#happy valentines day to matz

[guzhufuren]

[rems-writing]

AUD: Stopping the Sacrifice

》 Pairing: bodyguard!San × afab!reader

》 Genre: smut with some angst in the middle

》 Wordcount: 3,890 words

》 Rating: mature

》 Type: series

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork @illusionnet

A/N: oh lawd... this one is a doozy. Anyways, happy Valentine's day, y'all! ❤️ if you look closely, I added a tidbit from the Ateez lore in here lol credits to @yourfatherlucifer for the banner

'Cause I thought it was over. Got me thinkin' my feelings over. You keep doin' it over and over. - Lucky Daye

“In this scenario, you are famous for… whatever you wish to be famous for. Choi San is your bodyguard who occasionally dances whenever he is off duty. He is also hopelessly in love with you, but due to the toxic relationship you’re in with your current significant other, he feels there is nothing he can do. As he spirals downwards, his path ultimately leads him to a tragic accident. Will you save him in time?” - Maddox

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“Jesus fucking Christ.”

Matz, Yeosang, and MITO all looked at you in concern as you paced back & forth, absorbing everything Maddox had relayed to you as you entered the next domain of the corrupted simulation. While the other members were easy, San was the third most difficult pirate king to wake up. According to MITO, San had the second biggest heart in the crew. He always tries to give love to his crewmates whenever he gets the chance. Like Yeosang, he is a gentle giant and a kind soul. It baffles the other members that someone like him would join Halateez. However, he provided the necessary skills they needed to survive so they kept him. Hongjoong and Yeosang took it upon themselves to help you out since they, along with their youngest member, feel the most guilty for not accepting San’s love. Hongjoong took up the role of wardrobe designer, Yeosang took up the role of your manager, Seonghwa took up the role of your personal assistant, and… 

“MITO, don’t tell me you’re playing the role of the toxic boyfriend!”

The tall bounty hunter grinned sadly as he nodded in response to what you said to him. Truth be told, he didn’t want to play this role, but since everyone else had already chosen the other roles, he had no choice but to begrudgingly play this role. He tried hard to act toxic so the virus won’t notice, but he couldn’t find it in him to do so. Despite being the scariest motherfucker alive, he had a heart of gold. 

“I’m sorry, love. I have no choice. I hate it as well.”

You sighed wearily and reassured MITO that it was ok. It was all fake anyways. As you put on your best pantsuit and readied yourself to walk the red carpet, you heard a knock on the door. You shooed MITO and the rest of the men away before clearing your throat and walking towards the door to see who was there. You swung it open and you tried hard not to drool. 

Choi San was a delicious sight to behold. 

Dressed in all black with leather pointed shoes, black sunglasses covering his sharp feline eyes, and the singular gold ring on his index finger being the only splash of color he has, you took in his form and tried to shake the shameful thoughts away. His sleeves were rolled up to reveal muscular forearms, his cheekbones were high and sharp, and his lips were set into a small pout, which offset the intimidating aura he exuded. He stepped inside your room and stretched a bit. Your ogling continued onwards as you stared at his dorito body. Broad shoulders, tiny waist, biceps bulging in his sleeves, heavy chest, and everything else that was on display. Once he stopped stretching, he took off his sunglasses and placed them in his jacket pocket before stepping closer to you and gathering you in his huge arms. 

“Hi, princess.”

His soft yet deep voice lulled you into a sense of temporary comfort as you returned the hug. In the time you had within the domain, you made slow progress. Usually, the client San was guarding was non-chalant and dismissive of the little actions San has done. You were determined to change that. You started returning the acts of affection to San and openly flirted with him right in front of MITO. Of course, MITO had to step in and dramatically call you out in order to keep up the act and San had no choice but to back up and stay in his lane. Other than that, the two of you were in a good spot. MITO and the others have commented on how San’s mood was slowly improving and he even increased the amount of affection he would give to you. 

“Hi, Sannie~”

San’s heart melted when your bashful voice greeted him and said his nickname. He didn’t know what made you change your attitude towards him, but he was going to take advantage of it all before you reverted back to your ways. Little did he know, you weren’t going to change anytime soon. He looked around to see if MITO was around. When he wasn’t, the guard backed you up against a wall slowly and bent down to kiss your cheeks deliberately, making sure his lips lingered on your skin for a second longer before retracting himself. You blushed profusely as you accepted this bold act of affection from him. He held your face in his hands and stared down at you with so much love in his eyes. 

“You have some time until you have to go out there. Come sit with me.”

San led you to your bed and sat on the edge of it, patting the spot next to him. You shook your head and sat down on his lap instead, to which he was surprised with yet didn’t protest as he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer so your bodies were touching. The warmth he radiated increased the temporary comfort you felt around him. He whipped out his phone and scrolled through his gallery until he stopped at a certain video. He adjusted you so your back was touching his chest, both of his arms were around your waist, and his chin was on top of your shoulder, making sure his cheek was touching yours. 

“Check out this freestyle I did before coming up here.”

Your jaw dropped as he showed you the video he took. You knew San was a good dancer but this? You felt disrespected by him. You shoved him playfully and started ranting about how he’s good at dancing and how he looked fine as fuck while doing so. San giggled, his eyes disappearing as he did so. His dimples showed and you couldn’t help but poke them. 

“You need to be locked up, sir!”

“Oh? And who will protect you once I’m locked up?”

“I’ll find a temporary replacement for you!”

“No one can replace me, kitty.”

You didn’t have time to register the new petname he gave you as he grabbed your hips and pushed you down onto the bed, hovering over you while you laid on your back. The close proximity you felt before already made your head swim in dizziness. Now in this position? You felt your entire body burn up and the flustered feeling hit you harder than before. You gazed down at his lips and San must’ve noticed since he started leaning in. Your hands were on his chest in an attempt to push him away. 

“San, we can’t…”

“Can’t we?”

You shivered as he kissed just below your ear and trailed his lips downwards so he could kiss the junction between your collarbone and neck. His hands trailed down your thighs until he used his strength to wrap your legs around his waist. You felt something heavy against your clothed core and your eyes widened. 

HOW BIG WAS THIS MAN?!

“San, wait -”

San lifted his head up and looked at you with his brows furrowed in concern. He feared he may have taken it too far. You let out a shuddering breath as you looked up at him. As much as you wanted him to feed you into the mattress, you had to remember your purpose. 

“We can’t. I can’t. I shouldn’t do this to Barom.”

That was MITO’s name for this domain. 

San sighed out of irritation upon hearing MITO’s fake name. After not mentioning him for so long, that streak had unfortunately broken. He set down your legs and lifted himself up so he was now standing near your bed. You felt awful for stopping this, but you had no choice. His face was unreadable as he fished his sunglasses out of his pocket. He extended a hand towards you and you took it. 

“Come on. You don’t want to be late.”

The softness in his voice was replaced with a gruff tone as he guided you out of your room and followed you at a respectable distance so you could exit the hotel and head to whatever red carpet event you were invited to. As you exited the lobby, thousands of paparazzi and fans flashed their cameras at you, taking as many photos as they could. San blocked off as many photographers as they could while you kept your head down to avoid getting a migraine from all the flashes. 

You were also trying hard not to cry. 

Once inside the limo, San got inside after you and signalled the driver to start driving towards the event. You tried to speak to him, but he looked out the window to avoid any type of conversation with you. You sighed and proceeded to text Seonghwa. 

You: i am trying so hard not to cry rn. he’s not looking me in the damn eye!

Hwaseong: ik, darling. ik… we’re watching from the sidelines as we speak. i can feel the pain you two are going through. but don’t falter now. ur so close to breaking him free! joongie detected no traces of the virus thus far so keep up the good work. if you need to take a break from all of this, just say the word

You: thx, but i think i’ll be fine. i’m approaching the venue for the event. i gtg

Hwaseong: of course, sweetheart. keep ur chin up 💕

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The after party sucked so much ass. 

The alcohol was gross (you were sure that the champagne tastes cheap thanks to your bartending knowledge), you had unnecessary people flirt with you (MITO resisted heavily on protecting you since he had a role to play), and you had no idea where San went. The last time you saw him; some random woman was trying to hook up with him. You couldn’t help but feel jealous so when San tried to talk to you, you turned your back to him. It was a mistake you regretted yet you couldn’t help it. You found a secluded corner and sighed wearily as you surveyed the crowd. You felt a presence beside you and you turned to see the bounty hunter sit next to you. 

“God, I hate this. I hate this role, I hate these people, and I hate that I’m driving a wedge between you & San.”

“It’s not your fault -”

“I know, but still!”

Your heart clenched in pain as MITO vented out his frustrations. The silly and lively bounty hunter had a forlorn expression on his usual bright face. He took off the eyepatch he wore and blinked rapidly so he could adjust the vision in his white eye. You didn’t know why he couldn’t just put a contact in, but you figured that maybe it was his spiel so you didn’t question it. 

“This is painful, but we have to move forward, MITO. We need to focus on the mission.”

MITO nodded solemnly and you scooted closer to him so you could hug him. He chuckled quietly and patted the top of your head. Even though he didn’t see you in a romantic light, he cared for you deeply. A small smile appeared on his face as he looked down at you. You returned the smile and you were about to say something when you heard someone clear their throat. The both of you looked up to see Yeosang staring at you guys with a worried expression on his serene face. You stood up immediately and asked what was wrong. 

“San left the venue. He muttered something about needing to clear his head. I fear this is the final step before we lose him to the simulation forever.”

“FUCK!”

Your exclamation had a few people turn their heads to which MITO glared at them for. A simple ‘Fuck off!’ from his abrasive voice and the people turned back to what they were doing. You sprinted through the crowd with MITO and Yeosang falling behind. Matz caught up to you and the four men tried their best to shield you from the impending number of paparazzi trying to snap photos of you. It worsened when a small batch of news reporters approached you, shoved their mics into your face, and bombarded you with questions. 

“What is the next step in your career?!”

“How do you feel about the results of tonight’s wins?!”

“Do you feel that it was unfair to be nominated and not win once?!”

“Where’s that bodyguard that’s always clinging to you?!”

The questions made your blood boil. 

“Did Barom finally fire him?”

“Why are you still with Barom?”

“Are you having an affair with your bodyguard?”

“Did you cheat on your boyfriend with your bodyguard?”

“Is your boyfriend still considered toxic?”

“Why are you still with this man?”

The questions were beginning to become too much. You were breathing heavily as more reporters kept barreling questions upon questions. Finally, you had enough. You screamed at everyone, ripped a few mics from their hands, spoke some colorful and less than pg-13 words, and flipped the bird before marching away from your friends. You were done. You were heated to the point where if someone touched you, they’d get burned. 

You didn’t want to be famous anymore. 

You stopped outside of a club in the sketchiest part of town and made your way inside. You found a seat at the bar and requested a glass of the strongest liquor they had to offer. Once you were served, you were about to take a sip when you noticed a familiar figure in your peripheral vision. 

Choi San

You noticed that he had a similar drink in his hand. Despite the dim lighting, you knew there was something wrong with his drink. Being a bartender yourself, you’d know a drugged drink if you saw one. While your liquor had a golden amber color, his liquor was a lighter shade of golden amber with a hint of foggy gray emanating off the singular ice cube. Feeling your instincts kick in, you snatched the drink from his hand and flagged the bartender. 

“Oi! Homeboy over here almost got drugged! Check your shit next time before serving it!”

San was more shocked about your accent than your sudden outburst. You usually spoke like that whenever someone fucked up. The bartender recovered from her shock and apologized sincerely before taking the glass from you and dumping the tainted contents in the sink. You sighed out of relief before sitting back down. This time, it was next to him. 

“What was that?”

You flinched upon hearing San’s voice as you looked at him. Confusion was written all over his face and you winced internally. He’s seen your true self. Not the version that he was acquainted with. 

Did you fuck up?

“I can explain -”

San immediately got up and exited the bar hastily. You placed a few bills down and followed him out seconds later. Since he didn’t get that far, you were able to catch up with him. He turned around quickly and your face rammed right into his huge chest. You looked up at him as he started talking. 

“I don’t get you sometimes. The mixed signals here and there, the slow down every time we see a green light in our relationship, the nightmares that slowly turn into a dream, and so on. Every time we hit an obstacle, I fear it’s over. Whenever I clock in for this stupid job, I think my feelings over. I want to get closer and closer to you, yet the weight of everything gives me closure. And not the good kind. Now you have me all confused and even more frustrated than before. For the sake of everything that hasn’t crumbled yet, tell me why you’re doing all this shit.”

Throwing caution out the window, you grabbed San’s face and kissed him right on the lips. 

‘I’m going to be in deep trouble but fuck it.’

San closed his eyes as he kissed you back, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to him. Just when his tongue was about to enter your mouth, you pulled away to catch your breath. You pointed behind you, indicating that you two should get to your hotel room before continuing this. San nodded breathlessly as he picked you up in his arms and tossed you over his shoulder before walking briskly back to the hotel. 

“Was that supposed to happen?” Hongjoong asked from afar. 

“I don’t know, but the virus didn’t pop up so I think we’re in the clear.” Seonghwa answered. 

“If these two are about to fuck, I swear to God.” Yeosang muttered. 

“Our girl needs it after Hongjoong left her high and dry.”

Seonghwa held Hongjoong back and Yeosang covered his mouth to muffle his laughs while MITO barked out laughter. The four men followed the two of you closely behind so they could scope out what will happen next. 

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“San, wait -”

“But baby~”

You whimpered as San kissed your neck, shrugging off his blazer and started unbuttoning his shirt. You were pressed against the wall by him, your own blazer torn off alongside your slacks, leaving you in your corseted top and silk thong. San lifted his head to gaze at you with lustful eyes. Once his shirt was off, you were staring straight at the smooth planes of his bare chest. San kissed you with fervor, undoing your top with one hand and lifting your leg with the other so it was near his hip. Once the top was off, a low growl escaped his throat seeing your own bare chest on display. He snaked his fingers down to your clothed core and chuckled breathlessly. 

“God you’re so damn wet. All this for me as well. Fuck I can’t wait to fill you.”

San carried you over to your bed and laid you down slowly, his lips never leaving yours. He ripped off your thong and shoved his pants and boxers off his legs, leaving him fully nude. You salivated upon seeing his huge and positively thick cock and shivered when the tip momentarily made contact with your folds. 

“Normally, I’d take my time to praise you and worship this gorgeous body you have. But I’m an impatient man.”

He started inserting himself slowly into you. Even though you were indeed wet enough to take him in, the stretch his girth caused had you gasping and panting. San shushed you by leaving kisses all over your face. Once he bottomed out, a guttural groan escaped his lips and he looked down at you. A wicked smirk painted his face as he threw one of your legs over his shoulder and pulled out slowly until only the tip remained inside. Without warning, he slammed back inside. The angle was so deep that it had your back arching, your toes curling, and your mouth moaning his name shamelessly.

“That’s right, kitty. Say my fucking name. Let me show you that you deserve better than what that asshole can give you.”

Outside of your room, the four men were accidentally eavesdropping on the ball-slapping sex you were having with San. Hongjoong felt embarrassed, Seonghwa was slightly aroused, Yeosang cringed, and MITO was just… MITO. Each smack of skin resonated on the walls and the four men knew that the room would smell horribly if they entered. MITO dragged Matz by their ears down the hall while Yeosang followed closely behind. 

“This is… awkward.”

“I think I have a boner.”

Yeosang smacked his forehead while Hongjoong looked at the chair next to the elevator, praying it would swallow him whole if he sat down. Seonghwa had some semblance of shame written on his face while MITO lowly whistled a random tune. 

“Cum.”

You finally came, clenching around San’s dick as your orgasm washed over you like a giant wave. San panted heavily in your ear, emptying himself inside you. He looked at you, the lust in his eyes slowly diminishing. He slowly pulled out of you and watched in awe as his cum dripped out of you. He shoved it back in gently with two fingers and you flinched from the overly sensitive feeling. 

“Let me clean you up.”

“Wait! Before you do, could you come here please? I have something to tell you.”

San nodded and walked back to you, crawling into your bed and positioning himself so he could look at you while he laid on his side. You caressed his face and grabbed his hand before kissing his ring. Exhaling shakily, you looked up at him nervously. 

“I love you, San. I do. But unfortunately, we can’t be together. At least… not like this.”

With that same composed look you gave Matz and Yeosang, you stared at him dead in the eyes and said the words with conviction and determination. 

“None of this is real. If you want to be with me, you have to do one thing. Wake up!”

You didn’t get to see San’s face as the hotel room faded back into the familiar void. You were standing and fully clothed, yet your back was to San and your friends, afraid of what San will think of you once he recovers from the pain of being in the simulation for too long. 

“Hey.”

You turned around and almost fainted at the sight of San. A three-piece suit and trench coat like Hongjoong, leather gloves like Seonghwa and Yeosang, and short hair beaming a bright red just like Seonghwa. The only new addition? 

His glasses. 

Somehow, the glasses made him 10 times hotter. He looked down at you and observed you from head to toe before grabbing your hand and pulling you closer to him. You couldn’t bear to look at him, which he didn’t like. He tucked his fingers under your chin and turned your head so you were forced to look at him. 

“Thanks for saving me, little birdie. How can I repay the favor?”

“Uh…”

“Dude, your cum is still dripping out of her. You can stop now.”

You blushed heavily upon hearing MITO’s blunt admission and you tried to hide yourself so you wouldn’t experience any further embarrassment. You felt something heavy drape over you and you looked to see San’s coat swallowing you whole. You were about to protest when San shushed you gently. 

“Relax, little birdie. You can cover yourself with it until we get you some new pants and maybe a fresh pair of panties. I feel bad for unloading myself in you.”

“It’s fine…”

San then looked around until he saw Yeosang. He immediately walked over to him and latched himself onto the slightly older man in a bear hug. You found yourself finding the sight adorable and feeling oddly jealous. MITO laughed and clasped your shoulder. 

“If you think he’s bad, wait until you meet Wooyoung.”

[starsbtts]

My Heart is Yours~ Wooyoung x reader (female)

A/N: Very late valentines post, Best friends to lovers Wooyoung x reader, little bit of a misunderstanding, hurt x comfort, fluff, Matz, Yungi and Yeosang x Jongho x San mentioned

Wooyoung was tired, it was a week until valentines day and just like the last three years he did not have a date lined up.

He wouldn't usually care, he was happy in his own company and thought the holiday was stupid, but that was back when he friends were also single and complaining about the over the top couples around them.

Expect, Wooyoung was one half of the only singles in his friendship group, the other one being.

"Hi Woo"

Y/N, his best friend since diapers, the only girl Wooyoung had manged to keep in his life for so long.

Wooyoung took you in as you emptied out her bag for their study session, you was dressed head to toe in pink something she always did leading up to valentines day.

His eyes landed on the locket that hanged from your neck, ears going red. He had given that to you when you were teenagers, it didn't mean anything back then, but now it tugged on his heart that you still wore it.

"Earth to Wooyoung"

You hand was suddenly in Wooyoungs face snapping him out of his daydream.

You grinned as she pulled her hand away, Wooyoung could feel his neck heat up at the sight, he swatted your hand away.

"Mind telling me where your head is at?"

Normally he would, he would tell you what was on his mind, there had never been secrets between them.

But, he couldn't, cause now his brain was filled with the you. You had consumed his mind for a while now and with the day of love coming up he was finally accepting the fact he was in love with you.

"Just how worse Seonghwa and Hongjoong are going to be now that they are officially together"

"Oh don't even get me started, Seonghwa was on his phone the whole time in class giggling"

Wooyoung listed to you ramble on about Seonghwa and Hongjoong, happy to get you off his back.

"I like Y/N"

He had announced it a day later leaning against the base of Yunho's sofa during a game night with him.

"Took you long enough to figure it out"

Mingi's voice traveled from the kitchen where he was grabbing a drink from.

"He's right, when I first met you guys back at the end of high school I thought you was together"

Yunhos voice echoed from above Wooyoung.

Wooyoung spun around on the floor to face the taller boy, who was looking down with a grin on his face.

"High-school is a stretch Yun"

He then turned towards Mingi who stood in the doorway of the kitchen.

"Do you think Y/N knows?"

"I wish the slow burn is to slow for my liking"

Wooyoung knew his friends were teasing, but Mingi was right, of course he knew what was stopping him the thought of loosing you but a part of him, the hopeless part of him believed you liked him like that too.

"I'm going to confess to her this week"

So Wooyoung spent that evening with Yunho and Mingi planning how he was going to confess to Y/N.

The first time he tried did not go well, he was going to surprise you with your favourite flowers after you finished work.

But, when he turned up at the small cafe where you worked it was rammed. He had manged to weave his way inside trying to find you from where you were behind the counter.

Only when inside he notices the valentines promotional drink and treat the cafe was offering, and it seemed that everyone and their mothers was out trying it.

You had spotted him amongst the choas faking a breakdown over customers head. Wooyoung laughed causing you to grin before turning your attention back to a customer.

Wooyoung decided to leave it, he knew you would already be stressed even after finishing him confessing on top would not help.

The second time he tried he was hoping for it to go a lot smoother. He was going to do it over lunch and the groups favourite restaurant a Tuesday tradition.

Expect, Wooyoung was to caught up trying to make everything perfect he had forgotten to text the rest of your friends not to show up to the spot for lunch.

So of course you was already there when he entered the diner, sat between Jongho and Yeosang who you seemed to be in deep conversation with.

But, you had spotted him with whatever rader you had for Wooyoung, you waved him over from the entrance your smile making his heart skip a beat.

"You're early for a change"

He could of confessed, but the fear of you rejecting him in front of all your friends outweighed everything else.

He didn't even get the chance to confess after that, he knew something was up when you came skipping into the libary for your usual mid week studying session.

That's when he noticed the box of chocolates in your hand, heart shaped and you held them to your chest like they were made of gold grinning like you had just won the lottery.

You hadn't even made it to the table before he got up, grabbing his stuff and rushing past you trying his hardest not to stop as you called out for him.

He avoided you, skipping out on your usual hangs and even avoided anything that involved the whole group.

Wooyoung didn't want to sit and listen to you gush about some guy who had asked you out, he should of been quicker, he should of realised sooner how he felt.

When the boys did mange to catch him he made sure that none of them mentioned you, he knew he should be a supportive friend but he couldn't.

So Wooyoung was tired, it was valentines and here he was alone in his dorm room, you had tried texting him during the week but he ignored them, and now he was staring at the clock wondering where your date had taken you.

San, Yeosang and Jongho had offered to spend the night with him, but he had brushed them off not wanting his broken heart to ruin their plans.

So when he heard a knock at his dorm room he sighed, he muttered to himself about how his friends worried to much and was ready to give one of the boys a earful.

He wasn't expecting to see you on the otherside of the door, the same box of chocolates you held the other day pressed against your chest.

"Shouldn't you be on your date?"

He didn't mean for the question to sound so harsh, and judging by your reaction neither did you.

"Well I mean I was hoping to"

You brushed past Wooyoung entering his dorm without permission, the boy following behind.

"So what? you came here to rub it in my face before he picks you up? Poor little Wooyoung single and lonely"

You stilled, turning to face him and that's when Wooyoung saw the look of hurt on your face, you couldn't believe he'd think so low of you.

But then it turned to confusion as you fully took in what Wooyoung had said.

"Wooyoung, did did you think I had a date tonight?"

Now it was his turn to be confused.

"Well yeah I mean you turned up to the study session the other day grinning from ear to ear with those chocolates in your arms what else"

Wooyoung stopped himself as you held out the box, he took it, the label showed it was his favourite chocolates and attached on top was a note that had his name.

"Read it"

Your voice was a whisper, Wooyoung sat down on the edge of the bed and you took a seat next to him, watching as he took the note of to read.

Wooyoung, I don't really know how to say this so I thought it would be easier in writing. I love you, I think I've been in love with you since we were teenagers maybe ever since you gave me this locket. You always know how to make me smile, you know me better then I know myself I fear, so I love you, and I was wondering if you would like to be my valentine?~ Y/N

Silence hung in the air after Wooyoung finished reading the note, you didn't look at him your attention now on your hands.

"I'm an idiot"

Wooyoung broke the silence his hands reaching out for yours, when you looked at him his heart nearly broke at the sight.

"I spent the start of the week trying to confess to you, and when you was going to I ran away, cause I thought thought there was someone else"

"Oh Woo, are you kidding there couldn't be anyone else you've had my heart for years"

"And you've had mine, if it's not to late I'd love to be your valentines maybe even your boyfriend"

You didn't answer him, instead you leant in capturing his lips, Wooyoung knew his answer you owned his heart and he owned yours.

[mingis-conspiracy-theories]

dating poly!seongjoong

a continuation of the atz poly series :3 nsfw at the end

you’re now part of the matz line whether you like it or not

(what? you didn’t even want to be? hongjoong literally doesn’t care. now stick your arm out)

you come to find out very early into your relationship that agreeing to date both seonghwa and hongjoong means you now have co-responsibility over 6 children

when you confront seonghwa about it, he just fucking books it, leaving you in the dust

Kim Hongjoong

is a closet romantic

not touchy or intimate with either of you in public unless you’re behind closed doors locked with five different locking mechanisms because he has ptsd from wooyoung barging into his room unannounced at all times of the day

has a habit of zoning out while staring at you with a dreamy look on his face but if you call him out on it, will deny it to his grave

is so damn busy that he only survives via Google Calendar

if you want to see him, he can probably pencil you in at... let’s see, 7:30am next Tuesday? 🥺

never has enough time to see you regularly but always tries his damn best to

this baby gets stressed out easily when things on his calendar don’t go according to plan

so BET if he doesn’t see you at his studio door at 7:30am sharp when tuesday comes, you’ll find him on your doorstep looking for you 5 minutes later

gets so absorbed in his work that it’s often up to you and seonghwa to coax (read: threaten) him into taking a break and eating the damn cold sandwich you brought him six hours ago

you and seonghwa are his little guinea pigs for his fashion projects

can and will reform any piece of clothing either of you let him

can even make regular panties into the sexiest piece of lingerie you’ve ever laid eyes on at victoria’s secret or otherwise

is straightforward... sometimes a little too straightforward

“hongjoong, that’s literally just a piece of string”

“it’s not! let me put it on you and show you what it’s supposed to look like. Take off your clothes!”

“Excuse me?”

gets the happiest seeing you or seonghwa come out on date night wearing one of his reformed jackets

if he gets embarrassed about something, has a bad habit of just blaming it on seonghwa who just rolls his eyes and tries to come to terms with the fact that this is who he’s dating

one time, the kids found an old draft of a letter he’d written to you for valentine’s day and he blamed the whole thing on seonghwa. Made a HUGE spectacle of how cheesy and cringey the letter was until yeosang pointed out that the initials signed at the bottom were HJ

emotionally constipated

acts like he dislikes it when you show him physical affection, but once you stop trying, will turn around and chase you for it when no one’s looking

tends to give quick pecks rather than drawn out kisses

but will 10/10 get lost staring at you for a long time like a serial killer choosing his next victim

likely the one you go to when you’re feeling insecure about yourself

can and will worship your body at the drop of a hat. just say the word

neither him nor seonghwa are very jealous people

feels secure enough in himself and in you and seonghwa and your relationship that people who try to flirt with either of you at the bar don’t even bother him

unless those people start crossing the line, then that’s a different story babe

Park Seonghwa

SO whipped for you and joong

you two just make him so happy and unlike hongjoong who’s emotionally constipated, seonghwa won’t hesitate to tell you he loves you to the moon and back, even in front of the confused walmart cashier who’s just been interrupted trying to ask if you want to pay for your bananas with cash or card

his love language is physical affection and quality time AF

doesn’t get the opportunity to smother hongjoong as much because of his busy schedule and how much he acts like he hates it, so almost all of it goes to you

cuddles in bed, cuddles when you’re brushing your teeth, cuddles when you’re cooking, cuddles when you’re watching tv

this man literally doesn’t know how to let you go

the two of you forced hongjoong to get matching phone cases, even if hongjoong reformed his so hard it doesn’t even look like the two of yours anymore

neither of you let hongjoong touch your cases because you’re supposed to be matching!!

likes when you just call him hwa

likes it even more when you call him hwaseong

likely the boyfriend that can be convinced to do anything - once had to call hongjoong to come pick him up from the police station because he got too carried away with woosan’s idea of a fun time

always knows it’s a bad idea to hang out with those two, but does he ever learn? no

always thinks about you when he’s out and about

you and joong always come home to random presents sitting on your beds because seonghwa thought that that necklace or that figurine or that specialty cake reminded him of you

a BIG ASS SOFTIE but turns into a different person when he’s angry

when hongjoong is angry, you already know what to expect

when seonghwa is angry, y’all better put your local fortune teller on speed dial because their guess is probably as good as yours

always wants to go everywhere with you, even if it’s just picking up milk at the convenience store

also not the type to get jealous very easily - he LOVES seeing you get along with his friends, just as long as you come back to him at the end of the day

sends you both random ASMR audio clips of him doing random shit

you texted him good morning? He’ll respond with an ~aesthetic~ audio recording of him chopping celery with no further explanation

can and will physically hunt you down if you don’t respond to his text messages for an extended period of time

for you? not really a problem. for hongjoong who’s always tunnel visioning in the studio?? KQ’s had to replace the studio door 3 times already

literally has zero respect for hongjoong’s Google Calendar schedule

If he wants to see his boyfriend for lunch, he’s gonna see his fucking boyfriend for lunch thank you very much

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both are dom AF, but seonghwa tends to let hongjoong take the reigns when you’re all together in bed

it’s really fucking hot seeing hongjoong demanding as fuck, growling and being rough with you when you take too long to follow his directions

the thing about joong is that he knows exactly where and how he wants you at any given time

has NO patience

if he says he wants you face down ass up, you’d better be scrambling into position immediately

joong probably gets off on being called a title in bed - ‘sir’, maybe?

is all about taking control and if you ever want to turn the tables on him, you’re going to have to break him first

angry sex with hongjoong is The Fucking Best™ (the anger usually comes from consecutive days of you and seonghwa not giving any shits about his Google Calendar schedule)

10/10 will leave you whimpering in pain for days

tends to act like he doesn’t give a shit about you or your pleasure when he’s railing you into the mattress

a god at dirty talk and degradation

so if your kink isn’t being lowkey objectified, you’d better tell him

fortunately, seonghwa is often the bridge between you and joong

a soft dom with a mean streak, if you will - aka likes to play bad cop good cop

tends to follow joong’s directions with a hint of amusement, and usually more to entertain him than anything else

mostly just wants to see where the night will go

is a HUGE ENABLER - will stroke your hair and murmur praises into your ear while simultaneously adding fuel to hongjoong’s fire

aka if joong tells you to keep your legs up and hwa sees you slipping, he WILL call you out and then hint at a punishment just so he can see your ass red and bruised

hongjoong falls for the suggestion every single time and each time, seonghwa’s smirk is the last thing you see before you’re seeing stars

seonghwa’s ultimate pleasure isn’t necessarily reaching climax himself, but seeing the both of you do so - which is why the bedroom dynamic between the three of you just works so well

usually prioritizes his own pleasure last, taking joong’s sloppy seconds for himself because then, he can finally take his time making you come undone all over again for the second time while joong is passed tf out

compared to hongjoong, seonghwa seem like an angel of a dom, but his expectations are HIGH

rarely swears or talks dirty in bed, but will praise you ENDLESSLY, making you feel as if you have expectations you need to meet

likes to push you to your limits, murmuring into your ear that you can do it, princess, he knows you can, he’s so proud of you - which just makes you try that much harder to make him happy

will rail you and then will rail a tired and loopy hongjoong who’s MUCH more complacent after he’s done being angry and horny

seonghwa railing him into borderline overstimulation is the only time you’ll see hongjoong whiny and whimpering

all of you usually have to take a day off from work afterwards, assuming you all didn’t have the foresight to get frisky on a Friday night

seonghwa is usually in charge of cleaning you both up while emotionally constipated hongjoong is responsible for cuddles, which, considering you’re all locked up in a private space (i hope), he’s more than willing to indulge you in

sleepy hongjoong likes to be the big spoon, turning you both over so he can wrap his entire body around yours in a death grip like a man-eating snake

seonghwa, after spending the next hour deep cleaning EVERYTHING (like wtf come to bed already), will finally climb into bed behind either one of you and resume his clingy, cuddly and gentle nature

getting out of bed before 12pm noon the next morning? not on seonghwa’s watch you ain’t