#hyuka drabbles

[adorehyyuka]

puppy!hyuka <3

smut mdni

warnings: puppy hybrid!Kai, sub!Kai, praise, degradation, name calling, slight anal ? aftercare, bed humping, lmk if I missed anything !

thinking about puppy!hyuka who only wants to be your good boy :( who wants to follow all your rules, instructions and everything you say just so he can hear you praise him and give him head pats <3 but sometimes he can't help himself. . .

he can't help it if one day he feels particularly sad, so he goes to find your blankets and your pillows that smell like you, he just needs a lil comfort is all ! he can't help it that today his emotions are all over the place :,< so you shouldn't blame him when the smell of you sends him into a frenzy and suddenly he's humping your bed like the dumb pup he is :(

you can't blame him for being a little disobedient, you just can't ! He's always been your good boy, surely you can let one mistake go ? right ? wrong.

the moment you get home and see what a desperate mess he is, absolute filth is spewing from your mouth. you call him a whore, telling him off for being a bad puppy when you had only been gone for a little over an hour. tears spill down his cheeks, he's crying and pleading with you, saying "I'm sorry, 'm sorry ! you just smelled so good ! . ." but of course you don't relent, instead you're teasing his tight little ass hole with the tip of your finger and telling him how cute he looks when he's acting like a slut :p

his hips only move faster when you insult him ! his twitchy little cock begging for release <3 he should be upset at you for calling him such names, he should be disgusted with himself for being so desperate :( but the mix of praise and degradation is sending him reeling, his head is so fuzzy and he can't think of anything but getting himself off :3

eventually the thing that tips him over the edge is the tug on his tail you give him, and suddenly he's squealing ! his fluffy ears are fully pointed up to the ceiling, his lower half is spasming all over the place and his sensitive tail is twitching in your softening hold >.< Isn't he such a cutie ? tell him he's a cute pup :(

as soon as you hear him whimper you're immediately cradling him in your arms, telling him what a good boy he is and petting his head <3 all the nastiness in your voice is gone and all that's left is sugary sweet words. puppy!hyuka's head is spinning and it's clear he's overwhelmed, all he needs you to do is hold him and whisper sweet nothings into his floofy ears. . . so that's what you do !

©adorehyyuka

[seoulzie]

blurred boundaries

WHEREIN: huening kai needs help with his...! MDNI

pairing: inexperienced!hyuka x f! reader genre: suggestive, smut warnings: explicit sexual content, swearing, desperate kai-ish, handjob

SEUL SPEAKS! this was only supposed to be suggestive but i got carried away.. this is my first time ever writing straight-up smut

the room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a single bedside lamp, casting a warm hue over the scattered books and papers. huening kai sat on the edge of the bed, his usually playful eyes filled with a mixture of anxiety and desire. you’d been friends for years, the kind of friendship that often teetered on the edge of something more, but had never quite crossed that line.

tonight felt different, though.

“kai, what’s up? you look like you’ve seen a ghost,” you teased, trying to lighten the tension that had settled between you.

he looked down, avoiding your eyes. “can we talk? about something serious?”

you nodded, moving to sit beside him on the bed. the silence stretched out, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. “of course. what’s going on?”

he took a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper. “i… i need your help with something. and it’s not something i can ask anyone else.”

his words sent a shiver down your spine. “anything, kai. you know that.”

he finally looked up, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity you hadn’t seen before. “i need you to help me… with this.” his eyes flicked downward, and you followed his gaze, understanding dawning on you.

“oh.” it was all you could manage to say, the implications of his request hitting you like a tidal wave. am i really going to do this? to a friend? the thought echoed in your mind, the internal conflict rising.

“i know it’s a lot to ask,” he said quickly, his face flushing with embarrassment. “but i trust you, and… i don’t know how else to deal with it.”

you took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. this was uncharted territory, a step that could change everything between you. but the vulnerability in his eyes, the trust he was placing in you, was undeniable.

“okay,” you said softly, the word feeling heavy with the weight of your decision. “tell me what you need.”

his relief was palpable, and he reached out to take your hand, his touch warm and slightly trembling. “just… help me with this. please.”

you nodded, moving closer to him. your fingers brushed against his thigh, and you felt him shiver. the air between you seemed to crackle with tension as you leaned in, your lips hovering just inches from his.

“are you sure about this, kai?” you whispered, giving him one last chance to back out. your mind was still racing, questions and doubts swirling. this was huening kai, could you really cross this line?

“i’m sure,” he replied, his voice steady despite the vulnerability in his eyes. “i need you.”

with that, you closed the distance between you, your lips meeting in a tentative kiss. it was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but quickly deepened as the desire between you ignited. his hands found your waist, pulling you closer as you shifted to straddle his lap.

you could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing against you, and it sent a thrill through your body. breaking the kiss, you moved to press your lips against his neck, eliciting a low groan from him.

“kai,” you breathed against his skin, “tell me what you want.”

his hands tightened on your waist, guiding your hips to grind against him. “i want you. all of you.”

you nodded, understanding his need and your own desire to fulfill it. slowly, you began to undress, each piece of clothing falling to the floor, leaving you exposed and vulnerable. his eyes roamed over your body, filled with a hunger that matched your own.

as you reached for the waistband of his pants, he caught your hand, his eyes meeting yours with a silent question. you nodded, giving him the reassurance he needed, and together you removed the last barriers between you.

the feeling of his skin against yours was electric, and as you moved to take him in your hand, his breath hitched in anticipation. you began to stroke him, slow and deliberate, watching the way his eyes fluttered closed, the way his lips parted in pleasure.

his breaths came in short gasps, and you felt the tension coiling in his muscles. you quickened your pace, your hand gliding smoothly over his length, the soft, slick sounds filling the room. his moans grew louder, and you could see the struggle in his expression, the way he tried to hold back.

“kai,” you whispered, leaning in to press a kiss to his parted lips, “let go. i’ve got you.”

his response was a deep, guttural groan, his hips bucking against your hand as he finally surrendered to the pleasure. you felt his release, warm and wet against your palm, and you continued to stroke him through the aftershocks, milking every last drop of his climax.

when he finally stilled, you released him, your hand sticky with his essence. he looked up at you, eyes glazed with satisfaction, and pulled you into another kiss, this one slow and languid, filled with gratitude and lingering desire.

as you pulled away, you reached into the nightstand drawer, retrieving a condom. his eyes widened slightly as he watched you tear open the foil packet, his breathing quickening once more.

“are we really doing this?” you asked, your voice soft, giving him one final chance to change his mind.

he nodded, his eyes locked onto yours. “i’m sure. please.”

you rolled the condom onto him with practiced ease, the sensation making him groan with anticipation. positioning yourself over him, you slowly lowered yourself onto his length, the feeling of him filling you completely sending waves of pleasure through your body.

the rhythm you set was slow at first, each movement deliberate and controlled, savoring the sensation of being joined so intimately. but as the pleasure built, your movements quickened, driven by a shared need. his hands roamed your body, caressing and exploring, heightening the sensations.

the sounds of your shared pleasure filled the room, a symphony of gasps, moans, and the slick, rhythmic slap of skin against skin. you felt the tension building within you, the familiar coil of impending release tightening in your core.

“kai,” you murmured, “i’m close.”

“me too,” he replied, his voice strained with desire.

with a final thrust, you felt yourself tip over the edge, the waves of pleasure crashing over you. he followed moments later, his body tensing beneath you as he found his release.

for a few moments, you lay together, catching your breath, the reality of what had just happened sinking in. you rolled off him, lying side by side, your fingers intertwining.

“thank you,” he said softly, turning to look at you. “for everything.”

you smiled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “we’re in this together, kai. no matter what.”

and as you lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, you knew that whatever lines had been blurred tonight, the bond between you was stronger than ever.

© 2024 seulzie

[my313]

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ perv!huening kai

mdni 18+ only!

⋆ pairing: bobarista!kai & bobarista f!reader

⋆ summary: your shy and unbearably handsome new co-worker seemed normal. that is, until you catch him peeking through the back door to watch you change.

⋆ genre/themes/warnings: pervy!kai, no strong dom/sub themes, semi-public masturbation (m), getting caught (?)

⋆ word count: 1.7k

a/n: ITS TIME HE IS FINALLY HEREEEEEE. might do a pt 2 cuz im not very satisfied w this and i need them to fuck JDKDJF 😭 tysm to @boba-beom for helping me brainstorm <333 enjoy :3

kai never meant to keep this habit up.

the first time was an accident. it was the one time you both were doing the closing shift, and like the nice boy he is, he let you get changed out of your work clothes first.

by the time he finished, you still weren’t out to greet him by the counter. kai decided, he’ll just take a slight peep at the back since he needed to discard his apron and hang it up anyway. it’s like the universe set the pieces perfectly in front of him, because the locker room door seemed to creak softly until an opening formed.

there’s been a number of times where he’s tried to make his broad frame smaller, curling behind the wall while watching you take off your shirt, memorising the colours and patterns of your underwear. kai could probably recite it the same way he does the boba shop’s menu – probably even better. it’s no wonder that you’re the first thing on his mind when his fist closes in on his length, and the last when he’s hiccuping your name while spilling for the third time every other night. the guilt only catches up to him when he feels the slimy ooze of his cum sliding down his stomach, wincing at the feeling.

he says this each time, something along the lines of, “i just passed by!” or “the door was open anyway…” to his own conscience. he knows you’re not hearing anything he says to justify why he starts to stay outside the locker room five minutes longer, ten minutes more — why he urges you to change clothes first, and why he keeps signing up for shifts that line up with yours.

at first, you thought kai’s constant efforts of being around you while blushing and barely being able to look at you was a small crush. something that dissipates once you undergo the weekend rushes, but kai continues his advances.

he makes you your favourite bubble tea and watches intently as your lips latch onto the thick straw then suction out the pearls. he helps you arrange boxes of ingredients when you can’t reach the tallest shelf, always hovering behind you and says he’s just “making himself useful.”

what you don’t know is that he’s grown an odd liking to watching your lips plump up against the roundness of the straw, fueling his feverish dreams of having you on your knees and doing the same to his cock. you don’t know that when he offers to ‘make himself useful��, he’s often thinking with his dick. he’s dazed by the delicious view of your skirt riding up, inwardly cheering when he catches a glimpse of where your thigh high socks squeeze the fat of your thigh.

on other days, he goes mad from seeing your shitty tights rip from the smallest movements. he pictures ruining them entirely, your face pressed against the very same lockers where he watches you undress.

the first time the bells started to ring in your head that kai may not be as innocent as you think, you’re just a bit shocked.

you recall the door being slightly ajar, and in hopes that your co-worker was still at front, you slung your bag over and went out, only to be greeted by kai’s blushing face and obvious boner. your eyes met for a brief moment, and while you expected some sort of explanation, kai only flashed an awkward smile like always and walked past you.

“s-see you tomorrow, yn.” he said, as if the huge elephant in the room wasn’t ghosting over your skin as he made his way into the locker room. if you hadn’t looked down, you would have thought you just caught kai in his natural state – flushed pink and too shy for his own good. but that definitely changed your mind.

so, you decided to run a few experiments to test your hypothesis.

the next few weeks consist of essentially testing your potentially perverted co-worker. it should be a harder pill to swallow, finding out kai had been watching your half-naked body for a good ten minutes per day. yet, you find yourself taking pride in the way you make kai act. you don’t bother to check if the door closes fully behind you each time you go change.

kai’s on his first toilet break of the day. he blames you and your choice of outfit. lately, you’ve been coming in in mini skirts and thigh highs, and today, you’re in one of his favourite pleated skirts and another one of your flimsy tights.

he swears you’re doing it on purpose, because on restock day, you’re typically grumpy and wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. but just the other day, you were fishing out the packets of pearls from the delivery, bent over with your cute, strawberry-printed panties immediately drawing out a “g-gonna take a break real quick!” from kai.

as if masturbating to you in the privacy of his bedroom wasn’t enough, he’s developed a sick routine of jerking off in the unkempt staff toilet. kai spends more of his lunch hours with his hands enveloping his cock at the thought of you than actually taking a break.

when it’s time for you to leave, your normal routine ensues. you go into the locker room with kai not-so-discreetly following behind, acting as if he’s double checking if the stock in the back is the right amount.

today though, kai doesn’t know what overcomes him. maybe it was the fact that you wore a matching set; pretty pink lace adorning your skin, holding you in places he wishes he could get his filthy hands on. maybe it’s the fact that you’re half-naked for a good five minutes, distracted on your phone to even proceed switching to a comfy sweatshirt.

within those five minutes, kai’s palming himself over the thick material of his jeans.

in the next two, he’s fumbling over the zipper and hastily unhooking the button. his cock is very obviously staining his briefs, leaking profusely and begging to be freed.

kai is quick to fall prey to his urges; what really does it for him is the way you bend over to pick up something that fell to the floor. he doesn’t notice nor care what it is. it’s tunnel vision from here on out, eyes trained on the plushness of your ass, deliciously cradled by your panties and pushed out for his viewing.

his mind is overtaken by obscenities. everything from smothering his face in your cunt to your knees faltering from how he’s made you cum.

he pictures his leaking tip soiling the crotch of your panties, imagining how he’d rut in and out between your thighs, like some makeshift fleshlight, before pulling your underwear off. his eyebrows scrunch at the thought of your skin covered in streaks of white. he thinks that you’d look up at him with wide eyes that ask for “one more?” even when he’s given you his load over and over, grunts morphing to sensitive whimpers.

kai’s body is on overdrive; eyes threatening to shut as his mind drifts into familiar territory but not wanting to miss the sight in front of him. his teeth are digging into his bottom lip to the point of tasting blood, while his arms are starting to give out from the speed he’s stroking himself at.

when you finally snap out of your phone break, kai takes it as a sign to speed up more than he already is. his hips chase after his tight fist, desperate to finish before you find out about his little secret. his stomach caves from the spike of euphoria until it peaks and he can’t stop himself from shooting out ribbons of his cum, his bottom lip surely taking a cut from how hard his canines have sunk into the skin.

he finally releases his bottom lip and takes a quick breather, cautious about whether you’ve put your clothes on. kai scrambles to rip a tissue roll to wipe the floor when he sees you absentmindedly smiling at your phone and walking towards the door.

he leaps into the staff toilet in a rush, just before you step out of the locker room.

you’re still on your phone when you move to the front of the shop, waiting on kai before taking your leave. glancing up at the toilet door from where you’re seated, you stifle a laugh as you think back on the delectable view you caught a peek at earlier. you shake your head at your co-worker’s antics, finding it a mix of silly, pathetically weird and also… sexy? hot?

kai makes an entrance with his apron snug against his body. you try to hold back a full-blown laugh and settle for a polite smile instead, waving your hand at him. “i’m gonna head out now– oh, wait,” your eyebrows knit together upon seeing the fresh tear on his lip.

you rush to his side, pressing your chest against him as your hands reach out to his face. your thumb rests on his bottom lip but you can feel his cheeks heat up against your other fingers. you know what you’re doing, and kai knows that you do. he’s thanking his self from five minutes ago for putting on this apron, because if not, you’d be stuck feeling his awakening hard on again.

“did you get hurt today? i didn’t see this earlier.” you frown, pressing your thumb against his bottom lip. he winces slightly, trying to pull away. a breath is stuck in his throat, the closeness rendering him to just a couple of meek nods or shakes of his head.

kai finally manages to get you back in your space. he shakes his head, “o-oh.. yeah! just– just cut my lip while eating earlier..?”

“be careful next time, yeah?” you chuckle, playfully bumping into him with your hip. “that face is our best seller!”

he laughs nervously, “that’s all you..!”

you’re leaning towards him again, coy with your hands folded behind your back. just enough to have him hitching his breath and anticipating more, but not so much to touch him.

you smile mischievously, hinting at what you just saw earlier. “both of us then? we put on a good show, hm?”

he gulps, “uh– no, you’re definitely much better.”

“i dunno,” you tease, finger tapping your lip almost mockingly as if pondering. “you’re a quick thinker.”

oh shit. you knew.

[blue-jisungs]

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author's note. idk guys this is just very self indulgent …

warnings. mention of yn having bad friends :(

genre. unestablished relationship in a meaning that it’s not said whether kai n yn are dating; comfort but may feel a bit angsty sorry

you’ve gotten used to it. 

sure, it’s sad. but you lived enough springs to get used to the feeling of being not listened to. 

ever since you were little your parents would simply ignore your babbling or rambling. growing up, they’d ignore you because of work. then… friends from high school would not listen just because. just because maybe they didn’t hear you, or you weren’t interesting enough… there were many excuses that you made in your head. 

sure, it hurts every time. knowing that you’re being ignored. 

that sinking feeling when you’re talking and no one is even looking. 

it doesn’t even surprise you anymore. you just watch, sit back and observe the group. 

sometimes it’s not intentional, though. 

your new friends are just way too energetic to keep up with one topic, more often than not screaming loudly. and you’re not the one to interrupt. 

“it is literally not possible! bear for sure!” yeonjun huffed, causing taehyun to roll his eyes. 

“you’re not reasonable! look at it this way–” you giggled and wanted to share your thoughts on the topic you were just discussing ‘what would win in a fight - a gorilla or a bear’. but beomgyu groaned loudly and– 

“of course a bear!” 

“are you out of your mind? gorilla! it literally has hands and a grip” taehyun put his hand forward and moved his fingers. you felt your smile slowly disappear, realizing no one paid attention to your previous words.

“you need a grip on reality” soobin mumbled “bears are much more…” 

you sighed and felt that similar pang in your heart. sinking even deeper into the couch, you started fiddling with your fingers and looked up with a small sigh. 

that’s when you noticed kai’s soft gaze on you from across the coffee table.

“–but the gorilla can climb too!”

your cheeks warmed up. was it because of his acknowledgement or being caught – you weren’t sure. you just sent him a small smile, biting the inside of your cheek when he returned it. 

“can we hear y/n out tho? she started talking but you all act like a bunch of wild animals” kai joked and your eyes widened. 

“oh, sorry y/n! you’re…” taehyun frowned, trying to remember which side you were on. 

“team gorilla. as a reasonable person would be” the youngest grinned and taehyun leaned forward to bump your fist. 

a warm feeling, almost as if someone spilled honey, took over your heart. your gaze lingered on kai for mere moments before clearing your throat.

“yeah, gorilla. i really do love bears but come on, have you seen an angry gorilla? the chances of survival are literally zero” you huffed. 

“yeah, for a human! but a bear has claws and fangs!” beomgyu frowned dramatically. 

“you’re just biased! gorilla is much more intelligent” you rolled your eyes and taehyun nodded. 

“that’s what i’m saying! it would use the surroundings and territory, strength is not everything…” the younger one started and you caught yourself smiling again. 

just because finally someone included you in a conversation that you were a part of. 

you looked over at kai and maybe if you weren’t too shy, you’d mouth ‘thank you’. 

but he knew you like the back of his own hand and the pure happiness sparkling in your eyes spoke for itself. 

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휴닝카이 k.KH

hueningkai 𖹭 gn!reader (drabble)

synopsis: hyuka never beating the tummy lover allegations.

content: hyuka 𖹭 ur tum-tum, body praise, explicit/sexual content mdni, implied top!hyuka, jerking off, no pronouns/genitalia mentioned for the reader

oh, but what would he do without your stomach? the mere sight of your plump skin gave him a hard-on — he is not a fan of being edged because he wouldn't be able to resist cumming no matter how hard he tried when he jerked himself off on top of your tummy, moaning unintelligible praises pointed toward your gorgeous as you watched him in awe.

"mh... baby, your body is so beauti..f-ful? 'know that?"

he'd barely last 10 minutes. when he's close to his high, he would occasionally rub his tip on your belly button to give himself a little booster, whimpering as he hovered above you and let his cum spill out, watching as it spreads on your stomach, dripping down to in between your thighs and he would be so ready for another round.

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Sitting in Kai's lap in his private recording studio in the HYBE building, you were animatedly giving him feedback on the song he had just played for you. You didn't know much about music production, but you knew a good song when you heard it. And this definitely was a good song.

Maybe it was the way you were singing his praises, or maybe it was how you were wiggling in his lap, but you were driving Kai crazy. At first you didn't notice it, didn't see the way his eyes narrowed and he shifted his hips so you were sitting right on top of his clothed dick, your wiggling movements providing him with secret pleasure.

"Kai?" You asked when you noticed he wasn't listening to you anymore. "What's on your mind? Where'd you go?"

Kai responded with rolling his hips upwards. Your eyes widened and a gasp left your lips as you felt his hard-on pressing against your core through your clothing. "The only thing I'm thinking about is you," he basically growled, his voice deep and raspy. His tone, unfamiliar to you, made you shiver. His fingers trailed up and down your arms, slowly, teasingly, making goosebumps appear and your core to become slick with need for more of his touch. "What are you thinking about, baby?"

You didn't answer, just pressed your lips to his urgently, desperate to get closer to him. His hands supported you and guided you as you shifted, lips separating only for a moment as you moved to straddle him. His hands splayed on your waist, his large hands pressing into your flesh as he held you. Your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at the fading blonde color, as your lips parted and your tongue searched out his.

Kai groaned into your mouth, his fingers pressing even harder into you, the slight sting of pain making you gasp in pleasure. Your hips were rocking against his, seeking more friction. "Kai, please," you whimpered, pressing heated kisses against his throat.

"Please, what, baby? What do you want?" Kai rasped, knuckles rubbing against your cheek affectionately, this hand moving from your waist to your neck. "Use your words, my pretty girl."

"Want your cock, please," you begged, your desperation increasing as you felt his hard-on beneath you, so close but so far. Angling your hips differently, trying to coax him into giving you want you wanted, the fabric of your panties caught against your clit. The pleasurable sensation made you shudder, back arching, pushing your chest into his. Kai bit his lip as his watched you pleasure yourself, admiring the sight in front of him. He would give you anything you wanted, if he could get you to keep whimpering out his name.

Surprising you with his strength, Kai wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled the two of you up swiftly, making the few steps over to the couch where he gently dropped you on. He hovered above you, lips claiming yours. Hands were flying everywhere, tugging at clothing and ripping it off. Your lips moved together fervently, a mess of lips, teeth, and tongue as you both drank in the taste of the other, wanting more, more, more.

You sighed shakily, tugging on Kai's blonde locks as he kissed down your neck, your collar bone, the valley of your breasts, to your stomach. Sucking lightly as he made his way back up, his hot breath making you shiver as his lips ghosted over your bare breasts. "So beautiful," he murmured, eyes flicking up to yours. His eyes were wide, blown with lust, locked onto yours as he poked his tongue out and gently ran it along your nipple. His fingers, callused by all these years of playing instruments, ran along your sides, as if he were memorizing the shape of your body. As if he was learning your body as though it were an instrument he was about to play.

"Kai, please, please, I need you right now," you moaned out, tugging him off your chest and bringing his lips back to yours. You felt him chuckle against your mouth, but he gave in, hands moving to your core. He groaned, low and guttural, as his fingers swept up your slick from your folds.

You whined as he moved down your body, kissing his way to your aching center. You felt yourself tensing under his touch, squeezing around nothing, the feeling of emptiness getting stronger with each passing second. Kai smirked against your soft skin, nipping gently at your hip. His fingers skated across your entrance, tracing patterns until he pressed against your clit. You mewled in response to his actions, your stomach fluttering as you could already feel the build-up of pleasure.

"Gotta stretch you out," Kai muttered against your thigh, pressing a searing kiss to it as he spread your legs apart, resting your legs atop his broad shoulders. He looked like a wet dream come true, with his hair messy, lips bruised and wet with your salivia, his eyes dark with desire. All that, right in between your legs.

One finger, then two, gently prodded at your entrance, dancing in your slick to try to make their intrustion as painless as possible. Both you and Kai groaned at the feeling of his fingers entering you, slowly stretching you out. "Kai," you whimpered, hips bucking up, chasing more.

"So tight," Kai whispered against your mound, his fingers starting a slow, languid rhythm, searching your pussy for the spots that would make you scream his name. His hot tongue swept against your folds, making you squeak in surprise and pleasure as he wrapped his lips around your clit. His free hand pressed against your hip, pushing you down as you lifted your hips, trying to get free from his ministrations. It was so good, too good, and he had barely begun to do anything. "You're just falling apart under me."

The pressure in your stomach was tightening with every pump of his fingers, his pace speeding up and his actions becoming rougher as the sound of your moans spurred him on. "K-Kai, 'm gonna cum," you gasped out, toes curling and back arching as you approached your high.

"Cum for me," Kai growled, his eyes glinting with a possessiveness you had never seen before. He wasn't your first, no, but he was going to make damn sure he was your last. The idea of someone else pleasuring you, making you cry out their name, made him crazy. You weren't an object to be owned, he knew that, but in this moment, he was determined to make you his. A harsh smack against your clit made you jolt, crying out from pleasure. "Cum on my fingers, doll."

You did as he commanded, your wetness coating his fingers, his tongue, his cheeks, and even his neck. You whimpered at the sensation, feeling the burn of pleasure coarsing through your body along with the embarrassment of squirting. "Oh, 'm sorry, daddy," you whispered, trying to squirm out of his grasp.

Kai's eyes darkened at the name you called him, his cock twitching in his boxers. "Don't apologize to daddy, you're such a good girl," he cooed, licking your wet off his lips and fingers. He hovered over you, pushing his boxers off and kicking them off somewhere in the room. Your eyes widened as you took in his size.

The pretty pink head was shimmering with his precum, his length easily six inches with plenty of girth. "You're so big," you mused, breathily. Kai chuckled at your reaction, gripping himself and lining himself with your entrance. He teased both of you, running his tip along your folds, gathering your cum and smearing it along his shaft. "Gonna make me feel so good," you moaned out, throwing your head back against the armrest of the couch.

"Tell me you want this," Kai grunted out, straining not to lose his control. He had to be sure you wanted this; he needed to know you wanted him as much as he wanted you. He was prepared to stop, though, if you said no. He would always listen and respect you.

"God, daddy, yes, please! Fuck me please!" You cry out, hips chasing after his, your hands gripping his forearms. If you weren't literally so desperate, you would have stopped to admire his strength, both physical and metaphorical.

Kai captured your lips with his, a tight grip on your waist as he entered you and bottomed out within mere seconds. He swallowed your sounds; your whimpers as his length dragged along your walls, your moans as he rutted into you, your screams as he fucked into you like he would die if he didn't.

Your hands traveled from his arms, to his waist, to his hair, everywhere. You were trying to get a grip on him, maybe, or possibly reality itself, as he pounded into you with such an unforgiving pace that you felt your soul transcend into another universe. The friction of his chest against yours added to the fire that was raging in your lower belly, your body screaming to reach a peak it had never reached before.

Kai's grip on you was almost painful, and definitely bruising, holding you in place as he fucked you like it was the last thing he would ever do. Your gummy walls, so warm and so fucking tight, were sucking him in as you kept clenching around him harder and harder until he felt he was going to explode.

"F-fuck, doll, tell me I can cum in you," Kai stuttered out, completely breathless but never halting his rapid, rough pace. You nodded, tears collecting in your eyes as you were so close but not enough. "Words, doll, give me words."

"Yes! Fuck, yes, please! Fill me up, please please! I need it so bad!" You wailed, clawing at his back, feeling yourself finally reaching your peak.

"Fuck, y/n!" Kai growled, pressing against your clit and moving in precise circles, feeling your thighs quivering as the fire inside you exploded. Your release triggered his own, his cum painting your walls as you pulsated around him. His arms gave way, his body falling onto yours with a quiet 'thud'.

The room was filled with the heavy breathing and panting of the two of you, though you could faintly hear the song he had been playing for you coming through the tossed aside headphones on the floor. You smiled, a lazy, happy smile of a woman who had two earth-shattering orgasms, and pressed a kiss against Kai's forehead. He grumbled something incoherently, snuggling his face into your neck, peppering kisses and tiny nibbles.

His actions, no longer charged with desire, were playful and ticklish. Your laughter, his favorite sound, had him smiling as he rolled off you onto the floor, gathering what he could to clean you up. His almost-empty box of tissues was used solely on you, his actions gentle and his touches soft.

A knock on the door had to two of you scrambling to get dressed.

"Who is it? I'm busy," Kai shouted, signaling for you to keep quiet while he helped you into your jeans.

"If you're done fucking the brains out your girlfriend, you're 15 minutes late for practice," A very annoyed Soobin responded.

"Alright, alright! I'll be there soon," Kai rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out at you as you laughed at him being scolded.

You kissed him gently, a smile on your face. "Girlfriend, huh? I like the sound of that."

"Yeah?" Kai asked, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. "I do too."

im not tagging anyone because the series is officially rated PG-13, and this is just an 18+ chapter for those who are interested in reading it.

[hotteoki]

music! — huening kai

pairing: huening kai x fem reader

featuring: all of txt, ningning (aespa), yoon keeho (p1harmony)

genre: one shot, smau, fluff, classmates to lovers

wc, cw: /

notes: ik it seems like the third pic is an accident (like i repeated hyuka's wtf moment) but i swear it's intentional idk if this makes sense but yh

♬♪♫

©️ hotteoki || do not translate or repost on to any other platforms

masterlist

taglist: @asjkdk @weird-bookworm @dikeu

networks - @kflixnet k-labels kbookshelf neverendingdreams-net straykidsland @k-films pirateeznet

[sunoooism]

> summary : bsf!txt as texts me and my bsf have had, part two

> warnings : crack ? profanity, me & my friend aren't that funny, suggestive jokes, reader not understanding 'Heathers' references, reader is a vegetarian bc i say so, mentions of a gun being held at Kai's head, gn! reader lmk if I missed anything REST OF THE MEMBERS UNDER CUT !

⊹

→ choi yeonjun, choi soobin & choi beomgyu

→ kang taehyun & huening kai

[adorehyyuka]

cutie!hyuka <3

smut mdni

warnings: the dom & sub dynamic is a bit less prominent in this drabble, Kai's a virgin and reader is not, readers gender is not talked about and neither is their specific genitalia, dacryphilia ? praise, penetration, friends to ? big dick Kai, belly bulge, I don't really like how this turned out just because I fussed over it so much :/

your best friend was a virgin. huening kai was a virgin. he told you so himself, with flushed cheeks and teary eyes from embarrassment. he looked so deliciously pathetic you almost felt some sympathy for him. the only thing that was stopping you from feeling that sympathy was the sudden and overwhelming urge to fuck him into the couch.

and he was just so appreciative that you'd help him out, like the sweet best friend you'd always been.

kai was breathless after you pulled away from his lips and started kissing down his throat. every sensation felt like euphoria to him. his skin under your fingertips burned like nothing else ever had. every time your lips touched him he felt like he was being transported to heaven. nothing could ever beat this feeling.

"y/n. . ." kai whimpered as your knee brushed against his crotch. you chuckled against the skin of his neck, grinning like a cheshire cat when you felt his hips lift up in order to feel more of you.

"gotta be patient baby" you whispered in his ear whilst your hands continued to run all over his body, gripping and groping places you knew he'd keen for more of. and just as you expected your words were met with eager nods and cute little whimpers.

god he looked so pretty. his brown eyes filled with lust pleading up at you, begging for you to just touch him already. and his glossy lips that were parted just right, they were practically demanding to be kissed until bruised.

"so fucking beautiful. . ."

you'd never really felt this way about your best friend before. he'd always just been huening kai to you, huening kai your goofy best friend. but now as you stared at each other, hips pressed desperately against one anothers, you couldn't help the way your heart fluttered. (or maybe it was just the horniness getting to you)

"please, need you to touch me. . . it hurts" Kai mewled out and started to squeeze the flesh of your plush thighs, hands feeling anywhere they could reach. you shivered under his touch and quickly gave in, pulling his sweats down along with his boxers which he gladly helped kick off.

it was a little perverted but after having those words whispered in your ear and a kiss pressed right below your jaw you couldn't help but hurry along with your movements, you'd never tell Kai but you were desperate to have him.

to say you were stunned when your eyes landed on Kai's dick was an understatement. he was fucking massive. you unconsciously bit your lip and felt yourself clench around nothing, would it even fit ?

you shamelessly stared down at his crotch, thirsty eyes drinking up his fat mushroom tip that just looked so yummy. you could only imagine how heavenly it would feel to have him poking that good spot inside of you. "fuck. . . you're so big Kai"

your words alone had him twitching against his stomach, he swore he could come right then and there. but he decided to hold out once he noticed you pulling down your trousers and undergarments.

the next few minutes were a blur. there was so much teasing and touching that it made Kai's mind numb, all he could do was sit there prettily and huff out high pitched mewls into the crook of your neck whilst you did what you wanted with him (which was mostly just fondling and worshiping everything above his hips) but you made sure to bring him out of his daze once you started bouncing up and down on his cock.

it was loud to say the least, your ass smacking against the meat of his thighs every time you came back down, the sound of slick and sticky skin rubbing against each other, and of course the sound of both of your whimpers and moans mingling in the air. you wouldn't blame your neighbours if they came knocking at your door tomorrow.

Kai's head rolled back against the sofa and his lips parted in a silent moan, the way you were squeezing so tight had him borderline delirious, god why hadn't he done this sooner ? he cursed himself in his mind and prayed to god that his dick was good enough to have you coming back for more, now that he'd felt your velvety insides there was absolutely no way you could have an innocent friendship anymore.

"you're making me feel so fucking good" you groaned out in-between curses and moans. he was rubbing up against you so well, his fat cock stretching out your greedy hole which was more than pleased to swallow all of him.

he stared up at you, hips bucking and quivering once he saw how blissful your face was, he had no doubt he probably looked the same. " 'm so close, gonna come. . ." Kai whimpered and scrunched the cushions between his balled up fists.

you took note of his words, how he twitched inside of you and slowed your movements, taking to grinding yourself against him instead.

"not yet, baby. you've been so good for me, just a little longer yeah ?"

your halt in bouncing and your words had him shaking his head and whining out. "can't ! you feel too good, please don't stop !" at this point your languid movements were bringing tears to his eyes, his delicate lashes clumping together with the liquid, but he knew you liked that.

he knew because of the way he felt you flutter around him. and because of the way you let out a gutteral moan, lifting your body to start jumping up and down on him again.

"shit, your dick is absolutely perfect,, can practically feel you in my stomach." you whispered before slamming your lips onto Kai's and letting your mouths swallow each other's shameless sounds.

the last straw for Kai was when you grabbed his hand and pressed it against the bottom of your stomach, making him grope the small bulge he was creating. he let out a choked wail and bit down on your lip, stomach twisting in pleasure as he spilled inside of you. he knew for sure you would be doing this again.

series mlist

© hyyukas

tag list is open ! @cinnikoi @zzstar @mini-mews

[yeoosaangg]

៹ 투모로우바이투게더

✎… OT5

01. NOTHING YET

✎… CHOI SOOBIN

01. TALKING BODY ── SMUT

✎… CHOI YEONJUN

01. LOVE ME HARDER ── SMUT

✎… CHOI BEOMGYU

01. LOVE ME HARDER ── SMUT

✎… KANG TAEHYUN

01. SHAMELESS ── SMUT

✎… HUENING KAI

01. SHAMELESS ── SMUT

[seoulzie]

daydreams & doodles

WHEREIN: huening mindlessly doodles on your arm pairing: college!hyuka x gn!reader genre: fluff warning: none (i think..)

the sun streamed through the classroom windows, casting warm patterns on the desks. you sat in the middle row, absently tapping your pen against your notebook. today’s lesson was a blur, the teacher’s voice a distant hum.

next to you, huening kai was equally disengaged, his focus not on the blackboard but on your arm.

you glanced at him, a small smile playing on your lips as he gently took your arm and started doodling. his concentration was adorable, his tongue slightly poking out as he drew tiny stars, hearts, and little animals. each stroke was light and delicate, the ink forming whimsical patterns on your skin.

“hey, what’s that supposed to be?” you whispered, trying to suppress a giggle.

huening looked up, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “it’s a surprise,” he whispered back, a grin spreading across his face.

as he continued, you found yourself watching him more than paying attention to the lesson. the way his brow furrowed in concentration, the slight curve of his lips as he enjoyed his impromptu art session – it was all endearing.

suddenly, the classroom fell silent. you snapped your head up to see the teacher standing directly in front of you both, arms crossed and eyebrows raised. huening froze, the marker still poised over your arm. the teacher’s stern gaze swept over the two of you, making your cheeks flush with heat.

“mr. huening,” the teacher said, her voice carrying a hint of amusement, “i don’t believe doodling on your classmate is part of the curriculum.”

a ripple of laughter spread through the classroom. huening kai’s face turned a deep shade of red, his eyes wide with embarrassment. he quickly pulled his hand away, trying to hide the marker behind his back.

“i’m sorry, mrs. lee,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

mrs. lee’s expression softened, and she sighed, shaking her head with a small smile. “just try to focus on the lesson, both of you,” she said, her tone gentle. “and maybe save the artwork for after class.”

as she walked away, the laughter died down, and the class resumed its usual rhythm. you looked over at huening, who was still blushing furiously, avoiding your gaze. you nudged him gently with your elbow.

“hey, it’s okay,” you said softly. “i like your doodles.”

he glanced at you, a shy smile tugging at his lips. “really?”

“really,” you assured him, holding up your arm to admire the little drawings. “they’re cute. just like you.”

he peeked at you, a shy smile tugging at his lips. "thanks," he mumbled. "sorry for getting you in trouble."

"it's fine, hyuka" you assured him. "besides, i kind of like being your canvas."

huening's blush deepened, but he couldn't help but chuckle. "maybe next time, i'll just stick to paper," he said, giving you a sheepish grin.

© 2024 seoulzie

[run2seob]

roblox dates

g: fluff, drabble, established relationship p: bf!hyuka x gn!reader wc: 455 w: kai is sick, based on roblox horror games, mentions of jumpscare :: requested / masterlist

turning your head to the side, the teeth cartoonishly shining back at you leave you enamored. if your gaze wandered slightly up, you would see kai’s puffed up red nose. it’s not like you’re appalled by it. in fact, it made his face cuter in your eyes. if he wasn’t sick, you would never get in this position: sitting close enough for your thighs to touch, devices secured in both hands. the screen in front of kai dimmed, the scene different from the bright light shining onto his skin a second ago. 

“yn, come sit by the fire!” he called. the sight in front of you left you in a reverie, thus forgetting about the game. while the boy next to you urged you to play the horror game, you reluctantly agreed. the two options were either a picnic game or this one, and his squinted eyes as he smiled so easily convinced you to settle on the latter. 

as your character rushes to the fire, the game’s audio emits crackling noises the closer you near. nevertheless, you can barely hear it over the lovely giggling leaving kai’s lips once you sit next to him. like a mirrored image, you’re snuggling in both the game and in real life. 

“hyuka…” you trail off, elbowing him yet keeping your gaze frozen on the screen, “what is that?” finally taking your eyes off the screen, you look at his wide ones, curious. why is he so shocked? giving into your prying urges to find the reason for his expression, you turn your head back to its original state, your screen being your only focus. 

while kai was already running– following the instruction given after the mysterious creature appeared on top of the campfire– you were barely leaving your seat, confused on how long the objective had been up. if it had been up for too long, then you definitely were not going to finish the task in time. 

your state was a major contrast to the boy next to you: panicked. the joystick was pushed all the way up, yet your character wouldn’t run any faster. finally, the cave was just in sight. but then, why couldn’t you move? the character’s feet swung in a repetitive motion, similar to when walking, but it wouldn’t move.

then, like a horror movie’s jump scare, the creature from earlier appeared behind you, the health bar dropping from 100 to zero quickly.

instead of using words, you settled with clinging to kai’s arm, linking it with your own as you watched him play on. the next scene had rain, and the next had tents. but even if your character wasn’t there for it, you had kai and that’s all you needed.

a/n: after two reqs in one day, i wish everyone a good night bcs i definitely need it. bonus under cut!

[agustdiv1ne]

HIHI!! CONGRATS ON 3K!! 🥳 well deserved <3

i'd love to request hyuka fluff with disney's enchanted for ur event! :D

NOW SHOWING...

pairing: huening kai x fem!reader

genre: fantasy, fluff <3

wc: 2.1k

details + warnings: hyuka and mc are giselle and robert adjacent, prince!kai, divorce lawyer!mc, there's really no warnings i'm just in love with kai :')

note: BERRYYY TYSM <33 i love enchanted — how did you know?? and with our lovely kai...just *chef's kiss*

you like to think that your career hasn't soured the taste of love for you, but that's a boldfaced lie.

divorce attorneys bear witness to the worst sides of people, the greedy and the unforgiving and the resentful parts that don't often see the light of day. you try not to be too disheartened by this fact — most of your clients are quite pleasant when they're not in the same room as their ex-lover! a vast majority of them bring you flowers or donuts after their legal woes have been resolved, in fact. however, after watching how your clients' love often degrades into resentment and greed, you've grown somewhat apprehensive of dating in general. the last thing you want is to end up like your clients, so what's the best way to prevent that? well, you think that the answer is to stay single forever; it's easier that way, anyway. you do ache for companionship, but you refuse to set your heart out on the line to achieve it.

while you have established yourself as one of the sharpest and brightest minds in your firm — at a relatively young age, at that — the concept of love is not something that you can pick up a book and learn about with great certainty. in that way, love also intimidates you. there are no cut and dried laws that govern it, no logical reason to its machinations, and that does not agree with you no matter which way you try to twist the idea.

after another long day at work, your hours filled with paperwork and back-to-back meetings with clients, you find yourself trudging along the bustling streets of midtown manhattan towards the nearest subway station. your feet ache inside your heels, and your makeup feels heavy on top of your skin after over ten hours in your workplace. all you want to do is get home, climb into bed, and sleep. you push through another thicket of people, and the sign of the station finally comes into sight. your feet move a bit quicker now, your only goal being to get to the station and head back to your apartment in queens. your focus falters, however, when a loud, masculine scream sounds from the street. sure, the number one rule of new york is to ignore the weird shit and keep it moving, but you're no native to the city; you swivel your head towards the source of the sound—

and watch a man crawling out a manhole nearly get hit by a passing car.

luckily, he ducked back down before the car could actually do any damage. your steps slow down as you watch him skitter across the street, ignoring the jostles that you receive from the rest of the disgruntled crowd. the man finally makes it across the street near where you now stand, after dodging cars and receiving profanities from oh so lovely drivers. frozen in place, you realize how oddly he is dressed. his clothes are straight out of a movie, his princelike attire of bright white trousers and a green, gold-gilded jacket sorely out of place in the sea of gloomy, muted clothing.

“excuse me!” he cries, attempting to stop someone, but the crowd continues to push him along with them. he nearly trips over his own feet as he is shoved backwards. “i was wondering if any of you kind people would be able to help me— ahh!”

as he falls to the concrete, you feel a tug inside your chest. you can't just let him flounder around, distressed and confused. if you don't help him, it's likely no one else will.

shoving your way through the throng of people, you grab his arm, pull him up to his feet, and drag him towards the side of the sidewalk, ignoring his rapid questioning. when you do stop, you finally get a chance to actually look at him up close. tall nose, rich, brown eyes, dark hair that's perfectly styled...beautiful would be a gross understatement when describing him. you shake the thought away. you need to focus and figure out what the hell is going on here.

“are you okay? do you need help getting home?” you ask, albeit a bit tentatively. he perks up at the sound of your voice like a puppy. he doesn’t seem drunk, nor high, his eyes clear as he wears a pleasant yet frazzled smile. that soothes your nerves a bit. 

“yes, that would be wonderful! though i’m not quite sure how to return home,” he says, his smile dropping into a deep frown. 

you mirror his expression, confusion coloring your tone as you pull out your phone and open your maps app. “you...don’t? is there an address or anything you can give me?” 

you quickly learn that he does not, in fact, have an address to give you. he claims that he comes from a land called andalasia, that he's the crown prince, and describes in great detail how he fell down a well and subsequently found himself here. personally, you think that he's insane, but at the the same time, it's hard to picture how he even got beneath the street in the first place.

maybe the multiverse actually is real.

“oh wow, okay. um,” you start, “that’s— okay.”

you internally ponder your next moves. should you just take him to a police station and wipe your hands of him? should you offer to take him with you? he seems relatively harmless despite his tall stature, his eyes glowing as he looks up at the skyscrapers and bright lights that surround you with childlike wonder. his cadence is similar to that of a disney prince, but it doesn't sound like a practiced accent. it's natural, oddly natural.

“okay,” you sigh. “let’s just go to my place, alright? it’s late, and both of us don’t know to get you back to...andalasia? our best bet is to figure it out tomorrow after some sleep.”

“oh, thank you!” he exclaims, bowing deeply. you scramble to urge him to straighten up again, telling him that that’s not something you do here. “it’s not? do you not subscribe to proper decorum?”

“no, most people don’t here. they’re, uh, not usually very kind in the first place.”

“well, then what of you? you have only shown me kindness.” 

“i’m...” you trail off. “i’m just me.”

he doesn’t seem to have a response to that, so you grab his forearm and begin your trek towards the subway station once more. “c’mon, let’s go.”

after much difficulty in getting him onto the subway and ensuring that he doesn't start talking up random strangers, you finally make it home. it nears midnight by the time you step through the threshold into your apartment, the so-called prince trailing innocently behind you.

“welcome to my humble abode,” you joke, slipping your shoes off. “sorry for the mess. i’m not home often.” 

you turn towards him and his owl-eyed expression, and realize something very important.

“i never got your name,” you say, your voice trailing off at the end. he stiffens at this, his hand finding yours while he bows.

“how improper of me! i am prince kai kamal huening the third of adalasia,” he declares. you stare at his bowed over form for a moment. 

“can i just call you kai?”

days pass, and you find that kai has fit into your life much easier than you first expected — once you got past the summoning of animals to clean your apartment, at least.

it's odd, how the two of you just work. his bright, cheery disposition has breathed new life into your daily routine. he sings, his voice clear and soothing, as he cleans your apartment and helps you cook; he tags along to go shopping and not once leaves your side; and, worst of all for your poor, shielded heart, he doesn't shy away from physical affection. to add fuel to the fire, you actually enjoy it.

you find that you spend less time in the office now that he lives with you. he refuses to allow you to indulge in the unhealthy habits that you have picked up from living alone for so long. no more skipping meals, no more working over the weekends, and absolutely no more averaging on four hours of sleep each night. he, unknowingly, acts so much like a boyfriend that you've begun to feel guilty. he doesn't deserve to be stuck with you and your lackluster lifestyle — he needs someone that can match his shine, that can amplify it. he needs someone that can give him the happy ending that he deserves. he needs a princess, and you are far from one.

what confuses you more is that he has stopped trying to find a way home despite your efforts to help him. deep down, you are a little pleased at this development, but you refuse to allow your selfish desires to win. andalasia is his home, not here.

exactly two weeks after he had popped up in your universe, you're sitting next to him on your couch, trying to unwind after a particularly difficult day of work. kai's head lays in your lap, your fingers carding through his soft hair while you watch a show on the tv — or "magical box," as he likes to call it. instead of the show, however, he is what holds your attention. his eyes sparkle with the light of the tv as another scene flashes across the screen in front of you. though he often opts for a button-up and slacks when out and about with you, he now wears a pair of comfortable sweats and an oversized t-shirt. the whole situation is a perfect picture of domesticity.

with a quiet sigh, you slip your hand out of his hair. he doesn't notice, too engrossed in the show.

“kai,” you call, tapping his nose to urge his concentration away from the screen. his gaze immediately finds yours. gently, you ask, “why don’t you want to go home?” 

his body visibly stiffens, and he looks a bit sheepish at the question. wordlessly, he sits up from your lap. he no longer looks at you, but rather at his lap.

“do you wish for me to go?” he murmurs, dejection coloring his tone. frowning, you reach forward and place your hand on top of his.

“of course not. i just,” you sigh, hesitating for a moment. “i’m curious to know why you’ve stopped trying. this world...it’s not the kindest, and living with me can’t be that fun. so what’s keeping you here? don’t you have a princess waiting for you back home?”

“it’s you,” he whispers, but his words are loud for you to hear. 

“m-me?” you stutter. your heart pounds inside your chest, your eyes wide due to his admission. “what do you mean—”

“what i mean,” he interrupts, and suddenly his eyes are boring into yours, sincerity and a catious sort of hope swirling in his umber irises. “is that i feel as if i am able to be myself around you. with you, i am not prince kai of andalasia, but simply kai. no princess can rival what you have made me feel in these past two weeks, and i have—” he inhales deeply, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment as he leans closer. his sheepish expression returns. “i have found myself falling for you.”

falling? for you? your mouth gapes and closes in a clunky rhythm, thoughts jumbled inside your head, and all you can think to is ask is—

“kiss me, please?”

with a gentle smile, his large hands move to cup your face before he leans in and presses his lips to yours. they're soft, tasting of buttery popcorn. your eyes flutter shut as you grip his wrists, deepening the kiss, only pulling away once you are breathless.

a few silent seconds pass between you. internally, you panic, your hands falling to your lap as you fiddle with them. the thoughts tumble out before you can stop them.

“are you sure that you want me?” you whisper. “i can’t give you a castle, or riches. and i’m terribly difficult to love. i’m not used to being loved.”

kai's gaze is unwavering as he reaches down to weave his fingers with yours.

“then allow me to show you how easy it is for me to do so.”

as he leans in to kiss you once more, you feel the walls that shield your heart begin to crumble.

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[beomslover]

[sweet love - hueningkai]

𖦹 another one inspired by a song to celebrate my return heh 😅

𖦹 warnings: none! just some sweet highschool!hyuka fluff content for the tl! probably not proofread

——— 𖦹 ———

loving you is my gift

from the very moment hueningkai walked you to school, he knew that you were all he wanted. some may call him naïve or even immature; but he knew right away that he wanted to do anything to make your heart soar the way his did each time you caught his eye. kai wasn’t, by any means, experienced in love. in fact, the last time he even attempted a confession was to his classmate in primary school and even then he may have ended up shoving a box of chocolates into their arms before running back to his best friend, nearly in tears. kai was no natural romantic, no, but that only added to his boyish charms (little to his knowledge).

and you are not clear enough

kai’s biggest and most perplexing problem, perhaps, was that he could never tell how you felt about him. mostly because he had never actually spoken to you. well, he had but hardly ever about anything important. not for lack of trying of course, kai had attempted to speak to you exactly 12 times over the past year you’d been neighbors (he kept track, obviously). every time, though, hueningkai ended up trailing behind or beside you in a half-comfortable half-awkward silence.

not every time ended in failure though. he’d counted exactly five conversations with you that had gone as planned— or, at least almost as planned.

baby, i only care about you

the first time kai spoke to you had been on your first day of your new school. he had scrambled out of his door in a hurry to meet up with his friends before classes began. he was running late, as usual, resulting in him making a mad dash for the school with hardly an ‘i love you, bye!’ to his mother and sisters. “um.. excuse me,” you called out to him, and he remembered the sound of your mellifluous voice as if it was yesterday. hyuka stopped in his tracks and turned to face you, pointing to himself in question as he awkwardly stood outside your gate.

he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks as you approached him. kai hadn’t seen you settling in with your family over the weekend because he was cooped up in his room playing games with his best friend, taehyun. “oh, hi… uhm.. good morning!” kai greeted you enthusiastically, flashing you a sheepish smile as he attempted to smooth down his unruly curls (suddenly he regretted not brushing his hair that morning). “didn’t mean to interrupt you but i noticed we have the same uniform,” you explained as you observed the lanky, awkward boy before you.

“would you mind telling me how to get to school, um…” you paused, realizing that you’d never met him before. “kai! huening kai… actually kai kamal huening, not that you would care,” he babbled on, his face getting redder with every word he, for some reason, let slip. “uhm, anyway, i was just heading to school.. we could walk together, if you want?”

you are my dream,

you smiled and nodded your head, adjusting the strap of your backpack on your shoulder as you gently pushed open the gate and stepped onto the sidewalk with kai. “thank you so much.. and it’s nice to meet you, kai kamal huening!”

he froze in place, his brain reeling from hearing you call his full name so perfectly. he was so shocked that he didn’t even notice that you’d been waving your hand in front of his face for, what felt like years (but was only fifteen seconds). “oh! sorry.. yes, let’s get going,” hyuka mumbled, embarrassed that he’d already embarrassed himself in front of you.

and so, you walked with him. in a painfully awkward silence that he had absolutely no idea how to break. hueningkai racked his brain for something, anything to talk to you about as you walked almost an entire foot apart on the sidewalk. “so, do you have any hobbies, kai kamal huening?” you asked him, causing the blood to rush to his cheeks yet again. “um… i play games! and um… collect… things..” he answered as vaguely as possible, hoping you wouldn’t ask him— “oh cool! what do you collect?” of course.

“i collect plushies.. molang is my favorite,” kai explained nervously, praying you wouldn’t laugh at him or think he was weird. he could almost feel beads of sweat starting to form as he noticed you nodding silently, seemingly thinking about what he just said. god, he thought, i just met them and they already think i’m weird.. why would i even say that! i should’ve lied and said i collect something cool like ninja stars… “that’s adorable! i don’t know what molang is though, could you tell me more about it?”

my sunshine

and explain he did, for the entire ten minute walk to school. in fact, kai ended up animatedly telling you about all of his favorite plushies, their names, and how he got them. in excruciating detail.

but you never got annoyed with him, no. you were happy to listen to hyuka rant and rave about his favorite bunny plush, tobin, which he’d named after one of his best friends, soobin. and how two of his molang plushies alway somehow ended up under his bed. and how he can’t sleep without hugging something soft.

and that’s when he decided that you were the one for him. not the most logical decision for sure, but the way you giggled at his silly enthusiasm and nodded along with his stories made him feel butterflies fluttering around in his stomach.

from then on, hueningkai was determined to make you his sweetest love.

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𖦹 heeeey :) it’s been almost a full year since i’ve written because my mental health has been at an absolute low, but i wanted to give it a shot with some more hueningkai fluff (because i love him)!! i’m pretty damn rusty but i hope you enjoyed! ♡

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The girls really didn't plan on just randomly barging into the HYBE building, but you wanted to surprise Kai. Over the course of the last few weeks, as both PROMISE and TXT prepared for their own comebacks, you and Kai had barely seen each other. You would struggle to find the time for phone calls or even to text because they were both so busy. A free chunk had finally opened for you and the girls, and you knew you were going to use it to visit your kind-of boyfriend and your friend.

You had still only been on one date, and while you definitely acted more like a couple, no labels were used nor was a conversation had regarding your relationship status. You had been a bit disappointed, especially as your time spent talking began to dwindle. Alas, you both were legally required to keep comeback preparations quiet until your respective companies announced it. Your comebacks had been announced just days apart, and both you and Kai then realized why there had been a big change in availability on both ends.

PROMISE had been working on the comeback for months already, but as the comeback date came closer and closer, you became even busier trying to perfect everything. This was, of course, the exact situation that Kai and the rest of TXT found themselves in with every comeback.

Looking forward to seeing your two favorite members of TXT, you didn't even mind that all the girls decided to tag along. Nobody else seemed to mind, either; HYBE staff letting you in with a smile and reminding you what floor was dedicated to TXT. Beomgyu, though, definitely minded, as he had practically run away after begging you to send him the selfie you and the girls had taken. The girls were all staring after him, wondering what was going on with the strange boy.

"Beomgyu?" You shouted, furrowing your eyebrows as she watched the energetic boy come to a sudden stop, staring at his phone, before quickly turning around and running back over.

"Why are you here?" He asked; his tone was not laced with malice, only curiosity. His brown eyes flitted from each girl's face, looking for anyone to answer.

Rae had opened her mouth to answer, probably with some sarcastic remark, but Yue cut her off. Literally, by covering Rae's mouth with her hand. "Yn came to see Kai, we decided to tag along," Yue answered. She bowed to Beomgyu, moving her hand from Rae's mouth to the back of her neck and pulling her down into a bow too. Lizi and Chae, awestruck by the famous boy and baffled by his behavior, quietly followed along and bowed.

"Oh," Beomgyu exhaled quietly, bowing in greeting to the members of PROMISE he had never met. "Soobin and Taehyun are on their way."

"You spoiled our surprise visit?" You whined, lightly smacking Beomgyu on the arm. He whined, too, mumbling incoherently about your violent nature while rubbing his arm.

Arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you backwards into a sturdy yet squishy chest. Your heart leapt out of your chest at the sudden invasion of privacy, quickly twisting your body out of the stanger's grasp. Chae and Lizi giggled quietly as your whole body relaxed when you saw the face of the touchy-feely stranger.

"Kai, you scared the shit out of me," you pouted, stepping back into his arms. You felt his laugh, rumbling in his chest, as you rested your head against him. He squeezed you gently, pulling you closer as you wrapped your arms around him.

You smiled as you felt Kai place a gentle kiss atop your head, pulling away from the hug. "You're so cute," he muttered, a goofy grin on his face.

"Ew, get a room," Rae fake gagged, pretending to throw up. Chae gathered Rae's hair in a ponytail, helping the fake-puking performance. Familiar laughter reached your ears, making everyone turn towards the source. Soobin and Taehyun smiled as they approached the ever-growing group.

You briefly overheard the introductions between TXT and PROMISE, but you were now busy with your own conversation. Or, rather, you were busy following Kai as he led you away from the chatter. "Where are we going?" You questioned, looking around the hallway as you passed open door after open door. Recording studios, conference rooms, the practice room; all the doors were open, likely being used throughout the day. Kai winked at you, placing a finger to his lips in a 'shh' motion, hinting for you to stay quiet.

"Yn-" You even heard Yeonjun say your name, coming from one of the many rooms, but Kai only sped up, his hand squeezing yours as you followed along.

You finally came to a stop at the end of a hallway, Kai ushering you into a small recording studio littered with plushies. You briefly noticed the plushie you had won for Kai at the arcade sitting right on the desk chair, before Kai had gently pushed you onto the couch and hovered over you.

"Hi, baby," he mumbled, cooing when the pet name made you blush. You mumbled a small hello in response, one hand cupping his cheek and your other hand on his waist. "I missed you. You look so beautiful."

You laughed, eyes twinkling as you stared up at the man you loved. "You must be looking in a mirror, Kai. I missed you too."

Kai grinned, leaning down and capturing your lips in a brief kiss. Sweet, but brief, leaving you wanting more. He pulled away too soon, moving to help you sit up before relocating to the desk chair, the plushie now sitting in his lap. "I'm working on a song, not for the comeback, at least not this one. Do you want to hear what I've got so far?"

You nodded eagerly, wiggling around on the couch to find a comfortable position. "Of course I do! Play it, play it!" You cheered enthusiastically, happy that Kai trusted you enough.

"C'mere," Kai said, moving the plushie from his lap and patting his leg, signaling for you to sit on his lap. You did as he asked, situating yourself on his lap, snuggling back into his chest as he placed the headphones over your ears, kissing your cheek.

Sometimes you found yourself wishing you weren't an idol, so you could have more time to spend with Hiyyih, Yeonjun, and especially Kai. But the truth was, however, that you never would have met Yeonjun or reconnected with Kai if you hadn't pursued your dreams. You were very lucky, you knew that, and even more so to be sitting in Kai's lap, listening to the song he was working on. You felt your heart swell with pride as the music all at once eased your stress and hyped you up. "I'm so proud of you," you whispered, turning your head to gently press a kiss on his lips.

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