#eunhyuk fic

[train-wrecc]

Waiting. Lee Eun-Hyeok.

(This picture was all I could find y'all 😭 +from Safari)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: The use of "Oppa" (I know some people don't like it or think it's cringey so here's your warning.) Unrequited love? Mentions of blood.

summary: Lee Eun-Hyeok's return.

pairing: Lee Eun-Hyeok x Fem!Reader

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It had felt like an eternity since you had been able to meet his dark brown eyes with those of your own. They looked exactly the same, dark brown, yet they weren't your Lee Eun-hyeok's. They were the brown eyes of a stranger.

He stood in front of you appearing as the same man you had been waiting for, longing for, surviving for. His shoulders no longer held the weight of the world on them, which that you were grateful for. To those who didn't know him, his eyes had always lacked a warmth to them; but to you there had once been a small tinge of lightness in them. Now, they truly held nothing but indifference.

As you took in every inch of him, desperate to familiarize yourself with the sight of him once again, he stood looking at you. He wasn't analyzing your every move like he used to, he was simply looking at you. Nothing more and nothing less.

Your arms itched to wrap themselves around him but you refrained from doing so. The air felt tense, not much could be heard aside from your slight uneven breaths. He turned to walk away, "Are you really leaving me again?" His steps slowed to a stop. From his reaction alone you first thought he didn't recognize you.

His back stayed facing you, "Lee Eun-Hyeok, you've been alive all this time, and not once did you try to look for me?" He couldn't even turn to face you. "Why would I?" You could feel the tears begging to spill from your eyes, but you blinked them away. "Because you love me. You love me like I love you." You reached for his hand but stopped midway fearing that he would pull away.

Just how you feared he'd pull away from your touch you feared his response to your words. "Because I waited for you and I lived for you, I almost died searching for just a glimpse of you..." You quietly let out, desperately trying to keep your voice steady. "I never asked you to do any of that." He finally turned toward you. His face was void of emotion, "Do you know the way to the stadium?" His eyes once again met yours, and you looked away not being able to gaze into their emptiness.

"Why are you being like this?"

"So, you don't know how to get to the stadium?" This time you turned your back towards him, trying to catch your breath, because each word he said continued to feel like a punch to the gut, another finger around your throat.

A stray tear stained your cheek, your hand flying up to quickly swipe it away. You faced him once again, "Is that all you care about, huh? The stadium?" You let out a dry laugh. "No," and for a second you had hope, "I don't care about anything, just curious." There he went shredding every ounce of it. 

It broke you out of your trance for a second, turning to look at the bus your brother Cha Hyun-Su was trapped in. You were overwhelmed and not sure what to do, various emotions drowning you. "Help me get Hyun-Su out." You nodded to the bus, not wanting to speak of your feelings for him any longer.

"No, this is his test." He said taking a seat on some steps. You huffed, irritation flooding you. It was as if you were speaking to a wall.  "Yah! Lee Eun-Hyeok do something!" You yelled at him. He simply stared at you blankly. "He's a neo-human. He can get himself out."

"What if he can't? I just found him again, please, Lee Eun-Hyeok..." You whispered shakily, sniffling. "Then I guess you're both useless to me." You didn't ever think you'd hear Eun-Hyeok say something like that to you. The last words he'd said were a promise of love and that he would return to you.

Now he sat in front of you not because he had returned to you, but by chance, because he didn't willingly seek you out. "Don't say that. Stop being like this!" You cried out. "I waited all this time for you, just for you to— to what? Hate me? You said you loved me! You promised me you'd come back and you never did! And now you're— you're acting like this!" You gave up on trying to match his nonchalance, you couldn't take it, couldn't stand the sight of his lips in that straight emotionless line. From his unfurrowed brows to his dry eyes, they all led you to the conclusion that he didn't care.

"I don't hate you, and I don't love you." You couldn't even feel your nails digging into the palm of your hands leaving deep crescent marks.

When did he stop loving you? Why did he stop loving you? You didn't want to know. You just wanted to feel his warm embrace around you. What he should've done when he first saw you. Yet here he was calling you useless, another finger tightening around your throat. You weren't sure when you had started crying but there was no stopping the tears now.

You wanted him to see that he was hurting you, you wanted him to stop. Maybe he could see it in your eyes, your desperation to see a glimpse of the Eun-Hyeok you knew because his next words were "I'm not the Eun-Hyeok you remember." Not even flinching at the sight of your tears.

He used to kiss those same tears away, and now he was the cause of them, the fuel that aided them.

"I'm a neohuman, the next step in human evolution."

"I don't care, Hyeok!" He almost flinched at the memory of your nickname for him. Almost.

"I don't care if you're a neohuman or a monster, all I care about is you! But you don't care about me, you don't love..." you didn't finish your sentence, you couldn't. You could no longer hold your body up, falling to the rough tar of the street. You felt a warm liquid against the skin of your knees due to the fall. That pain was nothing compared to the wound to your heart.

Your chest felt as if it was on fire. "Why are you doing this to me?" You sobbed, your hands coming up to cover your eyes.

"Oppa..." you cried for Hyun-Su. Suddenly Eun-Hyeok was crouched beside you as shards of the bus burst through the air. You uncovered your eyes, tears still falling as you looked at Eun-Hyeok.

"If you got hurt he would never agree to help me." You bit your lip to hold in the sob.

You looked past him to see Hyun-Su standing in front of the remains of the bus. His brown eyes made you cry harder. He was back. Eun-Hyeok stood up, as Hyun-Su made his way toward the both of you.

Once he stood in front of you he pulled you to your feet, before his arms tightly embraced you. "Oppa...you're back." You couldn't help but cry, causing him to gently rub your back in an attempt to calm you. "It's okay." Another attempt to soothe you. You hugged him tighter, begging the ache in your heart to go away. He slightly pulled away as your breathing evened out, but tears still raced down your cheeks. He wiped the tears, "I'm sorry." Escaping his lips.

It felt as if he was apologizing for letting dark Hyun-Su take over but also for Eun-Hyoek's actions.

"It's okay, Hyun-Su." You struggled to put a smile on. Eun-Hyeok began walking off toward the way he assumed the stadium was. You squeezed Hyun-Su's hand, "Thank you for coming back to me." You gently said before letting go. You caught up to Eun-Hyeok, grabbing his wrist to stop him. "I'm not letting you leave again. You can hurt me all you want, I don't care how much more pain I have to go through or how long I have to wait for you, I'll wait." You sniffled.

He turned to face you, "I have my memories, but I don't have any emotions." It felt as if this was his way of  apologizing. "That's how it is for us, and we learn fast." He pulled your hand off his own wrist. "If you're fast learners, you can learn emotions. I'll love you... love you until you learn to love me again." You said in an even voice. He remained silent, turning to walk off again.

Another tear slipped from your red eyes. Grabbing his wrist once again you turned, pulling him in the opposite direction, the correct way to the stadium. Your hand clasped his tightly not allowing him to let go. As you reached Hyun-Su your other hand finding his as you continued to make your way to the stadium. Hyun-Su threw a glare at Eun-Hyeok, infuriated that your tears were his cause.

Hyun-Su squeezed your hand in his pulling you more towards him, "You shouldn't wait for him, he doesn't deserve it." He said as if Eun-Hyeok wasn't even there. If it weren't for your hand tightly gripping his cold one, you'd forget he was even there. "I know, but I—I still love him." You stuttered and glanced at Eun-Hyeok whose sharp eyes never strayed from looking in front of him.

You turned resting your head on Hyun-Su's shoulder, "You don't know how much I missed you, Oppa." Eun-Hyeok's eyes cautiously glanced your way as you weren't looking.

"Me too," Hyun-Su replied glancing toward you, placing a kiss to your forehead. A small smile painted your lips. It was your first genuine smile since he had returned. Lee Eun-Hyeok gazed ahead once again, not wanting to stare at your smile for too long. Something about it caused a stir deep within him.

You had grown used to waiting, almost numb to the feeling. You had waited for Lee Eun-Hyeok, for your brother Cha Hyun-Su, if you had to wait a little longer to truly be united with the man you loved then that is what you will do. You refused to believe that the Eun-Hyeok you love was no longer within the man beside you. You knew deep within him he was there somewhere. Although Eun-Hyeok had crushed all your hope, the return of your Hyun-Su reignited it. You had Hyun-Su now, and that would be enough.

You will ignore the ache in your heart and wait for Lee Eun-Hyeok's return. You will gaze into his dark brown cold eyes with the warmth of your own. Meet his emotionless face with your own filled with desperation, love, any other emotion you could muster. You will love this shell of a man that used to be your Eun-Hyeok. Because it's all you could do.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A/N: Is this my first post in like over a year? Yes… 😭😭 Did I write this at like 4am after I finished watching season 3? Yes.

Also I was v disappointed with Lee Eun Hyeoks return or how it was written I guess, like why was he more loving toward Cha Hyun Su than his sister? 😭😭

+Also where are all the sweet home fics? I’ve read like all of them already 😭

[kuebandungs]

Sweet Home Imagines : 01

☆ Lee Eunhyuk x fem!Reader ☆

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Crying.

That's all you could do since two hours ago.

You're too scared. You're alone in this world. In a strange world that you never imagined will become a reality.

"Drink it."

Someone's voice next to you made you look up. With puffy eyes, you looked at him. The man with glasses crouched down to be at eye level with you who was sitting on the stairs.

"You can join the others in the gathering room. I'll ask Eunyu to accompany you later."

He stood up and was about to leave after placing a bottle water next to you. However, you held his hand, causing the man suddenly stop and look at you.

"Can I come with you?" you asked.

You could see that the man was looking at you in surprise. But he quickly neutralized his expression back to normal.

"Okay."

Finally you got up from your place and followed his steps.

When passing through the corridor which is the gathering place for the residents of this apartment, you suddenly look down. You were too afraid to respond to the various looks they gave you.

"Come on."

You only looked up when this man took you into a room with a CCTV monitor screen and an old sofa in the corner of the room.

"This is the CCTV room. No one comes here except me and certain people."

You nodded slightly at his explanation.

"You can rest on the sofa while I do my work," said that man.

Your eyes watch the movements of the man who is now sitting in front of the monitor screen. He looks very focused, as if he immediately forgot about your existence in this room.

Your gaze now looks to the other side. With slow steps you went towards the sofa. You sat and stared blankly at the view in front of you which was the man's back.

As the seconds pass by, your eyes start to feel heavy. You suspect this is the effect of fatigue after a day of running away from the terrible creatures you encounter and also because after all this time you can finally feel the softness of the sofa you're currently sitting on.

Until finally you actually fall asleep on the sofa.

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You didn't know how long you have been asleep, until when you open your eyes you saw an empty room. You stare at the chair which has now been abandoned by its owner somewhere.

You looked down when you realized that there was a plaid shirt covering you. You remember that this shirt is the same as the one worn by the man with glasses before.

"Already up?"

The voice sounded at the same time as someone who had just entered the room.

"How long have I been sleeping?" you asked while changing you position to sitting.

"About 3 hours. It's dinner time now, take it."

"Uh... thanks." You accept the bowl of food from him.

He nodded then walked back to his seat in front of the monitor.

You noticed that his shirt was still in your lap. You cleared your throat slowly.

Your sigh succeeded in making him turn his chair to face you. "Um, this.. is yours?" you said showing his shirt.

"Yes. Just wear it if you feel cold." He turned his chair back towards the screen.

"Who are you? I mean, what's your name?"

Finally, you can ask questions that have been languishing in your head since beginning. Since this afternoon, as soon as you managed to set foot on the ground floor of Green Home Apartment, this man was the first to greet you at the bottom of the stairs. As if he already knew that you were coming. But now you know that this man must have noticed your arrival through the monitor screen.

"My name is Lee Eunhyuk. I was the one who made the announcement yesterday, so that the residents could come to the first floor to protect themselves from monsters."

You suddenly remembered the male voice coming from the building speakers. No wonder he sounded familiar when he spoke.

"Thank you, Eunhyuk," you said smiling sincerely.

"It's nothing. I should be the one thanking you," Eunhyuk replied.

You looked at him confused. "What for?" you asked.

"Thank you for surviving and fighting to get here. I'm really grateful that you're still alive, (Name)."

The curve of your lips is appeared again. Your heart feels warm knowing that someone cares about you. In fact, he is a stranger you have never knew before.

Wait.

Your smile slowly faded, as a question emerged in your head.

"How do you know my name?"

[kodzukenmaaa]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ pairing: Go Eunhyuk X Reader

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ contents: Eunhyuk wants your food

↷ ⋯ ♡ᵎ warnings: make out, slightly suggestive

"ENJOY YOUR FOOD," your delivery guy said, you give a small nod to the delivery guy before closing the door.

You hummed your favourite song in happiness, you wanted to treat yourself after the hardworking you've done. Self rewarding yourself with your favourite food.

You moan in delight when the familiar flavor of your food touches your mouth, thanking the chef who made this food wishing him to have a long generation for him or her in the future.

"What are you eating?"

You barely look at him before stuffing your mouth with the food.

"(Your fav food)." You replied with your legs swinging happily like a child receiving a balloon.

"What's this? You only bought one?" Eunhyuk ask looking at the bag to find it empty and noticed there's only 1 take away tray on the the table, "What about me? You didn't think of your boyfriend?"

He leans to the counter with his whole body facing your joyful face, your stuffed cheeks reminds him of a squirrel.

"You already eat remember?" You shove another mouthful into your mouth.

"When?"

"A moment ago when you came after going out."

He push his body from the counter with a push from his hip, and walking around and standing behind you. Leaning down to your shoulder, putting his head on your neck, "Give me a bite." You can feel his hot breathe hitting the crook of your neck.

You shake your head, "No."

He nuzzle his head to your neck even more at your reply, "Just one small bite," his voice was a bit muffled.

"Nooooo" you teased him. Taking another spoonful bite, mocking him.

"Wow really? You're so childish." He scoff at your face. You just shrug your shoulder taking more bites of your food with a very punch able face. Mocking him.

"Fine then." He grumble, he pulled away. You hold back a grin thinking he gave up on asking a bite.

The moment you swallowed your food, a palm was placed behind your head and turn your head to the side, your lips meeting his lips roughly.

His other hand snakes it way from your waist bringing it up to your cheek, they were rough but with a hint of gentleness. Each time your lips moved against his, your breathe was stolen from you. He pressed you to him.

You slowly melted into him, his hand on the back of your head rubbing your head. You shuddered at his touch.

His lips moving to the side and pulling away, his hand immediately snatch the spoon from your hand and take a huge bite from your food. He hummed at the taste, "This is good." He says with his mouth full before walking away.

You just sit there in shock and face hot, did he just randomly make out with you for a bite?

"THIEF!" you shout, ears blowing fuse.

The things he do.

៚ · 💌 | 🌙

I miss writing, this came up on my head randomly had ti quickly write this before it's gone.

[baekgo]

Just a cute idea . . .

Wild idea, what if the love triangle was between Ra-im, Eunhyeok, and Dohwa??

HEAR ME OUT.

⚠️ : THIS POST WAS NOT MADE TO HATE ON THE WEBTOON SERIES: OPERATION: TRUE LOVE

This is like if Ra-im woke up in a different world, her mother would be there, but her father would still be gone. Her mother would constantly be absent due to the amount of work she has to keep up with the growing economy so Ra-im tries her best to get a scholarship.

The people around them would still be the same, and there would only be a slight change in personality and perspective.

Ra-im and Eunhyeok would still meet through the piano competition thing, and their interaction up until Su-ae became relevant to their relationship will remain. It’s a world where Su-ae doesn’t exist and Ra-im becomes the main character.

I’ve just had this idea because I cannot, for the love of god, get Ra-im out of my head and her past with Eunhyeok. It pains me to think about, and I need to yap about it through a fic that I believe would have a more mature plot than the original.

Walk with me through the plot . . . (just more yapping)

I believe Ra-im’s mother would be struggling to keep a stable household, but Ra-im isn’t forced to work since she has a scholarship. Her mother finds a way to make ends meet so she’s able to live a life away from poverty, but not far from it. This brings up her sometimes cold attitude, but from it also sprung her fake charismatic side.

She would still meet Eunhyeok in the competition that he won, where he would later give her the trophy and the prize since he found out why she joined the competition (to help her mother). Her attitude towards Eunhyeok remains the same, still a bit cold in the beginning.

In this world, Dohwa would be given a “fair chance” since he would meet Ra-im while she has this cold attitude towards Eunhyeok. Although, her attitude doesn’t change towards Dohwa, it piques his interest. Slowly, Ra-im would learn to accept the two in her life.

She gains (I’m not sure if that’s the word to use) the “jealousy” and her personality from OTL through her classmates, who she knows have much more lavish lives. She’s kind of like Dohwa here, but she develops a lot of negative feelings and it would revolve around her relationship with herself and others. No jelly phone, no love points, just Yu Ra-im trying to navigate her way into life.

Should I write it? If so, where should I?

[kokobopam]

And we'll all dance along by kokobopam

To his right, barely lit by a ghostly light, he sees human-like figures. [A play in one act]

Hyukjae-centric

Word count: 2,215

Tags: puppets, thriller, inspired by the SS9 Burn The Floor performance

[ineunhaeshead]

Me rendiré cuando las gardenias del corredor se marchiten.

Ese lunes llegó temprano del trabajo. La luz que entrababa por las ventanas pintaba de tonos cálidos su hogar. Eran las cuatro de la tarde y en su mano sostenía una bolsa de tela llena de papas. Lee Hyukjae parecía buscar a alguien en casa mientras analizaba que en realidad “ser el jefe” implicaba, la mayoría del tiempo, llegar antes que todos al trabajo e irte de último. No recordaba con exactitud la última vez que había estado en casa a una hora que no fuera después o durante la cena. 

Se detuvo en medio de la sala y dejó salir un enorme suspiro. En casa no había nadie. Manteniendo la calma, se apresuró a la salida, subió de nuevo a su auto y pisó el acelerador conduciendo cuesta abajo.

Cuando llegó a su destino paseó su vista hasta que por fin, a lo lejos, logró visualizar un cuerpo pequeño y encorvado sentado en una banqueta con algunas palomas que le rodeaban bajo sus pies. Bajó del auto y caminó en su dirección.

—¡Señor Lee Kang Heon!  —el pequeño hombre giró su cabeza lentamente y entrecerró sus ojos bajo las enormes gafas para lograr verlo bien. Le sonrió despreocupado y se hizo a un lado dejándole espacio para sentarse junto a él. —Lo hizo de nuevo, y ni siquiera se tomó la molestia de llamar y avisarme.

—No tengo que pedirte permiso de nada, mocoso, soy un adulto y sé cuidarme solo.  —Hyukjae tomó un puñado de migajas de pan del recipiente que sostenía el otro hombre y las lanzó al suelo.

—¿Nunca ha oído el dicho de que hay un punto en el que el padre se vuelve el hijo y el hijo el padre? Papá, estamos en ese punto ya.

Lee Kang Heon no le contestó, tampoco lo miró de vuelta. Hyukjae lo miró preocupado unos segundos y luego esperó a que su padre terminara el recipiente de migajas. 

En el camino de vuelta a casa Hyukjae se preguntó si la renuencia a aceptar la vejez y la terquedad en general venía inherente luego de los 60 años y todos pasaban por eso o simplemente solo era su padre el que era de esa manera. Finalmente, Hyukjae volvió a hablar.

—Sabes que yo solo me preocupo por ti. Eres lo más importante en mi vida.

—Ese es el problema.  —Hyukjae sostuvo el volante con ambas manos en vez de una sola y se preparó para lo que venía a continuación.  —No debería de ser así. Tienes 36 años y no tienes una pareja siquiera. No puedo dejar este mundo si eso supone que te quedarás solo. Ese es justo el problema, solo me tienes a mí.

—¿Y eso qué tiene que ver con que te fuiste a alimentar palomas y no me avisaste?  —su propio comentario lo hizo reír un poco — Además, ¿Sungmin está pintado o qué? Ha sido mi amigo desde los 15, y aunque quisiese, papá, nunca me dejará en paz, eso te lo aseguro. 

Hyukjae comprendía las preocupaciones de su padre perfectamente, pero a veces tratar de explicar algunas cosas desde su lado de la brecha generacional hasta el lado de su padre lo obligaban a preferir mil veces resolver en tiempo récord un desfalco financiero de la empresa en 1 mes con un protocolo de contención de 3 meses. 

En ese período de tiempo, no solo la empresa se empezaba a caer en pedazos, sino que su vida ya llevaba medio camino de estarse despedazando, porque durante esa crisis financiera, a pesar del enorme estrés y frustración, se dio cuenta que ya había recorrido lo suficiente como para mandar todo a la mierda y arriesgarlo todo por algo que todo su ser cantaba en coro disparates que susurraba su corazón pero que nunca había querido escuchar, así que terminó su relación de 3 años con la mujer más ilógicamente conveniente y perfecta; aprendió, a las malas, el valor de no precisamente mentirle a su padre pero tampoco de decirle toda la verdad. Y ante las amenazas de Kang Heon de lo que le pasaría si no regresaba con aquella mujer, Hyukjae dijo “Este mes ha sido muy caótico, y me di cuenta durante ese tiempo de que lo último que necesito ahora es casarme. Necesito unas vacaciones y tú necesitas agradecerme por salvar tu legado y no haberme matado en el intento, y agradecerle a ese bufete de abogados que son demasiado excelentes en su trabajo”.

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 —Yo solo quiero que seas feliz, lo sabes.

Hyukjae vio a su padre mirarlo consternado desde el otro lado de la mesa mientras masticaba sus papas con queso. Definitivamente las personas vuelven a ser unos niños cuando envejecen, su padre tenía el paladar de un niño de 5 años y se había vuelto un niño muy obstinado también. 

—No sé, papá, tal vez casarme y tener 4 hijos para malcriarlos no sea algo que me haga feliz.

—Bueno, mocoso sarcástico, pues estar solo es algo muy deprimente y desgraciado igual.

Hyukjae vio la terquedad y la determinación que caracterizaba a los Lee brillar a través de los ojos de su padre, entonces suspiró derrotado y dejó de tensar sus hombros.

—Nunca te rendirás con el tema, ¿cierto?

—Me rendiré cuando las gardenias del corredor se marchiten.

Lee Kang Heon cuidaba aquellas flores blancas con más afecto del que recibió Hyukjae en toda su vida; de hecho, esas gardenias estaban más conservadas y saludables que los pasantes de la empresa. Estaba cada día más convencido que su padre vivía sus días para esas gardenias y para hostigar a Hyukjae con el mismo tema. A lo que se refería su padre era que de la única forma en que esas gardenias se marchitaran sería cuando él falte en este plano de la vida, entonces, eso significaba que iba a insistir con el tema hasta su último aliento.

—Te amo, papá, esto que hago o lo que no hago, no lo hago para molestarte y lo sabes muy bien.

Kang Heon le sonrió a su asombroso hijo cálidamente y siguió hurgando el queso en sus papas. Escuchó como Hyukjae contestaba una llamada y se levantaba de su silla mientras empezaba a apresurarse a la salida mientras decía una excusa como “el vigilante vino a dejarme el reloj que dejé en la oficina” o algo así, las excusas que su hijo inventaba comenzaban a ser cada vez menos elaboradas. 

Al escuchar la puerta principal cerrarse, se bajó de la silla y caminó lentamente hacia el dormitorio de invitados, el cual era bodega también, y sacó una caja de madera la cual arrastró hasta la ventana. 

Siendo sincero, su hijo había cumplido y superado sus expectativas toda la vida, y cuando tomaba una decisión que le parecía fuera de lugar, con el tiempo había comprendido que había criado a un gran hombre, inteligente, sincero, paciente, considerado, sensible y seguro de sí mismo, y entonces fue aprendiendo a confiar en él. 

Ya arriba de aquella caja, se asomó por la ventana y con su anciana visión alcanzó a ver el notable y lujoso auto gris frente al edificio. Kang Heon pensó en que quizás no fue el padre perfecto, no fue el más afectivo ni el más comunicativo, pero seguía trabajando en ello incluso a esta avanzada edad, la cuestión era que él quería que Hyukjae comprendiera que no había cosa en el mundo que lo hiciera dejar de amar a su propio hijo y que supiera que podía contar con su padre en lo que fuera. Entonces, ¿por qué era tan difícil hacerle saber eso a su hijo? Bueno porque todavía no se había graduado de la escuela de habilidades en comunicación asertiva y porque a veces hablar de situaciones incómodas son menos incómodas cuando tus hijos son adolescentes que cuando ya son todos unos adultos.

Bajo sus ojos estaba la ciudad vestida de una hermosa noche de primavera y se encontraba su hijo de 36 años corriendo como si tuviera 20 años menos hacia aquel auto que ya estaba acostumbrado a ver, de este se bajó un hombre de cabello y atuendo impecable, el cual también estaba ya acostumbrado a ver. Y antes de regresar a la cocina vio cómo su hijo besaba los labios de aquel hombre. Kang Heon podía ser un anciano entrometido y hasta chismoso a veces, pero también sabía que existían límites y que su hijo merecía privacidad.

Lee Hyukjae, su asombroso hijo, estaba fallando en 2 cosas: En pensar que algo cambiaría en él ante alguna decisión que tomara y en pensar que por tener 79 años era tonto y no se iba a dar cuenta que algo más había pasado durante aquella crisis financiera, crisis de la cual Hyukjae no habla sin mencionar al bufete de abogados financieros, y sabía perfectamente que cuando su hijo se refería a ese bufete, en plural, en realidad se refería a un solo abogado, en singular, el hombre del lujoso auto gris, el hombre que Lee Kang Heon estaba cien por ciento seguro que hacía feliz a su hijo.

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 —¿A qué le sonríes, papá?

Para cuando su hijo regresó, notó que en efecto le habían ido a devolver su reloj, y mientras estuvo ausente había tenido tiempo suficiente para darse cuenta de muchas cosas y de juntar el valor para tomar una decisión y sin más, soltó:

—Estaba pensando que fuese bueno que lo invitaras a cenar. O al menos a subir, porque a veces lo tienes ahí afuera en pleno invierno, eres un mocoso grosero.

                                                      FIN

Ya casi se cumplen 8 meses desde que el papá de Hyukjae dejó este plano. Lo extrañamos mucho don Lee, gracias por ser un gran padre y haber criado a un gran hombre. Espero que también se le escape en la madrugada a San Pedro para comer cosas que no debe, así como se le escapaba a su familia.

[akimoons]

i saw your tom riddle wip and it looked so beautiful 🫶🫶 can't wait till it comes out!! (also hii new moot it's nice to meet you)

AAACK HI NEW MOOT !! ‹33 i honestly forgot about the draft so ahm. ahm. it might be time to finish some......

[allrisehyukhae]

[mikanotes]

teach me ft. eunhyuk x gn!reader

genre: angst/comfort (?) established relationship (?) warnings: sweet home 3 spoilers, nothing much just not my best fic Sorry!!! possibly super ooc eunhyuk author’s note: not much insp so this isn’t my best! the season was pretty good though so. yeah! have this because i love eunhyuk and i missed him a lot.

summary: What do you do when the fight is over? When the person you were looking for comes back with half of his self missing?

“You know I could be of use to you, right?”

“How?”

You groan in annoyance, tilting your head back. The sky is clear and the streets are quiet. This doesn’t quite feel like the ultimate perfect ending, it doesn’t quite feel like peace, but it’s a kind of calm you won’t take for granted. You look back up and continue walking.

“You’re missing tons of emotions. Trust me, there’s no one better than me to help you relearn them.” you say, attempting a dramatic salesman kind-of tone but failing miserably. You hear Eunhyuk scoff and think it was a bit of a victory, anyways.

“That sounds believable.”

“It is!” you insist, jogging up to him, “I swear we were dating before you went off and died.”

“I know.”

“That’s insane. You— I mean, you didn’t forget things, so then you must know this isn’t how you treat the person you’re dating after not seeing them for over a year. Surely.”

Eunhyuk turns to look at you. “The person you’re dating? We’re still together?”

“I mean, it’s not like I ever gave up on you.” you say, crossing your arms. He stares at you blankly for a couple more seconds before looking ahead again.

“Sounds like a waste of time.”

You sigh and let your expression fall for a second before fixing it. When your gaze falls on Eunhyuk again, his own expression has changed ever-so-slightly. There’s a crease between his eyebrows and his eyes are squinting a little, with a familiar tilt of his head. Then he blinks and returns to this neutral expression of his. “Is it not?”

“What else do you have to do with your time?”

“Finding others—”

“—Like you. Sixteenth time you say this, by the way,” you scoff, walking ahead of him. “You’re starting to sound like a broken record.”

Your eyes are burning a little bit. No, none of this feels victorious. To hell with a final battle, with everyone escaping, with everything. Nothing has changed. All that’s good is Eunhyuk being alive and he only feels like half of himself.

The worst part is that he acts the same as he used to. To the detail. It’s so obviously him that it almost hurts— All his actions just miss the hidden emotions he always kept close to his heart. Now it all feels empty.

Eunhyuk says your name and your heart feels like it stops. Just for a moment. You turn to see him catch up to you and slow at your side.

“This thing,” he says, and pulls out a necklace from a pocket inside his coat, “It’s yours.”

You blink. “… Yeah. It is.”

He looks at the piece of jewelry, holding it up by the chain like some kind of random thing he found on the street, before tossing it around his hand and grabbing the pendant in his palm.

“She said to use memories to relearn emotions,” he recalls quietly, then turns to look at you, “What do you think?”

“You tell me. Do your memories help?”

“I remember caring about you.”

You stare at him dead in the eye and barely blink at all for a few seconds. He does, and tilts his head again.

“What is it?”

“Why am I the only one still in love? That’s really unfair.” you huff.

“Don’t cry.”

“I’m not.”

“I said I remember everything, why are you trying to fool me? You always made this exact same face when you tried to hold back your tears,” he states, “I know this much.”

You heave a deep sigh and crouch down on the ground, covering your face with your hands. He’s right. It’s starting to make you angry. It really is him. It’s as if part of you was still trying to believe it wasn’t really Eunhyuk, that he was pretending not to feel emotions anymore. But it really hits you this time, that he’s simply lost that part of himself. You should be grateful that’s all he lost in the process of his rebirth, but you miss him. You miss him so much it hurts.

“I told you not to cry,” he sighs, and the closeness of his voice indicates he moved to your level, “What’s the point?”

“I miss you.”

“I’m right here.”

You shake your head.

“…If it’s making you this sad, then alright. Help me relearn them. Emotions,” he says. You take a deep breath and look up slowly. He’s waiting, crouching in front of you, a casual expression on his bloody face. “I’m a quick learner.”

“Okay. I’m bad at teaching though, I totally lied earlier. Promise not to leave me.”

“I have no reason to anymore. Besides…” he trails off, gaze averting. “…”

Lee Eunhyuk is more confused than he’d like to admit. He doesn’t feel emotions anymore, and he doesn’t feel any attachment to them either. There’s little hints of them, however, here and there. He sees you in pain and there’s a slight discomfort in his chest, reminiscent of a time long gone. He sees that necklace and picture and wonders why he bothers carrying them around, still. He sees the road ahead of him and acknowledges that he’s… Just a bit lost.

What now?

“… It’s for the best I stay with you,” he says, blinks, then looks at you again, “I think.”

“You think?”

“That’s the best I can give you.” He smiles, a bit tightly, and the grimace you make in return before scoffing out a laugh tells him he must not be doing a great job at this whole thing. He gives up for now.

“Let’s find somewhere safe to stay first.”

“Anywhere is safe as long as you stay with me.”

You give him an expression of irritation that he doesn’t really understand and get up, immediately beginning to walk away. “Don’t say things like that! You’re making me hope! Shut up!”

He gets up slowly and follows you. “It’s true, though.”

“Shut up!”

[luvsae]

Listen im a huge simp for Cha Hyun-su (sweet home) I even tried shifting there (im still trying)

And I wanna request for like were dating Hyun-su and were also infected so uh yeah

Idk but if you can try to do something with that

ask and you shall receive <3

(wasn't sure whether or not to do headcanons or a fic but... an actual fic is more interesting!!)

also,,, sorry if it's a bit short!! i was sleep deprived when i wrote this </3

infected love | cha hyunsu

pairing; hyunsu x gn!reader

- you and hyunsu are both infected but that doesn't get in the way of your love <3

Ever since the strange days of the apocalypse started, you and Hyunsu made sure to be safe - that's why you stayed in your shared apartment at first.

That was until Hyunsu was infected.

Hyunsu was worried that he would infect you, but you told him that it didn't matter and you would love him no matter what.

Eventually, you did get infected, but you felt perfectly fine - especially with Hyunsu by your side.

When people found out that you were both infected, Eunhyuk decided to lock you two together in one of the rooms in the apartment.

Hyunsu begged for you to not be locked up but you didn't mind it, but Eunhyuk also declined his request.

Now, you and Hyunsu were starting to be let out more and socialize with other people. (Although it was awkward).

"That sweater looks cute on you," you cooed. "I think you should get more like that."

Hyunsu wore a blue sweater - it was from one of the bins located in the main lobby for anyone, and he decided to wear it, but you loved it more than he did. "Really?"

"Of course," you stood on your tip-toes and gave him a peck on the cheek. "You look cute in anything."

Hyunsu laughed, scratching the back of his neck as he was flustered. "You look cute in anything too."

"Thank you." You smiled.

Your moment was interrupted by Eunhyuk who called you to dinner. Dinner time was always difficult as people judged you - mostly Seok-hyun and any of the people were scared.

You took your hand in Hyunsu's, giving it a tight squeeze to prepare not just him but also you for whatever insults would be thrown at you.

Both of you followed Eun-hyuk into the room where everyone ate. You two already gained most of the looks in the room which gave you a little bit of anxiety.

"Hey, hey, Eun-hyuk. What are those monsters doing here?" Seok-hyun snarled, "I don't want my food to be contaminated."

"Seok-hyun," Eun-hyuk started, "not now."

"No," Seok-hyun started, "get out of here, both of you!"

You laughed as the man looked up at you, it was funny. "If you don't want to be infected then don't eat here, simple."

"What did you say?" Seok-hyun mocked your laughing. "You're being smart with me now? I've got to-"

Seok-hyun raised a hand to you but was stopped when Hyunsu held him by the arm tightly. "I know you don't have any manners or human decency, but I would stop if I were you."

You had never heard Hyunsu so serious and defensive. Of course, he defended you, but this was a new side of him.

"I-" Seok-hyun was flustered and embarrassed, he didn't know what to do in the moment. "Eun-hyuk, do something!"

"Just let them eat," Eun-hyuk said before walking out of the room.

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After eating, you and Hyunsu decided to sit elsewhere in the building. Your backs against the wall as Hyunsu held your hand in his lap.

You had your head rested on his shoulder as a sigh escaped you. He noticed immediately and squeezed your hand. "What's wrong?"

"It's hard being like this," you started. "I don't mind being infected, of course it isn't ideal, but I just wish people wouldn't be so quick to judge."

"Hey," Hyunsu rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand comfortingly. "Who cares what people think? Especially Seok-hyun, he's an asshole."

You laughed. "You can say that again."

"Besides, I won't judge you," he told you. "Even if I wasn't infected."

"You're too sweet," you kissed his covered shoulder and smiled. "The best boyfriend I could've asked for."

"I love you," he blurted out. "So much."

"I love you more." You replied back.

"What should we do tonight?" Hyunsu asked, a smile still remaining on his face. "Do you have any ideas?"

"I wish there were more options," you sighed. "I think we should just be with each other. I want us to have a nice sleep."

"That sounds nice to me," Hyunsu smiled. "I'm sorry about what happened today, by the way. You didn't deserve that."

"It's okay," you told him. "Thank you for defending me. I appreciate it and I meant to thank you before."

"I'll always be here to defend you, I promise."

"And I will do the same for you." You smiled, leaning in the peck his cheek.

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It started to get late as you and Hyunsu went into your room to get some sleep, or at least attempt to.

You two were the only ones locked up in the 'infected room' but it was nice, just being away from everyone and not have anyone complaining about being near them.

Eun-hyuk was nice enough to give you two a mattress from one of the rooms downstairs. It was slightly comfortable but being next to Hyunsu was the only thing that mattered to you.

You lay down on the bed, a sigh of relief escaping you lips as the tiredness dawned over you. Being infected could be hard - you were often tired and needed your rest.

Sometimes when you were in bed, the thoughts about what could happen after the apocalypse appeared in your head. What would happen if everything went back to normal yet you and Hyunsu were the only infected people? Would they take you in? Would they-

"Hey," Hyunsu snapped you out of your thoughts, "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay. Just tired," you told him, smiling. "Are you?"

"'I'm also tired." Hyunsu smiled back.

"Let's sleep." You turned on your side, Hyunsu shifted closer and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you even closer to him.

"I love you," he said, kissing you one last time - this time on your arm. "Infected, whatever, I love you no matter what."

"I love you no matter what either," you told him. "I'll love you forever."

[wookiez]

On my knees begging for eunhyuk x male reader oneshot🙏 Just fluff, the reader is golden retriever like and follows him around a lot? And then they yk kiss kiss 😘 Sorry that it’s not very descriptive. Of course you can always discard this and if you don’t, please take your time<3

𓆩❤︎𓆪 little follower !!

pairing : lee eunhyuk x male reader

genre : fluff

synopsis : golden retriever reader follows eunhyuk around like a puppy the whole day and they end up confessing to each other.

author's note : love the fact that it's male reader, we need more male readers in fics!!but anyway, I hope this fluff fits up to your expectations.

lee eunhyuk is a calm-headed and rational guy. you've met him when you've first moved into the green home apartment, way before the tragedy happened. you still remember the first time you met. you had bumped into him while writing a uni essay that was due in two days, he was holding a cup of coffee and it spilled both on your shirt, and your essay paper. you panicked since you worked so hard writing that particular essay for days and it's exactly due in two days and you desperately tried to wipe the coffee stain off, but it was inevitably ineffective. the essay was wet and long gone. eunhyuk took notice of that and decided to lend a hand by rewriting your essay for you. that's when you started to take interest in him. slowly that interest built into love.

since then, you've always tried to interact with him in any way you can. though currently, the whole residence of the green home apartment is struggling especially with what's going on outside currently. It's been a few days since it happened, when strange monsters started appearing and spreading.

you've noticed how eunhyuk has taken the role of a leader and has led the remaining residents. due to that, he has a lot of responsibilities and burden on his shoulders.

so now currently in the present, you're following him around as he orders some of the residents. then, you followed him to the bathroom. as he was about to unzip his pants to pee,

“why do you always follow me around everywhere?” eunhyuk questions.

“is it wrong for me to follow you everywhere, hyuki?” you reply, with a bright smile.

he stares at you, expressionless as he always does, “it's somewhat a violation of privacy, but I guess not. do whatever you must as long as it doesn't affect anything bad.” he says

“okie dokie!”

“now, please could you leave and let me pee in peace.”

“lets pee together, hyuki. I've already seen your dick before!”

you've been following him around the whole day, like you always do. right now, all of the remaining residents are here as eunhyuk was strategizing a plan. they were all looking at him, eyes full of hope that he'll come up with a good plan to ease them of the disaster-like happenings.

“your cuteness is making everyone stare, hyuk!” you say in a teasing tone.

he looks at you, deadpan. he's used to your random comments by now. that doesn't stop you from noticing how red his ears are though.

the other residents also, are used to your random comments. you've always stuck to eunhyuk like a piece of gum, you're literally inseparable.

after explaining the plan and strategy, all of the residents separated to do whatever they wanted to do. you're left with eunhyuk.

“hyuki, I know you like me! I saw your ears turn red earlier!” you say gleefully.

“maybe I possibly do.”

“huh?" you let out, as you were caught off guard.

“maybe I do like you. no, I do like you. ”

you were taken aback, processing the situation.

“i'm aware that this situation isn't really the best time to confess considering that things that have been happening outside lately but, I just had to let it out.” he continues.

you suddenly regained your consciousness back and a big smile engulfed your face.

“you darn loverboy! I knew I was irresistible!” you joked, while giggling.

“i'm really glad you do though. because I love you so much that it makes me feel as if any time without you is far too long.” you continue.

“is that why you follow me around so constantly?” he asks.

“yep!” you reply.

“anyhow...” you say as you take his glasses off,

“you're so pretty, eunhyuk.”

he stares into your eyes, you lean in closer giving him a peck on the lips.

“hehe, I've always wanted to know how your lips felt—”

you feel hands grabbing your neck and pulling you closer into a deep kiss. his lips touched yours. deeply kissing you into a high state. then you both pull away, faces both red.

“...that was really something, hyuki.”

“yeah...never expected I could do that type of sort.”

extra !!

you were currently playing with eunhyuk's hair as he read a book, sat between your legs. you call out to him.

“hyuk!”

“hm?” he looks away from his book, now his gaze is on you. you gave him a soft peck on the lips. you have a thing for giving him pecks on the lips nowadays.

then you said,

“my mega schlong is bigger than yours.”

honestly, I didn't have much ideas for this unfortunately because sweet home is quite the sad dark action horror story it's quite hard to make it fully fluff but I sure do hope you liked it.

©wookiez

[skullpie]

hihi it’s lorelei ✿ !!

i’m a writer, welcome to my x reader blog!

about me: she/him, bi, sideblog . . .

this blog !! ; asian dramas mostly, fem reader unless specified by request, smut heavy (sorry!)

requests are . . . OPEN !! ⇩

fandoms i write for . . .

meteor garden

daoming si

huaze lei

xi men

mei zuo

all of us are dead

cheongsan

suhyeok

junyeong

gyeongsu

namra

onjo

alice in borderland

chishiya

arisu

karube

tatta

banda

kuina

usagi

sweet home

hyunsu

eunhyuk

jisu

sangwook

uimyoung

jaeheon

in terms of smut . . .

no-no’s

scat, rape play, race play, piss, ddlg, non-con

anything else i don’t want to…

requests . . .

rules

i’m allowed to say no to anything i want!

pls be patient and kind.

i’m posting this fan content for free–you are not entitled to any of my fics. dont act like it.

fandoms (and characters) may fluctuate.

thanks . . . ! ❀꧂

[ttullp]

operation pure love brain-rot,  go eunhyuk x reader. suggestive themes overall fluff.

sounds of the bed’s soft sheets rustling as eunhyuk’s strong pair of arms pushed your body on the mattress, your back against the headboard as he positioned himself while both his hands locked you in between, pinning you.

eunhyuk guided your arms and wrapped them around his neck. his big frame leaned closer, hot breaths fanning against each other. both your gazes interlocked, his face was all flushed and eyes filled with lust and passion.

you could tell it was his first time, it was your first aswell. the shaky breaths he took in between, his reddened ears, and the way he was hesitant with every touch was proof he wasn’t used to intimate touches. ofcourse, it was your job to get him used to it as his lover

you pulled in and kissed him gently, eunhyuk returned the kiss while his hands roam your body, finding its place on your waist, keeping it in place.

lips parting, you made a distance in between the both of you to inhale the needed air. eunhyuk immediately chased after your lips, desperate for more of your sweet taste, your lips meet once more. 

what was once or twice, easily turned into a full on make-out session. the lack of experience made it sloppy and messy, but eunhyuk didn’t mind as long as he could hold you like this, enjoying the intimate time shared by the both of you.

a/n i’m sorry this is so short jkskdhjd. the lack of fics for this fandom made me consider writing more operation pure love stuff in the future, dont be afraid to request thru my asks <3

[hyunsvngs]

do u reckon at least some skz members has come across mxm fanfiction??? (i defo feel like at least one of them have) cause ik other idols have for example san from ateez and some other idol (i forgot his name) but like,,, i think abt this occasionally because the same guy that i forgot his name was upset because he kept on being the bottom a lot more than being a top in fanfics😭 LIKE do think han ever feels that way,,,??? i just wanna know howd they react in heavy detail!!!!

also to add onto that (sorry for yapping sm) like imagine it’s completely wrong as well like han is just a really dommy man theres so many whatifs and i need to know for my own sanity lmfao

the other idols that come to mind are yunho and jaejoong from tvxq/jyj! yunho was very happy to find out he always tops in fics LFMJSSNDN and heechul from super junior wrote his own fanfiction abt donghae & eunhyuk too!!!! he’s cooked 🙏

it leads me to believe they all KNOW guys. i said this before but fanfiction has always been a massive part of culture and i’d be gobsmacked if the boys hadn’t read any lol. also DO NOT apologise for yapping i yap 24/7 and i also think what if we’re completely wrong. what if changbin is a hard dom or smth ITS TERRIFYING

[silv3rswirls]

sweet home wips

last updated | 12.24.2023

story titles and warnings may change upon posting

Hyun Su

patience: they forgot again, it's okay. Tomorrow is another day, right? | helplessness, past neglect, mentions of death, hurt/comfort

unravel: you want to hurt. You want smoke to dry your lungs, glass to tear skin skin, rope to break your neck. | mental health, explicit descriptions of self harm, suicidal thoughts/actuons, blood and injury, messy emotions, past bullying, healing, comfort, open ending

Yandere Hyun Su fic

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Sang Wook

blue: you’ve been trying to build skin, to not cry as much. It was working in a sense, but it felt like your insides were rotting. | angsty, mentions of past abuse, mental health, gore

flowers: this has to be a fate kinder than anything else, or he tells himself it is. | death, angsty, mild descriptions of blood/injuries

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Jae Heon

once more: pay no mind, there’s nothing to be scared of. | panic attacks, claustrophobia, comfort

nsfw alphabet | requested

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Eunhyuk

Romantic/fluffy headcanons (request)

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Ui Myeong

Beware: he’ll only visit at night, you wait for him eagerly. | nsfw, possessiveness, strength kink/manhandling, a little consensual non-consent, yall know I had to throw some religious themes in here 🧍‍♂️ (request)

[elf-bot]

dinner for two? - leeteuk, eunhyuk

genre: smut

word count: 3.03k. pretty long.

request: Hii! Can I please request a threesome with female reader, Leeteuk and Eunhyuk (and also prompt number 4* mentioned somewhere maybe)?👀👀 thanks! There should be more fics with the two of them😭

warnings: threesome, eunhyuk having sexual desires for his friend’s girlfriend, some solo, fingering, exhibitionism, voyeurism, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, slight orgasm denial, creampie*.

[i think this is the longest fic i've ever did. hope it turned out good, enjoy as much as i did 😵‍💫]

Hyukjae followed his leader’s steps as they got into the elevator. Surprisingly, Jeongsu asked him to come for dinner that night after their schedule had been done.

“Like a small celebration, we’re free now for some days I guess. That’s something we need to take. A break,” he said.

Hyukjae was surprised to hear his words. He was a workaholic. Will never take a rest, and when he asked him why he understood.

“Y/n suggested that I take some days for now,” Jeongsu shrugged it off.

Of course. It was because of you. You asked him to rest a little. Leeteuk will always listen to you. And he never stopped talking about you and how amazing you were. If there was a single thing in the room, no matter how small it was, Leeteuk would say out loud how it remainded him of you. You were on his mind 24 hours of the day, 7 days of the week.

It wasn’t for nothing. When Hyukjae finally met you, he knew why. You were attentive, caring, patient, beautiful... Everything Leeteuk would’ve wished for and finally got. For a year now, Leeteuk was head over heels for you. So Hyukjae was. Inside.

He just found you incredibly attractive. Recently, you came up to visit on set when filming their music video. His eyes never left your figure and he watched carefully most of your moves and gestures, but you got eyes only for Jeongsu. Every time you were around it was a difficult task not to hover his gaze all over you.

Hyukjae knew it was wrong, however nobody knew. All the members became close to you and they liked you. So it was the perfect excuse. Nobody would notice. Right?

Leeteuk motioned him to enter the place. They changed their shoes to a pair of slippers and walked inside.

“Y/n, we’re here!” the leader announced. He found you on the kitchen island already preparing some vegetables. He pecked your lips, his arms around your waist with Eunhyuk witnessing both of you.

“Hi!” you beamed to the younger man, who smiled and walked away to sit down on the couch. “You brought him up?” you asked your boyfriend in a low voice. He didn’t say anything of someone else coming.

“Yes, we just finished our last schedule,” Leeteuk said. “Is it bad?”

“No, only I didn’t expect it. You should’ve told me before.”

“Sorry, just a long time since we’ve seen each other.”

“Jeongsu, you just filmed together,” you let out a chuckle. “Well, I think some company is good.”

“It guess,” he smiled. “Eunhyuk, would you like to help us?”

“Coming!”

You asked him to help you with the vegetables and the sauce, while Leeteuk prepared the noodles himself. He wasn’t the best at cooking, so you gave him the easier things to do. Hyukjae was nervous, flustered, knowing some improper thoughts of you were on his mind a couple of days ago and now he was near your figure again after some time.

“Are you okay? You’re getting red,” you laughed.

“Yes, it’s only the heat of the kitchen.”

“Got it, you already finished with those. Can you help me getting some stuff from the upper cabinets?”

You guided him down the cabinet and gestured the spices you wanted. He stopped behind you, enough for his crotch to brush your ass a little when he grabbed the jars. It wasn’t really on purpose, but it happened and you noticed it. It was impossible not to feel that.

You continued the cooking as if nothing happened between jokes and small talks until dinner was ready and served. Hyukjae tried not to focus on you during dinner, but it was hard. The way you licked your lips, your laugh, your hands, everything got his mind occupied. Whenever Leeteuk talked to him he had to put up a straight face.

Later, your boyfriend offered him the guest’s room if he’d like to stay since it was late at night and some rain started to pour. Hyukjae accepted and excused himself to sleep earlier than you, Jeongsu gave him some clothes to sleep on. So it left you and Jeongsu on the couch just watching some random TV shows. When you felt like you were on your own now, you moved to straddle his lap and kissed him deeply, your hands on his cheeks.

“What are you doing?” he laughed, surprised by your sudden move.

“I missed you,” you whispered placing your hands on his shoulder and to his chest. Your fingers playing with the buttons of his shirt. “A lot.”

“And?” he placed his hands under your shirt touching your hips.

“I just wanted to be alone with you, that’s all.”

“We’re alone now,” Jeongsu’s hand teased on your covered breast.

“I don’t think so... But I guess this is how is going to be,” you grinded your hips on him. He was getting hard on his pants, you smiled.

His hand moved down your summer skirt, touching you over the fabric of your panties while the other slided inside your bra gripping on your breast and your hardened nipple. You moaned.

“Keep quiet,” he ordered.

You liked this side of him. You thought he would decline. Seemed he was being more adventurous, consideering that you were not really alone at home and in any time you could get caught in the dim light of the living room.

You had to bit your lip as he slowly made his way to your cunt and slipped a finger inside of you. Thankfully the noise of the TV and the rain helped enough to cover your activities that night. His finger started to move slow, but soon his pace increased. You bucked your hips, breathy moans past your lips. Another finger was added, your eyes shut as you looked for your release.

“Fuck, you're so hot,” he mumbled, feeling your tight walls squeezing around his digits.

He fucked you with his fingers faster waiting for you to reach your high. Your hips moved desperately to meet his knuckles deep inside you. Some small moans left your mouth that you hoped would not be heard. You grabbed his arm harshly as you finally felt the sweet release hitting you.

Hyukjae lay down on the bed, eyes staring at the ceiling above him. He had a tough time trying not to think about you. The way you bent over the kitchen island when you were cooking sent him over the edge earlier. He knew you did it with no intention, there was your boyfriend with you after all, so it was normal. He was able to check over your ass and the way the pale skirt showed your panties through the fabric.

How he wished to be the one bending you over and ripping your clothes off so he could fuck you hard. To grip your hair, roam his hands all over your tits and your hips until they would leave marks for days on your skin. And hear those beautiful, sweet moans you’d make when he’s pounding into you...

“Damn it,” he mumbled to himself.

His hand automatically palmed his growing erection on his pants. Hyukjae knew he was wrong for thinking about you, his leader’s girlfriend, in that way. But he couldn’t help it. He had been deprived of sex for some time now and he needed a quick fix. Jerking off was the easiest way right now.

He managed to pull out his hard dick from the confines of the sweatpants he had on. His hand moved pumping himself at a slow pace, he let his head fall back on the pillows with closed eyes.

Flashy images appeared on his mind, dreaming of you taking care of his problem down there. His hand worked harder on his cock. Hyukjae let out a soft whine thinking how your hands and lips would feel around him, sucking him off until he came on your mouth and all over your face and you swallowing his cum...

Suddenly he stopped.

“Shit.”

He wouldn’t do this in there, right? On the guest’s room of his friend and getting off over a person that wasn’t his? Fuck, he might make a mess and Leeteuk didn't have to find out later. He did his pants again and walked to the door. It was past midnight so he hoped both of you were sleeping already. He had to get to the guests’ bathroom to unwind there and not cause any trouble. His moral left behind.

Without making any noise he left the door half closed, so he made his way through the corridor. There was a soft light coming from the living room so he was careful, but what he found forced him to stop right there before being noticed. He clinged to the wall immediately.

He didn’t expect to witness what his eyes were seeing. You were on your knees between Jeongsu’s legs clearly sucking him off. He could see his hand grabbing an amount of your hair and his head falling back on the couch. The arm of the couch blocked the whole view of his dick disappearing on your mouth, but he was pretty sure of what you were doing. Only the brightness of the TV and a lamp in the room was enough for him to see what was going on.

Jeongsu made you stop and motioned for you to come and straddled his lap again. You obeyed and stood up taking off your panties and tossing them to the carpeted floor to sit on his lap, legs on either side of his hips. You grinded your hips a little and he pushed your skirt up. Hyukjae was sure Jeoungsu buried in when your back arched and soon you began to ride him.

Hyukjae licked his lips. Not sure why he stayed there to watch you bouncing on your boyfriend, who happened to be his hyung and one of his closest friends. You made a rather loud moan, enough to be heard over the sound of the TV. Hipnotized, he bit his lip, feeling his hard dick confined in his pants. What was he supposed to do? Run away? Jerk off right there? The bathroom was near the main door. If he was to walk a couple of feet ahead, he would be seen.

However, it was too late for him to leave. You already felt a couple of eyes on yourself when you turned your gaze to the corridor. A silhouette was standing there in the dark and you knew who he was.

“Eunhyuk?” your mouth fell open stopping yourself on your boyfriend’s lap.  

“Uh?”

Jeongsu glanced on the same direction as you did. Hyukjae had been caught. He thought of going back to his room and stepped back, but you called him out again.

“Come here.”

“What are you doing?” Jeongsu protested, his grip got harder on your hips.

Hyukjae gulped and did as you ordered. He stopped a few steps away from the couch, scared of what would happen.

“Were you spying us?” Jeongsu confronted his group member.

“No, I I’m sorry-”

“How long you’ve been there?” you interrupted.

He stayed silent for a moment.

“Just when you started to... you know...” he did sound regretful. Hyukjae avoided your or Jeongu’s eyes. His glance was glued to the floor.

This was the first time both you and Jeongsu had been caught. It was better for you to just stay still. It was such an intimate moment that had been ruined for your boyfriend. But you have noticed his behavior and felt his eyes on you every time you were together. There was something intriguing about Hyukjae and the way he threated you differently, you thought he actually liked you and the way he acted at dinner wasn’t unnoticed. He even had a hard cock on his pants asking for help.

“Have you been thinking about me, Hyuk?”

Jeongsu’s eyes fell on you, his mouth wide open.

“What?”

“I said have you been thinking about me? Because I’ve felt your eyes before.”

He remained silent once again with his gaze now up. His cheeks getting red and hot, to his luck you couldn’t see due to the darkness covering most of the living room.

“Hyuk, answer. Have you been thinking about my girlfriend?”

“No.”

A soft chuckle left Jeongsu’s mouth.

“Your pants say otherwise.”

“You can join us if you want, right?” you stepped in.

“Y/n, I know we talked about this-”

“I think is the right time.”

“For what?” Hyukjae asked.

You smiled.

“For me to help you. Also, we’ve been talking a lot right now and I’m still horny. Come here,” you whined moving your hips. A soft moan left Jeongsu’s lips, who totally forgot he was still inside you this whole time.

“Just this time,” your boyfriend warned. You smirked.

This was something you talked about before, but Jeongsu never brought it up to anyone. He knew you wanted to try someone else joining, but he wasn’t sure about it before. He trusted Hyukjae and he was hard and horny as fuck, so thinking would be interesting he let it be. On the inside, you also thought his friend was hot, so why not?

You motioned Hyukjae to come closer and reached his sweatpants pulling them down along with his underwear. Jeongsu thrusted his hips into you, making you moan while taking Hyukjae’s hard dick in your hand. You jerked him off meeting your hips with Jeongsu’s and you pulled Hyukjae for a kiss.

He swallowed your moans into his mouth realizing that this was really happening and it wasn’t one of his dreams. His hand grabbed your tit through your dress squeezing it softly. Jeongsu rutted deeply and freneticly as you kissed his friend. Hyukjae nipped your bottom lip making you gasp and break the kiss. His hand squeezed your breast harder and made its way inside your shirt and removing your bra to release your breasts.

You moaned and Jeongsu stopped suddenly and pulled out of you. He motioned you to get up. Quickly you reached Hyukjae’s shirt taking it off along with his pants. He did the same with you quite desperate while Jeongsu, now bare, came from behind nipping on your shoulder, his hands trailing over your stomach until he reached your aching cunt.

“Tell me what do you want,” you whispered to Hyukjae.

“I want you, I want to fuck you,” his voice full of lust.

You guided his hand to your core, your boyfriend’s fingers sliding inside and stretching you again. Hyukjae found your clit and you felt pure bliss at both men stimulating on your most sensitive places. His shyness slowly fading away. You felt close for the second time that night, your walls clenching, but that feeling on your belly didn’t find its release when Jeongsu pulled out his fingers. Quickly he guided you to the couch again to get on your hands and knees for them.

“You can have her now, I want her mouth today,” Jeongsu said. He positioned himself sitting in front of you so you were able to take his cock in your mouth using your hand to cover. You moaned and tasted yourself on his lenght jerking him with your hand and using your tongue, his fingers tangled on your hair.

Hyukjae held your hips with his hands harshly making you whine and adjusted himself on your pussy. You heard him hiss as he entered slowly. His hips started going gently but soon he found his pace fucking you hard and taking your hips with his hands harshly, so hard his grip will leave marks for days.

You pulled out Jeongsu’s dick from your mouth to moan and cry out loud, your hand pumping him fast as Hyukjae fucked you from behind. Jeongsu made you take his cock again on your lips and your moans sent vibrations to his lenght. Both men groaned and moaned softly. Hyukjae still in awe of having you on your knees for him to pound into your tight cunt.

“Does it feel good?” Jeongsu asked sweetly with his fingers on your hair, as if you weren’t bobbing on his dick up and down.

You hummed and nodded around him as you could with your mouth stuffed as Hyukjae’s fingers rubbed your clit. That sweet release feeling ran all over your body as your walls fluttered and finally came. String of curses and groans left the lips of the younger man.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hissed.

You pumped your boyfriend faster, looking for his release. His breath itching letting you know he was already so close. His dick twitched on your mouth and he released with a loud groan and swallowed his salty cum.

Hyukjae pulled you up to him roughly making Jeongsu moan at the loss of your lips wrapped around him. Your back pressed against his chest as he picked his pace, rutting into you hardly. His hand wrapping around your neck to keep you close, his hot breath against your skin.

“Oh God-ah!” you cried.

Breathy moans filled the place, you closed your eyes at the sensitive sensation he was causing on your core, your boyfriend coming down from his high watching you getting fucked by his friend right in front of his eyes.

Hyukjae looked for his own release, letting out soft groans on your ear until he emptied himself on your sensitive pussy. His hips still moving making sure you receive every drop of his seed. You felt Jeongsu coming closer, he cupped your tit with his hand rubbing your nipple and kissed your lips.

“You were great,” Jeongsu smirked. “How was she, Hyuk?”

A moan escaped your throat as he slowly pulled out from you, you felt some of his hot cum dripping on your thighs and you shiver.

“Better than I imagined,” he panted, still not getting over that he actually got to fuck you, his friend’s girlfriend whom he had fantasies for so long.

“Let’s do this more often,” you said.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take you at the same time later,” Jeongsu promised.

“Fuck, I can’t wait.”