#hwang hyunjin is a soft boy

[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.

[hrrys6]

͜͡☆ ᪲   buscando solo tu corazón    ͟͟ ꫶ࣺ͟͟͟✿︎ᬺᬺᬸ

ׁ࣮      🖥️    ⎯⎯❤︎ ͟ຼ͟ ᭮᭰͟  

[dollange]

͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏pétales ... — 🧣♡ ( amour ) ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏͏⠀ׂ⠀ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ 𓈒 ͏

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[maximura]

[gyustarzzi2]

❏ ﹒ ☓ 📗 ﹐ リ

[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. "

[beijoquitas]

⟡ ׅ -﹙ 💿 ﹚

heart to heart.

[hynjinie]

Hwang Hyunjin

Drawing on Instagram live, 20 August 24

Redamancy__hhj on Twitter

[umchae]

[youcanstayhere]

[sp0ccky-web]

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[skzstoryvault]

Petty (Hyunjin, crack)

F! Reader x boyfriend Hyunjin

very short ( and dare I say still rewarding ) read

one-shot

1 k words exactly.

They are guests at a wedding where the bride is a bridezilla

Reader was bullied by her family while growning up and had a glowup once she broke free from them.

Brief appearance of Donatella Versace as the couple's fairy godmother.

This is in no way meant as a commentary on the real persons depicted here. They all deserve the world.

Please be kind.

Please do not report this post. If it's not your thing, just scroll away.

If you're underage, please scroll on, there is nothing for you here.

If you enjoy this story and are reading along, I would love to hear your comments in the replies, reblogs or DMs - however you feel most comfortable.

A/N: I am sorry for the dad joke at the end, but I had to. It was right there, calling out to me.

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“Your colour scheme will be pink and brown,” the bride informed you. “You and your plus one will have to come dressed in those colours or be turned down at the door. I will have security, you know?”

“Pink and brown? Like a pussy?” Hyunjin asked, before throwing his head back and laughing. “Damn, your friend is not only evil, she’s also dumb like the night. I can’t wait for us to attend.”

“I intend to cut contact with her after the wedding anyway. She’s always been in this contest with me, always trying to one up me and beat me to stuff… she will be either very relieved or very intrigued to hear I will be leaving Europe for good.” You say, shrugging. “Some friendships are not made to be for life and I’m okay with that.”

°°°

“Pink… and brown?” Donatella asked, just to make sure she heard right. “What, like a pussy???” She and her assistant both said in unison and in their thick Italian accent. “Leave it to me, darlings.” 

°°°

On the day of the event, you showed up on Hyunjin’s arm, both wearing the outfits Donatella so generously designed for you. They are obviously very high end, with incredible attention to details, very form flattering and season appropriate. 

Hyunjin is wearing a brown shirt with an oversized pink flower and leaf pattern, pink dress trousers with a brown belt and brown sandals.

Your dress is made from the same fabric as your boyfriend’s shirt and it’s cinched with a breathable brown obi style belt.

You are both wearing matching Versace gold jewellery and accessories, both looking like modern day gods.

The bride goes pale, then she turns deep red with anger as soon as she sees you, but she can’t say anything because you stuck to the dress and colour code to the letter. You can just feel her fume and seethe from a distance.

Obviously, all eyes are on Hyunjin, more so even than on the bride or her sister, who tries to direct some attention to herself by repeatedly stroking her obviously pregnant belly. Normally, people would love such things at a wedding because the gossip mill has to always turn.

But no one believed you when you said you met someone in Korea and that he’s very nice, attractive, kind and in love with you. The men in your family are only as good as their wives manage to make them and your extended family is full of divorces, affairs and even a suspicious disappearance without a trace of a husband or two.

So, when you told them you had a boyfriend, everyone laughed - from your grandma to your little sister. But now everyone is gawking and staring - you just showed up with a supermodel and not only are you acting like it’s business as usual, they see him looking at you like you hung the moon. 

“So how did you two meet? Was it online? Tinder, like young folks call it these days?” Your aunt asks.

“No, I told you guys before I left that I was going to Korea for a language learning experience, and while I was there I took a make-up artist job. Hyunjin was among my regular clients from the beginning.”

“Don’t Koreans usually only date Koreans?”

“Yes, we tend to,” Hyunjin replies joyfully, “But meeting her was like such a happy occasion. We liked each other at once. We knew. So I guess I need to thank you all for bullying her so much she felt she would be happier among strangers at the end of the world.” 

“How dare you…!!!” Your aunt scoffs.

“It’s true though. If you had treated me normally I’d now be home, married to some guy from my hometown who is cheating on me with an Aldi cashier and who leaves me alone and pregnant at home.” You say. “Hyunjin is just calling it like it is.”

“Can’t you just let it go? That was ages ago.” Your aunt says, sighing.

“It’s fucked me up for good so-” You reply. “But I agree, for the sake of the happy occasion, let’s change the topic.”

“Are your outfits really Versace? How did you find some in the exact colours you needed on such short notice?”

“Oh, that’s easy. Hyunjin is tight with Donatella Versace. These are custom made. She and her entire atelier compared the colour scheme to the inside and outside of a pussy. Which was the original intent, we saw everyone else got to pick pastels.” You explain. 

Later, after all the ceremonial stuff is over, food was served and the bride and groom had their first dance, you and Hyunjin are on the dancefloor, holding on to each other and laughing, lost in your own little world. At some point, your fifteen year old cousin saw Hyunjin, pointed, shrieked and fell backwards into the grass, passing out. Hyunjin very kindly helped lift her into a sitting position and assisted in bringing her back to consciousness, making sure she was alright, even signing an autograph for her on a sweaty photo card she pulled from her bra.

She went away still mumbling about “fucking imagine meeting Hyunjin at a wedding in rural Europe, what are the odds???” and how no one at school was going to believe her. 

The bride doesn’t leave the venue before coming to confront you for your serious crime of… not engaging in her stupid power games.

“You just had to make it all about yourself, didn’t you?”

“What? I did everything you asked, I believe our wedding gift was more than generous and we kept to ourselves all the time. Not my fault you decided to take everything personally. And that you didn’t believe me when I assured you I did have a boyfriend.” 

“Your mum told me you’re leaving indefinitely after this… you just had to go out with a bang.” 

“No, no, that’s Hyunjin’s leader and best friend. I’m going out with a Hwang.”

[daisyskz]

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[saturnbicth]

୧⠀⠀౨ৎ⠀⠀another dream⠀⠀🛁

[jiniretz]

i barely post anything here but i just want to say that i absolutely love hyunjin's new hair style and anyone talking shit about it is getting blocked 🥰

here's cute hyune with his new hair style <3