#hongseok fluff

[jae-bummer]

My Idol 3: Part Three

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

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You nuzzled your face into Jungkook's neck and sighed. Adjusting your arms so they were wrapped more tightly around him, you heard his quiet purr of approval. He pressed a light kiss to your forehead before resting his cheek there.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked groggily.

A shiver ran down your spine at the gravelly tone he used when still half asleep. That was something you could get used to.

"Better than I have in days," you rasped.

"Wonder why that is?" he chuckled, running a calloused finger down your bare thigh. Your skin sprung to life with the simple motion, a trail of flame coursing in it's wake.

You giggled as well, looking down at your body. Dressed in nothing but Jungkook's shirt, you felt more beautiful than you had in your entire life. He just had that effect on you.

"Y/N," he sighed grumpily, beginning to untangle his body from yours. "We have to wake up."

"Who says?" you croaked, looking up at him in mock annoyance. You didn't want this small moment to break. You didn't know when the next one would be.

"The good people of My Idol," he muttered with a side eye. "You have to get ready for another date."

"Another date," you repeated quietly, trying to make it make sense. There were no other dates. All that existed was him, his warm bed, and your bodies curled around one another.

"Mmm," he sighed. "Go handle things and come back to me, okay?"

Just as you were about to argue, the microwave from the 7-Eleven began to beep loudly in your ear. No, not the microwave, something much worse: your alarm.

Slapping irritably at your phone screen, you rolled over to what was a shockingly cold sheet. You dug your palms into your eyes and tried to shake off the dream. How could your brain run completely wild with the idea of a guy you had only met for a few hours?

He wasn't just any guy though, said the little voice in the back of your head. He was Jeon Jungkook and he was absolutely lovely.

And there were still six other men to meet, you countered to yourself. You could not simply call it quits after going through one date. That would be completely counterintuitive to both yourself and this experiment. You recognized how terrifying and insane this whole concept was, but part of you was so incredibly excited by the possibilities that you weren't going to deprive yourself of the process. Sure, it would be nice to end up with someone you had forged a connection with, but more than anything, you wanted to prove to yourself that you could do it (even when you didn't think you could).

Since you had been casted, you had found yourself wondering if you were really the right person for this. Were you someone even capable of becoming Korea's sweetheart? Dating idols wasn't going to make you a likable person in any fan base, but were you at least strong enough to win over people that you otherwise would have no reason to? You wanted to see how resilient you were and you wanted to prove that you were the one who was lovely, damnit. These men should be privileged to date you!

Yeah, that was your affirmation for the day.

Trying to phase back in to reality, you let out a big yawn, and eased up from bed. Your door buzzer going off sprung you into an even more heightened state of awareness as you glanced to your phone, panicked. The crew shouldn't be here for a pickup already.

Sliding into your slippers, you shuffled across your apartment, and hit the button near your door. "Yes?"

"Delivery," a deep voice grunted.

"Come on up," you sighed, hitting a separate button to allow them into the building. That was odd. You didn't recall ordering anything in, but maybe the My Idol staff was sending something ahead.

After about five minutes of waiting, you stuck your head out of your apartment door and looked from one end of the hallway to the other. No one appeared to be heading up or had dropped anything off. Weird.

Shaking your head, you tried not to think too much into it. Maybe whoever it was had gotten the wrong apartment number. Either way, you made a mental note to ask the staff about it later, just in case.

You had more important things to handle. Obsessing over the delivery person wasn't going to help you get ready for the day.

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"Where is this place?" the driver grumbled, circling the block for what had to have been the fifth time.

"Does your GPS not work?" one of the camera man shot back, pointing out of the window. "I see the sign right there."

"I see the sign too!" the driver gasped. "But do you see the actual building or are we letting our contestant out into alleyways now?"

"I mean," the other camera man muttered, glancing to his cohort. "That could make for good TV."

Your jaw dropped as you looked back and forth between them. "No."

"It was just a thought," the second camera man answered moodily before looking away. These two seemed to be the ones who were assigned to you at all times, while the rest of the crew were in different vehicles. Glancing wearily between them, you sighed.

"Jangwu," you said, trying to remind yourself. "And Woosik was it?"

"Wu," the first one corrected. Followed by the other one muttering "Woo."

"Great," you hissed, glancing up at the ceiling of the SUV in a silent prayer for patience. "Wu and Woo. I know you have set directions from the producers, but something I noticed on my first date...inadvertently or not, things can be made more difficult for me on these dates."

"What is she talking about?" Wu muttered, dabbing at the ever present sweat on his forehead.

"The basket thing with the snacks," Woo nodded, sweat stains already appearing near the arm holes of his shirt. "That could have been great TV."

"Great TV aside," you grumbled. "Can we maybe, at the very least, care about my general well being and...not drop me off in darkened alleys?"

"I feel like we're being pigeonholed into an impossible agreement here," Woo grunted.

"I agreed to no death and serious injuries," Wu agreed. "They said nothing about creepy and less than ideal locations."

"Wonderful," you sighed, setting your focus back onto the window of the vehicle. "I feel so reassured."

"What's the guy supposed to look like?" the driver called over his shoulder. "I think I see him."

This immediately peaked your interest, causing you to once again concentrate on your surroundings. There did appear to be someone standing a few yards away.

"I don't know," Wu sighed, ticking off his fingers. "Tall? Good looking? Generally sunshiny disposition?"

"Well," you gasped, your tone thick with sarcasm. "You could be describing any of the three of you in the car now."

Wu smirked. "Compliments aren't going to get you anywhere, sweetheart."

"I wasn't-" you started, but already recognized your joke had been disregarded. "Okay."

"Here we are," the driver said, finally pulling the SUV to a slow stop. Looking out of the window again, you realized your date had stepped inconspicuously behind a cafe sign. Of course you couldn't have any information as big as his identity before even stepping foot from the car.

Taking a deep breath, you placed your fingers against the door. You could do this. You had already gone on one date, what was another?

Another...

Another personality to learn. Another situation that was completely unknown to you. Another ending where you wouldn't be sure what would happen next.

All of the terrifying possibilities aside, you thought back to your date with Jungkook again. You promised yourself you wouldn't fixate on the magical, little time capsule that your brain had created, but it was difficult. That one date had set a standard and an example of things to come. Even though the two of you hadn't done anything that you would deem too exciting (aside from the overarching show as a whole) you had seemed to carve out a genuine connection. While not all of these guys were going to be as giving and open as Jungkook, the idea of forming another bond had butterflies unfurling all over again.

At least they weren't the vomiting kind. One vomiting incident per season was more than enough.

You shook out your hands before grabbing the handle again. Giving it a gentle pull, then push, the door creaked slowly open. Before you could even make your way out, Wu and Woo shouldered their way around you and out onto the pavement.

"Anytime you're ready!" one of them called.

Trying to wipe the annoyance from your face, you gave yourself a gentle nod. This would be fine. You would be fine.

Stepping down from the SUV, you looked up only to find your date's face covered by his advancing cell phone.

The shuttering sound of the phone's camera going off caused you to blink in surprise. Shuffling backwards again, your unidentified date smiled down at his screen.

"New memory," he said softly before looking up, a small smile painting his plush lips.

"I'm sorry," you managed, narrowing your eyes at him. "What?"

His soft smirk quickly melted into something more attune with embarrassment. "Sorry, I just - uh, sorry."

"No, no," you chuckled, trying to backtrack on your previous judgement. "New memory?"

"My members," he continued quietly, a fondness in his eyes as he looked away from you. "They call me the memory collector...in new situations, I get a bit scared to miss a moment. And I knew I didn't want to forget this one..."

He paused before he looked up at you with wide eyes. "In hindsight, memory collector totally sounds like the name for a serial killer and I am so sorry for not realizing that earlier."

You let out a surprised huff of a laugh. You knew that in the wrong context this would immediately be considered a bit creepy, but his initial sentiment was very sweet.

Plus, you had dated weirder.

"That's kind of adorable," you grinned. "Not the serial killer part. I'm choosing to forget that comment."

Remembering your manners, you gave a small bow. "I'm Y/N."

"Hongseok," he said, bowing in return. "I promise I don't have plans to wear your skin or anything. Have I made this awkward enough already or should I continue?

"Oh, please continue," you smirked. "I'm having a blast."

"Perfect," he chuckled. "I love when my date sugarcoats how bad things are going."

"Makes it much more palatable when I'm already picturing the true crime documentary about my disappearance," you teased. "I hope all of this footage will be used."

"I'll make sure to tell them that you lit up every room you walked into," he nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Your penchant for murder aside," you continued. "It's very nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too," he said, this time opening up with a full and genuine smile. "Do you want to head inside?"

You nodded, taking Hongseok's elbow when he offered it. While he looked vaguely familiar to you, it was hard to nail down exactly which idol group he was a part of. With your career, most of your life circulated around the entertainment industry, so it was hard to keep up with who was who.

You did know, however, that he was incredibly attractive. The camera men were correct in their general assumption of tall, handsome, and sunshiny. The man beside you was absolutely gorgeous. Dressed simply in a grey hoodie and corresponding grey shorts, he was the picture of comfy casual, and damn, did he pull it off.

As he eased you up the stairs, you couldn't help but notice the light hammering and drilling sounds trickling down from wherever he was leading you.

"I have to say," you whispered. "After the conversation we just had, the sound effects are not comforting."

This cause Hongseok to laugh loudly as he patted the hand still placed in the crook of his elbow. "I promise I'm not going to let anything happen to you, okay?"

While you recognized he was still a stranger, his words made your heart tug just a tiny bit. It was a completely silly comment you made in an environment where you knew nothing would really harm you, but his small solace was appreciated.

Finally stepping onto the platform housing the shop, you looked around in wonder. "What is this place?"

"It's a jewelry cafe," he hummed. His expression was pleased as he looked around as well. "I hope you don't think it's too forward, but I thought we could make each other rings."

Your mouth parted slightly as you reassessed the room with this new information. Various couples were crowded at small work stations, pounding at small pieces of metal and leather, giggling happily to themselves. It was a heartwarming scene, even more so when you realized you could soon take part in it.

You were never really one for couple's items, but as the warmth spread across your chest, you couldn't help but get excited. This was an incredibly sweet idea.

"We don't have to make them match if you don't want to," Hongseok said quickly. "I just...well, admittedly wanted to show your future dates that I was here and I have no plan of going elsewhere."

This caused you to chuckle as you looked up at him. "Staking your claim then?"

"In a way," he smiled. "But that sounds a bit barbaric, don't you think? I like to call it, establishing what's mine...or what's ours, rather."

"What's ours," you hummed. "I like it."

To Be Continued.

[jinkoh]

love letters

Hongseok x reader

Tags: light angst, hurt/comfort, g/n reader, established relationship, implied mental illness, domestic fluff

word count: ~1,5k

@seohotonin requested Hongseok with prompt 33 from this post: The way you said "I love you"— On a post-it note.

a/n: I felt like maybe we could all use some comfort in these trying times 🥲

thank you so much for requesting! <3 I hope you enjoy this small story~

Masterlist

Hongseok had never made a secret of his feelings for you. He showed you how much he loved you in everything he did and he liked telling you too. There was just something about the way your eyes lit up when he said those three words that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

But Hongseok didn't just like telling you that he loves you, he was also pretty good at knowing when you needed to hear it the most.

It wasn't that you weren't confident in his feelings for you. But from time to time when life got tough you just needed a little extra reassurance and Hongseok was more than happy to provide that for you.

Sadly both you and Hongseok had pretty busy work schedules at times. So even when he wanted to be with you and shower you with love all the time, it wasn't always possible.

So the solution Hongseok came up with were little sticky notes. Whenever he couldn't be around he left them all over your shared flat:

On the nightstand

Good morning :]

The bathroom mirror

You're my favorite person :]

The fridge

Have a yummy breakfast

The front door

Get to work safely!! >:[

And then when you were at work, still feeling exhausted and drained, you'd find one in the journal you always brought from home:

I love you ♡

He wasn't sure if these notes helped you at all but he hoped they could provide some comfort. At least he knew you must have found them, since they had always already disappeared by the time he returned home.

Even if it was just something small, Hongseok liked doing these things. Hongseok liked taking care of you, that's just the kind of person he was.

What didn't come so easy to him was letting others take care of him too. He wanted to be strong for you; he took pride in being able to protect you. He wasn't supposed to need protection or care.

And yet, these days he wasn't quite feeling like himself.

Maybe work drained him too much or maybe he was just feeling a little under the weather. Somehow things just felt so difficult.

He wanted to be his usual caring self. He wanted to make coffee in the morning and he wanted to cut up apples for you and he wanted to cuddle and comfort you.

But these days it was already so hard to get out of bed in the mornings.

He barely managed to even eat at all.

And when he cuddled with you in bed, rather than comforting you he felt as if he was holding onto you for dear life, seeking comfort himself.

Of course you’d noticed. And more than anything you wanted to be there with him and help him through it.

Because he did the same for you.

Because you loved him.

But it wasn't like you could call in sick— your boss already didn't like you and questioned everything you did. So as much as it pained you, you had to go to work, leaving Hongseok alone at your shared flat.

Before you left you tugged one of his cookie monster plushies into his embrace and left a kiss on his forehead. He barely noticed, drifting in and out of sleep after a restless night.

He didn't really wake up until way later. It was already past noon when he decided it was time to keep his eyes open and start his day.

Blearily he reached for his phone on the nightstand. But instead of his phone his hands found a little piece of paper. He held it up to his eyes in confusion.

good morning, hongi♡

He immediately recognized your handwriting, his eyes welling up with tears at the sweet gesture.

Reading your little message, it was a little easier to leave bed and go to the bathroom. He wasn't feeling like showering but maybe he could at least brush his teeth.

When he looked into the mirror he was faced with his own reflection. It was himself but it also wasn't. He looked so tired and done. He looked like such a pain to have around.

But then he noticed the little sticky note that was stuck on the mirror:

you're looking at my favorite person right now♡ (better be nice to him!!)

He felt his heart swell with fondness. When he looked back at his own reflection now, he tried to be a little kinder— for you.

He still looked tired and done. But he got out of bed! And even if Hongseok struggled to understand it right now, it was clear that you didn't think of him as a pain to be with.

Of course, a small sticky note couldn't be a fix-it-all, but Hongseok felt a little better. Less like a lost cause.

He brushed his teeth. He even washed his face and put on fresh clothes.

When he was done, his stomach was rumbling. Maybe he could get something easy from the kitchen?

It didn't take long for him to notice the little note on the fridge.

please eat something delicious, my love♡

He smiled to himself before opening the fridge. Inside he found a little plate with cut up apples, another sticky note attached to it:

an apple a day~

And then a small breakfast bowl with another one:

it's all your favorites :] (and lots of protein)

He took out both, already feeling like crying again from how much these gestures moved him.

When he sat down to eat, spotting the note on the table, the tears spilled out for real.

i love you♡

He wasn't sure how he deserved you. He'd felt so guilty for not being there for you these days. He'd felt so terrible and like such a nuisance.

And yet, you showered him with nothing but love and affection.

After eating, he curled up on the couch under thick blankets, watching some random show on TV, only to notice that on the coffee table too was a little note:

i love you♡

When he took a closer look around the flat, he noticed there was another one on the window.

One in the hallway.

The front door.

The book shelf.

Your pillow.

As if you had really, really wanted to make sure that the message reached him. No matter how his day went, no matter what he did and whether or not he saw the other notes, he should at least know that you love him.

He was still feeling emotional about it by the time you came back from work. He'd gone back to bed, but he was less miserable than he was in the morning. 

You greeted him with a smile, immediately wrapping him in a hug. You wanted to pull away again but Hongseok didn't let you. He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

"Are you okay, Hongi?" You carefully asked, your hands running up and down his back in slow movements.

"Yeah, I'm o—" He interrupted himself, realizing that maybe it was okay to admit it wasn't exactly true. "I'm better."

You hummed in response, holding him a little closer.

"Y/n?"

"Mmh?"

"Thank you for today."

You chuckled softly. "Of course."

"No, it's not— it's not a given," he insisted, his face still buried in your neck. "I don't know how I deserve that."

You pushed away a bit to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How you deserve that?" You shook your head. "You don't need to deserve it. You don't need to earn anything. I love you so I want to be there for you."

"Besides," you let go of him to pull out a journal from your nightstand.

You motioned for Hongseok to scoot over a bit and sat down next to him in bed, before handing him the small book.

"You deserve it plenty, Hongseok."

Confused, he took the journal from you and carefully opened it.

Love letters it said on the first page, unmistakably in your handwriting.

He started turning the pages just to find all his little sticky notes that he'd written for you, neatly glued into the journal. Small good morning’s and i love you’s littered the pages.

He turned to look at you with wide eyes. "You kept them?"

"Of course I kept them." You leaned your head against his shoulder. "You know, whenever I see your notes around the flat I immediately feel better. And when I have a bad day or need some courage I can always look into my journal. It helps. It really helps."

You absentmindedly moved your hand to his, gently tracing the lines with your fingers. "I wanna be there for you like that too. You also deserve to be taken care of, Hongseok.”

He wrapped his hand around yours, squeezing lightly.

"Thank you."

"Always"

"I love you, y/n."

"I love you too.”

Masterlist

[adachicuto]

last date before wedding with ptg

warning(s): food and wine mentions

↳ jinho: helping him with a cover of a song for youtube and it’d be a pretty romantic song maybe ed sheeran thinking out loud or john legend or maybe something else like eyes, nose, lips and you wouldn’t realize that he got you singing. i don't think he'd post it and just want to save it for the two of you to rewatch. it wouldn’t matter to him if you were an amazing singer or not, just being able to share that moment with you would be enough for him. so, it would probably become a tradition where you'd rewatch the cover for every wedding anniversary, and maybe you would cover more songs together each time as a little segment on his youtube channel and the members would text him and tease him about it every time lol

↳ hui: i get the feeling that he would bring you to a really nice yet underrated restaurant where smooth jazz is played and people are allowed to go onstage and perform a song. both of you would have the biggest smiles on your faces because the date would be reminiscent of your first one. you'd end the date off with really good wine and of course, hui would go onstage and sing (he'd claim it as practice for your big day) and would leave the audience stunned by his amazing vocals. on the drive home, his hand would never leave yours and he'd probably fidget with your engagement ring with a huge smile on his face.

↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.

↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.

↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.

↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.

↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.

↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.

↳ wooseok: being the youngest, i don't think he'd plan everything out and would just go with the flow. so, i think wooseok would also enjoy a night in with you as your date, especially if it would be a rainy day. he'd go and get your favorite snacks and drinks the day before and would surprise you with everything. the two of you would spend the day watching movies, playing video games, and just enjoying the calm before your wedding day. somehow, you'd end up talking about some of your embarrassing moments early on in your relationship and neither of you would be able to stop laughing and maybe you'd each go through your camera roll and it'd be a really cute moment for both of you.

[unifox]

If you're still doing the little prompt game maybe Hongseok or Jaeyoon and baking cookies? 🍪

“Cookie Monster”

~Pairing: Hongseok x gn!reader

~Genre: Rotten Fluff. Established relationship

~Words: 0,8K

~Warnings: mention of food, pet names, one little (and very subtle) suggestive thought- Sorry if there are any mistakes!!

a/n: Hi Anon! Thank you so much for the request! Sorry for the wait, I hope you like it. I ended up writing about Hongseok because of his love for Cookie Monster lol. Plus, I missed writing about Pentagon!!

~Foxy🦊

>Request your scenario here&lt;

~Masterlist~

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Hongseok likes your cookies. 

Ok, maybe 'like' was an understatement. He LOVES your cookies. 

He loves them so much, that even on a strict diet, he'd ask you to bake him the most diet-like cookies you've ever seen. You weren't sure if oats and bananas mixed together counted as a cookie. 

He would brag to the other members that your cookies were the best in the world, but at the same time, he wanted to gatekeep, eating all of them before the members could get a taste. This was why you called him your cookie monster.

y/n 💕- Hey cookie, could you pick up a bag of chocolate chips on your way home pls?

hong 🍪- Sure honey. I'm on my way

y/n 💕- Thanks, you're the best 🫶 

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When Hongseok reached home, you had already put all the ingredients in a bowl and had the oven on for preheating. Coming from behind and wrapping his arms around your waist he announced "I'm home. With your choco chips"

You spun around and wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking him on the lips. "You're a lifesaver, thanks babe. Now put those muscular arms for good use and help me hand mix these, please." You both chuckled as he moved to the toilet to wash his hands.

This wasn't the first time you baked together, but for Hongseok it always felt like it was. The domestic scene of you preparing trays with a baking sheet while he hand-mixed the cookies made his heart swell. He hoped that things would stay like this in the future.

When he was done you moved to get two ice cream scoopers so you both could scoop the dough into balls. Looking at the dough it was tempting to eat a little, but Hong refrained from it, remembering about the flour and raw eggs. When one of the trays was full, you moved it to the oven, while Hong kept on scooping the rest into the other tray until the dough ended.

With all the cookies in the oven, you're able to finally give attention to your boyfriend

"How was your day handsome?" You said handing him a cup of lemonade and sitting by his side on the sofa

"It was good. Went to the gym, had a shower there, and then I went to my mom's house. She wanted help with building a new cupboard she bought. The manual was really confusing..." You let him ramble about how his day went, but couldn't help but daydream about him. He was the perfect boyfriend. Caring and sweet, he liked pets, he helped his mom a lot... He even helped elderly people! You once saw him helping the old lady from the floor above you, by carrying her groceries from her car to the elevator. 

"You're not listening to me"

"I am baby" you responded quickly

"Yeah sure, what was I talking about?" he smirked

"Oh well! let me check the cookies!!"

He laughed at your antics as you sprinted to the kitchen.

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When the cookies were done he helped you put them over a grid to cool down. You pulled out a pretty paper box and covered the bottom with a cute paper towel.

Hong extended his hand to grab a cookie but you were faster, grabbing his wrist 

"Babe, these are not for you" You said while trying to contain your smile

"What!? Are you kidding me, sweetie?" He said incredulous

"These," You began sorting them out while checking if any of them were damaged "are for Shinwon! You bragged so much about my cookies that he asked a box of them for his birthday!" You said with enthusiasm even though your boyfriend glared at you.

"Really? Shinwon? Can't believe my baby tricked me into baking cookies for Shinwon" he said sulking

"Oh come on Hong! We made them together! I bet they taste amazing with all the love we poured into it!"

"Whatever... You're lucky I love you. Tricking me like this..."

"Let me make it up to you" You said wrapping your arms around his waist, which he quickly reciprocated by wrapping his own arms around your shoulders. 

"Yeah? What will you do about it?" he said smirking, which received a light smack from you

"You dirty. Let me cook for you. Dinner's on me tonight"

"Ok sweetie, I'll be expecting a full-course meal! And cookies"

"Don't worry my sweet cookie monster, It'll be the best you've ever had!"

And even though you promised to make dinner, as the sweet gentleman he is, helped you prepare the food. Indeed the best thing that ever happened to you was Hongseok.

Extra: Shinwon liked the cookies so much that he talked about them for a whole two weeks, making all the Pentagon members crave them. All of them asked you to bake them some cookies (without Hongseok knowing since he would steal them), and even Yanan made you promise to bake him some when he came back to Korea

[multiphandomunnies]

pentagon

reactions

accidentally seeing their gf naked

found out the wrong way social media au intros

found out the wrong way part one

found out the wrong way part two

found out the wrong way part three

found out the front way part four

s.o getting shy when they kiss

imagines

jinho

hongseok

flustered

hui

e’dawn

365 so stress

how cute

shinwon

yeo one

yanan

too much effort

kino

yuto

something special (*M*)

technology free

lovers night

wooseok

give it a rest

[baby-iloveyou]

< Masterlist >

. . . genre S smut SUG suggestive FL fluff A angst . . . reader GN genderneutral F afab M amab

Pentagon

. . . jo jinho

[S][F] Busted. - Jinho has always claimed he doesn’t like oral. But seeing you taste your own cum makes it difficult for him to keep disliking it.

. . . yang hongseok

[S,FL][F] just me and you - Whenever you and your best friend want to have a sleepover, it would always be at your place, since his place was small and would be uncomfortable for two people to stay at. He recently moved however, and to celebrate that, you are staying over at his place for the first time. But you didn’t expect it to be THAT different.

. . . yeo changgu

[FL][GN] A cover model, only for your eyes to see - Your relationship with Changgu has been nothing but lovey dovey so far, and when Changgu asks you to visit him at his Men’s Health photoshoot, you can’t say no. But this would mean you would see him shirtless for the first time, and you didn’t expect the view to affect you that much. [SUG] PART 1 [S] PART 2

. . . kang hyunggu

[S][GN] A private afterparty - Kang Hyunggu was one of the members of your project group, and he’s also one of the most loved people in your year. You’re good friends with him, and after this party you decide to hang out just a bit longer. It just isn’t a very common way of hanging out when you’re friends…

Tomorrow X Together

. . . choi yeonjun

[S,SUG][GN] Carpe Diem - Seize the day, why not have some fun with each other?

[SUG][GN] thought #1- bf!yeonjun is proud of you for passing your course, and thinks you deserve a reward

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #2 - teasing yeonjun is fun until he punishes you for it (or is that part of the fun?)

. . . choi beomgyu

[SUG][GN] Lyric prank - Beomgyu was feeling nostalgic and watched some old YouTube videos, revisited some old trends. One of them was the ‘lyric pranks’, which were a huge thing, and a joke he used to pull quite often on his friends. But since he’s now in a relationship, he knows exactly on who to pull the prank. And he knows exactly which song.

. . . kang taehyun

[S][F] goodnight, you're so tight sleep tight - after a long day, all you just wanted was to snuggle up with your boyfriend in bed and drift to sleep. he wanted something else.

Stray Kids

. . . bang chan

[S][GN] A picture for a picture - Chan is on tour with the rest of the group, and you as his significant other obviously miss him a lot. And he misses you too. He just misses you a bit more today than other days…

. . . lee minho

[S][GN] thought #1 - pathetic minho, and that on christmas…

. . . han jisung

[F][GN] i like the view right now - Late night talks made you discover that you both love stars. And Jisung knows the perfect place in his hometown to go stargazing.

. . . lee felix

[A][GN] Deep End - Sometimes, one fight can break a person entirely. And unfortunately, this was the case in your relationship.

SEVENTEEN

. . . choi seungcheol

[S][GN] thought #1 - texting one of your friends while seungcheol fucks you

. . . boo seungkwan

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #1 - just seungkwan pinning you up against a wall, choking you, and calling you his slutty toy

[S][F] you could be a hand model - sometimes you need a break from studying. and sometimes you suddenly notice that seungkwan has very nice hands. and sometimes you really want those hands to touch you.

A.C.E

. . . group

[F][GN] A.C.E comforting you when you’re afraid of failing your exams

Other groups/idols

. . . BTOB lee minhyuk

[S][GN] Whiskey - You’ve been single for a while and were looking for a casual hookup. And let there be one guy who wants to order whiskey for you.

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

[sadienita]

Extras Masterlist

I no longer write for or take requests for these groups.

One Shots

2k Song Blurb Masterlist

BTS Married Life Drabbles Day to day life married to BTS

House Hunters (Seokjin) Sunny Side Up (Yoongi) Have You Met My Wife? (Hoseok) Babysitting Duty (Namjoon) A Dog Is A Practice Baby (Jimin) DIY (Taehyung) Grocery Day (Jeongguk)

Song Drabbles BTS Fluff

Stay Stay Stay (Seokjin) You Got Me (Yoongi) If I Could Fly (Hoseok) Moonlight in Atlanta (Namjoon) Animal (Jimin) Absolutely Smitten (Taehyung) YOUTH (Jeongguk)

The Four Seasons Season themed drabbles

Winter  

Let It Snow (Namjoon)

Deck the Halls (Hoseok)

Sleigh Ride (Yoongi)

Spring

April Showers (Jimin)

Summer

To Market, To Market (Seokjin)

How To Beat The Heat (Jeongguk)

Autumn

Apple Crumble (Taehyung)

Miscellaneous One Shots Should Have Deleted That (Hoseok)

Bulletpoints

BTS Babies Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

Boyfriend BTS Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

BTS Cuddles Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

GOT7 Cuddles Mark / Jaebum / Jackson / Jinyoung / Youngjae / Bambam / Yugyeom

Mamamoo Cuddles Yongsun / Byulyi / Wheein / Hyejin

Pentagon Cuddles Jinho / Hoetaek / Hongseok / Shinwon / Changgu / Yanan / Yuto / Hyunggu / Wooseok

Twice Cuddles Nayeon / Jeongyeon / Momo / Sana / Jihyo / Mina / Dahyun / Chaeyoung / Tzuyu

Reactions

BTS on a Road Trip

Non-Kpop

My Friends as an Idol Group

[gamerwoo]

Fic Recs: Pentagon

『 ↳✧･ﾟ m a i n  n a v i ;  

『 ↳✧･ﾟ r e c  n a v i ;  

🔞 = smut | 🌸 = fluff | ☔ = angst | 🤠 = humor  

[if reader isn’t specified as fem/male/gn, it’s because it wasn’t specified in the pairing on the fic. if there’s no summary, there wasn’t one on the fic]

↳ hongseok: 7:35am | @fluffyunhoe​ (hongseok x reader) 🌸

↳ yuto: hopeless intro / hopeless | @hansols-yoda-boxers​ (yuto x fem reader) 🌸🔞

↳ yuto: pentagon cuddles | @sadienita​ (yuto x reader) 🌸🔞

↳ yuto: of sunsets and tears | @zayphyr​ (yuto x reader) ☔🌸

[jae-bummer]

My Idol 3: Part Twelve

My Idol from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

"This is only temporary, little friend," Chan cooed, eye level with the small vase that housekeeping managed to scrounge up. "It's Papa Chris's fault for not thinking ahead."

"Papa Chris?" you mused as you watched the man crouching in front of you.

Glancing over his shoulder, he shot you a smile. "We're co-parenting."

"Are we?"

"Mhm," he nodded, pulling himself to his feet. "And we're doing very well with it."

Your eyes trailed from your date to the goldfish doing laps in his small space. When San had originally replaced your laptop, you weren't expecting for any of the guys to buy you anything you had lost. While it would be a kind gesture, you didn't know them. They shouldn't feel obligated to give you anything. This, though, came so far out of left field, you were unsure how to process the situation.

"Does that mean we've brought a child into a divorced household?" you hummed. "Since we're co-parenting and all?"

Chan's handsome face broke into a wide grin, dimples and all. "No, no, we're just separated. We have things to figure out first."

Returning the smile, you jumped as a PD bustled into the room. Looking from you, to Chan, and then back to Chan's bodyguard, she groaned. "What are you doing?"

"Visiting," Chan said, his smile more of a cringe.

"You're supposed to meet on camera!" the PD said, exasperated.

"Sorry," Chan grimaced. Whispering, he leaned toward you. "I have a tendency to apologize after I do something instead of asking for permission first."

"Come on," the PD sighed, motioning for Chan to follow her. "We have to get you on location.

And you!" she said, spinning around to point a finger in your direction. "Act surprised when you see him."

"Got it," you nodded.

You were at a loss as you glanced toward the last remaining stranger in your room. Chan's security guard gave you a small frown before he followed the other two out.

Plopping back down on your bed, you stared blankly at the door. You felt like a sitcom character at this point. The situational whiplash was exhausting.

.

"I didn't ask for him to come to my room," you challenged, looking moodily out the window.

"I left for a few minutes to go over security plans, and you were in your room with a contestant!" your bodyguard, Hyuk, squawked from the seat in front of you. As the older of the two bodyguards, he definitely took more of an older brother/uncle role in your life.

"We were supervised!" you reminded him after stating the fact nearly five times now.

"Not by me," he grumbled.

Rolling your eyes, you tried to remain patient with him. You knew he cared about your safety first and foremost, especially considering how your date with Hyungwon had ended. It was not on your to do list to get hit by eggs again.

Looking back on your morning, your initial meeting with Chan had been abrupt, but pleasant. Ever since Insu had left your room the night before, you had been trapped in the endless rotation of your thoughts. It was nice to have a surprise come in and distract you from your own brain.

As you were on the way to your next date location, you couldn't help but have your mind begin to wander again. Aside from wondering what fresh hell the day would provide, against your better judgement, you still held out a little bit of hope. All of your dates, whether they were sabotaged by fans or not, were so, so lovely. Barring the eggs and bum-rushes, you looked back on each one fondly. More than anything though, you were constantly overwhelmed by the feeling of getting so close to so many interesting men. They had been open and raw with their thoughts and opinions, and even after being sequestered in a hotel, they still wanted to stick it out.

You shouldn’t go about putting them on a pedestal, you reminded yourself. They were ordinary people, just like you. Their jobs were just extraordinary. You were all on the same playing field, trying to figure things out.

“Are you even listening?” Hyuk sighed, turning around to send a glare in your direction.

You felt your face grow hot. “Totally,” you lied. “But just for clarity, would you mind repeating it again?”

“It’s okay to have your head in the clouds,” he muttered. “But please keep at least one foot on the ground.”

“Did Confucius say that?" you asked sarcastically, tilting your head.

“No,” he deadpanned, not even humoring you. “We’re going to have a lot more security today. You may not see me much. I’m responsible for coordinating a lot of people, but I just want you to know that you’re safe. Okay?”

“Okay,” you said quietly, looking out of the window again. After the egg incident, Insu’s reaction had rattled you more than you would like to admit. You had never considered that a fan would go to more violent measures, but the behavior did seem to be escalating.

As the My Idol SUV pulled up outside your next location, you tried to swallow down all of the emotions careening in your chest. A mixture of fear, anxiousness, hope, and excitement danced together, none of them in step.

Sliding out of the vehicle, you remembered at the last second that you were meant to be meeting Chan for the first time. Luckily, your nerves seemed to have you prepared.

"Hi," you squeaked, staring at the already familiar face. He had changed since you last saw him, opting to wear a baseball cap and all black. The color suited him, but then again, likely every color did. That's just how it worked when you were devastatingly attractive.

Chan smiled coyly before bowing. "Hello, I'm Stray Kid's Bang Chan."

"I'm Y/N," you managed, giving a small bow back. This was going to look so awkward on screen. "It's nice to meet you."

"Much nicer for me, really," he hummed, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "You look absolutely adorable."

If a human could turn red, you would have been scarlet from head to toe. "You think I'm adorable now? You should see me covered in rotten eggs."

You weren't sure why you said it, but could chalk it up to inappropriate coping mechanisms. When in doubt, make light of your misfortune.

"Really takes it up a notch?" he chuckled. "I heard about that. I'm so sorry that viewers took it that far."

"Fans will be fans, I guess," you sighed, glancing up to the building you were standing in front of. "Where-"

"No," Chan cut you off, shaking his head. "I don't know what your opinion is of our fans, but anyone who would put you through those things is absolutely no fan of mine."

"Oh," you breathed, not expecting him to respond to your statement. "I-I mean, I'm sure they just want the best for you guys."

"The best thing for me is to not worry about my personal life so intensely," he nodded. "They should focus on there's. I'm positive it's much more interesting than anything I'm doing."

It seemed like you had hit a nerve. This conversation would likely be best off camera.

"Speaking of things you're doing," you attempted to segue. "Where are we?"

Chan gave you a half-hearted smirk. He knew what you were doing and was not amused. "Why don't I take you in so you can see for yourself?"

Offering his palm, you hesitantly took it. It was difficult to describe the way that Chan was making you feel, but you were leaning toward liking it. Even though you felt like you were being pretty guarded, he had no issue reading you. Whether that was just from him being perceptive or the two of you meshing well, you weren't sure.

His narrow fingers fit well between yours, and you couldn't help looking down to appreciate his vascular arms and hands. How could something so simple be so hot?

"How's our boy?" he said quietly, eying the crew behind you.

"Adapting," you whispered. "I made one of the PD's promise to get him a better living situation by the time we got back."

"Great," he smiled. "I watched Youtube videos all the way here on how to set up the tank and-"

Notably getting more excited, you placed your free hand lightly on his forearm before motioning behind the two of you with your eyes.

"Right," he said, clearing his throat. "So our date today...it may seem a little childish, but..."

Chan had guided you into what appeared to be a small shopping center with individual stores renting out spaces inside. The one he was referencing in particular was not a Build-a-Bear (they hadn't made it to Korea yet) but was very Build-a-Bear adjacent.

"I thought maybe we could make plushies," he said, his expression nervous. "I'm not sure if you're into that kind of thing, but I've kind of always daydreamed about doing this with a partner."

You blinked in surprise, not at all expecting how vulnerable he looked. He was clearly uncomfortable not knowing if you thought this was lame or not and was looking to jump ship as soon as you showed any sign of disappointment.

"It's kind of silly, isn't it?" he coughed, growing more anxious the longer you were quiet. "There's another place a few stores over-"

"It's perfect," you said finitely. Something about the idea of creating a plushie with Chan was incredibly appealing to your inner child. "And not silly at all."

"Really?" he grinned before shaking his had. "I mean, yeah! If it makes you happy, who cares what anyone else thinks, right?"

"Right," you hummed. "Do you know what to do?"

"Oh yeah," he hummed. "I'm an old pro at this."

"Excuse me," a worker interrupted, wandering over from the counter. "Can I help you two?"

"Please," he winced. "I have no idea what we're doing."

You let out a burst of laughter. "An old pro, huh?"

"I may have embellished," he chuckled.

You shook your head, unsure if you'd be able to pin down Chan's personality on the first date. He was hilarious, presented as confident, but it also seemed to be a bit of a front. He was very cognizant of your reactions. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but was more than willing to do it to himself. An undercurrent of self consciousness flowed behind your interactions, and you were a bit surprised to see it.

"First, you'll need to find which friend is right for you," the worker instructed. "After that, meet me by the fluff machine."

"Fluff machine," Chan nodded, glancing around the shop. "Totally know what that is and will definitely find you by it."

"Come on," you laughed, pulling him toward the wall of plushie corpses.

You both assessed the choices in front of you before Chan spoke up. "You can totally say no, but why don't we pick out each others?"

"Why would I say no?" you hummed, giving him an encouraging smile. "That just makes it infinitely more special."

"I agree!" he said. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't overstepping."

"Probably for the best," you sighed dramatically. "I take my plushies very seriously."

"You seemed like the type," he nodded sternly before dissolving into a laugh. Regrettably unwinding his arm from yours, he began to shuffle down the row, picking up several options and testing how soft they were.

You focused on the task at hand as well. What would be the best choice for Chan's bear? Should you make it to your preference or to his? A kangaroo seemed like too obvious of an option if you were making it in his likeness. Maybe it was safer to pick something that represented you. He'd have something to remember you by.

"A frog, huh?" he chuckled, finally meeting you by what you assumed to be the fluff filler.

"I wanted to get you something that reminded you of me," you grinned.

"Yes, when I see you, I definitely think "frog,"" he frowned, shaking his head. Holding up his own choice, it turned into a smile. "I picked a wolf."

"On brand," you nodded.

Chan lifted his brows, but you only grinned wider. "Skzoo is much too popular for me not to know about it, Chris."

"And for a second, I thought you may have been a Stay," he clucked. "Pity."

Rolling your eyes, you pushed your shoulder into his. "I'll up my game, I promise."

"You better," he teased, shouldering you back. "If you don't get your act together, I'll take the fish and run."

It wasn't long until the two of you had stuffed your respective animals and decided to put recordings in their hands. Stepping as far away from your date as you could, the words came to you easily.

"You have an amazing heart," you said into the small recording device. "Thank you for being you."

Wandering back over to Chan, you both finished up by selecting outfits. Chan was much pickier than you anticipated, but after discussing, you settled on an adorable onesie while he picked an all black ensemble.

After a small argument about who would pay (Chan won rock, paper, scissors), he pulled you over to an ice cream shop across the way. "Why don't we finish up with something sweet?"

"I'm not sweet enough for you?" you joked, sticking your tongue out at him.

"That was a good one," he laughed. "But I haven't tasted you yet."

"Whoa!" you gasped, pressing a hand to your chest. "Sir!"

Chan grinned sheepishly before ducking his head. "Sometimes the impulsive thoughts win. I'm sorry!"

Your stomach did a few flips as you replayed what he had said. He had nothing to apologize for, but you wouldn't be telling him that. You hoped your brain didn't make interesting use of his comment in your dreams.

After carefully selecting your flavors (you may have filled up on samples alone), the two of you sat down at a cafe table. Just as you were about to take the first lick, one of the PD's cleared their throat.

"Shame on me for almost forgetting," you muttered, eying the sudden appearance of the dastardly red envelope.

"I got it," Chan sighed, leaning forward to grab the challenge. Opening it swiftly, he read the words aloud.

"Could this be a sticky situation? Take ten laps around the shopping center without letting your ice cream drip on the floor. Make a mess and incur the penalty."

You glanced from Chan to your ice cream. "How are we supposed to stop ice cream from melting?"

"By moving fast!" he gasped, yanking your hand. Pulling you out of your seat, you stumbled forward into the main area of the shopping center. The set up seemed to be a large square, so the circuit wasn't too difficult to figure out.

"Can we stop the drips?" you called over to the crew now chasing after you.

"You just can't lick the ice cream!" a PD called, already finding the running to be difficult.

Chan dropped your hand and opted to keep his floating under the cone. If anything spilled, in theory, his fingers would catch it.

Digging around in your pockets, you were pleased to find the napkins you had grabbed after you had made your order. Wrapping them haphazardly around your cone as you ran, you offered a few to your date.

"Thanks!" he gasped. "This is ridiculous."

"It's meant to be," you groaned, now holding your hand underneath your ice cream. It was already starting to melt.

Tearing your way across the linoleum flooring, you dodged and ducked around shoppers and workers alike. It wasn't until the final lap that you dared to have any hope.

"We're going to make it!" you insisted, seeing your starting point in the distance. "I don't think I've spilled anything!"

"Me either!" Chan said through deep breaths. "Also this counts as my cardio for the day."

Laughing through your pained inhales, you focused on your stopping point. Unfortunately, that meant you weren't watching your feet. You hadn't realized that at some point during the run, your shoelace came untied and wouldn't actually notice until your feet began to trip themselves up.

"Agh!" you gasped, your body propelling to the ground at alarming speed. You could picture it already; splayed out on the floor, your ice cream dripping and melting everywhere, maybe a mild concussion.

"No you don't!" Chan shouted, gripping you under your arm and hauling you upwards again. You looked over to your date, shocked that he was able to correct your course without disturbing the treat in his hand.

Now overly aware of your shoe situation, you jogged with more caution. "Thank you!"

"No thanks!" he ground out. "That was entirely selfish. I don't want to do the penalty."

You laughed again, finally coming to a halt in front of the ice cream shop. "You saved the day. If I'm not mistaken, that makes you a hero."

"There may or may not be melted ice cream on your shirt now," Chan winced. "There was a good bit on my hand before I grabbed you."

"Perfect," you sighed. "I love the feeling of being sticky but not knowing where it came from."

Chan grinned at you before looking over to the production crew. "Did we pass?"

After several PD's carefully retraced your steps, they finally agreed. You both had somehow managed not to spill anything.

"Yes!" you shouted, hopping in place. Chan wrapped his free hand around your waist and pulled you in close. If your heartbeat wasn't already thudding in your ears, it would be now.

Letting your body fit into his, you tried to take measured breaths before looking up at him. "I meant what I said earlier. You really are the hero today."

"If I'm a hero in your eyes, my work here is done," he smiled shyly, his eyes tracing across your face. They finally came to rest on your lips, the sudden attention causing your adrenaline to spike again. "Y/N?"

Chan didn't need too say more than that. He spoke your name as a question, the underlying tone making his intent clear. He wanted to kiss you and your brain was screaming at you to allow it. The challenge had left you both on edge and this seemed like an excellent way to dissolve that tension.

"Excuse me?" a raspy voice called from across the room. Both of you hesitated before looking back at the little, old ice cream shop owner sat behind the counter. "Why don't you two throw those out? I can make you fresh ones."

"Oh, you really don't have to," Chan croaked, his voice much more gravelly than it had been. He glanced back to you, biting his lip.

"I insist," the owner smiled. "It'll be up in a moment."

"Right, thanks," Chan managed before taking a step away from you. The loss of his body felt immediate, like a cold bucket of water being poured over your skin. That had gotten dangerous very quickly. It was probably for the best that the worker had stepped in when he did.

"Let me take this," Chan hummed, gingerly pulling your melted ice cream from your hands. After you both wiped off your fingers and applied a generous amount of hand sanitizer, Chan knelt to the floor. "I'll take care of this too."

You were momentarily rendered speechless by the sight of Chan tying your shoe. Pulling it into a secure double knot, he stood again. "You alright?"

You knew your pupils had all but turned into hearts as you tried to choke out a response. "Never Better."

[cheshiretears]

[Podfic] wednesdays, bubbles & tulips

 by violetholdsme

Fandom: Pentagon

Rating: T

Relationships: Kang Hyunggu | Kino/Yang Hongseok

Additional Tags: Fluff, Romantic Comedy, Meet-Cute, Dogs, Coffee Date, Bubbles, Podfic, Podfic Length: 20-30 Minutes, Audio Format: MP3

Summary:  It only takes a multitude of bubbles, two starkly different coffees, and one golden tulip, for Hyunggu to decide he wants more Wednesdays with Hongseok一just like this one.

AO3 | Drive | Archive (23:01 min | 25.3 MB)

@kpop-podfic

[jinkoh]

Can I see your ticket, please?

Hongseok x Reader

Tags: meet cute, dad!Hongseok, reader uses she/her pronouns, fluff, SFW, warnings: none

word count: ~3,2k

Summary: You unexpectedly meet a cute little girl and her even cuter dad on the train.

a/n: I rlly didn't see myself writing abt kids or anything like that but here we are fhjdhjks

Also my experience with trains abroad is limited so if anything feels off just blame it on the differences between countries or sth

Masterlist

You haven't been to your parents’ place for quite a while and honestly with all the stress from work it wasn't the best timing to go. Since it was going to be Christmas soon anyway, it was probably fine not to go until then, right?

But when you'd called your mom to cancel your planned weekend visit, she'd sounded so sad that you couldn't go through with it.

So now you were sitting on the train home with your laptop in front of you, typing away to get some work done.

The train wasn't packed and you were lucky enough to have one of these seats with a table to yourself, the two seats across from you empty.

 

That was, until a dad and his daughter got onto the train a station after yours. There were other empty seats but of course they had to sit down across from you. As if you weren't already stressed enough.

It wasn't that you hated children or anything, but you needed to focus on work and children just had a tendency to be loud and energetic.

The dad nodded at you politely when the two of them took a seat and you returned the greeting. The little girl, maybe six or seven, barely took notice of you as she climbed into her seat.

She looked around with wonder, as if riding a train was the most exciting activity she could ever imagine.

"Dad, how long is the train?"

"Uh, I don't know, cookie."

She frowned, seemingly dissatisfied but moved on to the next question quickly. "And how long are we riding?"

"A bit over three hours."

"Three hours." Her eyes sparkled as if these were amazing news.

Your eyes on the other hand darkened as the realization hit you that you'd be stuck with these two for the rest of your ride. Barely suppressing a sigh, you got out your earphones, turned on noise cancelling and tried to focus on your laptop again.

Surprisingly, it wasn't that hard. Despite her constant excitement, the little girl didn't really make a lot of noise, mostly looking around in wonder or chattering quietly with her dad.

Eventually a staff made her round, asking to see everyone's tickets. You took out your earphones and held out the little piece of paper to the staff.

The man across from you did the same, while his daughter looked as if she'd just met her hero.

"Dad," she whispered once the staff had moved on. "Dad, what's that called?"

"Hm?"

"That lady, what is she called?"

"You mean the ticket inspector?"

"Ticket inspector." The girl nodded slowly as she repeated the words, her eyes following the woman. "Dad, I want to be one too."

Her dad chuckled, and you noticed the way small laugh lines appeared around the corners of his lips.

"Sure, cookie, you can be one."

A mischievous smile appeared on the little girl's face, before he expression turned more serious again.

"Can I see your ticket, Sir?"

The man immediately adopted her serious expression, playing along with her little scene. "Ah, just a moment, I'm sure I have it somewhere."

He started searching his pockets, making the little girl burst out in laughter that she quickly suppressed.

"If you don't have a ticket, I'll have to call the police, Sir."

"No, no, I swear I have it."

 

You were so engrossed in watching their little play, that you completely forgot about the laptop in front of you, your work  waiting to get done.

Somehow these two were just too charming.

The dad finally pulled out his ticket from his pocket and the girl nodded seriously. She examined it before handing it back. "Thank you, Sir. Have a safe travel," she mimicked the words of the ticket inspector from before.

After their little scene was done she snuggled into her dad's side and you finally remembered your work. Just when you were about to plug your earphones back in, you heard her whispering into her dad's ear:

"Do you think he also has a ticket?" She gestured to a man sitting on the other side of the corridor.

"I'm sure he has one, cookie," her dad whispered back.

"I should probably ask, right? That's my job, right?"

Her dad looked a little unsure. "I think he'd rather keep reading his book, lovey."

Her face dropped and she looked at him sadly. "But how can I be a ticket inspector if I can't ask for tickets?"

 

"You asked for mine though, didn't you?" He tried to bargain with her, but her pout just grew.

"That doesn't count! You're my dad!!"

He sighed, seemingly a little lost at what to do.

Before you could question your own actions, you made a small noise to grab their attention. "Uhm, you could check my ticket?"

The girls head whipped around to you immediately.

"Really?" She looked at you with bright sparkling eyes. Her dad next to her gazed at you in awe, as if you were the kindest person he'd ever met.

You grinned. "Of course. Need to make sure I have one, right?"

She nodded excitedly and hopped from her seat to stand next to you. "Right!"

Then she cleared her throat putting on a serious face. "Excuse me, can I see your ticket, please?"

You smiled, pulled it out of your jacket and held it out to her. She examined it for a moment, before she pretended to punch it with her fingers. "Looks good, ma'am. Have a safe travel."

"Thank you." You nodded and took back the little piece of paper, while the girl walked a few steps further down the wagon, as if she was going to check the ticket of the next passenger.

She came back a few seconds later though, a swing in her step and a bright smile on her face. "Dad, I'm a real ticket inspector now."

"Mhm, you are, cookie," He replied with a fond smile. Then he turned to you, mouthing a silent "Thank you."

Somehow the action made your heart skip a beat and you realized just how charming he looked with his dark eyes and wavy brown hair.

It took you a second to gather yourself before you returned his smile. Your gazes lingered for a moment, and you wondered if he'd say anything else. But then his daughter grabbed his attention again and you went back to the work on your screen.

You somehow managed to get back into your workflow, focusing intently for about an hour and a half until you decided it was time for a small break. You’d noticed the girl across from you falling asleep against her dad’s shoulder a while ago and she was slowly blinking now. You wondered briefly if you’d shut your laptop to loudly and had woken her up, but she wasn’t paying you any mind.

Instead, she looked up at her dad. “I’m hungry,” she mumbled, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Should we eat something?” He asked, his voice soft.

When she nodded he grabbed a bag from underneath the table, getting out two colorful lunch boxes, one depicting iron man while the other one had thomas the tank engine on the lid. You kinda had to smile to yourself at the cute designs.

The man seemingly noticed your stare because he cleared his throat. “Do you uhh, want to eat with us?”

Feeling caught, you blushed waving him off. “No, sorry, oh my god, I didn’t mean to stare, I was just lost in thought.”

He chuckled at your little panic attack. “Don’t worry about it. But really, you can have some.”

You shook your head again. “Thank you, but I’m really not hungry.” Your body seemed to disagree with you though because your stomach started rumbling right that moment. The fleeting hope, that they might not have heard went out the window, when you saw the little girl giggling while her dad placed the lunch boxed in the middle of the table.

“Help yourself,” he offered as he took off the lids, revealing an assortment of little sandwiches, vegetables, and fruits.

Your blush only grew but you nodded bashfully. “Thank you.”

After both of them had started eating you also dared to take a single cherry tomato.

"You can also have some of the sandwiches, you know?" The man offered again after a while, looking almost unsure. "They may not look that good, but I promise they are tasty."

You quickly shook your head. "No, no, they look amazing! I just don't want to take away your food! You must be hungry too..."

The little girl snorted; her cheeks stuffed full. "Don't worry about that. We always have way too much. Someone doesn't know when it's enough." She rolled her eyes fondly.

It almost felt rude not to take a sandwich now, so you grabbed one from one of the lunch boxes and took a bite.

Of course, making sandwiches wasn't that hard. But somehow, this still managed to be the best one you'd ever had.

"Did your mom make these?" You asked after a while, wondering who that someone would be that she mentioned.

"Mommy?" She looked at you as if you'd just said something completely ridiculous.

"No, dad made them. Mommy can't cook. She always burns everything that's why she isn't living with us anymore." She explained matter-of-factly.

 

Her dad choked on his food. "No, no, that's not-" He coughed and took a moment to gather himself, his face as red as the cherry tomatoes in the lunch box.

"That's not how it is. I mean- She isn't living with us anymore but uh- that's- that's not the reason." He coughed again before he carefully added. "Are they not good?"

"No, they are amazing! Really, the best!"

He smiled in relief. "That's good."

"My dad is the best cook actually," the girl said before looking at you curiously. "Do you also cook?"

You scratched the back of your neck. "I mean, I'm not the best-"

"Because my dad is."

"Right. But I'm pretty decent. And I love to cook."

"Really?" Her dad asked just a tad too quickly, his eyes sparkling in interest.

You blushed at the sudden attention. "Yeah, but really, nothing special."

"I'm sure your food is amazing," he disagreed.

"Uh, thank you."

 

It turned quiet for a moment, the only noises the distant chattering of other passengers and the sound of your eating.

"I'm sorry, I believe we haven't introduced ourselves yet," the man eventually said.

 

"I'm Hongseok and this is my daughter--"

"It's a secret," the girl interrupted her dad before he could say anything. He looked at her bewildered, but she ignored him, leaning closer to you.

"I only tell my name to worthy people. You haven't proven yourself yet."

"Come on, cookie, she even let you check her ticket," Hongseok bargained but she shook her head.

You chuckled. "Don't worry about it. Honestly, I respect that. I'm y/n."

"Y/n," Hongseok repeated. "That's a nice name."

 

"Thank you," you smiled before turning to his daughter again. "So how do I prove that I'm worthy?"

She seemed to think hard for a moment before she shrugged. "You'll have to find that out yourself." She probably didn't know either, you thought, but you just nodded, your eyes drifting over the table.

"So, you like marvel?" You asked when your eyes got caught on one of the lunch boxes.

She scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Nooo, that's my dad's. I like Thomas."

"Ah, of course." Your gaze wandered over to Hongseok whose face was once again red in embarrassment.

"What do you like about Thomas, then?"

She rolled her eyes as if the question was a little stupid but decided to humor you anyway.

"He is a train. And he speaks and he helps his friends. And he is a train." She emphasized the last word, clearly the most important point in her argumentation. “Well, to be exact, he’s not a train but a tank engine,” she then added. “But I doubt you’d understand the difference.”

“What’s the difference?”

The girl examined you carefully, as if to make sure you were actually interested, before her eyes lit up with an excited spark. It was clear she’d only waited for an opportunity to share her vast knowledge on the matter.

She started explaining and you were honestly caught off guard by how much she knew about trains and the like. Definitely more than you did. You nodded along with a smile, making small “hm”s and “oh, really?”s to show her that you were listening.

All the while, you felt Hongseok’s eyes on you. When you glanced over, his eyes were soft, as if he was looking at something precious. You felt your breathing catch and your throat suddenly felt dry.

“Are you listening?” The girl interrupted your thoughts with a small pout.

You tore your gaze away from Hongseok and nodded quickly. “Of course. Steam drive, right?”

Her eyes remained skeptical, but she decided to let you off. “Right. So, what I was saying,” she continued her in depth explanation.

The train ride continued like that, she explained about trains until she tired herself out and decided it was time for another nap against her dad’s shoulder.

“We’re not done yet, though,” she clarified, as she snuggled up against him. “I’ll tell you the rest later!”

Hongseok smiled at her fondly, pushing some strands of hair out of her forehead while she closed her eyes.

It didn’t take long for her breathing to even out and her mouth to fall open.

“Thank you,” Hongseok whispered when he was sure she was asleep.

“Not at all. It was my pleasure.”

“She doesn’t often find people who are willing to listen to her.” He looked a little sad. “Trains aren’t really the hot topic among kids these days.”

“I can imagine.” You chuckled. “But it’s amazing how much she knows.”

When he met your gaze now, he was beaming with pride. "Isn't it?"

You had to smile to yourself. It was kinda cute how much he adored his daughter and how proud he was of her.

His expression suddenly grew flustered. “I’m not keeping you from working, am I?”

“No, don’t worry.” You weren’t sure why you said that. Strictly speaking, he was keeping you from work. But somehow you wanted to talk with him a little more.

“That’s good then.” A relieved smile appeared on his face. “Where are you going, by the way? If you don’t mind me asking?”

“I’m visiting my parents over the weekend. What about the two of you?”

“Me too, we’re visiting my mom. She’s been missing our little cookie. And my older brother will be home too, it’s a rare chance to get—” Hongseok interrupted himself with an awkward laugh. “I’m sorry for rambling, you probably don’t want to know all that.”

“I mean, I literally asked.” You chuckled. “Getting together with the family – that sounds nice. I’m sure she’s excited too.” You nodded over to his sleeping daughter.

“Absolutely. She adores my mom. Probably because she always gets spoiled rotten when we visit.”

“Who wouldn’t want to spoil her? She’s lovely.”

Hongseok nodded. “She is.”

The two of you continued talking for a while. Hongseok told you more about his family and you also shared a bit about yours and he listened attentively. It felt like barely any time had passed, but suddenly your station was already the one after the next. With a sigh you put away your laptop already, so you wouldn’t have to hurry once your station was reached.

“Oh,” Hongseok looked at you with big eyes. “Do you have to get out?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

He nodded, a small pout on his lips. “That’s a bummer. I mean— it’s good for you though! You’re almost there!”

“Yeah, thank you.” You chuckled. “When are you getting off?”

“Ah, oh, the one after yours.” He stumbled over his own words, seeming a little nervous.

“So not that much longer either, that’s good.”

“I uhm— it was really nice talking to you. I’m sure cookie feels the same. Maybe I should wake her so she can say goodbye.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t want to interrupt her sleep!”

“Honestly, I think she’d be more angry if I didn’t wake her.” He chuckled, before softly nudging his daughter's shoulder, who stirred awake.

“Mhm?” She looked up at him sleepily.

“Y/n is getting off soon, cookie. I thought maybe you wanted to say goodbye?”

At his words she sat up straight, her head snapping around to you. “You’re getting off?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

“Noo, you can’t!! I still wanted to tell you more!”

“I’m sorry,” you looked at her with an apologetic smile.

“Can’t you just stay on until we get out? You can have dinner with us too, I’m sure granny doesn’t mind.”

Hongseok’s eyes turned wide at his daughter's words. “Cookie, we can’t just take her with us, she has plans of her own!” He turned to you with a quick “Sorry” but you waved him off.

“Ah, I wish I could, but my parents are waiting for me. Maybe next time?”

“Really?” 

“Sure,” you smiled, before you realized you couldn’t just make plans with the daughter of some stranger. You didn’t get the chance to backpedal though.

“Really?” Hongseok looked at you with wide eyes. “You’d want to meet up?”

You felt your cheeks heat up under his expectant gaze. “I– I mean only if you don’t mind?” 

“We don’t mind!” His daughter declared before her dad got a chance to, but he nodded along.

“Yeah, I’d— we’d love that actually.”

“Uhm, okay.”

“Okay,” he repeated.

The automatic voice sounded through the speakers of the train, announcing your stop coming up.

“I should probably—,” you gestured vaguely in the direction of the exit and got up from your seat.

“Yeah, yeah, you should,” Hongseok agreed, also getting up from his seat but then sitting down again.

“Dad,” his daughter whispered, though it was a very loud whisper. “Dad, we need her number.”

“Right! Do you mind? Or I can also give you mine—ours, if that’s more comfortable for you?”

You chuckled at the way he fumbled for words. “No, I don’t mind at all.”

He held out his phone and you put your number in, handing it back to him right as the train came to a halt.

“I should really go now,” you smiled. “But I’d love to talk again.”

“Yeah, me too,” Hongseok gave you a happy smile. “I’ll give you a call. Have a good time with your parents!”

“Thank you! You too!”

With that you got off the train, not without looking back a few times. When you looked at the departing train, you spotted Hongseok’s daughter waving at you through one of the windows. You waved back, prompting Hongseok to shyly lift his hand in a wave as well.

Your mom was already waiting for you in the parking lot, welcoming you with a hug.

“How was the ride?”

“Good,” you said, when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, two messages showing up when you unlocked it.

Thanks again for the nice conversation. Cookie can’t wait to meet you again.

I’m also looking forward to it.

A smile played on your lips. “It was really good.”

Masterlist

[thru-the-grapevine]

[4:52 PM] You were prepared for a lot of things on your walks home from work, but being clotheslined by a seven-year-old learning to bike with no training wheels wasn’t one of them.

“Sorry!” The little girl screeched as her bike continued to careen haphazardly down the sidewalk. “Daddy, how do I stop?!”

“Use the brakes! We’ve talked about this!”

The girl squealed and tumbled purposefully into the grass next to the sidewalk about ten feet away from you. “I did it! Come get me!”

“Just a second, honey!”

You sat up slowly, taking quick inventory. You could still feel all your limbs, although you were going to have the mother of all bruises on your right hip and thigh.

A set of running footsteps pounded towards you. “Shoot, I am so, so sorry. Are you hurt?”

“I’m fi…” You paused, blinking up at what had to be the prettiest pair of eyes you’d ever seen. Belonging to the prettiest man you’d ever seen.

You cleared your throat and finished your sentence. “Fine. I’m fine.”

The man didn’t look convinced, but knelt and began scooping up items from your bag that you hadn’t realized had scattered. “I’m seriously so sorry. I try to make sure we’re practicing bike-riding on quiet streets so there aren’t any casualties.”

“I usually take a different route, so,” you said, taking the items the man picked up and putting them back into your bag. “No harm done.”

“Are you sure you’re okay? She took you out pretty hard.”

The man’s sweet look of concern made a cloud of butterflies take off in your stomach. “I promise I’m fine. I’m sturdier than I look.”

“I hope so,” the man said, smiling as he offered a hand to help you to your feet. You took his hand and stood back up slowly.

“Daddy, Daddy, let’s try again!”

The little cyclist came bounding up to the two of you, grinning.

“Just a moment, love,” the man said, giving the little girl a stern look. “What do we say when we knock someone over?”

“Oh, yeah,” the little girl said, turning to look up at you with nearly-identical eyes. “I’m really sorry I hit you. I’m not good at steering yet. Or stopping. Just going. Going’s my best thing.”

You bit back a smile. “I can tell.”

“How can I make it up to you?” The man asked, and you realized he still had a hold of your hand.

You shrugged, letting go and pulling your bag up your shoulder. “No need. No harm done, promise.”

“Please, I insist,” the man said, smiling, and you felt that cloud of butterflies in your stomach again. He had a very nice smile. “Doesn’t have to be today, but I feel bad just letting you go your merry way when my daughter nearly killed you.”

“She didn’t nearly kill me,” you said just as the little girl said “I didn’t kill anyone, Daddy!”

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Then maybe just…for my own benefit? Let me?”

You must have been looking at how pretty he was for too long, because you heard yourself say, “Sure.”

His smile really did light up his whole face in a way you really admired. “Excellent. Yang Hongseok.”

You gave him your name, taking his offered hand and shaking it. “So how do you want to do this?”

“Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy…we could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

“Maybe this Friday?”

“Great.” Hongseok pulled his phone from his pocket. “Let me get your number and it’s a date. A time, I mean! Not a…unless you…no, just a time.”

“Why’s your face all funny, Daddy?” The little girl giggled.

“It isn’t,” Hongseok insisted, face flushed as he handed you his phone with a contact page pulled up.

If you were unprepared to be bowled over by a kid on a bike, you were even less prepared for someone who looked like Yang Hongseok to ask you on a date on your walk home from work. But you thought it might not be so bad, every once in a while, for the unexpected to happen.

[unifox]

Pentagon Masterlist

Main Masterlist

fluff ⛅️ | comfort 🌦️ | angst 🌧️ | suggestive 🌩️ | requested 🫧 | other ☁️

Pentagon

Pentagon as Owl City songs Pt.1 | Pt.2

Hui

Busy ⛅️🌦️ ⤷ When you think you're being a terrible girlfriend and Hui is there to comfort you

Jinho

Morning~ ⛅️ ⤷ Waking up to that sweet smile is the best way to wake up... If it weren't just a dream...

Hongseok

Duet (bestfriend! hong) ⛅️ ⤷ When Hongseok hears you sing for the first time, he's VERY excited Cookie Monster ⛅️🫧 ⤷ Baking cookies with your cookie hog boyfriend

Shinwon

Who is this? (Platonic) ⛅️ ⤷ Besides the nice demo track he received, Shinwon also acquired a best friend with that unknown KakaoTalk number McDelivery (sequel to Who is this) ⛅️ ⤷ Shinwon finds himself questioning that person that came to deliver McDonald’s without him ordering anything

Yuto

Stress ⛅️🌦️🌧️ ⤷ When stress gets the best of you, you bf is there to help

Wooseok

Daisuki da yo (BestFriends to lovers) ⛅️🫧 ⤷ Studying a different language with your best friend takes an expected turn

[faes-land]

Early Mornings~ Hongseok

Pentagon quickly became a major obsession....and this new album???PHEW QUALITY. Anyway, here’s a fluffy smut I wrote for the wonderful Hongseok. My best friend is in love with him, so I had to write this for her lol

Pairings: Hongseok X Female Reader

Genre: Fluffy smut

Word count: 2,442

Warnings: Oral (slight female, male receiving), soft sex, it’s just sweet cuz he’s really sweet

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Good love is so hard to find, and yet, Hongseok seemed to find it with you. If this was love; he wasn't quite sure what it was, but he wasn't going to question how he felt about you. He hadn't been with you for very long, but it was long enough to know that this wasn't a feeling he'd had with anyone else before.

The clock read 3:00 AM as Hongseok held you close to him. He had randomly woken up to go get some water, but he didn't want to wake you by moving. At this point, all Hongseok could think about was how perfectly you fit in his arms. You were like the perfect puzzle piece for him; your bodies fit so well together. He kissed your forehead before falling back asleep.

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The next morning, Hongseok woke up alone. He heard music coming from the kitchen as he gathered his senses. Were you attempting to cook? He chuckled to himself thinking about the time you tried to make him pancakes. They ended up eating cereal because you burned the pancakes.

Hongseok got up from the bed and headed towards the kitchen. He found you bobbing your head to the beat of your favorite song to listen to in the morning. He smiled even though he knew you couldn't see him.

He cleared his throat and you jumped. "Oh, Hongseok! Good morning! I was going to try to cook, but I didn't want to burn anything again so there are waffles in the toaster." You smiled at your man, holding back a slight laugh as you took in his sleepy appearance. His long hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed. He looked so cute to you. The toaster popped and the smell of waffles took over your small kitchen. "Oh, they're ready. Do you want syrup?"

Hongseok nodded before he walked towards you and hugged you. He gave you a quick kiss. "Thanks for making breakfast, baby."

You put your arms around his big shoulders and smiled up at him. "Of course; anything for my man." Hongseok felt himself blushing, so he kissed you again.

You reluctantly wriggled out of his arms so you could finish "making" the waffles. You told him to take a seat as you grabbed a plate and poured syrup on top of the hot waffles. Hongseok couldn’t help but think to himself how lucky he was to have a girl like you. No, you weren't the best cook, but you at least tried.

He smiled at you as you brought the plate to him. He happily ate the food you gave him, while you made some for yourself. Hongseok waited for you to sit in front of him when you were done making your own. He watched you silently as you ate and checked your phone, completely oblivious to the fact that his eyes had never left you. You were beautiful. 

You looked up at him and he smiled at you. "What? Is there something on my face?" 

He chuckled and shook his head. "No, no. You're good; you look so beautiful." 

You put your fork and knife down and looked at him. "Hongseok, what are you talking about?" 

The smile never left his perfectly plump lips. "I love you so much. More than anything. How did I get so lucky to have you? You're so wonderful and kind. I'm so happy to call you mine and be yours. I love you, Y/N." 

You smiled back at him and stared at him in disbelief. Did he really just say all of that to you? Did your man who doesn't really express his feelings just pour his heart out to you? He did and you felt like the luckiest girl in the world. 

You got up from your chair and went straight into his arms, and held him close. You kissed his soft lips. "I love you, too, Hongseok." 

Hongseok wrapped his strong arms around you and picked you up, taking you back into the bedroom where he wanted to show you just how much he loved you.

As Hongseok carried you to the bedroom, his lips never left yours. His soft lips felt like pillows and you couldn’t get enough of his kisses. Once you two reached the bedroom, he gently placed you on the bed and hovered his large frame over you. 

He began to pepper light kisses all over your skin and you giggled at the sensation. You loved how gentle his kisses were. You put your hands in his dark hair and he raised his head back to kiss your lips. Each kiss sent electricity through your whole body and you couldn’t wait to be with your man. How you got so lucky to have him was beyond you, but you weren’t going to question it. 

His hands found themselves under your shirt, and since you were just in your pajamas, you didn’t have a bra on. You moaned into your kiss when you felt his fingers brush over your nipple. He smiled into the kiss at your reaction, then he pulled away from you to lift your shirt off your body. 

Once the flimsy fabric was discarded, Hongseok smiled seeing your body. You were so beautiful and he loved that you were all his. His lips were back on your neck, leaving sweet little love bites. He lowered his kisses to the top of your breasts and his lips tickled your skin. You giggled until his tongue flicked over your nipple, hardening the sensitive nub. You gasped and your fingers found their way into his soft hair. 

You let out soft moans as his tongue and fingers worked on your nipples, making you become more aroused by the second. You opened your legs a little more so that he could settle between them. You felt his bulge against your center and you moaned a little louder. He was already pretty hard, but you knew he wasn’t fully there yet. 

His lips began to travel lower down your body and you started to become wetter with each kiss from him. He kissed your hips before he started to take your shorts off. You raised your hips to help him and he smirked; you were such a good girl. Once your shorts were off, he was able to see just how wet you had become. He looked up at you before planting a soft kiss to your core through your panties. You moaned and your legs almost trapped his head, but he had one hand on your thigh. 

He moved your leg and put the other around his shoulder. He kissed your inner thighs, and right above your underwear before moving your panties to the side to kiss your clit. You moaned and he soon started to give your clit little licks. You pulled on his hair, causing him to moan himself. He loved it when you pulled his long, curly hair. 

As much as you loved what he was doing to you, you had another idea in mind. “Hongseok, st-stop.” You stumbled out. 

He looked up at you, worry on his face. “What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.” 

You loved it when he went down on you or teased you, but you wanted him to feel as good as you did. You looked down at him, lips glossy with your essence. “I do! I just want to give you as much as you give me.”

He cocked his eyebrow. “Are you sure? I don’t mind.” 

You smiled at him as he started to remove himself from between your legs. “Yes, Hongseok. I love you, and I want you to feel good.” He returned the smile to you before kissing you softly. 

You put your hands on his broad shoulders and moved so that you were on top of him. You straddled his waist, grinding your hips into his as you put soft kisses on his neck and collarbones. Your hands went to the hemline of his shirt and you took it off of him, revealing his beautifully sculpted body. Even though you’d seen his body many times, it always impressed you how built he was. 

Your hands traced his abs and he chuckled; it tickled him. Your lips went down his body, kissing his chest, abs, right under his belly button at the top of his pants. You smiled to yourself as the tent in his pants became bigger; he wasn’t wearing any underwear. 

You started to pull his pants down and Hongseok watched you closely, excited to see what you were going to do next. Once his erection was free from its fabric prison, it stood tall and proud.

You placed a soft kiss to his tip and he hissed. After a few more experimental kisses you put your mouth around the head and he moaned. Music to your ears. You began to bob your head as your tongue coated his dick with your saliva. 

His breathing was starting to become heavy as you wrapped your fingers around his length, pumping him in time with your sucks. You concentrated on pleasing him, and his hips jerked forward, but he was careful not to choke you. 

You moaned onto his cock and he threw his head back. The vibrations of your voice sending him over the edge. This wasn’t the first time you gave him a blowjob, but it wasn’t very often that you did. Hongseok was more of a giver than a receiver, but he’d never turn down a blowjob. He couldn’t believe how good you were making him feel. 

You took more of him in your mouth and his tip reached your throat. His large hands were in your hair, guiding you down his cock. You did your best not to gag on his length as his hands pushed you further onto him. You released him with a pop before going back to give his throbbing tip more attention. 

He began to squirm underneath you as the pleasure became more intense. The way your lips felt around him was enough for him to come, but he was pretty good at holding off his own orgasm. “B-Baby..oh my god.” He muttered out as you deep throated him one more time. 

You looked up at your man; hair sticking to his forehead, his breathing labored, eyes shut and mouth slightly open. You were proud of yourself to see him in this state; usually, it was you. 

Hongseok was getting very close to cumming, but he didn’t want to do that in your mouth. He wanted to be inside you instead. As amazing as you were making him feel, he had to stop you. “Y/N…” He whined, and your ears perked up. You’ve never heard him say your name like that. “I..I don’t want to cum yet. I want to be connected to you when I do.” How could you say no to that? 

You gave his tip one more light kiss before pulling away from him. He groaned as you crawled back on top of him. You connected your lips back to his and he flipped you over so that he was on top now. As much as he loved watching you ride him, today wasn’t about that. 

He looked at your naked body and smiled to himself; you were beautiful. He reached over to the nightstand next to the bed and grabbed a condom. Once the rubber was on his shaft, he teased your opening with his tip. He slid the head in and you gasped at the new feeling. He pulled out and teased you again.

“Hongseok!” You moaned when he slowly eased into you fully. Hongseok couldn’t hold back his own groans as he felt you around him. You felt so good. He was still sensitive from the blowjob you just gave him, so he wanted to go slow this time. His hands were on your hips as he slowly rocked his hips into you. 

He started with a slow and gentle pace, wanting you to feel every inch of him. He had barely gotten started and you were already a mess under him. He grabbed one of your legs and wrapped it around his slim waist, making him go deeper. 

He moved his hips a little faster in you as he leaned down to kiss you. Hongseok’s plan was to make love to you instead of just fucking you. He wanted you to know how much he loved and cared for you. This was all about you and your pleasure. It was also his way of thanking you for going down on him. 

He took both of your hands in his and intertwined your fingers as his he rolled his hips, hitting your spot. You moaned his name and his lips went to your neck. He left hot, loving kisses and nips. He tried to not leave too many marks on your skin, but he couldn’t help himself. 

You wrapped your other leg around him and your grip on his hands became tighter as he quickened his pace again. He was getting closer, but he wanted to make sure you were satisfied first. There was no way he was gonna cum before you. 

He moved his lips back to yours and kissed you with the same urgency as his hips. His thrusts became a little rougher as he came closer to his orgasm. He removed one of his hands from yours and started to rub your clit in circles. You almost screamed at the new waves of pleasure hitting your entire body. He was making you feel too good. 

“Hongseok, I-I’m s-so close!” You cried out. He had you feeling like the only woman in the world and you were so happy. He always knew how to please you properly. 

“Me too, baby. Come for me,” and with that, you let loose. Your toes curled, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you held onto him with everything you had. Each time he made you cum it was like a new experience; he knew just how to get you. 

When he felt you tighten around him from your orgasm, that triggered his own and he spilled his seed in the condom. He thrust sloppily into you as he milked out both of your highs. With heavy breaths, he looked into your eyes and smiled at you. 

“I love you,” He said before pulling out and getting rid of the soiled condom. 

He crashed down next to you and you kissed him one more time. “I love you more.”

[all-about-kyu]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ☾

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ➸ 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭!𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 & 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ➸ 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐮, 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐮

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ➸ 𝐏𝐆

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ➸ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟�� 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ➸ 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤

➸ comes from a very rural and rustic land that he rules over

➸ comes off as very cold and intimidating

➸ took the place of y/n’s father in the campaign

➸ very intense person in every part of his life but means well

➸ deep down he is very sentimental and gentle

➸ his parents died when he was young which made him lord of his land when he was ten years old

𝐘/𝐧

➸ the oldest daughter of a very well-known wealthy noble family

➸ was never properly trained to be a lady and was never treated kindly by her family or castle staff

➸ very shy and quiet no matter the situation

➸ extremely naive but learns very quickly and enjoys learning

➸ a very gentle soul and is always ready to take care of others no matter the risk

➸ her mother died in childbirth with her younger sister and her father is known to be a very cruel person

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐘𝐮𝐭𝐨

➸ Hongseok’s right-hand man

➸ comes from a very foreign land but has been on Hongseok’s land since their childhood

➸ also comes across as a very cold and closed off

➸ he is in charge of training all swordsmen, squires, and knights under Hongseok’s command

➸ also went on the campaign with Hongseok starting as a lower knight

𝐁𝐚𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧

➸ head maid in Hongseok’s castle (the only one he trusts to be in charge of the staff)

➸ she was later assigned to be y/n’s personal maid when she arrived

➸ the most gentle human ever, very sweet and easy-going

➸ always ready to give phenomenal advice

➸ grew up with Hongseok and Yuto but she’s a few years older than them

➸ always has the best fashion taste no matter the occasion 

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧 (𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐇𝐰𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠)

➸ one of very few mages that live on Hongseok’s land

➸ primary does medical, earth, and protection magic but he will use attack magic if necessary 

➸ he was in charge of the land when Hongseok and Yuto were on the campaign

➸ very laid back and care-free

➸ always on the lookout for a new apprentice to help lighten the load on himself

➸ didn’t come to live in Hongseok’s castle or on his land until he was already fully trained and an adult

➸ can be very blunt about some things but doesn’t always process how he says things

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧

➸ the royal princess and a very gifted mage

➸ she has a very fiery personality and hates being told what to do or being tamed

➸ the only known royal child in the whole kingdom

➸ lead the campaign that Hongseok and Yuto went on

➸ tends to scare everyone around her including the royal staff and the knights who were on the campaign with her

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ➸ 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐊𝐔𝐍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐© 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝.

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