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Forget The Bed - Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk

W/C: 3.3K

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Prompts: “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.” + “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, reader doesn’t know how to give a blowjob or handjob, nicknames, nipple sucking, handjob, blowjob, kitchen sex, some hair pulling/tugging, marking, bruising, clit stimulation, fingering, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

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

As you were busy in the kitchen making lunch, your mind was preoccupied with another thought, you couldn’t really pinpoint when or how your mind had drifted off to that thought instead of focusing on making lunch with your boyfriend, Dawon. And he could see that you were a little absent-minded as you were making the food with him, he suddenly grabs onto your waist and pulls you to a halt and turns you towards him.

“Hey, what’s on your mind?” He asks. You blink up at him as you realise you had given away that something was bothering you and heavy on your mind. “You can tell me, I can see you’re not all here with me today, what’s up?” You begin to lower your eyes from his face.

“I uh…” You begin, feeling heat slowly travelling up your cheeks. “I uh, I don’t know what to do…” You could practically feel his confused stare at you as you spoke. “I… in the bed, when I… when I need to touch you, I’m clueless…” You hear him inhale sharply. “Like… I don’t know how… to make you feel good,” You see his hand come into your view before he lifts your chin with his index finger to have you look up at him.

“Where is this thought suddenly coming from?” He asks in a soft tone. “And that’s all right, that’s more than all right if you don’t know,” He places his thumb on your chin.

“I… I don’t know, to be honest…” You softly say. “It just… I don’t know when I started thinking about it…” He could see that the light and sparkle in your eyes had dimmed, and he hated seeing you this down about something like that. “I don’t know what to do…”

“Then let me teach you,” He says. “We all have to learn, and if you really want to know what to do, let me teach you,” He could see your eyes lighting up at his suggestion. “Do you want me to do that, baby?” You eagerly nod your head, the preparation of your lunch now completely out the window. You watch him look around the kitchen, he felt way too excited and way too eager to teach you what to do. “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here,” Your eyes widen as he releases your chin, and you watch him take a step back and curl his fingers around his pants and push it down along with his underwear.

“I… wha…?” You say, almost dumbfounded at how eager he was. He moves closer to the kitchen counter and lifts himself onto it and sits down on it, he reaches towards you and hooks a finger into the waistband of your pants and pulls you closer to him until you’re standing between his legs.

“Hmm, right here… you’re the perfect height right here,” He says. You lower your eyes and saw that all you had to do was bend over, and you would be right against his cock. “This way you’re not hurting your knees and legs either, and you can pull a chair closer if you want to sit down as well,” You swallow and slowly nod your head. “Ready, baby?” His tone had shifted, and you could feel the air shifting as well, the temperature felt a little warmer than a few moments ago. You could see that his eyes had visibly darkened as he was looking at you.

“I… uhm, yes…” You say and place your hands on top of his knees. “I… yes, I am,” You could feel your heart hammering in your chest and Dawon places a hand on your shoulder, making you look up at him.

“You can back out if you want to if you don’t want to do it now… just say the word,” He says, his eyes soft as he looks at you, but you could see the lust burning in them.

“Hyuk… I want to…” You say. “I just… wasn’t expecting this… reaction,” You squeeze your hand against his skin. “And not immediately like this either, I… but I want to, I want to do this, Hyuk,” He nods his head and reassuringly squeezes your shoulder. “What do I do first, besides… making you hard right now.”

“Relax,” He says. “You need to relax, feel over my thighs, touch them, squeeze them, kiss them, bite them,” You nod your head and slowly slide your hands higher up his thighs, making sure to lightly use your nails. “Ohh, like that, just like that,” You lean over and place a kiss on his knee before slowly kissing upwards, pausing once you reach his mid-thigh to nip at his skin. “Hmm… you’re a quick learner, baby,” Your hair falls over your shoulder and the ends brush against his thighs. “Ohh, oh… it's like every part of you is touching me,” You feel his fingers comb through your hair before he grips your locks into a rough make-shift ponytail and holds onto it.

“Should I go get a hair tie?” You ask before nipping at his skin again, you feel him half tug on your hair as you do. Your hands reach the top of his thighs, and you circle your thumbs over his skin.

“No, no need,” He says. “My hand is here to do the job,” He spreads his legs more, and you dip your head lower, your nose drags along his skin and your tongue pressed against his thigh as you move your head lower. “Ohh… are you sure you don’t know what to do?” You move your hands to the hem of his shirt and curl your fingers around the fabric.

“I wanna see your tattoos…” You mutter and lift his shirt, he releases your hair and lifts his arms for you to remove his shirt, you briefly pull away from his thigh to pull the shirt over his head before your head was right back to his inner thigh, kissing the spot. His hand comes back to your hair, quickly bunching it up in his hand again, while your lips before to move upwards along his inner thigh.

“I… baby, I… are you sure you don’t know what to do?” He asks, he could feel your lips getting closer to his cock that was just starting to get hard. You lift your head to look up at him and move your head to his side, moving completely away from his legs and cock to pay attention to the large Michael Jackson tattoo on his side, your lips brush over the inked skin and move higher and higher. “Ohh… fuck,” He sucks in a deep breath before taking his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I’m completely sure,” You mutter before your lips brush over his nipple, you look up at him, and he watches as your tongue slips past your lips before flicking over his nipple, you feel his grip on your hair tighten for a split second before it loosened. You press your hands against his thighs as you flick your tongue over his nipple again. “If I knew… then I would have known what to do last night,” Your fingers press into his thighs as you push your body more against his, your mouth moves higher and pause against his collar tattoo. You flatten your tongue against his skin and drag your tongue over the tattoo.

“O-ohh,” He breathes out. You had read somewhere that you had to pay attention to practically his entire body, and as much as you wanted to follow his advice, you wanted to mix some of the advice you got from online into the lesson. “Okay, Okay… but, oh…” His words die down as you bite down on his skin right next to the tattoo and begin sucking a mark into the spot. “Ohh, oh, fuck… that’s it, mark me up, baby,” Whatever he had wanted to say was now completely forgotten about. “Ohh, hmm,” Your fingers dig into his skin, most likely creating some light bruises.

You pull back from the mark you had just sucked into his skin and admire it for a moment, your teeth mark decorated it along with his skin that had turned a dark purple-red colour, you smile to yourself before kissing down his pecs before flattening your tongue against his chest and licking towards his nipple that had yet to receive attention. His other hand grabs onto your waist, and you feel his fingers dig into your skin through your clothes as you lick over his nipple before your lips close around the bud, and you suck on it.

“Fuck, Y/n, baby…” He groans out, he could feel his mind slowly starting to spin. Your body was unconsciously rubbing against his, and you suddenly freeze when you feel his cock pressing against your stomach, which was slightly exposed as your shirt had rid up. “Hmm, feel that… feel what you did to me,” You slowly begin sucking on his nipple again while instinctively moving your hand away from his thigh and to the base of his cock. “Ohh, oh, fuck, yes, you got it,” You instantly pull your hand away as you release his nipple.

“Fuck, shit, no, no, I don’t,” You quickly say, his eyes widen, unsure why you suddenly pulled away and worried that something had happened that caused you to abruptly do so. “Let me try again,” You bring your hand up to your mouth and lick a stripe over the palm of your hand before wrapping it around the base of his cock. “Okay… okay…” You watch him visibly tense as he feels the cold wet spot on your hand makes contact with his hardening cock.

“Fuuucckk,” His groan was low, and his lids fluttered for a moment. You lean over, and he watches you with intent, he hears your mouth moving along with a wet sound before his eyes completely shut as he feels hot warm liquid dripping onto the head of his cock. “Fuuuuckkkk, fuck, oh, fucking…” He could feel the liquid slowly turning cold as it runs along his length. “Oh, my fucking… Gawd…” His grip on your hair tightens and the moment he felt your hand slide along his cock to collect your spit, his head fell back, and he loudly swallows. “You’re doing good, more than good, fuck,” His legs jerk as he feels your lips make contact with the top of his thigh. “You gotta answer some questions for me after this, baby.”

“The answer is still no, I don’t know what I’m doing… I’m just going off instinct and what I read online,” You say as you lift your head. The head of his cock brushes against your cheek as you move your head higher, leaving a smear of your saliva and his pre-cum behind on your cheek. “But I’m getting so wet right now…” You feel his hand slide from your waist into the waistband of your pants and panties before you felt his fingers creeping over your mound before they reached your pussy. “Hmm, Hyuk…” You twist your hand around the base of his cock as his fingers slide over your folds and press down on them, causing a wet sound.

“You do sound fucking wet,” He mumbles, he presses a little harder against your folds and feel his fingers quickly becoming coated with your arousal as it pushes past your folds. “Fuck… this… this is getting you so wet,” His fingers circle over your clit and your hips buck forward against his hand. “Fuck…” You slide your hand along his length as he rubs his fingers over your clit. “Rub the tip.”

“Hmm, Hyuk… keep going,” You mutter. You twist your hand around his cock as it reached the tip. You slide your thumb over the head of his cock, over his slit, and hear him take in a sharp breath. “Feels good?” You do it again, and he lets out a shuddering breath, which causes your pussy to clench as you realise that you were making him feel that good. He slides his fingers along your pussy, and you feel two digits poking at your slit before they slip into you. “O-ohh,” Your back arches at the stretch of his fingers and your lids flutter as a blissful feeling goes through your body.

“Fuck, yes, it feels good,” He mutters and curls his fingers inside you, pressing the palm of his hand against your clit as he does. Your toes curl against the kitchen floor, and you almost grip his cock harder. “Gawd…” You lower down, and you look up at him as you move your hand down the length of his cock. “Oh… fucking…” You swipe your tongue over the tip, causing his muscles to twitch and his thighs to flex.

“I’m glad to hear that,” You say, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum on the tip of your tongue. “Let me make it feel better then,” You lick over the head once again and slide your tongue down, feeling the texture of his cock underneath your tongue. His breathing becomes harder, and you notice beads of sweat collecting onto his skin, and suddenly you were made away of your own sweat that was forming on your skin and making your clothes stick to your body.

“Ohh… fu-fucking hell…” He breathes out, his grip on your hair tightens as he feels your tongue sliding lower until it stops against your hand and slides back up to the head. “You don’t need to be taught…” Your hand twists at the base of his cock, and he lets out another groan. “Yo- FUCK!” He sits straight as your mouth wraps around the tip of his cock, his fingers begin to pump in and out of you, and you could feel your muscles tightening as a ball of pleasure was forming inside you. You place your tongue at the slit and glide the tip over it as you slowly bob your head up and down the tip. “Fuck, fuck…” His fingers begin moving faster the more you paid attention to his slit. “Oh-hh,” You slowly slide more of him into your mouth.

“Hmm,” You hum around him, and watch his lids flutter before he harshly tugs at your hair, pulling you off his cock, his fingers roughly pull from you, and he climbs off the kitchen counter, fire burning in his eyes and his body tense. “Hyuk…”

“I gotta be inside you right fucking now,” He mutters and backs you up towards the nearest wall. “I need to feel you…” His hands grab onto the hem of your shirt, and he lifts your shirt over your head, tossing it to the side before his hands were between you and the wall, undoing your bra and quickly discarding it. “Fuck, why do you have to wear so much clothes?”

“Then let me help,” You mutter and move your hands to your pants and curl your fingers around the waistband of them and your panties and push them down, you step out of him. Before you could even process the next move, he had lifted you and hooked your legs over his elbows, spreading you wide open for him and pushed his hips against yours, his cock pressed right against your pussy between your folds, you barely had enough time to grab onto his shoulders for support.

“Put it in,” He instructs. You reach with one hand and managed to wrap your hand around his cock and slowly slide him through your folds before you pushed the head into your entrance, you immediately let go and grab onto his shoulders tightly before he thrusts up into you.

“HYUK!” You gasp, feeling his cock swiftly fill you. You were both sensitive from touching each other, and you both knew, neither of you would last long. “FUCKING, GAWD!” His hands were firmly pressed into the wall as he held you up with his arms.

“Fuck, fuck… I’m gonna fucking blow soon,” He mutters. You watch his jaw clench as he tries to get his breathing under control. “Fuck…” He slowly pulls his hips back, his cock sliding out of you halfway before he was pushing right back into you.

“FUCK!” You cry out and press your head against the wall. The sound of your wetness moving quickly fills the kitchen as he finds a desperate pace for the both of you. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you begin turning your head from side to side. “Fuck, fUCK, Hyuk, oh my, Hyuuukkk,” The sound of your moans and his groans bounce off the kitchen walls, making it all sound so sinful.

“Fuck, fuck,” He breathes out. His fingers curl against the wall as he feels your walls clenching around him. “You’re mi-milking my cock s-so good,” Your eyes shut as you feel his pubic bone rub against your clit with each thrust, your breathing was fast and heavy as your high was rapidly approaching you.

“Hy-Hyuk, I’m gonna…” You mutter and clench your jaw as you try to hold on a little longer. You suck in your stomach as your muscles tighten up, your toes curl, and you close your eyes and see specs of dust floating behind your lids. “F-fuck… Hyyyuuuukkkk,” His thrusts were becoming uneven as he started to chase after his own high.

“F-fuck, me too,” He grunts out. You could feel sweat rolling down the back of your calve, you could feel your hair sticking to the back of your neck. “Fuck… baby, Y/n…” You could hear a strain in his voice as he was nearing his high. “FUCK!” Your back arches against the wall as you feel him thrust into you with such force. That’s when you felt yourself being filled with his hot cum, the feeling immediately causes the tension inside you to snap, the dust behind your eyes quickly turns into stars and your mind is thrown right into the clouds.

“HYYYUUUUKKKK!” You scream, you were certain his shoulders would be bruised with how hard you were gripping onto them. “OH, OHH!” Your body felt euphoric as you went through your high, it was an indescribable feeling that you were going through. His hips rock into yours at a fast pace before slowing down and coming to a halt with his cock growing soft inside you.

“Fuck… so good… so good,” He mutters. His lips press against your skin as he softly kisses that spot over and over again as the afterglow feeling begins to settle in, and the air surrounding you slowly begin to cool down and nip at your sweat-soaked skin. “You did good… without much of my help…” He lifts his head to look at you. “Where did you read?” You give him a tired smile and open your eyes.

“Do you really want to know?” You ask. He slowly lowers your legs to the ground, letting his cock slip out from you, he presses his body against yours to keep you standing upright.

“I do,” He says. “So I can get an idea of what you read,” You lick your lips.

“Well… it was from fan fiction actually…” You mutter. “I read that, but I didn’t think that if I followed what I had read that it would actually work,” He nods his head as a smile begins to form on his lips.

“Fan fiction…” He slowly says. You nod your head. “About who?” You could feel heat rising up to your cheeks.

“You…” You whisper. His lips immediately crash against yours at your words, he felt overwhelmed with love, he thought you might have read about someone else, but hearing it was about him had his heart growing, and he couldn’t help himself but kiss you this deeply, so show how much he loves you. The kiss lasted several seconds before he pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against yours, both your eyes closed as you both breathed in deeply.

“Let’s go get clean,” He whispers. “Let me take care of you now for doing so amazing, and being so amazing,” He takes your hand and gently pulls you away from the wall and leads you out of the kitchen and down the hallway towards your bathroom.

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CHERRY BLOSSOMS AND AMBER WOOD

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. reader and dawon are married. pairing. husband!dawon x wife!reader. wc. 1.1k. a/n. surprise i also write for sf9 (no one is surprised atp i start writing for new groups every day skdjks) also i think i discovered that shampoo is like the best smelling thing in the world so... yeah 👍 that was the whole idea of this fic ksjdks

“Come back, you smell good!” Your husband whined, already wrapped up in the sheets. You laughed, shaking your head at his clinginess. He really was like a child at times.

“I’m just going to brush my teeth, babe. It’ll only take two minutes.” You called back to him, already in the bathroom. He pouted at your response and fell back onto the pillows. 2 minutes felt like a long time, especially when he had just gotten back from a long business trip. It was late now, and all Sanghyuk wanted to do was cuddle under the covers with you as soon as possible.

There were many little things that had made him fall in love with you. It wasn’t entirely your looks (though, you were the most gorgeous woman to ever exist to him), or your personality, but the little things that made you, you. The habits and tendencies and constants— those were what Sanghyuk adored about you. The never changing mannerisms that he had grown all too fond of over the years.

It was how you liked to organise things on the shelf by size, not colour; or how you put your hair up and dressed in sweats when it was cleaning day (he would always think you looked the most attractive on cleaning days). It was the fruit smoothies that you would make for him without a recipe, yet they always ended up tasting better than what you could get in the store, and the way you were so attentive to him at all times, not just caring for his health, but remembering all the things he had said in the past. He commented on your necklace once, saying it was pretty? You’d be wearing it for the next date. He offhandedly said he wanted to try pottery? You had already scheduled a class to go to together.

And, especially, it was the way you smiled at him when you were tired. Your eyes looked so sleepy, but so content. Whenever you were wrapped up in his arms, he felt like he could die perfectly happy just like that. As long as you were right beside him, cuddling into his chest, mumbling about your day in a soft voice amongst smiles, he was the happiest man on Earth.

There was one more thing— possibly Sanghyuk’s favourite thing. Your hair. Not just how pretty it was, but how good it smelled. He always thought that the hair products you used must have some magical scents infused into them, because once you were out of the shower, Sanghyuk could never bring himself to separate from you. 

Your hair was so soft and smelled so sweet and clean and feminine— a scent that he could soak up every second of the day and never get tired of it. It was intoxicating, almost dizzying, and it made Sanghyuk feel euphoric that he could call you his. Like the prettiest cherry blossoms on a Spring day, or the sweetest fruit in the Summer sun, you were perfect in every sense.

You came back from the bathroom, teeth brushed and pyjamas on— ready to tuck yourself under the covers with him until the morning came. Sanghyuk opened his arms immediately, eager for you to be back where you belonged. You hugged yourself to his chest, relaxing at the feeling of his arms squeezing you with the perfect pressure, placing gentle kisses to your head.

“I’m serious, you smell so good.” He said again, this time in a whisper, nose happily buried between strands of your hair.

“You do, too.” You commented. While you smelled like flowers, Sanghyuk’s cologne lingered on his clothes from the morning, hitting your nose with hints of leather and amber wood.

“Never gonna get tired of you.” He mumbled, pulling you closer to his body. His hand snuck down to reach yours and he slowly laced his fingers with yours.

“I hope not, cause you already gave me a ring.” You smiled, and Sanghyuk laughed— the sound resonated in the room, making your heart do somersaults in your chest.

“It was the best thing I ever did.” He admitted, fingers fiddling with your engagement ring. It had already been 2 years since he had given it to you, yet he still thought about the moment daily.

You turned around in his arms, smiling as his eyes met yours. You raked up one of your hands to his cheek and he leaned into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed. You both let out simultaneous sighs— of tiredness and contentment and love. 

“I love you so much.” You smiled at him, murmuring out the words as you adored his sleepy face squished against the pillow.

“I do too, lovely.” He responded drowsily, but no less sincere in his words than if he had been more awake. 

“How much?” You asked, half joking and half curious to actually know how he’d respond. He let out a breath and then opened his eyes, wanting to be able to look at you as he responded. His eyes gazed over your face as he searched for the right words.

“...I love you more than I ever knew was possible for someone to love someone else. It feels like my heart is going to explode whenever I look at you because I still can’t believe that you’re mine.” He started explaining seriously, but he broke halfway through, his lips curving up into a smile as he admired you. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

You giggled, “You’re so cute.”

He pouted, “I was being serious.” 

“I know.” You smiled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “Just wanted to tease.”

“You missed a spot.” He whispered, pointing to his other cheek. You smiled and leaned in to press another kiss to his skin, feeling his cheek lift up under your lips as he smiled.

“There. All good?”

He shook his head, “Missed one more spot.”

You laughed and leaned in once again, this time joining your lips with his. He sighed as he kissed you, pulling you closer into his arms and cupping the back of your head with his hand. You kissed him until you exhausted yourself and fell back onto the pillow, breathing unevenly to try to catch your breath. Kissing him was still as exhilarating 4 years later as when you shared your first ever kiss with him.

Sanghyuk pulled you back into his arms, breathing as roughly as you. You rested your head on his chest, hearing his racing heart in sync with yours. You got comfortable under the covers. He stroked your hair, lulling you into a sleepier state, as he mumbled sweet nothings to you. You didn’t have much energy to respond verbally, already too drowsy to think of anything more than your husband and sleep. But you tapped his chest 3 times before you finally fell asleep, sending a silent message to him that he wouldn’t be able to mistake.

I love you.

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Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

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

Warnings: light swearing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

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

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

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

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

She shrugged again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

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

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

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

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

Miyoung nodded her head.

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

She nodded again.

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

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I figured,” she mumbled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[shinestarhwaa]

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

SF9 MTL to fall asleep before you

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

MOST

Inseong

Rowoon

Chani

Dawon

Taeyang

Hwiyoung

Youngbin

Jaeyoon

Zuho

LEAST

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

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

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

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

[pantajifiction]

Beautiful

Genre : Fluff/ a little bit of angst

Zuho x reader

Words : 1104

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[lixie-galaxies]

SF9

YOUNGBIN

INSEONG

JAEYOON

DAWON

ZUHO

ROWOON

YOO TAEYANG

Ice queen ღ❀ (coming soon)

HWIYOUNG

CHANI

[sanghyukstattoos]

Trustworthy

Characters: Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk x Reader

Genres: smut-smut (protected sex, use of toys such as vibrator and clothing that includes collar and nipple clamps, slight humiliation, semi-public teasing, cock warming, themes of dominant and submissive)

Genres: fluff-fluff

Word count: 1.9k

Summary: You and Sanghyuk try out something new in the depths of the morning just so he can make it to work on time.

A/N: Find more works here!

''It feels uncomfortable walking with this'' you laughed out, the seriousness of the situation escaping you. Underneath your jacket, your nipples were clamped, the same chains that led to your collar. Sanghyuk was curious as he asked you, ''How does it feel?'' whilst gently tugging at your collar.

You shifted away from him, still interlinked by the hands, walking in a discorded fashion along the sidewalk. Three leather straps framed a breast each, not linking to the vibrator that buzzed inside your core. Sanghyuk held the remote controls, playfully waving them in your face before he had gotten into the car and taken you for dinner. You hummed, stating, ''I like the way it feels on my skin''.

You paused, grasping his arm tight and squatting, holding back from breathing out a moan. He laughed, collecting you with an arm to your shoulder and helping you walk. ''No, no, no, just wait'' you bit your lip, holding onto your knees that threatened to close, until you were kneeling on the faded, red tiles.

Sanghyuk waited, letting you squeeze his hand for comfort. You weren't looking but Sanghyuk was amazed at how you had managed to hold on all from the walk to the house. He squatted in front of you, tucking strands of hair away from your face. Grasping your chin, he viewed your hazy expression, eyes half-lidded.

From the way you tightly held your knees to your chest, your dress had ridden up, not stopping him from seeing the work the vibrator had done to you. From the house, it had started buzzing, increasing in intensity, touching your sweet spot and making you weak at the knees.

It was strapped around your waist, preventing it from falling out but also continuing the non-stop ministrations. He shushed your soft whines and pleading looks, arousal gathering together when he flicked at your clamp, your cry resonating in the space between you two. ''I c-can't, I think I might just-ah!'' you began but the tightness desired to unravel and it startled you, bringing you to your knees.

The street was dark except for the lights and the grocery store nearby. As Sanghyuk watched for anyone peeping, his bulge was even more visible, the dim lights illuminating a faint outline. You pressed your legs together, clenching around the device. ''You're okay'' he repeated, clearing the hair away from your face as the wind brushed your heated face.

''We have to make it to breakfast too. How will you make the rest of the way if you can't now?'' he murmured, his breath fanning the shell of your ear, a very obvious glint of playfulness lacing his voice. You didn't know whether to be relieved or not as he proceeded to dim down the intensity to a full stop.

Your grip on his shoulders loosened and you breathed in relief, piercingly glaring at him. He chuckled at your glare, pinching your cheeks and cooing. Reaching under your shirt, you gasped when he released a clamp, the blood rushing back and causing you to cry out. The pain stung, the bud a centre of pain and as sour as your mood had turned, your arousal only crept up in large waves.

Before he could put it back, you swatted his hand and began to walk away. He chuckled, patiently walking behind you and your angry steps. Taking out the control, he hovered over the button, setting it to highest. Pausing as you did, your cheeks blazed, having momentarily forgotten that the control was still in his hands.

Clenching your fists, you heard him call out, ''Stop'', a sudden finality to his voice. His tone had changed, happy that you were happy, angry that you were disobeying him. You continued walking, the present ripped from you when he caught your hand, roughly swinging you around.

You smiled as you looked at his annoyed face, irking his patient state for as long as he was letting your behaviour go. He squeezed your hand in warning, the softness of his looks in contrast to the anger he was beginning to hold back. Feeling your release as close as the restaurant in front, you tightly squeezed his hand, scrunching your face in pleasure.

You could almost feel the warmth, almost flooding towards you as he set it back to a lower setting. Before you entered, he paused, directing, ''Behave when we get in there''. You pulled him back, meeting his stare as you spoke, ''I don't want to eat anything. I don't feel like it.''

''No one said you had to eat anything'' he replied, tugging you in. Holding your waist, he looked at the menu, telling you, ''Order it for me''. You gritted your teeth as he hastily pressed a kiss to your lips, leaving to find a seat. The excitement had surely found a way to Sanghyuk as he did not unbutton his padded jacket, moving away from the warm air hitting his face instead.

The place was buzzing with few people, many seats left untouched. Sanghyuk chose one that was isolated, away from any prying eyes. You gripped the counter, lowly moaning as the vibrator buzzed once again. It's noise was overwhelmed by the hum of the place and you found a wall, leaning against it.

You glared at Sanghyuk who was navigating the controls, fingers hovering in the space between medium and high. You shook your thighs as a way of distracting yourself and when it didn't work, you played with your nipple clamp. You gave it a try, unhooking it from your bruised nipple.

You had to stop yourself from sliding down the wall, not caring over what you were leaning on. You couldn't stand among strangers, walking back to where Sanghyuk was sitting. ''Too much for you?'' he asked, interrupted but your, ''Yes, just let me-''. He whole-heartedly nodded, a malicious smile forming as he agreed, ''You can release but if you do it all over the seat, you'll have to lick it off too''.

You leaned in his chest, bringing his hand to your soaked pussy, guiding his digits along your bundle of nerves. Momentarily relief awoke you before he slapped your cunt. It pushed the vibrator impossibly higher, causing you to moan into his neck. Angling better, he slapped your clit, not caring about the sound he made.

You cried out as he spoke, ''Go get the food'', motioning you in its direction. You quickly got off, got the food and pulled him off the seat, eager to get out of this place. He snickered, tugging you home. On the way, you passed by a park. Your pace had been fast and you were nearing the edge of tears when you paused, begging Dawon, ''There is nobody there!''.

You stood there sulking as he thought about it, mock pondering. He hugged you, slowly rocking your body as he cautiously looked around the area. ''Nope, next time?''. He chuckled as you pouted, pausing to look at the dawn. The colours were radiant and for a moment, you admired his stillness, so casual when the two of could have sex at any given moment.

He shut the door, taking off your jacket and dress and leading your bound, leather-clad body past the bedroom. You sadly gazed at the room and its beautiful covers, before he placed you on his desk, sliding the vibrator out of you.

You moaned, unrestrained, your pussy hole clenching around air. He unbuckled his belt, unzipping his trousers and sighed in relief as he pumped himself. As he filled your hole, you headily moaned, feeling the tightness of your walls wrap around his cock, pulsating in delight.

You were so close, crying out as he tugged at the clamps, groaning as he pulled back, snapping his hips back into a connection with yours. Till you were filled to the brim, he traced your stomach, bruising your waists with his handle on them as he bought you down on him, repeatedly. The sounds of your sex swallowing his cock greedily filled the room.

''We were only out for twenty-five or so minutes'' he breathily spoke, thrusting into you. ''And you complained so much in that space of time'' he continued through gritted teeth. His fingers wrapped around your throat, squeezing your gasp as he bought you to his chest.

Biting the skin of your shoulder, he gritted, ''Do you have any idea how annoying you were?''. You clawed at his hand, struggling for breath and in a moment of stillness, you felt your own heat increase, clenching around his cock. His lips sucked at your skin, harshly, nipping and biting as you came around him. He continued thrusting into you, letting you ride out your high as you head flopped on his shoulder.

The beautiful chains were a new addition, unlike this morning. From the early morning start when the two of you were laid in bed, his grasp of your ass tight as he filled your cunt. You had been fisting the sheets, in a similar struggle to find a grip on the bathroom tiles as he had entered you from behind, water droplets fogging up the shower.

You laid on the table, the excess heat dissipating from your body. Circling your clit, you gasped at the pleasure, drawing in a breath. The stimulation was enough to push you over the edge as you released around him.

You bit your lips, feeling the cold chains repeatedly tap against your belly as he continued thrusting, snapping with the final thrust, his liquid coming to rest within you. He pulled you off the table, softly kissing you. He touched his forehead to yours, beginning to unbutton the leather straps as he asked you, ''How are you feeling?''.

''Not bad'' you replied to which he pressed a kiss to your temple, stating, ''You did well today, despite what I said earlier''. You hummed, cheeks softly lighting up at the praise. He took the coverings off of you, placing them in an open box as he asked once more, ''Do you want me to cuddle you to sleep?''. You pondered, smiling at the offer before you shook your head in disagreement, replying, ''I'm not tired now and I do want to do something for you'', you murmured, playing with the material of his shirt.

He understood that if you were tired, you would have simply stated it and he would have cuddled you to sleep. So although his offer was tempting, you wanted to reserve it for later. So that when he did cuddle you, he would not leave your side till you woke up in each other's arms again.

''What is it?'' he asked, pressing a cold compress to your nipples as you sighed in relief, alleviating the pain of the blood rushing back to the centre. You laid on his chest, murmuring, ''I'll warm you up, while you work'' you belatedly reply. He smiled, cleaning up the rest of your body with a heated cloth.

You then kneeled under his desk, hearing his laptop start up. You soaked the head of his cock with your saliva, stroking the shaft with his precum. Slowly slipping it into your mouth, you chuckled as you heard him groan. You took in deep, slow breaths as he completely filled up your mouth. Leaning back on that swirly chair of his, you were asked if you were okay. And you hummed, sending vibrations up his cock as he began his day at work.

[huihuiheart]

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SF9 Reaction: The Morning After

A/n: not requested, but im a new sf9 stan and I am appalled at the lack of content variety for them so requests for sf9 are open my people! (this is not thoroughly edited sryy)

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Youngbin:

The sun peeked through the sheer curtains of your bedroom. Squinting your eyes, you stretched your arms and rolled over only to find a body next to you. A head of messy shaggy black hair lay tousled on the pillow beside you. Your eyes trained down the tan skin of the body, recognizing the familiar tattoo on his left side.

A smile slipped onto your face remembering the events of last night, Youngbin had come over for dinner and ended up staying the night...and a little more. Quietly you got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom to shower. After you finished you slipped on some shorts and a random shirt from your closet. Your legs were a little sore as you walked back up the bed.

Not wanting to wake your boyfriend just yet, you climbed back under the covers and wrapped your arms around his torso. His chest rose and fell in steady breaths. After a few moments, you felt him shift onto his back, eyes blinking open. 

He smiled seeing you already awake. “Morning,” His voice sent shivers down your spine. His arms wrapped around you pulling your body on top of his. “How long have you been awake?” 

“Not long,” you hummed leaning down and kissing his lips. 

He sighed, hand running up and down your back. “Are you free today?” Youngbin asked rolling over so he was hovering over you. You smiled as he pressed tender kisses down your neck. 

“Of course, I’m free. It’s a Saturday.”

He looked up wide eyed. “It’s a Saturday?”

“Yes, what day did you think it was?” Youngbin looked off to the side in thought. He really was the most precious man on this planet. You couldn’t help but kiss his cheek. 

“Honestly, I don’t know. I’ve been so busy lately.” He laughed and laid next to you. His hand reached for yours, playing with your fingers. For a moment you simply stared at each other, lovestruck grins on both your faces. 

“You want to go get brunch?” You asked with a smile.

“That sounds really good.” 

Inseong:

Something soft brushed against your neck. Your eyes were still too heavy to open, but your sleepy mind recognized the touch. Sleepily you ran your fingers through your boyfriend’s soft hair as you tried to open your eyes. A soft glow was coming through the bedroom window. 

Inseong hovered above you a sweet smile on his face. “Hi,” you whispered, making his smile grow larger. Pulling him down you pressed your lips against his, in a gentle kiss. “What time is it?” You whispered against his lips.

“About eight.”

You sighed and rolled into his side, snuggling into his arm. “I have work in an hour.” You whined. He laughed as you pulled the covers over your head. His long fingers pried the duvet away from your face. “Do I have to go to work?” You asked cutely, making his heart jump.

“Yes. Being an adult is a mandatory thing.” 

You sighed, hugging onto him even tighter. “What if I just put you in my purse and took you with me?” Inseong chuckled, the laugh vibrating throughout his chest. It was a happy sound. 

“I don’t think my six-foot tall ass could fit in your purse.”

“You don’t know that. I’m very persistent.” 

He laughed kissing the top of your head. The two of you spent a few more minutes cuddled up in bed, legs tangled together. “Okay, now you do have to get up.” A groan fell past your lips. “Hey, I’ll come back tonight after practice?” Your ears perked up at the mention of Inseong coming back.

You kissed his lips once more, before begrudgingly removing yourself from your boyfriend’s arms and the bed. He watched you get dressed a smile on his face. Before you left you leaned over Inseong still lying in bed, kissing his lips then his cheek. “Will you lock up before you leave?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Key is under the mat if you get here before me tonight.” You said with a wink before you left your boyfriend in your bedroom as you headed off to work.

Jaeyoon:

The sound of rain pelting against your window slowly brought you back to consciousness. Long fingers dragged softly up and down your back. Turning over, you saw your boyfriend, sitting up against your headboard, scrolling through his phone. Your tired eyes raked over him.

His dark hair was messy and sticky up in all directions. The light from his phone cast a blue glow over his face, highlighting all the sloping lines that made up your Jaeyoon. He smiled feeling you move under his hand. 

“Morning gorgeous,” 

His voice was deep and raspy sending shivers down your spine. The sheets rustled as you climbed on top of him, resting your head on his chest. Jaeyoon leaned down pressing a slow breathtaking kiss onto your lips. “Do you have schedules today?” You whispered against his lips. He sighed, feeling your hands run through his hair. 

“No, I’m yours for the day.” 

“Just for the day?” You said kissing down his jaw. Jaeyoon smiled, his arms wrapping tightly around you.

“For as long as you’ll have me,” 

Jaeyoon rolled over, so he was laying on top of you, head snuggled in the crook of your neck. You listened to the rain, rubbing soothing patterns on the tan skin of your boyfriend’s back. “I wish I could wake up like this every morning,” He smiled at your words, lips trailing down your shoulder. 

“Let’s get an apartment together then.” 

You sat up, looking at your boyfriend. “Jae, you aren’t serious...are you?” Jaeyoon got off of you, leaning his head on his hand. He looked up at you, eyes crinkling in a smile. 

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.” Jaeyoon pulled you back down into his bare chest. “I would be crazy to pass up rainy mornings in bed with you.” You smiled feeling him kiss the top of your head. “That, and sex with you is incredible.” He said, you smacking his shoulder in response. 

Dawon:

The blaring of an alarm woke you up. Groaning you reached over and shut it off. “Inseong...I don’t want to get up.” A voice whined next to you. Dawon rolled over, onto his left side, as if trying to get away from his bandmate. You grabbed his shirt from the floor and slipped it on before crawling over your boyfriend. Your hands traced over the familiar tattoos on his chest and stomach.

He sighed, feeling your lips on his. “I’m not Inseong, baby.” He smiled, eyes finally opening. “Hi,” You whispered kissing him again. 

“You are a sight for sore eyes.” He said drowsily. 

“Better than Inseong?”

“Oh, yeah. Miles better. Light years better.”

You laughed out loud, making Dawon smile. He loved your laugh. “Are you hungry?” You asked sitting up, legs on either side of his sheet covered body. He nodded yawning. “Pancakes?” His eyes popped open, and he sat up, arms wrapping around you. 

“Y/n, have I ever told you how amazing you are?” 

Laughing, you kissed his cheek and walked out of the bedroom. Your hands busied themselves with prepping all the ingredients on your kitchen counter. Dawon shuffled around your bedroom probably trying to find his clothes. “You can shower if you want!” You called out into the apartment. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Dawon sleepily shuffle into your bathroom wearing only his boxers. 

Ignoring the urge to join him, you began making the pancakes. Just as you finished the door opened and Dawon walked out, towel drying his hair. “This smells amazing,” Dawon said, wrapping his arms around you from behind. 

“Let’s hope it tastes that way.” You said handing him a plate. 

“Won’t taste as good as you,” Dawon said with a smirk, a blush flooding your cheeks. Instead of responding you took one of the strawberries from off his plate and bit into the juicy fruit. 

Zuho:

You were awakened by the sound of thumping in your room. Sitting up you looked to find Zuho doing his best to silently get dressed; failing miserably. “Where are you going?” You asked, pulling the sheets over your chest as you sat up. Your best friend turned at the sound of your voice. 

“Uhhh.....Nowhere.” 

“If you were going nowhere you would still be in bed with me.” 

You could practically see the gears turning in his brain. His sleepy mind was doing it’s best to process the meaning behind your words. It was hard to hide how cute you thought he was. “So.....Wait- I don’t understand...”

“Get back in bed, doofus.” 

Zuho sighed and practically fell back onto your bed, falling asleep almost immediately. You laughed and pulled him back under the covers. With his eyes closed, Zuho pulled you into his chest, his leg throwing itself over yours. “So, last night?” He asked, rubbing your bare back. “Does this mean I can finally take you out on an actual date?” 

“Well- yeah. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for like eight months.”

Zuho laughed. He rested his head on top of yours. “I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. It would suck if I lost you over something like this. Like...really suck.” He sighed fully content with you in his arms. His heartbeat was slowly lulling you back to sleep. 

“It would take more than that to get rid of me.” You hummed. You were completely happy laying with Zuho. It was still insane to you that it took a random hookup for the two of you to finally confess. 

“Like what?” Zuho questioned.

Closing your eyes, you cuddled closer to him, arms wrapping around his stomach. “I don’t even want to think about leaving you.” You smiled feeling his heart beat a little faster. Soon the two of you fell back asleep, tangled up in each others arms.

Rowoon:

The bed was cold. The air conditioner must have kicked in at some point in the night. Cool air blew across your bare shoulders. Seeking warmth, you reached over for your boyfriend only to find him missing. You sat up, looking around the room. You immediately recognized the familiar smell in the room. You were at Rowoon’s dorm. 

The other boys were on vacation, but Rowoon stayed behind for some filming. You smiled realizing the two of you were completely alone. You flinched as your feet touched the cool wood of the floor. The sound of the shower running floated into the empty hallway. 

You smiled and pushed open the door, seeing Rowoon’s tall frame behind the curtain. Shedding any remaining clothing, you pulled the curtain back enough for you to step inside. 

Rowoon turned at the sound and smiled seeing you behind him. Quickly he rinsed the soap out of his hair, before turning to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Good morning,” You said reaching up and pulling him down for a kiss. 

“Is this how you’re going to greet me every morning?” He teased, looking you up and down. 

The water pelted down from the showerhead, wetting your shoulders. “It does save water,” You said with a smirk. He chuckled, the laugh rumbling in his chest. 

“Of course. Thank you for being so conscious of the Earth’s resources.” 

You laughed as he pushed you further under the water, soaking your entire body. He pushed your wet hair away from your face with a smile. Reaching back he grabbed a bottle and handed it to you. “Now, I’ll smell like you,” Rowoon’s heart skipped a beat at your bright smile.

“Is that a good thing?” 

“I love how you smell.” You said kissing him again. He sighed feeling your teeth pull at his bottom lip. His hands gripped your waist pulling you closer to him a smile shared between the two of you before joining your lips again.

Taeyang:

You were awakened by music playing in your apartment. You sat up very confused. Taeyang was no longer beside you. You could have sworn you fell asleep right next to him. With tired eyes and a sluggish body you dragged yourself out of bed and grabbed the nearest shirt on the floor. 

Rubbing your eyes you walked out into your living room to find your boyfriend dancing shirtless with a vacuum. His hair bounced as he moved with the happy music playing from your TV. His smile brightened when he turned and saw you leaning against the wall watching him.

“What did I do to deserve you?” He laughed and turned off the vacuum. “The one time you clean and it’s in my apartment. Tae, I may have to marry you.” Taeyang rushed over, pulling you into a big bear hug. 

“Do you see me complaining?” 

He smiled, feeling you bury your face in his neck. “Did you sleep well?” He nodded, pulling back to look at your face. 

“Do you always look like this in the morning?” Taeyang asked brushing his knuckles over your cheek. 

“Like what?”

“Like a gift from heaven.” You squealed, hands covering your face. He laughed, dragging you further into the living room. “Dance with me, baby.” Taeyang took your hand and spun you around. After a few minutes of dancing the both of you collapsed onto the couch out of breath. 

“Do you want to order in?” You asked, playing with Taeyang’s slender fingers. He nodded and reached over you to grab his phone. With the food ordered, you melted into the couch watching a new episode of the show Tae was currently binging. The doorbell rang, but neither of you moved to get off the couch. 

After a shared look, Taeyang yelled through the door, “JUST LEAVE IT THERE!” Taeyang kissed your cheek before rolling off the couch and grabbing the food. He jumped back next to you with a smile, finally able to enjoy the rest of your morning. 

Hwiyoung:

Arms were wrapped tightly around your waist. Your hands pressed against a firm chest as you slowly started to wake up. A dull gray light floated through your bedroom window. Hwiyoung lay under you, still asleep. You smiled remembering the night before. 

A sigh left your lips, feeling completely content. Sleepily, you reached up and twirled a strand of Hwiyoung’s hair between your fingers. He hummed still half asleep. “Hi, handsome.” You whispered, hand still playing with his hair. 

Hwiyoung’s hands left your waist to cover his face, but you could see his ears turn a light shade of red. Gently you removed his hands being greeted with his bright smile. Before Hwiyoung could say anything his phone began playing an upbeat song. He sighed and reached over, turning it off. 

“I have schedules today,” He whined. You leaned up, kissing him sweetly. His head fell back onto your pillow, thumb rubbing over the bare skin on your hip. “What if I just didn’t show up?” He asked making you laugh.

His smile fell when you shook your head and you started to move away from him. “I have classes today too.” His head turned, looking at you beside him. “Believe me, I would keep you here if I could.” Hwiyoung smiled, before sitting up, taking some of the sheets with him. 

You wrapped your arms around his chest, placing loving kisses on his shoulder. “You keep doing that I’ll never leave your bed.” Your boyfriend whispered. You could hear the grin in his voice. Eventually, he did get up and gathered his clothes, getting dressed in front of you. 

You watched Hwiyoung with sleepy eyes as he gathered his things. His long hair was still a mess and his shirt was wrinkled, but he looked almost the same as when he came over the night before. Giving you his signature gummy smile, he leaned over you, kissing you lovingly. “I’ll see you tonight?” He asked, hopeful eyes looking into yours. 

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Hwiyoung smiled and left your apartment, leaving you to get ready for the rest of your day, a smile plastered on your face.

Chani:

Something cold brushed against your leg. Your eyes fluttered open, sleep still trying to pull them close. You sat up a pair of arms falling off of your waist. Pain shot through your temples as you reached for your phone. However, it wasn’t your phone. It was Chani’s. Your eyes widened, seeing your best friend asleep beside you. You were at the dorm. No matter how hard you tried you struggled to remember much from the night before. Some drinking was involved. Chani pulled you back into his room for some reason. 

You cringed, memories of rough kisses and heated moments returning to you all at once. This was not how you wanted to tell Chani you liked him. Far from it. His phone told you that it was almost four in the morning. Slowly you got up from the bed, wincing at the pain between your legs. “Good grief, Chani.” You mumbled under your breath as you searched for your clothes quietly. 

After slipping your underwear back on, you grabbed the first shirt you could find on the floor, tossing it over your body. “That’s mine, Y/n.” Turning you saw Chani sitting up in bed. A piece of his dark hair sticking straight up. His deep voice raw from sleep. He looked more handsome than anyone should in the morning. “Where are you going?” He asked, rubbing his eyes. 

You had no idea how to react. He sounded like he wanted you to stay. Maybe he was still asleep? “I was just going to go-”

“Don’t go,” He said giving you a sleepy smile. His eyes looked towards the nightstand before he motioned you back onto the bed. Hesitantly, you sat next to him trying to keep your eyes from raking over his chiseled torso. “I have a gift for you.” Chani reached over, pulling open the drawer. In his hands was a little blue box. His hand brushed yours as he handed it to you. You stared questioningly at the box before looking back to him. In the box was a little metal key. “It’s a key to the dorms.”

You chuckled, setting the key back in the box. He looked up at you with an innocent smile. “What are you making me a more accessible late night booty call?”

Chani laughed pulling you down into a sweet kiss. “Late night,” His hands held tightly onto your hips. “Early morning,” He pulled away and smiled, watching your teeth drag over your bottom lip. “My girlfriend should be able to come over whenever she wants.”

“I’m your girlfriend now?” 

“Duh.”

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Masterlist

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SF9 Masterlist

Reactions:

- S/O having a hidden tattoo 🌸

OneShots:

° Youngbin °

- nothing yet -

° Inseong °

- How You Met: Inseong (1960) 🌸

° Jaeyoon °

- nothing yet -

° Dawon °

- nothing yet -

° Rowoon °

- nothing yet -

° Zuho °

- After all this time… (Toxic Relationship) 💔🌺

° Taeyang °

- nothing yet -

° Hwiyoung °

- nothing yet -

° Chani °

- nothing yet -

[saltys-writings]

Dawon | First [M]

SF9 - Dawon

Smut, Fluff

Friends to Lovers AU

Warning: NSFW

Words: ~2.2k

Desc.: After being teased about your inexperience by your friends, you feel all kinds of bad and ashamed. And the only one who’s there to comfort you is your friend Sanghyuk, who is the exact opposite of you...

“You still haven’t had a boyfriend yet?” - “But you’ve been on dates before, right?” - “Didn’t you confess to someone a while back?” - “And you got turned down?” - “So you haven’t… you know… done it yet either?” - “You’re still a virgin...?”

The things they said to you are still ringing in your head as if it had been just a few hours ago. Frankly speaking, it hasn’t been long since your friends found out about your very dry love life and everyone decided to giggle about you not having any romantic or sexual experience. Honestly, it’s not like you don’t want to experience these things, but you’ve just never had the chance. People have just never been interested in you. And the fact that all your friends made you feel like being inexperienced is something shameful just feeds into your bad and embarrassed mood. Well, all of them except one.

You wouldn’t have expected Sanghyuk, the guy who’s been with more women than you can count on both your hands, to be the one to comfort you. He was the one who told everyone to shut up because it’s none of their business, and he’s the one in whose room you are right now, clutching a pillow he handed you tightly in your arms and on the verge of crying.

“Am I really the only one?” you ask, not looking at him directly. “Am I really the only one who hasn’t had sex yet at my age?”

“I’m sure there’s others too. You can’t be the only one,” he tries to assure you.

“But they’re sure acting like I am. I haven’t even properly seen a guy naked yet.”

“And that’s okay.”

“But I’m not okay with it!” you talk back. “It’s not like I don’t want to, I just…”

“You just…?” he repeats, a questioning expression on his face.

“…I don’t really… have someone to do those kinds of things with.” You bury your face in your pillow and you hear him sigh. The rustling of his blanket tells you he got up from where he was sitting and when you lift your head you see him kneeling down in front of you. Even though he can’t possibly know how it feels to be in your position, you find understanding in his eyes.

“It can’t be helped right now. Maybe you should just try to accept it and see if you can get a boyfriend sometime soon?” he suggests, but you shake your head. You know he’s right, but you’re tired of waiting. And an admittedly stupid idea just crossed your thoughts.

“Well what about you then?”

“Me? What do you mean?”

“You’ve slept with so many girls already, it doesn’t really matter if it’s one more or less, does it?” He looks at you in disbelief for a few seconds. Then he starts awkwardly laughing, scratching the back of his head.

“I mean… you’re probably right, but…”

“But? You don’t want me? I’m not attractive enough? I’m undateable even for you?” you scoff, your tone growing more bitter by the syllable.

“Th-that’s not it,” Sanghyuk stammers. “But I thought we’re just friends.”

“Well we are. But friends can do each other a favour, can’t they? I’m not telling you to be my boyfriend…” you say.

“Look,” he sighs, the air around him feeling serious all of a sudden, “I might make it seem like it, but sleeping with someone isn’t something you just do. I mean, sometimes it is, but it can be a pretty emotional experience, you know?”

“Your point being?”

“I mean…” he looks around the room, obviously at a loss for words. “I… can’t explain it to you. You’ll have to feel it for yourself to fully understand it.” You shoot him a prompting look. “What?” he asks, but you don’t answer, because you’re sure he already knows what you’re trying to convey. And when he sighs and continues speaking you’re certain he got your message. “Do you want me… to show you?”

You nod.

“Are you sure about this?”

You nod again.

“If you feel uncomfortable at any point, I want you to tell me right away.”

“Shut up and do it,” you say. With a slight worry in his eyes he nods, directing his attention to your lips. He puts his hand on yours while you’re still hugging the pillow, and you let him loosen your grip and relax your arms. Leading his hand up to your shoulder and behind your neck, he leans in to place a feathery kiss on your lips. Withdrawing an inch or two, he checks for your reaction, and when you close your eyes it takes but a second until you feel his soft lips on yours again, this time pressing them against your mouth with more force. A tingly sensation runs down your whole body, from your head to the tips of your toes, when his lips start moving on yours, and it doesn’t take long for you to join the rhythm and kiss him back. Soon enough, he pulls away to allow both of you to catch a breath.

“That was my first kiss,” you admit silently.

“Is it really okay for me to take that?” he responds, leaning his forehead against yours.

“Honestly, I stopped caring about that long ago. But…” you pause for a moment, “it was with someone I trust, so that’s nice I guess.” A smile appears on his face along with a slight blush on his cheeks, and he leans in again to give you another gentle kiss.

You don’t know how long you’ve been kissing in this position when his hands find their way under your shirt, soon pulling it over your head in one swift movement. If it’s with him, you realize you’re fine even if he touches places you’re secretly insecure about. Instead of worrying, you just enjoy the sensation of his fingertips against your warm skin, and his lips against your own. Before long, he picks you up off the floor to place you onto his bed, and before he gets in as well to hover over you, he pulls off his own shirt, giving you full view of his trained upper body and his tattoos that you’ve never really seen before up close. Straddling you under him and reconnecting your lips more hungrily than before, you put your hands on his chest and let them glide up to his shoulders and behind his neck, feeling his smooth skin on your palms. A moan escapes you when he starts nibbling on your lower lip, but that only seems to make him want more. You feel him running his hand down your upper body, from your chest to below your belly button and he sits up for a moment to undo the button on your jeans, helping you remove them. As soon as he starts closing the distance between you again, you reach for him and place your hands in his hair, pulling him towards you. It’s as if you’re already becoming addicted to his kisses, or his touch in general, because you squirm under him when his hand starts roaming your body once again, this time reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, and immediately making his way underneath it, to caress the sensitive skin on your breasts. Your lips part again and you feel a sense of deprivation, but soon a new kind of excitement overcomes you when he kisses his way down your throat, collarbones, and to your nipple. As he starts sucking on it, your moans become more frequent, and with his hands at the sides of your ribcage he keeps you in place. You bury your fingers deep in his hair, and when his name falls from your lips, he looks up at you for a moment. You wonder what’s going through his head in that exact second, but your thoughts are wiped away immediately when you feel the warmth of his tongue on your skin again. He soon switches to leaving kisses all over, finally kissing his way back up the side of your throat. He watches you intently as his fingertips brush over your body and along the insides of your thighs, and you whimper his name again. He kisses you in response, and when he breaks contact, you feel his fingers brushing against the fabric of your panties. You reflexively press your thighs together.

“You okay?” he asks, his voice softer than you’ve ever heard it, and nodding, you relax your body. He starts drawing circles over your clit and you press your eyes shut tightly, exhaling a shaky breath. It doesn’t take long until he slips his fingers under the thin fabric and pushes one of them inside of you effortlessly, then another one, while his thumb keeps massaging your clit. You hold onto his back and dig your nails into his skin, thinking you’ll lose your mind from this already, and you whine when he’s forced to remove his hand to slip off your underwear. A shiver runs down your spine as you realize you’re now lying under him completely naked, aroused, and with no kind of protection whatsoever. But looking into his warm eyes and feeling the way he gently takes care of you, you’re more than okay with that. He kisses the space between your breasts and switches up sucking and nibbling on your skin to leave a mark, working his way down until his tongue licks one swift path down your core. He moves onto playing with your clit using the tip of his tongue and the fast strokes make you moan again. Surprised by how loud you’ve suddenly become, you bite the back of your hand to avoid alerting anyone who might hear through the walls.

“You don’t have to be careful, Y/N. There’s nobody else home,” he assures you, adding while he pushes his fingers back inside you, “Let me hear your beautiful voice.” Obeying his wish, you moan with every movement of his, while your hands clutch the sheets beneath you tightly. It doesn’t take long until you feel your high building up, and as soon as he notices you holding your breath, he picks up speed gradually, and it takes only seconds until you cum, moaning his name loudly as you clench around his fingers. He waits for you to calm down a little until he takes them out and stares you right in the eyes while licking them clean, making you feel a bit embarrassed. Your own gaze wanders down his body and to the very visible bulge in his pants. Still out of breath, you sit up and open the button and zipper on them, but he takes a hold of your hands and you make eye contact for a moment, as if to check that you’re still okay with everything that’s happening. You press a kiss against his chest to tell him that you’re doing this because you want to, and he helps you remove both his pants and his boxers. Hovering over you again, he pushes your back into the mattress.

“Just relax,” he whispers, “and tell me if it hurts.” You nod, and after giving himself a few quick strokes, he pushes into you. You moan from the feeling, and he stops his movements right away, thinking you really are in pain.

“Go on, please,” you beg, sinking your nails into the skin on his shoulders and back. A fire lights up in his eyes, and he starts rolling his hips into yours slowly, but picking up the pace gradually. He starts leaving kisses in your neck, and his teeth graze you here and there. He reaches for your thighs to put your legs up around his waist, and the sensation of him repeatedly hitting just the right spot inside of you all of a sudden makes your head spin. You hold onto him tightly as you cum again, this time muffling your moans by burying your face in the crook of his neck, and not long after you can hear him cursing under his breath as he cums too. Collapsing next to you on the bed, he breathes heavily and waits for you to catch your breath as well. Then he leans over and kisses you again, just softly brushing his lips against yours.

“I love you,” he says, looking into your eyes.

“Do you say that to every girl you sleep with?” you ask teasingly and he shakes his head strongly.

“I only say it when I mean it.”

“Then why… didn’t you say something sooner?” you want to know. You put your arm around his upper body.

“I didn’t think you’d feel the same about me… but I don’t feel like I can hide it any longer now,” he explains, averting his gaze. Sanghyuk’s cheeks burn up again and you close in on him, resting your head on his chest.

“Will you go out with me then?”

“Of course,” he answers without hesitation. You lift your head and place a peck on his lips that turns into a deep, open-mouthed kiss, with his fingers tangled in your hair.

“Then I’ll be yours,” you breathe after you part. “And thank you... for finally telling me.”

[yootaesowlwrites]

Time For Bed - Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk

W/C: 1.5K

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

Prompts: "Ok, It's Time For Bed,"

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Comfort.

Age Warning: No age warning applies to this.

“Hurry, hurry, hurry, it’s going to start without you!” Sanghyuk yells from the living room, you were in the kitchen gathering the last few snacks for the movie night you had arranged. “Y/n, hurry!” You speed walk out of the kitchen and approach the couch where Sanghyuk was waiting for you with a blanket thrown over him.

“You can pause it, don’t rush me, Hyuk,” You say, but still put everything down on the table in front of the couch in a hurry. “Who knows, maybe now I forgot something in the kitchen,” He looks up at you, his face getting serious for a moment before he lifts the blanket, waiting for you to get underneath it.

“It’s later’s worries, but the movie is going to start,” He says. “Besides, you were taking so long, and I was missing you,” You shake your head, yet a smile pulls at the corner of your lips at his antics, you sit down next to him on the couch and take the corner of the blanket from him and pull it over you. He wraps his arm around your middle and grasps onto your hip before pulling you right against him and snuggling against you. “Just in time for everything to start,” He lays his head on top of your chest as you wrap your arms around him and lean your head back against the backrest.

“Hmm, even though you could have hit pause,” You whisper. The opening to the movie begins playing on the screen and movie night officially kicks off. You move one of your hands to the back of his head and slide your fingers through his locks, you were going to hold tonight close to your heart, because you knew that it would be a while before your next movie night together would be held with your boyfriend.

You didn’t blame him for being so clingy towards you lately because his schedule barely allowed the two of you to be together, he was preparing to leave in a few weeks and the company had swamped him with work and things he had to do before then, tonight was a rare occasion where you were able to spend time together, for what could be the final time for almost two years, you didn’t want to think about it, not tonight, but it seemed like your mind kept wandering back towards it, and you couldn’t focus on the film at all. Sanghyuk could hear your breathing hitch and immediately knew something was wrong.

“Baby,” He softly says as he lifts his head to look at you, he can see your tear-stained cheeks and more tears rolling down your cheek, he immediately reaches up and cups your cheeks, his thumbs rubbing over the tears, smearing them over your cheeks. “What’s wrong?” You could hear the concern in his voice, not that you needed to hear it, it was clear on his face and in his eyes.

“I just… I’m…” You struggle to find the right words to tell him. “I, my mind just, it keeps going… It keeps reminding me that there are only a few weeks left,” You sob out and drop your head, he immediately lifts your head before pulling you against him, wrapping his arms around you and gently patting your back, the movie fully forgotten now.

“It’s o-okay,” He says, his voice breaking. Seeing like this was breaking his heart, he already felt so hesitant to go, he really didn’t want to go but knew he had to. “It will be ok-okay,” He wasn’t sure if he believed it himself, but just had to. “Baby, you’ll see that the time will pass like a breeze, and there’s still vacation days in between, I can come and visit you during those times,” He could feel tears forming in the corner of his eyes, he was already stressed about having to go, but now it felt like it, he couldn’t go.

“I kn-know, but the time is approaching so quickly,” You sob and turn your head into the crook of his neck. “I just want time to slow down a little, just a bit,” He wished that too, he wished that he could stop time and spend more time with you. “I just feel like we-we haven’t got much time left,” You were both crying now, letting your thoughts and emotions pour out. “I kn-know you have to, and I know whe-when you come back, you won’t have to go again for such a long time,” His hand moves between your shoulder blades and gently rub circles. “I’m sorry for… for interrupting the movie.”

“No, no, don’t be sorry,” He quickly says and sniffs. “Don’t be, you can’t help it, the feelings you’re feeling, you can’t control them, and I don’t want to go, you know how nervous and anxious it makes me feel,” Your grip tightens in his hair, you were practically clinging to him for dear life. “But we can do this… We can do this, baby,” You could hear his tone shaking, he was trying his best to reassure you while being scared himself.

“I know we will,” You whisper. “It’s just going to be hard…” You stay in the position for a few minutes, the tears slowly stopping and drying up, the movie has become nothing but background noise. You lift your head away from his neck and place your chin on his shoulder. “Can we just go cuddle in bed?” He slowly pulls back from the hug and looks at your face.

“Ok, it’s time for bed, but we’re taking all the snacks to the bedroom, and we’re going to watch a movie there, even if we don’t finish it,” He says. “I just want to watch something with you, even if it’s just a cartoon or anime, I just want to watch something with you tonight, is that okay with you, baby?” He cupped your jaw and lightly pressed his fingers into your cheeks as he looked at you, making sure you were okay with the plan he had.

“Of course we can,” You softly say. “I just want to lay down and cuddle you properly in bed,” A small smile pulls at the corner of his lips, and he slowly nods his head. “But no rushing to move everything to the bedroom, you rushed me enough here,” He chuckles as he releases your jaw.

“I can’t promise that, but to be sure I don’t, I’ll take everything this time,” He says. You softly smile, and he gets up from the couch, and grabs onto his hand, he looks up at you slightly confused, with your other hand you grab the remote and turn the television off before tossing it onto the couch.

“Let’s just take the table to the room, it’s light, and it's going to be more convenient,” You say, his lips part before he nods his head and moves his hands to the edge of the table.

“Okay, let’s do that,” He says, you grab the edge of the table and you both slowly lift it before he begins walking backwards towards the direction of the bedroom. “You’re my eyes now, baby, don’t make me walk into a wall.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” You say as you glance behind him. “A little to the left,” He moves to the left and continues to slowly move backwards, you manage to make it without any incident to the bedroom and place the table down near the bed. “And did you walk into a wall?”

“No, I didn’t,” He says as he walks around the table. “Because I had an excellent navigator,” He wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to him. “Couldn’t have asked for more,” He lowers his head and his lips touch yours before he pulls you backwards and you both crash onto the bed, which causes a fit of giggles to fall from you between kissing, you wrap a leg over his and position yourself halfway on top of his chest.

“Was that a way of thanking me?” You ask as you move your hand to his cheek and slowly trace your finger along his cheek down to his lips and slowly trace your finger over his bottom lip. “Because I sure don’t mind that kind of thank you.”

“It was, but there’s still plenty of thanks to give you,” He says and lifts his head off the bed to peck your lips. “In many forms as well,” He reaches for the back of your head before rolling you both over. “But not tonight, you’re not getting me hard tonight, I want to save that for another night,” You nod your head.

“I understand,” You softly say. “Then let’s cuddle and snuggle up and start this movie,” He lowers his head and kisses the tip of your nose before shifting you both to the middle of the bed and grabbing the remote. “I’ll be prepared for that night, I’ll start catching up on rest tonight.”

“You’re going to need it,” He whispers. That night would come the day before his enlistment and you both knew emotions would run high, and it would be a slow, passionate night.

[tobesensation-9]

SF9 Masterlist

Started: 09/10/2020

Last Updated: 11/18/2020

Total Works: Types of works (titles by emoji bc I’m extra 💀)

Imagines: 🌈

Smut:  ❤️

Blurbs/One shots: ⚡️

Romance:  💗

Angst: 👀

Fluff: ⛅️

All Members

💗 ⛅️ 🌈Members Wanting to Kiss You. Pt. 2 (Maknae Line) 

💗 ⛅️ 🌈Members Wanting to Kiss You. Pt.1 

👀⛅️❤️ It’s Not Okay, But it Will Be (Any of the 9)

⛅️ Babysitting with them

💗 ⛅️ 🌈 Autumn Date 🍂

🌈 Photoshoot with the Members

Youngbin

⛅️🌈 Lazy Cuddles on a Rainy Day with Youngbin

⚡️⛅️ Youngbin Taking Care of You on Your Period

🌥💗 Rough Day 

When You’re at Your Cutest (Coming Soon!)

Inseong

⛅️🌈 Studying with Inseong

⛅️💗❤️ Finally

⛅️ I’m Here

❤️ Baby, Please 

Jaeyoon

⛅️🌈 Playing “Just Dance” with Jaeyoon

⚡️👀💗 2:00 am

❤️ Sudden Desire

Dawon

💗⛅️ Shall We?

⛅️🌈 On a Picnic with Dawon

❤️ The Unexpected Pt. 1 2 3

❤️🌥 Sweet Spot 

Zuho

⛅️🌈 Zuho Talking in his Sleep

❤️ Warm Water 

⛅️ Let Me Feel Your Warmth

⛅️ 💗 It’s Okay to Rest

Rowoon

👀💗⛅️ Good Night

⛅️🌈 At-home Cooking Date with Rowoon

❤️ A Little Help

❤️ Caught in the act by a member

❤️ Jealousy

⛅️❤️💗🌈 Rowoon Missing You After a Long Day

⚡️ Teaching Him How to Wink

❤️🌥 Done Right 

🌥💗 Okay Mom 

❤️ Interrupting Seokwoo Reading a Script 

Taeyang

⛅️🌈 Shopping with Taeyang

⚡️❤️ 1:05 am

⛅️❤️ A Picnic Date Turned Spicy

⛅️ Was That Supposed to be Scary?

⛅️ Dancing with Taeyang

Hwiyoung

⛅️🌈 Workout Date with Hwiyoung

👀⛅️ In Time Pt. 1

👀⛅️ In Time Pt. 2

👀 In Time Pt. 3

👀🌥💗 In Time Pt. 4 

❤️ I’m Not a Dick, Just Confident 

❤️ You’re Driving Me Crazy 

Chani

⛅️🌈 Surprising Him with Fried Chicken

⛅️🌈 At-home with Chani

❤️⛅️ The Way You Moved

🌈 🌥 Watching a Scary Movie with Chani 

[mirisss]

SF9 MASTERLIST

INSEONG

YOUNGBIN

I Wanna be Us Youngbin x reader bad boy!AU

Nothing a Hug can't fix Youngbin x reader x Jaeyoon

JAEYOON

Nothing a Hug can't fix Youngbin x reader x Jaeyoon

DAWON

ZUHO

ROWOON

TAEYANG

HWIYOUNG

CHANI

OT9

Poly relationship hc

Path of Crowned Shadows

I still write for Rowoon, if you make a poly request please specify if you want OT9 or OT8. If not specified I will write OT9. 

[pantajifiction]

A Day with Him

Genre : Fluff

Rowoon x reader

Words : 1043

Summary : Rowoon and you celebrated your anniversary with a date.

Warning(s) : Kissing, Mention of food.

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You were getting ready to go for your dinner date with your boyfriend, Rowoon. It was your 3rd anniversary as a couple and you couldn't be happier.

while you were getting ready your hair done, Rowoon walks in your shared bedroom. He stops in his tracks as he was stunned by your beauty. He walks towards you and smile, saying " are you done, princess???". His voice sent shivers down your spine when you felt his hands on your waist turning you around so that you were facing him, then he kissed your forehead lightly and the corner of your lips.

his actions made you giggled and you said "almost, just a minute!! I promise!" you peck his lips and continue doing your hair. He sighed and shook his head saying " i'll wait outside" while heading out, you could hear him complaining to himself

"why does girls take years to get done??"

"I HEARD THAT!" you yelled at him.

"GOOD! IT WAS MEANT TO ANYWAY". He yelled back and you could hear him laughing.

soon enough you were done and both of you went to a restaurant that he has reserved.

(TIME SKIP TO THE RESTAURANT BY DAWON AS YONDU)

As soon as you arrived at the restaurant, both of you were assigned to your seat and ordered your food.

Both of you talked for a while when he suddenly got up from his seat and walked towards you. You were confused by bis actions but then realised he was hiding something behind him.

"What are you hiding??" You asked him but he just winked at you and told you to close your eyes.

After you closed your eyes, you gasped when you felt something cold around your neck. You open your eyes slowly while your hand went to your neck. You could feel a small beautiful pendant on your fingertips and you watched the pendant in awe.

"This...?" You looked at him in disbelief when he just gave you the smile that could make anyone melt.

"I saw it while I was on the way home from work and I, of course immediately thought of you..I knew it suits you" he explains to you while you continue examine the pendant.

It was a small silver daffodil pendant with yellow at the center of it, giving it the classy look that compliment your skin.

"It's so pretty... Thank you so much, I love it" you said with smile while your eyes are sparkling with happiness. He took both of your hand in his. His big hand covering your small ones perfectly fit for each other. You smile at the thought. He brought your hands and kiss it making you blush at the sweet gesture.

Soon your food arrived and both of you enjoyed your food, stealing glances and smile. When he caught you looking at him secretly, he gave you wink. You were a blushing mess to say the least and you shoot him a glare but he only gave a smirk knowing how easily he made you flustered.

After the dinner, both of you decided to just take a walk at the park. Getting some night's fresh air while forgetting all your works. You felt somewhat relieved to be with him. Both of you walk hand in hand with a comfortable silent around you.

"Thank you" He said breaking the silent.

"For what?" Your expression made him laugh, thinking how cute you look at the moment.

" For everything. Being with me even I feel like I don't deserve you. So, thank you, my Love" his little speech made you blush.

Both of you were just looking into each others eyes, each burning with love for each other and without a wasting anytime both of you share a deep loving kiss. You broke the kiss after a minute to take a breath while you look up to his face you could feel your face burning due to your actions earlier.

"It's getting late, love... How about we go home now?" He asked you and you just nodded.

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After a 20 minutes ride to your home both of you decided to take a shower and cuddle with each other. Both of you were too tired to do anything else hence you're just there accompanying each other. Rowoon being the big spoon, he hugged you while stroking your hair and you're just listening to his heart beat.

The night was calm and peaceful. It was perfect for you and him adding the fact that his heart beat became your lullaby making you feel sleepy. That's how you end the night, falling asleep in each others arms.

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The sun shines brightly through your curtain, waking you up from your deep slumber. You turned around just to be met with an empty space beside you.

Slowly, you open your eyes waiting for a moment to adjust your eyesight as you start to do some stretching to start your day. Thinking that you're alone as Rowoon already left for work, you were thinking of going back to sleep when suddenly you heard noises came from kitchen.

Eventually you made your way to the kitchen to find the source of the noise but instead you're met with a delicious smell of your favourite breakfast.

Rowoon was standing there while cooking your favourite breakfast when you decided to hug him from behind making him surprised for a bit.

"Princess? It's unusual for you to wake up this early..."

"Just because I don't usually wake up early, doesn't mean I can't baby" you said amused by his statement.

He walked towards you with plates full with your favourite food. His smile grew wider as he sees how your eyes sparkles mostly because he knew how you love his cooking.

Both of you ate your breakfast peacefully. After you both done with your meals, both of you decided to do the dishes together and spent the rest of the day together.

[lost-inthedream]

How couldn’t we see?

Requested by @vminie11​

Dawon (Sanghyuk) x  reader

Genre: fluff + angst 

Words: 1,2K

Summary: Best friends to lovers with a little angst

Sorry for any spelling or grammatical mistake you find.

You were helping Dawon in the kitchen after you all ended your favorite TV show marathon. You all were able to prepare too many snacks to eat everytime you decided to watch something together. The homemade pizza got delicious but the mess you left behind was a tragedy. There was flour everywhere.

“Next time you better order the pizza.” You said sweeping the floor.

He looked over his shoulder, washing all the dishes you forgot while in front of the TV.

“I thought you had liked it.”

“Yes, but I don’t like to clean.”

He laughed:

“ I’ll never let you get away with it.”

You stopped by his side, still holding the broom, but the look in your eyes changed with the sigh you left escape.

“You know you’re my best friend right?”

“Me? I’m not even your friend, y/n.” He said playfully.

You giggled with him but became serious a little after. You looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. It didn’t solve the mess around you at all. You needed to say something that were stuck inside of you.

“Sanghyuk, there’s a guy who I’ve been talking for two months now.”

He nodded, so you could go on.

“He confessed to me.” You took the broom closer to your chest feeling your heart fluttering to the thought of someone finally falling for you.

Your friend gulped with his eyes fixed in the wet sponge, he felt his grip tightening on it.

“Do you like him too?” his voice was low, so different from before.

“I think I do.

“Cool. It’s good for both of you that your feelings are the same.” A discreet smile showed on his plump lips.

You smiled back much more excited than him. “I’ll finish weeping. Don’t worry.”

He didn’t ask you more about the guy. It was strange because Sanghyuk were able to ask so many questions about a single subject that sometimes it made you scream at him. He was that childlike friend annoying you with so many why’s; and saying one over the other before you even finish your previous explanations; and trying to make you confused; and… He was a jerk. He always made you look crazy in front of the others by making you lose your patience and you both ended up laughing.

You wanted to talk about your significant other but Sanghyuk started other subject and you simply didn’t mention him anymore.

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The next time that you both met was in a bar, one week after you told him about your suitor. Other friends were there too. Once the four of you arrived, you announced you were officially in a relationship now. Inseong even looked at Sanghyuk but he made a discreet negative sign.

“Who’s the lucky guy?” Juho sweetly asked you.

The simple question made the place change into somewhere dreamy and pinkish. La Vie en Rose played in your mind and you saw yourself doing so many couple things, receiving and giving presents, you even had a short dream about the next Valentine’s day. You finally would be with someone.

“Oh, he isn’t an artist like you guys, but he’s so charming”.

You were blabbling like an old radio and Sanghyuk was the only one feeling suffocated by your words. It was so terrible for him, he used to love your voice and wanted to know more about everything you liked. He eventually liked those things too, but that damn guy he wouldn’t like.

Never.

“What he does?” Inseong asked with genuine interest.

“He’s still an student, but he’s in his last year of Engineering. He’s pretty intelligent, I think you would like him.”

Juho saw Dawon snorts and mouthed an “Are you ok, bro?” while Inseong commented on what you said.

Sanghyuk didn’t give him an answer. He simply got up and announced he had to go to the toilet. He washed his face and, to the feel of the cold water, some good yet bitter memories haunted him. Only a week before, you were teasing each other on the couch. You pushing him away every time he mocked you and then pulling him back to use him as a cushion. It was all ending without him having his time to get used. You surely would spend more time with your boyfriend than with him. He wiped his hands on his jeans.

The table had a different atmosphere when he got back. He sat without understand the way you, Inseong and Juho were staring at him.

“Are you all ok or did some really sad song play on the radio while I was out?”

“We guess you and y/n need to have a conversation alone.” Inseong explained while he and Zuho got up.

The boys left you two on the table.

“What is wrong with them?” Dawon asked trying to look funny.

“Nothing, Sanghyuk. The real question here is what’s wrong with us?” Your hands played with the straw in your drink. “Do you have something to tell me?”

“I don’t know why you are assuming this. We’re good friends, we’re fine” he said on the defensive.

“I know we’re not fine. I noticed it last weekend but I was too dumb to understand it right. I like you but I never told you because…”

“Please, stop” he interrupted you. “ You like that guy who confessed to you and is really cool and shit.”

“Sanghyuk don’t do this to me” you tried to reach his hand over the table but he took it out.

“You were happy talking about him just five minutes ago. Why are YOU doing this to me now? He almost shouted at you as he got up dragging his chair behind him in an abrupt move. But no one paid attention thanks to the loud exciting song playing. “I’ve never told you how I felt. Now you like that guy and that’s how it ends. Do whatever the fuck you want. I don’t give a damn.”

He left you there and went out of the bar.

You lowered your head and felt warm tears roll down your cheeks.

Sanghyuk couldn’t go too far. His last step was only one meter away from the bar’s facade. You had just said that you liked him too. It scared him a lot to be honest. But if he collapsed to that fear, he would lose you forever. He ran back with a firm fist holding the tiny hope that you wasn’t too hurt by his words.

Even if he held that hope with so much strength, his hand at your shoulder was soft when you felt his return. He said next to your ear.

“We know each other for years, we get along in a way I never thought I would get with anyone. Sometimes I feel like you’re my other half. But wouldn’t I mess everything up if I confessed?”

You turned to those finally sincere words and he saw that you were crying. He sat by your side in silence. Maybe it was the very last time. You both listened to the sounds of the groups of people in the place, mixed with a groovy music during an amount of time that you couldn’t say precisely.

You sniffed and wiped your tears before shyly take his hands in yours.

“I’m sorry” he said and kissed your cheek.

You nestled on him in response and heard him apologize multiple times, as many as he felt were necessary. Then you apologized too. The noise around slowly started to seem a lullaby and none of you were afraid of your own feelings, because now they were clean and warm.