#jongseob oneshot

[dprvivi]

„IS THIS OKAY?“

jongseob x fem!reader

fluff, angst/comfort

summery: you and your boyfriend finally talk about going further in your relationship

a/n: i got feral for the idea of jongseob as a first boyfriend so I wrote this.

warnings: suggestive but no smut

Jongseob and you have been together for a few months now, you didn’t specifically know why sex never really came up in a conversation so far but let’s be real you also didn’t jump at the opportunity to talk about it either. Have you thought about having sex with him? Definitely,but we’re you to shy to initiate anything? Also definitely.

Nothing has ever really happened more then some making out but you could also count the times that you two really had a hot and steamy Make out with one hand. Was he just shy or did he not want to have sex? Also a question that you probably should have talked about weeks ago.

Tonight was the first time in a bit that you were over at the p1h dorm. They have been working so much that you didn’t have time for a sleepover.

You were currently snuggled up to jongseob on his bed playing Mario Kart against each other.

„oh my god can you at least give me a chance“ you pouted jokingly at him, not looking up from the screen.

„just admit I’m a better player then you“ he said with a smirk on his face that you luckily could see right now because at the pure sight of that you would have melted.

„Stoooop“ you whined, putting your hands on his eyes so he couldn’t see the screen. He tried to move his head but you kept moving your hands to block his vision. „y/nnnnn I’m losing, this is not fair!“ he said while giggling and laughing so hard you could barely focus on what he was saying.

He moved his hands up to yours trying to move your hands from his eyes. At this point both of aren’t paying attention to the game as you two stated play fighting.

He had your arms in a tight grip, teasingly pocking your waist because you couldn’t fight back. You both were laughing so hard, he took his chance and got on top of you but the mood really shifted when he did. He kissed you once pulling away looking into your eyes for permission that you happily gave him.

He kissed you again, this time much deeper. His one hand started wondering up to your shirt, staying above it tho, using the other hand to hold himself up.

After looking at you and waiting for permission, you gave him a nod and he continued to explore your body with his hands.

His hand slipped under you shirt reaching up to your bra and caressing your soft skin. He started lowering his hand, going lower and lower until he was at your pajama pants, waiting for your slight nod again before pulling them down.

He threw your pants to the side not looking away from you once, not paying attention to anything but you.

He took his shirt off and you could have melted right that second. Your hands moved to his body, touching every inch of his chest and stomach.

Your heart was racing, when he started to kiss your neck you couldn’t hold back anymore. „Seob…“ you moaned, he stilled his movements for a moment, looking you into the eyes „is this okay?“ he looked at you in such a caring way, ready to pull away the second you are uncomfortable.

Saying you were shy when it comes to intimacy was an understatement but it just felt so right when you two were together.

„yes…“ taking a second looking into his eyes „ I don’t know“ you said quietly.

He pulled away a bit more, his eyes shifted to a very worried gaze but at the same time you knew that he knew exactly what you meant. You have never talked about this before and in that moment you two were really aware of that.

You were … scared? Was this what you were feeling? You weren’t sure but you didn’t have another word to describe what you were feeling.

He moved to sit besides you, noticing that tears have formed in the corners of your eyes and you have moved your arms to cover your stomach.

„hey hey hey it’s okay sweetheart … it’s a lot I know“ he said while giving you a little smile and moving some hair from your face.

You moved towards him hugging him tightly. That was really what you needed in that moment and he did two. He hugged you tightly, rubbing circles on your back.

„have you…“ you started stumbling over your words not really knowing how to ask if he has ever had sex before. „i mean… well“ „have you ever“

„had sex?“ he said. Pretty much just as shy and nervous about the topic as you were.

You nodded, both of you shifting positions, so that your head was on his chest and he was resting his body against the wall. He was still holding you tight and you started playing with his hands.

„…no“ he said, you can tell he was trying to not make it awkward and he was honestly doing pretty well.

You took a breath finally relaxing against him „me neither“ you chuckled softly. You both were kind of realizing that you should and could have talked about this way sooner.

„do you want to take things slower?“ he asked. „I don’t think so, I think I was just a bit overwhelmed. Do you want to take things slower?“ you answered, playing with his hands and finally interlock fingers with him.

„i just want you to be comfortable, we can go your speed, okay?“ he said. you nodded, being so grateful for how he is reacting right now. „thank you seob“ you said as he kissed the top of your head from behind.

„Can I ask you something?“ he asked nervously. You nodded, turning around to face him.

„Are you on the pill? Is that weird to ask? I’m sorry“ he rambled. „No no it’s fine“ you cut him off. „I’m not on the pill“. You answered him.

he was silent for a moment „do you want me to take the pill?“ you said. „No… I mean if you want to… but you definitely don’t have to! We can just use condoms… I mean if we… you know“ he quickly answered kind of stumbling.

You brought your hand to his face, rubbing circles on his cheek with you thumb. You kissed him to stop him from circling. It wasn’t the kind of steamy one from before, it was one full of your love.

„Do you want to watch movie?“ he asked with his hands still around you and your faces close together. „Yes but I want to pick“ he laughs at your response, as he gave you another quick kiss on the lips before releasing you from his tight grip.

„Okay cmon“ he chuckled as he reaches for the remote.

a/n: i am still new to writing feedback is appreciated! Also I definitely wrote this with my love @kisseobie in mind!

[seobsroot]

WHAT YOU NEED

summary: countless bad dates and jongseob wants to change your perspective

warnings: reader is kinda fem coded but no gender is disclosed, y/n can’t land a good guy, seob being a green flag, maybe a little suggestive

you fixed your dress in front of the mirror and turned to your roommate jongseob. “how do i look?” he looked up from his phone and nodded. “you look good? got another date?” you nodded and did a few touches to your bun. you put on your lip gloss and grabbed your bag. “i’ll be back.” he nodded and you left.

about two hours passed when you came back home. you looked sad and his eyebrow raised. “what’s wrong?” he patted the spot beside him. “he sounded like such a great guy over the phone. then when i got to the restaurant he started acting all high and mighty and all this stupid stuff and he was just so shitty, seob.” you cried and he looked to the side and back at you.

“how many shitty dates does this make?” you looked at him and you shrugged. “i don’t know like maybe 4? 5?” he nodded and started playing with your fingers. “maybe i need to show you what a real date is like.” your head snapped towards him and you shook your head. “what did you just say?” he laughed, “guess i need to show you what a real date is.”

that’s how the next day you ended up in a fancy restaurant with jongseob. he bought you dinner, took you to the movies, sat with you under the stars. “so, how’s this date? better than the last 4 idiots who didn’t know how to treat you?” you laughed and punched his arm. “shut up. yes you’re definitely better” he smiled and grabbed your face, “can i?” you nodded and he kissed you passionately before. you’ve never been kissed like that before. he started to make out with you and you weren’t even opposed.

maybe all you needed was your roommate to show you what real men were like.

little drabble cause yeah

[loserlvrss]

.. 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆? ( 김.𝐉𝐒)

( 一月 ). ──you knew you'd never live up to his first but, it didn't hurt any less. 김종섭 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, angst warn. second love trope wc : 713HUN 노트 oh i hurt my own feelings with this one

You grew up learning to be grateful. You grew up never begging for more than what you got. You watched as storm clouds rained over your family, and as sunshine cascaded. You learned to press a smile to your face and fake it ‘till you make it through your entire life. Never overstepping and never crying about what you can’t have. 

You never felt like there was any substance to you, and eventually that made you stop feeling all together. 

Except, then he waltzed into your life. And, seemingly, he was the same; a hollow shell just roaming aimlessly. 

He mirrored your shattered expressions and morphed them into ones of confidentiality. He listened to your worries all night, and wiped the snot from under your nose as you cried and cried and cried. He brought bright hues of yellow and orange and pinks into your dull world. He brought you back, tearing down the walls you built up with his bare hands. 

But, you could never do the same for him no matter how hard you tried. You knew he’d take midnight walks to clear his head instead of confiding in you. You knew he’d lock the bathroom door, or wait until you left when the emotions got too much. You could hear the gentle pleas to whatever God was out there for the pain in his heart to go away. You loved him so dearly for fixing the unimaginable. 

But, how do you swallow the love that was never meant to be yours? 

“Seob,” You pressed your palm to the closed door, whispering out a gentle plea, “Please, let me in.” And you honestly didn’t know if you were asking for the door or his heart to unlock anymore. “Just…let me help you.” 

You couldn’t take the sniffles anymore. You were driving yourself crazy within the silence—it was louder than words could ever be. You couldn't compete with someone you knew so effortlessly made him smile. You didn’t want to ask if he still saw the person he couldn’t have in your eyes but, the question was looming. Half of his heart was yours but, he’d do anything to give it back, as he would for the clock to rewind. 

In every bitter moment you knew he saw her. The memories that never faded and he truthfully never wished would. 

You were just a placeholder, the fact that he’d run back if only she let him, weighing heavy on you. In every intimate confession he saved for another you felt pathetic, wishing for more than what you got. When you woke up next to him you wondered if you’d hear him mumble a different name or if you were just self-sabotaging. You wondered if through a half-asleep state you felt like her, and when fully awake he wished you did. 

He changed you. He made you envious, determined to break his habit—the drug you wanted to be. The drug she continued to be to him as he stared down at his phone, never having blocked the contact he used to look forward to hearing from. 

It broke your heart that you couldn’t mend his. It shattered you in pieces to rip apart your mind trying to find what was wrong with you. You bit your lip raw wondering how to satisfy the person who’s supposed to love you back. Lost sleep even. The light in your eyes was bright, but at the cost of his fading. 

He tried to put you above anything and everyone else. You knew he felt strongly towards you, doing whatever in his power to make you believe it. He made that clear through actions.

He was the storm and you were the spring flowers that followed. He was the setting sun and you were the golden hour. He was the charcoal and you were the fire. 

He sacrificed his peace of mind and he got out of the spotlight so that you could only shine. 

And, you loved him so much. But his love was only surface deep, reserved for another. 

Pretty words that didn’t match the sickly expression on his face anymore; you might’ve been his second but you'll never feel the same as his first. 

“Please, I love you.” 

And, he never did unlock it. 

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[zeroseuniverse]

The Sun, The Moon, and The Star

Word Count:2.6K Summary: Bound by powers drawn from the sun, moon, and stars, they must navigate danger, uncover hidden truths, and learn to trust one another. Pairing: Soul X Fem! Reader X Jongseob A/N: I used female pronouns when writing but you can change them to whatever, there aren't any distinguishing characteristics physically. Also the story is open ended, I can do a part two if anyone asks

The two boys winced as they broke through the threshold, the light outside was harsh on their sheltered eyes, “what is that?” Soul grunted, hands instantaneously reaching to cover his eyes. 

“That’s the sun.” Jongseob awed, his skin warming under the light, feeling the rays soak into his skin, the energy thrumming under his skin, the feeling was absolutely electrifying.

“Can you turn it off?” Soul wondered, earning a snort from his companion.

“That’s not-” Jongseob tried to say but was cut off by the sounds of gunfire. They both flinched, ducking to avoid getting caught by who they assumed were guards. 

“Dumb and dumber.” Someone whispered, causing them to jolt, heads turning in the direction with panic etched across their features. She had to admit these two were cuties. A figure emerged from the shadows of an abandoned building, a flicker of movement before the soft whistle reached their ears. The woman smirked at the sight of them, her eyes scanning the boys with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

“You two look like you could use some help,” she said, her voice oddly calm in contrast to the chaos around them. Her eyes lingered on Jongseob for a moment longer than necessary. “And you... you’ve got some fire in you.” Her lips curved upward at the edges.

She gestured to a nearby rusted car, its wheels half-buried in the sand. 'Get in, quick. You don’t want to stay out here much longer.'

Jongseob hesitated, still a bit on edge from the abrupt encounter. Soul, meanwhile, eyed her warily, not fully trusting the situation. But they both knew that standing around would get them caught.

“You’re coming with us, right?” Soul asked, a quiet edge in his voice. He was clearly skeptical but also desperate for an escape route.

The woman winked, her smile turning sly. “I don’t need to tell you anything, do I?” she teased, moving swiftly toward the car, her movements fluid, as if she belonged in the chaos. The two shared a weary look before following hesitantly. The three ducked behind the car, peeking around to catch sight of whatever was going on, Jongseob’s hands crackled with latent energy, his body tense, ready to ignite at the first sign of threat. Soul, more reserved, stayed quiet, his eyes scanning the area with calculated calm.,, but her? She looked on in excitement, she was basically bouncing in her spot just waiting for the action. 

As soon as the convoy of guards came through the area, Jongseob felt his chest tighten, the fear of going back to the lab was deafening. He hadn’t had enough time to charge up under the sun and Soul hadn’t even felt moon rays; they were useless in this battle. 

They hadn’t even realized that she herself was a mutant until she hoisted herself up and over the car to stand in front of the convoy. The boys looked at her, confusion and wariness written all over their faces.

 Jongseob leaned in close to Soul, whispering, “Is she insane?”

Soul shook his head slightly, his expression unreadable. “She might be our best bet.” He could feel this bubbling energy from her, almost like they were connecting. He was curious to see just what she could do. 

Suddenly, without another word, she sprang into action. Her body flowed effortlessly, each step calculated, as she dashed out from behind the car, a flash of starlight exploding from her hands. The shimmering fragments darted across the air like tiny, glittering comets, streaking toward the convoy with devastating precision.

The first explosion rocked the ground, followed by another, and then a series of smaller bursts that disoriented the guards, their shouts of alarm rising into the air.

Jongseob’s eyes widened. “What the hell...?” he muttered. He’d never seen anything like it before. Her star-based powers were a sight to behold—each explosion not just destructive, but dazzling, leaving trails of silver light in their wake.

Soul’s hand shot out, gravity swirling in his palm, manipulating the forces around the guards, causing them to stagger as the ground beneath their feet began to shift and bend. He moved quietly, almost effortlessly, like a shadow on the breeze.

He looked at his hands in shock, his powers shouldn’t have worked .Not without the moonlight to fuel them. His heart thudded in his chest. There was no silver glow to guide him. And yet, here he was, bending gravity to his will like he’d done a thousand times before. What had happened?

 He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a cackle, “Oh this is better than I thought.” She had said, with the convoy stunned she motioned for the two boys to follow her. With swift, calculated movements, she darted toward the cover of a nearby building. “Move, before they regroup,” she urged, her voice low but urgent.

Jongseob’s eyes flickered between her and the disoriented convoy that was surrounded by silver particles, covering their field of view. He looked at Soul who was still eyeing his hands in shock, “Does this not feel off to you?” 

“The alternative is being completely clueless about the outside world, I don’t know what is happening but I’d rather stick with her than the convoy back ther.” Soul answered, “There isn’t time to debate.”

They continued their trip until the sun began setting over the horizon, she led them through tunnels, over bridges, through alleys, until eventually the three stopped before a shipping container lot, her steps didn’t falter once like she had done this a million times. Every corner they turned seemed to heighten his sense of unease, but there was no turning back now. With each step, the distance between them and the convoy grew, but so did his doubts.

“You two have been quiet,” She noted, pulling out a key to unlock the thick chain lock holding the gate shut. Once the gate was opened she turned to face the two expectantly, when they still didn’t move she nodded her head into the gate. When neither of the boys moved, she looked back at them, raising an eyebrow. “What, not ready to come in yet?”

“We need answers before we lock ourselves in with you.” Jongseob stated, crossing his arms across his chest to show his disapproval. 

“You’ll get answers inside,” she said, her voice steady and almost reassuring. “But you need to go.” her eyes were locked on Jongseob she could sense that he was the most on guard when it comes to her. When they still hesitated, she took a step closer, her expression softening just slightly. “I promise,” she added, her tone turning genuine, though it still held that underlying mystery. “Just go. You don’t want to stay out here any longer.”

Soul nudged Jongseob towards the entrance before walking in himself, he didn’t want to take the risk and see what other dangers lie out there. After the two went in she joined, locking the gate back, leading the two into the labyrinth of shipping containers.With a reluctant sigh, Jongseob moved to walk next to her, eyes assessing the area, looking for any tricks and traps. Soul followed closely behind, his mind still spinning with unanswered questions, but he kept his eyes on the path ahead. 

At the end of the path there seemed to be a larger sewer grate they descended into the tunnels, their footsteps echoed softly, the faint sound of water trickling somewhere in the distance. The air was damp, a stark contrast to the dry heat of the surface. But soon, they emerged into a space that took both Jongseob and Soul by surprise. Nova’s eyes flickered to the two boys, a hint of something unreadable in her gaze. “Welcome to point X,” she said softly, as if the words themselves held more meaning than she let on.

The first thing that hit them was the smell—not the rank, stifling air they’d expected from underground, but the earthy scent of wood and warmth. As their eyes adjusted, they saw what looked like a hidden world beneath the city—Point X.

They both took in the area, there were mutants everywhere. Some were sat around a small fire, their faces illuminated by the dancing flames. , some were playing games in the back, there were tunnels leading into unknown quarters, maybe sleeping quarters. The walls were adorned with mismatched trinkets—pieces of broken technology, painted rocks, and small handmade decorations—each one reflecting the personality of whoever had placed it there. It was a strange and chaotic beauty, a testament to those who had made this underground world their home.

For a moment, neither Jongseob nor Soul spoke. They stood frozen in place, absorbing the sight before them. Jongseob’s eyes flicked over the faces of those around them, scanning for any hint of threat, but all he saw were people living, laughing, and surviving.

“This…” Jongseob began, his voice thick with disbelief. “This is… impossible.” He shook his head, still trying to process the sheer scale of what he was seeing. “How have they…?”

She looked at him with a small, knowing smile. “How have they survived?” she finished for him. “The same way you and your friend have—by staying together. By hiding. By fighting for each other.”

Soul’s eyes narrowed as he took in the scene, his mind still working through everything that had happened. “I thought mutants were… hunted,” he said, his voice low. “Why are they all here?”

“Because Point X is a sanctuary. A place where the hunted can rest, regroup, and live without fear of being captured.” She paused, her gaze flickering to the others scattered about. “Not everyone made it here. But those who did… they’re safe. For now.” She motioned towards a man with wings to come over, “Theo, Take these two to the sleeping quarters, give them the rundown.” Once the woman walked away they turned to the man curiously, well Jongseob did, Soul quickly took off after the woman catching her just before she disappeared into one of the corridors. 

“You have answers for me.” Soul stated, he always was one to be straight to the point.

 She glanced back at Soul, her expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of amusement in her eyes.

“Straight to the point, huh?” she said with a faint smirk. “Alright, moonbeam. I suppose I owe you that much.” She motioned for the two to follow her as she stepped through the doorway.

Jongseob exchanged a glance with Soul, his brow furrowed. “Why are we trusting her?” he muttered under his breath.

“Because I need to know what she did back there,” Soul replied quietly, his gaze fixed on her back. “My powers don’t just work like that on their own.”

Jongseob huffed in agitation, but he followed without another word.

The room she led them into was small but functional, with a simple desk, mismatched chairs, and maps and charts pinned haphazardly to the walls. The soft glow of a string of lights gave the space a surprising warmth, an odd contrast to its utilitarian feel.

She leaned her weight against the desk and crossed her arms, her smirk fading into something more serious. “Let me guess,” she said, looking at Soul. “You’re wondering why your gravity tricks worked when you hadn’t even touched moonlight.”

Soul’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. “That’s exactly what I’m wondering. And you know the answer, don’t you?”

Nova’s gaze sharpened, and for the first time, her playful air gave way to something more intense. “I do,” she said simply. “It was me.”

Both Jongseob and Soul stiffened at her words.

“What do you mean, it was you?” Jongseob demanded, stepping forward. His voice was low, edged with suspicion. “You’re saying you control his powers now?”

She cooly held up a hand, her tone calm but firm. “Not exactly. Think of it as… boosting them. Amplifying what’s already there. When I saw you two struggling back there, I figured moonbeam here could use a little extra push.” She shrugged as though it were nothing. “So I gave it to him.”

Soul’s brow furrowed, his mind racing. “How?”

A smilespread across her face, her fingers twirling a small, shimmering piece of star-like energy between them. The fragment glittered as if alive, pulsing with faint light.  “You know,” she said, her tone almost conversational, “the moon doesn’t shine without the sun.”

Soul blinked at her, confused. “What does that have to do with anything?”

A smile spread across her face, the star-like energy pulsing in her hand. “Everything. Your powers rely on moonlight, right? But where does moonlight come from? The sun. Which, last I checked, is a star.” She gestured toward Jongseob. “And I happen to have a knack for connecting energy from stars. Like his.”

Jongseob tensed, his eyes narrowing. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying,” Her explanation continued, her gaze steady, “that your powers—sunlight and moonlight—are two sides of the same coin. When I boosted your friend's abilities back there, I wasn’t just amplifying his energy. I was using yours, too.”

Soul and Jongseob exchanged a stunned look.

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Jongseob said, his expression contorting in agitation.

“Doesn’t it?” She countered, her tone calm but pointed. “The sun fuels the moon. The moon reflects the sun. And me? I tap into that connection.”

Soul stared at her, his mind racing. “So, when I used my powers back there…”

She nodded. “You weren’t just drawing from the moonlight you hadn’t absorbed yet. You were drawing from his energy—through me.” She paused, her eyes flickering between the two boys. “That’s why it worked. Why you felt stronger. Because I bridged the gap.”

Jongseob took a step back, his wings spreading slightly. “So you’re saying you can use me to power him whenever you feel like it?”

The woman sighed, her expression softening. “No. That’s not how it works. I can’t take anything from you without your cooperation. It’s a connection, not a theft. And before you ask, yes, it’s dangerous. For all of us.”

“Why?” Soul asked, his voice quieter now.

She hesitated, as if debating how much to reveal. “Because the more energy I channel, the more strain it puts on me. And if I push too hard…” She trailed off, her smile turning grim. “Well, let’s just say it wouldn’t be pretty.”

The room fell into silence, the weight of her words sinking in.

Finally, Soul spoke, his voice steady. “If what you’re saying is true, then you could help us. Make us stronger.”

She tilted her head, studying him. “I could. But only if you’re willing to trust me. And trust doesn’t come cheap, moonbeam.”

Jongseob scoffed, crossing his arms. “Great. So now we’re dependent on her.”

“No,” Soul corrected, his gaze fixed on Nova. “We’re stronger with her.”

Her lips curved into a small smile. “Smart choice.” She extended a hand toward them. “Welcome to Point X. Let’s see if you’re as tough as you think you are.”

[kisseobie]

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[seobnity]

⚉ characters: jongseob x reader

⚉ wc: 1,3k

⚉ genre: fluff, slice of life, slight romance, friends to?

⚉ theme: friend!jongseob, friend!reader, brothersfriend!jongseob

⚉ warnings: none

⚉ a/n: welcome or welcome back! I have now officially written for half of the members, woohoo. Let's keep it going! Also thank you so much for reading, leaving a heart or even reblogging - it means a lot to me! If you see any mistakes, please feel free to kindly correct me ♡

Sitting on a bed with an open history book right in front of you isn’t exactly the type of weekend you would wish for, but your history teacher decided to schedule a test on a Monday, leaving you with no other choice.

It was evil of him to announce the test only three days in advance (and a lot of your classmates made that clear with their loud groans), but on the other hand, he didn’t even have to tell you anything and could have just given all of you the test right away, which would have been a much worse scenario. So, one weekend spent swimming in this one history book didn’t seem that bad.

You would actually mind this even less if your stupid brother didn’t have his stupid friends hanging out in the flat right now, reminding you how much fun you’re missing out on. Because, even if he is your stupid brother and they are his stupid friends, they are also your friends—which somehow makes the situation even worse for some reason. Maybe it’s because you all planned to go see a movie today and you are stuck studying.

Of course, you could take a break from studying and have a few hours of fun with your friends, but you need to get a good grade on this test and history isn’t your strongest subject. That is why you prioritize studying this time instead of having fun. Yeah, you definitely regret it...

A soft knock on the door could be heard, and you looked at it, wondering who might be interrupting you. "Come in!" you said loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear you, placing a pen inside the history book to act as a bookmark in case it closed on its own.

You watched the door open, and orange hair popped up behind it, which was an immediate giveaway as to who the culprit was that decided to interrupt your study session. And as much as you wanted to be mad about the interruption, you couldn’t. Not at him.

"Jongseob," you let out a small exhale and straightened your back while still sitting on your bed. Probably not the best place to study, but at least it was comfy; you'll deal with your back pain later. "What do you need?"

"I came to check up on you," he said with the biggest smile on his face. Though, it wasn’t anything unusual for him. He was always smiling like that, and it made you feel happy. Every. Single. Time.

Jongseob is the definition of sunshine. Yes, it does sound very corny, but he truly is—at least in your eyes. He is always smiling, trying to see the good in everyone and every situation that seems bad to anyone else. He tries to always be positive, even if he is at his lowest, and you admire that. That might also be one of the reasons why your heart skips a beat every time you see him.

It took you a while to admit it to yourself, but you liked him more than a friend. You started to feel this way (more like acknowledge your feelings) a few weeks ago when he came to visit you with homemade soup he himself made while you were sick. You knew it was wrong. He is your brother's friend; he is also your friend, and that is just... unacceptable. But you couldn’t help it—love is simply not a choice.

"Thank you, but I am still studying, so if you could leave, please?" You smiled gently at him, not wanting to sound or seem rude, but you had been in your room for a few hours now, and you were irritated by anything at this point. You could sound mean even if it wasn’t your intention.

"Still?" he gave you a small pout and came fully inside your room, closing the door behind him. "You really aren't going with us to the movie theater?" Sadness could be seen in his eyes, and you almost gave in, but you had to remain strong.

"I am sorry, Seobie," you said in a genuine voice because you wished you could go, but you needed to put school first sometimes and then fun activities. "I wish I could go, believe me, I was so excited, but... history is hard." For some reason, you tried to explain yourself to him.

Well... you knew why you tried to explain yourself, but that's not the point. You couldn’t stand seeing him sad, and that applied to the others too, not just to you and the fact you may or may not have some feelings for him. He was just too precious to your entire friend group, and everyone would do anything for him. But the boys still teased him a lot—like, a lot.

"Can't you take a break for a few hours?" he tried again, coming closer to your bed. "You can go just for the movie and then go back to studying." He was so cute with that pout on his face that it was very hard to resist his charm, but you had to stay faithful to your history book.

You sighed and shook your head. "I really can't, not this time," you said, feeling bad for not giving in upon seeing his adorable pout. "I promise I'll make it up to you, hm? What do you think?"

"Will you buy me McDonald's?" he gave you a look you couldn’t say no to (not that you ever would). "Please?" And you thought he couldn’t get any more adorable.

You huffed in amusement. "Of course." You nodded in agreement with a small smile. "I will buy you McDonald's the next time we hang out together." You had to chuckle when Jongseob let out a cheerful "Woohoo!".

With a thank you, he turned back to the door, and you took it as a cue to turn your attention back to the history book that was still patiently waiting for you—sadly enough for you. Your mind was once again fully occupied with studying, so you didn’t even notice that Jongseob was still present in your room.

Jongseob wanted to leave, at least that was his intention until he saw your hoodie hanging on your chair. He got an idea and decided to go for it. He slowly and quietly grabbed it into his possession and moved back to you still on the bed. You didn’t notice any of that, so it was a big shock when your vision was suddenly covered.

"Hey! Jongseob!" you looked his way, the hoodie still over your head. You heard him laugh as he lifted the hoodie just enough to see your face. "What are you doing? I don't have time for this. I already told you I need to stud—"

You were cut off mid-sentence by Jongseob and his soft lips pressed on yours.

As cliché as it sounds, your eyes widened, and you completely froze on the spot. Is this a dream? It can't be—you can feel the warmth of his lips on yours; you’d have to have a really strong imagination for that to be a dream in your head! The kiss was quick, quicker than you would have anticipated, and there was suddenly a very red Jongseob in front of you.

Jongseob opened his mouth to say something, but your brother’s voice calling his name could be heard, and Jongseob immediately went out of your room to join him and your friends. Because there was now no one to hold the hoodie up anymore, it fell over your face again. But you didn’t mind. You left it like that, covering your face, still reeling from what had just happened while your cheeks turned as red as Jongseob’s cheeks did.

Many thoughts spiraled in your head once you were back to your senses. For example, why did he do that? Is there a chance he might have some feelings for you too, or was it just an impulsive kiss that doesn’t mean anything to him? Will this affect your friendship in a bad way? You hoped that this was not the case...

It’s safe to say, you couldn’t concentrate on your studying after that.

[catsandpens]

P1Harmony with vampire!Reader

Keeho

Your companion died after being together for 50 years. After being alone for more than ten years,  trying to discover yourself, you believed that the time was now, to find a new companion. The search for your new companion within the vampire console was disappointing so you redirected your search to the humans. You suddenly remember a man from your past life before changing to a vampire. Remembering his witty humor and fascinating charm. You wondered how his descendants were doing, knowing that your old fling is long gone.You come across a young daring gentleman known as Keeho who appears identical to your former connection. You introduce yourself to him and become acquainted. When it came time to explain your true nature and intentions with Keeho, he accepted without hesitation. Keeho has always desired to live a long and fruitful life, and now he has the opportunity to do it with someone who shares his beliefs.

Theo hails from a long history of vampire hunters. He recalls his father telling him stories about how a group of vampires invaded his family's village years ago and how it is up to the Choi family's descendants to seek revenge. It became lonesome for Theo, growing up outside of civilization and hunting vampires, which was not a simple endeavor. Things would change when he witnessed you draining the life from one of your prey. His hesitation to kill gave you the opportunity to escape. Theo usually felt disgust towards vampires but that feeling just did not appear for you. This was the beginning of a cat and mouse relationship where he chases you to “avenge his family” while you try to convince him to become a vampire so they can spend the rest of their lives together.

During your midnight strolls throughout the human world, you discover Jiung, your soon-to-be faithful familiar, beaten and left for dead on the road. Considering it was a night of festivities for the mortals, you thought that the wounded man had an encounter with the wrong people. Your subconscious swiftly advised you not to get involved; it was mortal business and had nothing to do with you. You gazed at Jiung for a while longer, thinking, "I bet he would look truly dashing without that blackeye," and as you began walking away, you heard his weak pleas for help. You impulsively welcomed Jiung back into your home to nurture him back to health. When he was able to communicate, he praised your charity and offered you his life to repay you for rescuing him. Knowing how useful a familiar can be, you welcomed Jiung as your familiar. Jiung has since been faithful to you alone, maintaining your secrets and catering to every single one of your needs.

Every year on your birthday, you would travel to a random town and feast with the humans. This year was particularly memorable, with a man knocking down drink after drink and demonstrating his immense strength by defeating five men back to back in an arm wrestling match. Intak the human enchanted you, just as you enchanted him. Intak spent the entire night trying to impress you, flashing his muscular physique and raving about all the jobs he's getting, and you relished every moment of the attention you were receiving. You choose to take him back to your cabin to "get to know each other" and reveal your true nature to him. Intak was distraught at first with your little secret , but he swiftly warmed up to the concept after you presented him with a gift he couldn't refuse.

Soul descends from an ancient line of secretive, powerful witches. He was very talented at producing potions in his family and would frequently spend the majority of his time searching for high-quality herbs. All of the time spent in nature helped the young witch form strong bonds with the land and its inhabitants. During one of his explorations, he sees a flash across his vision. Out of curiosity, he chooses to pursue it. When Soul catches up with the fast dark creature, he sees you drain an enormous male deer. Soul casts a minor spell to stop you, but it does more harm to the vampire than he imagined possible. You apologize for eating off his animal friend and explain how you feed off animals in order to avoid hurting people. Soul could only feel awful for the vampire and offers to help you in finding animals to eat. The two super beings developed a powerful bond, making them invincible. A witch and his vampire.

You and Jongseob come from two of the most famous vampire families. Both families became close together while also trying to one up another. You and Jongseob mothers would frequently have tea together and boast about what new fortunes they gained or how their husbands are conquering different parts of the world. This competitive nature between the parents continued on with you and Jongseob. Jongseob showing off how many humans he fed on in one night and you showing off her new vampire ability. You would often complain to her mother about how much of a bothersome Jongseob was but refused to actually separate from him. Jongseob on the other hand believes his teasing to be acts of support and genuine advice. He only wants their two families to continue thriving and elevating and he enjoys elevating with you.

AN: Most of my understanding of vampire lore comes from what we do in the shadows so…

[newestq]

banana milk (c. jiung/최지웅) — masterlist

synopsis — making banana milk with jiung at 4am.

author's note — i love jiung sm.

fluff, gn!reader, intak + soul + keeho mentioned

"vanilla or vanilla?" you ask in english, grabbing the pure vanilla extract from the cupboard. pursing your lips, you slowly poor some onto the 1/2 tsp. measurer.

"va... nilla?" jiung's voice raises in pitch by the end of his question. he wasn't sure what you were asking.

"the pronunciation," you say, adding the extract to the blender. "do you say it with the i or the e. i say it with the e. vanella."

"i think i say it both ways." jiung pushes the chopped up banana over to you, picking up the extract for you. "why do you bring it up?"

"keeho and i were bickering about it, so i wanted to get your take on it."

jiung laughs softly, taking a piece of banana and popping it into his mouth. "keeho bickers over everything." he stands by you, leaning his back against the counter as he watches you slide the banana pieces off the cutting board and into the blender.

"true. do you have milk?"

jiung crosses his arms, squinting his eyes. "it would've been great to ask that before we started."

you giggle, tilting your head to a downward angle slightly. "i forgoooooot."

though he tries not to, jiung can't help but smile. he pushes himself off the counter and checks the fridge for milk. fortunately there's a little left.

"you're lucky intak hasn't had his ungodly hour cereal craving yet." he hands you the milk and you laugh at his remark.

"hopefully the blender doesn't wake anyone up."

"i don't even think they know we own a blender." jiung is standing by your side now, his hand placed softly at your waist.

"well there isn't enough for them, so." you shrug, closing the lid. you reach down to the buttons to start blending, but you realize it's in japanese.

"it was a gift from shota's mom," jiung says upon seeing your hesitation. "it's this one." he clicks the button for you.

the blender makes a loud sound, and you feel jiung's hand tense on your waist. turning your head to look at him, you pull your smile back and widen your eyes. he smiles, letting out a short laugh.

the blender turns off on its own, and thankfully the bananas seem blended enough to not have to sit through another two minutes of that.

jiung grabs two cups from the cupboard above you and you poor the drink into the glassware.

"homemade banana milk taste test," jiung says, and he takes a sip of the drink. you watch for his reaction as you take a small sip of yours.

he takes the cup away from his mouth and smacks his tongue as he squints his eyes, brows furrowed, in thought.

"it's lacking something."

"you didn't have condensed milk."

"that's probably it," he says, pointing a finger. "it's good though. i like it. not sure if it's something i'd make at 4:36 in the morning, though."

"okay, my bad," you purse your lips, as you put your unoccupied hand in the air in guilt.

"let's finish this and then head to bed, yeah?" you nod, and take another sip of your drink. jiung is halfway finished his.

as you take the last sip of your drink, you hear footsteps coming from up the hallway. jiung takes yours and his glass, setting them in the sink for jongseob to do tomorrow morning ( sorry not sorry, jb ) he thinks.

intak appears in the kitchen and he looks at the both of you with sleepy eyes. he's too tired to say anything.

he goes to the fridge, and you and jiung smile to each other as you sneak out of the kitchen, giggling like little kids when you hear intak groan.

"who the fuck drank all of my milk?"

[ohhmydyosfics]

(Jongtak) apple cider

Jongseob doesn’t groan but it’s a near thing. Intak thinks he’s being so subtle. He isn’t sure why this keeps working on him.

[random-potat]

˚₊ ˚ ‧₊ heads up

pairings: ni-ki x reader ft. danielle of new jeans and mentions of jake

synopsis: sometimes getting hit on the head by a baseball can be something to bond over.

word count: 1063

warnings: mild swearing, poor attempts at humour

a/n: as somebody who has always been hit in the face by a sports ball growing up, hopefully this is a meet cute that can actually happen to me but thats probably still unrealistic lol. anyways here's a short little ni-ki oneshot!! i still dont know how i feel about it but its good enough ε-(ｰдｰ) will most likely be posting my jongseob smau soon so that will be my main focus :)) so oneshots may not be posted as often cause this writer cannot multitask :p

Sitting in class, you continuously check your phone, counting down the time until class ends. 

You feel a nudge on your shoulder, waking you up from your daze. Turning to the person beside you, Danielle whispers to you. “Mr. Hong may be smart and nice, but why does his voice have to be so gentle?” She puts her head down on the desk. "Like, it makes me sooo sleepy.”

"Agreed,” you say as you check your phone again for what seems like the 127th time.

“Why do you keep checking your phone? You got a hot date?” Dani teases.

You roll your eyes and respond, “I wish. More like a date to the dentist. Have to leave as soon as class ends, or else I'll have to wait thirty minutes for the next train.”

"Well, that sucks,"  Dani sighs. "Honestly, knowing you, you may not be able to make it considering how slow you run.”

You slapped her arm. “Hey! So not true. I’m just preserving energy.”

“Mmhm. Sure.”

Five minutes before class ends, you start to pack your things, getting ready to dash outside the classroom.

As the bell rings, you quickly run down the stairs, saying a quick goodbye to Dani as well as Mr. Hong. You couldn’t really care as people gave you odd looks for rushing towards the train station; some people may have thought that you just really needed to take a shit.

On the way to the train station, you have to pass by the sports field. Being completely unaware of your surroundings, you fail to hear someone shout toward you.

“Hey! Heads up!”

All of a sudden, a hard object hits you square on the side of your head, making you lose balance and fall to the ground. 

Aware of your position on the ground, a wave of embarrassment took over. You lay there for a bit, not wanting to make eye contact with the people around you. “Not gonna lie, you would think somebody would come and ask me if I’m alright,” you thought.

As you start to get up from the ground, the sound of footsteps can be heard running towards you.

"Hey, are you okay?” A tired yet deep and husky voice says

You look up from your position, seeing a boy around your age with a baseball mitt around his hand. “Why is this man so freaking tall?”

You watch as he mouths words, but no actual sound is coming out of those plumped, nevertheless sort of chapped lips.

He shakes your shoulder lightly. “Excuse me, are you okay?”

You shake your head, getting out of your daze, although that may have been a mistake, seeing that it made you more dizzy.

The boy reaches his hand out, and you grab them as he hoists you back up.

“I’m so sorry, that was quite a hit; it must’ve hurt,” he starts. “Normally Jake has better aim, and when he doesn't, I can normally catch it,” he says as he scratches the nape of his neck.

“It’s completely fine; it totally doesn’t hurt at all.” You respond nonchalantly. 

“Do you want some ice? I can get someone to get you some," he says as he grabs your hand and pulls you towards the practice field. “Here, just come sit on the bench and I’ll grab you some ice,” he says as he ushers a team member to get some ice.

“No, no, it's okay. I'm good. Kind of running late for something anyway, plus it really doesn't hurt.” You attempt to stand up.

The boy gently pushes you back on the bench. "Look, I'm sure whatever you have to do can wait, cause even if you say it doesn't hurt, the side of your head is definitely saying something else.”

You reach up to where the ball hit you, feeling a swollen bump starting to form. “Fine, you can give me ice, but after that, I'll be on my way to the station.”

He gives you a stern look. “Um, no, we still have to go with the standard precautions. You could have a concussion right now.”

"Look, I'm sure if I had one, I would know.”

“No, you're staying here. Practice ends in fifteen minutes anyway. So stay put.” He hands you a plastic bag of ice that his teammate got.

Being left with no choice, you watch as he runs to the center of the field. Watching as he throws and catches the ball around.

Not really knowing anything about baseball, you plug your earbuds in and slowly close your eyes to rest. “I'm already late at this point; I might as well rest.”

Little did you know, resting your eyes caused a little misunderstanding with the boy that had helped you. As he practiced, he took small glances at you every now and then. Seeing your eyes start to close caused him to immediately think you were about to faint.

Worried that you just became unconscious, the boy was unaware of the baseball that was being thrown towards him.

With history repeating itself, the boy fell face flat to the ground, a swollen bump starting to form on his head.

Waking up from your quick nap, you look beside you to see the same boy holding an ice pack on his head, similar to you.

“What the hell just happened?” You questioned.

“You know it turns out Jake over there really does have bad aim,” he jokes. “Or maybe I was just a teensy bit worried about you.”

“Worried about what?”

He explains, "Well, you closed your eyes; I thought you had fainted.” 

"Well, I didn't.”

He sighs. “Yeah, I can see that now.”

The two of you guys sat there with an awkward silence surrounding you. Feeling a bit better, you decide to grab your things, turning toward the boy beside you.

“You know, I never got your name. It would be nice to know who my hero is.”

“I'm Nishimura Riki, but people just call me Ni-ki. You?”

“I'm YN. Nice to meet you, Ni-ki, and thanks for helping me.”

He smiles, “Anytime.”

As you begin to turn away, a faraway voice can be heard.

“Hey! Heads up!”

You turn around and see Ni-ki in front of you with a baseball in his hand.

He screams towards his teammate, “You know Jake, you really do have shit aim!”

my masterlists

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[starry-nights-garden]

✧ P1Harmony Masterlist ✧

main masterlist personal faves in bold

*✧･ﾟ:* Keeho *:･ﾟ✧*

Scenarios & Oneshots:

✧ Campfire | fluff, comfort - 1k Desc.: You’re in need for a break from your everyday life that’s getting increasingly stressful, so your boyfriend Keeho thought he’d take you on a weekend trip to go camping.

✧ Pay Off | fluff, slow burn - 5.4k Desc.: The number one rule when working with idols is not to fall in love with them. Unfortunately you woke up one day and had to realize that your feelings for Keeho are very much real, and so now you’re trying to figure out how to best deal with them.

Drabbles:

✧ Expectations | fluff - 0.7k

✧ Hug | fluff, one word drabble - 0.6k

✧ neck kisses | fluff, suggestive - 0.7k

*✧･ﾟ:* Theo *:･ﾟ✧*

Scenarios & Oneshots:

✧ Bubbles | fluff, comfort - 0.7k Desc.: Feeling the pain that comes with being rejected by the person you like, you find yourself crying all alone. That is until your childhood friend Taeyang finds you and tries to cheer you up.

Drabbles:

✧ Overdue | fluff - 0.7k

✧ Scent | fluff, one word drabble - 0.6k

✧ smiling while kissing | fluff, humor - 0.5k

*✧･ﾟ:* Jiung *:･ﾟ✧*

Scenarios & Oneshots:

✧ 100th Confession | fluff - 1.4k Desc.: Among its various meanings the poppy also stands for sleep and peace, a kind of peace you only know when you’re with one special person.

✧ Lemon Candy | fluff - 0.8k Desc.: Your boyfriend Jiung tries to convince you that the bag full of lemon drops that you won in a raffle isn’t such bad luck after all, even though you’re not a big fan of the sour candy.

✧ Touch of a Hand | comfort, angst, fluff - 1.2k Desc.: Even though lately you haven’t been able to see your childhood friend Jiung as frequently as you used to, he still keeps proving to you that you can always rely on him.

Drabbles:

✧ Home | fluff, comfort, one word drabble - 0.6k

✧ Hoodie | fluff, one word drabble - 0.5k

✧ “I like the way your hand fits in mine.” | domestic fluff - 0.7k

✧ slow kisses | fluff - 0.7k

*✧･ﾟ:* Intak *:･ﾟ✧*

Scenarios & Oneshots:

✧ Quiet | fluff - 0.9k Desc.: Your happiness over the silence at home after a long exhausting day doesn’t last long, and so you try to find a way to shut up your ever-rambling boyfriend.

✧ Starless | college AU, fluff, angst, slow burn, suggestive - 29k Desc.: When your coworker and younger friend Chaewon (OC) tells you about the pressure her parents put on her to find a boyfriend, you don’t hesitate to help her. Keeho, whom you’ve known since childhood, suggests for her to go on a date with his friend Intak, who’s the same age as her. However, as the latter begins to slowly reenter your life, feelings that you thought you had buried once and for all start to come back up and they lead you both to a difficult decision which doesn’t come without its consequences.

✧ Unicorn | domestic fluff, comfort - 1.5k Desc.: You’re trying to cheer yourself up with snacks after a long exhausting day, when your boyfriend makes you realize all you need to feel better is having him around.

Drabbles:

✧ Kiss | fluff, one word drabble - 0.8k

✧ “Nothing has ever felt so right.” + “I wouldn’t want it any other way.” | fluff, angst - 0.8k

✧ Storm | fluff, comfort, one word drabble - 0.7k

*✧･ﾟ:* Soul *:･ﾟ✧*

Drabbles:

✧ Pastry | fluff, one word drabble - 0.6k

*✧･ﾟ:* Jongseob *:･ﾟ✧*

Drabbles:

✧ nose kisses | fluff - 0.6k

✧ "Please don't go." | fluff, comfort - 0.4k

✧ Rain | fluff - 0.5k

*✧･ﾟ:* Reactions *:･ﾟ✧*

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*✧･ﾟ:* Other *:･ﾟ✧*

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✧ P1H Masterlist from my old blog for more reactions etc.! ✧

[modanisgf]

P1HARMONY MASTERLIST

“I SEE U, MY BABY, OH THAT’S TRUE, 넌 매일매일!”

KEEHO

nothing here.. come back later!

JIUNG

nothing here.. come back later!

JONGSEOB

nothing here.. come back later!

INTAK

nothing here.. come back later!

SOUL

nothing here.. come back later!

THEO

stupid in love , oneshot (coming soon)

OT6

love maze , headcanons (coming soon)

— how you and piwon started dating.

NEXT.. KATSEYE MASTERLIST

[sunflw3r]

masterlist

✦ : fluff , ⚝ : angst , ★ : sun's favorites!

nct nct oneshots (wp reuploads) yangyang-cat dad (730 words) ✦

seventeen svt oneshots (wp reuploads) wonwoo-back hugs (992 words) ✦

zb1 ricky-sweaters & jo malone (775 words) ✦ matthew-silly boy (/pos) (1062 words) ✦ hao-melting point (1942 words) ✦

riize sungchan as your boyfriend (headcannons) (2k words) ✦, ★ sungchan-turning the flipping frogs gay (5321 words) ✦ sungchan-fit right in (1666 words) ✦

cravity jungmo-summer loving (series) ✦

miscellaneous boy groups misc boy group oneshots (wp reuploads) jongseob (p1harmony)-02:17am ✦ younghoon (the boyz)-school boy/댕댕이 (1547 words) ✦

[wh1spyz]

piwon masterlist

(w) -written (t) -texts (s) -smau

ot6:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

let me love you (w)

asking piwon for a selfie (t)

keeho:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

theo:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

2:18 AM (w)

jiung:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

intak:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

soul:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

jongseob:

fics:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

oneshots:

empty.. check back later (＃＞＜)

[kisseobie]

kisseobie’s masterlist ❤︎ ིུ͠*:·.

୭ back to navi

ask to be added to my permanent taglist!

🎧 currently listening to: candy by rosalía

❤︎ - nsfw/suggestive (mdni)

𓈒ིུ reactions/headcannons/texts:

picking out your new nail set

when they have a crush on you

reactions to wearing something revealing ❤︎

coquette boyfriend trend on tiktok

texting bf keeho ❤︎

texting bf theo ❤︎

texting bf jiung pt.2 ❤︎

texting bf intak pt.2 ❤︎

texting bf soul pt.2 ❤︎

texting bf jongseob pt.2 pt.3 ❤︎

back and forth texts with emotionally unavailable jongseob

who in p1harmony would fall in love at first sight?

where p1harmony would love to kiss you ❤︎

p1harmony reacting to you squirting ❤︎

p1harmony and their kinks ❤︎

p1harmony on whether they prefer ass or tits ❤︎

mtl likely in p1harmony to be pussy drunk ❤︎

p1harmony and what i think their ideal type is

p1harmony with an s/o with specific piercings ❤︎

p1harmony’s reaction to seeing their gf naked for the first time ❤︎

p1harmony’s favorite sex positions ❤︎

keeho as your best friend’s brother

“i didn’t shave” with p1harmony ❤︎

size training with p1harmony ❤︎

car sex with p1harmony ❤︎

❤︎ hard hours (all nsfw):

eager puppy bf intak

making up with jongseob after an argument

needy reader wanting to get soul’s attention away from his video games

cockwarming jiung and jongseob

rich boy keeho

reuniting with bf jongseob after tour .. pt.2

soul ruining your cute panties

seobsoul and hickies

public sex with p1harmony

sub! jongseob and his slutty little waist

p1harmony as subs

p1harmony’s dick sizes

mutual masturbation with jongseob

jongseob nsfw links

soul nsfw links

tutor!jongseob

° . ❀ longer fics/oneshots:

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 - nsfw (mdni)

yoon keeho ᥫ᭡

..

choi taeyang ᥫ᭡

..

choi jiung ᥫ᭡

ʕ•̫͡ 𐙚 i can fix him (no really i can) 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

they shake their heads, saying, “god help her” when i tell ‘em he’s my man, but your good lord doesn’t need to lift a finger—i can fix him, no really, i can

coming soon..

hwang intak ᥫ᭡

..

haku shota ᥫ᭡

..

kim jongseob ᥫ᭡

ʕ•̫͡ 𐙚 jasmine

a saccharine summer evening spent at your favorite nail parlor is so much sweeter when you’re accompanied by a boy made out of star-shaped tangerines

ʕ•̫͡ 𐙚 sugar sorbet 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

how sweet is it to be dizzy and in love?

ʕ•̫͡ 𐙚 240711 jongseob 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

he’s lifting his head now, so his lips hover dangerously close to your left ear, smiling knowingly and whispering “i take it you like my outfit?”, and jongseob doesn’t even give you a moment to react, retreating back to his side of the backseat, but not before shooting you a shit-eating grin that makes you want to sock him, albeit lovingly, in the face.

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maybe you stay here out of convenience, comfortability even—why leave when you’re already settled, right? or maybe it was for the boy currently occupying the right side of your now abandoned bed. maybe you’re thinking too much.

coming soon..

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