#im gonna post a hueningkai one soon

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I love rereading your stuff every night before I go to bed so i can daydream about cutesy stuff because its just sooo cute and everything it's so good!!

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or else what? —hueningkai x fem!reader | enemies to enemies with benefits(?). NSFW/MDNI!

cw. mean dom!kai, reader and kai are mean to each other, feat. soob and yj and their partners for a very short amount of time (not in smut part tho), camping, reader is a type A boss bitch kinda person, mentions of rain, kissing, hair pulling, mean names (slut, stupid, dumb, loser), pet names (baby), sex, light restraining, ruined orgasms, biting, nipple play, some dacryphilia, maybe a lil bit of publicness? (theyre at a campsite but implied no one else can hear anything), creampie, reader is embarrassed that she did stuff w kai and tells him, reader has a dog, reader is good at video games, chubby!reader implied, lmk if i missed anything! notes. im usually not one for mean stuff, im way more of a softie, so i tried something new but im quite nervous about it. oh! and this is based off a thought i posted the other week. lmk what ya think ;) smut under cut. wc. 4.1K

“Why are you being nice to him?” You snap at your dog who is currently greeting your friends at your front door. Normally, you wouldn’t mind, of course, but they have taken a particular liking for Kai. Apparently, you’re the only person in the world that hates him. Kai that is. The constant laughing, the sickeningly sweet optimism, and his sheer humility—it all screams fake to you.

You hate every little thing about him and he hates you right back. The way you disagree with everything he says just because, how you’re always pointing out when he’s wrong, how you seem to be depressingly pessimistic. You put up with each other for the sake of your friends—not everyone in every friend group has to get along, right? 

“Nice to see you too.”

“Someone separate them please?” Soobin asks. “I can’t deal with another argument right now.” He rubs his temple out of caution.

Everyone’s over for a game night—Soobin, his partner, River, as well as Yeonjun, and your best friend, Sage, who has been in an on-again-off-again relationship with him since they met. Right now, they’re off, but definitely still friendly. 

“How about some Smash Bros?”

“No,” you say to Kai. “Mario Kart.” 

“River and I have been talking about playing Smash Bros all day.”

“Not my problem.”

“How about we take a vote?” He suggests. You reluctantly agree, watching as you’re the only one that raises your hand to play Mario Kart before you glare at Sage, guilting them into voting for it too. Regardless of their vote, though, it’s still four against two. Kai sticks out his tongue at you just to rub it in your face. God, you hate it when he wins. 

“Maybe you should stop pouting,” Sage says, nudging your shoulder. “Beat him in the next round. You know you’re better than anyone here.” You take the opportunity to easily—and quickly—beat Kai in a one-on-one match. Now it’s his turn to pout while he grabs a snack. 

Luckily, everyone makes it through the night without any blood or tears shed but when the group’s annual camping trip comes up, the cold weather mixed with the prolonged close proximity to people leads to a grumpy Kai arguing with an even grumpier you. 

The reason behind the initial argument is long forgotten—you’re seemingly arguing over anything and everything from you stopping too often to take pictures to him taking sips from your water bottle, which he insists was an accident. Everyone’s keeping you two as far apart from each other as possible, with him leading the pack and you bringing up the rear. 

“It looks like it’s gonna rain soon,” River points out. “We should probably set up camp.” Everyone agrees, setting sights for the campsite. 

“What do you think about this spot over here, Sage?” You ask but are immediately answered with the guiltiest look from them, eyes glancing between you and Yeonjun. “Don’t tell me.” You roll your eyes for what feels like the millionth time that day. “You’re back together?” You ask quietly.

“Please don’t be mad,” they say. “It’s going really well this time.” 

“I didn’t bring another tent.” 

“Kai’s tent is huge,” Sage says, loud enough for Kai to hear, as if they’re making a suggestion to him. “Can she stay with you?” 

“I thought Yeonjun was sleeping in my tent.” 

“I was gonna stay in Sage’s,” Yeonjun responds, with an attempted wink. Everyone looks between each other, dodging each other’s eyes, no one wanting to give in. Everyone’s desperate to stay with their partners but you and Kai are desperate to not spend a single second alone together. Soobin and River won’t budge. Sage’s pleading eyes looking at you added to the pleading eyes Yeonjun sends Kai, you look at each other before he finally agrees—

“Fine,” Kai says, dropping the poles to the ground. “You gotta finish setting it up though. I’m gonna go get some water and refill the cooler with ice,” he says, leaving you with an impossible task. There’s a reason you didn’t bring your own tent.

Struggling with the tent for at least thirty minutes, it’s even less put together than when Kai turned the task over to you. The two couples have snuggled into their tents for the night and the drizzle is quickly turning into a downpour. Soaked, cold, and annoyed, Kai’s making his way back to you, anger etched all over his face when he doesn’t have a dry tent to walk into. 

“Do you not know how to put a tent up?”

“No, actually I don’t.”

“I could’ve set up three tents by now,” he says, but doesn’t have time to be much madder—he’s gotta get a roof over his own head. Without speaking, he takes over completely, getting it up in about ten minutes. It would’ve been quicker if he didn’t have to work in the rain. 

Settling in, you try to dry the parts of the interior that got wet from the rain, but it doesn’t help much. He peels off his now-soaked shirt and searches for a dry one. 

“Ah, that was my last t-shirt.”

“I’m sorry. I tried—”

“I don’t care,” he stops you, holding his hand up.

Falling silent, you change the subject, “What took you so long anyway?”

“I was talking to someone at the ice machine for a while,” he says matter-of-factly, holding up his laptop. “Wanna watch a movie before bed?” 

“No.” You lay your head on the stupid camping pillow hoping for some rest. But your plan is disrupted by the blaring trumpets of a movie intro. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Watching a movie.” 

“Turn it off.” 

“I didn’t ask for permission to watch it,” he points out. “I asked if you wanted to join me.”

“Isn’t it gonna bother the other campers?”

“Doubt they can hear it.”

Frustrated, you roll over and cover your ears. You thought you could sleep through anything, especially with the rain pouring outside, but you were wrong. Eventually, you give up, throwing your pillow down and slamming his laptop shut.

“What are you doing? You asshole—” he snaps, glaring at you. 

“Me? You’re the ass for not letting me sleep,” you fire back, narrowing your eyes. 

“I wasn’t supposed to have you in here anyway,” he mutters. 

“I’m not an asshole,” you say defensively.

“Yes, you are,” he spits. “You always have to have it your way.”

“I’m not having this argument with you,” you say, turning away and trying to block out his escalating anger. You pull the thin camping blanket over your head, desperate for some peace.

He huffs, clearly frustrated, but you ignore it. The sound of rain tapping against the tent becomes your only solace. Minutes pass in silence, each second stretching longer than the last. You can feel his restless energy beside you, the tension almost palpable.

“I can't believe you. You're so annoying,” he says. 

You simply lay there, trying to block out the muttering under his breath. The stickiness of the damp sleeping bags and the cold camping pillow are ridiculously uncomfortable.

Remembering the clean, dry blankets you have stored in the trunk of your car for emergencies and you get up to grab them silently, ignoring his insults. Returning with them, his eyes light up and he asks, “Where did you get those?”

“My car,” you answer nonchalantly, setting up your new bed. You try to salvage what you can of the sleeping bag to have some kind of barrier between the damp tent floor and your blanket, but it’s not perfect. Eventually settling on the makeshift bed, you can feel Kai staring at you through your closed eyelids. “Can I help you?” You ask without opening them.

“Aren’t you gonna share those with me?”

“Why would I?”

“You’re the one that got our other blankets and the tent all wet.” 

“Not my fault you didn’t bring back-up.”

He exasperates, clearly done with you and all your…what does he call it? Selfish nonsense? “I can’t believe I have to share a tent with you. And you get it all wet in here and won’t even share the dry blankets with me?” 

“You think I'm happy about this either?" Your arms flail before you go on one of your famous rants. “I don’t even like camping but I come along with Sage because they’re my best friend and I was looking forward to spending time alone with them to talk but because they decided to start fucking Yeonjun again I have to sleep in a tent with you, which you make me put together even though I don’t know how to put it together so its disgusting in here and you expect me to share my blankets with you? You’re never nice to me why the fuck would I share them with you? You’re always making me look like a bitch in front of everyone when I know you’re just—”

Kai suddenly yanks you by your elbow and says, “Would you please just shut up?” 

Seeing him this mad…you don’t know if he’s ever looked like this. Red in the face, eyebrows furrowed, not to mention he’s still shirtless since all his clothes are soaked. You look over his body—you’ve never seen him before—and you realize just how muscular he is. Broad-shouldered, defined pecs and ripples in his arms, particularly the one gripping you so harshly. 

You smirk at him before saying, “Make me." Looking over your face, he doesn’t know what comes over him. Maybe it's anger or frustration or the ambiance from the sound of rain against the tent and the small camping lamp, but he can’t help it. 

Crashing his lips into yours, you’re taken by surprise. You feel the power his plush lips give off, but only for a second before you push him off. 

“What the hell are you doing?” 

“I don’t–I don’t know, I, uh…” He stutters, trying to find something—anything—to say, but no luck. Looking at each other, something clicks like we need to have each other now. 

You pull him to you by cupping his cheeks and crashing your lips into his quickly, eagerly, desperately. Hands in his hair, his on your hips, he squeezes your chubby thighs, wanting more, but—

“Woah, woah, woah, what’s happening? You and I are making out?” He asks, shock etched across his face as his eyebrows furrow. 

“Well, not anymore.” You look at him confused. “Did you forget you’re the one that kissed me first?”

“That was just so you’d shut up.”

“Don’t act like you don’t want me. I see you staring at my tits all the time.” You smirk at him and his eyes shift, admitting guilt. Realization hits you. “...Is that why you’re such an ass to me? Because you’re sexually frustrated whenever you’re around me? Do you…like me?”

“No,” he says defensively. “I hate you actually. You’re so annoying.” He rolls his eyes. “But the most annoying part about you is how much I wanna fuck you.” Your eyes widen, but a smile slowly spreads across his face before he asks, “Is that why you’re such an ass to me?” Leaning in closer, he examines your face, looking for any sign of weakness. “It is, isn’t it?” You shake your head. “Say it.” 

“Kai.”

“I wanna hear you say you want me.”

The quickest, most disingenuous, “I want you,” comes out of your mouth. Did you really just say that? It’s not like you haven’t noticed how handsome he’d gotten recently, but it’s also not like you’ve ever thought about doing anything. Before tonight, the thought of him even touching you made your skin crawl. But right now, you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anyone more. Reaching for him, you add, “Now shut up and fuck me.” 

Still shirtless from when he peeled off the wet fabric a few minutes ago, he tugs at the hem of your tank top. Slipping it off you, his eyebrows raise at your bare chest—full and needing to be squeezed, which he does immediately. Your nipples perky and hard from arousal and the cool air are simply begging to be sucked. His warm, welcoming and wet lips wrapped around one elicit a sound from you that you hope is covered by the rain outside. 

The others would never let you live it down if they heard you two fucking. 

Mouths all over—his on your nipples and your collarbone, yours on his mouth and his shoulders—it’s a whirlwind of kisses and pure lust. 

“I hate you,” you murmur, adding a nice hair tug for good measure. 

“I hate you too,” he responds. “So much.” The tent, damp from the rain and hot breath warms you up, skin slick with a sheen of sweat. Sleeping bags and blankets ruffle underneath your bodies as you rush to undress each other fully. “You’re so fucking stupid,” he says against your ear. “Don’t even know how to put up a tent. Need my help for everything?”

“You’ve never been any help to me,” you respond. “Plus, we wouldn’t have gotten rained on so much if you didn’t get lost leading everyone. Need your phone for everything? Can’t even handle one short hike? Good for nothing,” you spit. “Except…you’re kind of a good kisser.”

“Wish I could say the same about you.”

“Don’t lie,” you smirk. “I’m an incredible kisser.” He may roll his eyes but he heads straight back for more. “But you’re taking too long. Hurry up,” you say between kisses. Grazing his hand down your hip, he slides two fingers between your pussy lips and—

“You’re that wet for me and I’ve barely even touched you? Desperate slut.” You grab his cock, making him jerk forward, his mouth dropping open.

“You’re already that hard and I’ve barely even touched you? Horny loser.” Without warning, he lines himself up at your entrance and shoves his cock inside you, forcing a yelp from your throat.

Covering your mouth, he leans down, gracing his lips over your earlobe before whispering, “You never shut the fuck up, do you?” And he’s relentless. Fucking you fast and hard, whispering mean, dirty shit in your ear, shivers rolling down your spine at every syllable. “You don’t deserve to feel this good.”

“And you think you deserve this pussy?” You fire right back. Although, he does seem to be winning with the sheer amount of moaning coming from your mouth compared to his controlled sounds and expert movements. You try your best to compose yourself before saying, “A dumb fuck like you doesn’t deserve to even touch my skin.”

“Is that why you gasp when I pinch your nipples?” He asks. You narrow your eyes at him. But he definitely proves himself right. Rolling your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb, basking in the chills it gives you, clearly sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body. You reach to touch his broad chest but he stops you. “Nuh-uh. Hands to yourself,” he says, gripping your wrists harshly and pinning them to the ground. 

Suddenly, you’ve never wanted to touch someone more in your life. The way his skin glistens, muscles looking so strong, a bead of sweat drips between his pecs and you swear you clit twitches. Honestly, you’re in shock. What do you usually do with your hands? Since when has he been like this? An absolute slut? A mean slut at that. But you love it. 

Your hands stay at your side after he moves to squeeze your body again but you can’t help but reach up—you’re desperate to touch him. He halts, lifting his fingers off your tits. 

“Every time you try to touch me without permission, I’ll stop touching you,” he says. You surrender, putting your hands under your back. “Good girl.”

Fuck. That felt nice too. Being degraded is one thing, but getting rewarded for following directions? That’s delicious. Heat rushes to your ears. 

“Please—”

“Ah,” he places his pointer finger over your lips. “I told you to shut up, didn’t I?” You make a show of keeping your mouth closed. “You learn so fast, hm?” You smile—a genuine giddy smile. “So cute,” he whispers, placing a thumb on your clit, circling it gently. 

But when a weak little, “Fuck,” slips out of your mouth, he stops.

“Did I say you could speak?” You shake your head. Running a thumb across the apple of your cheek, he gives you a look somewhere between my pathetic little slut and you’re being such a good girl for me. 

Keeping your mouth shut, your body is in complete bliss, succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure his cock and hands are giving you. You’re positively drunk on his cock, letting him do whatever he wants to you—touch you here, lick and bite you there, kiss on this, suck on that—not only to be his good little slut, but because it feels fucking incredible. He knows what he’s doing, you’ll give him that. 

Then you feel it, your orgasm is slowly approaching, every move he makes pushes you closer and closer to the edge. And he knows it. The little whimpers you make, trying to hold back. The twitches your clit makes. The pulses of your pussy. 

“Aw,” he starts condescendingly. “Is my good little slut gonna come for me?” You nod rapidly, being sure to keep your mouth shut and movements under control. The last thing you want right now is a punishment. Or maybe it’s the thing you want most? The lines are too blurred to tell. “Say it.”

You can barely mumble it, but you manage to croak out, “You’re gonna make me come, Kai.”

“Good girl.” He doesn’t change a single thing. It creeps closer and closer until you can feel your body start to tip over. And then he does something…expected? Surprising? Honestly, you’re not so sure anymore. He stops, your orgasm so close to crashing over you, ruined by this son of a bitch. 

Tears form in your eyes. Was he really doing this to you? This annoying, stupid fucking jerk you’ve hated for years making you cry over his cock? 

“That’s for being such a goddamn nuisance since the day I met you.” 

What do you do now? Be a jerk to him? Overpower him and pin him down? Sit there like a hole needing to be fucked? You decide to go for the last option, hoping he’ll make you come as fast as he can. Although, truthfully, you feel like one swipe across your clit would make you finish you at this point. 

“Tell me you don’t deserve me.” You keep your mouth shut. Gently wrapping his fingers around your throat, you stare at his eyes. He chuckles like he’s proud of you before he says, “You may speak.” 

“I don’t deserve you.” He squeezes harder, almost like he’s saying that’s not enough. “I don’t deserve to feel this good. I don’t deserve your cock. I don’t deserve…anything.” 

“Good girl.” He loosens his grip around your throat. He’s done with his fun now. The ache in both of your bodies is getting unbearable and he’s determined to make you come first. Which he supposes he already did, despite ruining it for you. But he’s gotta get you back to that place before he gets there first.

Returning to the hard and fast pace of fucking you like he was a few minutes ago, his cock slams in and out and out of your pussy, ripples running down your thighs, ass, tits, everywhere. He stares in awe of your perfect tits bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts. 

Your mouth opens and closes like you want to say something, but if you speak without permission, he may stop. You decide to take a chance anyway. 

“Kai…” you squeak out through the rough movements. He responds with a sweet yet sinister smile that says you may speak. “You are gonna let me come, right?”

His eyebrows furrow, face full of pity. He asks, “You think I should?”

“You better or I’ll…” You trail off.

“You’ll what?” He stops moving, therefore earning a pathetic whine from you, trying to protest without words. “What are you gonna do to me?”

Now what’s a good punishment for him? Clearly, he’s used to being the one punishing his sexual partners—you wonder how his other subs have dealt with him being a jerk. You don’t want to overpower him like you thought you did. There’s something about being pinned down like this, letting him do whatever he wants, not having to move an inch. You’re such a powerful woman everywhere else—the type A personality type, which you admit can get overwhelmingly exhausting. 

Letting someone take full control over you like this—it’s relaxing. You wonder how much he’s enjoying himself but you notice the way his eyes flutter when you simply tighten your pussy around his cock, how he hasn’t stopped touching you since you finally let him, hell, he kissed you first. Of course he’s enjoying this. And bingo—you’ve got just enough control to get what you want. 

“I’ll never let you fuck me like this again.” 

Narrowing his eyes at you, it's like he knows that you caught him in the act of something. Cocking his head to the side, he asks, “We can’t let that happen, now can we?”

Somehow, the energy shifts to be even more desperate. Taking out years and years of frustration from hating each other while simultaneously wanting to have sex. Fucking as fast as your bodies will let you, the tent fills with the absolutely obscene noises coming from your mouths. The only reason you aren’t holding back is because the rain beating against the plastic tent and the occasional thunder thankfully covers most of it. 

When one of his thumbs finds your clit, you feel like you’re floating. The air falls out of your lungs, pleasure taking over your body as you relax into your orgasm. You’re drunk, high on his cock and the only thing you’re seeing are stars and that stupid smirk plastered across his face. It rips through your body like lightning, shooting out your toes and fingertips. 

“Talk to me,” he says breathlessly in your ear. But you can’t. You can only manage strangled noises to let him know you’re having an incredible orgasm. 

Coming down from your high, though, you finally say, “Fuck, that felt so good.” 

“Tell me how good.”

“You made me feel so…so fucking good, Kai,” you say, shaking your head, unsure of what else to tell him. Call it post-nut clarity, but why the hell were you having sex with him again? Honestly, who cares? He’s actually pretty hot and he’s damn good at this too. What happens after this? Enemies with benefits? Never mention it again? You make a note to come back to this with him later. But right now, you need to get to the matter at hand. “Why don’t you tell me how good I feel?”

“Oh baby, you feel so good,” he says. “Your pussy might be the only thing I like about you.” He chuckles, his mouth dropping open, undeniably close to his own orgasm. “Well, maybe your pussy and your tits.” Burying his face between them, he bites down on the plush, groaning against your skin. 

“I need you to come inside me, Kai. Please.” 

“Keep talking to me like that.”

And you do. Giving him praise, touching him in all the right places, putting on a show for him. With a few final thrusts, he groans, whispering something you don’t catch, but you feel it. Him coming inside you with a sexy groan, covering your chest in the sloppiest of kisses and bites. 

Catching his breath, he whispers breathlessly, “Damn. That was good.” Sliding out of you, an awkwardness catches up with the two of you. You push yourself up on your elbows, attempting to gather your thoughts. His eyes are still dark with desire as he looks at you with a satisfied smirk. 

“Listen,” you say, covering your chest with your blanket. “This can’t happen again.” His smile drops.

“What?”

“The fact that we did that,” you gesture between the two of you, “never leaves this tent, you hear me?” Cocking his head to the side, he nods awkwardly. “No one can find out about this. God, I’d be so embarrassed. Let’s just…get some sleep.” 

Did you forget about what he said?

Or I’ll never let you fuck my like this again. Using that as a threat if he didn’t let you come meant you wanted to do it again, no? Slowly putting on his boxers again, he agrees, turning away from you to try and get some sleep but, all of a sudden, there’s too much on his mind. 

[huckleberrykai]

hueningkai ~ toaster strudel

pairing: kai x fem!reader summary: kai just wants to frost his favourite pastry before he eats it genre: v fluffy smut, kinda crack vibes too idk warnings: smut obvs, 18+ only minors dni, petnames, fem-bodied reader, penetrative sex, unprotected (don't do that), cunnilingus, cum lol, a few swear words ? this is also the first smut thingy im actually posting so ,, if its bad sorry 🤩 word count: 0.8k click here for my masterlist! THANK U @1004tyun for feeding my thoughts on this >.<

"fuck.. 'm gonna cum pretty," kai whispered into your ear, your leg slung over his shoulder haphazardly as he pushed deeper into you. "me too- ah! kai.."

he thumbed at your clit as he fucked you into the mattress, his pillows looking like a halo around your head~ his pretty angel. "cum with me baby," he breathed out, speeding up his fingers, toying with you and keeping a steady rhythm, fucking you hard and deep.

it didn't take long for the knot in your stomach to snap, and he relished in your cute whines as you rode out your high. he held on for as long as he could while you came, but he could only last so long when you looked so pretty beneath him~

"so cute- ah, shit.." he muttered as he pulled out. he pumped himself a few times as he looked at your fucked out face, sprawled against his bedding as he let your leg drop off his broad shoulder and onto the bed with a thud.

with a sweet whine he released hot, thick ropes of cum onto your tummy - groaning when you gave him a loving smile, glossy eyes staring at him like he was the only thing in the world.

when he finished, your tummy was covered in thick white cum ~ he usually came a lot after all.

he looked away from your cute tummy and back up to your eyes, offering you a big grin as he flopped next to you for a breather. "i love you," he told you sincerely with a kiss. you mumbled out a muffled 'love you too' against his lips as he held your jaw.

"y'know..." he started, sitting back up on his hands, raking over your body with his eyes - still painted with his cum. "you look kinda like a toaster strudel right now," he admitted with a goofy laugh. you scowled at him playfully, but that only made him dolphin laugh harder. "shut uppp," you groaned, covering your face with your hands.

"nuh uh, no no no," kai grabbed your hands, moving them back to your sides, slinging his leg over you and hovering over you. "don't hide, my pretty pastry."

now that one made you chuckle.

"kai!" you couldn't help but laugh as he brought his face close to yours, peppering kisses over your cheeks and trailing them down the centre of your neck, then all over your breasts, avoiding the puddle of his seed on your abdomen. "aw my little toaster strudel.. you're so tasty," he teased. "all messy for me."

your breath became shaky as he massaged your thighs gently. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't turned on at the sight of you covered in cum, and he'd take whatever you'd let him have. "you think i can have my dessert now? hm?"

as silly as he was being, his eyes were full of lust as he began pressing butterfly kisses all over your closed thighs, waiting for your approval. "okay greedy~"

it didn't even take him a second to push your thighs apart and nestle his tongue in your pussy, nudging his nose against your clit, still sensitive from earlier. his haste earned him a gasp, escaping from your pretty lips before he could stop it - which only egged him on further.

he moved up a little to suck on your puffy clit, and giggled at the moan you let out with a mumble of his name. he stopped sucking and buried his face against you.

"nom nom nom~" he joked, almost immediately laughing at himself.

you had to laugh at him, and an awkward chuckle mixed with a moan left your throat as he teased your entrance with his fingers. "my tasty treat, all for me~" he laughs calmed a little, and he attached his lips to your sensitive nub once again as he pushed two thick fingers into you.

soon enough the knot in your stomach began to tighten again as he picked up his pace. your fingers found themselves wound into his fluffy hair and a small, "hyuka.." left your lips - and as if he could sense how close you were he whispered, "come on baby, give me my dessert... cum for me, please. wanna make you feel good~ my little afternoon snack."

just as he said, you came undone on his tongue, biting back another laugh. he couldn't be serious for too long, it was kai after all. he pulled out his fingers and ate you out like you were his last meal, lapping up every last drop you released. "so tasty.. my tasty pastry."

"oh so you're rhyming now too?"

he hummed, moving back up to hover his face over yours again, lips shiny and eyes glazed - the biggest grin on his face. he nodded cheekily ~

"by the way.. they also say snacks taste better in the shower."

"kai nobody has ever said that. wouldn't the snack get soggy?" you teased, tilting your head and playing confused - the shit-eating grin on your face giving you away. he rolled his eyes and grabbed your hands, pulling you up.

"i'm out of pastry puns, shut up and come take a shower with me."

[flwrkisses]

txt having to say goodbye to their partner before tour.

hello lovelies! with txt is on tour soon i thought this was fitting to post! i'm excited for july since i'm seeing the boys in texas!! yay yay! — anyway this was requested back in march... im so sorry for being inactive. i'm slowly finding inspiration and motivation to write again! if you're going to see the boys live please remember to mask up to protect the boys and everyone around you!

REQUEST: "Heyy, I hope you're having a great day! :) I would like to request: txt when they have to say Goodbye to their s/o as they leave for tour. Thanks in advance!"

GENRE: fluff, established relationship! idol! x reader.

✧*:･ﾟyeonjun

he becomes the poutiest boy at the thought of leaving you. he hasn't left you in so long and in fact, he's gotten so used to sleeping next to you that he was unsure as to how it would work when he was on tour. so, when that dreadful morning finally came, he couldn't help but hold you extra tight and give you a few more lingering kisses before getting up out of bed. he'd remind you he loved you over and over and over again until you grow tired of hearing his whiney voice. you'd have to be strong for him, at least until he closed the door because if you cried he'd probably break and stay there with you. when time called, he'd give you a long hug and whisper sweet nothings into your ear, promising to call you as soon as he lands.

✧*:･ﾟsoobin

i'm convinced soobin wouldn't make a big deal about it in the moment. he got used to seeing you everyday and having you around to cuddle when ever, so he didn't think to realize that he probably wouldn't have you at his side anymore... that is until he walked out of your apartment. he walked to the elevator with his suit cases ready to load them up into the company car when he realizes this feeling of missing something. at first he thought he was over reacting over something he might have forgotten to pack but it soon set in that what he was missing was you. he simply turned around and ran back to your shared apartment only to give you a long hug. he'd try not to make eye contact because the thought of leaving you has finally set in and it made him get teary eyed.

✧*:･ﾟbeomgyu

to be very honest he'd tease you the days leading up to his departure. he'd say things like, "when i leave you'll cry because i'm so amazing." which you wouldn't lie, what he said was partly true. although, when the day did come and he was standing at the door way... one of you found it hard to let go. that someone was him. as much as he teased you about crying and not wanting him to leave, at the end of the day it was him who found it hard to let you go and hold back tears. he kept mumbling into your neck about how much he'd miss you, and how you should come with him even though you both knew it wasn't a possibility. luckly, his manager was able to pry the male off you and get him in the van on time for his flight. as he drove off, he rolled down the window and yelled that he loved you and will be back soon.

✧*:･ﾟtaehyun

we all know taehyun is much more rash and logical about things. he'd be preparing both you and himself for the day he had to go. for weeks he had been making sure you'd be able to do things with out him, like open jars, kill bugs, reach shelves. he wanted to make sure you'd be okay without him, even if he knew deep down you both would be missing each other more than anything. because he worked so hard on softening the blow of losing him for a month when the day came you were surprisingly okay. just excited for him to come back as soon as he could. not gonna lie, taehyun lowkey wanted the water works, but your reaction was good too. he left a kiss on your lips and promised he'd come home safely before going on his way and waving at you before getting in the car.

✧*:･ﾟhueningkai

he is definitely is the type to tell you not to think about it until the day comes. he doesn't want his last couple days with you to be sad so, huening suggests taking one day at a time! when the day does come, kai knows he needs to be strong which isnt hard because he doesnt like showing when he's having a hard time anyway. he'd hug you tightly and probably hold on longer than he should showing you that he is going to miss you. he'd peck your lips and kiss your temple before giving you a smile. even if behind the smile he wanted to die inside being without you he didn't want to worry you. after a string of 'i love you's' he'd hurry down to the car waiting for him.

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txt as cliche male leads . . . ♡

PAIRING: txt x gn!reader

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: two curse words

WORD COUNT: 1.0k

A/N: cliche male leads as in typical leads in a romance novel, drama, or any form of media tbh. this is sorta similar to my txt as romance tropes one but anyways. and once again, these are all just my opinion!!

YEONJUN: the popular one

like i said in my txt as romance tropes post

yeonjun just gives off friendly, popular energy

like everyone loves him

and he probably knows it, too

he's the male lead that takes an interest in you because you're not interested in him

and he'd do everything he could in order to get your attention

like he'd strut down the middle of the hallway and wink at you

or go to places where he knows you're at and lean against the wall

but you never really take notice

so he changes his plan by getting closer to you personally

he asks you what music you like and what you're reading and etc

and while he just wanted you to like him (romantically or platonically) at first, he comes to like you a lot

and while he tries to deny his feelings at first, he just falls harder and harder

he's also the type to begin pursuing you immediately after realizing his feelings for you

and would be the romantic type

also would probably have a lot of people chasing him so good luck

SOOBIN: the friendly one

he's probably like your new co-worker or new neighbor or new classmate

he's lowkey popular just cause he's really nice

but he's just an ordinary guy who's really friendly

and with him as the male lead, you're probably the cold type

like you have a resting bitch face

and you work hard and are good at everything, so people either try to flatter you too hard or hate you

either way, you treat them all the same by acting formally towards all of them

and soobin thinks you're great

he admires your hard work and dedication

and he tries everything he can to get close to you

he has no ulterior motive besides thinking you're cool

but you're not actually a bitch

and when you smile slightly and you guys make eye contact, his heart beats faster and his face turns bright red

and he stays by your side not only to learn from you

but also win your heart (when he gains the courage)

BEOMGYU: the rival

you already know where im going with this

he's your rival (whether in academics, sports, etc etc)

and his sole motivation is beating you

you're the best at what you do

but so is beomgyu

and you guys go head-to-head in every competition

and every time one of you wins, you show off to the other

and it just motivates you both to do better next time

and unlike the other members, i think he's liked you for a long time

maybe he knows this already or maybe he doesn't

but he does know that his sole motivation is you, and he can't really explain why

he doesn't understand the passion that he feels whenever he sees you, but he does realize he doesn't want it to go away

and so he keeps on going with your little competition

and maybe throw in a little fake dating and/or angry confession

and you guys will soon be falling in love <3

TAEHYUN: the smart one

i think this could be a tutor trope or older brother's best friend/best friend's older brother trope or something like that

like he's mature and smart and kind

at first, you think that he's really quiet and doesn't take an interest in you at all

but whenever you need help with something, he's always there

like even when he isn't part of the conversation, he'll somehow find out and help

and unlike the other members, i lowkey think you could be the one to fall first

like here's this sweet guy who wants to help with everything

ofc you'd fall for him

but you're also so cute

and he only really offers to help because he can't find it in him to say no

and people tell you this

so you know that he doesn't do these things for just anyone

but maybe you're not the smartest, so you don't really figure it out

but taehyun does, and when he realizes you like him back, he's not gonna take long in telling you how he feels

HUENINGKAI: the puppy

the type to fall in love with you at first sight

and maybe he'd be shy and sorta nervously giggle at everything you say

but once he gets comfortable, he's trailing you around like a lost little puppy :(

like he just looks at you with the most loving eyes and kind smiles that he doesn't give to anyone else

and everyone else can see it

you're the only one who doesn't notice it

and i think he would probably need help from other people (the other members) in getting you to see him like he sees you

like all of them just go to the library and rent out 24 different romance books so that they can study it

and they try every idea they can find

they try the one where hueningkai hugs you from the back and whispers that he misses you

but you're so used to it by now that you just smile and tell him you missed him more

and he blushes and deflates and runs off

and he also tries the one where he gently pushes you against the wall with one arm up, trapping you in front of him

but you guys were in front of a door and just fell when someone opened it

and when he's sad after all his failed attempts, you console him

and when you just see his face when he's looking at you all sad

that's when you fall

A/N: can you tell i really like manhwas and kdramas

(but yeonjun still wants to try the accidental kiss the next day)