#jongin college au

[kpop---scenarios]

Obsession (2)

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Warning: Stalking, Threatening, Launguage

Word Count: 3.8k

Part One

It had been a little over a week since you and Chanyeol fucked, and it had been radio silence. You had hoped he would have texted you by now, but you didn't want to come across as that needy girl. So you kept it cool, until you couldn't keep that cool any longer.

“Oh my god!” Jennie yells. “Did you hear the latest news?” She asks, rolling her eyes. You had been invited for a night out at Baekhyun's apartment with everyone in your new friends group. You had partially expected Chanyeol to have been there and when he wasn't you were disappointed. You liked him and wanted you get to know him more, you also wouldn't have minded fucking around with him again.

“What!?” Lisa asks. Everyone was intently staring at Jennie, impatiently waiting to hear what she had to say.

“A little birdy told me that Chanyeol and Maya got back together.” She says, trying to stifle a giggle. Every single person that sat around Baekhyun's living room table groaned so loudly. Sehun, Baekhyun and Jisoo started fake sobbing, Jongin threw his head back in frustration, Lisa started to pretend to gag, while Kyungsoo began muttering about how he had to go back to avoiding Chanyeol.

You, on the other hand, sat there in complete shock. He had a girlfriend? How long has this been going on?

“What's wrong with her?” You ask, glancing at the dramatic group around the table.

“Let's just say, Maya is..” Baekhyun pauses.

“Insufferable.” Kyungsoo sighs.

“Stuck up.” Jisoo adds.

“Fucking annoying.” Lisa says.

“She's like the worst possible human in the world.” Jongin says. “I don't know how he puts up with her.”

You nod your head, you didn't have anything else to say. You felt hurt and confused. Your hands played with the full shot glass that sat in front of you. Just as Sehun was about to say something, the front door opens and in walks Chanyeol with a big smile on his face.

“Hey guys, what are we talking about?” He asks, plopping down on the floor, across the table from where you and Jongin sat. You felt the anger bubble up inside of you, and even though you had planned on saying nothing, words came out of your mouth.

“Oh, just talking about how you have a girlfriend.” You say, looking up at Chanyeol, staring him in the eyes. They go wide, as if he's a deer in headlights.

“Oh, uh.” He chuckles. “Yeah, surprise, Maya and I got back together.” He says, looking away from you to avoid eye contact. You continued to stare at him, you hoped he could feel your stare burning into him.

“But why?” Baekhyun asks. “Why would you do that?”

“What's wrong with her?” Chanyeol laughs.

You were uncomfortable. You were sad, mad, annoyed. Every emotion was felt right at this moment, and it was like Jongin could sense it. He moved closer to you, putting his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer into him. He turns his head to whisper in your ear. “You okay?” He asks. You continued to look at Chanyeol who was now eyeing up you and Jongin, trying to process why his arm was around you.

“Uh huh.” You whisper back, breaking off the eye contact with Chanyeol. You gave Jongin a small half smile, hoping he would stop questioning you but that didn’t work. For the next 45 minutes, every few minutes you would catch Jongin looking at you, you could tell that he was questioning how quiet you were, wondering why and why you wouldn't tell him. You’d finally had enough social interaction for the night and decided to go.

“I’m going to head out right away.” you announce. “Just using the bathroom first.” you finish, walking towards the bathroom. You stepped outside to see Chanyeol standing outside the bathroom door, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall.

“You’re ignoring me.” he says, looking over at you.

“You have a girlfriend.” you say back. “Were you together..when..” you pause.

“No!” he exclaims. “No.. I, uh, met up with her afterwards. That's who had texted me..and we got back together that night.” he finishes. You can feel the tears threatening to fall. You didn’t want to cry over him, it totally wasn't worth it.

“Great, I'm happy for you.” you say, walking away from him. You grab your jacket, and again, Chanyeol stands in front of you.

“Let me walk you home.” he says, grabbing his jacket.

“Nah man, you stay. I already told her I would take her. Don’t worry, I'll make sure she’s safe.” Jongin says, coming up behind you. He slides his arm around your waist, pulling you towards the door. You were grateful for Jongin, but you really hoped he wasn’t getting the wrong idea. The two of you chatted about anything and everything on your walk, he made you laugh - hard. You continued to laugh all the way to your front door. Unlocking your door, you look at Jongin.

“Thank you.” you smile. “Really.”

“Anytime, Y/N. and look..” he pauses. “I don’t know what's going on between you and Chanyeol, but just know you deserve more.” he finishes, flashing a dazzling smile before starting to walk away.

“Wait!” You call out. He turns around. “You know?” you ask him.

“I had a feeling,” he says. “Good night.” he finishes, walking away. You walk into your apartment, feeling exhausted. You didn't realize how much of a toll this night had taken on you until you laid in your bed. You hadn't even taken your clothes off, but you didn’t have the energy any longer, swiftly falling asleep.

You woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. As you crawled out of your bed you heard a loud banging at your door. Looking out the peephole, you didn't see anyone there, so you opened up your door, only to see a dozen purple tulips sitting outside your door. A smile spreads across your face as you look for a note.

Miss me yet?

Your smile faded just as fast as it had appeared. You stared at the note, a very uneasy feeling pulsing through your body. You brought the flowers inside, took a deep breath before deciding what you were going to do. You walked into your kitchen, dumping the flowers and the note into the garbage can before heading back to your bed. You'd already had enough for today. All day, you lounged around, your phone was off, you ate and watched shitty movies. You cried, you laughed, you slept. It was the perfect day before classes on Monday, you were dreading them already. You were not taking anything easy, and your entire body was a ball of stress.

Monday you had minimal interaction with anyone, you went to classes, had lunch with the group, went home to study and work on papers and it was the exact same on Tuesday. When Wednesday rolled around, you were so excited. The week was almost done, not to mention the group had decided to do a Friday Friend Dinner every other Friday, and this week it was on. Drinks and good food, you couldn't wait. Kyungsoo was an amazing cook, you often craved his food.

You were walking to your class, when out of nowhere you're yanked to the side. You looked over only to see Mark standing there with a smile on his face.

“Hi baby.” He says, leaning in closely. You try to back up, but you back straight into a pillar. “Did you like the flowers I sent you?” He smiles, moving closer. “I've been waiting all week for you to thank me for them. It hurts me that you haven't done that yet, Y/N.” He finishes, his smile dropping.

“Oh!” You say, forcing a smile. You were trying so hard to not show him any fear even though it was radiating through your entire body. “I didn't realize it was you. There was no name on it. They're so beautiful, Mark, thank you.” You smile. You needed him to calm down and let you go without an issue. You watch his facial expressions, he was getting angrier.

“Who else would they have been from?” He snaps. “Are you seeing someone else?”

You didn't know what to say. He stares at you as the panic sets in. Your body is trembling as he gets closer. You let your instincts take over, pushing him away from you.

“Leave me alone.” You scream. He rushes back towards you, slapping his hand over your mouth, stopping you from screaming anymore. Before you can react, Mark is pulled off of you, thrown down to pavement. You look over to see Chanyeol standing there, huffing as he stares down at Mark.

“Didn't I tell you to keep your fucking hands to yourself?” Chanyeol yells. He goes to you, grabbing your hand to pull you away. He takes you out into the open, and you see a blonde girl standing there with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

“Chanyeol.” You breathe. “Thank you.”

He looks at you concerned. “Has he been bothering you alot?” He asks.

“No, no. He sent me flowers on Sunday, with a note but no name attached. I guess he was mad that I didn't thank him.” You explain. “I'm sure he's gotten the message now.” You half smile. You were trying to be okay but you weren't. Your body shook, you felt like you were still in shock. You looked over at the girl who looked even more unimpressed with you.

“Hi.” You smile, holding out your hand. “I'm Y/N.” You say.

She scoffs, rolling her eyes. You retracted your hand feeling uncomfortable now. She looks at Chanyeol with a pout. “You let go of my hand to help her, Channie.” She says. “I'm so sad now.”

Chanyeol sighs. “I'm sorry Maya, do you want me to buy you something?” He asks. She perks up, grabbing his hand to pull him away, spewing on about some purse she wanted.

You already hated her.

Thursday, you didn't go to your classes. You stayed curled up in bed, answering the calls from Lisa, Jennie, Jisoo, Baekhyun, Jongin and even Kyungsoo, asking you if you were okay and what they could do for you. You were eternally grateful for all of them and how much they cared for you. They had asked you if you wanted to postpone your friend's dinner, but you didn't want to. It was something that you desperately needed to try and take your mind off your Mark situation.

Friday comes, and starts off better. You went to your classes that day. It wasn't until you looked at your phone, did your heart sink, and your anxiety flared up.

[From Unknown - 8:45am] I like your outfit today. You look so cute.

[From Unknown - 8:49am] I hope your first class goes well. I miss you.

You slipped your phone in your pocket, trying to focus on your lecture. Your phone doesn't stop vibrating the entire time you were in your hour and a half class. After it ends, you pull out your phone to read some of them.

[From Unknown - 9:07am] Please text me back.

[From Unknown - 9:10am] it's really not nice to ignore someone.

[From Unknown - 9:17am] Please, baby.

You deleted all the messages, only reading a few of them. You didn't want to deal with this. Maybe eventually he would get the hint. And he did, only until the afternoon.

[From Unknown - 2:47pm] I miss your smile. You looked so happy taking in the warm sun as you were walking.

[From Unknown - 2:52pm] Did you take a picture of the sky for your IG? I can't wait for you to post it.

You ignored them again, putting your phone into your pocket as you headed to your last class of the day. The hour went by quickly, with no excessive buzzing coming from your pocket. You were relieved but that didn't last long. As you made your way to Kyungsoo's apartment, the texts continued, and got progressively worse.

[From Unknown - 4:59pm] I don't fucking appreciate this.

[From Unknown - 5:04pm] You are being a goddamn cunt right now, Y/N.

[From Unknown - 5:07pm] ANSWER ME!!

[From Unknown - 5:11pm] I'm sorry, baby. I just miss you so much. Please answer me.

You sigh as you knock on the door of Kyungsoo's apartment, finishing reading the last message.

“Hey.” Kyungsoo smiles, opening the door. You walk into the most delightful smells, immediately causing you to forget about the texts. “You can join the others in the living room.” He says, heading back to the kitchen. You take your coat off, following the sound of laughter into the living room.

“Y/N.” Everyone yells, all happy to see you. You say hi to everyone, looking at Jongin, who mouths “sorry.” To you before you see Chanyeol with his arm around Maya on the couch. You wanted to roll your eyes so fucking badly. But your phone began to vibrate.

[From Unknown - 5:27pm] I can't wait to pin you down, kissing your body all over.

[From Unknown - 5:33pm] I'm going to make you cum so many times from my fingers when I finally get you in my bed. Do you want that baby?

You can feel the tears starting. Why won't he stop?

You press the phone button to call and scream at him but it won't connect. “This number is no longer in service.”

Maybe he deactivated it.

[From Unknown - 5:46pm] I hope you're not fucking Chanyeol or Jongin baby. I'll have to punish you for that.

[From Unknown - 5:54pm] Would you like that baby? I'm going to tie you up and punish you. I don't like being ignored.

[From Unknown - 5:56pm] Y/N. ANSWER ME.

[From Unknown - 5:59pm] I will fucking kill you if you don't answer me.”

You couldn't take it anymore. The tears fell as Kyungsoo walked into the living room.

“Y/N?” He asks, glancing around at everyone else. You completely break down, sobbing into your knees.

“Hey, what's going on doll?” Lisa asks, moving towards you. You slide your unlocked phone towards her, allowing her to read the messages as you sniffle.

“What the fuck.” She gasps.

“What? What do they say?” Everyone asks.

“Can I read them out?” Jongin asks you. You hide your face but nod your head. You didn't want to deal with this shit alone.

“Holy shit. He talks about what she's wearing today and gets mad at her for not responding.” He pauses. “I can't wait to pin you down, kissing all over your body.” He reads out. You look up, every single person there was pissed beyond measure. Except for Maya, who rolled her eyes at every text.

“Y/N answer me.. I will fucking kill you if you don't answer me.” He finishes in a whisper.

No one says a thing. Lisa, Jennie and Jisoo hug you tightly until Baekhyun pipes up. “Who wants to go hunt this mother fucker down and make him wish he never met our precious Y/N?” He says.

Everyone jumps up agreeing, including Chanyeol. Maya scoffs loudly at him

“What the fuck, Chanyeol?” She yells.

“Here we go.” Baekhyun laughs.

“You're going to protect her again? What about me? I actually matter.” She says, pouting again.

“Y/N matters too.” Chanyeol tells her. “She's important to me. As are all my friends.” He says.

“So I'm not as important as this fucking thing whose scared of a few little texts? Like grow up.” She yells at you.

“Who are you calling a thing, bitch?” Lisa snaps, standing up.

“Miss fucking cry baby over there.” Maya yells.

“Maya!” Chanyeol yells, his voice booming through the house. “Shut the fuck up.” He snaps. He glares at her, she tries to stand tall but she cowers under him. “Get your stuff. We're leaving.” He yells. “NOW.” He booms. She rushes out of the room without a word. Chanyeol mutters a “sorry” towards the group before slamming the door behind him.

The group sits in silence.

“Has anyone EVER heard Chanyeol yell that loud!?” Baekhyun asks, jumping up onto the couch. “I mean sure he's loud during game nights but holy shit.”

“literally never.” Jisoo says, her eyes still wide.

Kyungsoo looks at you. “Have you gone to the cops?” He asks.

“Yeah, you really should.” Lisa and Jennie urge.

“I have.” You sniffle. “They can't do anything for me until he physically hurts me.” You cry. “Apparently covering my mouth to stop me from screaming isn't enough.”

“That's messed up.” Kyungsoo sighs. “You shouldn't be alone. You need to stay with someone.”

“She can stay with me.” Chanyeol announces, walking into the living room.

“What happened?” Baekhyun asks.

“I ended things. For good.” Chanyeol says to everyone, before turning to look at you. “Y/N I am so sorry for the way she spoke to you. That was uncalled for and not fair.” He whispers with his head down. “You didn't deserve that.”

“Thank you.” You sniffle. “You didn't have to break up with her though.”

Baekhyun laughs out loudly, making everyone else laugh along.

“Yeah I did. It was time. I can't be with someone like that, I wasn't really into it anyways.”

Your phone buzzes again on the table.

[From Unknown - 7:08pm] I'm so sorry baby, please forgive me. Just talk to me.

Chanyeol picks up your phone, reading the message. He holds out his hand for you to pull you up. “We're going to go to Y/N's apartment and grab her things. I'll let you all know when we've made it safely back to my place.” He says. You go around the group giving everyone a hug while saying thank you to them. You didn't know what you would do without such great friends. you and Chanyeol didn't say much on the drive to your apartment. You were exhausted and just wanted to rest but you knew it wasn't going to come easily tonight. You and chanyeol head up to your front door, you unlock the door, letting him in first before you lock it back up behind you. You felt too paranoid to leave anything to chance. Chanyeol chuckles as he walks towards the table, patting it with the palm of his hand.

“This is a solid table.” He smirks. You roll your eyes at him, heading into your bedroom. quickly you find a bag, shoving your clothes into it, grabbing everything you can think of right now that you would need. You grabbed your charger and your laptop, and just as you thought you had everything, you heard a loud, rapid banging on your front door. You freeze. Chanyeol puts his finger to his lips, telling you to be quiet. He waves you back into the room, mouthing for you to hide. Quietly, he creeps up to the door as the banging continues. He looks out the peephole, all he can see is black hair.

“Yes?” He says, his voice loud and deep.

“Where's Y/N?” He asks. You can hear Mark's voice.

“She's not here. You need to leave.” Chanyeol announces. “She's not interested in you. You need to move on.”

“Hah. I need to move on? She and I are meant to be together. You tell her I'll see her soon.” Mark yells, leaving Chanyeol's view. He opens the door slightly, making sure that Mark is actually gone. Chanyeol calls you out of the room, tears streaming down your face. He wraps his arm around you, taking you out of your apartment, heading for his car. You were terrified that Mark was going to be out there waiting for you. But he wasn't. Chanyeol opened the car door for you, you got in, placing your bag on the floor.

The drive is silent. It was late, you were drained. Walking up to Chanyeol's apartment, he unlocks the door, letting you go in first. It's bigger than you thought it would be. It was decorated very minimally, he had furniture around but not much else.

“It's very nice.” You smile.

“I'm still working on getting more things for it.” He laughs. He takes you to his bedroom. “You can sleep here. I'm going to take the couch.” He says.

“Chanyeol.” You sigh. “It's enough that you're letting me stay here, I can't take your bed too.”

He laughs. “You can. And you will. Get some rest okay? I'm right out there if you need.” He gives you a hub before grabbing his pj's and going into the bathroom. He comes out in a shirt and pj pants, heading for the living room. You dig through your bag, finding your shorts and a tank top to sleep in. You change and crawl into his bed. It smells so good. It smells like him. Sleep came to you easier than you thought, but it didn't last long.

You woke up breathing heavily, sweating and a little confused. You had dreamt that Mark had taken you captive and you were really shaken up over it. You crawled out of bed, heading to the living room.

Chanyeol laid on the couch, scrolling on his phone until he noticed you. He sits up quickly. “What's wrong?” he asks, standing up. He was no longer wearing a shirt.

Holy shit, you'd forgotten how ripped he was.

“it was.. a dream.” you start. “Mark.. he had..uh, kidnapped me.”

Chanyeol wraps you in his arms, in a tight and comforting hug. You hold onto him as tightly as you can, you feel so safe with him.

“Can you please sleep in the bed with me? I don't want to be alone.” You whisper.

He lets go of you, grabbing your hand and leading you to the bedroom. You both crawl into the bed, getting comfy. Chanyeol rubs your arm and shoulder as your back faces him. You quickly fall asleep, feeling more comfortable than you've been in a while. You wished the feeling of peace would last, unfortunately you knew it wouldn't.

You woke up in the morning with Chanyeol wrapped around your body. You were sweating so bad, you had no choice but to get up. You managed to wiggle your way out of his embrace, making your way to the bathroom and then to the kitchen. You snooped around his cupboards, trying to find something to make for breakfast. You settled on making eggs and toast, it was easy enough. As you continue scrambling your eggs, Chanyeol walks out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes with a smile on his face.

“What's this?” He asks.

“Breakfast. Duh.” You laugh. You were feeling good today, you felt like it was going to be a great day. Until your phone on the table started to ring.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

Chanyeol grabbed your phone, declining the call and blocking the number.

“There. That should work.” He smiles. He sets your phone down, before it starts ringing again.

UNKNOWN NUMBER.

[ohhmydyosfics]

(Chankai) Play of the Game

Jongin has the worst friends. Chanyeol has tattoos. (This wasn't part of the script).

[stormdragon23]

Solo Leveling AU Ideas

Just random ideas that I haven't really expanded too much on yet

Shadow Monarch!Park Kyung-Hye AU: Park Kyung-Hye awakens as an E-Rank hunter instead of Sung Jinwoo and is the one who ends up in the double dungeon. (It's mostly just her being a mother to everyone around her. Would probably end up adopting a lot of hunters along the way-)

Choibaek Beauty and the Beast AU: Baek Yoonho as the Beast, Choi Jongin as Belle, Cha Haein as Belle's family member, Hwang Dongsoo as Gaston (Jongin being scared? No, Jongin just straight up calls Yoonho ugly to his face-)

Pirate!Thomas Andre x Mermaid!Lennart Niermann AU: Lennart as a mermaid seems cute. Disney princess vibes. That's about it actually.

Chulwoo Princess and the Frog AU: Jinchul as the prince and Jinwoo as the frog (seems in character for them as far as I know-) Can you tell I used to be a Disney fan?

College Roommates AU (platonic pairs):

- Baek Yoonho and Min Byung-gyu (listen, I just want them to be happy, together, and alive-) - Lee Juhee and Cha Haein (they'd have such a cute relationship) - Thomas Andre and Christopher Reed (I'd like more interactions between them) - Sung Jinwoo and Yoo Jinho (You know that meme where one roommate wakes up at 5:30, and the other goes to bed at 5:30? That's them) - Park Heejin and Jung Yerim (also seems cute)

I may have gotten carried away with some of them-

If anyone wants me to expand on any of these/wants to expand on any ideas themselves, feel free to let me know (I like the side characters a lot. Might think of more later)

[peachesvanilla]

Bad boy, Sad girl

Pairing: Kim Jongin x reader

genre: college au! popular!Jongin, fluff, romance

Warnings: none

Inspirations: Bad boy, sad girl by seulgi ft be'o' and a prompt list

“Oh my god!” I suppress my giggle reading the female lead antics. Cupping my mouth, I gasp. That didn’t happen just now. 

A thunder booms across the sky jolting me awake from the book. Heavy downpour of rain made it hard to decipher which is which on the road. I think that’s the reason for the usually busy cafe to be empty besides me. 

I sip on the hot chocolate, enjoying each sip under the well lit area, rain and thunder sounds, and I have my book. Isn’t this the perfect place for a reader? It’s heaven. 

“What are you reading?” Someone asks in my ear, startling the hell out of me. The hot chocolate spills on my hand and my skin burns from the hot content. “Fuck.” 

“Shit.” He stretches his long muscled arm to the next table and grabs some tissues. He gently pats the tissue on my hand. His long strands of hair poking his brown eyes, veins running down his tan arms makes my heart skip a beat. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sneaked up on you.” 

His melodic voice calms my insides. But why does all of this feel like I have known him from somewhere, and that too known him so well. I tilt my head to the side trying to get a clear view of his face. He must have understood my struggle because he smiled, turning to me as he tended to my hand. 

The fuck is happening. This shouldn’t have been happening. He can’t be here out of all. 

“We-hel-hi!” I stumble for coherent words. Okay, how bad is it to remember a basic ‘hi’ brain?! “No, hi.” I gently smile, tucking my hair behind my ear. “Jongin.” 

His eyebrow shorts up, his lips tilting up in a smug grin. Of course. He didn’t even introduce himself and yet I know his name. Well if that doesn’t feed the ego of the bad boy of the university what will? 

“You know me.” That’s not even a question. “That’s unexpected.” He drags the chair from my table, turns it around and sits, resting his cheek on the back of the chair. “Stuck in the rain?”

I check the window, the rain water slides down the window glass in a heavy flow. My insides sing when a silent lightning lights up the whole sky. I close my eyes anticipating the sound. The loud rumble almost shakes up the cafe. My smile only grows bigger. 

“No.” I reply to Jongin. “I am enjoying the rain.”

He hums, his eyes shining under the fluorescent lights. His shirt is damp, so is his hair. If you squint one can see a water droplet sliding down his cheek slowly from his hair strand. He is still in the same brown t-shirt he was wearing during the classes. 

“What’s the book about?” He asks again, tapping his fingers on the said book. 

“Nothing of your interest.” I mumble, flipping the ends of the pages through my thumb. “Just a silly little romance.” The words are a lost whisper now. 

“Can I read the description?” He is already dragging the book out of my hand. His warm fingers brushing mine in a slow motion. “Romance is my forte.” He winks. 

Okay, my heart, stop the fuck down. I mean no don’t stop because I may die then but please do slow down. And butterflies in my stomach too. It’s a daily thing for him to wink or brush hands. Same as breathing. 

The little smile on his lips doesn’t disappear as his eyes slide down the description. His full lips, the bow on his upper lip fascinates me, how can one have beautiful lips? And seeing him laugh in live releases a thousand butterflies in a second. He opens a random page in the middle of the book. His eyebrow shots up to the roof, his eyes flicking to me, the spark in his eyes is mischievous. 

God, what page is he on? It’s a spicy book. How did I let the book slip away from me? I do an excellent job in hiding my guilty pleasure books from the outside world.

Maybe you were busy drooling at him. Or his lips. Or his smile. 

There’s no need to remind me of that fact, brain. Ugh, how to get my book back. I clasp on to the edge of my book, grabbing it. But his vice grip on it doesn’t make it easy as I thought it would be. 

“Give it back.” I ask, still pulling. 

“Wait.” He reads the contents in a hurry, “I’m on an interesting part.” 

“No.” I hold his wrist trying to pry away his iron grip on the book. “Please, Jongin.” 

He freezes in his movements for a second, I easily grab my book from him and stuff it into my tote bag. He watches my movements in interest, like a kid watches a cake in the oven. 

“You go to my university.” He plucks my id hanging on the tote bag. “Interesting picture.” 

My mood sullens at his words. “We go to the same class.” I snatch my ID back and stuff it into my bag. I don’t see his surprised face, and play with the half filled cup. 

I know he doesn’t know me. He is the Jongin who has half of the campus behind him(this is exaggeration but anyway). In my defense I even sat on the first bench at least he should have noticed in passing. But given the fact he rarely comes to the class and takes the back door often can make him miss her existence in the class. 

“Jongin! Hurry!” His friend, Kyungsoo, shouts from the entrance of the cafe. 

Jongin stands up from the chair, and rearranges it back into the table like a perfect gentleman. He waves to me, “bye. It was fun talking to you.” Without even waiting for my bye or acknowledgement of his words he runs to the door.

My two minute happiness evaporates seeing my crush leave me just like that. Such a bad boy he is. How can he leave that way? Leave a girl all alone in a deserted cafe. I look back through my shoulder, his broad back makes me sigh again. Can’t I have him in my life? Can I have him in my life? The thunder rumbles again, and he turns around at the same time. He tilts his head a little and grins. 

There goes my heart. 

[iridescentxstars]

｡˚ ꕥ 𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬' 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒

Kinky season is coming and I thought I'd get a head start. From today until the end of September, I'll be taking kinktober requests while also working on some other fics that I hope to have done and ready soon (yes, the wolf fic is at the top of the list) This event is split into two different types: typical NSFW and dark, spooky NSFW because as someone kept making a point of, it's kinkTOBER and lines up with spooky season and I should have fun with that.

Idols allowed: Jongin, Bangchan, Minho, San, Seonghwa, Juyeon, Sangyeon and Irene

RULES:

Must have all qualifying factors to the prompt otherwise it will be deleted.

Drabbles made that are on the darker side will be tagged and properly trigger warned. Do not read them if you are uncomfortable. Every post will state everything used.

Always take care of yourself and be aware of what you read. This is all for fun and is not designed to upset anyone. Nothing written is believed to be how someone may behave and is all fictional.

Try to be original and fun. If a kink/prompt has been picked too many times, I will not do it

If you don't like a particular prompt/kink, feel free to ignore it, do not send snarky remarks to belittle what someone may enjoy

Some will very clearly work well together, some will not, while I do like a challenge, please be mindful about how it would work as I only have around 500 words to make it make sense

Please do not make the prompt too restrictive. These are meant to be drabbles and there needs to be creative freedom

Format: Must contain the following: Idol, AU, trope/dialogue/prompt, kink

You can have a trope OR a dialogue OR a prompt OR all of it. Mix and match. Requests that spark inspiration might get a longer piece written. You can choose up to 3 kinks but only 1-2 AU, tropes and prompts/dialogue to keep it easy!

All these prompts have been either thought about or found on other accounts because sometimes it's hard to remember or think about different ideas. The darker/spooky choices are coloured red to separate them from the safer choices.

Note: They can be interchangeable in the right circumstances. Mafia can be considered dark or maybe having a werewolf boyfriend is softer than we think.

AU: (some found here)

Roommates!AU

Mafia!AU

Werewolf!AU

Vampire!AU

College!AU

Angel!AU

Demon!AU

Hunter!AU

Co-Workers!AU

Friends With Benefits!AU

Superhero/Villain!AU

Yandere!AU

Monster!AU (specify what kind)

Killer!AU

Circus!AU

Stalker!AU

Mythology!AU (specify what kind/who)

Hybrid!AU

CEO!AU

Alien!AU

You Choose (will allow 3 max of this)

Tropes: (found here)

Enemies to lovers

Fake Dating/Marriage

Only one bed

Love potion

Kissing as a distraction

Jealousy

Blind Date

Taking care of them

Forbidden Love

Confessions

You Choose (will allow 3 max of this)

Dialogue/Prompt: (some found here)

“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.”

“I could make you feel better.”

“My tongue still remembers the way you taste.”

“Come on, you have to work for it.”

“We won’t be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.”

“Hmm, is that a threat or a promise?”

“Let’s commit some sins.”

“Jealousy is not a word I’m familiar with.

“This is your work place, leave the boyfriend at home next time.”

“This seems like such a bad decision, but I just can’t help it.”

"You'll scream? Oh, baby, I really hope you do~."

You've been hearing noises for a while now, shuffling under your bed in the wee hours of the night. Most people would be scared to check whether it's their cat or not but you? You decide to lure the monster out by having a little fun.

There are no such things as monsters in your closet, that's what's always been told to you but how do they explain the eyes that watch you as you touch yourself? Or why you can't seem to stop doing it?

Everyone has a pet, a cute kitty cat or a puppy dog but you? Well, you have something that can't be found in a pet store... or... on this earth, actually.

A new haunted house has opened up and everyone is dying to go! You are scared, you won't deny that but what do you find scarier? The house and all its horror or the fact that being chased turns you on?

They told you that they would kill for you but you didn't think that they were serious... or did you?

You always joked with your extremely hot best friend that you would flirt and fuck your kidnapper because you read a lot of dark romance. So, they decided to make that dream a reality. Oh no, whatever will you do to gain your freedom?

Two words: Masked Men

You go to a party with your friends on Halloween and spot a handsome guy, walking around, shirtless, covered in fake blood with a mask on. Little did you know that it isn't quite a costume...

The dare was to enter the creepy, abandoned, possibly haunted asylum... not make out in it.

You Choose (will allow 3 max of this)

Kinks:

Oral

Toys

Knotting

Primal Play/Predator/Prey

Bondage

Praise/Worship

Degradation

Orgasm Control/Edging

Roleplay

Breeding/Creampie

Knife play

Blood play

Fear play

Dom/Sub

Impact Play

Overstimulation

Public

Dacryphilia

Free use (established/consensual)

Breath Play/Choking

Somnophilia

Owner/Pet

Voyeurism/Exbitionism

Photo/Video

Sensory Deprivation

Size Difference

Age Gap

You Choose (will allow 3 max of this)

I won't be putting the pressure on myself to do one a day as I do also work and everything else BUT I will try to do them every few days so there is no limit on what can be sent in as I'll go through and post like 1-5 at a time when I'm online and writing!

[marvelous-llama]

EXO recs

<<original book

most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

one shots

Happy New Year by @cxsmicmyeon

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 5k) strangers to lovers, college AU - fluff, smut You're forced to go to your best friend's giant new year's eve party, only to hit it off with someone who equally doesn't want to be there.

Unrequired by @mybiasisexo

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 9.7k) best friends to lovers, college AU - angst, fluff Being in love with your best friend is never easy, especially when you’re positive he doesn’t feel the same

Give Him a Show by @breakyeol

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 4k) friends to lovers, college AU - angst, suggestive

chasing stars by @kyungseokie

Sehun x fem!reader [ft. Kim Jongin] (wc - 17k) soulmate AU - angst, fluff, romance, implied smut in a world of soulmates, everyone has different tokens for how they meet their person. you declare yourself an anomaly once you turn twenty-eight—with no odd hyperfixations, no unsolicited exclamations inked on your skin, and no changes in the palette of the world you see with your eyes; your best friend, Jongin, eventually steps into the same boat as you with regards to his lack of a known soulmate, so the two of you decide upon making good on your marriage-after-thirty pact—because loneliness is a bitch, because everyone else you know (who is easy on the eyes and on the heart) is already off the market, because what if you two not having a soulmate is it, you know?—and while the feeling of being the odd one out deserves all the expletives, maybe your destiny is meant to be called something even worse because the last thing you’re expecting is to meet your other half on your bachelorette trip to France.

And... Cut! by @itstheoneshot

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 2.4k) actor AU - smut Being an actress has its perks, especially when you are cast as a lead role in a drama with an insanely hot co-star.

People You May Know by @j-pping

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 8k) lovers to strangers, idol AU - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff You disappeared three years ago without telling a soul -- leaving Sehun alone and devastated in the wake of your decisions. For three years you keep your secrets: that an eagerly anticipated future came far too early and forced you to rearrange your life. But when you finally rebuild the shards your shattered soul and try to step back into a semblance of who you once were, your paths cross once again. And Sehun demands the truth. 

Forbidden by @itstheoneshot

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 2.6k) friends to lovers, taboo relationship - angst(ish), fluff, smut, crack It’s the night of your mother’s wedding, you’re overwhelmed and anxious because you haven’t seen her in at least a year. You’re relieved though, on arrival as you see someone you know, but that relief doesn’t last for long.

Love Shot by @gamerwoo

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 10.1k) soulmate AU, enemies to lovers, mafia/cop AU - angst, fluff(ish) The idea of soulmates was never something you worried about because you had bigger problems to concern yourself with. But when you find yourself in a life or death situation, forcing yourself to bond with the nearest person is the only way you can truly save yourself. Now, the idea of soulmates has become your biggest problem because you don’t know if you can unbond from the sarcastic, snarky man who’s just as secretive as your past that you want nothing to do with.

don´t delete the kisses by @kyungseokie

Sehun x fem!reader (wc - 5.6) best friends to lovers, fwb to lovers - angst, fluff, smut, romance what starts as a wayward attempt at getting petty revenge on your exes becomes something much more complicated between you and your best friend, and as it turns out, it has been happening for a while.

series

Gucci Lane by @bvidzsoo

Sehun x f.reader high school!AU - angst, fluff, suggestive High school is supposed to be easy, right? Not when you are classmates with EXO. They are the typical bad boys, whipping girls off their feet with their looks. You hate bad boys ever since your step brother tricked you, you hate them with all your heart. One day Oh Sehun suddenly enters your life. You must babysit his younger sister, because he is an irresponsible bad boy. I guess there’s a thin line between love and hate...

My housemate's man by @shaalk

Sehun x fem!reader, Jongin x fem!reader cheating - angst, smut, fluff Sehun is cheating on his girlfriend with me, her housemate. He thinks we're just using each other's bodies, and so do I at first. But then my heart suddenly comes into play.

Ride or Die by @mint-yooxgi

Sehun x fem!reader friends to lovers - action, angst, fluff, mature

defying contract by @myeoning-call

Sehun x fem!reader contract marriage, chaebol!Sehun - angst, smut The very hard life of a chaebol in Korea. Oh Sehun hated the control his family had over him and how he had to have a certain profile for the public eye. The slightest mistake could mean stock crashing for his family business. He had to be a good boy. But what happens when he falls in love with someone he’s not supposed to? Was it an older married woman? A man? No one knew, but he sure was going to use your presence to his favour to create the perfect aura his family was seeking.

[eomayas]

can u do like a fluffy college au with jongin :D!! u could add smut at the end if you’d like too <3

a/n: thank you for the request! i hope you enjoy this :) this is unedited so bear with me

take a break • kji [req]

pairing: collegebf!jongin x f! reader

genre: fluff + bit of angst, bobista!jongin

synopsis: reader is studying for and exam and jongin takes her out for a break.

warnings: sweet, supportive, and caring jongin. reader has a bit of general anxiety & self doubt. mentions of stress and being overwhelmed

a sigh escapes your lips and you cradle your head in your hand for a brief moment, closing your eyes and counting 8 seconds in and 8 seconds out as you take deep breaths. you make a mental list of things you can control: how long you study, what time you go to bed, what time you wake up in the morning, what you eat for breakfast. you use this to focus and ground yourself back to earth, your head pounding and vision blurry from flipping through your notes and textbook for the last few hours.

you sit up and blink your eyes back into focus. glancing around, you are grateful for jongin and his roommates for allowing you their common area to study when you cant focus at your own place. you've been at their dining table more than you've been at your own this week, getting the complete silence that you need since they all have different schedules that work with the times you want to study. well, you get mostly peace and quite, save for the interruptions from jongin asking you to eat with him, or bothering you to take a break.

"y/n?" youre happy to hear his voice, whether you outwardly express that or not.

"hmm?" you push your glasses back into place and flip the page of your textbook, the words blending together and meaning nothing to you. jongin comes up behind you and puts his hands on your shoulders.

"baby, you really should take a break. its been an hour and half," he says and you raise your eyebrows. it feels like you've been studying for weeks, let alone barely two hours. "please? just take thirty minutes with me." he says, bending down to look you in the face.

you worry your bottom lip. its hard to resist jongin in any setting, but your schoolwork is way too important to you. "jongin," you start, reaching out and putting a hand on his arm.

jongin frowns, shaking his head. "y/n, its not healthy to sit here for hours staring at your notes. its not good for your mental," he says, his lips downturned. you could deal with poor mental health if that meant you'd pass this exam in the morning. "just come for a drive with me. we can get dinner." jongin adds, grabbing one of your hands and intertwining your fingers together.

"i don't have money to blow," you say.

"ill pay," he says with a shrug. you start to shake your head and he lets out a whine. "please, y/n! i miss you, i've barely seen you all day!" he slides down onto his knees and throws his head into your lap, his arms circling around your waist.

your heart swells at his words. you haven't been the most attentive girlfriend for the past few days, and he's been relatively understanding of that. hes been accommodating, giving your space and allowing you to study because he knows how important school is to you.

you stroke his head and run your fingers through his hair. "okay," you say and he lifts his head quickly, his eyes wide.

"really?" he asks. when you nod, a smile breaks out onto his face and you cant help but return it. "ill get your shoes." he places a kiss on your forehead before he runs to the front door to retrieve your shoes from the rack.

"can we get boba?" you ask when he comes back and starts helping you put on your shoes, even though you are fully capable.

"of course–i literally work at a boba shop, y/n," he says, like he does every time you ask to go. you blush and smile as he ties your shoes for you. he looks up at you when hes finished, and you swoon all over again. "what?"

you sigh. "i just love you, jongin. that's all," you say, and now its his turn for his cheeks to turn a bright shade of pink.

"i love you too," he says, standing up and placing a soft, chaste kiss to your lips. you hold onto his forearms and let him pull you off of the chair.

you two walk outside and you shiver, your sweatshirt no match for the wind. you quickly get into his car and when he starts it, blast the heat. you then get your music set up, and he takes off into the night.

the ride is quiet, minus the song playing from the speaker. you and jongin hold hands as he drives, his thumb absentmindedly tracing shapes into your palm. you lean your head against the glass and let out a small sigh. "whats on your mind, y/n?” he asks, squeezing your hand.

you shake your head. “nothing, just tired,” you say, but you cant stop thinking about your exam, and the time you’re wasting that could be spent studying.

luckily, jongins work is close to his house, because the drive is short and he’s pulling into the parking lot before you know it. “do you want to go in, or stay here? its gonna be quick,” he says.

“i’ll go in,” you say after a moment of thinking it over. he smiles and kisses your cheek before you both get out of the car.

walking into the shop, jongins coworkers greet the both of you enthusiastically. “y/n! how are you?” his coworker jongdae asks, coming from behind the counter and giving you a side hug.

“i’m alright,” you say, giving him a soft smile. you chat for a bit in front of the counter while jongin busies himself in the back to make both of your drinks. it’s only when a customer comes in that jongdae goes back to work and you go to stand at the pick up counter.

you watch jongin work deftly and snap a few photos of him. he looks so cute and out of place right now; wearing a big hoodie and sweats, a baseball cap and no name tag but efficiently making two drinks like he’s on the clock.

“here you go, pretty lady,” he flirts, sliding you your thai tea with a wink and a smile. you roll your eyes and accept the drink, giggling when he hops over the counter rather than walking all the way around.

“you flirt with all of your customers like that?” you ask, poking the straw through the film of your lid and taking a sip.

“only if they look like you,” he says, taking your hand and leading you to a small table in the back of the store. he sets his drink down on the table and goes to the shelf board games to grab connect four. you guys regularly play connect four, sometimes because you’re both competitive and other times to destress or just chill together.

you help jongin set up the board and slide all of the yellow pieces to him and take the red. “are you ready to get whooped?” you ask, dropping your disk into one of the slots. you entangle your legs between his, pressing your knees together.

“do your worst,” he replies, placing his disk next to yours. you guys shit talk each other as you play, your mind finally drifting away from your exam and allowing you to relax.

“you know i’m about to win, right?” you ask, seeing the three places you can win. you look at him through the holes in the board and he just smirks, his eyes scanning places to block. you watch him, your eyes dropping to the board to see anywhere else that he can win.

jongin drops his disk into a slot and leans back in his chair. “guess not,” he says. you frown and look at the board, eyes scanning every possible combination until you see it. you gasp and pretend to flip the table over. “again.” he says.

and you two play two more rounds. you wind up beating him 2-1, and both times you play until all of your chips are placed on the board. you go to start another round, but are interrupted by jongdae who brings you cajun french fries, gyoza, chicken wings, and a bowl of plain white rice. “oh, we didn’t order this,” you say to him, glancing at jongin.

jongdae shrugs. “it’s on the house. good luck on your exam tomorrow,” jongdae says, patting you on the shoulder and giving you a warm smile. he leans over and gives jongin a fist bump, something unspoken being passed between the two of them.

you look at the food and back at jongin who reaches for a few fries. “eat,” he says, nodding at the food with his head.

you can’t help the tears that come to your eyes. anxiety, gratitude, and stress wash over you. everyone is so kind to you, so accommodating but you can’t even extend yourself an eighth of that type of grace. you pull your glasses up press the heels of your hands into your eyes. “baby?” you hear his chair scoot and then his arms are around you, pulling you against his chest. “talk to me.” he says softly, kissing your hair.

you pull in a shaky breath, flipping your hands around to use the backs of them to wipe at your eyes. “i’m just very overwhelmed,” you say. “and i know it’s just school, and it’s not the end of the world tomorrow. i just want to do well.” you say, feeling embarrassed for crying in public but not caring enough to get up and leave.

“and you will, y/n. you’ve been studying all week, and it’s going to pay off. let yourself relax just a bit, okay? you need to eat,” he says. you lift your head to look at him, and he offers you a small smile. “my pretty girl. i dont like when you cry.” he says, a frown taking over his face as he uses the sleeves of his sweatshirts to wipe underneath your eyes.

you sniff and mumble a ‘thank you’ to him. you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in for a hug, resting your chin on his shoulder. he holds you tight and rubs your back soothingly.

pulling away, you grab a wing and and start chewing on it, resting your head on his shoulder. jongin pulls one of your legs over his lap and you two eat in silence, his right thumb stroking the exposed skin near your ankle reassuringly.

[kaisooficrec]

Nini Planet Round 24 (Nini University)

If you can't guess it from the title, the theme for this round is: College AU.

Steal your heart

Genre: College AU, Roommates AU

Rating: PG-13

Length: 2,174 w

Summary: Jongin's roommate won't stop stealing his clothes and it's driving Jongin a little bit crazy because couldn't he at least ask first? And why does he look so good in them anyways?

let it breathe

Genre: Romance

Rating: NC-17

Length: 3,000 w

Summary: Kyungsoo has fallen in love.

[galoresficrecs]

[EXO] Jongin

LAST UPDATED ON: Dec 2nd, 2022

newly added ✦ || personal faves ✪ || ongoing ✑

ratings:

not rated || general || teen and up || mature || explicit🔞

❧ NOT HERE SHIPS ☙

jongin x baekhyun x sehun

❧ jongin x junmyeon ☙

✪ camera (shy) by curledupkitten [28,4k words] college!au, porn star!au || explicit🔞

❧ jongin x kyungsoo ☙

✪ All Gays Go to Heaven by at1stsoo [11,3k words] college!au, post-graduation, clubbing || explicit🔞

✪ Anything You Can Do by indigomini [13,6k words | 7 ch] office!au, rivals to lovers || explicit🔞

✪ Café Eau Laid by indigomini [8,1k words | 2 ch] a/b/o!au, café!au, college!au || explicit🔞

✪ Darling, It's Better Down Where It's Wetter (Take It From Me) by indigomini [19,6k words | 2 ch] mythology!au, merfolk!au || explicit🔞

✪ Demonic Domesticity and Other Signs of the Apocalypse by TRASHCAKE [12,7k words] apocalypse!au, supernatural || explicit🔞

✪ It Takes More Than Ten Tickles by at1stsoo [3,6k words] aliens!au, sci-fi || teen and up

✪ Pay Me Some Mind by indigomini [33,2k words | 15 ch] college!au || explicit🔞

❧ jongin x sehun ☙

✑ ✪ Get Cocky by MitchMatchedSocks [187,8k words | 38/? ch] college!au, fraternity!au, friends with benefits, sexual experimentation || explicit🔞

✪ Is That A Python in Your Pants or Are You Just Happy to See Me? by MitchMatchedSocks [39,1k words | 13 ch] hybrid!au, college!au || explicit🔞

✪ Mind If I Slither In? by MitchMatchedSocks [19,4k words] aliens!au, sci-fi, baseball!au || explicit🔞

❧ jongin x reader☙

99 and Marlowe by kpopfanfictrash [4,1k words] f!reader, soulmates!au, age gap || teen and up

[part of Exordia Academy] Anomaly by kpopfanfictrash [10,3k words] f!reader, 1980s!au, academy!au, powers!au || explicit🔞

[part of Welcome to the Exodus Mall] Freestyle by yehet-me-up [22,1k words] f!reader, 1990s!au, mall!au, set in seattle, co-workers to lovers || mature

[kaisooficpodcast]

Susceptible to You by and with Inari

I am Alexio Sospranio, and you’re listening to the kaisoo fic podcast.

For new listeners, the kaisoo fic podcast is a space where we discuss literature found in the kaisoo world. Where we have authors on the show to give them a platform to talk about their writings and journey as an author in the fandom. 

Just a brief rundown of what will happen in this episode. This episode is a two part episode. First part is today, dated the 12th, second part will be on the 14th. Special kaisoo dates!

Today, the first part we will discuss a fic from the author of the day, followed by questions regarding the fic. The second part, on the 14th will be slightly more personal questions to get to know the author a bit more. 

If you, dear listener, have been up to date with the podcast episodes, you will find that there will be similar questions to other author’s sessions. Each author brings in their own different perspectives and experiences. By asking similar questions, we get to see how diverse yet united kaisoo fic writers are. 

Brief Intro and Technical Aspects of STY

Joining me today is author Inarichi.

Now introducing a bit on InariChi before we talk about the fic of the day:

InariChi’s works on ao3 amount to 51 fics on EXO.

InariChi has been in the fandom since 2015, that’s about 9 years now. When she was drawn to Baekhyun and Kyungsoo. Became an EXOL when she heard Call Me Baby back in 2015. InariChi is currently into Stray Kids. 

Susceptible to You by InariChi, has 19 chapters with a word count of about 51k words. 

Set in an alternate universe where kaisoo are in college. Prim and proper professor Jongin is bad boy Kyungsoo’s music theory lecturer. Kaisoo ends up in a little teacher-student relationship. Content warnings include smut (topsoo) while the general tags set by the author includes romance and angst. But if i may, i would like to just add tags of domestic violence (kaisoo is not being abused by each other, which i think is the most important thing to note and the thing that actually gave me the push to read because the violence is not kasioo to each other). 

That was the technical background of the fic. 

Fic of the Episode

Now, Inarichi, hello there! Would you maybe like to start us off for those who are not familiar, what is Susceptible to You?

Susceptible to You is a slice of life college au with a relationship between a student and teacher. The playboy, Kyungsoo is challenged to seduce his professor, Jongin, who actually hates him. Along the way, some things don’t go as planned for Kyungsoo. 

Things most definitely don’t go as Kyungsoo had planned…Kyungsoo after assessing the situation of his slightly uptight professor, he tries to appeal to Professor Kim by studying a bit more to show that he is serious about having his professor tutor him. Slowly, it becomes apparent that there is so much more to what meets the eye. 

What was your favorite part of piecing up a story like ‘Susceptible to You’? 

My favorite part was making the characters, their personalities and flaws. I think that’s always been my favorite part of my writing process. Characters are fun! And they’re the driving force of the story. If your characters aren’t interesting then neither is the story in all honesty. But also, I love to worldbuild, second to making characters. So for STY, making the characters was my favorite part and I really enjoyed exploring a different side of Kyungsoo as the rebellious, playboy type but with a soft heart. We hadn’t seen that often, if at all, in the kaisoo community at the time. 

Jumping in on characterisation for a bit, your characters are very in-depth and well thought out. 

Kyungsoo for instance, has a tough exterior and we learn that his piercings and tattoos are a persona, of someone who is strong and never afraid. Kyungsoo’s backstory… is tragic, to say the least, no spoilers, but when his past gets revealed… I cried… and as humans we always try to cope the best we can with the negative experiences we are put into.

Now, in all these dramatic moments we see kaisoo be put in, what was the most challenging part of writing about this particular college AU? 

I’ve written a lot of aus! And I think what was most challenging about this college au was keeping the characters grounded and real. I really wanted them to feel human, for them to make human mistakes and learn from them as everyone else does. And I also wanted them to have wants and needs that we typically crave as well, making them relatable. It’s always difficult to gain perspective of a character for me, but I do try my best to put myself in their shoes. 

Putting yourself in their shoes… making them relatable, by giving them wants and needs… Hopping onto that idea, kaisoo here have …  made decisions for themselves and the choices these two characters make, reflect their wants and needs as you mentioned. 

For instance in the chapter where Jongin came knocking on Kyungsoo’s dorm room. That choice, correct me if i’m wrong Inari, reflects his comfort in being vulnerable in Kyungsoo’s company, yet is reluctant to fully lean into the comfort because of their status as teacher and student. It’s that conflict in wanting what they want versus knowing that on some level it is wrong, and that makes characters very interesting.

To provide some context, the chapter prior to this scene was a dramatic moment. Kyungsoo attended to Jongin’s wounds, a very touching moment. But soon after it escalates when Sean calls and kaisoo get into a heated argument because of that and then Kyungsoo is forced out of Jongin’s apartment…but not without Kyungsoo giving him reassurance that he can rely and gain support from the younger. Kyungsoo is in agony when he believes he is thoroughly fucked after what happened. 

But Jongin surprised Kyungsoo by appearing at his doorstep…this particular choice Jongin made reflects his want to be with Kyungsoo and the sudden need to be as far as possible from Sean.

One of my favorite smaller moments of this fic is when Jongin is reluctant to have coffee with Kyungsoo, and Kyungsoo pushes a bit more and he asks, “You can’t? Or you won’t?” This moment puts Jongin in a spot where if Jongin were to lie about not being able to spend some time with him, Kyungsoo would be able to tell. 

Those are just my two cents on how your characters reflect humanistic wants and needs, but could you maybe talk briefly about that scene? Or any other scene that really displayed their human mistakes and have their wants and needs?

This scene really challenges Jongin to question why he holds himself back or what he’s really facing. Actually there’s a deeper meaning to this question, pertaining to Jongin’s situation with Sean. How this situation has worsened, and Jongin as the victim of the abuse tells himself that he can’t leave. And though leaving an abusive relationship is difficult, unfortunately, it seems that Jongin was refusing to help himself leave the situation. That he chose to stay there. Asking if can’t or he won’t is a way to ask him if he’s willing to do what he needs to survive. “Can’t” is for someone who doesn’t have control of their choices. “Won’t” is for someone who has a choice but refuses not to act upon those choices. 

Another scene I would say really displays human mistakes or moments of wants vs need is when Jongin and Kyungsoo are talking while Kyungsoo addresses his wounds. And they talk about why Jongin chooses to stay, and he admits to being used to this life and being unable to do so. As for Kyungsoo, he needed to learn to accept himself and his past that he ran away from. I believe his confrontation with his father really demonstrates what Kyungsoo needs. He was vulnerable and raw, and all of emotions were out of control. Which was something he so desperately sought. But he couldn’t be in control of everything and he couldn’t withstand all the secrets anymore and he needed to let go. I suppose Kyungsoo’s internal conflict was about accepting what happened, forgiveness and letting go. And that talk with his father opened up a chance for him to do. Although it left him bruised even more inside his heart, he was able to let a part of himself be at peace. 

My next question, well not really, more of a request. If there was a moment in the fic, be it a defining moment, or a scene you think about when you think back to the fic, what would that scene be? And it would be an absolute honor to have you, Inarichi, the author of ‘Susceptible to You’ to read an excerpt of the scene of your choice.

Oh you’re asking the hard questions. I have a few scenes but when I think about this story, the scene where Kyungsoo calls back to Baekhyun’s words comes to mind. And also the scene where we learn what happened to Kyungsoo’s mother. 

With blurred vision and harsh breaths, he ran until he tripped, falling numbly onto a thin layer of snow. Rolling onto his back, he looked at the dazzling stars which twinkled above. Crystal tears sparkled in the corner of his eyes before strolling down the sides of his face.

Don’t get hurt. Baekhyun’s words echoed inside his head, and he thought, it was far too late. It was always too late.

“When we were in that car, you want to know what she said to me?” Kyungsoo quickly wiped at his eyes, “…you want to know what her final words were?” his voice cracked pitifully and he spoke faintly between his shallow gasps of misery, “She told me to close my eyes, she was going to make it all go away. She wanted it to stop, she wanted everything to end… So when she purposely whipped that wheel, sending us into oncoming traffic!—” he choked on his words, “…I closed my eyes.”

Thank you for that… that was absolutely brilliant because nothing beats having an author reading from their own works… And I have to agree with your choice of moments of the fic. The recalling of baekhyun’s words inside his head just goes to show how far kaisoo have come to a point of almost no return. Ad of course we have Kyungsoo’s mother’s suicide that was one of the turning points in Kyungsoo’s life.

Now that we have heard from you in this manner, I would just like to ask if this was the original idea you had in mind when you first drafted the fic? How much has the story grown or changed while writing?

When I first started writing this, I had the bare bones of an outline. I had no idea what drafting was. There was no draft. I would write it out and then kind of edit, and then post it. The “outline” was one page long and it had the main story beat: Kyungsoo being challenged to seduce his professor and then that was pretty much it. It grew for me when I added Kyungsoo’s backstory that paralleled what Jongin was going through currently, and also how they started to fall in love. I think the story wrote itself at that point. I think my writing improved overall while writing the story until the end, and I could see the changes and how far I’ve come because of it. It’s my baby. I’ll never forget this fic and how it felt to complete my first chaptered story.

Oh wow, this is your first chaptered story? 

Talking about backstory and what Jongin goes through… My own belief on everlasting love is that it blossoms when partners have a common experience together… but in ‘Susceptible to You’ as you said, Kyungsoo’s backstory parallels what Jongin goes through and that makes the characters relate to each other in such an intimate manner, and i’m not talking about sexual intimacy. Intimacy here is where Kyungsoo was able to share his thoughts on his feelings of wanting Jongin to leave Sean. Intimacy here is the shared experience of the abuse they go through and how they are able to find each other and be each other’s support.

As this is your first chaptered story, what did your writing process look like?

An absolute trainwreck. I’m all over the place. LOL. You know when you have train tracks that break off and go opposite directions? Like that. LOL. I’m literally hopping everywhere between scenes, simply nonlinear. And because my mind is everywhere, I have to plan. So I’m a planner (if you can believe that) I like to know where my story is going, and I have to know my ending. If I don’t know my ending then I won’t be able to begin writing. Now, I use outlines, but it’s subject to change and I will always change it. Always. My words are never cemented into anything, I can literally throw entire chapters away and start over from scratch at any time. I begin with the characters and the world and setting, and then build from there. There’s always one scene that begins everything, and then the rest fall in place. 

You mentioned your writing is always subjected to change and you can throw entire chapters away and start over from scratch at any time. 

Now that we know you had many and different types of drafts with different possibilities, were there any moments that did not make the cut to the final draft but you wanted to put in even after posting the fic? If so, do you mind sharing a snippet of it?

I wish there was but actually, everything that I wrote made it inside the fic. Not one scene was wasted. I wrote it as it came to me and I loved how quick pace but also steady the story is. So there was never a scene that I simply dealt away with. All of them that were there, needed to be there. Great question!

That is actually very nice to hear! It is like you’re fully satisfied with the outcome, and i think i speak for all readers, that we all are as well, fully satisfied with the story. No loose ends, there is a conclusion for everything, even the bet and all. It’s a full story. 

Last question for this first half of the episode: Did you see any reflection of your own life in them? Be it the plot or the characters? You don’t need to go into intimate detail, maybe just a brief snippet of what inspired you in real life to write this fic.

In my longer works, I always leave a piece of myself. A story is as honest as you make it. In Susceptible to You, I had a moment to really add a reflection of my mom’s burial in the story. The part of the story when Kyungsoo visited his mother’s grave, that was very personal for me. Because my mother is also buried in a field and when I have a special someone in my life, I will also bring them to meet her, just as Kyungsoo did with his mother. I see myself in that moment. I see myself in his emotions to be happy and to let his mother know that he’s alright now, that he was content. Because she would want to know, and I would love to tell her that. So my stories always have a small piece of my heart in them.

That is very touching. What you hope to see in your own personal future, you project it into the fic. It’s like a promise to yourself in some ways? 

And with that, ladies gays and of the like, we have come to the end of the first part of two for this episode. 

This first part, Inari shared with us challenging moments while writing this fic, read us an excerpt from her Susceptible to You and we end this first part with learning that Inari leaves a part of herself in her longer works.

Now Inari, let’s take a pause here before getting to know you a bit more. Second part will be uploaded on the 14th! 

Thank you for listening, have a good day, dear kaisooist, and we look forward to tomorrow’s tomorrow’s episode. Stay tuned.

[moonbeamskiss7]

mini au/series (pt 1/?): college art student jongin draws his bf in his math textbook while at bf’s band practice :)

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Obsession (1)

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Warning: Smut, Stalker

Genre: College! Au

Word Count: 3.4k

Fuck. You really should have declined this fucking date.

You were in your second year of University, now you were currently hours away from your friends and family now, but you needed it. For your first year of University you had gone to one closer to home, and while the school was good, you were miserable. You lived at home with your overprotective parents, who didn't allow you to go to any parties, join any clubs, or do anything you wanted. They were smothering you and you felt like you couldn't breathe while being around them. You needed to leave, so when you heard you had been accepted for your second year, 6 hours away, you were so fucking delighted.

Here you were, at your new school for 4 months and you had only managed to make one friend. Everytime she invited you out with more people, something came up and you hadn't really been able to meet more people who you vibed with. Lisa had quickly become your best friend. And while you loved this school, you almost regretted transfering, due to your current predicament. When a guy from one of your classes, Mark, had asked you out, you hesitantly accepted. He was nice enough in class but now he was weird and making you uncomfortable.

“What kind of things do you like to do?” You ask, trying to bring on some kind of conversation.

“I'll like whatever you do.” He smiles, reaching over the table to grab your hand. You quickly pull it back, pretending to itch your leg.

“You don't have any hobbies?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. You wanted to get the fuck out if here.

“You. You'll be my hobby. I could look at you all day.” He smiles. That made you groan.

“I think you need to have your own hobbies. Staring at me is not a hobby.” You say, checking your phone. You quickly typed a message to Lisa, begging her to call you with an emergency. It's only been 30 minutes of this date but you couldn't do it anymore.

Seconds later your phone rang, Lisa's name popping up on the screen. You gave Mark a slight smile before answering. She was laughing on the other end, but you put on a pretty convincing performance.

“What? Oh, Lisa!” You exclaim. “Yes of course, I will be right there.” You finish.

“Meet me at the Rook.” She says before hanging Up.

“I'm so sorry Mark, I have to go.” You tell him, grabbing your purse. “There's an emergency.”

“What happened?” He asks.

Fuck, you hadn't thought that far.

“Her…dad was hit by a..dog.” You stutter. “Yeah, just zoomed right under him, took him right out. He's in the hospital.” You say. “Thank you for a..evening.” You finish before darting out of the diner. You decided to walk, since you weren't far from the bar she wanted to meet at.

Pulling open the doors, you're met immediately with Lisa at a table with a few others you hadn't met yet. Others that would soon become just as close to you as Lisa.

“Y/N!” She screams, giving you a giant hug. “This is Jennie and Rose, Jongin, Kyungsoo, Baekhyun and Sehun.” She smiles introducing you to everyone. “So, how was your date?” She asks. You settle in at the table and begin telling them all about the 30 minutes you had just spent with Mark.

“He kept trying to touch me, saying that he'd do whatever I wanted him to do.” You sigh. “It was all very weird and he made me extremely uncomfortable.” You finish, finishing off your drink.

“Who made you uncomfortable?” You hear a deep voice from beside you. You glance over and see quite possibly the most attractive man you'd ever seen. He was tall, black hair parted just right. He wore a nicely fitting shirt, dark ripped jeans. He pulled up a chair beside you, sitting down and smiled at you.

“Ah, Y/N, this is Chanyeol.” Lisa smiles. “Y/N was just telling us about her date tonight.”

“If you could even call it that.” You laugh. “I only lasted 30 minutes before Lisa called me with an emergency.”

“Speaking of, what did you tell him the emergency was?” She asked.

You covered your face in embarrassment.

“I never said I was good at lying.” You start to defend yourself. “Your dad was hit by a dog.” You start to laugh. “It zoomed under him and took him out.”

Everyone stared at you before the table erupted in laughter.

“Oh my poor dad.” She laughs.

**

A few hours and a few drinks later, you were all paying your tabs, but first exchanging numbers with everyone at the table. You'd all made a plan in a few weekends to get together, there just happened to be a party at the EXO frat, and you, Lisa, Jennie and Rose were going to attend. You were happy to finally be making some new friends.

“Are you sure you're okay to get home?” Lisa asks you, as you sway outside the bar.

“I um, think so.” You giggle.

“Yeah okay.” She laughs. “Jongin?” she says, motioning towards you.

“I'll happily get her home.” He smiles, fuck he was hot. You glanced over at Chanyeol, but he had already turned to walk away.

Jongin wraps his arm around your waist, heading in the direction of your address, that Lisa had told him.

You shouldn't have drank so much

Before you knew it, you were standing in front of your apartment door, trying to unlock it, but it really didn't help that you were seeing two of the locks.

“Here.” Jongin laughs, taking your keys from you. He unlocks your door, allowing you to stumble in. He hands your keys back to you. You mumble a thank you as you walk in and crash on the house. You can faintly hear Jongin chuckle as he closes your front door. You wanted to get up to go to your bed, but unfortunately your body was already down for the count. You snuggled into the couch and very quickly drifted off to sleep.

**

You swear to god you felt like you died. You rolled off the couch, your neck was stiff, your body hurt. This is why you never slept on the couch, you felt like an old, frail woman after whose body was failing her.

“Fuck.” You cry out, trying to move your neck around as you make your way to the bathroom. You turn on your shower, as hot as you're able to stand before checking your phone. You'd been added to a group chat with all that you met last night. They were talking about their upcoming week, until Jongin asked about you.

[From: Jongin 10:08am] How are you feeling this morning, Y/N? 🤣

[From: Lisa 10:08am] she probably feels like shit lol

[To: Group 10:10am] hangover wise, I feel great. Body wise? I slept on my couch and I have a hunchback now.

[From: Baekhyun 10:11am] don't die on us now

[To: Group 10:12am] no promises. I'm pretty fucked up ha.

[From: Jongin 10:15am] I can straighten you out if you need

You stared at your phone with your mouth hanging open. Did he? Was he really hitting on you? Your phone dinged again.

[From: Lisa 10:16am] I'M SORRY WHAT

[From: Kyungsoo 10:16am] I'm going to throw up my breakfast.

[From: Jongin 10:17am] STRETCHING. You fucking pervs. But I mean.. 😉

You set your phone down, and got into the shower. Would you take Jongin up on the stretching? Probably not, the hot water was already helping. However, would you take him up on sex if he offered? Possibly, but there was one face you just couldn't get out of your head.

**

The weeks went by, and you spent more and more time with Lisa, Jennie, Kyungsoo, Baekhyun and Sehun and Chanyeol. You didn't see Chanyeol as much, but you would see him around school every once in a while and when you would see him, you were met with a smile and a wave. You really wanted to hangout with him more.

The night of the party finally arrived, you were getting ready with Lisa, Jennie and Rose. The way you all acted together, no one would have known that you had only met the other two a few weeks ago, it was like you'd known them for years. Music blasted through Jennies apartment as you all danced around while doing your makeup, hair and getting dressed. Pre-drinks flowed and already you were having so much fun, you couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store for you. An hour or so later, the four of you walked into the house of EXO, immediately met by the smell of weed and sweat. People were drinking, smoking, dancing and it looked like everyone was having fun. You and Lisa made your way to the kitchen to grab a drink while Jennie and Rose went to talk to some people. After a few more shots, Lisa dragged you to the dance floor, where you both let loose. You felt a pair of hands slide behind you, grabbing your waist tightly. You looked up at Lisa who had a weird look on her face. Turning your head, you looked to see who was behind you. Immediately you were uncomfortable. It was Mark.

“Hi, baby.” He whispers into your ear. You look at Lisa with wide eyes, mouthing “help” to her.

“Bathroom break, c'mon Y/N.” She says, grabbing your hand to pull you away from him. She pulls you upstairs and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind you.

“Oh my god, thank you.” You breathe.

“Ew, what is he doing?” She says. “What did he say to you?”

“Hi baby.” You gag, remembering the feeling of his breath in your ear.

“Oh that's fucked up.” She laughs. You both wait a few minutes before you head out of the bathroom, looking down the hall to make sure he's not waiting for you. Luckily he isn't upstairs, and when you went downstairs, you didn’t see him. You breathed a sigh of relief. You and Lisa got another drink, heading back to the dance floor where you met the rest of the group. Hours had passed and you had forgotten about your little interaction with Mark. You had left the dance floor, sitting on the couch with someone you didn’t recognize immediately. He wore a sweater, ripped jeans and a hat that almost covered his face.

“You want a hit?” he asks, passing you a blunt. You’d smoked a few times before but not very often because of your parents. You happily took it, taking a few puffs before handing it back. He looks over at you, giving you a smile and that's when you saw.

“Chanyeol.” you smiled.

“Having fun?” he asks. You nod your head as you feel the weed mixed with alcohol hitting you.

“That may have been a bad idea.” you giggle. Chanyeol smiles at you. Before you can say anything, you’re being pulled off the couch by Jongin, who insists that you dance with him, so you do. His hands on your hips as you grind your ass into him, but your eyes never leave Chanyeol. He adjusts his hat, showing his eyes that are set on you. Chanyeol licks his lips as he watches you dance with Jongin, his hands moving up and down your body. Chanyeol leans forward, his eyes still trained on you, his arms now resting on his thighs.

When the song is over, Jongin asks if you want a drink, you decline, wanting to go back to Chanyeol but you were cut off.

“Hey you.” Mark smiles, stepping in front of you. “Why did you run off?” He asks, tilting his head to the side.

“I've been with friends.” You say, trying to push your way past him, going anywhere else. He grabs your wrist, tightening his grip.

“Why are you trying to leave? I'm talking to you.” He snaps.

“Look Mark, you seem nice.” You say, glancing down at his hold on you. “But it's just not going to work out between us.” you finish, trying to get him to release your arm.

“Why not?” He asks, holding you tighter.

“I'm just not interested.” You say, fighting his grip a little harder now. You were beginning to panic. Everyone was in their own little worlds, no one realizing what was going on.

“You haven't even given me a chance.” he spits. You can't be nice anymore. He just wasn't getting it.

“I don't fucking like you.” You yell, pushing him with your free hand. His grip loosens a little, allowing you to rip your arm from his hand. You turn to walk away, catching the eyes of Chanyeol, who was looking at you with a concerned look. You start walking towards him when you're pulled away, Mark's hand back on your arm, pulling you in the opposite direction, towards the front door. You looked back for Chanyeol but he wasn't there. Mark continues to pull you through the crowd. Panic was really starting to set in, until you came to an abrupt stop.

“Move.” Mark yells. You look ahead, seeing Chanyeol blocking the way.

“She doesn’t seem interested, dude.” Chanyeol deadpans, glancing down at Mark’s hand on your wrist. He grabs Mark’s arm, swiftly moving Mark’s hand from you. “Don't touch her, or we're gonna have a fucking problem.”

Mark stares at Chanyeol for a moment before looking back at you. He gives you a wink before he walks away.

You let out a breath that you hadn't realized you were holding. “Thank you.” You say to Chanyeol.

“Can I take you home?” He asks. You quickly look around for the other girls to say goodbye, but you can't see them.

“Please.” You half smile at him, heading towards the door.

The walk home was pretty quiet, until you were close to your building and Chanyeol spoke up.

“So that guy..” he starts.

“Was the guy I went on a date with a few weeks ago.” You confirm.

“That's crazy.” He laughs. “I mean, I can see the appeal though.” He smiles.

“It's just right up here.” You tell him, pointing to the building coming up. “Would you.. want to come up for a drink or something?” You ask. Chanyeol nods his head, as you both make your way into the building.

You really had planned on having a drink, but as you closed your door behind you, Chanyeol turned around, looking your body up and down. He stepped towards you, you stepped back, backing into the door.

“Just say no if you want me to stop.” He whispers.

You say nothing.

He crashes his lips onto yours, his tongue sliding into your mouth, both of your tongues tangling together as he deepens the kiss, pushing his body against yours. You quickly discard your coat onto the floor, never breaking the kiss. Chanyeol bends down, his lips leaving yours and moving to your neck as he puts his arms under your thighs, effortlessly picking you up, letting you wrap your legs around his waist. He pins you against the wall once again, freeing his hands as you're still wrapped around his body.

“Hope you didn't like this shirt too much.” He groans, Using both his hands to rip open your shirt, buttons flying everywhere.

That was so fucking hot.

He pulls the shirt off of you, throwing it wherever, he kisses your neck, moving down your chest. You flick his hat from his head, upset that you were the only one half naked.

“Bedroom?” he asks.

“Kitchen table.” You breathe.

He smirks, walking you to the table. He lays you down, pulling his shirt off in front of you.

Holy fuck.

He was a lot more muscular than you had originally assumed, he looked so fucking good. He reaches up, grabbing the waist of your jeans, he tugs them down, discarding them on the floor, leaving you in your bra and panties. You place your feet on the table as Chanyeol kneels down in front of you, peppering kisses between your thighs. You're so fucking wet, desperate and needy right now and this was not helping.

“Please.” You pant.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl.” He says, moving closer to your pussy but not close enough.

“Eat me.” You groan, spreading your legs even more. Chanyeol licks his lips as he moves your panties to the side, spreading your lips before he licks a strip up your wet pussy.

Fuck

“Mhmm.” Chanyeol groans, latching his lips to your clit. You back arches as he continues to lick and suck on your clit. Your eyes are closed as you feel him reach up, grabbing your tits, squeezing as he devours you. Your toes curl as he moves his mouth quicker, your hands make their way to his hair, gripping tightly as you push his face deeper into you, grinding your cunt on his face.

“Oh my fucking God.” You cry out, your orgasm building quickly. “Shit, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum.” You whimper just as your orgasm hits you, your eyes roll back into your head as your body works through the pure fucking euphoria you were feeling. Chanyeol takes one last slurp as he stands up, his rock hard cock pressing against his jeans.

He gives you a cocky smile as you sit up, your head spinning uncontrollably. “Wow.” You whisper, sliding off the table and down to your knees. You fumble with the button of his pants for a second before you get it undone, yanking his jeans and boxers down, letting his cock spring free.

You grab the base of him with your hand, licking the precum from his tip, before letting him shove his cock down your throat, as far as he could. You gag on him as he grips your hair. He thrusts his cock in and out of your mouth, tears falling down your cheeks, making your mascara run.

“Your fucking mouth feels so fucking good.” He groans, giving you one more hard thrust, before pulling his cock out. “I don't want to cum yet.” He breathes. You stand up, staring at him, he takes his thumb, smearing your mascara even more.

“Fuck that's hot.” he groans, bending you over the table. He stands behind you, his hard hands on your hips as he lines himself up with your entrance, his large cock stretching you out.

You cry out loudly as he shoves himself into you as far as he can go. He slowly pulls himself out before slamming back into you. Chanyeol grabs your hair, taking a clump in his hand to pull your head back before picking up his pace. His cock slams into you, hitting the perfect spot to build up another orgasm

“Right there, fuck, don't stop.” You scream. He lets go of your hair, pushing your head down, pressing your face into the table as he rams into you.

“Shit, you feel so fucking good.” He groans, not slowing down. Your apartment fills with the sounds of your skin slapping together, moans coming from both of you. The smell of sex and sweat filled the air as you came all over his cock, tightening your pussy around him. He pounds into you for a few more seconds before he finishes, releasing his cum inside of you.

He stands with his cock still inside you for a few seconds, both of you catching your breath. He pulls out of you, asking where the bathroom was. You continue to lay on the table, pointing in a direction, you weren't quite sure which one but he'd find it. You couldn't move, your legs didn't want to work right now. When he came out, he chuckled at you still laying against the table.

“Need some help?” He asks.

“please.” you half laugh. “I'm weak.”

Chanyeol laughs, scooping you up, taking you to your room, that he saw on the way to the bathroom. He laid you in your bed, covering you up with your blanket. He grabs your phone doing something quickly with it before pulling out his phone. He looks at it briefly, furrowing his brows.

“I gotta go, but I'll text you.” He smiles. You nod your head, your eyes already closed. chanyeol leans down, placing a small kiss on your lips before heading out.

Fuck you wished he'd stay.

[exoxobsession]

Spring Days || 5

Genre : Fluff, CollegeAU!, Angst, Cursing

Pairings : Kai x Ji-Eun (You)

Word count : 1.3K

Summary : Friends become strangers, trust is gone, he betrays their friendship, she moves on. What if they meet again? Will they become friends or stay as strangers with memories?

A/N: I know there’s not many moments between Jongin and the OC, but, please bear with me. I’m trying my best. But I promise in future chapters there will be! And the breaks are a bit too much, IK. I’m sorry!

Part: 1 |  2 | 3 | 4 | 5

“Why do the 12 of you stay here, at this house?” you tilted your head looking at him waiting for him to answer why they were here instead of their own houses. “Well, it’s just that we were all very close friends for the past 3? No, 2 years, and instead of those stinky dorms Junmyeon told us we could stay here,” he explained, you turned to look at the endless city lights blinking in the distance.

“It’s beautiful.” you breathed out. “Yeah, right? None of the guys understand why I sit here. It helps me calm down and stop overthinking.” he whispered.

You told him some things your parents didn’t know. The whole night you stayed up just talking, it was surprising for you to open up to someone so easily.

You woke up to the loud knocking on the door, with your name being called. The door opened to Chanyeol, hair messy, hands rubbing his eyes. You turned towards the wall, wrapping the blanket around your body, not ready to get up yet. A loud sound rang through your room. Turning around, you saw Chanyeol on the ground, “Oh my god, Chanyeol! Seriously?” you groaned, not getting up to help him.

Some boys rushed into the room, probably startled by the noise, “You’re supposed to help me.” he whined while rubbing his ass. “Too lazy.”

You walked into the bathroom to freshen up. You went down to the kitchen hoping to calm your angry stomach. Before you even stepped in, someone pulled you by the forearm, dragging you outside.

Chanyeol didn’t know what to do. He was confused; you were talking fine until Jongin came. He saw something change in your face, your eyes got teary and you changed the subject.

He knew what happened between you two after the last night on the rooftop. He needed to the other side, Jongin’s side. Maybe he could get Jongin alone and talk to him. Or maybe- “—Ji-Eun, maybe in a bitter war.” he snapped out of his thoughts when he heard your name. “What?” he said a bit too high.

“I said that something’s happening between Jongin and Y/N. Remember how she looked at him. She looked like she could kill him there.” Baekhyun explained. “I don’t think that’s the case.” Junmyeon reasoned.

“Maybe they’re exes?” Luhan said. “No.” Everyone turned to Chanyeol, “I mean, no one knows, right? We shouldn’t jump to conclusions. They just could be friends, or maybe enemies, but never exes. Wait, what? No. We should just let them solve it.” he continued. He mentally hit himself. “Okay…” thankfully everyone just scattered thinking it was his normal behavior.

It was soon evening by then and everyone settled in for an ‘important meeting’ that was called by Junmyeon. “The semester just ended and my father called me and said that he was going on a trip to Hawaii and I was wondering if you wanted to tag along.” The room remained silent. You heard only the tapping of the keyboard on your phone. Everyone turned to look at you, you just looked at the boys who were facing you. “What?” you whispered, suddenly scared.

“Why are you looking at me?” you tried after no one answered your former question. “Nothing, Eun, they were just wondering if you wanted to tag along,” Chanyeol said casually. “Oh, no, I’m fine, you guys should just go, plus my parents might arrive next week, and… and… yeah.” you ran out of excuses after the last sentence.

“She’s coming.” Chanyeol glared at you then turning to Suho. “What? Chanyeol, since when do you make decisions for me? You Yodhfhwjdjf” he put his hand over your mouth, muffing the insult.

“Ji-Eun,” he called from the other side of your bed.

“No.”

“Ji-Eun!” he whined, throwing his arms around like a little child.

“You’re a big baby, Chanyeol.” you shook your head as your eyes never left your phone. You didn’t want to go, and your reasoning was pretty simple. One - You didn’t know them. Two - You were trying to avoid a certain someone.

Chanyeol just didn’t get it. He was convincing you, or at least trying to convince you to go with them. “Why should I come though?” you asked, looking at his pouty face. “And don’t do that, it’s disgusting,” you added.

“Meanie. It’s going to be fun, and why do you wanna stay here instead of traveling?”

“You know exactly why,” you said, glaring at him.

“You shouldn’t be like that. It’s like your refrain yourself from having fun because of him.”

The doorbell rang, saving you from answering. Grabbing your phone and keys, you made your way down, knowing who it was. “Hey!” you said to Yeona, who was standing there awkwardly.

“Going somewhere?” Junmyeon asked. “Yeah, just going out, that’s it,” you replied while latching your hand to her and dragging her out.

“You do not know how grateful I am right now,” you said while buckling your seatbelt. “Where are we going?” you asked as she took you down an unfamiliar road. “Chae.” was all she said, but you understood what she meant.

“Is she okay?” you breathed. “She’s fine but, her grandma isn’t as good, ever since…” she didn’t need to continue. A cafe came into view as she pulled over.

“Chae-young…” you exclaimed as you hugged her. “It’s been years! I missed you!” pulling back, you saw tears in her eyes. “She’ll be fine, don’t worry,” you assured her.

You came home around 7; you met her grandma. The clouds started closing in. Maybe it was going to rain. Closing the door of ‘your’ room, you sat on the bed thinking of your grandma.

I miss her. You thought.

“It’s raining, granny. We should stop somewhere.” Your 12-year-old self advised. But she didn’t listen. Instead, she said it would be fine, and she’s done this many times before. It was a tremendous storm, thunder and lightning flashing. 

“I’m scared,” you admitted. “Don’t be dear, it’s fine, granny will take you to your house no matter what.” 

But she didn’t take you home, she didn’t come back home after that. Never, ever. If you said you missed her, that would be an understatement. You thought about how she took care of you, how she was there when you had nightmares. Only if you didn’t insist on going home that day, she would’ve been here.

Suddenly the room went dark, you heard someone shriek downstairs. Putting your hand out, you tried looking for your phone. Finally, finding it, you turned on the flashlight making your way down.

“There’s a blackout, probably because of the storm outside,” Kris informed all of you. Storm? You gulped. Someone pulled you down to sit while Kyungsoo lit up a candle. “You okay?” Luhan asked you, to which you just nodded. A thunderclap made you flinch. Calm down Ji-Eun. 

You heard another series of loud booms and claps, which made you shut your ears tight. Tears escaped as that night’s memories came back. Arms wrapped around you, and you knew who it was. The familiar, yet distant feeling, the smell of his cologne.

“It’s fine,” he said, rubbing your back up and down. The tiniest ‘Jongin’ left your lips. “I’m here, shh. Do you think she would like it if you were crying like this?” A sob slipped out as you heard another clap of thunder. “Let’s get you some sleep. Come on now,” he said as he led you upstairs.

You fell for him again. You let your guard down, and he used the chance. One day and he has you running for him again. One day and he broke down all the locks on your heart. “Get on,” he said ever so softly. Obeying him, you laid down. “Jongin-”

“Shh… just listen to me for once.” 

Having him play with your hair while you slept was only in your fantasy. Maybe if you just forgive- no, you shouldn’t do that after everything he’s done. After everything, he put you through.

You decided you would think about that tomorrow and enjoy the current moment.

[kpopfanfictrash]

Christmas Socks (M)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You/Jongin (Kai)

Rating: 18+ (smut)

Word Count: 3,575

Summary:  You and Jongin are both stuck in the dorms for the holidays. [ THIS IS A REPOST ]

“You’re really going to stay in the dorms over Christmas?” My sister tuts into her  phone, clearly displeased.

I don’t respond, tucking my face into my scarf as I run across the quad. The wind is far too loud for her to hear me anyways and once I’m under the philosophy overhang, I sigh, placing the phone back at my ear.

“It doesn’t make sense,” I explain. “Mom and Dad are in the Caribbean. You’re visiting your boyfriend. What am I going to do – sit alone in the dark?”

“You could go to Aunt Mary’s and Steve’s,” Katie offers. “At least they’re family.”

“They don’t even celebrate Christmas. They do that European thing where they exchange presents on Three Wise Men’s day or something.”

“Oh shit, you’re right.” My sister’s pause gives me time to run to the next building. “You could always come to Josh’s?”

“To your boyfriend’s parents’ house?” I laugh. “That’s sweet, but no. I think meeting the son’s girlfriend is stressful enough without adding her spinster sister.”

Katie groans at my hyperbole. “You’re a senior in college, Y/N.”

“True,” I agree. “But with my love of cats and permanent lack of romance, that’s the direction in which I’m heading.” Unhooking the keys from my backpack, I rush the final few steps to my dorm. It is freezing.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” Katie sighs, but already I can tell that I’ve won.

“Obviously,” I grin, struggling to pull off my glove. “But that’s why you love me, eh?”

“That, and blood relation. But really,” Katie asks, turning serious. “Why can’t somebody else stay?”

“Because I’m the RA,” I explain, swiping my ID at the door. “And because I have nowhere else to go for Christmas and volunteered. That’s why.”

“This makes me sad.”

“Yeah, well, same.” I enter the dorm, kicking the door shut behind me.

“Are you completely alone, though?” Katie persists. “Isn’t there at least someone else to keep you company?”

Stomping the snow from my boots, I shiver. The dorm’s heating is heavenly after the sub-zero temperatures outside. “I think there’s one of two freshmen who decided to stay over. Also whichever male RA they shanghaied too.”

“A boy?” Katie perks up considerably. “Is he cute?”

“I don’t know.” I shrug. “I don’t know which one is staying. Probably not cute, though. Most RA’s aren’t.”

“You’re cute,” Katie points out.

“Mom taught us not to lie, Katie.” I laugh, despite myself. At least I can always count on my sister to cheer me up.

I wasn’t lying about the others, though. Most of my fellow RA’s are recluses, not exactly looking for romance. There’s only a few of us scholarship students who were forced into being RA’s to keep the tuition funds going. Just me and Jongin, really.

Jongin.

Just his name makes my eyes roll. He’s cute. Oh, Jongin is cute, alright. Jongin is also a giant pain in my ass. He got on my bad side earlier this year when he threatened to report me to campus residence life – and this was just the start of our animosity.

The date was sometime late September; cold enough where the mornings were just starting to freeze over. Now, if we’re speaking technically, RAs are allowed to have guests of the opposite gender stay overnight, just not on Parents weekend. Which it was.

Anyways, I had a guy over and was trying to sneak him out when we ran into Jongin, coming in from his morning jog.

I suppose I should preface this fact with another. At the beginning of the year, Jongin and I hung out. We bonded quickly over both being scholarship students and even – maybe? – had a moment or two. Ish.

The which immediately comes to mind was in early September. It was way past curfew at that point and I was sprawled out on Jongin’s bed, an almost-empty bottle of wine between us. I remember laughing at something he said, probably a terrible pun – Jongin loved unnecessary puns.

At some point I moved closer and when I did, my head fell on Jongin’s shoulder. His arm was pressed tightly to mine in a slightly uncomfortable, but nice way. Eventually I pulled back to look at him. Jongin smiled down at me, light brown hair falling messily into his eyes.

As I stared back, the room spun. Maybe from the wine, maybe not. Either way, Jongin’s face softened the longer he looked at me, eyes questioning as I tilted my head upwards. Then his eyes lost that look and he bent forward, gaze determined… until someone knocked on his door.

A freshman, warning that another freshman was puking in the hall and Jongin needed to help clean up. I left after that – and Jongin never mentioned it to me again.

For a full week I wondered if it had been just my imagination, since he didn’t call. Didn’t text. Not even a vague hello to make me puzzle over the second meaning. Hence the one night stand.

Anyways, that morning I was escorting my guest out when we ran into Jongin. He stared at us, slowly pulling ear buds from his ears. “You’re not supposed to have guys over,” he muttered, glancing at me.

Sensing the awkwardness of the moment, one-night-stand guy decided to leave. He muttered something about calling that neither he, nor I actually believed that he’d do. Once he was gone, I crossed my arms. “What are you going to do,” I demanded. “Tell on me?”

The tips of Jongin’s ears turned red. “It’s parents weekend.”

“Yeah, so?” I laughed, which maybe was the wrong thing to do. He bristled, at that. “What, are you jealous or something? Are you really that petty?”

“Please,” Jongin rolled his eyes. “Like I’d be jealous of him.”

“Whatever,” I grumbled, stomping past him inside. “Do whatever you want, Jongin. I don’t care.”

I don’t think Jongin ended up doing anything, after that. At least, I never got into trouble but after that morning, things between us were decidedly frosty.

Now, I stomp my boots on the mat, unwinding my scarf. “Yeah, it’s just me and the dorms tonight,” I complain to my sister.

As though reading my mind, Katie asks, “What about Jongin? You know, that hot RA you – ”

“Goodbye, Katie!” I wince, entering my lobby. “Lovely talking to you. Say hi to Josh for me!”

Katie cracks up. “Okay,” she chuckles. “But Y/N. Call tomorrow so I can wish you a Merry Christmas, okay?”

“Okay,” I smile. “Merry Christmas Eve.”

As I hang up, I grimace at the decked-out archway. The dorm really went all out for the holidays, a fact which only furthers my sense of embitterment. There’s mistletoe hanging over every door, garland twined round every banister and bowls of candy on all the landings.

Glancing at the empty stairwell, I reach out to grab the whole bowl. Who cares, anyways? Tomorrow is Christmas.

“Going somewhere?”

The voice is male; equal parts amused and annoyed and when I turn, I see Jongin. I freeze, almost dropping the bowl. He leans against the door frame, watching me steal.

Fuck.

“I - uh.” Slowly, I set the bowl back down. “Just checking the candy count,” I explain. “Don’t want to run low for Santa.”

Jongin pushes himself off the wall, a brief smile crossing his face before disappearing. “Considering we’re the only ones here, I don’t think we’re in danger of running out. Go on,” he nods towards the bowl. “What’s the harm?”

I shrug, picking it back up again. There’s no point in pretending.

Jongin turns, is halfway to the door, when something makes me open my mouth. “Lousy Christmas, huh?” I call after him.

Jongin pauses before turning back, the ghost of a smile on his lips. “And a Crappy New Year.”

For a few seconds I hover, unsure of what to say. This is the most civil we’ve been in months and a part of me wants it to continue talking. I just keep remembering his face that morning though, the face he’s had most mornings with me – and I find myself retreating. “I should go,” I say, twisting my scarf around my wrist. “Wouldn’t want the candy to get cold.”

Jongin nods slowly. “Right. Well, Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” I echo, disappearing down the hall.

The door to my room is unlocked – purposeful, since there’s no one around to steal anything. I set down my bowl of candy, turning on the TV and flopping across my bed. The Grinch. Excellent.

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to my very Merry Christmas.

The plan is to watch the Grinch, eat an entire bowl of candy and hopefully fall into a sugar coma before I remember the fact that my entire family abandoned me on the most wonderful night of the year. I’m almost to the middle of the movie when a knock sounds at my door. Swinging my legs from beneath a giant pile of blankets, I answer.

“Yeah?” I call, despite there really only being one person it could be.

When I open the door, Jongin raises an eyebrow. “I hope you have more wine than that,” is all he says.

I don’t open the door further, staring up at him. “What are you doing here?”

The second my words leave, I wish I could take them back. What I meant was – nope, I meant that. Jongin’s presence feels surreal. Like I’ve somehow traveled back in time.

His eyes narrow. “Just making sure you haven’t overdosed on Christmas candy.”

“Oh.” I blink up at him. “Well, if that’s all – I’m fine.”

Jongin exhales, looking past me into my room. “Are you going to make me beg to come in?”

“Maybe.”

“Fine,” he mutters. “I just thought you wouldn’t want to be alone on Christmas. My mistake.” He turns to leave.

It’s as I watch him walk away that it occurs to me maybe Jongin doesn’t want to be alone on Christmas.

“Wait,” I sigh, taking a step forward.

Jongin looks back at me, waiting.

“Why do you want to spend Christmas with me, anyways?” I ask, unable to stop myself. “You hate me.”

“I don’t … hate you,” Jongin says, though his words sound doubtful.

A snort escapes my lips. “Right.”

“Believe what you want to believe.” Jongin shrugs. “But it’s Christmas Eve and Christmas is a time for forgiveness.”

“Literally no one says that.”

Jongin squints. “Are you trying to make me leave?”

“Ugh,” I exhale, considering for a moment. “Fine. Come on in. Since it’s Christmas.”

Jongin grins like he’s won the lottery. He walks inside, kicking off his shoes to plop down onto my bed. He’s dressed in a dark green sweater and jeans – which are black and faded. The combination makes his eyes darker brown than usual. “You were watching the Grinch, too?” he asks, noticing my TV.

“Of course.” I shut my door. “Although if you want to continue, I must warn: I know every line and am not shy about quoting.”

Jongin looks like he’s struggling not to laugh. “Right,” he says, pulling his legs up under him. “I also was serious about what I said – is that all the wine you have?”

My gaze moves to his feet. He’s wearing bright red Christmas socks. Tiny white presents dot the material and for some reason, it makes my heart ache. I shake my head. “I have more,” I say, crossing the room.

Jongin nods. “Cool. Glasses?”

Tossing him one, I clamber next to him with a new bottle. “Cheers,” I say, pouring my glass.

Jongin watches. “Cheers,” he echoes.

The silence widens, a tense awkwardness melting between us. I pull my blanket onto my lap. Next to Jongin, in his perfect sweater and red socks, I feel underdressed. Before he came I changed into leggings and a sweatshirt. My feet are bare and hair is up – at least I didn’t wash my makeup off yet. What am I even saying? It doesn’t matter if I have on makeup or not. This is Jongin we’re talking about.

Speaking of. Jongin laughs at the TV. “I love this part,” he grins. “Slunk.”

“What a god-awful impression,” I grin, falling back on my pillows. I’m careful to keep my distance from him, taking a slow sip of my wine as the movie continues to play.

One hour later, I’m not so concerned about space anymore.

If you were looking at my room now versus then, you’d be stunned by the juxtaposition. Maybe even question whether or not you were looking at the same place. When The Grinch ends, we end up watching Christmas Vacation – yet another movie I can quote, much to Jongin’s amusement.

I’m almost to the bottom of my second glass of wine when I realize our limbs are touching. I’m on top of the covers, blanket long discarded on the floor. It was too hot anyways, what with Jongin on my bed. The room is dark, lit only by the glow of the television and my Christmas tree. It casts a warm light over the space, illuminating Jongin’s profile.

I can’t help but notice that when he laughs, he opens his entire mouth. Eyes crinkling to slivers, looking like he enjoys laughing. Not everybody does. On some people laughter looks like work, as though they’re forcing their diaphragms to expand and contract with each noise.

Not Jongin.

Realizing that I’m staring, I look down. As I refocus on the screen, I set my wine glass to the side. A yawn escapes as I draw my legs up onto the bed.

Jongin glances over, expression unreadable as he asks, “Do you want me to go?”

My gaze flickers to his, then to the screen. “The movie’s not over yet,” I say.

He nods.

It might be minutes, hours later when I wake up. My eyes open, struggling to make sense of my surroundings. The side of my face is pressed to something soft – soft but hard, smooth against my cheek. When comprehension finally dawns, my eyes fly open.

Jongin. I’m curled against Jongin, nestled into his side with his arm draped over my shoulder. He smells wonderful. Like laundry detergent, cinnamon and… something else.

His breathing is calm but shallow. When I look up, I see this is because he’s still awake. What’s more, his gaze drifts to meet mine. I should say something, I reason. Should push him away, mutter an excuse, get up to leave.

But I don’t.

Instead I tilt my head upwards.  

Jongin’s breath catches, a tiny sound in the otherwise silent room. Sometime while I slept, he turned off my TV. His fingers brush the side of my face, his touch sending a shiver through me.

Still without a word, Jongin bends his head. His kiss is soft, lips just barely touching and he hovers until I reach up to twine my fingers through his hair. He falls onto his elbow, wrapping one arm around my waist and pulling me against him. I press my body to his, heart fluttering as my eyes close.

Jongin slides fingers through my hair, deepening the kiss to nudge my leg aside. His fingers drift over my sides, tugging my shirt up as his thumbs brush hipbones. Jongin stiffens at my moan, pulling back just to look at me. His cheeks are flushed, eyes dark. “I lied earlier,” he breathes.

“What?” I ask, blinking. “About what?”

“You said that I hated you,” Jongin explains. “And I didn’t say no.”

I wait for him to say more, distracted by the way his thumbs trace circles over my skin.

“I like you,” he says, the words coming out in a rush. “A lot.”

“Can I confess something?”

“Mm.”

“Me too.”

“You like you, too?”

I swat at his arm, grin fading when Jongin gently nips at my throat. He pulls back and laughs, gently pressing his lips to that same spot.

“I like you too,” I whisper, not sure if he’ll hear.

He does. When Jongin kisses me again, it’s with none of his previous hesitancy. He props himself over me, just far enough so I feel his every movement. His lips harden, our mouths opening as his hands tug my sweatshirt farther up my body.

I whimper, pressing close as his lips trail my jaw. “Jongin,” I groan, hands slipping under his sweater.

“Yes?”

Sitting up, I maintain eye contact and lift my sweatshirt over my head. Jongin’s eyes follow my, swallowing as I drop it to the floor. I’m left in just my bra, a plain black that shouldn’t be as sexy as Jongin seems to find it.

His eyes flicker and he pulls me forward. Lifting me bodily to settle on his lap. My legs wrap around his waist and I’m very aware of the growing hardness between his legs. Jongin tilts my head to the side, kissing a path down my neck that has me clenching around him.

He chuckles, low and deep. “Take this off,” I mutter, pulling at his sweater with none of his earlier grace.

Jongin obliges, sliding the garment over his head. And then it’s just his skin on mine, his warmth sending shivers down my spine. His hands slide around my torso, gently removing my bra. Jongin lowers me against the sheets, hovering over me.

When I nod he presses his lips to my neck, kissing down my chest. He pauses at my breasts, hands and lips urging moans from my body before continuing his path downwards. Slowly he unbuttons my jeans, lips skimming the top of my pants. Tracing the sensitive skin of my hipbones. His hands push my jeans off, dropping them and my panties to the floor beside us.

When his lips find my sex, I stiffen. Jongin smiles, moving his hands beneath my thighs to ease them apart. His lips coast over me again, tongue applying pressure in a way that makes me squirm.

And then he seems to forget about being gentle, sucking harshly as I clench my legs around him. He strokes a finger across my opening, groaning something about how wet I am. As his finger slides into me, he flicks his tongue. His other hand pressing my hips down, keeping me from moving. Not allowing me to shift, no matter how much I try.

“Jongin,” I breathe. My fingers wrap around his hair. “Please.”

He looks up, pausing in his movements.  “Yes?”

“I want you,” I whisper, pulling him up over me.

His eyes widen. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Jongin moves, skin sliding over mine as I push impatiently at his jeans, almost falling off the bed to yank him forward. Jongin starts to laugh, pulling my hands above my head and stilling my movements. He shifts from his jeans, kicking them and his underwear to the floor. He hovers there for a second, pushing my hair behind my ear with his free hand.

His next kiss is soft and languid, member hard between my legs. I press closer, breathing suddenly unsteady. Jongin rolls on his condom and pauses, fingers tracing over my center. He rubs a circle around my clit as I arch upwards. “Jongin,” I whine.

He smiles and aligns our hips. His smile is wiped completely when he enters. “Ah,” he groans, closing his eyes. “Fuck.”

He sinks deeper, opening his eyes to look at me. Jongin’s gaze is dark; intense with desire and something else – something subtler. I can feel it in his touch, in the slow speed he moves. Entering slowly, allowing me to feel every inch of him.

I wrap my legs around him when he stops, silently urging him on. Jongin obeys, pulling back almost to the point of exit before sliding back in. It feels even better this way and I groan. “Faster, Jongin.”

Jongin gathers my thigh, wrapping it around his waist, rolling his hips as his pace roughens. His lips move to my neck, ghosting along my jaw and ending at my lips. His kiss matches his thrusts, tongue sliding against mine in a rough approximation of below.

“You don’t know how long,” he moans, shifting to hit a deeper angle, “I have wanted to do this.”

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted you to do this,” I gasp, tightening as he increases tempo. His hips press me to the bed, sliding over my body at a new angle. The feeling is overwhelming, almost too intense when combined with his hand between my legs. He circles my sex, forcing my legs to tremble.

“Oh,” I sigh. “Jongin, please. Jongin!”

Jongin moves faster, thrusts harder. A steady wave builds until I fall, wrapped around him as I come. I breathe heavily, coming down from my high as Jongin pushes his last final inches. When he stills, I slide my hands to his neck and move my thumb along his jaw.

“Merry Christmas,” Jongin smiles. He pulls from my body, falling next to me.

I giggle and scoot closer, allowing him capture my hand with his. His other hand strokes my face, gently pressing my bottom lip. I fake bite him. “Merry Christmas Eve,” I correct.

“Nope.  You slept through that,” Jongin grins. “I was going to tell you when you woke up but then you seduced me and, well…”

His laughter shakes my chest against his. “Mm.” I move closer. “I can’t argue with that. I must have been very, very good this year,” I muse. “That was some gift.”

“Glad you think so.” Jongin nudges your neck with his nose, kissing gently. “Because I was just thinking of other things for me to unwrap.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I want you to put on my Christmas socks.”

© kpopfanfictrash, 2016. Do not copy or repost without permission.

[clovd-9]

the honey-gold boy from latin ii⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

the kind of person you look at while zoning out

and you catch yourself a minute after doing so and pray that he didn't notice

he did though, but don't worry, he'll never tell you

instead he'll smile to himself and soon you'll begin to plague his mind—as he will yours

the boy in your latin class, what a surprise that he of all people was the one who was most on your mind and laced in your thoughts

one day, after much observation, he plops down beside your seat and babbles about needing help with the current vocab and wanting to go to a cafe to study

to this, you accept with a small nod of the head and a giddy smile

you learn that his name is kim jongin and that he apparently he has a death wish (basing that off of the fact he added 4 shots of espresso in his coffee)

he was sweet, goofy, and quick to learn

so, just maybe, you would find yourself staring at him intentionally, noticing the way his lips curve or his eyes sparkle when he talks about his major

he's possibly the most beautiful person you've ever met, and god does that show in all the poems you whisper under your breath, all the paintings you create in your head, how you could say the exact honey-gold color of his skin if someone asked

let's be real, you had fallen and you had fallen hard over the past few weeks you'd gotten to know him

and he had with you, learning your favorite latin word, memorizing the way you say "caramel frappuccino"

he was way in over his head but he was so in love with it, with you, with the little things, and with the feeling of just being near you

and it isn't until the day after the big test you both had been anticipating that he offers to take you to the cafe and buy you a drink as a thank you

but not only was your usual frappuccino given, as was a long awaited kiss, first on your hand, next on your lips

and god—you couldn't wait for the future that was to come

[iridescentxstars]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐀𝐲𝐥𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 ੈ✩‧₊˚

ೃ⁀➷ Here is part two! Enjoy!

The Swim Team’s Car Wash Fundraiser - @miss-pearlescent || college!au || personal favourite || requested by me || note: I asked for this for my birthday and I am not disappointed hehe

Hips - @soobadnoonecanstopher || teacher!au || parent!au || personal favourite || note: nothing makes me happier than reading dancer!father!jongin teaching dance to adorable kids and the rest of the story that comes with it (steamy)

Half Love - @forexcapism-blog || vampire!au || personal favourite || note: we may never know what happens but damn the tension was so good and do I still love this series with my forever pining heart

Continuation - @thesammtimes || idol!au || personal favourite || continuation of a drabble i wrote || note: it was the sweetest thing when Samm said she wanted to write a second part to my drabble, made me super happy

Humiliation - @mybiasisexo || roommate!au || personal favourite || requested by me || note: damn this drabble definitely makes oneself fan her cheeks because it is h o t HOT

Colours of Jongin - @moonlightjongin || moodboard || personal favourite || birthday present || note: i know my dear has been fretting so much over this moodboard compilation but it is honestly the most beautiful thing i have ever seen

When I Was Yours - @moonlightjongin || college!au || personal favourite || note: I have been waiting for this for so long, you have no idea and guess what - I am not in any way or form disappointed with this masterfully written piece. I love it and will forever love it just as much as exception

Say Yes - @mint-yooxgi || killer!au || yandere!au || personal favourite || written for me || note: this made me squeal and giggle with a stupid grin on my face. I am so lucky to have such a talented writer as a friend who loves to give me my favourite killer in a cute way

Some Like It Rough - @mint-yooxgi || killer!au || yandere!au || personal favourite || written for me || note: even though she was worried, jackie did an amazing job and god did i love every second of this fic

Wicked Games - @thesammtimes || stripper!au || mafia!au || personal favourite || requested by me || note: this is an idea i’ve been playing with. a dark stripper/mafia piece filled with dark love and such.

Soft Nini - @thesammtimes || ambiguous!au || personal favourite || requested by me || note: i needed softness and samm provided T_T

Universal Differences - @miss-pearlescent || alien!au || personal favourite || kind of requested by me || note: ugh this is only two chapters in and im god damn in love! she’s done it AGAIN

The General’s Sweetheart - @miss-pearlescent || personal favourite || note: ugh this is so good so far, i can’t wait for more!

Kingdom Come - @x-ratedkpop || personal favourite || written for me || note: thank you bb for writing this for me omg i love you and i love this fic T_T

I Made Nini Smile - @kimkaijong-in || personal favourite || gif set || note: thank you so much because i wanted this so much and i am so happy thank you so much!

Wrecked - @worldwidewreckers || personal favourite || gif set || note: still don’t know who did this but thank you!

Christmas gif - @moonlightjongin || christmas present || gif set || note: this was such a pleasant surprise babe! thank you!

Kinktober - @mint-yooxgi || requested || note: oof, that’s all we need to say. perfection

An Added Benefit to Self-Sacrifice - @twisted-tales-of-all​ || requested || note: one of the best things i ever did was request this - so good!