#hwang hyunjin is a soft boy

[bonnie-bweb]

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[fluffylino]

spiderman ! hyunjin

a soft little thought i had 🥹🌼

"stop you're distracting me" you whisper, goosebumps rising on your skin. tearing open the seasoning packet and emptying it into the boiling pot of ramen. holding in a ticklish laugh.

his nimble fingertips trail up and down your back.

"pay attention to me then" he drags his voice out. snapping the elastic of your short pants. It makes you jump, turning around to scowl at him.

"aren't you tired?" lightly smacking his covered chest. the skin tight suit textured to touch.

reminding you of how your beloved man was more than just your boyfriend. he was a hero.

he was your hero.

"from swinging all day and saving a couple of people? of course im tired..." hyunjin sighs. leaning towards you. eyes closing in exhaustion.

"...need my girlie to put me to sleep in her arms"

you smile softly. you'd be lying if you said you didn't want that.

"i'll put you to sleep after i finish eating my ramen"

"do you want to...eat some ramyeon?...with me" hyunjin whispers, eyeing you with playfulness. him and his tricks.

resting your palm on his chest and standing on your tiptoes, you gently tie his hair up into a messy ponytail with the hairtie you had kept handy on your wrist.

"take off the suit before you start feeling hot, baby"

distracting him by placing a soft kiss on his nose. he nods. laughing sweetly as his eyelids fluttered cutely.

"i'll sit next to you till you're done eating then...can't sleep without you"

.

.

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...maybe just maybe im writing a spidie jisung fic in secret...maybe? who knows? definitely not going crazy over sungie as spiderman!

[hrrys6]

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[maximura]

[gyustarzzi2]

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[christronomy]

over here smiling like an idiot cause i'm thinking about how hyunjin will draw you when he has a crush on you. he won't realize it at first, but he ends up doodling you at the most random times, and when he has artists block the only thing he can really think of drawing is just you. he ends up doing it even if he's not even trying. when he draws random faces they all look like you and he just can't bring himself to tell you that this is how insanely in love he is with you. you kinda figured it out already though, cause you caught him with his nose stuck in his sketchbook once, seemingly very focused on whatever he was drawing to the point that he didn't even realize you'd come up behind him, and you caught a glimpse of what it was that had captured his attention—he was drawing a picture of you.

you'd sent it to him a while back, and it was just your face, nothing too special. but he wanted to get every detail perfect, because it's you, and you're perfect, and so pretty, and ohmygosh i hope you didn't see that, he thinks to himself, as he slams his sketchbook closed. he tries his best to hide that he's internally panicking with that signature smile of his that makes his eyes turn into those cute little crescents you love so much. you find it so endearing that he likes you this much and can't seem to get his mind off of you. he wanted to tell you, show you all the sketches he'd finished so far, but he just couldn't bring himself to. he didn't wanna come off as creepy or obsessive for practically filling his sketchbook with drawings of you.

but you wanted him to show them to you, you wanted him to just stop being so self-conscious and shy and just confess to your face instead of the drawing in front of him. which is why he's so confused yet awestruck when you suddenly pull him in for a kiss one day while you're having a picnic with him outside. there's a light breeze blowing, the sun is out, and it's making you look even more breathtaking than ever. he can't help but decide he's definitely gonna draw you like this—the way your hair sways slightly with the breeze, the way your skin looks so much prettier when it's flushed a bright pink from the heat, and the way you look when you bite into a fruit and taste how sweet it is, a satisfied hum escaping your throat. he was staring so hard that he didn't expect for you to suddenly look at him and grab his face gently after a moment, your lips crashing onto his, the taste of the sweet fruit plus the way your tongue felt against his making him so dizzy. yeah, he was definitely gonna paint this very moment on a huge canvas and hang it up in his room, so he could stare at it all day and remember how good it felt to be able to share it with the person of his dreams, which is and always will be you.

[littleskybigstars]

★⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ · hwang hyunjin - moodboard · ☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅★

" Keep my nails so sharp, tear you apart, whatever you are. i'm so hard. "

[youcanstayhere]

[hynjinie]

Hwang Hyunjin

Drawing on Instagram live, 20 August 24

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[umchae]

[daisyskz]

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[fluffylino]

boypussy!hyunjin pt 3

lollipop lollipop lollipop

-contains mature themes (it starts off smutty and then becomes really fluffy)

"hyunjin what are you doing?"

your eyes trailed down to the boy who was in your lap. the lollipop you were originally eating, not yours anymore.

the boy was hunched over, his legs spread out on the couch, laying flat on his stomach as he took the candy you were holding into his mouth.

his tongue rolling over it. as he took it deep, almost gagging. at first, you were innocently enjoying it when he plopped himself down.

"im tired" he had said. their shoot had ended only an hour back. you hummed, while eating the candy. you were used to him complaining and he loved when you'd listen to him. he lazily lied down beside you. sweetly asking if he could have a taste.

how could you ever say no to those pretty pleading eyes. not to mention the smudged eye makeup he had not wiped off yet.

dark makeup suited him.

unconciously you swiped your thumb against the corner of his lip. where sugary essence had stained his lips. making them extra pink.

"is it that good?" you asked and he looked up at you with sparkly eyes.

"mhm hm"

"yea?" you teased, running your fingers through his hair. he made a sound that almost sounded like he was purring.

he stuck his tongue out, licking the lollipop from the top to the base, gradually going lower. his hands holding onto your thigh, like an actual puppy.

"are you pressing your legs together" you confirmed, noticing how his thighs were quivering. he whined.

"Hyunjin."

he halted his tactics at your tone. this wasn't a time for him to be a brat.

if he really wanted something up his cunt, he'd have to work for it. you'd make him earn it.

"e-empty" he whispered, blushing when you looked down at him.

"the fridge?" you joked, faking a confused look. to which his cheeks grew red.

"n-no"

"then what do you mean?"

"me...i want m-mommy" you laughed softly.

"but mommy is here, im right next to you baby" you teased, heart swelling as he hid his face in his hands. he stayed like that for a few seconds before shaking his head.

"I want you to fuck me damnit"

you jumped at his sudden outburst. frustration in his voice. he pulled away, sitting on his haunches. he knew he made a mistake. this wasn't how he could talk to you. a quiet sorry was what he whispered.

you pitied him. maybe this time you could let it go. have a little fun with him.

"take your pants off and lay on your back"

he shuffled around, shoving his pants off and laying back for you.

you couldn't help but stare right at his pussy. he was...wet? or had he been wet?

"were you needy during the entire shoot?"

embarassingly he nodded, subtly crossing his legs.

"oh my baby, it must've been so uncomfortable"

he nodded again. he loved when you doted on him. made him feel like he was nothing but a dumb dog who'd listen to anything you'd say.

"im giving you two options. can you be a good boy and answer well?"

he shook his head.

"either i fuck you with this lollipop or you can hump my thigh" you stroked his leg, watching how his expression changed.

"i want y-you"

"but this is me, puppy. i'm tired today... will you please let mommy rest-"

"you can rest mommy...but i can't decide"

"does puppy need me to decide for him?"

"yes please" he was so polite.

"how about the lollipop?"

.

hyunjin mewled as you pressed the tip of the bubblegum lollipop against his folds. the pink sugary substance mixing with his wetness. you prodded at his swollen clit. that looked like it was begging for attention.

"baby your pussy is so pink"

you couldn't help but admire it. the colour dripping down. his inner thighs stained with it.

it looked sweet. even sweeter since it was on his pretty cunt.

without much thought, you pushed his legs apart to lick a long strip. both of y'all moaning in unison.

"m-mommyyy no teasing" he mumbled, lips forming into a pout. you wanted to kiss it away.

"sorry puppy...i couldn't control myself"

you were in fact wet and aching.

you slipped the candy between his cunt. the tip rubbing deliciously against his clit. he was good enough to stay still and enjoy it despite being horny.

In times like this you would always put his pleasure before yours. he needed relief.

you nudged it in, watching how his pussy spasmed. so eager-

"w-wait"

you stopped all your actions. worried that you did something wrong. there was a long pause until hyunjin clambered over to you. choosing to sit on your lap. his naked thighs caging you in.

not to mention he was bigger than you, so he covered you whole. but in moments like this, he looked smaller. and cuter than ever.

he cupped your face with his shaky hands, gently pressing his lips against your parted ones.

you felt your heart race. what was he doing? it took you off guard. you wrapped your arms around his waist.

"s-sorry i stopped you..." he apologised, his eyes a bit teary. you felt your heart sink.

"whats wrong? did you not like it"

"no i loved it...i suddenly felt like i just wanted to be close to you. i just want to stick to you" hyunjin mumbled, leaning back in to capture your lips. the taste of cherry still lingering on his lips.

he kissed you like he had not got the chance to for weeks.

slow and so full of love.

you could feel tears forming in your eyes. it had been a long time since the both of you had done something like this.

the lollipop still resting in your hand.

[saturnbicth]

୧⠀⠀౨ৎ⠀⠀another dream⠀⠀🛁

[minnies-puppydoll]

OT8 SKZ Headcannons:

.• {how they orgasm}•.

OT8 x reader HCS..smutty, kinda fluffy

Warnings: degredation, breeding, mentions of choking/slapping, reader is called a bitch, lots of cum obviously, if i missed any lmk!

first post!! lmk how u feel abt it and send me asks!! :3 enjoy~*

smut below the cut….

Christopher Bahng:

• straight to his core. loud, strangled noises spill from his mouth as he ruts into you like a desperate dog.

• grips onto whatever he can grab on you. especially when his orgasm takes him by suprise, hes gasping and frantically finding your wrist to hold so he can ride it out.

• during, he’ll lean down and send a growlish-moan to your ear, in a “you did this to me.” way😵‍💫

• his cock definetly throbs, if he pulls out, all you can see is it bobbing up and down and shooting out hot cum.

• he’s dazed afterwards, looking at his mess with half-lidded eyes as he smears it with his thumb.

• hits him more forcefully than sensually, like a pent up release. and trust, if you choke or slap him while he’s cumming then he’ll roll his eyes back and cum 10x harder.

• same for if he’s cumming from your strap, then its all broken whines and drooly pillows from there.

• im a firm believer of breeding kink chan. he’ll press down on your tummy so you can’t miss the feeling of his warm cum swelling you up.

“ahn- fucking..feel that? good whores get bred out, right? thats fucking right..made me cum, sweet girl..”

Lee Minho:

• sooooooo long.

• his dancer core makes his orgasms last forever.

• you’ll be done touching him, and a minute later his cock is still throbbing and squirting out little droplets of cum.

• usually has deeper, longer moans throughout. but when it first hits, he lets out a loud, pornographic noise akin to a yell.

•his head lowers and his face is pained and focused. hands trembling slightly at how hard it hits him.

• makes the prettiest faces during it. all pleasure dazed, like hes in a trance, or like he can’t believe how intense his orgasm is.

• def an eye roller. his orgasms hit hard, not in a shaking way, but he’ll throw his head back and grip onto you, so he can hold you still while he works through his orgasm.

•when his eyes arent rolled to the back of his head, they are either closed or heavy lidded and unfocused.

• coming back to this, he prefers holding you still while he cums. hes way too sensitive for any extra motion. if you try to move on top of him, he’ll firmly cling onto your shoulders to keep you still.

• always a bit exsausted afterwards, but still laughs in disbelief at how long it really is.

“ah!…stay still. stay fucking still, please. just let me cum…mmfh- fuck..feels so good.”

Seo Changbin:

• goes quiet when he’s about to cum. like its the only thing he can think about.

• 1/3 of moanracha. one of the only ones that moan (but turns kinda growl-ish at the end🤭)

• he knows his strength, so when he cums he tries to either get off of you or relax his body as much as he can. (thats why he prefers you on top)

• sounds in pain but he’s definetly not. he forgets how good you make him feel sometimes.

• a lip-biter, its how he calms himself down, also a throbber!! his hips never stutter though, he’s very good.

• a slut for his neck being touched, bite or kiss on his neck and he’ll cum so good for you.

• like i said earlier, he wants to hold you close so bad! but, he’s nervous he might crush you. so he trains himself for you, softly fucking into you and holding his trembling body back from just holding you down and pounding you.

• soft binnie boy in his dirty talk, his strength doesn’t match his words as he softens his body and starts to cum inside you.

“soft- soft..g’nna fuck you softly, yeah? sweet girl..making me cum..so good to me.”

Hwang Hyunjin:

• 2/3 of moanracha. he moans unashamed, long, sensual noises that have you dripping.

• treats an orgasm like a piece of art, making sure to cum right on your pretty pussy and admire.

• his thighs tremble and his mouth hangs open, pleasure spreading along his body and glowing in his sides, eventually spilling all out onto you, his stunning muse.

• when he’s fucking you, there is nothing in the world that could break his concentration. its like you both have built this sweet atmosphere in the air, heated colors flash in your mind, trapping you with him.

• and when he cums, that atmosphere shatters into a million pieces, like nothing else in the entire world matters besides you and the intense pleasure you’re making him feel.

• he likes when you cum before him, so he can watch your every reaction to his hard work.

• but he likes it even better when you cum with him, he likes sharing the moment with you, so he might even make you hold it.🤭

“…fuck- hold it. i’m almost there, don’t fucking cum yet..fuck! i love you! i love you..so much.”

Han Jisung:

• 3/3 of moanracha. his moans are loud and uncontrollable.

• BIGGEST EYE ROLLER. ive seen him do that shit too many times in videos, im so serious he does that when he cums.

• he also cannot control that tongue of his, shits always out of his mouth while drool drips from his bottom lip.

• he just loves feeling good!! he’ll take anything you give him as long as he gets to cum.

• his poor little cock gets so red. drips a massive amount of precum just to squirt out such a pathetic little load.

• loves teasing his cock after he cums. he’ll rub himself on whatever he can, twitching at the little sparks of harsh pleasure that it grants him.

• says “fuck me” even if he’s topping, such a freaky ass bitch😭

• and if you’re pegging or fingering him, you’ll be suprised at how slutty that little mouth of his is, drooling and babbling out such meaningless little praises and begs.

• grips your wrist and thrusts frantically into you with loud, pathetic whines. his eyes are a bit teary when he places his hand on your tummy, begging you to cum because of how overstimulated he’s getting.

“ah..fuck- fuck me, fuck me harder..shit. ah, please cum- ah..soon. please? s’too much.. i know, im pathetic..m’sorry.”

Lee Felix:

• so sensual. like his orgasm is fire, burning his body so slowly.

• his hips may be frantic, but his voice is shuddery as he whispers pretty words and praises into your ears.

• his face heats up so much its unreal. he cant help but blush at how good you make him feel!!

• that deep voice in your ear😵‍💫 makes u wanna be silent so you can hear him better.

• small load, nothing too much, but it tastes so sweet. you beg him to cum on your face or in your mouth, he feels a little bad but he can’t hold it when he sees you stick your tongue out while he jerks his cock off.

• likes recieving pain when he cums, like scratching his thighs or biting down on his shoulders. it embarrasses him but also makes him drool🫶🏽

• okay fr guys..i think felix can squirt. HEAR ME OUT.

• rub the palm of your hand over his tip rapidly, or agressively rub his slit and he’s writhing and arching under you. gripping your wrist and begging you to slow down before he hides his face and squirts all over his tummy.

• he’s such a pleaser, that he’s unable to focus soley on his pleasure. so if he accidentally cums before you, he’ll pull out and mutter little apologies as he rubs your clit, ruining his own orgasm while shoving his face in your neck.

“..ah! fuck! sorry…m’sorry..hah- so sorry, angel..please cum- please cum too?”

Kim Seungmin:

• when he's subbing, he's a desperate humper. wether its your shoe, or your hand, or even your belongings hes frantically fucking into it, trying to cum hard.

• but the way he cums is still the same, no matter what role he's playing.

• it looks earth shattering. he twitches and shakes, and his eyes are tightly shut (when they arent rolled back to his brain)

• he tries to have you lock eyes with him when he cums, but it always ends up with him breaking it almost immediately.

• prefers to cum on your lower back or tummy, but he's a bit of a clean freak so this preference doesn't help him at all😭

• very dazed and tender after. he'll look at you with loving eyes and caress your cheek, kinda like the sweet version of chan's "you did this to me" attitude.

• he used to be very shy about the way he acted when he came, so he would hold it in, but once you tried to forced one out of him anyway. poor boy was begging you to "wait" and "stop," but his body betrayed him and twitched into your hand.

"mm'ah! wait! stopstop' please- ill cum! please."

(or..dom ver bc im a slut 😈)

"oh? fine..make me cum then, bitch..c'mon- oh fuck..that's a good girl. only thing you're good for, right slut?”

Yang Jeongin:

• doesn’t hit him quite as hard as the others, now that doesn’t mean its not enjoyable for him.

• it just means that his buildup is stronger than his orgasm, it comes in blissful waves rather than the others.

• when it hits, his jaw drops and his eyes close, but soon after 4 seconds of that, hes giggling about it and using it to give you more pleasure.

• big ass load. he cums so much its not funny. he likes cumming in you too, so good luck with that!

• whispers long, teasing groans in your ear to feel you squeeze around him.

•he enjoys fucking more than the actual climax, so he’ll usually hold his orgasm off until you’re begging him to cum.

• then, he’ll tilt his head and glide his cock along your clit with the same pace, like he never stopped fucking you. laughing at your cries and pleads.

“hm..aw, poor baby..want my cum? need my cum inside you? hm..ill think about it.”

[bbokicidal]

"My Pretty Boys" | SKZ [H.J, H.H, L.F]

Notes: A small Drabble inspired by @jeonginsleftcheek and I when we screamed together about Hyunjin's buzzcut lol. (I need to caress his kiwi head) Genre: Smut (18+) Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Felix, Han Jisung x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1K

If it weren't for the game he was playing, Felix's full attention would be on you - naturally, of course, when you lay bare in front of him.

With you sprawled on the couch and your body between Felix's legs, his switch controller lays just above your chest - your collar bone supporting the weight as he carefully pushes down on the buttons in quick succession. Each time you look up at him just to catch a glimpse of his focused, determined expression you're met with the sight of his teeth digging into his lower lip or his tongue prodding the corner of his mouth in an expression of impatience. The strands of his hair that frame his face, now the sweetest color of Onyx, stick to his cheeks and temples from his nap a few hours ago. And with his hair so messy he just looked all too cute.

"Baby," you murmur to catch his attention, earning a soft and low hum so you know he's listening. "After you're done playing, do you want to swap spots with Jinnie..? Think he'd like to play a little, too." The sickly sweet tone of your voice lulls Felix into approving of the question, nodding after a moment of silence.

But Hyunjin gives a soft hum from where he lays between your thighs, head buried down and eyes just barely open. "I'm happy here." And he really is; Tongue lathing over your pussy as it drips for him in a mixture of your slick and his spit from the near hour he'd been there. He's in Heaven, you're on cloud nine - and he's happy to stay there for as long as you want him to.

His movements are slow and calculated, the tip of his tongue circling your clit before dragging back down to lick a fat, flat strip up your wetness. He moves close to dip his tongue into you, tasting you as best he can before he has to pull his tongue back in his mouth and catch his breath - and then he's back at it all over again. His tongue glides over the skin of your inner thighs, teasing and nipping here and there before he returns to your pussy and wraps his lips around your clit - sucking and pulling back just to tease, tongue flicking over the warm bundle of nerves. And the soft touches you give him just spurs him on; Your hand brushing over his cheek before moving up to his hair where usually your fingers would tangle in long, dark strands and tug whenever he got a little too greedy and overstimulated you. But this time you're met with the softness of his hair, now blonde and shorter than you'd ever seen it before. It tickles your palm as you run your hand over the back of his head, thumb swiping through it once more before you let it rest there and gently coax him closer between your thighs.

And then of course, there was one more - his back to the back of the couch as he laid on his side. He was squished up against you but fully content, lulling in and out of consciousness as sleep beckoned him in. One arm draped over your waist, a knee pulled up as well to rest atop your thigh - initially meant to keep your legs open for Hyunjin to rest between but now just relaxing there as he drifted off. Your arm tucked over his shoulder and laid behind him, bent so your fingers could slowly comb through long, soft strands of navy, which only aided in him falling asleep.

Jisung hadn't just been laying there, of course. He'd been squished beside you, comfortable as can be with his head on your shoulder and his mouth attached to your chest. In fact, the outer part of your right breast was completely covered in bruises from where he'd gently bitten down or sucked on the skin, determined to mark you up all on his own. With purple and red covering one side of your chest, Jisung slowly comes and goes in his sleepy haze. His lips are still attached to your skin, breath fanning over your chest each time he exhales. As he slowly comes to every few minutes, he resumes peppering kisses over your skin before he begins to drift off again, repeating his little cycle. But you have to admit that it's awfully cute watching him fall back asleep, your skin leaving his lips with a gentle pop each time.

"Okay - I'm done." Felix announces, letting out a breath as his focus breaks away from the game on his screen. He finally takes in the situation once more and first looks to Hyunjin, who doesn't even seem to hear Felix's declaration - then over to Jisung who was still dozing off with his cheek squished against your arm and lips parted, beginning to drool.

Felix's eyes dart back to Hyunjin. "Hey. She said we should switch places," His brows furrow, lips pressing into a thin pout. "I want a turn."

But the older simply huffs, his lips curling up into a smirk as he presses in closer. Pushing you up and lifting your hips for a moment, Hyunjin's arms wind under your thighs to curl around the plush of your skin, holding onto you tight and locking you in place against him. And it makes you laugh, smiling at his antics before gently running your hand over his hair again - the feeling never growing old. "Okay, okay. Felix can play one more round but after that you have to switch, okay?"

Felix lets out a breath. He begrudgingly reaches for the controller once more, starting up a new round of his game and looking back to the screen to focus all over again. And Hyunjin nods, humming against your clit as he laps at it over and over with no intention of getting up anytime soon. Who wouldn't want to lay there for hours and eat you out all lazy? It was the best feeling in the world - for him, at least.

Yeah... Felix could wait a little longer.

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MY DREAM LOVE LIFE FRR THIS IS SO PERFECT, HE'S PERFECT 😭😭😭

ꃼ ᴗ ꃼ ── INK ON SKIN | hwang hyunjin x fem ! reader

cursing & soulmate au & fluff & mentions of food & text messages woven in & please let me know if i missed anything !

when you were eighteen you woke up with the first signs you had a soulmate—a pretty butterfly drawn on your left arm. you were certain you hadn't drawn it. ever since that day, beautiful pictures showed up all over your skin. you liked to watch as they were drawn. and sometimes you'd write little messages back, telling them how lovely their drawings were. you wondered if you'd ever be lucky enough to meet the artist. imagine your surprise when your skin is bare of drawings one day, a phone number in their place.

word count : 2.2k !

next up > what a piece of work is man

On your eighteenth birthday, you woke up feeling just the same as you did everyday. The day didn’t really feel special until you looked at your left arm in the mirror while you were getting ready and saw a pretty pen drawing of a butterfly there. Your jaw dropped open. You were certain it hadn’t been there before you went to bed—there was no way you drew it. 

You asked your family and friends if they had somehow drawn it and you hadn’t noticed or had just forgotten. When they confirmed that none of them had, in fact, drawn the butterfly, you couldn’t help the feeling of excitement that bubbled in your chest. That meant it was your soulmate. 

So you started drawing and writing on your arms too, hoping to reach the other person. You left simple drawings on your skin—nothing nearly as intricate as the ones you gained in return. You also liked to write short motivational messages. They never wrote words back. You wondered if maybe they spoke a different language or if maybe they were just shy. 

One time, your soulmate had drawn intricate flowers that trailed up the expanse of your left arm—they were so beautiful and well-done that people the next day had asked if you had gotten a tattoo they’d never noticed. You only shook your head and proudly explained it was your soulmate. That day, you’d left as lengthy a message as you could expressing how much you loved the drawings, how you hoped they would continue to draw for you, and how you hoped you could talk to them and meet one day. 

The next day, you woke up to your skin bare. A strange feeling of disappointment rose inside of you, but you pushed it down. Maybe they just had no inspiration. Or maybe they hadn’t had time to draw you anything new. But the day after that, your skin was still bare. And then again the next day. Almost an entire week passed without a drawing for you to admire and you wondered if your message had somehow upset them or scared them off. 

But on the seventh day, you woke up to something decorating your arm. Not a drawing. But a phone number. 

From that moment, you spoke to Hyunjin every free moment you had. Sometimes it was difficult because of the language barrier and time zones, but the two of you always made it work. And it was worth it. Hyunjin understood you in a way no one else did, even if you both had trouble understanding each other’s languages. 

The understanding you had of Hyunjin went deeper than mere words. You knew his heart—something that was expressed through more than just spoken language. He loved to show you his paintings and drawings, draw you special images on your skin (his skin), and send you pieces of poetry he loved.

The more you spoke to Hyunjin, the more you fell in love with his words. The more you fell in love with the very essence of he was. And as much as you wanted to know what he looked like, you appreciated getting to know him without seeing him first—you appreciated falling in love with who he was as a person rather than just his face. 

Curiosity was beginning to get the better of you, however. You doodled pictures for him and wrote him little love letters on your wrist and hands and arms. He drew you the most beautiful images of flowers or animals or butterflies and occasionally he wrote you poems or lyrics. And every day that passed, just drawing pictures and writing poetry on your skin for him to read, fed the curiosity that grew inside of you. 

Hyunjin made you feel light in a way you’d never experienced. The more you texted him, the more you longed to hear his voice. Once you started calling and video chatting, you only wanted to meet him more and more. Hyunjin left an ache in you that could never be filled unless he was right beside you. You supposed it was because he was your soulmate. But a part of you felt like maybe that was just the effect that Hyunjin had. 

“I want to meet you,” you whispered into the darkness of your room one night while you were on a video call with Hyunjin. You watched as he frowned and sighed, nodding along with you. 

“I want to meet you too.” 

“I’ve been…” you hesitated, wondering if you should expose yourself or not. “I’ve been looking at airline tickets to South Korea. A-and I started saving up. Maybe I could… I-I mean, if you’re okay with it, maybe I could visit someday?” 

All of the nerves you’d felt in telling him faded away when you saw the way he beamed at you. “You want to come here? To visit me?” 

“Y-yeah, if you want me to—”

“Please don’t tell me you’re joking.” He looked at you, eyes wide and desperate, pleading with you. “Please. I want to meet you so bad, please say you’re serious.” 

“So serious.” 

Hyunjin’s wide smile returned. “Fuck. I want to see you in person. H-how soon do you think you could come? I’ll help pay for your ticket too. I just want to see you.” 

“I’ve saved up a little more than half of what I need so—”

“I’ll pay the rest.”

You blinked in surprise. Obviously you knew that he’d said he’d be willing to help pay, but you didn’t realize he’d be willing to help that much. “O-oh Hyun, I couldn’t let you—”

“Please. I want to see you. I have more than enough money to help. So let me.” 

“Okay, well, in that case. I could probably come in a couple weeks. I’ll need to make sure everything is taken care of here first, so two weeks should be just fine.” You watched Hyunjin’s smile widen an impossible amount and you found yourself smiling as well. 

“Two weeks,” he breathed, closing his eyes as if he could picture you standing in front of him. “Fuck, I don’t know if I can wait that long.” 

You shook your head and laughed a little, “Well, you’re going to have to. It’s not as long as you think. It’ll pass in the blink of an eye.” 

After you hung up your video call with Hyunjin, you bought your ticket to South Korea. Hyunjin sent you money to help you pay for your ticket (you almost felt bad accepting it until you checked the balance of your bank account). You made sure to get time off work, get your classwork settled, and you updated your family about your plans.

And thus started the countdown to your trip to visit Hyunjin. Everyday he drew you a new countdown picture—it was the number of days until he would get to see you accompanied by a different place he wanted to take you in South Korea when you came. You looked forward to the countdown drawings every morning. 

Hyunjin called you every spare moment to tell you about what he wanted to do when you got there and you indulged him every time, even if you’d heard the plans multiple times already. When he wasn’t calling you, he was texting you. He sent you pictures of Kkami, pictures of himself or friends in the places he wanted to take you, videos of whatever silly thing he was doing that day, and the usual loving messages. 

“I can’t believe you’re going to be here tomorrow,” Hyunjin whispered, awe laced in his tone. 

You smiled at him and nodded as you shoved the last of what you needed into your suitcase. Your flight left in three hours and you were only just finishing packing before hurrying to the airport. “Yeah. I’m only one sleep away.” 

“What’s the first thing you want to do when you get here?” 

“I thought you already planned out our itinerary?” You were only teasing, but the pout on your lips made guilt pang in your chest. “I’m just teasing, Hyunnie.” 

“Oh. So then, what’s the first thing you want to do?” 

You thought for a second and then looked away, slightly embarrassed as you answered. “I want to kiss you. And then maybe get something to eat.” 

When you finally peeked back at your phone, you found Hyunjin staring at you, jaw dropped and cheeks bright pink. He blinked a couple times before smiling shyly and speaking softly. “Well I can certainly arrange that.” 

“Good,” you grinned at him and then zipped your suitcase up. You grabbed your phone and stood, making sure to take your backpack off of your desk as well. You glanced around your room one last time before deciding you had everything you needed, then you shouldered your bag and pulled your suitcase along behind you as you left for the airport. “I have to go now, Hyun, but I’ll see you soon, okay?” 

He nodded and smiled brightly at you. “Yeah, I’ll see you soon.” 

The flight to visit Hyunjin felt like the longest flight of your life. You just wanted the plane to land in South Korea so you could see Hyunjin. Unfortunately, you had to wait. You endured screaming babies, a toddler who kept kicking the back of your seat, and the woman snoring next to you all because you knew at the end of this godforsaken flight was your soulmate. That made all of the frustrations of your flight more than worth it. 

When you got off the plane (finally) you were quick to grab your luggage before making your way to where Hyunjin had told you he was waiting. It was tricky at first navigating the foreign airport, but when you figured out where you were and where you were trying to go, it was a lot easier. 

Anticipation bubbled in your stomach as you drew closer and closer to where Hyunjin was. Would he look taller in person? How soft was his hair? What did he smell like? Would he still like you when he saw you up close? 

The second you saw him, leaning against a pillar while scrolling on his phone, the anxiety you felt fizzled out, replaced with an intense longing to just be in his arms. He looked up and his eyes met yours. Time seemed to stand still. You felt like you were trudging through mud, not moving fast enough. It felt like your suitcase was full of rocks as you dragged it behind you. 

And yet, suddenly, Hyunjin was right in front of you, eyes wide as he took you in. “Holy shit you’re here.”

You didn’t say anything in response, you just reached up and held his face in your hands, pulling his lips to yours for a tender kiss. His hands found your waist as he kissed you back, humming happily into your mouth. When you pulled away and opened your eyes, you were elated to find that it wasn’t a dream. That he hadn’t disappeared. 

“I can’t believe you’re real.” 

He grinned at you as he grabbed your hand, leading you out of the airport. “Well, I am. That kiss wasn’t proof enough?”

“Mm, must not have been. Maybe you’ll have to kiss me again to prove it.” 

He laughed at that. “I will. When we get out of the airport. I’ll kiss you all you want.” 

Before Hyunjin, there had been a hole in your chest you didn’t even realize was there. When you first started talking to him, the hole was only halfway filled. But now, walking with him hand in hand, you finally felt complete.