#ic. yuyu.

[edengrown]

" ohmygosh, wAIT ! "

" ... "

" sorry ! false alarm ! thought i chipped a nail ( lol ) ! "

[edengrown]

" hhh , i know , i know ! but you don't understand ! he looked just like edward ! like , what was i supposed to do ? not go out with him ? " immediately after she hears what she says outloud , yuyu can't help but grimace , shame immediately causing the lieutenant to hide her face . it's not as though she's intentionally trying to date scumbags ( despite what her track record would imply ) , but despite her looks , yuyu is honestly clueless on anything related to dating , her only criteria on accepting dates being on how closely the guy resembles her favorite movie character .

" honestly , it wasn't even all that bad for a while . it only got annoying when he got upset about me going out for drink night with the rest of the division , even though i told him it was just girls . " that argument was the current reason for yuyu and kyu's conversation , her friend immediately demanding for her to break up after hearing that her boyfriend insinuated that she was lying about who was at the 8th division's drink night to cheat on him . honestly , yuyu had been considering breaking up for a while ( the fact that her boyfriend looked just like edward cullen got old pretty quick after he demanded she pay for dates with her lieutenant salary ) , but hearing kyu yell at her poor date choice for the nth time solidified her decison .

" i promise , as soon as i see him tomorrow , i'm gonna , like , totally break up with him . pinky promise ! anyways , enough about my poor choices ; tell me what's up with you ! "

@edengrown // Small Starter [Kyu for Yuyu]

"Girl what the hell did I say last time we talked!?" She looked up from her phone to stare at the Lieutenant of the 8th. Granted Kyu hadn't been a member of the division for years (transferring to the first during a war with the quincies had it's perks!) she still felt the need to visit once in a while.

"DUMP. HIM. MEN AIN'T SHIT, SWEETIE."

[stargirl-gd10]

If you asked me: "have you ever met someone that is sunshine in human form?"... I would answer without hesitation: "Jeong YunHo".

May music, dance...art in all forms be the bridge that always connect our paths despite the distance and be there for each other.

If you need a daily healing voice and an encouraging message, a safe place to rest your mind, heart and soul check the links down below

・❥・ Even if its your happiness

・❥・ Be alright

[spkyart]

Of course hiei is eating the sticks

[prodigiousvisions]

EVERY MISSION THAT IS HANDED DOWN TO TSUJIMURA IS ONE THAT THE AGENT TAKES WITH THE UTMOST CARE AND SINCERITY. To be told that she was undergoing responsibility of keeping a watchful eye on yet another dangerous ability user was not something that would have necessarily been a walk in the park for her, but regardless, she aimed to put her all into keeping the civilians of Yokohama safe and fulfilling her duties properly. She has ample enough experience under her belt that the undertaking shouldn't have been too bad, right?

Unfortunately, experience alone could not have prepared her for the drastic tonal difference between monitoring Ayatsuji versus being dragged around the city with a certain Yumeno Kyusaku. While she is the athletic type, it goes without saying that children have a sort of unstoppable enthusiasm for life when able to run rampant and do what they like under reasonable limitations. She's out of breath, all but kneeled over as Yumeno takes the figurative leash around her neck and presses her onward to what ended up being akin to a babysitter's stroll out in the city.

"Please, I'm begging you, give me a second to compose myself!" For the love of all that is holy, did the Port Mafia never let them out to experience at least one day of being a kid? They were more than capable enough to monitor them just as she was. Utterly winded, she sighs, straightening her posture and rising back to a proper stand. "Can't we sit down for a minute? I'm under an obligation to take you wherever you want today, so there's no need to rush."

starter call ━━ ˟ ⊰ ♡ (POST CLOSED) | tsujimura - yumeno | @theircurse

[ravencollege]

starters for @utsuboh !! 1/? ft. yuyu

"Ugh... Jade I can't take it anymore. I'm at my limit." the way she says that makes it seem like a dire situation. It's not. But it feels that way to her. Not to mention Yuyu is already at her limit after receiving exactly one love letter from an admirer. She was dreading this day though, so maybe the accumulated stress is making her see colors. The offending note is sitting on the table before her. "Like... I mean... I knew this school was cringe. Like! I mean, your whole dorm wears fedoras. Don't you know that's bitches repellant? This sucks."

[cuteshortvirginwhore]

Oh the devil already did fucking show up and my yunho obsession was already here so WTF SHOULD I DO WITH THIS

When the devil can't reach you so he sends you this yunho instead

[makeitmingi]

Snuggles and Cuddles

Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fluff

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Girlfriend!Reader, Boyfriend!Yunho, Mingi (Cameo)

Summary: Yunho has the best alcohol tolerance amongst his friends. However, after a night out, you didn't think that his best friend would bring him home, absolutely wasted. Seems like alcohol unlocks a whole new side of your boyfriend you didn't know existed

Word count: 3.4K

Warning(s): Alcohol consumption, drunk-ness, y/n babies Yunho and teases him but all in good fun

A/N: I started this, not really having idol Yunho in mind. But I guess with Puddeongi, it means he's an idol right? Idk, I mainly wanted Yunho and Puddeongi in this story lmao

Tonight was finally a night to relax. No late night meetings, no work assignments to complete, nothing. So you put a movie on, turned off the light and nestled a tub of ice cream in your hand, enjoying your night off to the max.

"What time in Yunho getting back?" You thought out loud, checking your phone. Before knowing you had a night off, Yunho had made plans to go out for drinks with his friends.

Of course, your ever loving, sweet boyfriend immediately wanted to cancel to spend time with you when he found out but you insisted he go.

'Don't wait up for me, lovey~ I might be back late or go crash at Mingi's. - your Yuyu'

The last text he sent you was at 9:30pm. It was approaching midnight but you were not that worried. Yunho could handle himself.

*DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG*

"Ah! Coming." You put your bowl down and shuffled over to the door, wondering who was ringing your doorbell so incessantly. When you opened it, you were surprised to see Mingi standing there, struggling to hold up your drunk boyfriend. Mingi's face brightened up when he saw you there.

"(y/n)! Thank god." Mingi let out a sigh of relief. You blinked, taking in the scene before you. You've never seen Yunho so intoxicated before, he usually holds his liquor well compared to his friends.

"I-Is he okay?" You were unsure of what to do. Yunho's face was so flushed and eyes were closed.

"He's fine. Just had a little bit too much to drink. I wanted to bring him back to mine but he insisted on coming back here." He sighed.

"Oh... Thanks for bringing him home, Mingi. Are you sober enough to go home on your own? You can crash here if you'd like." You offered with a soft smile.

"I'm fine. One drunk is enough to keep you busy." He chuckled, stumbling a little as Yunho swayed.

"Alright, let me know when you get back." You said. Mingi nodded and you went over to help him, softly cupping Yunho's cheeks.

"(y/n)!" Yunho suddenly exclaimed loudly, making you and Mingi jump. He opened his arms and threw them around you, causing you to almost fall over. Luckily you held the wall.

"Yah. Don't hurt her." Mingi slapped the back of Yunho's head.

"Owww, don't hit me." Yunho pouted, nuzzling his head against yours affectionately. You patted his back to comfort him. It wasn't easy to balance yourself when your giant boyfriend decided to put almost his entire weight on you.

"I've got it, Mingi. Thanks again." You giggled. Mingi nodded and patted Yunho's head.

"Don't give (y/n) a hard time, Yunho ah." Mingi chided before leaving. You closed the door with your foot and guided Yunho in. There was no choice but to put him on the couch first.

"Yunho, are you alright?" You asked. He maintained his pout and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" You went closer to him. He didn't say anything but hugged your waist, burying his face against your stomach.

"I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong. Does your stomach not feel good?" You asked, running your fingers through his hair lovingly. His face and body was so warm compared to yours.

"My head hurts~" He whined.

"Alright, let me get you some medicine." You wanted to pull away but he only tightened his grip on you, shaking his head again.

"Silly, the medicine will make your head feel better." You chuckled.

"Noooooo~ I just want you~" He whined. You let out a soft sigh, unsure of what to do with a drunk, whiny Yunho. But he was honestly so cute. Normally, he was always such a gentle giant, a golden retriever, but he was never this needy and clingy with you. It was a whole new side of him that was so endearing.

"Yuyu, why don't we change and go to bed? We can cuddle then go to sleep." You offered. He looked up at you with excitement and nodded his head.

"Come on." You held your hand out to him, still supporting his body as you entered your shared bedroom to go to the bathroom.

"Sit here." You closed the toilet cover and let Yunho sit there while you grabbed his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Yunho asked but still stayed in his spot.

"I just went to get you some clean clothes, babe. It'll be more comfortable for you." You replied, putting the shirt and pajama pants by the sink. Yunho tilted his head.

"Arms up." You instructed. Yunho obediently raised his arms as you removed his shirt and helped him into one of his home shirts. It was hard when it came to changing his pants since his legs were so long, it was a struggle but you managed to do it.

"You're pretty." He giggled as he watched you wet a cloth with a dreamy grin on his face.

"Thanks?" You chuckled and wrung the cloth, proceeding to wipe his face gently since you didn't want to risk him showering and possibly falling or hurting himself in any way.

"I want to hold you." He said, arms reaching out for you like a sad child.

"I promise you can later, hmm?" You stroked his head. You rinsed the cloth and wiped his arms.

"This should cool you down." You carefully wiped his neck as well, which made him laugh and squirm. Yunho's laugh was always so infectious to you, the way he throws his head back to laugh.

"That tickles! And it's cold~." He giggled. You laughed along with him and grabbed his mouthwash.

"Do you think you can you rinse your mouth?" You asked since you didn't know how to help someone brush their teeth. He looked at you then the mouthwash, thinking for a while before nodding his head slowly. You had a watchful eye as he gargled the mouthwash.

"Spit." You instructed and he did. Thankfully he didn't swallow it.

"Good job, Yuyu." You reached up to pat his head. Yunho grinned bashfully at your praise and threw his arms around you.

"You smell nice~ So nice~" He buried his face against your shoulder, making you melt. You were wearing Yunho's shirt as a dress since he was so tall, like you always did. So you basically smelt like him.

"Let's get you to bed." You moved him out of the bathroom and to the bed.

"Here, I'll let you hug Puddeongi tonight." You helped him under the covers, grabbing Puddeongi and putting in into his arms.

"Hi, Puddeongi." He shyly waved to the plush as it stared back at him. He giggled and patted the plush's tummy. You had a stifle a laugh. You were usually the one to hug Puddeongi to sleep since Yunho preferred to hug you. Sometimes, he would even steal Puddeongi so you had 'no choice' but to hug him instead.

"Wait! Where are you going?!" Yunho genuinely looked like he was going to cry when he felt you pulling away from him. You stroked his hand to calm him down.

"I'm just gonna clear up, Yun. I'll be right back, I promise." You squeezed his hand.

"Promise?" Yunho pouted sadly and it did tug at your heart a little, seeing him so sad. You nodded your head.

"Okay..." He reluctantly let go of your hand, letting you go clean up. You went out to the living to wash your dirty ice cream bowl and turn off the television.

"See? I told you I'll be back, Yunho." You re-entered the room, seeing Yunho sulk, his cheek squished against Puddeongi's body. But when he heard you, he immediately perked up with a bright smile.

However, you didn't come back to bed immediately. Instead, you went to the bathroom to grab his dirty clothes that were on the ground and threw them into the laundry basket. You didn't want you or Yunho to trip while coming in. But you made sure you were in Yunho's view the entire time.

"(y/n)... Do you have a boyfriend?" Yunho asked as you moved around the room. From your position at the sink, you turned to see him sitting up, Puddeongi in his lap.

"Why is he so cute?" You mumbled to yourself, taking your phone to quickly snap a picture of him.

"I do." You nodded with a chuckle, washing your own face since you did sweat a little while helping Yunho. Yunho appreciated that you kept the door to the bathroom open so he could see you.

"Your boyfriend is very lucky to have you. You're so pretty." He replied with a serious tone.

"Yun, you are my boyfriend." You reminded.

"Oh... I am? Then I am very lucky to have you." He smiled, letting out a big sigh of relief. You laughed at him and hung the rinsed cloth up to dry then crawled into bed with him.

"Comfy?" You pulled the covers up after he laid back down, Puddeongi squished against his cheek. He nodded his head.

"Goodnight, Yun. I love you." You leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. But before you could turn around to turn off the bedside lamp, you noticed the pout and frown that was still on his face as he looked up at you.

"What's wrong? Does your head still hurt? Or your tummy?" You asked worriedly, stroking his head. Since he didn't let you get the medicine for him earlier, you didn't want him to be in pain.

"I want to hold you. Just now, you promised I could." He said with disappointment.

"I know, Yun. I'm just turning off the light and we can cuddle after." You smiled, turning off the light.

"I'm right here, okay?" You laced fingers with him. Yunho somehow managed to put Puddeongi on top of you to hug both you the plush in his arms.

"Hmm~ Hmm~" You heard Yunho making little noises.

"What's up, Yun?" You asked.

"Nothing. I'm just happy. I have you~ Puddeongi~" He said, kicking his feet with excitement. You were sure that if he was really a golden retriever, his tail would be thumping against the bed in happiness.

"Alright, happy boy. Go to sleep." You reached up to pat his head. You changed your position, letting Yunho hug your waist alongside Puddeongi, so he could lay his head on your chest to be the small spoon. His face and body were still a little warm but you liked having him close to you.

"Your heartbeat is pretty." He mumbled. Now you knew he was spewing nonsense. You giggled and stroked his head to try to lull him to sleep.

*BZZ BZZ*

"Hang on." You moved away to check your phone, unaware that Yunho was looking over your shoulder with a frown on his face.

'Hey, sorry I forgot to shoot you a text. I guess I fell asleep on the couch the moment I got back, didn't even have time to remove my shoes. But I'm back safe. - Mingi'

"Your phone light makes my head hurt. Stop." He whined, burying his face against your back.

"It's just your best friend telling me he's home safe." You informed, sending a quick reply to Mingi to give him an update about Yunho too.

"Ugh! Why are you talking to other guys? You said I am your boyfriend!" He huffed angrily, showing his frustration. You turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. The room was dark but the light from your phone illuminated his face a little.

"Yun... He's your best friend. He brought you home safely, we should make sure he got home safe too." You spoke to him slowly. Yunho turned his nose up from you.

"You big baby." You rolled your eyes but put your phone down. You were actually a little worried that your phone hurt his head.

"Okay, you just cuddle Puddeongi tonight. Goodnight, Yun." You wished. But suddenly, Yunho glued himself to you.

"Am not a baby." He mumbled against your chest as he hugged you like before, sandwiching you between the bed and Puddeongi. You hummed to appease him.

"I love you." He murmured as he drifted off to sleep.

"Love you too." You kissed his head and joined Yunho in dreamland.

The next time you woke up, Yunho had rolled away from you, snuggling with Puddeongi. You smiled softly and brushed his fringe away from his face so it wouldn't bother him.

"Rest well." You whispered. You couldn't help it, grabbing your phone to take a picture. Seeing Yunho's face squished against Puddeongi, it was too cute not to take a pic. After that, you tucked your phone away and adjusted the blanket over him before leaving the bedroom to let him sleep more.

When Yunho reached over, he expected his hand to reach yours or at least, your body. He didn't expect the empty space.

"Baby???" He sat up, looking at the Puddeongi in his lap in confusion. Why was he hugging Puddeongi and not you? He winced as he felt the pounding in his head.

"God..." He groaned, falling forward. When he heard the door open, he sat back up immediately.

"(y/n)?!"

"Woah, woah. Slow down, big guy. Are you alright?" You blinked in surprise at his reaction. He seemed like he was about to leap into your arms or something.

"You were not here." He sulked.

"I know, I wanted you to sleep more. And I cooked you food, you're always hungry after a night of drinking." You replied, sitting down.

"Gosh, what happened last night...? My head hurts so bad." He groaned and fell forward, leaning his head on your shoulder. You reached up to try and massage his head, hopefully being able to alleviate some of his pain.

"You don't remember anything?" You asked. He shook his head.

"It's okay. Here, I brought you some hangover cure and ginger ale, it'll help your head and tum. You can take meds later if you need." You told him, retrieving what you brought in for him.

"Lifesaver." Yunho said, downing the hangover cure. His face scrunched up at the bitterness but he chased it with the ginger ale.

"H-How did I get home? A taxi?" He asked.

"Mingi brought you home. He said he was going to bring you back to his to crash but you insisted on being brought home." You smiled. Yunho frowned slightly, trying to remember what happened.

"I'm drawing blanks here. I guess I really overdid it last night. Thank you for taking care of me, sorry if I troubled you." He sighed.

"What are you saying? Don't apologise, it's no trouble at all. You always take care of me when I'm on my period, we take care of each other when we're sick. It's just what we do, hmm? So no need to thank me and no need to apologise." You stroked his cheek and he leaned into your touch.

"That's right." He smiled, lifting your hand to kiss the back of it.

"So you really don't get remember anything?" You checked. Yunho's eyes widened at your words, shaking his head slowly.

"I-I didn't do anything, did I? Oh my god, did I hurt you?!" Yunho's hands flew to cover his mouth as he moved back from you, as if he was really scared.

"No! No, not at all, Yun. You didn't hurt me. I trust that you would never hurt me, no matter how intoxicated." You smiled softly.

"Phew! Cause if I did, I'll never forgive myself. I'll pack up and leave now." He let out a shaky sigh of relief.

"Okay, calm down. You didn't hurt me, no need to pack up and go anywhere." You chuckled. He smiled and leaned over to give you a kiss to your forehead, he was really the sweetest.

"You were mighty adorable though. I've never seen you like that before in all our years of being together." You giggled. Yunho merely looked at you and blinked in confusion at your words. You took your phone out and showed him the pictures that you took of him with Puddeongi.

"Delete this!" He yelled, grasping the device, his ears and neck turning red in embarrassment.

"No way! You were so cute. You were all whiny and clingy, wanting to hold me the entire time, kept saying I was pretty. I even needed to remind you that my boyfriend was you." You said.

"Please, if you love me, delete this. And delete from your brain what happened last night." He begged.

"I love you and I'm keeping this. When I let you hug Puddeongi, you even went 'hi Puddeongi'." You imitated the cute wave he did.

"Please stop, I beg you." He buried his face in his hands.

"Alright, I'll stop. Let's go eat the ramen I cooked you before it gets cold and soggy." You patted his head. Yunho nodded and went to brush his teeth before coming out to the kitchen.

You won't tell him that he was jealous of you texting Mingi last night, he seemed embarrassed enough. But thinking about it again made you laugh to yourself.

"Wait, are you still laughing at me?" Yunho stopped in his tracks when he caught you laughing quietly on your own. You lied and shook your head, putting the bowl of spicy ramen in front of him then grabbing him chopsticks and a spoon.

"Mmm, that hits the spot." He sighed blissfully after taking a sip of the salty, spicy soup. Thankfully it distracted him from how you were laughing at him.

"Are you eating, baby? You can have some." Yunho held his bowl out to you.

"It's alright, I had toast and coffee earlier when I woke up." You told him with a smile, placing your hand over his.

"That was great, just what I needed. Thank you, baby." Yunho leaned over to give you a kiss. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, Yunho took the opportunity to pull you down into his lap.

"Can we spend the rest of the day in bed?" He asked, resting his cheek against your shoulder.

"Of course, you might want to shower first though. I only wiped your face, neck and arms when you came back." You informed.

"Are you telling me I smell?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well, even with a change of clothes, you did spend the night out in a public place and you kind of smell like day-old booze." You wrinkled your nose. Yunho rolled his eyes but leaned in to nuzzle his cheek against yours lovingly. While you cleaned up and did the dishes, Yunho went to take a shower.

"Ah, that was great." Yunho sighed blissfully as he stepped out of the bathroom. You sat up on the bed, putting your phone aside.

"Come." You patted the space in front of you. Yunho happily climbed over to you, leaning down as you helped him towel dry his hair like you always do.

"You have to comb your hair. It's always so frizzy and poofy." You giggled as you grabbed his brush.

"I know, that's why I have you to do it for me." He turned around to smile at you.

"All done." You went to put the towel back in the bathroom. When you came out, you saw Yunho laying there with his arm around Puddeongi as he checked his phone.

"Look at you being best friends after I let you spend the night holding him." You teased. Yunho shot you a glare and shoved Puddeongi back into your arms.

"Come here. I would rather hug you." He opened his arms and you slotted yourself in them. Yunho always insisted that you fit so perfectly in his arms. You hugged Puddeongi tight, he smelt like a mix of you and Yunho now.

"So, why did you and the boys drink so much last night? I mean, you've never gotten so drunk before." You asked.

"Oh... I don't know, I can't remember." Yunho shook his head. You hummed. You didn't know that Yunho was lying, he knew why the boys kept pouring him drinks last night.

It had to do with the small velvet ring box that was hidden in the pocket of his blazer in the closet.

[edengrown]

@hxbiris replied to this post : Kaguya vc: OH THANK SOUL KING YOU DIDNT

@reiiishii replied to this post : Kyu vc: GIRLYPOP NOT THE NAIL....

" chill , babes ! just a false alarm~ ! besides , you know i can't afford another nail repair and funeral ! " she also can't afford another lecture from lisa about her zanpakuto AGAIN .

[dependsonwhatfingeriuse]

Someone actually brought up a good point in the interest check form of doing it as a free digital for my first Zine. It would make the most sense tbh, though I do wanna raise money for charities in Gaza to help the Palestinians.

Maybe, cause it seems an NSFW add-on is popular, have the 18+ behind a "paywall" for lack of a better phrase, due to how minors and the current fandom social circles are.

Personally, to prevent minors from interacting with 18+ content, it sorta needs to be behind a paywall as a way to safeguard adults. So, if anyone wants to chime in on this, you can DM my main over at @lost-in-horrorland or reply to this post (or reblog with a comment).

Might do an interest check via Google Forms. So keep an eye out for that.

I have no idea wtf I'm doing, but I slapped this together.

[stargirl-gd10]

His doe eyes...dark blue hair...kissable lips...soft aura...

[yeostinys]

My Dear Darling

Chapter 3

Pairing: Frat OT8!ATEEZ x Female Reader

Genre: Eventual Smut 18+, Fluff, Angst, Polyamorous Relationship!

Notes: NonIdol!AU, CollegeAU. Alcohol consumption, Explicit language. Yunho and Wooyoung focus in this chapter. Polyamorous Relationship, (if you are not into that just pls ignore)

Word Count: 5k

Synopsis: Your relationship with ATZ gets more comfortable as you spend more time with them…

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“Alright class is dismissed! Don’t forget we have an exam next week”

You rise from your seat and sigh. It’s finally the weekend so you quickly pack your things and make your way to the door. You haven’t seen ATZ for a few days, with mid terms coming up you have all been busy. You can’t deny you often find yourself wanting to be around them more than usual. As you walk out the classroom you see a familiar figure in the distance leaning against a pillar. You smile and make your way to him.

“Yunho~” you stop in front of him and smile

“Hey pretty” Yunho winks at you and ruffles your hair.

“What are you doing here? do you have a class near by?” You ask and he shakes his head in response.

“Nope, i’m just here to pick you up” Yunho smiles as he grabs your bag from your shoulder and slings it over his.

“Are you heading home or do you have another class?” He asks as he stretches his hand towards you and you interlock fingers.

“I’m done for today finally. I was going to head home-” You reply with a tiring sigh.

“Mm okay. Let’s go! I’ll take you home” Yunho smiles and grips your hand tighter. You quickly shake your head,

“Ah, no it’s okay! I don’t want to go home anymore... I’ll go with you to the ATZ house” You say sheepishly. Yunho chuckles and leans down towards you

“Y/N, if you’re tired you don’t have to” he says softly.

“No it’s not that. I really want to go… I want to see everyone” You say with a soft smile. Yunho smiles back at you and nods.

As you two walk hand in hand across the campus, the vibrant autumn leaves crunch underfoot. Yunho leans in closer, his voice is deep and soft as he recounts the day’s mishaps, making your heart flutter. When you arrive to the ATZ house, you notice it’s quieter than usual.

“Where is everyone?” You ask as you take off your shoes.

“Hmm they should be back soon. everyone’s schedule ends around 2” Yunho replies as he takes you to the kitchen.

“Are you thirsty?” Yunho opens the fridge and takes out a water bottle and some iced tea.

“I’ll just have water, thanks, Yuyu,” you reply, a smile breaking across your face. You settle onto the barstool at the kitchen island, your legs swinging slightly as you watch Yunho move around the kitchen. The soft glow of the overhead lights reflects off his features, highlighting the playful spark in his eyes as he reaches for a water bottle.

He hands it to you, his fingers brushing against yours for a moment longer than necessary, before he rummages through the cupboard for snacks. You can’t help but admire how effortlessly he navigates the space, his movements fluid and confident.

Moments later, he approaches you, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he holds out a gummy snack, vibrant in color. Your heart races as you part your lips slightly, allowing him to feed you the treat. The brief contact of your lips against his fingertips sends a jolt of warmth through you, and you catch the playful smirk that tugs at the corner of his mouth.

In a sudden, bold move, Yunho spins your chair around so that you’re facing him, leaning forward with his hands planted firmly on the counter, effectively trapping you in place. You can feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you avert your gaze, flustered by the closeness.

“How are midterms going for you?” You ask as you grab your water bottle.

“Hm it’s fine” Yunho says casually as he stares at you. He leans closer and brushes a hair out of your face.

“How about you?” He asks softly, his hand remaining on the side of your face.

“Good… just tiring though” You look at your fiddling fingers in your lap.

“Y/N,” Yunho calls your name, his deep, honeyed voice enveloping you like a warm embrace. You glance up, and suddenly the world around you fades, leaving only the magnetic pull of his presence. His face hovers just inches from yours, a mixture of concern and curiosity dancing in his dark eyes. You can feel the gentle warmth of his breath brush against your skin, sending an unexpected thrill racing through you. Time seems to stand still as you lock eyes, the unspoken tension hanging in the air between you, thick and electric. Every heartbeat feels amplified in this intimate moment, and you can’t help but wonder what lies behind that earnest gaze.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice is softer, like a whisper. You nod. And without wasting time he connects his lips with yours. The kiss is soft but deep. He pulls away and you quietly whine. He chuckles and cups both of his hands on your face. Returning back to your lips the kiss turns into a passionate make out. His lips are so soft as they move against yours skillfully. You softly place your palms on his shoulder and slowly pull away from him. You try to maintain your breath and Yunho notices. He releases a chuckle,

“Sorry I got carried away” He takes a few steps back and you look at him.

“No, it’s okay. I liked it” You blush and he smiles at you. He reaches for your hands and rubs them with his thumb.

“I really really like you Y/N” Yunho says softly.

“I like you too Yunho” you giggle at him and he chuckles back, looking down at his feet. Yunho opens his mouth about to say something but a voice interrupts you both.

“*gasp!* Y/N IS HERE! THATS HER SHOES!” You hear Wooyoung’s voice from a distance and you laugh. Yunho shakes his head and drags you out of the kitchen.

“Y/N-ie!” Wooyoung calls out as he dashes toward you. Before you can fully prepare yourself, he envelops you in a tight embrace, lifting you off your feet and spinning you around. Laughter bubbles up from your chest as the world twirls around you, the warmth of his joy infectious.

“Hi, Woo!” you manage to say as he sets you down, a grin plastered across your face. Your arms linger over his neck and his hands rest comfortably on your waist, grounding you.

As you pull back slightly to meet his gaze, you can’t help but notice the bright spark in his eyes. Your laughter fades into a soft smile, but your attention is drawn to the figures approaching behind him. You glance over Wooyoung’s shoulder and spot Yeosang and San making their way toward you.

“Hey there, pretty,” Yeosang greets you, his voice smooth and playful as he approaches. With a gentle ruffle of your hair and you can’t help but scrunch your nose.

“Hi, Yeo,” you reply, your smile brightening.

As you shift your gaze toward San, who is already heading toward the stairs

“Hi, San” you say casually.

“Hey, baby,” San replies, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he glances back at you. He continues his ascent up the steps, leaving you momentarily speechless, heat creeping into your cheeks.

Baby?! The word hangs in the air, reverberating in your mind. You’ve grown accustomed to the nicknames the boys throw around—“Pretty” and “Darling” being favorites. But this was different. Especially coming from San.

“Are you blushing?” Wooyoung’s teasing voice snaps you back to reality, his arms still resting firmly on your waist, pulling you closer against him. You gasp, momentarily taken aback by his closeness, and lightly hit his shoulder in protest.

“No,” you retort, attempting to wriggle free from his playful grip, though part of you doesn’t really want to let go.

“Yes, you are! You’re blushing from San calling you ‘Baby’!” Wooyoung’s laughter rings out, bright and infectious, as he tugs you closer, clearly enjoying your flustered state.

“Woo, pleaseee!” you exclaim, feeling heat rise to your cheeks. You instinctively hide your face in your palms, wishing you could disappear for just a moment while he continues to chuckle at your embarrassment.

“Stop tormenting Y/N,” Yeosang interjects with a warm laugh, settling onto the couch next to Yunho, who shares an amused glance with him.

“Okay, okay. Sorry, baby~” Wooyoung concedes, finally releasing his hold on you and ruffling your hair affectionately. You pout at him, annoyed yet endearing, before making your way over to Yeosang.

You plop down next to him, grateful for the comforting presence. He wraps an arm around your shoulders, grounding you as you cross your arms defensively.

“Woo is teasing me,” you grumble, glancing back at Wooyoung with mock irritation.

“Shall I teach him a lesson, baby?” Yeosang teases, his tone playful yet somehow serious, a smirk on his face that only deepens the blush creeping up your neck. You straighten up at his words, trying to regain your composure, but the sight of Wooyoung, Yunho, and Yeosang erupting into laughter only adds to your embarrassment.

“I’m leaving,” you joke, standing up from the couch in a mock huff, unable to suppress the smile tugging at your lips as their laughter follows you.

“Nooooo, don’t leave!” Wooyoung whines dramatically, his footsteps echoing behind you as you quicken your pace. You can’t help but smile to yourself, the lighthearted chase adding a thrill to the moment. Just as you pick up speed, the front door swings open with a creak, and Hongjoong steps inside, a look of confusion etched on his face.

Seizing the opportunity, you dash toward him, wrapping your arms around his waist in a spontaneous embrace.

“Hongjoong! Woo is bullying me!” You bury your face against his chest, the comforting warmth of his presence instantly calming your flustered nerves. Hongjoong’s laughter vibrates through his chest, a rich, melodic sound that makes you grin even wider.

“Quit it, Woo,” he calls over your shoulder, raising a fist playfully in Wooyoung’s direction.

Wooyoung laughs in response, bowing in mock submission before dashing back toward the couch, his antics only further adding to your amusement. You pull back slightly to look up at Hongjoong, who can’t help but chuckle at the scene unfolding around him.

“Hey, darling,” he greets, his tone warm and familiar.

“Hi, Joong,” you reply, your smile softening as he pulls you into a proper hug. The embrace is secure and reassuring, a moment of connection amidst the playful chaos. You relish the feeling, grateful for his presence as you enjoy a brief escape from the teasing and laughter surrounding you.

———

As all the boys eventually come home, You gathered around the coffee table, a vibrant spread of takeout containers laid out like a feast. The aroma of spicy noodles, savory dumplings, and sweet-and-sour dishes wafted through the air, making your stomach rumble in anticipation. The low hum of conversation filled the room as everyone dug in, recounting the events of their day.

Seonghwa, seated beside you, had an endearing habit of piling dumplings onto your plate. With each tender morsel, he would smile and say, “Try this one.”

You giggled, the warmth of his gesture making your heart flutter. In return, you picked up a dumpling and delicately placed it on his plate.

“Thank you, Hwa,” you said, your voice light with affection.

From across the table, Wooyoung piped up, his playful demeanor shining through.

“I want one too, baby” he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he leaned forward.

You shot him a glare, sticking your tongue out in a playful protest. His laughter filled the room, infectious and bright, coaxing a smile from you despite your feigned annoyance. With a resigned sigh, you grabbed another dumpling and placed it on Wooyoung’s plate, unable to resist his charm.

“Ah, just a reminder that we’re all going to XIK’s party tomorrow,” Hongjoong announced, slurping on his noodles.

At the mention of the party, Jongho turned to you, his expression earnest.

“Y/N, do you want to come with us?” His tone was inviting, encouraging you to join in on the fun.

You hesitated, the idea swirling in your mind.

“Mm… I’m not sure,” you replied, uncertainty creeping into your voice.

“It’s up to you if you want to go, darling.” Mingi chimed in.

“I’ll ask Jia if she’s going,” you decided, feeling a spark of hope. The boys nodded in agreement, their attention returning to the food, laughter echoing as they shared stories and playful jabs.

———

As the boys gradually dispersed to engage in their own pursuits around the house, you found yourself following Yunho. The lingering memory of your recent make-out session played in your mind, a mix of warmth and anticipation. You recalled how he had been about to say something just before the moment was interrupted, and that thought kept tugging at you.

You followed him quietly as he made his way towards the stairs. He seemed to sense your presence, glancing back with a knowing smile that made your heart race. As he reached for your hand, his fingers intertwined with yours, a comforting warmth spread through you. Together, you ascended the staircase, the soft creak of the wooden steps underscoring the intimacy of the moment.

“What are you doing?” you asked, curiosity lacing your voice as you entered his room behind him.

“Mm, nothing much. Just going to finish up this project,” Yunho replied, settling into his chair at the desk and opening his laptop. The soft glow of the screen illuminated his face, highlighting the focused determination in his eyes.

You wandered toward the edge of his bed, the comforter neatly arranged, contrasting with the organized chaos of his desk. As you took in your surroundings, your gaze drifted over the walls adorned with photos capturing memories of laughter and friendship, and a collection of figurines that reflected his interests and quirks. It was a glimpse into his world, and you felt a sense of belonging wash over you. Yunho looked up from his screen, a smile breaking across his face.

“Something on your mind, pretty?” His tone was playful, but there was an undercurrent of sincerity that made your heart flutter. You shook your head, hesitant to reveal too much, yet the eye contact held you captive.

He pushed his chair closer to you, grasping your hands gently. The warmth of his touch sent a thrill through you as he pressed a soft kiss to your palm, rubbing it affectionately. You felt the world outside fade away, leaving just the two of you suspended in this intimate moment.

“Were you going to say something earlier? Before Woo and them came home?” you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper. The question hung in the air, laced with anticipation.

Yunho chuckled, a deep, warm sound that reverberated in your chest.

“I was,” he admitted, pulling you gently onto his lap. The shift in position felt electrifying, and your heart raced at the closeness, your legs resting beside his.

“What were you going to say?” You began to fiddle with the collar of his shirt.

“Hmm… should I tell you?” He teased.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” You responded. He chuckled again.

“I’m joking Y/N” He leans back in his seat and keeps his hands on your waist.

“I was just going to tell you… that first summer we met working in the university library I was so intrigued by you. And then the second summer we spent together I think I really fell for you.“ Yunho says casually as he looked down for a moment, his fingers still gently rubbing your waist. When he met your gaze again, there was a sincerity in his eyes that sent a rush of warmth through you.

“How so?” you asked, genuinely curious, your heart fluttering at his words.

He leaned back slightly, contemplating as if choosing his next words carefully. “Hmm... I don’t know how to explain it exactly. It was the way we shared our conversations so effortlessly, you know? It always stuck with me. We could talk about anything—books, dreams, silly anecdotes from our lives—and it felt so natural, so easy.”

He paused, a thoughtful expression crossing his face, and you felt the warmth of his gaze envelop you. “You’re gorgeous, too,” he added, his voice dropping to a softer tone. “And for some reason, I always found myself thinking about you at the most random times. Like, I’d be in class, trying to focus on a lecture, and suddenly, there you were in my mind, laughing at something I said. It caught me off guard how often you crossed my thoughts.”

As he spoke, you could see the sincerity in his eyes, a blend of admiration and something deeper. You couldn’t help but giggle at Yunho’s heartfelt confession, the sincerity of his words striking a chord within you. The sound of your laughter caught his attention, and he raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk spreading across his face.

“Why are you laughing at me?” he whined teasingly, feigning indignation while his eyes sparkled with mischief.

“I’m not!” you protested, a soft laugh escaping your lips as you cupped your hand against his cheek, your thumb brushing lightly over his skin. The warmth of his presence enveloped you, making it hard to suppress your smile.

“I’ve always liked you, Yunho,” you said, your voice sincere as you locked eyes with him. A smile broke out across his face, and before you could say another word, he pulled you into a tight embrace.

“I’m so glad you’re ours now,” he sighed in relief, his voice muffled as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. You could feel the warmth radiating from him, and it sent a rush of happiness coursing through you.

You giggled at his affectionate gesture, playfully running your fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands slip between your fingers.

———

The next day arrived more swiftly than you had anticipated, the morning light filtering through your curtains and casting a soft glow across your room. You lay sprawled across your bed, the comforter slightly rumpled beneath you, remnants of a restless night clinging to the sheets.

Turning your head, you glanced at the clock on your nightstand. The bright digits blinked back at you, reading 11:30 a.m. You remembered how late you had stayed up after returning home from the ATZ house, determined to cram in those last-minute assignments so you could enjoy a free weekend without the weight of unfinished homework hanging over your head.

With a resigned sigh, you stretched your arms above your head. You realized that you still hadn’t messaged Jia to ask if she would be attending XIK’s party tonight, and the thought nagged at you.

Reaching for your phone on the bedside table, the screen lit up under your touch as you navigated to your messages.

Y/N: Are you going to XIK’s party tonight?

Jia: Of course i am! hbu?

Y/N: Maybe

Jia: Ooooh this is a first. let’s go! I haven’t seen you in a while. I miss my bestie :(

Y/N: do you? don’t you remember you ditched me at your own party?

Jia: Hehe~ sorryyyyy. Please go! I promise I’ll be with you this time!

Y/N: Hm no need Jiji. I’ll see you at the party later.

Jia: wdym no need?

Jia: hellloooo Y/N??????

Y/N: Nothing I’ll see you later.

You sighed, turning off your phone and letting the silence envelop you for a moment. The quiet of your room was comforting, and you decided to rest your eyes a little longer, allowing the remnants of sleep to linger just a bit more. The soft light streaming through the window painted the walls with gentle hues, creating a serene atmosphere that made it easy to drift.

After a few moments of peace, you finally stirred, shaking off the remnants of drowsiness. You swung your legs over the side of the bed, feeling the coolness of the wooden floor beneath your feet.

You made your way to the bathroom, splashing cool water on your face and running a brush through your hair. As you looked in the mirror, you realized you still hadn’t told the boys that you were planning to attend XIK’s party. In resolution, you decided you’ll surprise them. The thought of their reactions brought a smile to your face.

Not wanting to rush your day, you decided to arrive a few hours later than the given time.

———

You took your time getting ready, savoring the anticipation of the evening ahead. Standing in front of the mirror, you carefully curled your hair, letting the soft waves cascade around your shoulders. You changed into a snug cami top that hugged your figure just right, pairing it with some loose, low-rise jeans that felt both comfortable and effortlessly stylish. After slipping into a pair of shoes, you grabbed your purse, ensuring you had everything you might need for the night. With a final glance in the mirror, you stepped out of your apartment.

The night air was cool against your skin as you walked to the curb where your Uber awaited. You slid into the back seat, giving the driver the address to the XIK house. The drive was short, and as you watched the familiar streets pass by, you felt the energy of the night building within you.

When the car finally came to a stop, you thanked the driver and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Instantly, you were greeted by the thumping bass of music that vibrated through the air, wrapping around you like a warm embrace. As you looked up, you were met with a lively scene: a flock of people gathered in the front yard, their laughter and chatter mingling with the music, creating an atmosphere charged with excitement.

As you stepped into the XIK house, you greeted familiar faces illuminated by the soft glow of string lights. Each step deeper into the house filled you with a rush of excitement, the energy of the gathering palpable.

“Y/N! I was wondering where you were!” a cheerful voice called out, cutting through the lively chatter. You turned to see Jia, her radiant smile brightening the room as she held onto Mina, who stood beside her, equally animated. Without hesitation, Jia rushed over and wrapped you in a warm hug. You laughed, feeling a wave of joy wash over you. Mina handed you a drink—a vibrant concoction that sparkled enticingly under the ambient lights.

“Here, this will kick off your night!” she said with a playful grin. You accepted it with a smile, raising the cup in a toast to friendship before savoring the refreshing flavors.

Shortly after you moved through the house. You scanned the room, your gaze searching for any sign of ATZ. You walked outside to the backyard and see various people sitting in the pavilion and dancing. You shift your gaze to the bar and see a familiar face. You grin and make your way to the bar.

Wooyoung is sitting comfortably as he talks to an old friend. His black hair is slightly gelled on the sides with some strands hanging out and a pair of sunglasses rest above his head. His ridiculously handsome face shifted into a smile as he continues his conversation, not noticing you walking towards him.

“Is this seat taken?” you asked playfully, a teasing lilt in your voice.

Wooyoung turned his head sharply towards you, a smirk instantly forming on his lips as recognition washed over his features. “I’ll catch up with you later, man,” he said, shaking his friend's hand with a friendly nod before the guy walks away, leaving you two alone.

“Hey, baby. I didn’t think you were coming,” Wooyoung said, his tone warm and inviting as he shifted closer, effortlessly hooking an arm around your waist. You could already tell he was buzzed.

“I’m here,” you replied with a soft smile, your heart skipping at his familiar touch.

“Where’s everyone else?” you asked, scanning the yard for any sign of the other boys.

“Probably play pool, chatting with friends—they’re somewhere around here,” he chuckled, leaning back slightly to get a better look at you, his gaze lingering as if he was taking in every detail. You felt a flutter of warmth under his attentive gaze, and you couldn't help but playfully fiddle with the loosely buttoned collar of his shirt,

“You look sexy baby” Wooyoung whispered followed by another chuckle.

“You too” you wink playfully at him. Wooyoung bites his lips and taps your waist lightly.

“Come on, let’s go find the rest of the boys” He grabs your hand and walks through the crowd of people with you. Wooyoung led you down to the lower level of the house, where the vibrant energy of the party took on a more relaxed vibe. The space opened up to reveal several pool tables and a dartboard, the soft sounds of laughter and clinking shot glasses blending into a lively symphony. As you scanned the room, your eyes quickly found the rest of your men, huddled together and some engaged in a game of pool.

With a playful grin, Wooyoung whistled sharply, and in an instant, heads turned towards you two. The sight of your familiar faces ignited a wave of warmth within you, their eyes lighting up with recognition and excitement.

“There’s our Sweetheart!” Mingi shouted, his voice booming above the noise. Making your way through the room, you took turns greeting each member and sharing whispered conversations for a while. When you decided to turn your attention to San, you see him perched casually on a stool with a bottle of beer in his hand. His relaxed demeanor radiated charm, and you felt a flutter of anticipation as you approached him.

“Hey, Sannie,” you say nonchalantly.

“Hey, baby,” he replied, a playful smirk on his lips as he took a swig from his bottle.

You tried to ignore the blush that crept into your cheeks, unsure if it was the alcohol coursing through your system or the teasing glimmer in his eyes that made you feel this way. Things between you and San were still awkward. The most you two would share were greetings and occasional teasing banters. Completely ignoring the drink in your hand, you confidently reach towards San’s beer bottle in his hand and take a swig. He raises an eyebrow and chuckles.

“Don’t get a head of yourself Y/N” San says as he grabs the bottle from your hand, and gets up to play a game of pool.

The night wore on, the atmosphere thick with laughter and music. You found yourself nestled comfortably next to Wooyoung, his arm draped casually over your shoulders, pulling you closer as you both watched the rest of the members play pool. Wooyoung leaned in, his breath warm against your ear as he whispered teasing compliments that sent shivers down your spine. Each soft brush of his fingers against your bare skin ignited a wave of heat that coursed through your body. You couldn't help but smile at his antics, feeling the buzz of excitement mix with the effects of the drinks.

After a while, you felt the urge to excuse yourself.

“I need to use the bathroom,” you whispered to Wooyoung, your voice barely above the lively sounds surrounding you. He nodded, a knowing look in his eyes as he took your hand. Together, you made your way back upstairs, and he guides you through the crowd. Wooyoung waited outside the bathroom door, leaning against the wall casually while you slipped inside to relieve yourself.

Once you finished, you opened the door, but before you could step out, Wooyoung suddenly pushed you back inside. You yelped in shock, your heart racing at the unexpected movement. He quickly wrapped you in a tight hug, his laughter filling the small space.

“What are you doing?” you giggled, your cheeks flushing as the buzz of the night intensified the thrill of the moment. The sudden intimacy of the situation made your heart race. Wooyoung held you close, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Just wanted a moment alone with you,” he replied, his tone light yet sincere. He lifts you swiftly and sits you on top of the counter. His hands rest on your hips and your arms wrapped around his neck. There’s a brief silence before you decide to speak.

“Wooyoung…” You say his name softly. His forehead is against yours. He hums in response as his eyes moves to your lips.

“kiss me?” you say in a whisper.

“Fuck Y/N” Wooyoung groans as he takes your lips onto his. The kiss is messy. Both of you fighting for dominance.

Somehow this make-out session sobers you both. His strong hands caress your waist and his soft plush lips devoured yours. His tongue swiped over your lips a few times, resulting in a whimper from you. Wooyoung’s mouth begins to move towards your neck, softly leaving kisses along your collar bone. Your hands are buried in his hair as he continues to mark your neck. You try to hold back a moan… when suddenly you two are interrupted by a loud bang on the door.

“Helloooo?! Other people need to use the bathroom!”

Fuck. You mentally curse to yourself. It’s Jia’s voice.

Wooyoung pulls away from your neck and is about to shout in response for the interruption but you quickly cover his mouth with your hand.

“A-Ah Jia! It’s Y/N! Thank god it’s you! I need a sanitary pad! I’ve been stuck in here!” You shout behind the door as you stutter to come up with an excuse. You bite your lip in anticipation, hoping Jia would fall for your bluff.

“Y/N?! Oh my gosh! okay I’ll be right back I have one in my purse” Jia responds and quickly leaves.

In panic you release your hand from Wooyoung’s mouth and jump off from the counter. Wooyoung smirks at you as you begin to push him towards the door.

“You go first I’ll meet you later!” you hastily whisper. Wooyoung chuckles at your flustered state and reaches towards your waist, trying to pull you into another kiss. “Woo please!” you whine pushing him further.

Effortlessly, Wooyoung leans in, capturing your lips in one last heated kiss that sends a rush of warmth through your entire body. Reluctantly, you broke the kiss, your heart racing as you unlocked the bathroom door and gently pushed him out into the hallway. Taking a deep breath, you let out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the cool bathroom wall. Your cheeks felt flushed, the heat radiating from them as you patted them lightly, trying to cool down from the lingering effects of heated session.

You glanced at the door, waiting for Jia to arrive, and your mind can’t help but replay the smug look on Wooyoung’s face before he left the bathroom…

End of Chapter 3….

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Author’s note: Finally chapter three! sorry I took so long to update! I hope you all enjoyed! thank you again for the huge support! Don’t forget to comment or message me if you’d like to be apart of the tag list!

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"Like ohmygod!!! Explode and die!!!" Everyday she has to go through something... It's honestly so tragic because why her? Why does she have to go through something? All these somethings happening to her. It's bullshit! She's way to cute for this! And pink! And well-behaved but not so well-behaved that she's boring! And the worst part is living in a place like this, surrounded by people who can exclaim Explode And Die! and the person will actually explode and die, makes you feel pretty ineffectual. Her monster cat boss (Grim) has since shuffled off elsewhere in the middle of her lament, melodramatic complaining so she was left to her own devices in Sam's shop. Yuyu's got no issue talking to herself so she bides her time continuing her guffawing to a mannequin head instead. Pitiful... she was so wrapped up in her theatrics though that she no longer knew why she was in here or what she was getting. Nonetheless blowing off steam helped her and next thing she knew she's bringing what is clearly a display mannequin up to the front counter. "Hiii..." the most downtrodden hiiii ₊˚ෆ ~ you ever did hear, "Just this please..."

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Can I get a smut with yunho that involves pray hunter kink and lil navel play

Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

🧊ice cold plan🧊

bf!yunho x gf!reader

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navel play, pray/hunter kink, temperature play, ice play, teasing, pet names, control

a/n: hii sorry for taking so long with it, and sorry if it's not the best, i am with post concert flu right now and i wanted to at least upload something ❤️‍🩹

You crouched inside the closet, holding your breath as you played hide and seek with your boyfriend.

“Where are you?~” Yunho’s voice lilted through the room, his footsteps echoing with each slow, deliberate step.

Your heart pounded against your ribs as you peeked through the small gap in the door. The air felt thick with anticipation.

When Yunho stopped right in front of the closet, you instinctively covered your mouth with your hand, afraid even the sound of your breath might give you away.

“Where’s my pretty girl?” Yunho mused, his voice teasing as he lingered for a moment before turning away.

You let out a quiet breath, relief washing over you—until the closet door suddenly swung open. A gasp barely left your lips before Yunho’s large hand wrapped around your wrist, yanking you out with a triumphant grin.

“You thought you could hide from me?” Yunho murmured, tilting his head as his dark eyes locked onto yours.

Before you could react, his grip tightened, and he dragged you toward the bed with a slow, deliberate pull, his expression unreadable yet utterly captivating.

“What am I gonna do with you now…?” Yunho murmured, his voice low as he pinned you against the bed.

His fingers trailed up your skin, rolling your shirt higher with a wicked smile, his eyes gleaming with something unreadable.

Yunho’s gaze flickered to the nightstand, landing on the glass filled with water and ice. A slow smirk curved his lips as he picked it up, taking a deliberate sip.

At first, you didn’t understand—until he set the glass back down and turned to you, a single ice cube now held between his teeth.

Your breath hitched. Now you knew.

Yunho’s fingers trailed lower, pushing your shirt up past your bra, his touch deliberate and teasing.

Without warning, he let the ice cube drop onto your skin. A sharp gasp escaped your lips as the cold sent a shiver down your spine, contrasting against the warmth of his gaze.

Yunho remained silent, his eyes watching you intently. The only sound in the room was your sharp, unsteady breaths, each gasp breaking the heavy silence.

The ice melted against your skin, sending chills through your body, but his warmth lingered close, a stark contrast that left you breathless.

Yunho leaned in, capturing the ice cube between his teeth once more, dragging it lower with agonizing slowness. The cold traced a path down your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

When it reached your navel, he let it settle there, the melting ice sending cool rivulets down your stomach. His lips followed, pressing soft, lingering kisses around the sensitive skin, the contrast between warmth and cold making you shiver.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging at the roots as a quiet gasp left your lips. Yunho stilled for a moment, then slowly lifted his gaze to meet yours.

Your breath hitched.

His eyes were dark—intense, unwavering—locked onto you like a predator savoring the moment before striking.

The ice cube had melted, leaving only the cool remnants on your skin, soothing the warmth that had built up. Yunho’s gaze dropped, his eyes darkening even more as his tongue gently flicked over the remaining puddle in your bellybutton, his movements slow and deliberate. 

“Yuyu…” you whined softly, gazing down at him with a mix of anticipation and longing.

“Shh,” Yunho smiled, his eyes glinting mischievously. He reached for the glass again, picking up another ice cube. With a slow, purposeful motion, he dropped it onto your skin, then leaned down, holding it between his teeth. He hummed quietly, the cold sensation dragging lower, teasingly inching toward the hem of your shorts.

His eyes never left yours as the cold ice continued its slow journey, each movement deliberate, each breath you took more shallow than the last. When it finally reached the waistband of your shorts, he stopped, letting the ice melt completely against your skin. The tension in the room hung thick, and you were left breathless, waiting for whatever would come next.

Yunho’s smile softened, his eyes still dark with intensity, but there was a gentleness now as he pulled the ice away, his fingers tracing your skin with a final, teasing touch. “I think that’s enough for now,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble, his breath warm against your skin.

You looked at him, heart racing, unsure whether to laugh or sigh in relief—perhaps both.

[peacheeeliz]

025. only for you pretty (wc: 946)

Your heart pounds out of your chest, too many thoughts racing through your mind to remember the sweating iced coffee sitting in front of you. Despite having talked to Yuyu for over a month now, now you know who he actually was; Jung Yunho, the man you've said too many embarrassing things about. Your leg shook intensely, shaking the café table ever so slightly. You grabbed a hold of your coffee, making sure it didn't tip over.

Your phone buzzes with texts from Wooyoung, questioning if you were really going to meet Yunho, but you just ignored them and turned your phone on silent. As much as you knew it was wrong, especially with everything going on with Yunho's Twitch account, you just couldn't stop yourself when you received his text. You were walking out your front door before you even knew it, heading down to the café almost subconsciously.

“Y/N?” A deep voice behind you speaks up, sending a chill down your spine. You're hesitant to face him, but after a deep breath, you allow yourself to turn around.

A tall figure stands in front of you, clad in a baseball cap and a black mask to cover her face. But beneath all of that, you can still see the sweet eye smile you've fawned over for the last six years. “Hey,” he says shyly, still pretty confident to look you up and down.

You smile softly at him, “hey.” That's all you say before a silence falls over the two of you. It seems he's just as nervous as you are, as he's picking at his fingernails and avoiding eye contact with you.

When he finally locks eyes with you, his eyes do falter upwards a bit, and he brings a hand up to tuck a stand of hair behind your ear. “You look so much prettier in person,” he tells you, blush rising to his ears.

Now it's your turn to avoid eye contact, covering your pink tinted cheeks shyly. “Thanks,” you respond quietly, looking back at his face for just a second. “Wish I could say the same, but you're pretty covered up right now.”

He lets out a pained laugh, “yeah, sorry. As much as I wanted to see you, I didn't think it'd be best to get caught up in another scandal.”

You reach your hand out to grab his, “don't apologize. I understand.” You can see his eyes softening as they look down at you. “Let's get you something to drink, and then maybe we can walk around.”

The two of you walked alongside the river in silence, and the both of you were too nervous to say anything. While you were busy looking at how beautiful the city looked at night, his eyes stayed glued to your figure. He wasn't kidding when he said you looked prettier in person. He was in awe of the way your eyes sparkled under the city lights and the way you would turn back to him with a big smile every now and then. Even when all media eyes were on him, he had never felt more comfortable.

“I'm sorry I never told you,” he starts, finally looking away from you. “I really wanted to, I did. I was just… Nervous. I don't know, no matter what Wooyoung told me, I always doubted that something would go wrong.”

“Stop apologizing. You did nothing wrong, hun,” you tell him, smiling at how he avoids your gaze. You reach down again, grabbing his hand as you continue forward. “I don't care that you didn't tell me, and I wouldn't care if it took you months to eventually tell me. I understand why you didn't, so please don't beat yourself up over it.”

He looks back at you, a small smile forming behind his mask. “You mean it?”

“Of course,” you respond. “It wouldn't matter who you are, I care about you no matter what.”

“I'm sure it helps that I have good-looking hands, huh?” He teases, the right corner of his lip tilting up. He enjoys watching the blood rise to your face again, “oh, pretty, you are the one that needed me biblically, right?”

With your free hand, you swat at his bicep. “Shut up,” you say quietly. “You're never going to stop bringing that up, are you?”

He raises your joined hands up, pulling his mask down for a quick second to leave a soft kiss on the top of your hand. “Never,” he says, his smirk now on display. “Wooyoung says you're always so bold on your private account. What's wrong now?”

You watch as he pulls his mask up, but the image of his sly smirk is engraved into your mind. “And you're always a shy mess. What's wrong now?” You tease back, but you're still too shy to look back at him. Your eyes trail the cityscape, not missing when Yunho's thumb starts caressing your skin.

He stops in his place, pulling you back into his arms. He rests one of his hands on your waist while the other travels up your side to grab onto your chin. “I'm a shy mess, huh?” He asks, tilting your head up so your eyes meet.

Despite his actions, his movements are gentle. You notice the softness still present in his eyes and the redness of his ears that shine bright under the park lights. You push your nervousness to the side, bringing your hand up to cup his cheek. You smile up at him, noticing the slight glow of red beaming from under his mask. “The biggest mess.”

“Only for you, pretty,” he responds, smiling back at you. “Only for you.”

synopsis ⤏ you're trying to peacefully build your starter house on the empires server when your neighbor so rudely (accidentally) kills you, starting the biggest war on the server just one day in.

a/n: i'm allergic to angst so here's soft yucloudz 🤲🤲🥴

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