolled his eyes and flopped onto his bed.

"i could've if you guys hadn't interrupted," he shot back. wooyoung looked between them in confusion.

"you cockblocked him?!" he shouted at yunho while hitting him lightly.

"no!!" yunho protested, trying to shield himself from his friend, "it was mingi!"

wooyoung clicked his tongue in disapproval before looking back at a disappointed seonghwa.

"is he still out there? can you go back and ask?"

"no, he left before we finished the game," seonghwa responded. wooyoung frowned and nodded. he sat with the other and pat his back supportively.

"i'll manifest that you see him again while we're here."

seonghwa let out a light chuckle at this.

"thank you, woo."

"of course," wooyoung replied happily. "oh, also! hongjoong and i decided to go out for dinner if either of you want to join us."

"oh, i'm in! i'm so hungry. just let me shower real quick?" yunho asked. wooyoung nodded, resulting in an eager yunho grabbing his clothes and disappearing into the bathroom.

wooyoung looked over at seonghwa again, who was now on his phone.

"you sure you're okay?"

seonghwa looked up at him. a smile stretched on his lips as he nodded.

"i'm alright."

wooyoung's mouth titled down a bit at this answer, but decided not to push it anymore.

"i'm gonna go chill on the balcony for a while," seonghwa said while getting up. wooyoung watched him open the door to their hotel room's balcony, the sound of the ocean waves filling the room before dying down again once seonghwa closed the door behind him.

wooyoung frowned to himself. he didn't like seeing his friend so down, but he tried to brush the thought off and focus on getting ready for dinner.

meanwhile, seonghwa let out a long exhale as he leaned against the balcony's railing. a beachfront hotel was definitely the right call for ateez's vacation. he already felt a little better, looking out at the sea as the sun began to set in front of him.

he found himself quite surprised at his behavior since meeting y/n. they only said a few words to each other, and yet he felt pretty upset with himself for not staying to talk more or at least getting y/n's socials.

"seonghwa?"

seonghwa's head whipped around at the sound of his name. his sights landed on a very surprised looking y/n sitting in a chair with a laptop on the neighboring balcony.

"oh shit, y/n?"

y/n set his laptop aside and stood up, the pair now only separated by the railing.

"you're staying in this hotel??" y/n asked before mentally scolding himself at the obvious answer to his question.

"yeah, i'm staying here with my group on vacation!" seonghwa said eagerly. y/n's brows furrowed slightly.

"your group?"

"mhm! i'm a member of the group ateez."

y/n's eyes brightened as he nodded at the information.

"ohh, nice! how long are you guys staying?"

"we just got here yesterday and we're staying for a week! what about you?"

"ah, my friend and i just wanted a weekend getaway so we're leaving tomorrow actually," y/n responded, a bit of disappointment masked in his voice. seonghwa frowned and nodded.

"awh.. i was gonna say maybe we should hang out while we're both here.."

y/n smiled at the suggestion. the nervousness in seonghwa's voice was very evident, but he held hopeful eye contact with y/n.

"well, i'm free tonight if you wanna do something?" y/n said.

"that sounds great! maybe dinner?"

y/n's smile grew while nodding excitedly.

"i'd love that," he responded. seonghwa could feel his heart hammering against his chest as he looked at him.

"i can come over to your room in like an hour and we can go?" seonghwa suggested. y/n nodded again while closing his laptop and picking it up to go back inside.

"sounds perfect. see you soon," he said, trying to stay calm despite the fireworks going off in his stomach. seonghwa nodded a goodbye to him as they both departed back into their rooms to get ready.

seonghwa quickly closed the glass door and drew the curtains, unable to wipe the ear-to-ear smile from his face. he looked down and began to fidget with the ring on his finger.

"what's with you?" wooyoung asked while fixing an earring in his left ear. seonghwa instantly looked back up after hearing his voice.

"oh, hi! y/n's in this hotel!! his room is right next door!"

wooyoung's face turned in confusion.

"y/n..?"

"the guy who's number i didn't get earlier!"

"oh!" wooyoung's face now brightened with happiness, "what the hell, that's so crazy! did you get his number?!"

"no, but i asked him to dinner tonight!"

wooyoung, being wooyoung, screamed loudly at the news. the two quickly hugged and continued yelling together. after a moment, yunho threw the door of the bathroom open in concern, a towel barely hanging around his still soaking waist.

"what?! what's going on?!!"

"seonghwa found the guy from earlier!!" wooyoung shouted. yunho let out a deep breath of relief, leaning over to rest his hands on his knees.

"are you fucking with me? i thought something bad happened!" yunho shouted back as he took a nearby pillow and threw it at his friends. with the excessive movement of his body, his towel loosened and fell to the floor. seonghwa and wooyoung immediately yelled again and shielded their eyes from the unwanted nude visual in front of them.

"jeong yunho!!" seonghwa scolded as he turned away.

"sorry!" yunho hurriedly grabbed the towel and disappeared into the bathroom again.

"at least he's hot..?" wooyoung said slowly.

seonghwa shivered.

"..nasty ass," he mumbled with a small swat at wooyoung's shoulder.

[jeon-ify]

that night : j. yunho - pt. 1

a/n: this is my first actual fic since i’ve just been posting scenarios and requests :3 !! this idea came from listening to ‘you broke me first’ by tate mcrae. its a great song and it reminds me of yunho but toxic yunho. it would kinda be good if you listen to the song while reading !! idk girl i just write

genre: smut, drama, early 20s- mid 20s romance, toxic/dark romance, 18+

warnings: smut, dark romance, toxic!yunho, yunho has a threesome with y/n’s best friends, yunho is a cheater, reader swears a lot, yunho calls reader a psychotic bitch, san is a druggie, alcohol, cocaine, yunho begs, yunho gets sad and guilty, reader claims she moved on, san is annoying as hell, wooyoung is readers bestie!!

“san! i haven’t talked to you in so long, i’m sorry! how have you been?” your phone rang, you look to see that san called you about 20 times. you’ve been ignoring him, since he’s done almost every drug under the sun in the past year since you all have moved to different cities.

“man I called you 6 times. stop playing dumb. yunho’s asking about you again, please call him back. i’m sick of his shit.” san sniffles sharply. you’re sure he’s doing crack again, but when is he not?

you did not want to hear about yunho. you haven’t heard about or seen him in almost 4 years now, recovering from that night.

~~~~~~~~~~~

you call yunho, in hopes that he’d pick up. you left him a voicemail asking if he’d want anything from target when you were off work tonight.

*hello!! it’s yunho, sorry i couldn’t take your call. leave a message and i’ll call back!*

“i’m gonna stop at target, babe. did you want anything? love you, call me back.”

you finish your target run, grabbing a set of shampoo and conditioner and other necessities as you’ve been out of your favorites for a week now. you step out of the car, grabbing your bags and unlocking the door to yunhos apartment. you didn’t live with him, but you practically did since you were there almost every day of the week.

“~yuyu, fuck its so good! so big!” “you fuck us so good oh my god.”

“you’re both so fuckin’ pretty. my god.”

no fucking way.

your heart dropped to your ass, at a loss of every word in the dictionary. you felt like you were being run over by a truck 100 times over.

it felt like every moment with yunho was flashing at once.

he told you he loved you a million times a minute, you thought you were the only one. you thought that yunho would love you and only you, but how could you be so stupid to trust anyone else again?

you walk to where the noise is coming from, tears flooding your eyes, threatening to fall. the door is cracked a little, you see a pile of black hair and red hair mixed, one on top of the other. one of the girls has a tattoo on her wrist while the other has one too— it looks all too familiar.

one tattoo being a moon, the other being a sun.

your best friends.

you want to cut off the star tattoo on your wrist so fucking bad. how could they ever betray you like this? they never approved of yunho, but he’s inside both of them, fucking them on your shared bed. in your (what was once) home.

you didn’t even want to acknowledge the situation, instead you dropped the target bag at the door of the bedroom, leaving as soon as you could.

hours later, yunho calls. no answer.

you stare as your phone rings.

*32 missed calls from yuyu 🫶🏻✨*

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: hey, sry i didn’t call back. where’d u go?

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: babe?

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: y/n, pick up the phone.

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: not funny.

Read at 12:43AM

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: ur reading my fkn messages but ur not answering n its pissing me off

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: alr whatever lmao dnt pick up.

Today at 5:21AM

yuyu 🫶🏻✨: i cnt sleep, thibkin about yoj

*2 missed calls from yuyu 🫶🏻✨*

you watch your phone ring, waiting for the ringing to stop. your tears flow, deciding to call him back.

“baby? my fucking god, i mis-missed you. *hiccup* had me worried sick.” he slurs. he’s fucking crying.?

“you’re a fucking liar. my best friends? you’re drinking, you piece of shit. and you’re fucking crying?”

“relax, they’re not your best friends and i know that cus they did that to you, plus me and you baby, we don’t belong to each other. been wanting to leave. felt so fucking locked up. you won’t let me do what i want, you controlling fucking psychotic bitch.”

what the fuck.?

you watch the time on the phone call increase as he mumbles what you really meant to him.

you feel like you really did trap him, but you both didn’t agree on a poly relationship. for him to fuck your best friends is an insane thing to do to someone.

you end the phone call after 57 minutes of yunho talking about how much he fucking hated you for never letting him fuck your friends.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“i’m never talking to that piece of shit again and never bring him up to me. i have things to do, i’ll text you.”

you hung up the phone after 35 seconds.

you’ve grown past the situation with yunho, healing and becoming a better person. you were single, traumatized from your past relationships being a burden on you. but, your best friend wooyoung always supported you through and through. he wanted what was best for you, even though he introduced you to yunho. it wasn’t wooyoungs fault that yunho had fucked up (or was already fucked up), he just wanted to help you find someone. you had your own apartment, your own car and your own lash studio. you were booked for days on end, always working and being your own person.

but, with healing comes pain.

you’d occasionally think about yunho, how he’d pamper you in gifts and he’d take you anywhere you wanted. you thought about the nights that you’d cried to him, he’d hold you in his warm chest, making sure you were held and you didn’t feel alone. you sometimes still toss around in bed, thinking yunho was next to you, on your right side. you’d still bake matcha and white chocolate cookies as if he’d eat them with you, a reminder that you loved yunho— as your love language was baking— and every time you see those cookies, your heart begins to ache.

you pick up your phone and text your best friend, as he’s the only person you go to for anything.

—————-

to: woo 🧍🏻‍♀️

y/n: bitch get up

y/n: r u awake yet

y/n: GET THE FUCK UP BRO ITS AN EMERGENCY

y/n: if ur not up in the nect 5 minutes i’m calling the cips

y/n: next *^ & cops^*

y/n: man i just need to talk 😩 san called me

*seen*

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: girl what the FUCK

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: did u call the cops yet

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: is the cop hot

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: bitch WHI CALLED

woo 🧍🏻‍♀️: im calling u rn answer

your best friend calls you in no less than 3 minutes after your series of texts.

“why is san calling you? what’d he want?” wooyoung asks, concern masking his voice.

“woo, i just started feeling like i finally moved on from all that bullshit. he fucking calls me like ‘oh yunho wants to talk to you’ and i’ve been dodging yunho for fucking ever. i know he’s been calling me but-“ you ramble to him. he cuts you off, questioning:

“did you ask him what he wanted from you?”

“it doesn’t matter because im over it and im over fucking everything. its all bad news and i don’t wanna go down that hole again, woo. if you’re so curious ask him yourself. i don’t care and i honestly don’t wanna know.”

“okay. i won’t ask.” wooyoung says in defense. he has a sixth sense, and his sense is telling him that maybe something is wrong with yunho, or maybe he wants to try to give you the closure you deserve. though he already gave you closure— just not the kind you expected from someone you’ve loved for 6 years.

but a part of you really wanted to know why he called. a little portion of your heart still aches for yunho, but you’re healing, remember?

the phone call ends after small talk, and you stare at yunho’s contact info for 7 minutes. you open messages and read the last message he sent you. you have him blocked, but you know it’s his number.

May 19th, 2021 at 3:21AM

*You have new messages from (***)***-**** *

(***)***-****: baby, i’m so sorry.

(***)***-****: you won’t ever forgive me, but i’ve changed. my star, my love, my moon, my sun.

(***)***-****: i can’t sleep anymore.

(***)***-****: i’ll leave you alone, okay?

December 10th, 2022 at 1:21AM

(***)***-****: i can’t live without you.

(***)***-****: it’s been so fucking long

(***)***-****: js need to see ur face. keep staring at the same pic but it was so long ago

(***)***-****: my messages are green, why are they green?

(***)***-****: i met someone today, his name started with an M but i can’t remember what his name was

(***)***-****: he’s helping me heal. ik i don’t deserve to heal but i wanna be better bc u deserve better

(***)***-****: i wanna be the one for u my love

(***)***-****: i fucked up but pls believe me when i say i’ll change for u bb

(***)***-****: i’m going to sleep, goodnight my angel

January 8, 2023 at 7:08PM

(***)***-****: everythibg remjnds me of u baby

(***)***-****: ur everywhere i go

(***)***-****: ur everything i see

(***)***-****: mingi won’t let me live diwn what i did to u

(***)***-****: i deserve to fucking die

(***)***-****: i really lost u

Today at 10:32PM

(***)***-****: i still miss you, my love.

(***)***-****: want you to carry my children and be in my life forever.

(***)***-****: i’ve bettered myself. i’ve changed, please let me see you again.

*seen*

shortly after you open his book of messages, your phone rings.

*2 missed calls from (***)***-**** *

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you watch your phone ring twice, your heart dropping 6 times over, you didn’t think he would be this bad about it, but maybe he aches for you the same way you ache for him.

maybe yunho is sorry. maybe he changed and maybe he wants to be with you again.

your phone rings again, the same phone number showing up, as your shaky hands press the green button.

silence. the first 8 seconds is silent as yunho tries to process and come up with what he’ll say to you.

he tried calling you for 3 years on end, you’d blocked him. he was so used to your voicemail being the only thing left of you to heal him.

“h-hello?” there it is. the voice you refused to hear for almost 4 years, its there. it’s no longer only in your head, it’s his voice on the other side of the 7 inch screen against your ear.

his voice makes your stomach twist and turn, your hands sweating as your chest forms a hole within itself.

“you don’t need to say anything, just listen to me, hm? you can hang up any second you want, but if your heart still aches for me the way mine does for you, you’d listen.

my love. i’ve ruined you and tore you to shreds. i don’t even know where i begin. you are the most precious thing that has ever happened to me. the minute you entered my life, i took you for granted and fucked up. i didn’t realize how much i loved you or how much you meant to me until you left. that night is a blur to me, you didn’t deserve any of that. you deserve to be treated like royalty, you deserve to be treated in the most beautiful and enchanting way because that is how you made me feel. but i went and fucked that up for the both of us. i didn’t mean what i said to you. i was drunk but that’s no excuse to talk to you the way i did. it’s not right. it never was.

the only time i ever find myself doing right is when i beat myself up for doing you wrong.

i stay at the same apartment, san comes over and does whatever he needs to do but i haven’t touched a drug since you left me. the minute you left was the minute i decided to better myself. mingi is helping me be the person i want to be for you. my god, i hate myself for everything ive done to you. i’m not asking for your forgiveness, i know you won’t give it to me. but i want you to know that i still am here and i still love you. i love you better and i love you the way you deserve.

are you still with me, y/n?”

he breathes. you breathe. you finally breathe.

“i- yunho. i don’t know how to feel about any of this, you really hurt me and i can’t trust anyone anymore. you fucked my best friends, in our room. i don’t even know why i even looked at my phone or why i even answered san when he called me. i’m doing better, but you calling me again is really making me feel like i’m falling down that hole again.” you try your hardest to not let him hear you grow weak to his confession. his heart caved in, and his stomach grew empty when you’d brought up his mistake.

“i understand. i won’t push or do anything to make you uncomfortable. but, i want to have coffee with you, or one of us can come over and we can talk about this, hm?”

you sigh. you felt like all the healing and all the self care you’ve been doing is going straight down the drain.

but do you wanna listen to what he has to say?

“i’m free tomorrow afternoon. but i can’t stay long.” is all you say. you don’t wanna keep this conversation going, nor do you even want to talk about this at all. you are growing selfish; only wanting to see yunho because you miss the attention you used to get from him.

“as long as i get to see you, its okay. i look forward to talking to you, y/n. been waiting forever. is 4:30 fine with you?” he sniffles and lets out a calm chuckle from within his throat.

he’s aching just as much as you are.

“yes. goodnight, yunho.”

“goodnight, star.” that nickname. the same nickname that dragged you into his lore. he speaks lightly. the phone call ends and he sounds like an angel, making your head spin and your heart confused.

you don’t know whether to trust yunho again because, maybe, he is sorry. maybe he wants to make things right with you.

for the rest of the night, you cannot sleep. you don’t decide on going tomorrow, you really don’t want to face yunho after what he did to you. after 4 hours of tossing and turning, rereading texts from yunho, drinking water, and listening to nothing but the buzzing in your ear, you finally manage to get sleep.

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first fic!! yay!! i know yall are gonna hate yunho because what he did to y/n is trash and ass and all of the above. i hope you guys start to understand yunho further in the story. idk what im gonna do with this fic but i hope i come up with part 2 in a timely manner cus i dont want it to be dragged lol. but!!!!!!!!!! i hope you all like this fic just as much as i HATE it 😋

[tsukisrants]

Pretty Please

pairing: jeong yunho x afab! reader

word count: 1.2k

warnings: oral sex (male receiving), rough oral sex, face-fucking, verbal degradation, hair-pulling, name-calling, praise, manhandling, facial, cum-play, possessive behavior, sex on camera, face-slapping.

summary: yunho loves you and trusts you, but you’re still his. sometimes he thinks you need a little reminder.

There’s something about him. About Yunho.

It's probably the way he starts to undress when he's angry or nervous.

Not necessarily with you, but in this case, I imagine you may have made him angry or even jealous. Maybe because he saw you talking to Seonghwa. You two laughing together and being so close.

He feels a little threatened, or more than anything, he's so possessive that he can't imagine or think of seeing you close to anyone else: you're his.

His, and only his. You belong to him.

You've come home after talking and having a small fight in the car. You know he's jealous, and you've already explained to him that he has no reason to be. He trusts you, he really does.

Yunho would never think of you as a cheater or doubt the love that he knows you have for him. Still, it’s like an itch.

He needs to have you. To see you under him and remind you of your place. As soon as you step inside your house, you try to speak.

"Shut up," he growls.

You startle, but nod. A faint "sorry" still escapes you. He raises an eyebrow. "Quiet," he retorts.

As he takes off his jacket and throws it on the floor, he looks at you. His gaze so deep and dark that you can feel the weight of it on your skin.

"On your knees," Yunho orders you.

You fall on the ground.

You look up at Yunho from below. He towers over you, running a hand through his hair. He unfastens his belt. He grabs a part of it and uses it to stroke your cheek.

To caress it, and you feel the smell of leather filling your nose and making you dizzy with it.

It’s addicting.

Then, catching you off guard, he uses it to slap you.

You gasp and flinch. You move your knees and get closer to him.

He unzips his pants. You watch, lost in every little movement he makes. Yunho’s hands moving, his rings shining under the dim light of the room.

"M-more..." you whisper.

He laughs. He does it while taking off his shirt.

Then, his gaze becomes much darker. "What do you say?" He asks. He’s mean.

You gasp. “P-please, more..."

He satisfies you. He uses the belt to slap you again, and the shiver that runs through your body is so damn dirty.

So perverse, and you want more.

You need more.

Yunho reads it in your eyes as he rubs the belt on your closed lips. Then, he grows tired of your silly little game. He wants more. He needs more.

"Do you want my cock?" he asks.

You nod, grabbing onto his pants with your hands. You want it so much.

"Whose? Mine? Or maybe this whore would like anyone's cock, huh? Will any cock do, little slut?"

You shake your head, desperate. Tears in your eyes, you deny it. You deny it because it's only him you want. Only Yunho can have you.

"N-no! No, only yours. P-please. I only want you, o-only want Yuyu’s cock..."

He smiles.

He grabs his phone from the back pocket of his pants. Yunho opens the camera, and you widen your eyes. You don't stop. You keep begging him.

"Your tongue," he says. "Stick out your tongue."

You do it. You look at him, your tongue out and drops of saliva running down from it.

He touches himself over his boxers, finally abandoning his pants to his ankles. Then, he lowers the boxers too. His cock collides with your face, hard and shiny. The red and wet tip pulsates in front of your lips. In front of your tongue.

He holds the camera while, grabbing himself, he rubs his cock on your face. On your cheeks, on your lips, until he slams it several times on your tongue.

"Kiss it," he orders.

You kiss it. You kiss his cock, licking it all the way. You go down, licking every part of him.

“Good girl. Show me how much you like it. Make out with my cock, slut.” Yunho’s words sting you in the best way possible. They make your panties even wetter and your pussy even needier.

You follow his orders, because how could you not?

You lick it, you rub your tongue all over the shaft of his cock, making it as messy as possible for him.

"You’re such a fucking whore, aren’t you? Do you like it? Do you want it in your mouth?"

You nod, desperate.

“Then ask nicely for it,” Yunho grunts, pushing your head down.

“P-please. Pretty please, M-may I? May I have it?”

He doesn’t answer, he just forces the tip of it in your mouth and touches the rest of his cock while you keep him warm, recording the scene. "Say my name. Look at the camera and say my name, princess."

You look up. Going back up his length, you repeat his name like a litany. You beg him, telling him how much you want him.

"This mouth is mine, isn't it? Just a warm hole for me to fuck, little one. Don't worry," he whispers.

Yunho strokes your hair. He finally sinks into your mouth. All the way down. He pushes his cock against your tongue and down, until it collides with your throat.

"I'll fill you up, I'll fill this slutty hole up. Suck it, and don't you dare look away. Look at the camera while you choke on my cock, Y/n," you hear him moan.

It's all so damn dirty.

You gasp and moan. You whine with your mouth full of his cock. Your mouth stretched out, you feel the pain of it in you cheeks.

You take it all: you lick it and taste the salty flavor. You let Yunho use you and let the tears fall from your eyes.

You never look away from the camera. You put on a good show for him, clenching your legs as you think about him touching himself over the footage, or showing it to his friends.

He fucks your mouth for a while. Until he starts to feel pleasure slipping out of his control. "Where do you want it? In your mouth or on your face?” he manages to say.

In response, you step back and stick out your tongue, using your hand to bring him to his peak. He grabs your hair and pulls it forcefully. It hurts.

It hurts so good.

"Say it. If you want my cum on your face, you have to ask for it like a polite little girl," he growls.

You tremble and his body is seized by spasms: he is close. So close.

"C-cum on my face," you plead. You say it proudly, almost smiling.

"F-fuck!"

White spurts cover your tongue. Yunho’s cock throbs in your hands, and he comes abundantly on your face, again and again.

It’s sticky and salty and such a comfortable weight on your flushed face.

It drips down your cheeks and lips, and you move your tongue to collect as much of his cum as you can.

He helps you: rubbing his thumb on your face and feeding it to you. “You better not waste it, baby. I made it for you, didn’t I?” Yunho says with a fucked out expression and a smirk on his pretty face.

Every drop is fed to you and pushed between your swollen lips, and you drink it all.

When you’re all cleaned up and with a full tummy, Yunho turns the camera. He kneels in front of you and kisses you.

"You’re the only one I love, you know?" you ask.

"I know,” he answers. He does.

[winterviolet1]

Ateez Reaction: Their S/O Ex show up/is mention

(Warning: Mentions of Abuse, Mention of Cheating, fight, blood, Self-harm)

Their S/o ex shows up

HongJoong:

(Mention of Cheating)

HongJoong has been with you since the day your Ex decided to cheat on you with another person. You were grateful to have him as your boyfriend now for how sweet, loving and caring guy he is. You two have been dating for almost 2 years now while when you were with your Ex, you were only dating your ex for 3 month before you discover their cheating.

As you and HongJoong were going on on a date when he came back from his tour. HongJoong was taking you to your favor restaurant where you unfortunately met your ex there. They were a waiter of that place and you of course didn't want to ruin the date cause of them being there so you tried to ignore them the best you could. HongJoong being the boyfriend he is, can see and sense that something was bothering you as he look to see your ex doing someone order away from the two of you.

"It's alright Hun, I'm here and I won't let that cheater hurt you anymore"

SeongHwa:

(Warning: Blood, minor injury)

Seonghwa knows how your past was with your last ex. Before you and SeongHwa started dating, you were in a very toxic relationship with your ex that just control what you wear, places you could go and etc. You finally broke it off with your ex when they pressured you to work out and eat less food cause you were 'TO FAT' for their liking.

You met SeongHwa at a coffee shop a month after the breakup and has been around him since he invited you to a coffee date. Now into 3 years of the two of you dating, SeongHwa was taking you out on a walk to the park of the event that was going on. You were happy to have SeongHwa as your boyfriend cause he would always listen and help with some advice and comfort you when you vent. When you and SeongHwa arrive to the park, You stop in your track and was scary as Seonghwa looked at you before turning to look at the direction you were looking at. Your Ex was here as if he was looking for someone but when they turn to see you. You saw fire in their eyes as they came over which SeongHwa had you get behind him.

"You have some nerves show your face around us" SeongHwa said bitter to your ex. "Move it man, I'm taking Y/n back" Your ex demanded but SeongHwa wasn't allowing them. Your ex soon lost their patience and punched Seonghwa cause him to get a nose bleed. Someone from the background tackle your ex and handcuff them as the person who tackled was a policeman. You were glad your ex was gone but was worried about Seonghwa.

"I'm alright love it's just a minor injury, We'll come back here tomorrow"

Yunho:

(Mention of Abuse)

You and Yunho has been dating for 1 and a half. You were still opening up to him cause of your last relationship with your ex. You been through a traumatic past with your ex when they were abusive.

Your ex was a alcoholic and drug addict asshole. Also mentally abusing you with harsh words and mentions of no one would love except them. Yunho was your best friend at the time and whenever your ex decided to go out to drink. You would run to his place and ask for comfort which Yunho was more then happy to provide. You ended things with your ex after he tried to hurt you with a broken bottle. Now Yunho was here with you and both of you were happy to have each other.

Walking back from the store you and Yunho was shopping at. Yunho took your hand in his as he stops from going any further. You were confused at first on what was wrong til you heard a familiar voice calling out to you. You quickly hid behind Yunho as he made sure to keep between you and your ex. Your ex wasn't looking the best from before but you didn't care cause you didn't want to do anything with them anymore.

"it's alright Babe, we're going to take a detour away from this trash"

Yeosang:

(On good terms)

You and your ex broke up on good terms. Neither of you were feeling the same after dating for only 5 months. You were busy and so we're they which led you both to breaking up.

After a few months of finally being less busy and having more free time. You met Yeosang at the park when he was skating around on his skateboard. You and him talked for a bit which led you to get to know each other more. After a year of hanging out, Yeosang asked you out which you happily agree to. Now you and Yeosang have been dating for 2 and a half year, You were happy to be in the relationship with him.

As you and Yeosang were at your place having a movie night. You heard a knock on your door causing you to pause the movie and go see who it was. It was your ex and you were surprised to see them. Yeosang was in the background watching since he had never met your ex before. After you and your ex chat for a little and they left, Yeosang came over and hugged you from behind as he placed a kiss on your cheek.

"Shall we get back to the movie love"

San:

(Warning: Fighting, Blood, Minor Injury)

San and you have been dating for over 3 years now. You met San during the day your broke up with your ex cause they were getting pretty violent. San was a sweet yet Mischief guy that would tease and flirt with you. You and him click when your ex came one day and demanded you to come back and be theirs again. You weren't the type to give in and told them no.

San basically protected you and sent your ex run after beating them a bit. Now here you were, holding hands and enjoying your time with your handsome boyfriend as San was taking to go see a movie. On your way to the movies, you encounter your ex again after those 3 years and they were still as nasty as ever. Before either one of could say a word to your ex. They came running and threw a punch at you but San quickly stop it.

San wasn't the type to let anyone happy to his lover. Stoping your ex from hitting you and threw his own punch. The two of them fought til San made enough and knocked your ex out. He was a bit bang up but nothing to major like a broken bone happen surprisingly.

"You try to hurt my sweetheart again, you'll end up in hospital"

Mingi:

(Mention of Cheating, fights)

You as Mingi S/O have been dating for only a year since you last broke up with your ex. Your ex was cheating on you with his ex after you were engaged with them for a few months. You weren't good at keeping you emotion under control after discovering the affair.

one let to another and a fight between the two of you wasn't pretty. When you broke up with they cause of their unfaithfulness and had the fight. Mingi was your next door neighbor and could hear all the commotion when you kicked your ex and his affair partner out of your apartment. After some time of calming down and doing some rethinking of your choices. Mingi came into your life with with his big heart. Today Mingi and you were gonna in the middle of moving out cause you grown tired of your place.

As you and Mingi putting boxes into the moving truck. Your ex came around and causing you to pause in your moving. You were surprised to see them but then glared cause you weren't happy about it. Mingi was behind ya and saw your ex as you were tense and knew you were inching for a fight. Mingi being your sweet and loving boyfriend, he pulled you to him as he was show your ex that you were his lover now.

"Sorry they sir/ma'am, this one is my baby now so get lost"

Wooyoung:

(Mention of Abuse, Blood, Self-harm)

Wooyoung , your boyfriends of 10 months has been with you since you escaped from your ex and your family. You had been through so my abuse in your life that you were numb to the pain til Wooyoung was around to help open the feeling of love and kindness once again. You and your ex were never on good term after your family introduced you to them. you were stuck in the relationship with your ex for 2 years thanks to your family and them. When your finally got free and took off running, You encounter Wooyoung on accident when you were hiding in an alley. Wooyoung was just return to his dorm when he saw you cowering behind a dumpster. After a few convincing words and Wooyoung taking you to his dorm to get you patch up. You explained to him what happen and why you were in this position.

After being away from your ex and family for a few years. Wooyoung confess his feeling towards you and you were happy since you to feel the same with him. Today Wooyoung was out for his comeback dance practice and told you he would be back when he's done. You were in the bathroom getting ready for a warm bath til you looked at yourself in the mirror. Insecurities and memories of the past was effecting you badly that you wanted to end everything, taking a razer from the closet. You started to cut yourself and sob at the fact that you weren't prefect in your eyes which made thing more difficult for you to stop. What you didn't know was the fact that Wooyoung came home early and was looking for you. When you heard the door to the bathroom open, you looked in the mirror to see a shock Wooyoung as he came over and took away the blade.

Wooyoung asked why you would do such a thing to yourself. You couldn't answer cause you were sobbing up a storm. Wooyoung being sweet was taking care of your wounds before pulling you into a comforting embrace.

"Baby I'm here okay, I would never let your family and ex hurt you again no matter what"

JongHo:

(On good term)

You and Jongho were dating over a year. You met when your ex broke up with you at the party you both attended. After your ex left you and you were basically left alone. Jongho came up to you and asked if you were alright. After you explain to him what happen and why you were alone. Jongho took it upon himself to bring you home that night.

After your meeting with Jongho, You met again at a store and another time at the library. After awhile of know each for about 8 months, Jongho asked you out and you happily took his offer. Today Jongho took you to the gym cause he though you would like to see and maybe participate in some training with him. It was not something you excepted for a date but it was still nice cause you're here with him. While the two of you were doing some training together, you pause to see someone come in and was surprised to see your ex was here.

Even tho now you were on good terms. It still feel awkward being around them when they the one that dumped you at the party. Jongho paused his route to look at what you were seeing and saw your ex from afar.

"Don't worry about them princess/prince, You have me now here so let go some where else for a break"

[multiwreckedmess]

obsessed obsessed obsessed w cheater yunho & yn <3 not a request but like, could u tell us a bit about their dynamic before yn got a bf + how he reacted when she got one pls 🥹 im so intrigued by them

absolutely!

I think what i've alluded to most is that yn and yunho dated prior to her getting a new boyfriend and that yunho was the one who cheated. yn broke it off upon uncovering that fact.

Yunho has never respected her new boyfriend as his competition although acknowledged the dynamic. It's the idea of "once you've had me you won't accept a substitute." This new guy is just such a cheap copy he can't possibly take their relationship seriously. He's a temporary obstacle to what yunho views as the end goal, them being back together.

yn as a character is extremely concerned with public appearance so being cheated on by Yunho was not just and emotional knife but a public embarrassment, even if they'd agreed not to talk about it. Its bad enough that it takes two to tango. For her, getting an acceptable replacement was more than just to feel wanted again, it was to appear to be doing just as good if not better than Yunho after their split, regardless of her actual emotional life.

It's like someone who doesn't know their addicted. the harder the denial the worse the fall. In a way, in this universe, Yunho is right about their inevitability but for the wrong reasons.

ngl all this gabbing is giving an idea for a thing but i cannot I CANNOT i gotta write other things

[madame-periwinkle]

Ateez Reaction - Cheese Touch

Genre: Crack, Reaction

Word Count: Almost 500

Disclaimer: Unserious and not an a real depiction of Ateez

It all started with a moldy piece of cheese. No one knows exactly who or when, but someone in the kpop industry placed their fingers on it. It soon spread, to the point where idols would pass each other with their fingers crossed whenever they were on music shows or festivals. Eventually, it mades its way to eight certain people.

Hongjoong

Cares the least out of all eight of them

Yeah, he tried so hard in the beginning

He was chasing people (Wooyoung) down and everything

But that got exhausting real fast

He has better things to do

Tired Dad

The Cheese Touch will die with him

Seonghwa

Oh it's on for Seonghwa

Takes it seriously

He's running after everyone screaming

Not the best strategy, so he has a tough time

Seonghwa eventually rage quits

But he keeps track of the scores and statistics

Yes, it's Mingi's 46th time getting the cheese touch

Yunho

Yunho loves a good game

Of course he's a sweat

While he can outrun a lot of members due to his long legs, Yunho relies on guerilla (break the wall) warfare

He's willing to shove himself into the tightest corners and wait for hours

Disguised as the bathroom door to jump Seonghwa

Unanimously declared the best player

Yeosang

Not too much of a serious player

So it's not surprising that he's not the best player

Anyways he thinks it's dumb for the most part

He keeps his mouth shut when he gets the cheese touch

He will walk up to someone randomly and get cuddled

But then he gently taps their shoulders

"Cheese touch"

San

Oh lord

Takes it the most serious

Fingers crossed 24/7

Partner in crime: Wooyoung

Pre-made speeches for when he tags someone and when he gets tagged

Will fall to the ground dramatically, singing when he gets the cheese touch

Mingi

Biggest victim

Got a trophy made from cheese for being the most tagged

It's not like he's the easiest victim

Hongjoong, and even Yeosang are easier targets

But what's the fun in that?

Mingi will scream, and jump in the air with his skyscraper legs

Usually he ends up passing the cheese touch right back to whoever tagged him as revenge

Wooyoung

San's partner in crime

But Wooyoung here is a cheater

He's pretty much teamed up with everyone

How else will he get the best view?

Doesn't take it too seriously as a player

But he sure finds it funny whenever someone gets tagged

cackling, phones out

He will send it to the groupchat

Jongho

He will do everything to not be last

While usually somewhat docile, the hyungs learned the hard way that he will put them in a headlock

However, on the rare occasion where he has the cheese touch, Jongho becomes a menace

He'll wait a few days to make everyone nervous

And wiggle his fingers over the members

When his members least expect it, Jongho will swoop in and pass the cheese touch

[pixlpxie]

Astroyongie could literally hurt idols images, she throws out scandals but won’t put the idols name to protect them. But yet throws it out how you can easily tell which idols she’s talking about, she even claims yunho is a cheater, mingi is a dependency relationship souly because of how dependent they are on one another, she’s just all over the place. She hates on chan a lot as well, which I feel like if the members were in relationships they’d tattle on themselves so hard without realizing it bc that’s just how they are w atiny. Teez is so open about everything, San even tells when he farts dude, like come on.

Thats sick and twisted omfg 😭 im glad i never came across that blog i don't wanna see dumb shit like that 🧍🏻‍♂️also you're right, not just that but those bitches don't even have a dating ban i don't think theyd care abt spoiling their relationships either lmao 💀

[tinybeetiny]

Sit and Watch How It’s Done: J.Y PREVIEW

SMUT | 18+ | MDNI

Siiiiggghhh this has been in the works for quite a while…. Anyways here’s a litttle sneaky peaky

->Starring: YunhoXAfab!Reader ft. Mingi and San

->Genre: A little bit of Angst, Smut

->Cw: Explicit language, unprotected sex, cheater Mingi, cuckhold Mingi!!???, mean Yunho, big dick Yunho, overstimulation, praise, degradation, slight dacryphilia, creampie, squirting, let me know if I missed anything

Full fic

His forehead rests against yours as he fucks you deep. "Did he ever make you cum like this hm?" You barely comprehend his question as his hips move faster. You shake your head "Wow Min, you can't even make your girlfriend cum and yet you think you're good enough to cheat tsk tsk tsk" If there was ever a time Mingi wished the ground would swallow him whole it would be now and to make things worse his dick was painfully hard, the scene in front of him hotter than he'd like to admit.

[fxckteez]

ATEEZ AS CRIMINALS

HONGJOONG

Boss! It couldn't be another thing. He leads, he commands, he wants everything done by his way, and you better do whatever he's asking you to.

SEONGHWA

Cheater. Ok cheater is not exactly a crime, but he is Hongjoong's right hand, so he's gonna cheat about bets, about agreements or anything that can be a benefit to his team.

YUNHO

Kidnapper. I won't elaborate about that, just close your eyes and think about it. 😏

YEOSANG

Hacker. He would find out every secrets from his team's enemies. Nothing can be unnoticed by him.

SAN

Illegal racing. He's such a millionaire because he can easily win any bet.

MINGI

Drug dealer. Not even FBI is enough to catch this man. You can find any drugs you want with him.

WOOYOUNG

Thief. My cellphone is here... ops isn't here anymore. Be careful, he's pretty talented and he could take everything he wants from you. And of course you wouldn't notice it.

JONGHO

Bomb maker. He likes to explode places just for fun.

[wakeupfreanz]

Who from Ateez is most likely to cheat? 👀

Let's see.

Hongjoong: 4oW, likely yes. But it'd take him a LONG time to be driven to the madness of cheating on a partner. He'd find himself unsatisfied with the act of cheating probably. Seonghwa: 10oW, likely not. He'd die before cheating on a partner. He wouldn't be able to live with the guilt. Mingi: 4oS, likely not. It'd tear him up inside and he wouldn't be able to take the fact that he'd go so far to hurt someone else. San: KoS, likely yes. But I could see him suggesting something like opening up the relationship before resulting to sneakily organizing cheating. I can see him living a double life very well. Wooyoung: KnoW, likely yes. He seems to be constantly testing or having his boundaries tested for fun. Yikes, hate this for anyone he dates. Tbh, he is the most likely. But lowkey watch out for the other cheaters in the group bc yikes. Yeosang: PoP, likely yes. It seems he would go see someone else to fulfill his other needs but somehow feel like he was still being loyal to his original partner. Very denialist and ...lame... Like refusal of accountability. Yunho: 8oS, likely not. Trying to hide it would really eat him up inside and he'd beat himself up as much as possible. Jongho: 6oS, likely yes. 100% in the name of messing with someone who makes him feel different or more comforted than his original partner. Once he finds the right person, he wouldn't stop messing with them once he got partner. Like he would fully lean into being selfish.