#i am kissing tommy hilfiger on the mouth for putting him in these clothes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[honeybearloco]

“...The Last One.” (M)

Requested by an anon. It’s not Valentine’s Day no more but it’s okay because we always lit.

Park Gyujeong X Female Reader

Valentine’s Day together and the reader losing her virginity to him.

"Was this better than the last one?"

"It’s so much better than the last one."

You had been with Gyujeong for a year now. The two of you had started dating last year in the month of February, just before Valentine’s day. Let’s just say your first Valentine’s day with him was a bit awkward. The two of you had just begun dating, you didn’t really know what to do, especially since Gyujeong was also busy with his work schedule.

Gyujeong had promised you that the next Valentine’s would be better. He made sure of it. He didn’t want to have any work coming between the two of you. He promised you a good day and he was going to give you that good day.

You had woke up at your regular time. You had taken the day off. You needed a bit of break time before you were going to explode. You put your hand out, trying to feel for Gyujeong. Feeling for nothing but the empty bed sheets. You let out a small sigh. ‘He promised.’ You thought to yourself.

You sat up in bed, rubbing your eyes. The door to your bedroom opened and in walked Gyujeong with a tray full of different choices of American breakfast foods, fresh fruits, Orange juice, as well as a couple of roses on the side to make the tray look pretty.

"Oh my god." You smiled at him.

He walked to your bedside, putting the tray in your lap. "For the lovely maiden."

"Gyujeong, what is this?" You asked.

"I promised you that Valentine’s day would be better this year and I’m going to keep my promise like the amazing boyfriend I am. No more talking, dig in."

She shook your head at him before digging into the breakfast. You cut a piece of your pancake and put it to Gyujeong’s mouth. He smiled at you before opening his mouth. You fed him the pancake, giggling at him.

"Finish up breakfast and take a shower. We have a big day ahead of us."

"We do?" You asked.

He nodded and stood up, walking out of the room. You finished up breakfast, putting the tray on the dresser. You walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind you. Though you had been living with Gyujeong for a couple of months, the two of you still hadn’t done it. You hadn’t even seen each other naked. You had seen him without his shirt once, but you freaked out and ran out of the room. It was then clear to him that maybe you were still a virgin. He never wanted to push you into anything. The first couple of nights at his apartment, he slept on the couch while you stayed in his bedroom. He didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable.

The turned on the water and took a long shower. After about 5 minutes of actually showering and 40 minutes of thinking and singing in the shower, you turned the water off and stepped out. You grabbed a towel, drying yourself off. You wrapped the towel tightly around you, stepping back into the bedroom. Before you could walk to the closet, you saw a nice outfit laid out on the bed. You walked over to it, seeing a note on top. You grabbed the note and read it. "Put this on, love. - Gyujeong"

You smiled and looked at the outfit that he picked out. Gyujeong wasn’t the best when it came to fashion, but he did a very good job. ‘Why is it all Tommy Hilfiger’ You thought to yourself, giggling at his choice of fashion. You slipped on a dark blue Tommy Hilfiger ribbed crop top, along with grey sweatpants. You walked out of the room, into the living room to see Gyujeong on his phone.

"Tommy Hilfiger? Really?" You folded your arms.

He looked up from his phone. "You look the best in Hilfiger. And relax, we’re going shopping later today and you can buy whatever your heart desires."

"We’re going to shopping?" You asked.

He nodded. "I have the whole day planned out for us."

You punched him in the shoulder softly. "I love you so much."

"I love you too. Now come on."

You wrapped your arm in his and the two of you headed out. You both climbed in his car. He didn’t tell you were the two of you were going. About ten minutes later, the two of you arrived at the mall. He reached into his pocket, grabbing his wallet. He opened his wallet and pulled out his credit card. He handed it to you. You let out a soft gasp.

"You can get whatever you want, but I do have one rule. Don’t make me file for bankruptcy."

You giggled. "I promise I won’t. Now come on. You’re coming with me."

The two of you climbed out of his car. You grabbed his hand and lead him into the mall. The two of you had been around the mall about three times. Gyujeong had about six bags hanging from each arm. Most of it was your stuff, some for him too. You didn’t want to be selfish. The two of you had walked by a store that the two you didn’t see. You turned to your left to see a jewelry store. You walked in and looked around the store. You found yourself in the engagement ring section. None of the rings caught your attention until you looked a little to your left. There you saw it. A rose gold diamond engagement ring.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" Gyujeong asked you.

You jumped a bit. You turned around looking at him. "Y-Yeah. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come in here. I’m finished, we can go now." You added walking out of the store.

Gyujeong frowned at you. He looked at toward the worker. Gyujeong pointed at the ring.

"I want that one."

You sat in the car, waiting for Gyujeong. ‘What the hell is taking him so long?’ You thought to yourself, looking at the time on your phone. Finally, he walked out with the bags. He put them in the back.

"What took you so long?" You asked.

"There was something else I wanted to get."

He hopped into the driver’s seat and strapped himself in, starting the car.

"Where to next?" You questioned.

"Don’t ask. Just ride with me."

You smiled and put your seatbelt on. He pulled out of the mall parking lot and drove. The two of you spent the rest of the day together. Going to an ice cream parlor, candy store, park, and arcade. The last place you were going to go was to a fancy restaurant that Gyujeong made reservations for a couple of months ago. The two of you made your way back to your apartment to change into some different clothes. Gyujeong changed into a tux while you changed into a black wrap cocktail dress.

The two climbed back into the car. "I don’t see why we have to. Today was perfect. You don’t have to do anything else."

"But I want to. I have to only give the best to my girl." He grabbed your hand and placed a kiss on your hand.

She smiled at looked at him. "I’m happy I met you."

"I’m happy that I get to be alive at the same time as a beautiful queen."

You rolled your eyes playfully, holding onto his hand tightly. About ten minutes later, the two of you arrived at the venue. You climbed out of the car, fixing your dress. You wrapped your arm around him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Shall we, Ms. L/N?"

"Yes, we shall, Mr. Park."

The two of you walked into the restaurant and sat down at a table. Throughout dinner, the two of you had a deep conversation.

"What did I ever do to deserve a man so amazing?" You asked, resting your chin on your hand.

"The better question is, what did I ever do to deserve a woman so beautiful, so talented, so amazing?" Gyujeong shot back.

You smiled and took a sip of wine, before putting your glass down. Suddenly, the music stop, becoming a bit slower and more romantic than early. You looked around. "Is someone going to propose?" You whispered, looking around just as everyone else did.

"Y/N," Gyujeong called out softly.

You turned to him. "Hmm?"

"We met a year and some months ago by accident. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was the best day of my life. It wasn’t the best way to meet but that’s what stood out about you." He started.

"We met when you were on a date with someone." You added.

"Yeah, but we you grabbed my attention."

"Maybe because I spilled water on you, which later got me fired."

"When you spilled water on me, I remember looking up to you, into your apologetic eyes. From that moment, I fell in love with you. And now look at us. I have been thinking about this for a couple of months now and I think I am ready. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be only yours. Call me selfish but I want you to only be mine as well."

He reached into his jacket pocket, standing up. He walked over to you, getting on one knee. You looked in his hands to see a small velvet box. He opened the box to reveal the same ring you saw in the store earlier. You let out a small gasp.

"Y/N L/N, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

You wasted no time. "Yes! Always yes!"

He slipped the ring on your finger, he stood up as did you. You smashed your lips on his. He wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing back. Everyone around the two of you clapped softly for the two of you.

After dinner, the two of you went back to his apartment. You forced Gyujeong into the living room and locked the door. There you stood in a set of a white lace lingerie, that you had bought a long time ago. You wanted to do it. You wanted him. You were completely ready. Though you were a bit nervous, you still wanted him. I put on a robe and opened the door. "Gyujeong." You called out to him.

"Yeah?"

"Could you come here?" You asked.

He turned off the TV and walked to the bedroom. You grabbed his hand and walked over to your bed. You sat him down.

"You wanted something?" He asked.

"I want you." You answered.

"What are you talking about?"

"I want you. I want to do, you know...it."

His eyes widened a bit. "Are you ready for that? I don’t want to push that on to you. I can wait until however long you want to. I don’t want you to push yourself."

"I’m not rushing myself. I’m ready. I’m just a bit nervous." You frowned.

"Then we shouldn’t do it if you are nervous. I want you to be completely ready."

"I am ready! I want to have sex with you Gyujeong. Right here, right now. I want to go all of the way."

He placed his hand on your cheek softly. He leaned, placing his lips on your soft. He pulled away a couple of seconds later. "Tell me to stop and I will." He whispered.

You nodded, kissing him again. He made the kiss a bit more passionate. He grabbed the string of your robe, undoing the knot, keeping his lips against yours. He slowly took off your robe, letting it fall to the floor. He pulled away from your lips, staring at your set. Feeling his eyes on you, made you feel a tingly feeling in between your legs.

"So beautiful." He whispered. "Lay back for me."

You did it without question. You stare at him with innocent eyes. He climbed on top of you, smashing his lips on your again. You kissed back, grabbing his dress shirt, beginning to unbutton it. Once you reached the last button, he took off his shirt, throwing it across the room, placing his lips on your neck. You bit your bottom lip, holding in your moans.

"Don’t hold back. Let me hear you." He whispered into your neck.

He pulled away from you, staring down at your set. "I love this set on you but it has to go, babe." He pulled you up, unclasping your bra, letting it fall on the ground. He quickly ripped your panties.

"Gyujeong~!" You whined.

"I’ll buy you more sets."

He slowly spread your legs out a bit, placing soft kisses on your thighs, whispering sweet things against them. He kissed your stomach, dragging his lips down to your warmth. He stared into your eyes, as he took a soft kitten lick at your warmth. Feeling his tongue against you, sent shivers down you, as well as a moan falling from your lips. Gyujeong wrapped his arms around your legs to keep them in place.

He placed a soft kiss against you, continuing his stare into your eyes. His mouth latched onto your clit, his soft tongue slipping back and forth. He took his right hand away from your thigh, allowing him to work one finger into you before easing another into you. You couldn’t hold back your moans. You arched your back, trying your hardest not to close your legs. As the feeling became more intense, you shut your eyes tightly, as you felt an unfamiliar feeling. Your legs began to shake as your nerves were spiraling out of control. You clenched around his two fingers.

Feeling you clench, Gyujeong hummed against your clit. With the vibrations, you reached your first peak of the night, letting out a loud moan, shaking slightly.  Gyujeong lapped up your juices. He slipped his fingers out of you, taking them into his mouth. "So sweet. Sweeter than anything on planet earth."

You felt your cheeks heat up at his comment. He chuckled deeply before pulling you into another kiss. You grabbed his belt, undoing it quickly. He pulled away from your lips.

"Someone is very eager." He smirked.

"I really want you inside of me." You said barely above a whisper.

"Your wish is my command."

He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers, letting them fall to the floor. You bit your bottom lip, seeing all of him. This was the first time that you had seen him completely naked. A dark blush appeared on your cheeks while your cheeks heated up. He chuckled, seeing your reaction. "You’re so cute."

He lined himself up at your entrance, pulling you into a passionate kiss. He slowly pushed himself into you. You let out a loud whimper against his lips. The stretch was a bit painful, the foreign feeling was becoming a bit too much. He groaned at the feeling of being full inside of you. You felt so full, the pain slowly shrinking, pleasure completely taking over. Your body was urging him to do something. "Gyujeong, please move." You whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly

Gyujeong began a slow pace into you, rolling his hips against yours. He put his head in your neck, leaving red and purple marks. "You feel amazing around me." Small moans falling from your lips.

He began to snap his hips into yours, every now and then letting out a soft pant. His thrusts became sloppy as his breathing got heavier. You felt the same feeling in your stomach from earlier. Once again you were close.

"I’m close." You whined.

"Me too baby. Let go for me."

With those words, you released all over him, letting out a loud whine, clawing into his back.

Feeling your nails in his back, he let out a small wince. He pulled out of you at the very last second, painting your stomach with his fluids. The two of you stayed there for a couple of seconds in silence, before Gyujeong walked into the bathroom, grabbing a towel. He headed back over to the bed, cleaning you up while placing soft kisses on each patch of skin he could.

You giggled softly, getting under the covers. "I’ll wash these tomorrow."

He put the towel in the wash bin, climbing back into bed. "Don’t worry about it. I’m doing laundry tomorrow."

You smiled and turned on your right side, facing him. He turned on his left side to face you with a small smile on his face.

"Was this better than the last one?"

"It’s so much better than the last one."

He pulled you into his chest, letting you rest your head. "Well from now on, I will try to top this Valentines’ day every year."

"I don’t know how you are going to do that." You smiled, looking up at him.

"I’ll find a way."

[againmendes]

no more pushing - shawn mendes

requested - yes! 

based off this resquest -  Oh could you write a Shawn x reader where she's been pushing herself a lot to look a certain way for a movie or an ad campaign or something and he gets really worried especially cause her whole team's on board with her doing that? Pretty please? 😘

word count - 1566

pairing - shawn x reader

warnings - kind of? mentions of messing up eating patterns & not eating as much. if you’re not into that, maybe not read? a little bit of cussing but not much. 

author’s note - i feel like i messed up the ending, and i may have made her job sound a little weird but i needed it to fit without changing what my original plan was, haha. unedited because i just had to sit down to write this.  anyways, hopefully you guys like it and requests are still open !! 

there was something off about y/n, and shawn knew it. you were having trouble with your job and even though you were constantly putting a smile on your face and looking sweet and happy for all of yours (and shawns) fans but shawn knew better than to believe how you looked out in the public. the man was fully aware that you were just putting on a mask to cover your true feelings and to make sure you look happy. it was sweet that you do that for everyone around you, but honestly he just wanted you to be honest with him

and the thing is, he knew what was wrong. 

you were a glorious, and gorgeous girl who was always working on fitness and improving yourself both mentally and physically. you had always been a big fan of any sort of model for fitness brands such as adidas, under armour and nike. actually, you tend to admire the models’ bodies on the nike posters you would see around. and one day you had finally been given an offer you had been dreaming of - you were the next face of the new nike line. 

from how long shawn had known you, he was well aware of how you always wanted to be up on fitness posters, looking so strong and confident. he always thought you were but he knew that you have been so focused on modeling for brands such as guess, tommy hilfiger, etc. that you haven’t been focusing as much on your build you would need for a nike photo shoot. and he had been happy for you when he heard about it. 

that was until he noticed how much you had been... well changing. 

he, and mostly everyone knew, that most models have strict diets to keep their bodies looking amazing, and that the diets are combined with daily work outs to stay in shape. it was effective to everyone, and he knew that you ate different than him - because he sucks ass at eating the way he is supposed to, which he blames on traveling so much even though that is just an excuse - and that it was normal for you to eat very healthy. but now he has been noticing that you were eating less and less, and working out at least twice to three times as much. 

he hadn’t known that you were being supported in doing what you were doing, which was this: to build more muscle you were eating only foods that would build muscle faster, but instead of more meals you would have certain drinks to keep you full to prevent you from eating. or you would subisitute a meal with some shake of some sort. and then you started training harder at the gym to try and get a certain body build. 

at first he had been okay with it, but now it was about two weeks before the shoot and you started this absolutely bizarre diet to try and tone yourself out even more and define those gorgeous stomach muscles of yours. you were trying this stupid victoria’s secret angel diet that they use before the show and he hated it because you barely ate any solid food.

however what pissed him off even more, was the fact that everyone was supporting you on this. even the other models. it made him feel sick because he was seeing how it affected you. to any normal person it would seem like an eating disorder because shawn knew that you usually ate three meals a day, with a healthy snack or two thrown in there. yet ever since you stopped cutting back on a meal or two a day and drinking more smoothies and crap, you didn’t have nearly as much energy and you looked different to him. 

don’t get him wrong, he thought you were gorgeous no matter what but you were starting to do made worried him. 

and today he wanted to talk to you about it. “hey baby?” shawn called as he walked into the bathroom where you stood at the sink, hands in your hair while braiding it into tight boxer-braids. you hummed in response, turning your head to look at your boyfriend. “yeah?”

just by the way he looked at you, you could tell something was wrong. you weren’t quite sure what he was going to talk to you about, but you would be lying if you said you weren’t nervous. he could just ask you an innocent question, or it be a statement that leads to a heated conversation; something you wanted to avoid personally. 

“is everything okay? i’m starting to get worried about you.” his eyes were sunken while his gaze burned into your skull, your eyes fixated on him through the mirror as your fingers slowly secured your braid with a clear elastic, hearing a small snap-like soind when you let go of part of the elastic. you nodded her head and brushed both braids back over your shoulders. “yeah. why wouldn’t i be okay?” you replied, attempting to brush off the question as if it was nothing. 

yet you knew it was something. you were well aware that he knew something was going on with you. you had your fingers crossed for a while that he wouldn’t say, or notice, anything but shawn knew you better. he knew something was wrong with you because he had been your best-friend before he had been your boyfriend. you could hear him sigh and take a step or two towards you. 

“y/n/n, don’t like to me... please. i know you’re not okay. you’re so tired, you’re not eating enough, you’re barely ever home too. what is all of this about?” shawn asked.

the look you gave him was almost enough to make someone chuckle. but the look also confirmed any suspicions he had earlier. so this was about the ad campaign. his gaze softened as you turned your head away and down to the floor, hoisting yourself up onto the counter and placing your hands on the edges before your fingers curled around the cold stone on the counter. 

“i’m just nervous, i guess.” you speak, voice small. 

“‘bout what?” shawn questioned.

you scoff and looked up at him. “the whole ad campaign. i’m just nervous that i’m not going to look the way i should when i go in for the photo shoot and that they will back out on the offer, even though i’ve been so stoked about it.” you frown to yourself, kissing your teeth. 

“why are you so worried about how you’re going to look? you have more than enough muscle, and you’re perfectly fit and naturally stunning.” he spoke. his hand motioning to parts of your body as he spoke, but his eyes remained on yours.

“but is it enough?” 

“is what enough?” 

a soft sigh escapes your lips as you reach up and brush back the baby hairs that are already escaping your braids, before responding. “is what i look like enough? do i really have enough muscle? am i too busty, or not enough ab definition to look like the others? i feel like i don’t look good enough for the job and that’s why i’ve been eating differently and working out more. i need to get rid of any extra fat i may have and replace it with muscle. and i need more definition and i-” 

you were cut off by shawn’s finger being pressed to your lips and then his arms snaking around your waist and pulling you close so he was standing between your legs 

“baby, i don’t know why you’re stressing out so much about this.they asked you to be their main model for a reason baby, right? they asked you to be their model because they already thought you looked perfect. they already thought that you have enough muscle and the perfect body that they want representing their clothes. did they ever suggest you working on defining a six pack?” you shake your head. “that’s what i thought. so why worry about it? you look perfect, y/n. perfect for this gig. perfect for anything.” 

“but what if-” once again, shawn stopped you by cupping your cheeks and gently shaking your head, while his thumbs pressed against our mouth so your words hit his thumbs instead of finishing the sentence. 

“no. no ‘what if’s or ‘buts.’ i want to hear, okays, and that you will stop and go back to being normal okay? i don’t want you ruining any eating habits for this one job when you don’t need to. and i really don’t want you stressing about how you look. you look amazing, and so perfect.” 

a smile creeps onto your face as you look into his warm chocolate brown eyes, shaking your head. “you’re only saying that because you’re my boyfriend.” 

this time, shawn shakes his head and the pad of his thumb strokes back stray baby hairs in a soothing motion. “that’s not true. i say it because to me, it’s true. i would never ever lie to you about something like that.” shawn smiled cheekily at you, which only caused you to give him a peck on the lips.  “mm... really?” your voice was soft and lowered to a whisper as you look at him. 

“really, baby girl. don’t ever change.”

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