#jung sungmin scenario

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DKB | MTL likely to spank their partner

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MOST

D1

Harry-June

Heechan

Junseo

E-Chan

Yuku

GK

Lune

LEAST

Dongil is the most likely to actually lean into the spanking as a punishment. i have been leaning towards him being a brat tamer for the longest time and one of your biggest tools as a tamer is punishments, so i can see him being well-versed in spanking as a punishment. he also seems like the type to want to make sure he hits perfectly, so he would definitely have his partner over his knee to spank them, instead of it being during sex.

Harry is second highest up since he lives to pull reactions out of his partner, and what gives more of a reaction than a well-timed spank during sex? i can see him get really into pulling those reactions out of his partner, so maybe he'd get too into it and end up bruising them a little (also since who knows if he remembers to remove his rings), wanting more and more of his partner's gasps and cries at the spanks, he doesn't realise how many times he's already slapped their ass. also he would slap PERFECTLY, mostly hitting skin with his fingertips (we all see how much attention to details he dances with... that can apply to sex too)

Heechan would find it really fun and would love to play around with spanking his partner, but only if that was something they are super into too of course. if they are, then he would not hold back. he loves the feeling of his palm connecting to their ass in such a harsh manner. he would also loooove the view of the flesh of their ass jiggle after a slap. he uses spanking more as an enhancer to everything else he's doing, like making a thrust that much sharper by adding a slap to his partner's ass at the same time.

Junseo would not be into spanking that way. he would do it if he knew his partner was into it and even then it would never be about inflicting pain. he would still find it fun because he's a big guy and loves when he looks like one compared to his partner, and so seeing his big hand connect with their ass, covering way more skin than what was needed since his hand is just that large, it does something to him. he also just loves to make his partner feel good, and if they like when he spanks them during sex, he'll enjoy it more. (he also finds it hot when he can feel their body react to the slaps)

Changmin doesn't really like the idea of hurting his partner, but he is a huge softie and will fold if his partner really wants to be spanked. it's gonna take him some time to get used to and comfortable with, but he would do most things if it meant that his partner was happy and more satisfied. he's not gonna be the one who hits the hardest but he can be coached into decent slapping from what would be better described as love taps.

Yuku wouldn't spank his partner unless they really wanted him to. see, i see yuku as being a pleaser; what he wants most is to know that he's doing everything that his partner wants him to do, but spanking is a little out of his comfort zone. he would study hard if he was asked to do it, wanting to try and gather as much knowledge about how to have a good technique before venturing into it with someone else, wanting to be as good as he can be for his partner. he would be so nervous to do it at first though.

Gwanghyun would not want to do it. it doesn't turn him on in the slightest to spank his partner. he would at most grab harder onto them but he would not spank. sorry, but he is a lover not a... slapper? his hands would be running smoothly over his partner's skin, helping them move or stay in the perfect position and spanking would ruin his mood, his carefully curated, loving mood. the most spanking his partner would get from him is a playful one, not sexual at all, and not even harsh, probably while clothed and doing mundane things like washing dishes.

Lune? absolutely NOT! i'm sorry but he would rather get hand tattoos and go bald before he would spank his beloved partner. nahhh, spanking is a turn-off for him. hurting his partner, in general, is a big turn-off for him. he loves being gentle but firm with his partner, but never crosses the line that would inflict any kind of pain or discomfort. sex for him is about being comfortable with his partner and enjoying each other's bodies in a very soft and intimate way. his members on the other hand.... yeah they're on the other side of his aggression, no doubt.

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[babybearcookie]

you can see sungmin's eyes slowly close and then flutter open again, smiling as you see how hard he's trying to stay awake. you know you have to get him to the bed before he bonks his head on the coffee table, where he's currently colouring with his crayons, from sleep. "hey, little prince, is it time for sleep?" you ask softly, catching his head with a gentle palm to sungmin's forehead, stopping it from letting gravity do what it does best. he mumbles something agreeable to your suggestion, letting his weight fall onto you. you smile softly at him, helping him crawl into your arms. you sit there, holding him, swaying back and forth slightly for a few minutes. "baby boy, i know you wanna fall asleep here but i can't lift you from the floor." you brush his hair from his forehead and lean down to place a soft kiss there. "okay" the sound is soft and quiet and sleepy but he lets you stand up before hanging onto your neck, ready to be carried into the bed. you place sungmin down, pulling the sheets up and tuck him in, running your fingers through his soft hair, watching him slowly fall asleep, now cozy as can be. "i love you so much, baby. you're my love and i can't think of anything more perfect than taking care of you. you deserve the world and i plan to give you as much of it as i possibly can." you whisper, careful not to wake him, leaving him with another kiss on his forehead before going back into the living room, looking back once to catch one more glimpse of sungmin's peaceful state.

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dkb reaction ➵ s/o kisses them in front of the members

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pairing : dkb x gn!reader

genre : fluff

changmin (e-chan)

unphased

he loves when you do this tbh

he won't hesitate to kiss you back

the members don't even say anything because it's so common lol

dongil (d1)

he's more shy than changmin by a long shot

the members enjoy teasing him, and it's no different here

no matter how often it happens, they find something to say

his face gets so red omg he's so embarrassed

tries to get the others to stop talking

"you guys are so immature! just wait until the tables are turned!"

gwanghyun (gk)

so awkward

he kinda just stares at you before glancing at the members

when nobody says anything he flashes you a giddy smile

he loves when you kiss him but you know he has to keep up his 'act'

#badboy am i right?

heechan

cocky bf #1

oh boy, you've done it

literally wants everyone to see you kiss him

his ego grows 100000x more if possible

loves knowing you're not embarrassed to show everyone you love him

sungmin (lune)

he doesn't really react

his cheeks might heat up, but he tries to keep his cool

even if the members make a comment he just brushes it off

it's normal for people to kiss their s/o, right?

so why is everyone making it a big deal?

junseo

he smiles so big ))):

might chase your lips when you pull away because he loves to kiss you

he's very affectionate with people he loves, so it's common for you two to show pda

nobody really minds it, everyone loves you two together <3

yuku

SO SHY

the second you kiss him his cheeks get all red

he loves it, but he's never ready for it so he always covers his face after

can't stop smiling

the members don't even say anything because he's so cute

harry june

cocky bf #2

yeah he has a s/o, yeah his s/o kissed him

all his hyungs could see which made him feel even cooler

literally on cloud 9 omg

[honeybearloco]

“...Right In.”

Requested by an anon. A cutie. 

The only way the guys could desribe the two of you was, made for each other. You’d fight one day and flirt the next. All of them were tired of you two playing like you weren’t at all in love each other. Everyone could tell. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone. Even people you guys didn’t know could tell just by looking at the two of you.

The first time you met the guys was through your good friend and former classmate Park Gyu Jung. Unlike most of your friends back in school, you and Gyu Jung stayed close friends and continued to keep in touch with each other. You were his biggest fan. You’d brag to some of the girls you knew he liked GROOVYROOM. You were a huge fan of Yelows Mob and Gyu Jung could see that from a mile away. He asked you if you wanted to meet them, you screamed yes and hugged him tightly.

He texted you the address of the hangout. After work you made your way to the hangout. You knocked on the door. Gyu Jung was the one to open the door. “There’s my girl.” He always called you his girl ever since you were in grade school. He continued. “Come on, I was just telling the guys about ya.” He opened the door wider so you could walk in. 

You walked in and looked forward to see all of the crew standing at you. “Guys, this is my friend Y/N.” Gyu Jung introduced, putting an arm around your shoulders.

You gave a small wave and smiled. You were a little shy meeting them at first. Sung Min’s eyes widened. He heard Gyu Jung talk about your beauty before but he was stunned. In his eyes you were a beautiful angel sent straight from heaven. 

“Y/N. These are the guys. From right to left, that’s Jung Gwang Min, Sik-K, Hwi Min, Lee Gwang Min, Mac Kidd, Naeezy, Jae Hoon, Thomas, and the last one, Sungmin. Now don’t get the Gwang Mins confused. Jung Gwang Min is the twin of Sungmin. Lee Gwang Min, the one without a twin and lip piercings.” Gyu Jung explained.

You nodded. “So Jung Gwang Min is the one with the twin, which is Sungmin on the end. And Lee Gwang Min is the cute one with the lip piercings.”

“What? Am I not cute?” Jung Gwang Min asked. “No, No. You’re adorable, it’s just Lee Gwang Min is more, how do I say-”

“Attractive. He’s her type.” Gyu Jung teased nudging your shoulder. You hit him hard in his chest and he winced in pain. Sungmin stared at the younger Gwang Min, who had a smirk on his face as he checked you out, staring at you up and down. “NO! If anyone is my type it would be Sungmin.” You admitted.

Sungmin looked at you with a surprised look. “You hear that, Sungmin? You got a little admirer.”

After getting closer to him, you got very comfortable with him. You hang out with Sungmin more than you hang out with Gyu Jung these days. The crew was preparing for a show at a club. Of course you were at work, but you felt like you were there because you were skyping Sung Min.

“Y/N, when are you getting off?” He asked.

“I don’t know but it will be very late.”

“Very late, as in you can make it to our show?”

“I don’t know, Sung Min. Maybe, maybe not.” You answered. He groaned and pouted. “Please, babe. Please!” He whined and pouted.

He only called you babe when he really wanted something of you. You sighed. “I can try to make it. Maybe I’ll even stop by for my lunch break if they’ll let me in.”

“Of course they will. Just say you’re my girl and they’ll let you right in.” He said. You rolled your eyes. “I need to go before the manager see me not working. See you later, Sungmin.” “Later babe.” You pressed the end call button, sighed with a smile.

Noon, lunch time. You took your lunch break and made your way to the venue for their show tonight. The security stopped you at the door. “Ma'am, no one is allowed in. We’re preparing for a show.” You thought back to what Sungmin said. “Oh, I’m Sungmin’s girlfriend.” “Ah, Y/N, right?” ‘HE TOLD THE SECURTIY I WAS HIS GIRLFRIEND?!’ You thought. He opened the door and you looked around. It was actually bigger than you thought. “Woah.”

“Y/N!” You looked in front of you to see Sung Min with a huge smile on his face. He rushed over to you. “Glad to see me?” You asked. “You wish. There’s food in the back if you haven’t already ate.”

You and Sungmin walked to the back where everyone else was. “Guys! Y/N’s here.” Sungmin said. You wave and said your hellos. You grabbed a plate and got some food. Gyu Jung pulled up a chair to the table for you. You sat in between him and Lee Gwang Min. Sungmin sat on the opposite side of the table of you, in between his brother and Hwi Min.

Little did the both of you know, they all had this planned out. You’d sit by Lee Gwang Min. And Sungmin would sit on the opposite side of the table of you. It was all part of the plan to get Sungmin to speak up about his crush on you. As you were eating, you felt a hand on your thigh. You tensed up a bit to feel the unfamiliar warm hand on your thigh. “How’s your day been?” Gwang Min asked.

You swallowed the food that was in your mouth and looked at him. “It’s been good.” “That’s good. You seem a bit tense, you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just it feels a bit weird that your hand is on my thigh.”

He raised his hand slowly up your thigh and moved closer to you so he could whisper in your ear. “It’s not be Sungmin’s hand. Mine are softer.” He whispered. His voice sending chills down your spine. He continued to move closer, until his nose touched your ear. “Gwang Min~!” You whined. Sungmin saw it all. Anger filled him. His blood was boiling. 'What does he have that I don’t?’ Sungmin asked himself in his head.

Gwang Min whispered sweet nothings in your ear, earning a little chuckle from you. He could’t take it anymore. Sungmin shot up from the table and stormed around the table to grab your wrist. He pulled you away from Gwang Min and walked out of the room.

He let go of your wrist and stared you down. “What the hell, Sungmin?!” “Don’t act like you you’re innocent! What was he saying to you? What was he whispering in your damn ear?”

You stayed quiet, folded your arms and looked off the right. “Why are you ignoring me?! Are you into Gwang Min?! Do you like him? How can you like him when I like you, Y/N!” He shouted. Your eyes widened. You looked at him. “You like me?” You asked.

“I thought it was obvious! I like you. I’ve like you since the first time I saw you. When Gyu Jung opened the door for you and I could see you. I love everything about you. Your smile, your beauty, your personality. Everything!”

“Sungmin, shut up.”

“No! I’m tired of hiding my love for you! And I’ll be damned if you end up with Gwang Min!” He yelled.

“I don’t like Gwang Min. I like you, just as you thought you were being obvious, I thought I was being obvious. That’s why I hit you all the time. You don’t see me hitting Gwang Min in his shoulder. I really like you Sungmin.” You explained.

Silence filled the area. Neither one of you knew what to say. You looked at your watch, your lunch break was almost over. “I should be getting back to work. I’ll be back for the show.” “You promise?”

“I promise. Don’t speak to any girls, you belong to me now. Understood?”

“I’ve belonged to you since first sight.” He added. You chuckled and kissed his cheek. “See you soon, babe.”

As you began to walk away, he slapped your butt. You covered your butt in embarrassment. “SUNGMIN!”

“What did I? It’s mine now.”

I don’t know what to say. Have an amazing day/night. Love ya~!

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Son Taeyeon Masterlist

*This is my default information on Taeyeon; however, most of it can change based on the scenario (AUs)

*Faceclaim is Kim Taeyeon of SNSD (quite obviously for anyone who’s into kpop)

*All of the ages in this timeline are in South-Korean reckoning, which generally means the people are two years older than they would be in western reckoning if the day of their birthday has not passed for the current year, and one year older than they would be in western reckoning of the day of their birthday has passed for that current year

*Last Updated: 7/19/20

Stage Name: Taeyeon (태연)

Birth Name: Son Taeyeon (손태연)

English Name: Aleah

Group: Pandora // Solo

Other Members: Park Soojin, Han Yuna, Lee Sunbin, Park Minhee

Subunit(s): Arcana (with G-Dragon), Vanitas (with Soojin)

Position: Leader, Main Rapper, Main Dancer, Center/Face of the Group, Vocalist

Agency: YG Entertainment

Birthdate: August 26th, 1993

Debut Date: October 17th, 2006

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Height: 157 cm (5’3″)

Weight: 43 kg (94 lbs)

Blood Type: A

Nationality: South Korean

Father: Son Chiwon (deceased)

Mother: Lee Jiyu (deceased)

Brother: Son Taeyong [younger by one year]

Facts

Taeyeon was born in Seoul, South Korea and lived there until age 5, when her mother passed away from cardiac arrest, moving away to America (more specifically, Los Angeles) with her father, who was a neurologist, and her younger brother

During the time she was in Korea, she was childhood friends with G-Dragon of Bigbang, but they lost contact after she moved

Taeyeon wanted to be a criminal profiler during her childhood

Since she was young, her father instilled in her the idea of always doing her very best at everything, to the point of surpassing her limits

When she was ten, her father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, and she began to worry about how she would care for herself and Taeyong if he died

With that worry in mind, Taeyeon in 2004 participated in a singing competition in which YG Entertainment executives were attending; winning first place, she was scouted by them and auditioned

She auditioned by singing Uhm Jung Hwa’s Rose of Betrayal, rapping to H.O.T.’s Warrior’s Descendant, and dancing to BoA’s Amazing Kiss, and passed

When she gave the news to her father, he disapproved and told her he was going nowhere so she’d have to stay, but Taeyeon responded that she would go on her own

In late 2004, Taeyeon moved to South Korea and lived in the dormitory that YG provided

She requested that half of the funding she received from YGE as a trainee went to her family in America as to make money for Taeyong and her father until her debut

She met Soojin in 2004, when they were both twelve years old (in South Korean age) and became friends with her; upon joining YGE, she found out that Soojin was under the company as well

Taeyeon and Soojin spent their trainee days together

As a trainee, Taeyeon reunited with GD and also met Taeyang, T.O.P, Daesung, and Seungri

She rekindled her friendship with GD soon after entering YGE and also became close with the other Bigbang members

She met Yuna, Sunbin, and Minhee in early 2006

Three months before her debut, her father passed away from his pancreatic cancer

After their father’s death, Taeyeon brought Taeyong to Korea, where he unexpectedly joined YG Entertainment as an actor trainee

Taeyeon lived in the dorms with her fellow members during her teenage years 

Taeyeon is a fan of BoA, Sechskies and Super Junior; she’s also a giant fan of actress Kim Seohyung 

Taeyeon is considered one of the youngest idols to ever debut since she was fourteen (in terms of South Korean age) when Pandora debuted

Taeyeon and Taeyong have a very close relationship due to their father being emotionally distant during their childhood; Taeyong once said that she was both an older sister and a mother figure to him

According to Taeyong, during their teen years, Taeyeon would walk him to school, make sure he ate and slept properly, and help him with his studies, no matter how busy she got; when they were younger she also told off his classmates for picking on him

Because she looked after Taeyong since a young age, Taeyeon is very used to taking care of others and is noted to be mature; Pandora’s other members agree that she is the “parent” of the group, GD stated that she’s great at taking care of others, and Heechul once remarked that despite being much younger than the SuJu members, when they meet she acts like an older sister sometimes

It was because she had to take care of Taeyong that Taeyeon was so determined to become an idol at such a young age; otherwise, she didn’t know how she could look after him, and their father’s death made her even more resolved to be successful

She had her first relationship was when she was sixteen, with a girl the same age as her named Yeon Hyunjung, who eventually broke up with her after about a year

(i) She featured in Bigbang’s Let’s Not Fall In Love MV as GD’s love interest; many people commented that their acting and chemistry were extremely natural, to the point where the dating rumors that had died down started again

(ii) She composed, wrote, and produced the title song for Super Junior’s Mamacita album, Mamacita, as well as the side tracks of the album: Hit Me Up, Islands, and Evanesce

Taeyeon was honored and flattered to compose for and worth with a senior group

(iii) She featured as the “devil” in Super Junior’s Devil MV; according to her, it was funny because by the time of the music video, she was friends with Leeteuk, Heechul, Eunhyuk, Donghae, Ryeowook, and Kyuhyun, but not particularly close with the other members, which made things somewhat awkward during the more touchy scenes

She was a member of the 2017-2018 reality TV show Borrow Trouble Season 2 and the 2018 reality TV show Why Not The Dancer

Taeyeon has worked as a director for Pandora’s concerts since 2015

In addition to being an idol, Taeyeon has starred in a few dramas and movies; (iv) her most well-known roles are Yeon Min-jung in the 2014 MBC drama Jang Bori Is Here, Lee Nayeon/Baek Dohui in the 2016 KBS drama The Promise, Min Chaerin in the 2018 MBC drama Hide and Seek, Yeo Dakyung in the 2020 JTBC drama The World of the Married, and Izumi Hideko in the 2016 film The Handmaiden

Taeyeon works as an emcee occasionally, although she doesn’t often take part in big or long-running shows 

She owns a clothing brand called D’apchier, which began as an online store to sell designs that she produces for fun, but it boomed in Korea, Japan, and China and developed it into a full brand

Taeyeon also owns a sushi restaurant on Jeju Island

She is a Chanel brand ambassador

Taeyeon is very comfortable sleeping in the same room or even on the same bed as close male friends because she always slept in the same bed as Taeyong to comfort him since they were young

The other members of Pandora are like sisters to her, because she’s known and worked with them for so long

Taeyeon says that if she could date any of her members, she would date Soojin; the other members also joke that the two of them are in love, which Taeyeon and Soojin like to playfully affirm by saying, “We’re desperate for each other.” 

The Bigbang members are like brothers to her

She sometimes jokingly calls T.O.P. and Taeyang “hyung”

Out of Bigbang, Taeyeon thinks Taeyang would be the best husband

Taeyeon and GD half-jokingly refer to the other as "my soulmate”

They call each other this and are partially serious about it because they consider each other to be the person who understands them best thanks to their many similarities

She is friends with all of Super Junior from working with them with the exception of Hangeng, Zhoumi, and Henry, but she’s especially close to Heechul, Leeteuk, Yesung, Eunhyuk, Donghae, Ryeowook, and Kyuhyun

She became friends with Heechul in 2009 when they emceed together during Inkigayo; Leeteuk, Shindong, Sungmin, Eunhyuk, Donghae, Siwon, Ryeowook, and Kyuhyun in 2014 when she worked with them for SJ’s MAMACITA album; Yesung in 2015 during her feature as the “devil” in SJ’s Devil MV

Because of how close they are, Heechul likes to jokingly ask her to marry him to which she jokingly responds that she’ll think about it

The two also like to link arms while walking and call each other “honey”, “my man”/”my woman”

Heechul has a signature nickname for Taeyeon – “devil” – because of how crafty she is, according to him, and Taeyeon has a signature nickname for Heechul – “nutcase” – for obvious reasons, she says

She is friends with Jessica Ho, better known as Jessi, a solo artist

Taeyeon is close with both 2NE1 and Blackpink, especially CL from the former and Rosé from the latter

Taeyeon is friendly with Sunny, Hyoyeon, and Sooyoung of SNSD, and former member Jessica; her shared name with SNSD’s Taeyeon is running joke

She’s also acquainted with all of SHINee’s members and friends with Key and Taemin

Taeyeon has been friends with Song Mino of Winner - also the same age as her - since he joined YGE, because both of them enjoy rap so much

She is also friends with the comedian Yoo Jaesuk

Taeyeon is rather friendly with Rihanna and Beyoncé, both of whom she met while working internationally

Taeyeon loves to write and compose songs, a shared passion that helped in re-establishing her friendship with GD

Taeyeon writes and composes her group’s tracks, sometimes with the other members’ help, and writes and composes all her solo discography; she also writes, composes, and produces other groups’ discography

She had a hand in the lyrics and production of 2NE1′s hit song I Am The Best

According to the other members of Pandora, Taeyeon guides the group, is the strictest one out of them all, has high expectations for her members and those that she works with, and is very meticulous; she also prefers to keep a distinct line between work and personal matters

This is why Taeyeon makes sure to clarify that she and the other members gathered together to work, although they love each other after so long together – therefore, internal or personal disagreements have no place interfering with or threatening their continued existence as a group

What complements and softens her strictness and natural exigence, however, the members and others around her say, is that she’s “warm-hearted” and takes good care of everyone that she works with; also, the results of her attention to detail are almost always very good, making the payoff worthwhile

Taeyeon is an excellent cook

She's an excellent driver and can adjust quickly to driving unfamiliar cars, as seen when she appeared on Running Man

In college, Taeyeon double-majored in neuroscience and anthropology

She and Soojin attended the same college

Taeyeon has a wide range of interests, but she admits that sometimes it’s not a good trait, since it often prevents her from focusing properly on any one topic 

By nature she loves to learn, even if what she knows never has any practical application, so she often tries random things for fun; it often annoyed her members when they lived together in their dorm

The other members of Pandora are at a consensus that the most apt way to describe Taeyeon is a ‘renaissance man’ (much to her chagrin)

Her most treasured possession is her wide collection of books

Some of Taeyeon’s favorite books are We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson, No Longer Human by Dazai Osamu, Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky, Demian by Hermann Hesse, Unfinished Tales by J.R.R. Tolkien, The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms by NK Jemison, Circe by Madeline Miller, The Devil Aspect by Craig Russell, The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker, Fox Girl by Nora Okja Keller, and Paradise Lost by Milton

She also loves the webnovels Èr Hā Hé Tā De Bái Māo Shī Zūn by Meatbun Doesn’t Eat Meat and Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Taeyeon enjoys learning about mythology, particularly Greek and Norse mythology

Taeyeon has an IQ of 189, and consistently maintained the number one spot in her class during her time in university

Out of all the members of Pandora, Taeyeon is the worst at taking photos

She’s also the worst at doing makeup since she rarely wears it outside of work

A complete homebody, when Taeyeon isn’t at work, she’s usually in her house, either working or, according to Soojin, “learning about random new things that will never be relevant to her life”

She and Soojin both agree that extreme sports seem fun and love trying them when the opportunity comes on variety shows

She has played the piano, violin, and guitar since childhood, but has also picked up the cello and flute

Her favorite variety shows are Running Man, Radio Star, Knowing Bros, SNL Korea, and Super TV/Super TV2

She learns choreography the fastest of the Pandora members – about a few hours if she works nonstop

Taeyeon is introverted and has a “naturally calm” personality (according to Heechul); she’s more playful with people she trusts and is close to

The people close to her attest that she has excellent self-control and rarely ever loses her cool, to the point where it’s sometimes almost freaky, and that when she’s angry, she speaks calmly; in Yuna’s opinion, that makes it scarier

When a disagreement occurs, Taeyeon’s method of resolving is almost always to sit with the opponent and talk it out; because of this, she’s Pandora’s go-to problem solver

Taeyeon is agnostic

She believes in aliens because she thinks it’s unlikely that Earth is the only planet in the universe able to sustain life; she thinks ghosts might be real, but if they are, not all of them are malicious or looking to frighten people

She learned Muay Thai since a young age at her father’s strict commands, since he wanted her to be able to defend herself; that learning came in handy when, in 2010, a man tried to kidnap Sunbin and Taeyeon managed to delay him long enough for the bodyguards to restrain him

Her MBTI type is INTJ

Minhee once commented that it’s frustrating to get in an argument with her because of how relentlessly logical she is

She’s very openminded when it comes to differences of opinion, as long as those differences can be well-supported rationally

Taeyeon is bisexual and an LGBTQ+ supporter 

Taeyeon is known for being witty and having quick reactions during verbal banter, resulting in her popularity in variety shows; on top of this, she’s not afraid to make the hosts a victim of her wit, either

Heechul, GD, Soojin, and Minhee all attest that she’s also as witty off-screen

When she goes on variety shows with other Pandora members, she usually becomes less talkative because she likes watching what they do on screen, but she steps in when she feels like it could help her members

She doesn’t follow a strict diet due to her fast metabolism, but opts to avoid certain foods and exercise often for health reasons; because of this, she’s a fast runner and is also good at sit-ups

She’s the most flexible member of Pandora

Taeyeon has great lower-body strength, lifting Kim Gura on her back and walking for a few seconds in Radio Star, and lifting Eunhyuk on her back and walking for a few seconds in Strong Heart

Taeyeon is ambidextrous, but slightly favors her left hand

Her favorite food is jjampong, but soondae and kimchi japchae also come close

She can hold her alcohol well, but she doesn’t drink often because it’s bad for her health

She’s a night person and in fact states that she feels more alert when the sun is down

Her favorite animal is the leopard; she’s just been fascinated with them since childhood

As seen on variety shows, Taeyeon has an extremely competitive side because she genuinely enjoys challenges

She’s very good at holding in her laughter

Leeteuk compares her sense of humor to that of Ryeowook or Kyuhyun of Super Junior – teasing and sharp

She’s very firm when she’s talking about serious matters, which is why she’s Pandora’s main representative for negotiations with the company – leading to her nickname “Manager Taeyeon”

Taeyeon is generally a very straightforward person with regards to most things; for example, she’s not the type to hide it if she’s interested in someone else unless there are specific circumstances holding her back, despite the fact that she’s good at hiding her feelings

Sometimes, though, Taeyeon likes to make her feelings obvious as a way of flirting

She treats romantic relationships seriously and tends to meet the same person for a long time, but ironically, she’s good at casually flirting

According to Soojin, Taeyeon is the type to retain her independence and life even in the midst of a relationship, and not someone who obsesses over her partner

She can, however, be very protective of the people that she cares about, and holds intense grudges against anyone who hurts them

She’s prone to keeping her problems to herself, which can sometimes lead to misunderstandings between her and people who are close to her

Taeyeon since childhood has always been rather pessimistic and often imagines the worst-case scenario; as a result, she worried quite a lot, and can sometimes be draining to be around

Taeyeon suffers from depression, but no one would guess unless they knew her well because she makes sure to stay lively and witty unless she’s with people she’s really close to 

Taeyeon is and has been a perfectionist since childhood; she is known as a “complete workaholic”, since the majority of her time is spent working in any way that she can (writing lyrics, composing music, designing, etc.)

Her perfectionist nature was only exacerbated by both her father and aunt, who had very high expectations of everything she did

The people close to her attest that she works on one thing or another when any spare time presents itself – in the car, in the waiting room, during hair and makeup preparations, etc.

Because she is such a perfectionist, Taeyeon is somewhat of a control freak; it makes her intensely uncomfortable to lose control of things relevant in her life

This is part of the reason why she insists on participating in every aspect of Pandora’s or her solo discography, including writing, composing, producing, choreography, and directing; it’s still mainly because she has a passion for expressing herself through music, but she also feels anxious if she doesn’t touch on everything

Taeyeon isn’t one to be bothered by hate and likes to read anti comments to get ideas from them, saying that many she comes across are actually very witty

Taeyeon remembers a bit about her mother and thinks about her often; she wonders how her mother would feel to see where she is now, how her mother would feel about her still complicated feelings about her father, and how her life might have changed if her mother had lived

She thinks that her love for reading and writing came from her mother, who read to her every day when she was young

Publically, Taeyeon vaguely admitted that she “felt awkward” around her father up until his death; in truth, though, part of her resented and still resents him for never being there for either her or Taeyong

However, her father still occupies her thoughts, and the unresolved state of their relationship makes it even harder for her to forget him; (v) Her songs Fine and Time Lapse, which she wrote and had a hand in composing and producing, was largely based on her feelings toward him

In Taeyeon’s opinion, she inherited a lot of her father’s traits, namely his workaholic tendencies, perfectionist attitude, love for learning, and his pessimism and tendency to distance himself emotionally

Taeyeon is noted for having a wide variety of concepts when it comes to the songs she writes, composes, and performs; while YG is mainly known for its hip-hop and Taeyeon has gone that route several times, too, she also tends to experiment

Because of this tendency to be experimental, Taeyeon and the rest of Pandora have been noted for being “concept chameleons” by some

When asked if all the songs are from personal experience, Taeyeon replied: “No, not exactly. Some of them are, but others... I like to make up stories and characters in my head and experience things vicariously through those characters that I can’t experience in reality. Some of my compositions’ lyrics come from that, too. It’s kind of odd, but in the end I see it as another form of expression.”

Because of her interest in linguistics, Taeyeon enjoys learning new languages

Taeyeon can speak English (from growing up in America), Korean (from her time in Korea and taught to her extensively by her father), Mandarin (learned during work abroad), Japanese (learned during work abroad), and Spanish (learned in school and during work abroad) fluently; she’s good at Thai and French, and knows some German, Italian, Filipino, and Russian

Taeyeon firmly believes that men and women can be friends, since many of her good friends are male

She's had a lot of dating rumors because she has numerous male friends, although people have accepted now that many of them are just that - friends

When Arcana first debuted, there was an explosion of dating rumors about her and GD, thanks to their chemistry, close relationship, and numerous interactions on/off camera

She is also shipped frequently with the other Bigbang members, most often Daesung and Taeyang (until he got married), due to their interactions on variety shows and award shows

On top of this, Taeyeon is often shipped with Super Junior members –mostly Heechul, Leeteuk, and Eunhyuk – due to being especially close with them despite being under different companies; they are often seen interacting behind cameras or at music broadcasts, and enthusiastically enjoying each other’s performances

Taeyeon is a somewhat controversial figure in South Korea because she (and the rest of the Pandora members) is more outspoken about her concerns regarding the double standards against women in the industry as opposed to men, as well as South Korea’s sexism in general; she has also delved into topics such as LGBTQ rights and the stigma against idols dating

Taeyeon’s ideal type: “Honestly, I don’t really have one. My basic requirements for a relationship are that we love each other, respect each other, and enjoy each other’s company. I think things like ‘ideal type’ complicate matters. I do like humor in a partner, though.”

Kwon Jiyong/Son Taeyeon 

— General Information

— Scenarios  

Finally // Fluff+Smut

Friends, part i // Angst

Too Late for Regrets // Angst

Not Quite // Angst

You // Fluff+Smut

For You // Angst

Thanks // Fluff

Half of You // Angst+Fluff

Worth It // Angst+Fluff

Park Jungsoo/Son Taeyeon

— Scenarios  

I’m With You // Angst+Fluff+Smut

Friends, part i // Angst

No Strings Attached // Smut (preview)

In Love, part i, part ii // Angst+Fluff

In The Night // Fluff

Forever // Fluff

Faker [Mafia!AU], prologue // Angst+Fluff+Smut

Lee Hyukjae/Son Taeyeon

— Scenarios

Growing Pains, part i // Angst

Love Scenario, part i // Angst

Kim Heechul/Son Taeyeon

— Scenarios

Ignore Them // Fluff

No Strings Attached // Smut+Fluff (preview here)

The Two of Us // Fluff

_________________

(i) Obviously not true, since Son Taeyeon isn’t real. The actress who played GD’s love interest in the MV for Let’s Not Fall In Love is Seo Yejin

(ii) Credits to the real people who worked on and created Mamacita, Hit Me Up, Islands, Midnight Blues, and Evanesce, which are: 

Lyrics: 유영진 Composer: Teddy Riley, 유영진, DOM,이현승, J.SOL (Jason J Lopez) Arranger: Teddy Riley, DOM, 이현승

Lyrics: 이채윤 Composer: Teddy Riley, DOM, 이현승 for (TRX), Daniel “Obi” Klein, Mage Arranger: Teddy Riley, DOM, 이현승 for (TRX),

Lyrics: 서지음, 이유진, 조윤경 Composer: Ricky Hanley, Alex Holmgren, Andreas Stone Johansson Arranger: 돈스파이크

Lyrics: 신진혜, 이유진 Composer: Jason Gill, Curtis Richa, Emanuel Olsson Arranger: Jason Gill, Curtis Richa, Emanuel Olsson

Lyrics: Misfit Composer: Teddy Riley, DOM, 김태성, 앤드류 최 Arranger: Teddy Riley, DOM, 김태성, 앤드류 최

(iii) The actress in Super Junior’s Devil MV is a model named Angelina

(iv) The first three roles mentioned were played by the actress Lee Yoo-ri, the fourth role mentioned were played by the actress Han Sohee, while the last role mentioned was played by the actress Kim Minhee

(v) The songs Fine and Time Lapse are sung by none other than King Taeyeon of SNSD, and credits to the real people who worked on and created it, which are:

Lyrics/작사: 진리 Composer/작곡: Michael Woods, Kevin White, Andrew Bazzi, Shaylen Carroll, MZMC Arranger/편곡: Rice n` Peas

[lgcmanager]

LGC FAMILY CONCERT 2K19 MAJOR UPDATE

the news is out; it’s official, lgc family concert 2k19 has sold out all its 55,000 seats! expectations from the public are growing as d-day is getting closer. in legacy, it’s business as usual with the trainee’s head manager, lee sungmin, starting monday’s schedules with a few announcements:

CONCERT DETAILS

concert setlist: the setlist has been finalized. trainees need to know the order of each performance. [ ooc note: make sure to read the announcement that will be made during the concert, for the 4 trainees who have an mc, please follow this link for a short script ]

stage setting: the setting of the stage for the concert has been decided. every trainee has been given a plan of it, with different exits and entrances (view here and here)

OUTFITS

each trainee will have two outfits; one for the trainees performance, and one for the ending part (including the encore)

performance: the girls will have outfits similar to the ones gi-ddle is wearing in this performance. they all will wear light denim jeans, the cut (example: waist height, bottom height) and style (example: buttons, distressed) is up to them. the top is also up to the trainee and what they are most comfortable with, the different styles and cut available should be the same as in the video. the colors have however already been picked for them; red for morning senior girls, pink for evening senior girls, yellow for morning junior girls and blue for evening junior girls. they all will have to dance in black high heels. accessories are up to the mun.

performance: the boys will have outfits similar to the ones pentagon is wearing in this performance. they may pick between shorts or pants either white or in denim. the top part will be a white sports jersey, but it’s up to them to pick the type (example; baseball, basketball, football...) as well as the number they wish to have on it. their first name will be written at the back of the jersey. the colors of the lettering has already been picked for them; red for morning senior boys, dark pink for evening senior boys, yellow for morning junior boys and blue for evening junior boys. their shoes can either be white or the color of the lettering of their jersey. accessories are up to the mun.

ending: all lgc artists, including the trainees, will wear the official concert t-shirt with the colors of legacy (blue, similar to this) and either denim or black jeans. different cuts will be made available (example; short sleeves, no sleeve, v neck, longer or short). legacy wishes for everybody to express their individuality and personality through the style they pick. for the bottom part; black pants or black jeans for everybody, cuts and style up to them. shoes and accessories are up to the mun.

LINE DISTRIBUTION

[ ooc note : please excuse us for the issues with the pages, we tried to fix them, but nothing would go. we apologize for the inconveniences, google doc wasn’t on our side ]

a reminder that those without microphones/lines are still going to be on stage dancing. while the main performances will happen in the middle of the stage, trainees without microphones will be dispatched all over the rest of the scene to dance and interact with the crowd.

** important: from here on, line distribution will not change, even if a character is dropped or cleared, this character will be considered an npc trainee until the end of the event! those who join the rp from here on, debut ready or not, won’t be given a microphone during the trainees main performances. **

main performances: girls & boys & hands up

as expected, we didn’t distribute dancing centers due to the number of trainees for each performances (the whole process of making the stats for points and distributing lines took 12 hours!). to give you an idea of where your character is standing, you may follow the original choreography to see the placement and consider that most of the time, when a character has lines (2 and more), they stand in center.

u-go-girl; we have decided to add the dance break from the original performance of the song, starting from the phone right that will be replaced by the iphone ringtone. the music and all the girls will stop in what seems like confusion and turn towards jung miso who will seem very apologetic as she picks up the call. ahn jaehee will begin her line, they are both instructed to act the part and take their time in order to engage and hype the crowd. the cue for the music to start again will be miso’s “okay”. the dance line [ yamada himeko, huang xuyi, kim sera (center), shin hyorin, cha nayeon ] will then take the center while the rest of the girls will be crouching down.

hands up; this song is meant to hype the crowd, therefore, not focusing 100% on the choreography is okay. trainees will be told to move around as much as they please in order to have covered the whole stage by the end of the performance. they do need to be aware of their surroundings to avoid bumping into anyone or getting injured. also, no matter where they are on the stage at the moment of their lines, cameras will find them to show them on the giant screens.

ending performances; there are no line distributions since trainees (including those without microphones earlier) are told to sing harmonies, group parts and choruses only. during the last chorus of love scenario, they all will let the crowd sing. choi daehyun will deliver the last lines (bobby’s) along the crowd.

** the preview post will be updated to include new information shared here!

** we have promised to explain how we’ve given the lines and specific roles, so if you’re curious, please check this post.

[joonbird]

Heartbeat | 7

➭ “You’ve always stayed far away from the Kingsnakes, the coldblooded gang that runs the dark heart of your city. That is until your life collides with the intriguing and dangerous Jung Hoseok.”

pairing: hoseok x reader

genre: gang!au, smut, angst

wordcount: 12k

part one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine

** warnings: Graphic descriptions of injuries and violence, dark themes, gang activity, explicit drug references, mentions of physical abuse, mentions of death. and bathtub sex **

Sleep feels impossible tonight. 

Every muscle in Hoseok’s body is locked in place, his eyes stare listlessly into the darkness of his room. No matter what he does, no matter how many times he swears under his breath and rolls over onto one side, he can’t fall asleep. 

His mind is swirling with thoughts, thoughts that are unwanted and painful, thoughts infused with the question mark of what could’ve been, thoughts that start and end with your name on the tip of his tongue.

Hoseok has never been the type of person to reminisce on the past, largely due to his belief that reflection is unnecessary. You can’t turn back time and change the past, so why bother dwelling on it? But now, when the evening is fading into dawn, and the sky is awash with the milky blue of breaking daylight, Hoseok silently confesses that he chooses to ignore the past because it’s easier than confronting it.

The past is painful. Hoseok knows this better than anybody. He’s trained his mind to not think back on particular turning points of his life, he’s sharpened the skill of actively not remembering darker times. But ever since you came into his world, he can’t ignore his past anymore. Everything that he tried so hard to bury deep is rising to the surface.

Hoseok clutches the sheets in his hands and lets out another soft, “Fuck”. It does little to ease his racing thoughts. He thinks about you, how your eyes flash with hurt when he says things to you that are particularly cold and cruel. He thinks about how your voice sound when it whispers his name, the nape of your neck and the curve of your waist, the look of shock that painted over your features when he pressed his lips to yours for the first time.

“Stop it,” Hoseok mutters into the darkness, his voice harsh. Stop thinking about her.

Hoseok curses himself for his total lack of foresight, for his inability to see when something is good before it’s too late. He thinks he’s so cunning, so clever, when in reality he can’t see anything at all. He didn’t see you coming into his life, he didn’t see you changing his life, and he didn’t see you walking out of his life- until of course, it was too late.

Am I a bad person? The thought creeps in, and Hoseok sighs. He doesn’t know anymore. For a long time, he had just accepted that he was a bad person. Hoseok can’t recall all the times he’s done fucked up things, hurt people, received a sick sense of numbing satisfaction from affirming that yes, He had never considered the possibility that he was redeemable, that he may not be an intrinsically bad person. Until you.

Hoseok leans back on his bedframe, slumping forward until his head is in his hands. This hurts. This really, really hurts. It hurts, the way you eased into his heart with killer precision. He doesn’t know how to get you out. He doesn’t want to get you out. 

Hoseok lifts his head and absently fumbles on his nightstand table for the pack of cigarettes he keeps there, his fingers catching on the box. He hesitates, before he finally throws the box, hard, across the room. A dramatic gesture perhaps, but Hoseok couldn’t give less of a fuck right now. Cigarettes spill out onto his bedroom floor and he swears again. 

He looks at the clock, it reads 5:03AM. It’s 5AM, and he’s here, head in his hands, thinking about a woman who makes him feel a heady kind of hopefulness, a woman who taught him that there may be more to life than living fast and dying young. 

Hoseok squeezes his eyes shut and weakly tells himself to stop being such a weak motherfucking bitch, that you have left his life and it’s for the better, that you’re just another memory to lock away and forget about.

He lies awake in bed until daylight breaks over the horizon.

Twenty years ago, on a Friday evening in the middle of December, Jung Hoseok fell in love with dancing.

It was a Friday, because Friday was always the day that his Mum liked to go grocery shopping. Every Friday was like clockwork – Hoseok trailing his mother around the store while she slowly, carefully picked out boxes and cans. It was always Friday, because Hoseok’s father stayed out on Friday nights, stumbling in the house late into the evening with the sharp smell of alcohol plumed around him like smoke. 

It was during October, because the air was brisk when Hoseok slipped away from his mother and walked out of the store. It had felt like a thin film of ice was going to settle over his skin if he stayed outside for too long. 

Hoseok was certain he’d always be able to remember it. The cold that brushed over his skin, the quiet hum of the store doors closing behind him, and there – on the concrete in front of the store, a group of guys. 

They had a battered portable radio that was perched on the hood of an equally battered car, the crackly weak bass of a hip hop song filtered into the air. The group of guys were joking around, pushing each other and filling the beats of the song with their light, cloying jabs and insults – and they were dancing.

Hoseok had stared at them with wide eyes. Each movement they made was strong and bold, and they were entirely in control of their bodies. One guy, the one in the middle with a cap jammed over his hair and trackpants about two sizes too big for him, had a smile that he was struggling to contain. He was a man who was in control of each of his movements, a firm grip on the rhythm that coursed through body, controlled over everything except the smile that teased at his features. 

Hoseok’s breath was coming out in puffs of cold into the night air and he wondered, right then and there, if he could be like that one day.

It was one of those, right time, right place sort of situations. The kind of scenario where everything pieces together so exactly, that it can only be due to a stroke of luck, a twist of destiny. A red thread of fate.

Hoseok was a few days from turning sixteen when he met Z. 

His father had passed away the month prior. Hoseok had stood at his father’s funeral just last weekend, dressed in a rented suit that smelled like sweat and felt starchy on his skin, watching as people he had never met before shuffled through with tears dotted on their cheeks. Hoseok had looked up at the framed photo of his father that people were crying over, and he wondered what exactly they were crying for.

You’re nothing. His father’s voice floated into his thoughts. Hoseok squeezed his eyes shut, thinking about all the times his father had called him a loser, a coward, a ‘fucking pussy’, until finally just landing on the words that Hoseok had grown accustomed to hearing – ‘You’re nothing, Hoseok.’ 

Hoseok thought back to all the times he had seen his mother crying in the kitchen early in the morning when she thought the house was asleep, her hands bent in front of her, praying. Hoseok had always felt so tiny and powerless every time he heard his mother cry, every time his father’s fist went crunching into his cheek, every time the words You’re nothing echoed through his thoughts. 

Hoseok’s eyes had fluttered open and a few funeral-goers stared at him, eyes sympathetic and pitying. His mother, standing beside him, was crying – his baby sister in her arms. Hoseok’s father was gone, but the pressure he put on the family remained. He was gone, but all these people were still crying. Hoseok looked at the tears tracking down everyone’s faces, at the photo of his father perched high in the funeral hall.

He didn’t cry.

It was that memory that lingered in Hoseok’s mind when Sungmin approached him after school and asked him if he was free to talk. He was the same age as Hoseok, they were in the same Geometry class, yet Hoseok had never exchanged more than two words with him. 

Sungmin was something of a mystery, no one knew much about him. What Hoseok did know, however, was that Sungmin was always wearing a leather jacket that was two sizes too big for him, Sungmin was part of some newly established gang, and that Sungmin, for some reason, was standing on front of him now wanting to ‘talk’.

Sungmin was the same age as Hoseok but he felt older. He had an air of confidence about him, and he dug into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it. He offered it to Hoseok, and even though Hoseok had never so much as touched a cigarette in his life- he took it. 

He held it gingerly in his fingers and took a drag, coughing at the feeling of smoke in his lungs. Sungmin just watched on, an amused smile on his face.

“Will you teach me how to breakdance?”

Hoseok had been momentarily surprised. Of all the questions he had been anticipating, it hadn’t been that one. What surprised him the most though, was how quickly he answered back, his response.

“Okay.”

Sungmin was a slow learner. He was a clumsy dancer. He also, surprisingly enough, evolved from classmate to friend. 

Hoseok learned a lot about Sungmin when they met up after school. He learned that Sungmin wanted to learn how to dance because his girlfriend, Lorna, had mentioned she liked breakdancers. He learned that Sungmin had a short fuse and a tendency to spew filthy swear words when he couldn’t get a move right.

He learned that Sungmin’s chest puffed out in pride whenever he talked about his friends, the gang that he was currently being initiated into. ‘The Kingsnakes,’ Sungmin would say, struggling to keep a cool expression on his face, ‘That’s our name, by the way.’ 

Hoseok had learned that Sungmin, when he found something unbearably funny, slapped his hand over his mouth and laughed silently, shoulders shaking up and down. 

He wasn’t sure when it happened, but it did – somewhere along the way he had become friends with the other boy. It was a realization he had when he was leaning against the wall of the warehouse one school night with Sungmin, smoking cigarettes and discussing whether it was worth staying in school, or dropping out. 

“You never smoke them properly.” Sungmin had complained, pointing his cigarette butt at Hoseok accusingly. “You’ve gotta inhale. Yoongi taught me that.”

Hoseok wrinkled his nose, watching as the other boy took a deep drag, exhaling a mouthful of smoke with exaggerated confidence.

“Yoongi?”

Sungmin hummed in response. “Yep. He’s the leader of the Kingsnakes.”

Hoseok’s mouth opened into a small ‘o’. He stared at the cigarette in his hands, the glowing embers falling to the ground.

“Sungmin, will you introduce me to him? Yoongi, I mean.”

“Z,” Sungmin corrected. Hoseok looked up questioningly and Sungmin shrugged.

“Call me Z. It’s a new nickname I’m trying.”

“Loser.” Hoseok rolled his eyes and Sungmin grinned, staring at his friend thoughtfully.

“Yeah, I’ll introduce you. You’ll owe me, though.”

Hoseok nodded, feeling a thrill start in his spine. He didn’t know why he was asking to meet Yoongi, he didn’t know why he was here with Sungmin, all he did know was that he felt good. He felt like he belonged, like he wasn’t a kid anymore, like he was taking charge of his life.

He picked up the cigarette and inhaled properly. It burned in his lungs and it made his head spin, he fought the urge to cough as he exhaled all the smoke. It cloaked his vision and somewhere through the haze, he heard the almost silent strains of Sungmin’s laughter.

Min Yoongi was not what Hoseok had expected. He had hair that was dyed an unnatural shade of ice blue, and eyes that gazed him up and down suspiciously upon first glance. 

“Who’s this?” 

Yoongi didn’t direct the question to him, glancing over instead at Z who was standing by Hoseok’s side.

“My friend. Wanted to meet you.” 

And just like that, Yoongi’s eyes were back on him. Hoseok squirmed uncomfortably.

“Why did you want to meet me?”

Hoseok’s voice was pitchy, it gave away his nerves as he spoke.

“I was wondering if I could hang around with you guys.”

Yoongi just raised an eyebrow.

“…You guys?”

Hoseok’s face flushed and he nodded. “The… the Kingsnakes.”

For a long moment, Yoongi just stared at Hoseok, a perplexed expression on his face before he sighed.

“Yeah, whatever. You can hang round with us if you want.” Yoongi’s voice was bored, and Hoseok nodded eagerly. 

“But if you’re going to do that, you need to understand that there’s nothing more important to me than loyalty. Whether you’re going to hang round for a little bit or longer, at the end of the day, all I ask for, and all I expect, is loyalty. Whatever you see, whatever goes down – it’s between us and us only. Understood?” He spoke slowly, still with that bored tone- but Hoseok didn’t miss the steeliness in his words. 

“Yeah, I… I understand.” 

He must have passed whatever test Yoongi was giving because the older boy relaxed, but kept eyeing him curiously. 

“So, why do you want in with the Kingsnakes, kid? You want money, drugs, friends? What is it?” 

Hoseok sensed Sungmin’s eyes on him too, and he shrugged.

“I just don’t want to feel like I’m nothing.” He said honestly, to which Yoongi just let out a soft hum in response.

After that, Hoseok’s life became something like a whirlwind of firsts. 

The first kiss, exchanged at a Kingsnake party with some girl from another school who had crawled into his lap and kissed him. 

The first time he had done drugs, a tiny bump of cocaine that he snorted while wedged between Yoongi and a few of the other members at a party.  

The first time he skipped class, spending the day hanging around with some of the guys and getting high, enjoying it so much that he eventually stopped going to class altogether. 

The first time he fucked a girl, thrusting into her, his body using hers, feeling invincible. 

The first time Yoongi asked him to help out, to keep watch for a drug deal. That had also been the first time Yoongi had slapped his shoulder and grinned at him, telling him he was alright. 

The first time Hoseok was handed an envelope stuffed with bills, feeling a rush of excitement because that money was his, he had earned it. It was the first time Hoseok felt secure, powerful, like maybe he had someplace where he belonged. 

The first time a needle touched his skin, inking a snake onto his wrist. The first time his mother saw the tattoo and teared up, asking Hoseok if he was safe.

The first time he and a few of the guys beat up another guy for ratting on them. The first time he punched someone’s jaw. The first time he saw Z’s eyes flash with simmering lust, punching until Yoongi told him in a sharp tone, Enough.

The first time Hoseok felt uncertainty about his decision to join the Kingsnakes. The first time he questioned whether he had made the right choices, whether his past was doomed to repeat itself. 

“Yoongi likes you.” Z muttered to him on the night of his eighteenth birthday. “He’s always picking you to be his backup him in deals and shit.”

The two had slipped outside for a cigarette, standing shoulder by shoulder in the brisk air. Lorna, Z’s girlfriend, had joined them at first before she too slipped back inside, complaining about the cold weather. 

“Yoongi?” Hoseok echoed. Z just grunted. Hoseok cocked his head to the side, considered those words.

“You’re probably next in line to run the group, at this point.” Z added.

Hoseok had turned to his friend, whose face was lit only by the red embers. Ash fell to the ground and Hoseok shrugged in response. He felt good, his body was buzzed, he felt like something, like he was something. He thought back on the tiny, frightened kid he used to be and a wry smile tugged on his lips.

“Nah. That’s all you, Sungmin.” 

Z let out a loud scoff, reaching over and giving Hoseok a feeble punch. “You loser.” He laughed. “Come on, let’s go inside. It’s fucking freezing.”

A few weeks later, Hoseok stood outside Yoongi’s house, shivering and muttering complaints under his breath.

“Stupid motherfucking Min Yoongi asks me to drop something off and then doesn’t even answer the door,” Hoseok mumbled, walking down the driveway. “Fuck, it’s cold.” He paused once he got to his bike, sighing in annoyance as he turned around, walking directly past the front door and weaving his way through the gate. 

He had been to Yoongi’s house several times, and when he got to the back door, it was, as expected, unlocked. He stepped into the house, holding the package under his arms. The house was quiet, his footsteps heavy on the floor. 

“Hoseok?” 

Yoongi padded out, dressed just in a pair of black jocks. “What are you- just, get out of here, I’m busy today.”

His voice was harsh and Hoseok cringed, throwing the package down on the kitchen table. “Yeah sorry, it’s all there, the delivery, the guy-”

“Yoongi?” A female voice cut faintly through Hoseok’s words. Hoseok froze.

He recognized that voice.

He glanced over at Yoongi questioningly and the stricken look on the other man’s face said it all.

“Yoongi…. Is that…” Hoseok breathed.

“Fuck,” Yoongi swore.

Hoseok closed and opened his mouth.

“Don’t say anything,” Yoongi asked in a low voice, he pinched the bridge of his nose. “You won’t say anything, Hoseok?” He looked up and for the first time Hoseok saw Yoongi not as the strong, invincible leader of the group but as he was – vulnerable and broken. 

“Okay.” Hoseok muttered dumbly. Yoongi nodded and the two men stared at each other tensely before Hoseok turned and walked out of the back door. 

He half expected Yoongi to come barreling behind him, but he was met with nothing but silence. He got to his motorcycle, still perched by the driveway.

Hoseok recognized that voice, husky and distinctive. Hoseok saw it in the panic that crossed over Yoongi’s face, the pleading tone of his voice.

It was Lorna. Z’s girlfriend.

“Fuck,” Hoseok muttered. “Fuck!”

Anger, fear, hot and uncomfortable emotion swelled in his chest as Hoseok kicked his bike. 

The resounding pain that went through his leg just intensified the frustration, but there was nothing he could do about the pain. It was too late, and what had been done, was done. 

Months later, it was summer. The days were long and hot, and the air felt still. It was the calm before the storm.

Hoseok spent the majority of his days in a sticky, clouded haze. He was stretched out on the couch, his mind comfortably blurry when he heard his front door slam open. 

He didn’t bother locking it half the time, today was one of those days, and he glanced up blearily. It was Z, and Hoseok sat up, yawning.

“What’s up dude? Haven’t seen you round last few days.”

Z was agitated, Hoseok could sense it from the moment that he walked in the room. Z didn’t respond immediately, pacing back and forth before he finally flopped down on the chair opposite Hoseok.

“Found out that Min fucking Yoongi was screwing my girlfriend behind my back.”

Hoseok’s blood turned to ice. 

Z let out an emphatic, “Fuck” before he sighed, leaning back on the chair.

“I… how?” Hoseok asked, his voice sounding faint to his own ears.

Z didn’t answer, his eyes closed. “Does it matter?” 

“Where…. Where is Yoongi now? Have you talked to him?”

Z opened one eye. A smile spread across his face, and he shrugged.

“That’s just the thing. I was going to talk to him about it, but you’ll never believe it. Turns out there was an oxygen bubble in his bloodstream. He’s dead.”

Dead? 

Hoseok could hear the blood in his ears. Z closed his eyes again and shrugged.

“Freak accident. Crazy, right?” 

Hoseok’s throat was dry. He sunk back down onto the couch, his head spinning.

And there it was. The sound of Z’s silent, dry laughter. Hoseok could recognize it anywhere. Hoseok felt dread start to pool in the pit of his stomach as Z spoke, his words low and dangerous like the rattle of a snake.

“There’s nothing more important than loyalty, right?”

Hoseok didn’t answer, pushing off of the couch.

“Need a cigarette.” He mumbled. He knew it was a stupid excuse, for God’s sake he smoked in his house, but he needed fresh air. He needed to clear his stupid, clouded, jumbled thoughts, because Yoongi was dead. Yoongi was dead. Hoseok’s mind was racing with thoughts as he pushed open his front door and walked down the driveway.

An oxygen bubble? In his bloodstream?

Hoseok’s hands were trembling as he walked down his street, he furtively glanced behind his shoulder to ensure no one was tailing him. He pulled out his phone, holding it to his ear. The moment it clicked, he spoke.

“Lorna, Yoongi’s dead.” 

There was a shocked silence on the end of the line. Hoseok didn’t let it linger, speaking rapidly.

“Get out of here, okay?”

He heard a choked sound on the other line, an almost animal like cry. He didn’t dwell on it, he squeezed the phone tighter, feeling his heart thump in his chest.

“Lorna, do you understand me? Get the fuck out of here, alright?”

She was crying, and Hoseok hung up, his hands trembling. 

He had no idea why he had done that, he didn’t owe Lorna anything. He didn’t owe anyone anything. Except Z.

Z. Hoseok stood, frozen, as he looked behind his shoulder again. The street was empty, but he felt a hum of paranoia and fear race through his veins as he turned off his phone, trying to settle his shaking hands as he turned and walked back into the house.

He walked back inside his living room, feeling his muscles tense up. Z was still sitting in that same chair, he didn’t look up as Hoseok returned to the couch.

“So, we’ve got the Deckard deal next week. You’ll help?” Z began, and Hoseok glanced up. Their eyes met and Hoseok swallowed. 

You can still run, Hoseok.

He nodded. 

I can’t run.

“Good.” Z glanced back at the TV and Hoseok stared at him. He and Z were friends. He owed Z, it was Z who had pulled him into the web of the Kingsnakes, it was that web that had given him power, money, helped him pull himself and his family out of debt.

Hoseok negotiated in his head that really, nothing had changed. The Kingsnakes would remain the same, even with Z at the helm. That Yoongi’s death really was a freak accident. Things wouldn’t worsen, they couldn’t.

I won’t run.

“Hoseok, you didn’t know about Yoongi and Lorna, did you?”

Hoseok felt his heart stutter. His stomach twisted, as he looked up, meeting Z’s gaze.

“No, I didn’t.”

I can’t run.

Z smiled, satisfied, and nodded. “Good.”

I can’t fucking run.

Hoseok sat still, feeling utterly paralyzed. For the first time in years, he felt that insidious, horrible feeling inside of his chest, that voice, telling him that he was nothing. And the red thread of fate that tied him as a ten year old kid to dancing had been cut. 

It was replaced by the black threads of the Kingsnakes, woven tightly around him until he could no longer breathe.

The moment you enter Taehyung’s hospital room, you gasp. 

A sharp, involuntary intake of breath that draws everyone’s attention on you. Your eyes scan over the room – at Ara, who gazes at you with an expression that is saturated with disappointment and hurt, at the police officers who eye you with suspicion, at a nurse who hones in on you as soon as you enter.

“I’m sorry, but you’re outside of visiting hours.” Her clipboard is tucked under her arm, her hair slicked back into a low bun. “Only direct family are permitted here, you’ll have to come back tomorrow.”

“She is family.”

The voice interrupts before you can respond. It’s Taehyung. Your eyes meet his and he smiles tiredly at you. 

Your heart gives out in your chest when you see him, at the faded bruised rings that mar his face, at the way his chest heaves delicately with each breath. 

“She’s not-” Ara begins, but Taehyung just continues to speak.

“She’s family. Nurse,” Taehyung glances away to smile politely at the nurse. “Could I have five minutes with her?”

The nurse grumbles, you hear the soft strains of her voice and Ara’s but eventually, she nods. The police officers stand up and leave first, their eyes beady and intent on you as they shuffle out of the room, before the others follow. You try to meet Ara’s gaze but she stares away from you pointedly, and you feel a twist in your chest.

Finally, the room is empty. You glance at Taehyung, he smiles at you and nods to the chair that is perched beside his bed. “Sit down.” 

Your legs feel wooden as you walk over, lowering yourself into the plastic chair.

The room elapses into silence, a silence that is broken only by the quiet electronic beat of Taehyung’s heart monitor.

“Tae-”

“Are you-”

You both start speaking at once, faltering when your voices overlap. Taehyung chuckles, shifts in bed. “You go first.”

You glance up, meeting Taehyung’s eyes. He looks so frail like this, mottled splashes of purple fading beneath his skin, pale lips, a smile on his face. Your eyes linger on the IV drip that threads into his skin and you swallow.

“I’m sorry.”

You whisper the words like they’re a secret.

Taehyung clicks his tongue softly. “What are you apologizing for?”

“I… what happened to you, I-”

“What happened is just a case of wrong time, wrong place. Nothing more than that. Just some thugs who were high on drugs and wanted some quick cash.”

Taehyung speaks quickly, his voice low and calm and you shake your head, tears beginning to strain at the back of your throat. Taehyung’s voice rises a little, speeds up a touch, “Really, it was just bad luck. Thank God for insurance, right? The doctors said I’ll heal up in no time too so-“

”Tae.” You say his name and Taehyung falls silent. “It was the Kingsnakes. They-”

“I know it was them.”

A silence settles between the two of you and Taehyung’s fingers, trembling, run over the IV drip in the centre of his hand. For the first time since it was just the two of you in this room, Taehyung looks away. You keep your eyes on him, seeing the rapid blink of his eyes, the way his lips move as if he’s talking silently. He’s trying not to cry, trying to hold himself together even now when his body is on the brink of falling apart. Your chest aches and the raw ache at the back of your throat intensifies.

“I’m not going to tell the police anything about them. I haven’t. And I won’t.”

“Taehyung, you didn’t have to do that.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung’s voice is hoarse. “I did. I’m not saying a word. I’m not putting you in danger. There’s no evidence. It’s better to not say anything.”

“Taehyung this is serious.” The words come out harsher than intended and Taehyung finally looks up again, his eyes uncharacteristically steely. 

“I know it’s not a game. It’s your life, and…” His eyes are wet with tears and he looks so young that your heart twists and tears finally start threatening to spill in your eyes, because this is Taehyung, the Taehyung you have known since you were a kid, the Taehyung who was always older and cooler and never afraid of anything, “…the thought of your life being at risk... I can’t, I just can’t.” 

He swallows hard and stares determinedly at the grey hospital blanket draped over his lap. You feel a twist right in your gut, a pain like a knife slicing through butter. 

Taehyung, staring down at the ground, his eyes wavering with tears that he is fighting to hold back, the steady beep of his heart-rate monitor, the sterile smell of the hospital filling your nostrils and locking around you hard and fast. 

It feels like your mind is going a million miles a minute, different emotions tugging you into different places. You think about Taehyung, who is protecting you even now, who is doing the wrong thing for you. Guilt in the sharpest sense needles at you. 

You think about the fists that crunched with a ferocity you’ll never know right into the small of Taehyung’s face, of the half burned down gallery that now sits in your city, of X’s flat eyes staring into you. It’s a world you don’t understand, that you don’t belong in, a world that has grasped onto you and no matter how hard you want to, you can’t seem to shake off yourself. You feel fear, a rendering of fear so awful and deep-settled that you can’t shake it away. 

The sound of Taehyung shifting in place has you breaking out of your reverie.

Taehyung sighs. He reaches up and then stops, he is unable to run his fingers through his shaggy fringe. He stares at the thick, alabaster plaster wrapped around his hand.

“I just...” His voice is raspy, he swallows hard. “Do you love him?”

You gaze at Taehyung and you can see it etched right there in the slightest quiver of his lips. All of the ways a soul can hurt, scatterd there like kisses or bruises. 

Taehyung is composed of light and clarity. Hoseok is the utter opposite - he is the tiniest of moans that escapes your lips when he presses his mouth to the shell of your ear, he is a heady and wickedly uncontrollable tempo, he is a dark place where you can unravel new threads, pieces of you that you had alwys been too afraid to confront in the past. 

While everyone else is safety, Hoseok is freedom.

Taehyung smiles at you. Barely - the slightest twinge of his lips, a crease of his eyes. You are sure it hurts, that reassuring smile painted on a face as sore and bruised as his. But he smiles anyway, because he is Taehyung. And for a moment your heart aches, because it occurs to you how easy it would be to love somebody as safe and sweet as Kim Taehyung.

“Yes.” You keep your eyes steady on Taehyung. You feel your heart constrict, because is it a cop out, to rattle out the words ‘you can’t choose who you love?’ if you could choose to love Hoseok, would you? You think about him, Hoseok and his dark, desperate eyes when you had turned away from him just hours ago. If you could choose who you love, would you still choose him?

Your chest is tight, and you think to yourself that if someone could crack open your body, they would likely find a kingsnake coiled in between your ribs, its body wrapped firmly around your heart.

"Yes,” You murmur. “I love him.”

You glance up to see Taehyung’s reaction. He looks up, stares at you. His face is carefully passive, his eyes searching yours for a split second before he speaks.

“Does he love you?”

It’s a question that catches you offguard. You stay still for a moment, your mouth closes and opens. 

“I… I don’t know,” You answer honestly. A corner of your heart peels backwards, sings out silently that he does, I hope he does. 

“Do you trust him?”

Taehyung keeps his eyes on yours and you nod. 

“I do.” Your voice breaks off into a small, sad laugh. “I don’t know if I can trust myself, though.”

Taehyung doesn’t speak immediately, the beep of his monitor feels the space.

“Trust your instincts,” He says finally. You think to yourself that you can’t, that you can’t trust yourself, your heart, even your mind. 

“I’m scared to.” The words come out as the barest of whispers as tears prick your eyes. Taehyung leans forward and his bandaged hand brushes against your wrist. 

“Don’t be scared of trusting yourself.” He says softly. “I know a lot of people in my position wouldn’t tell you this. Usually, when a guy loves a girl, the last thing they want is to see her with somebody else.” His eyes flicker, he glances at you and you understand what he’s trying to tell you. His eyes search yours for a split second, looking for something, before his face breaks into a small, sad smile.

“Look… if there’s something there, a spark, a feeling, a flame… don’t throw it away because of fear. The only person who truly knows your heart is you. The only person who truly owns your heart is you. So… trust yourself, okay?” 

Tears drip down your cheeks. You nod, your bottom lip wobbles, you tell yourself not to cry but the tears only drip faster and fatter down your cheeks.

“Okay.”

Your voice is strained and thick with tears, and you glance up at Taehyung. His eyes are wet too, and you stand up, leaning forward to wrap your arms around your friend.

Taehyung’s hair brushes your cheek and you can tell he’s crying from the wet tears that drip onto your shoulder. You can feel it when you are standing this close to him, how much pain he’s holding inside, how much fear and loss. 

You are full of blame, guilt and confusion, but you stay close to Tae, holding him in a hug. Telling him, in a way that only you can with somebody you’ve known as long as you’ve known Kim Taehyung, that you’re sorry. 

You pull away and Taehyung’s tears have subsided, as have your own.

“I just... This s a whole other league, and I… just be careful. Of them. Of all of it. Be careful. You know that, right?“ 

You don’t miss the worry that infuses Taehyung’s tone. You reach out and hold his hand. The plaster is rough under your palm and you nod, tears spilling down your cheeks. 

“I know.”

Once you are outside of the hospital, you cradle your phone in your hands.

Logically, you know that the smart thing to do is to put your phone back in your pocket and to go home. The right thing to do on paper is to write off Hoseok as just a fleeting mistake, to turn away from him for good.

But you can’t. You don’t want to. 

You think about Taehyung’s words, about the spark, and the flame, and you think about Jung Hoseok. You don’t know what is it about him, but you don’t want to let go of it. You don’t want to let go of him. And it is that thought that you have in mind as you press dial and lift the phone to your ear.  

The phone rings out and you feel your mouth go slack with nerves.

“Hey.” Hoseok’s voice is cautious as he answers, you swallow.

“Can I see you?”

There’s a silence across the line and then Hoseok clears his throat.

“Uh… okay. I’m at my place, do you want to come over? Or I can meet you-” 

“Your place is fine. Can you text me the address?”

You hear Hoseok swallow, mumble out a soft “Sure”. You tell him you’ll see him soon, as you hang up and hail a taxi, wondering if the decision you’re making is the right one. 

The drive isn’t long, you are wrapped up in your thoughts about Hoseok and the gravity of the situation. You pull up to Hoseok’s house, and see him sitting on his front step. He’s dressed casually, a black tee and black jeans, and he stands up when you approach.

“Why are you here?” 

His question is careful and you stop in front of him. 

“You said you don’t lose me.” You say quietly, and Hoseok nods. “I don’t want to lose you either. I just… feel scared when I think about what exactly I’m losing. Is it the real you, or the you I want you to be?”

Hoseok stares at you and then glances away, his eyes downcast.

“The real me isn’t great.” He says in a short voice. “But with you I was… I was always the real me. If that’s what you’re asking.”

The two of you just stare at one another and Hoseok sighs. 

“Is your friend okay?”

“He’s not going to say anything to the police if that’s what-”

“Hey. I wasn’t going to ask that. I was asking because I actually want to know.”

Hoseok has one eyebrow raised and you falter.

“You actually care about him?”

You can’t help but sound bitter.

“I care about you, so, yeah. I guess I do care about him.” 

Hoseok’s words has your resolve crumpling, and the composed expression slips from Hoseok’s face as he steps forward.

“Hey, I…” Hoseok bites his lip. “Fuck, I’m the worst with this kind of thing. I…” His voice raises with each word and then he pulls you into his arms in an uncertain hug. You inhale him, feel his arms encircle you, crying into the crook of his shoulder. Hoseok just runs a hand along the centre of your back in circles, until finally, the tears subside.

You pull away from him and Hoseok peers down at you. “You look exhausted.” Hoseok says brusquely, “Have you slept? Showered?” 

You shake your head, and Hoseok nods. “Look. Come in, do all of that stuff, and then we can talk about whatever… okay?” 

“Okay.”

Hoseok whirls around and walks up the stairs to his house, and you follow.

“Bathroom’s down that way, kitchen’s through the hall if you want something to eat. Alright?” Hoseok looks uncertain for a moment and you nod, heading to the bathroom.

You close the door behind you and stare at your reflection, feeling your frayed nerves start to settle. You turn the tap on for the bathtub, letting the small bathroom fill up with steam, your thoughts slowing and your breathing evening out as you pull off your clothes and turn off the tap, lowering yourself into the tub. The water is hot, soothing, and it pulls away at the tension gathered inside of your chest. 

“You alright?” Hoseok’s voice calls out from the hallway, and you glance at the closed door. 

“Can you come in for a second?” You call out, and the door opens. You hug your legs to your chest, covering yourself as Hoseok walks in. 

“What did you think when I walked up to you the first time we met?”

“Honest answer?”

You nod. Hoseok tilts his head to one side, staring at you before he lets out a sigh.

“I thought you were trying really hard to prove something to yourself.” He murmurs. “I thought you were hot too.” He adds, smiling faintly for a second. 

“But you didn’t care about me then, right? At the start?”

Hoseok bites his lip. You rush to fill in the spaces.

“Honest answer again, please.”

Hoseok gazes at you and nods slowly. “At the start, yeah. I didn’t.” 

“So what changed from then to now? What makes how you felt about me then, different to how you felt about me now?”

Hoseok leans against the bathroom wall, swallows. “I don’t really know what it is.” He says eventually. “But the more I got to know you, the more things changed. I like how being with you makes me feel. I care about you and I want you to be safe and happy. I miss you when you’re not with me. I don’t want to just fuck you, I… dunno, wanna spend time with you.” 

You don’t answer, staring at Hoseok. 

“I’m scared.” You whisper. You don’t explain what you are scared of. You don’t put into words that you’re scared of loving him, that you’re scared of trusting him, of being vulnerable. That even though you’re scared, you still want him.

“I’m scared too.” Hoseok responds. “Of a lot of things, actually. But I feel less scared when I’m with you.”

His voice breaks and he shakes his head. “Sorry, that was cheesy as fuck.” He mutters, but a smile slips across his face.

The honesty in his words takes you by surprise and you hug your knees to your chest. He tilts his head back, and you stare at him and try to remember how to breathe. Because like this, when he’s standing in front of you, eyes creased in the corners, a smile soaked in an effortless, easy kind of happiness, arms folded and those clavicles peeking out from the neck of his black tee… you haven’t taken a breath, you can’t take a breath.

“I…” Your voice speaks of its own accord, his eyes hone in on yours and you let out a shaky mouthful of air, the words tumble out before you can quite stop them, “Join me.”

Hoseok pauses and his eyes flicker over to the tub that you are perched in. You have slept with him what feels like countless of times, you have the imprint of Hoseok’s bare body stamped in your mind, but there is something about this moment right now that has the breath seeping out of you and a tremble deep in your bones. 

Hoseok doesn’t speak, he just clears his voice. 

“Really?”

You nod, draw your knees in to your chest. Hoseok gazes at you for a prolonged moment, and then reaches behind his body, his fingers grasping at the back of his tee to pull it off of his head in one clean motion. 

You see it- the flex of his torso, his taut, lean stomach, the dip of his collarbones and his fingers as they tug off his black jeans. You’ve seen it, you know it, but still your heart hammers hard and fast in your chest.

Hoseok pulls off his pants, revealing his thighs, strong and muscled. His hips, they twist as he throws his clothes carelessly in the corner of the bathroom, he steps towards the bathtub and steps in until he is seated opposite you.

You immediately close the space, inch closer to him until your knees are touching, and he lets out a soft sigh. You watch as he reaches up and runs a hand through his hair, the water keeps his hair slicked back and off his forehead.

He cocks his head down at you. 

“You’re an idiot.” He murmurs, but there is no malice in his words. Instead, he sounds oddly breathless, his voice so husky and soft that you can only just make out the words. 

“I’m an idiot?” You repeat, your features wrinkling into a delicately affronted expression. 

Hoseok nods, his face is a mixture of emotions that you place for split seconds, like rolling waves, one replacing the other – intensity, vulnerability, tenderness, affection. 

He cards his fingers through his hair, shakes his fringe out of his eyes, the snake on his wrist disappears under the water’s surface. 

You feel your breath catch in your throat, a tremble working its way up your thighs and locking tight around your stomach like a band. He hovers in front of you, oozing a dark and dangerous charisma. Your eyes linger over his shoulders, the curve of his collarbones, his taut stomach.

Neither of you speak. You just stare at one another. Here, seated opposite one other in an old, cracked bathtub, it feels as if time is still. 

He reaches out and presses his palms gently, carefully, around your face. His fingers skim over your jaw, until he is holding you in his hands and his eyes are searching yours. He is looking for protest that you don’t give, before he finally leans in.

Hoseok kisses you slowly. It’s something you aren’t used to with him – you are accustomed to hurried, hungered kisses. This is slow, languid almost- his lips careful and a bit clumsy against yours, his palms still cupping your face. Right there into the curve of your lips he lets out a sigh and his body relaxes. 

At the sound of it- the throaty sigh of release deep from within his belly, you lean in closer, chasing into the feel of his lips. Hoseok responds, his hands sliding from your cheeks to rake into your hair. 

It occurs to you in a fleeting thought just how well he can read you now, how your body responds almost instinctively to his. 

The water splashes quietly against the side of the tub as his hands comb through your hair down to the centre of your back. He tugs you closer to him so that your body folds on top of his, he stretches his legs out along the expanse of the tub.

His skin glides against yours underneath the water, you begin to feel a slow knock between your legs as his hands massage intently against the small of your back. You let out a tiny groan and pull away for a moment to glance at him – Hoseok, his hair wet and slicked off of his face, droplets of water on his skin. 

His hands are still tight against the slip of your waist, he kneads his fingers harder into the curve right above your ass and you let out a tiny, stuttered moan. Your face is only inches away from Hoseok’s and he keeps his eyes locked on yours, his breath ghosting over your lips.

“Do you want me?”

It’s a simple question, his voice low and tilting, but for once there is no teasing note at the end of his words, the smirk gone from his lips. Your breath shudders out, you can feel your lust knocking between your legs as you stare into his dark eyes. His face is utterly serious, his eyes dark with desire and intensity.

“Yes,” You breathe out, and Hoseok’s eyes flicker, his tongue licks over his lips.

“Yes,” You repeat, watching as a muscle in his jaw twitches. He lets out a tiny groan and captures your lips in another kiss. 

You kiss him back hungrily, letting out moans in between kisses as Hoseok pulls your body even closer to his, growls against your lips as his hands curve around to cup your ass.

Hoseok breaks away from your mouth, he doesn’t stop, his mouth trailing down and stamping hot kisses along the curve of your jaw, down the slope of your neck. You are trembling, the thud between your legs dangerous and familiar as you adjust your hips. 

Letting out a soft whine, you rock your hips, feeling the smooth friction of his thigh against your cunt. 

A loud moan spills out of your mouth at the feeling of contact against your sensitive core, at the barest thread of pleasure and relief it offers. You grind against him harder, it only makes the ache worsen, and Hoseok lets out a growl right into the base of your ear.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” He says in a low voice. “Hmm? Rubbing that pretty cunt all over me?” 

You breathe in sharp and quick at the sound of his voice, raspy in your ear, the grip of his fingers on your ass. He smirks when he hears the ragged whine that escapes your lips as you swallow hard.

He reaches between your bodies and his hand slides over your inner thigh. You let out a begging sound, the ache growing more intense between your legs.

“I want you, Hoseok,” You choke out and Hoseok lets out a low hum, pressing his body closer to yours. 

The water laps at the sides of the tub as he nears closer to you, his mouth inches from yours, his palm still flat on the inside of your thigh. 

The sides of his knuckles graze at your sensitive core and your breath pitches in, lust pooling in your body. You tilt your hips upwards, desperate to feel more of his touch against you. 

Hoseok’s dark eyes stare into yours, his hair wet, drops of water slowly sliding down his face. Your heart is hammering your chest, your thighs tensed, your core aching and throbbing for him. Hoseok leans in and presses his lips to yours carefully, as his fingers inch closer. 

The tip of his pinky carefully caresses over your slit and you fall apart into his kiss.

“Sit up.” 

He murmurs it into your lips and you hesitate, pausing before he says it again, more forcefully.

“Sit up would you?”

“W-why?” 

“Just… just sit on the edge of the tub. That end, princess.” His voice is impatient, but softens as he uses the nickname. You push yourself off of him reluctantly and stand, sitting down on the edge of the tub with your back against the wall.

As your back touches the cold tile, Hoseok heads towards you. 

His hands brush over your ankles in the water, his palms smoothing over your calves. Your breath rushes in as he slowly moves up your legs, until his palms are canvassing your inner thighs, his fingertips grazing carefully over your pussy.

Your back is stiff, desperately arched, as Hoseok glides his hands back down your legs. It feels as if your entire body is on edge, wanting him to touch you, the gnawing ache between your legs wicked and intense. 

His fingers journey up over your inner calves, your thighs, resting by your knees before he pushes. 

You glance down, taking in the visual of your legs spread, Hoseok between your thighs.

You swallow hard, a new punch of lust searing through your body.

“H-Hoseok,” You stammer out his name and Hoseok gazes right at you, his lips quirked into that same slow smirk, his eyes intent on yours. 

“Yes?” He murmurs, leaning down and pressing his lips teasingly to your knee. 

“I…” Your voice thins as he inches forward, presses his lips against the soft skin of your hip. You tremble as Hoseok places his hands on the inside of both of your thighs, spreading your legs apart wider.

You can’t think of words,  your thoughts fading out into an incorrigible mess of emotions as Hoseok leans in, his words come out softly against your spread cunt.

“Is there something you’re trying to say?” He gazes up at you from between your legs. 

Your breath comes out in ragged gasps, the knock between your legs intense and all consuming. Hoseok gazes right at you, dark eyes tracked on your face, his mouth only centimetres away from your pussy. Fuck. 

You press your head against the back of the wall, clench your thighs, let out a shaky breath. The word breezes out between your lips.

“Please…”

Hoseok lets out a moan and glances down, staring at your core. 

“God,” He mutters softly, “I love hearing you beg.” He swallows before he leans in even closer.

His tongue wetly traces up your slit. The sensation of his tongue against you has you twitching your hips, your hands grip the edge of the porcelain tub. Hoseok’s tongue, tasting all up of your wetness, ends by your clit, you cry out as he hums, pulling himself away.

“Feel good?”

His voice barely registers as his tongue finds your pussy yet again. He presses the flat of his tongue against your clit, tracing down your inner thigh. His tongue is coaxing, flicking slow patterns around your clit. You throb from how good it feels, his mouth on you, Hoseok between your legs letting out soft moans, his shoulders flexing as he reaches up and slides his finger into your walls.

You feel your belly start to coil tightly as Hoseok pushes the entirety of his finger slick into you. His tongue continues to work needy circles around your pussy as he pushes his finger in and out of you. 

The rhythm is slow at first, teasing, the rock of his finger fucking you out and the lapping of his tongue against your folds. The sensation of him pushing his finger inside of you has you gasping, your legs stiffening, while the softness of his tongue has your deep-seated urgency unravelling at the seams.

You tip your head back hard against the wall as Hoseok slips another finger inside of you. His thumb darts in to massage teasingly around your clit, his touch is hard and punishing, almost making you cry at the sensitivity before his tongue is there to gloss over the ache. 

“I’m going to cum,” You pant out, turning your head to the side so that your cheek is pressed flat against the cool ceramic tile of the bathroom wall.

Hoseok doesn’t stop, he rubs his thumb against your clit harder, works his tongue deeper into you.

The back and forth has your back stiffening desperately, the throb causing your mouth to fall open as the high rides over your body, breaking in euphoric waves as you moan out his name.

“Fuck!” Your voice shakes as Hoseok tilts his head back, his eyes on yours as he sits up, still between your legs. 

You let out a strangled, wanton moan, your orgasm washing over your skin as Hoseok chases into you, his lips close to yours when he whispers, “You look so hot when you cum…” He lets out a possessive moan as he kisses you, deep and long before he groans out, “I want to fuck you.”

His words make you moan. Your eyes flutter open as you gaze at him. The glow of your orgasm, and him, hair wet, mouth glossy with your wetness, the lust hungry in his eyes, has something snapping inside of you.

“Fuck me,” You breathe out, “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.”

Hoseok’s hands grip around your thighs at your words as he tugs you down until you are back in the tub, the water splashing as he kisses you deep and rough, his tongue domineering as his hands squeeze your hips so hard that you can’t help but gasp breathlessly into the kiss. 

He breaks away and kisses down your jaw hard, peppering his mouth against your neck and against your pulsepoint. You whine as his lips clamp down at your neck, sucking at the skin there before he jerks his head up, his lips by your ear.

“Turn around.” His demand is spoken lowly and you feel a shaky spin of lust and excitement grip you as you turn around, no longer facing him. 

Hoseok immediately crooks his body behind yours, his hands roaming your front, grabbing at your breasts and squeezing hard. His fingers find your nipple and he skims over your hard nipple with his fingertips, teasing out a choked moan for you as he pinches down, his lips at your ear again. 

“You missed me fucking you like this?”

He reaches up between your breasts, one hand on your neck, the other shifting to your left breast, stroking your nipple as you nod desperately, breathing out a shaky, fevered yes.

He pulls away, his palm is on your back and you move, shifting until you are bent forward. The tile is hard against your knees and Hoseok lets out a growl, moving so that he is directly behind you. 

You feel as if you are unraveling, your body tensed and desperate for him to fuck you. The tip of his cock is right at your slit, and you shake.

“Please,” You moan out, your lean forward, propping your ass up higher in the air, wanting, needing him to fuck you. 

“Fuck, I love hearing you beg for it,” Hoseok murmurs in a throaty voice and the words spill out desperate and heavy as you arch your back even more.

“Please fuck me, God, I’ll do anything, please-”

He pushes himself inside of you mid-sentence and you break off into a loud moan, feeling his cock stretch you out, his hips snapping into you hard and fast.

You can hear him groaning in your ear at the feeling of your walls around him, and the fullness of him inside of you as you mewling out in pleasure.

Hoseok doesn’t give you time to fully settle into the feeling of his cock as he slams his hips against yours, snapping his hips upward so that you feel all of him inside of you, you whine at the pain of it, the satisfying hum of pleasure as he groans, right into the shell of your ear. 

“You feel so fucking good, God.” He thrusts harder, deeper, and you feel your breath hitch in.

“And you tasted so fucking good.” His voice is rough, hoarse as he keeps fucking into you. He thrusts hard, making your body sway, and the sensation of it has your walls clenching. The waves of pleasure are still faintly ebbing through your body from your earlier orgasm, but the pleasure builds in a new, duller, deeper anticipation at each punishing snap of his hips.

“Hoseok, harder,” You moan out his name, each heavy breath seems louder in the bathroom, the water splashes as he stutters out a moan, thrusting inside of you even deeper.

It feels so good, him crooked around your body, fucking you so hard and so deep that it feels like all you can think about is him. You pant out his name, your voice husky and breathless from the intensity of his cock slamming into you so deep and filling you whole.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make-”

“Cum inside of me, please.” Your breath rushes over his, the feeling tightening in your stomach as Hoseok lets out a groan at your words. He leans forward, tilts his hips and fucks into you harder, ruthlessly, before his body staggers forward as he cums inside of you.

You feel a wave of satisfaction wash over you as Hoseok’s body shakes from the force of his orgasm, his thrusts slowing. 

It feels as if the space between the two of you is electric, everything is magnified – the water against your skin, the sounds of Hoseok’s ragged pants, the soft, pleased hum that is fighting it’s way from the back of your throat. 

You feel light, like you’re floating, as Hoseok’s body starts forward, his muscles relaxing as he moans into your hair.

“Fuck,” He mutters, he presses his lips against the back of your head. “Wow. I thought I was gonna black out for a second there.”

He pushes himself backwards and you turn until you’re sitting and facing him. Hoseok has a blissed out, relaxed smile on his face as he leans forward.

“Your knees,” He tuts, the porcelain of the tub has left your kneecaps pink and his fingers brush over them in a surprisingly tender gesture. 

You both sit like that for a moment, facing one another, your ragged breathing slowing and evening out. You feel thoroughly fucked out and so satisfied that it crackles over your skin. 

Hoseok is the first to move, he stirs, pushing off of the tub until he is standing. He reaches above his head and stretches, before he steps out of the tub.

“C’mere,” He glances over at you and outstretches a hand. 

You gaze at him, the softness that has settled properly into his face. You feel it bubbling up in your throat, thumping through your veins. You gaze at Hoseok’s outstretched hand, at the snake’s tail that curls around his wrist, and you think about everything that you have tried so hard to fight, to run away from.

You grasp Hoseok’s hand and stand up.

“Remember the time you tried to run away from my place by escaping through the bathroom?” You ask suddenly as you step out of the tub. Hoseok just lets out a wry laugh in response, as you step over until you are facing him. 

“Shh,” He mumbles, reaching up and pulling you in until you are in his arms. A tiny gasp escapes your lips and Hoseok leans in closer, an amused smile playing on his lips.

“Do I really have that effect on you?” He asks, a hint of a laugh in his voice as he mimics your gasp. He dips his head closer, and you feel the jackhammer drum beat of your heart from being so close to him, from the intensity of his gaze.

“No,” You lie, and Hoseok’s face opens into a proper smile, as bright and golden and warm as the sun.

“Uh huh,” He responds in a dry tone, as he opens the cabinet behind your head. He pulls out a fluffy white towel and wraps it tightly around your shoulders. 

He runs a hand through his wet hair as he stands in front of you, his eyes crinkling in the corner as his smile fades. 

He stares at you, his face serious, his eyes locked on yours like he is memorizing every single inch of your face, travelling it like a map. 

He reaches forward, his hands loop around the small of your back as he pulls you into his arms.

His lips find yours with that same rushed assurance that you’ve come to recognize as Hoseok’s signature. He rushes into it, his mouth chasing into yours hungrily, and you let out an involuntary sigh into his lips. His palms press flat against the curve of your waist, you can feel the heat of his body, the towel still wrapped tightly around your body.

You reach up and cup his face with one palm. You slow the kiss down, right down, until you are kissing him at a pace that is languid and slow. You feel your heart beat louder and faster in your chest, relinquishing in it – the feel of his strong body holding onto you, his lips, the way he matches your rhythm.

His hands flutter up to gently, carefully cup your face in his hands. The kiss deepens, enough to have you sighing and feeling as if your entire world is spinning. 

You aren’t thinking anything, you aren’t feeling anything, all you are aware of his him, the boy kissing you sweetly and tenderly, drops of water form his hand sliding down your shoulders, the soft towel wrapped around your skin.

Finally, Hoseok steps away, but he keeps his hands on your cheeks. He gazes down at you, and you feel it - a flutter in your chest that is more akin to a knock than a flutter, a swoon so deep and intense that you can feel it not only weakening your knees, but your shoulders, every muscle in your body. 

You expect Hoseok to break away, to run, because that’s what he always has done in the past. Your lips part but Hoseok doesn’t move away this time, instead, he stays close. You can hear it, his breathing, heavy, before he speaks.

“I think I’m…” He swallows, fingers relaxing. “…I....” His voice trails off uncertainly and you lean into him closer, press your lips against his in the softest, lightest of kisses. 

Hoseok makes a small sound right at the back of his throat and when you pull away, he keeps you close, his face inches from yours.

“I’ll leave the Kingsnakes.” 

For a moment, you don’t speak. Your eyes widen and you open your mouth but Hoseok hurries to speak.

“I… I’ve been thinking about it for a while and it’s time to move on. I don’t want that to be my life anymore.”

You breathe in, lean back on your heels. Hoseok’s face is serious, more serious than you’ve seen it before. You fight to keep your face calm, composed. 

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Hoseok responds softly. “I’m sure. I want to be with you.”

Something leaps vibrant and bold in your chest, a glimmer of hope. Hoseok is still staring at you intently, a flash of worry crosses over his face.

“That’s um, that’s not the only reason by the way, there’s a lot of reasons why I want to leave. Just so you know.”

It feels like there is an egg being cracked in your chest, the golden yolk sliding down your belly and seeping into your bones.

“There’s a lot of reasons?”

“Not a lot but a few reasons, yeah.”

“And I’m one of the reasons?”

You are pushing it now, just because you want to hear it one more time, make sure you weren’t imagining it, imagining this-

“Yeah, maybe.”

You smile. Purse your lips teasingly. Step closer, tilting your head up to his.

“Maybe?”

Hoseok’s eyes soften, he softens, his shoulders sink and he reaches up so his fingers grasp the towel draped around your shoulders.

“Uh-huh.”

A burst of butterflies right there in your ribcage where your heart is.  

“You’re one of my reasons too.” You whisper. Your lips curve into a smile and Hoseok lets out a tiny sigh, like he’d been holding his breath.

“Cool,” He mumbles, and feel your heart rate start to pick up. You are so close to him that you could lean forward and your lips would brush against his. Words and sentences race through your mind, things that you want to say to him, things you have been holding in. 

“Hoseok, I-”

A loud, sharp ring slices through your words. Involuntarily you start a little, jolted out of your stream of thought. 

Hoseok glances over at the corner of his bathroom, at his jeans which are crumpled in a small pile.

“One sec.” He murmurs, he steps away from you and picks up his phone. The ring seems even louder in the echo of the bathroom, and you watch as Hoseok glances at the screen. His face crumples a touch, the barest amount before he covers over it neatly. 

“I’ve gotta take this.” He murmurs, before he opens the door and is out.

You wrap the towel tighter around your shoulders as you stand in the bathroom and wait. Just when you are about to walk outside, see if he’s okay, the door opens again and Hoseok is standing there. He has a pair of jeans on and a black sweater, his hair damp. You swallow, standing up.

“Is everything okay?”

“I…” His voice trails off and he shakes his head, a disoriented look on his face before his features frost over. The softness from before has dissipated.

“I’ve…” He clears his throat. “I’ve gotta go. Z wants to see me.”

“Z?” You repeat, Hoseok just nods tersely.

“What does he want?”

“I owe him a favour from a long time ago.” Hoseok stares at his hands. “He’s calling in the favour now, apparently.”

“Will-will you be okay?”

Hoseok nods briskly, he seems distracted as he steps towards you.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, no one knows Z better than me. I’ll just go help him and then when that’s done, I’ll tell him that I’m out of the Kingsnakes.” 

The worry doesn’t ease and he steps towards you, his voice lowering. “I promise it’ll be okay. Stay here, alright? I’ll be back soon.”

He sweeps you up and presses his lips to the corner of your mouth in an absentminded kiss. 

“See you soon.” He murmurs into your hair before he turns and strides away, leaving you alone in his bathroom. 

You shiver and draw the towel around you closer, trying to ignore the growing sense of dread unfurling in the pit of your stomach.

Hoseok’s house is silent after he leaves. What felt so cosy before, now feels empty.

You stay up for three hours, perched on his old tattered couch, trying to distract yourself. When the clock strikes two AM, you pull yourself upwards and go to Hoseok’s bedroom. It smells like him – a bed with messy, unmade sheets, sneakers with the laces tangled on the ground. There, in the bin, are several unlit cigarettes. You feel a funny ache in your chest as you crawl into his bed, under the sheets, and will yourself to fall asleep.

You tell yourself to sleep and that when you wake up, Hoseok will be there beside you. But as time passes, you can’t fall asleep, and Hoseok doesn’t return.

Sleep feels impossible tonight.

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HOW DKB WOULD REACT TO FINDING YOU MASTURBATING

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this is just my thoughts on the matter and it's okay if you disagree, this is just fiction. i'm not saying this is how dkb is and this post should not be taken seriously.

dkb coming home to find their partner in bed, touching themself and not having noticed suddenly not being alone !

cw: masturbation (reader), slight dom/sub dynamic (d1, heechan), semi-voyeurism (gk), taking pictures/videos (lune), implied oral (reader receiving) (yuku), implied sex (harry-june)

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changmin would be flustered finding you like that. i mean, he gets that it's something you do. he knows he works a lot and so to expect you not to take care of business yourself would be kinda insane. i can see him giving you your privacy and going to wait somewhere else at home, maybe even taking care of himself if that image of you is stuck in his head. "hey..." as soon as he sees you again, having been patiently waiting on the couch. "in the future... what would you like me to do?" he's open to your needs and prefers knowing what you'd like him to do if he ever found you like that again.

dongil would sneak up on you, either he can't see what you're doing or he knows damn well; it doesn't make a difference, suddenly you just hear him whisper in your ear; "couldn't even wait for me?" such a little shit, cos after that he's urging you to keep going and pretend he's not there, as if you don't need him after such a greeting, your own hands very much underperforming with the possibility of his help. dongil though... he'll help if you beg him to, of course he will; you're his love, but that doesn't mean he won't take any and all chances to tease the fuck out of you. afterwards though he just says "you could've asked when i was home. you could've even told me why you were asking and i'd be here in a flash." but hey he's not complaining about finding you 'compromised'.

nervous boy! there are a lot of thoughts going through gwanghyun's head and at the same time, he feels like his head is absolutely empty. meanwhile, you look like a dream, lying in your shared bed, writhing, letting all your noises out that come naturally and he's mesmerised. as he hears a small 'hyunie?' he comes over to the side of the bed and kisses you softly, first on your lips and then your forehead. "hi sweetie. are you okay?" he absolutely lets you nuzzle into him, joining you in bed for the ultimate after-orgasm snuggle. 'were you watching for long?' "yeah, i'm sorry, you just looked and sounded so so good, i couldn't help myself."

heechan would almost be skipping, happy to be home to you, until he turns the corner to your bedroom. it's not that he's not still very happy to see you, it is that he's very happy to see you. it's really like a switch, hunger filling his body. "honey, what are you doing?" the air is thick and heavy. you hadn't been told to ask for permission, per se, but it was an established routine, that if you were feeling needy, you'd ask him if you can touch yourself, and if he had the time, he'd even call you to listen to your whines and maybe even speak you through it. now, you could tell him 'not now' and he'd drop it immediately; if you're not in the mood, you're not in the mood, but the way you turn around to face him with big eyes tells him to continue. "handling your pleasure is my job. now, hands off and let me do it."

unless given explicit permission, sungmin is exiting stage right, letting you do that on your own. but if given said permission, he might just stay and watch. pretty recognises pretty, and lord does he find you pretty. and it's a perfect scene in front of him; his lovely partner writhing on a messy bed, warm sunlight seeping in and bathing you in a golden colour. "pretty..." is being muttered under his breath as he cannot possibly tear his eyes off of you in all your beautiful glory. if it is something you like, he might even pull out his phone and start taking pictures and videos. he loves showing you his perspective; how gorgeous he finds you, and having some visuals for later also doesn't hurt.

junseo, the forever softie that he is, would shed all unnecessary clothes and join you in bed. you'd been with your back to the door and too preoccupied with yourself to notice the doors being unlocked and locked, opened and closed. he'd quickly snake his strong arms around you and pull you flush to his body; your back resting against his chest and your ass against his crotch. "hello, little love, do you need any help?" he's dead serious. because if you wanna just get off with your own practised technique and skills, he'd be happy to hold you and kiss you as you shake in his arms, but if you were to say yes, he wouldn't even take a breath before his fingers are on you, finding their own rhythm to please you with.

yuku moves around very quietly usually, which makes it hard to hear when he's walking into rooms, especially when that isn't what's on the forefront of your mind. you jump, a shiver rushing down to your core as you suddenly see him in front of you, smiling. he's scanning your face and making sure you're not uncomfortable with him being there, and then he asks; "would you like me to do that for you?" he loves making you feel good, especially giving you head, so he'll take every chance he can get for that. when you nod, he slowly brings his hand to your hair and starts stroking, calming your wild hair, before moving down to lay down on his stomach, his head between your thighs, looking up at you and kissing the soft skin. "lay back and relax, darling."

unlike yuku, there'd be nothing subtle or sneaky about harry. you'd hear an "oh baby" coming from the door to the bedroom, turning to look, seeing harry standing there with a wolfish smile. he'd look like he's ready to pounce. he wouldn't be able to stay put for long and he's quickly making his way over and jumping onto the bed, big hand running under you to hold on your back, lifting you up so that he can kiss you hungrily, ending it with breathing out something like "fuck, you're hot". it's probably likely you end up having sex with him. he couldn't see you like that and not fuck you. you still got your orgasm anyway.

starting this at 6 am, not having slept in like 21 hours you're welcome... this is what happens but unfortunately, i can't just sleep-deprive myself to get writing when i have to have enough energy to work in a kindergarten... (update on day of posting - this has been sitting on my drafts for a while and ig i'm posting it now as a sorry for being so slow at getting the kinktober days out and i thank you for your patience)

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DKB as where they prefer to cum

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this is just my thoughts on the matter and it's okay if you disagree, this is just fiction. i'm not saying this is how dkb is and this post should not be taken seriously this was worked on in two separate dms so thanks to my fave yuku girl for asking about the topic and @starryjiung for always wanting to listen to me yap and elaborate on my thoughts

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이찬 changmin would probably like to cum on his partner's stomach. he likes the idea of his cum marking them like that and the thought of "if that was inside, it would've gone that far" can also drive him a little insane. changmin's pull-out game is pretty strong imo, which is why i think he could shoot exactly where he'd want to.

디원 dongil is someone i could see wanting to shoot his cum into his partner's mouth. it's part seeing them look up at him in anticipation to get a mouthful and part knowing that they're gonna take every single drop that he's giving them, even better if they swallow. that being said, he'd find it incredibly erotic if his cum would drip down their mouth bc they couldn't take all of it.

지케이 gwanghyun is someone who'd cum inside, but not like junseo would, but more because he wouldn't wanna pull out and away from his partner, since he'd feel that would ruin the intimate energy going on. he'd be someone to hold the person he's with as he cums and just wanna stay in their hold until they both come down from their orgasms.

희찬 heechan fucking loves cumming on his partner's back. i have an idea that he really likes doggy style and pulling out and painting his partner's back in his white shots is hot to him. although, unlike changmin, heechan's pull-out game is not good. his orgasm always seem to catch him off guard. he gets lost in the pleasure and so it takes him a second to react and he most likely has already cum a little inside when he pulls out to shoot on the person's back.

룬 sungmin, i have this idea that he would love to cum on hands. like having been given a handjob to get him to his orgasm, and there's something beautiful to him about watching his thick cum slowly roll down his partner's fingers, and being handled with care in their literally capable hands is just something he loves (man loves being doted on, no surprise).

준서 junseo... there's a reason i mentioned earlier that he's an inside man too but he's one in a way where he likes the idea of impregnating his partner. he'd push himself really deep inside them when he feels himself cumming and hold them tightly, wanting them as close as possible during that moment. he'd do what he can to have his partner cum at the same time as him, loving the feeling of being clenched around.

유쿠 yuku loves cumming on his partner's face. he loves to paint their face with his cum and kiss them afterwards, feeling his own release against him where he touches them. if he's feeling particular pathetic and subby, i can imagine that he'd even take the time to lick it off himself, cleaning his his own mess up with his own tongue.

해리준 harry would pull out just so that his tip is left inside his partner and cum like that. he would love to pull out and watch as his seed gushes out of them, would sometimes make him hard again and then he'd fuck his cum back inside. something about watching his cum slowly seep out in globs would make him dizzy and feral.

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a/n: hey everyone, i know i haven't really gotten any further with kinktober and i apologize. it's gonna be a slow uploading speed i fear. i got hit with a bunch of stress and bad life circumstances and have been struggling tbh. i'll try my best to get things written and published but you're gonna have to be very patient with me lmao

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DKB and AFTERCARE

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this is just my thoughts on the matter and it's okay if you disagree, this is just fiction. i'm not saying this is how dkb is and this post should not be taken seriously

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이찬 changmin is someone i have apparently pegged as a giver and that is not excluding aftercare. in terms of giving aftercare, he is the sweetest and i see him having experience with it to the point where he would have the basic physical aftercare down, things like cleaning his partner up and holding them close, and would be a quick learner if they'd need something more, since he is just very much open to listen and follow their needs, whether they'd need little or a lot in terms of aftercare. with emotional aftercare, he would not be as knowledgeable but only because every person has different needs and therefore is gonna have to have a talk with his partner about it, but he is always ready to tell them that he loves them a lot afterwards. now, in the case of receiving aftercare, he's a little different. he's like a doctor (since a doctor is the worst kind of patient), he is not the best about receiving aftercare, even when he needs it, which can lead to some bad spirals and physical hurt afterwards. he's so focused on making sure his partner is being taken care of that he forgets himself. he would need a rhythm of being taken care of the next day, when his mind is off being the giver.

디원 dongil is a dom, and with that comes aftercare as an integral part of sex, never an option or an afterthought. him giving aftercare has become as natural as breathing since it's also a part of his ritual for feeling better himself. he is never done until his sub and/or partner is feeling good and is taken care of in any way they'd need and want. he has all the things he need for a good aftercare; perfume-free lotion being his favourite since he loves being the one putting it on his partner after he's spanked them, knowing that he does what he can to keep the pain fun and not something that's too much of a bother outside of a scene. since he is so involved in bd/sm (my headcanon but just go with it), he knows that receiving aftercare is important if it's needed, and will therefore not hold back on communicating that to his partner. i don't see him needing much in terms of physical aftercare, maybe his hair being played with while resting his head in his partner's lap from time to time, but maybe he'd need some emotional aftercare, asking them to tell him that he isn't being too much and that he didn't cross any lines during their scene.

지케이 aftercare comes kind of natural for gwanghyun, in the way that he and his partner wouldn't be ones to move into freakier territories, but he's also quick to give his partner the care they need, giving aftercare is therefore something that just happens after sex is over. he loves holding his partner and talking with them afterwards and making the mood lighter, something that is very important to him. he doesn't want to become the cliché man that falls asleep and forgets about the person with him after he has had his orgasm. he doesn't mind falling asleep almost right after, but he does that only if he knows his partner is satisfied and feeling good, even feeling sleepy. there'd be times when he's exhausted and is trying his hardest not to fall asleep, and his partner would have to reassure him that he can. times like these are where he'd be more likely to be the one receiving aftercare in that sense. being held is something that gwanghyun secretly loves but doesn't often indulge in. he's better at letting himself be held when he's tired. he loves being the big spoon, holding his partner like they deserve but sometimes he needs to be the little spoon, feel taken care of too. doesn't say it loudly much though.

희찬 heechan feels a bit like a blank slate to me. he had mostly not known a lot about aftercare until he has a partner that needs him to know. giving aftercare would be something that he would love to do after having a conversation with his partner about what they'd need from him. he is one that would need clear instructions about how to do it though, at least the first few times until he can read his partner a little better. would often ask what they need and what he can do, quick to jump into whatever they ask of him. his favourite thing is to rest his face against his partner's, giving them small kisses on their cheeks and having his forehead against theirs, just breathing with each other and him giving love in the kisses. receiving aftercare is something he figures out he needs way too late, in his partner's opinion. he has never thought about him being cared for after sex like that, but the first time his partner asks him to sit between their legs with his back facing them so that they can clean and rub cream on the scratch marks adorning his back, he feels loved and taken care of in a way he never has before, thanking his partner for it afterwards.

룬 lune isn't ignorant about aftercare per se, but it's not something he thinks about as a part of sex like that. it's not like he isn't giving aftercare, he just doesn't think of it like that. having his arms wrapped around his partner and making sure they're comfortable and clean is something that would come so easily to him. he enjoys taking a bath with his partner afterwards more than anything, having them sit between his legs as his hands move over their skin, cleaning them from all the sweat and other bodily fluids that may have been on them from having sex. drying them off and having them wrapped in the comfiest bathrobe ever is one of his favourite things, maybe even picking out soft matching pyjamas if that's what is needed before going to bed. with how he's giving aftercare, he's also receiving aftercare at the same time. soaking his body in warm water, cleaning himself up, physically taking care of himself as he takes care of his partner while not being apart from them is his version of aftercare. he just needs to be close to them afterwards, that's all, although washing off sweat from messing around in the sheets is also great.

준서 junseo loves taking care of his partner after sex, even before he was introduced to 'aftercare' as a concept. giving aftercare is something he lives for, loving when his partner leans on him completely for care, trusting him to give them the best care. he can't help but adore when his partner reaches out for him to hold and to lift and carry to wherever they need to go. his reliable hands would never drop them. he would give physical attention where needed as much as emotional, not new to giving a little massage if he had his partner bent in some weird way during sex, but also up for talking about whatever is needed. if his partner needs reassurance, he would be so quick to give it and would just show so much love and care. receiving aftercare is not his priority, as he's usually fulfilled emotionally by taking care of his partner afterwards, being there for them is the biggest comfort for him, but if he feels like something missing afterwards, he would take a little time to figure it out himself before bringing it up to his partner. he is softhearted, so if he tries some things a little more harsh during sex, he might need a little more emotional aftercare, but his first priority will always be his partner, and then he'll tell if he needs anything.

유쿠 yuku loves the idea of aftercare! being all lovey and caring after sex? yuku's dream. he'd be so quick to be giving aftercare the best he can. he might be a bit tired out after sex but he will snuggle into his partner at the very least, telling them that he felt really good and asking how it was for them. yuku is a snugglebug and would love to slot himself right where he fits against his partner, giggling with affection. he would ask if there's anything he can do for them, they really just need to ask and he's on it, but he would prefer if it didn't involve him leaving them in bed. i can see him running his hand over his partner's back to show care. as for receiving aftercare; yuku would love to be taken care of as well, but he doesn't voice it a lot. he often loses words when it comes to getting instead of giving, but loves when his partner pulls him close in an embrace, feeling their arms around him. he may pull back a bit if he's felt vulnerable during sex, but that's where he needs his partner the most. being held is a big comfort for him, being enveloped in another person's warmth makes him feel safe. if he's in even bigger need of care, he would love to be hugged close to his partner with his face shoved to their chest, hearing their heartbeat.

해리준 harry would need a minute after finishing just to lay there but afterwards he's pretty chill about aftercare. i can see a way for him to be giving aftercare is just bringing both him and his partner down by talking. about whatever comes to mind really. "oh did you hear dean's new song? yeah i was jamming to it earlier." all while he's pulling his partner closer and on top of him to have them lay on him. would take a break from yapping to kiss their forehead and ask how they're feeling, if they need water or help to get to the bathroom. he wouldn't mind getting stuff for them if that's what they need. he would also get some lotion on his partner if he had left marks during sex, asking if they liked it or if he was too rough. he doesn't really think he needs to be the one receiving aftercare since he's the one topping and being rough with his partner, but it's always nice to feel taken care of, and if his partner feels like spoiling him a little, he won't say no to that. he especially loves it if they sprinkle kisses all over his skin, favourite places being on his chest and on the top of his back, but other than that, he doesn't think about needing aftercare much himself other than the occasional reassurance that he didn't hurt his partner.

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A/N: wow sorry this took so long. i legit wrote changmin and dongil and then had no motivation for a good long time, but here it is!! i would love some feedback on this, like i would love to hear your thoughts!! reminder that my ask box is always open just to chat and share ideas. who knows, maybe you have a new pov i haven't thought of <3

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DKB | MTL likely to let you peg them

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Yuku

GK

Heechan

D1

Lune

E-Chan

Junseo

Harry-June

LEAST

Yuku would be the most into the thought of being pegged of the guys i feel. as i've said before; he's a pleaser and if this is something his partner wants to do with him, he'd give it an honest try!! he doesn't seem like he'd be opposed to doing it, he just doesn't know how it'll feel, so they should be gentle with him when trying it the first time, but he strikes me as someone who could get way into it.

Gwanghyun is not so much curious as just wanting his partner to have fun with sex. he has never thought about trying it honestly and that's where he is, but it's such a shift in dynamic, he wonders if it'll make it more enjoyable for his partner, so he would be up for doing it if they want to. he does seem like pegging would grow on him and he'd end up liking it if he gives himself the chance to.

Heechan is up there because he seems like he'd be curious about it. like, if his partner finds it hot there must be something about it, right? he seems like someone who would need to take steps in that direction before trying it tho, so i can see him working up to it by starting with a finger in his ass as he's fucking his partner at first, maybe moving onto butt plugs if he finds that he likes it.

Dongil is also the curious kind. i was debating for a bit if he was above or below Heechan on the list, but i put Dongil below because he seems curious, and going into trying it open-mindedly about whether or not he ends up liking it, but would probably ultimately end up not enjoying it the same way his partner does. but he would try it out once before definitively saying that it's not for him.

Lune is probably not very much into trying something like that, so if his partner isn't super into it, he'd just ask if it can be something that he can avoid. if his partner is really really into the idea he would probably try for their sake but would be very quick to make it a hard limit if he finds that it isn't enjoyable for him.

Changmin will avoid it if at all possible, he's just not really fond of the idea of being pegged and would rather be... the one... pegging? you know what i mean. he would not like the feeling of vulnerability that it brings him so if it can be avoided, he will avoid it. if it can't, well... then he'll communicate with his partner about their sex life going forward and be open to it.

Junseo nope. just no. he'd be shutting that down real quick. he's just not into it, and he doesn't expect to be into it at any time, not even a little. it's nothing against it and he would never think that his partner is weird for wanting to peg him, but it's really just not for him. he would just like his hole to be left alone LMAO.

Harry big no. firm no from harry. harry does not wanna be pegged. that's just not his vibe. just the thought of him being pegged would probably send shivers up his spine, like he would even avoid having the conversation about it. i'm sorry but that's just not anything i feel like he'd ever be interested in.

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A/N: this was something very new for me. i have to be honest, pegging is very foreign to me so i haven't given it much thought at all, which is why the explanations are shorter, but i hope i did this justice.

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First Times are Hard

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content warning: talking about sex, and i think that's it really wc: 1,3k summary: heechan can't seem to get intimate with his girlfriend, so he asks his friends for advice.

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Heechan couldn’t believe himself. He had somehow finally bagged the most gorgeous, funniest, sexiest woman and then he didn’t know what to do to get into anything steamy with her. He had tried, of course he had, but it always ended up either awkward or sweet and innocent or both and he didn’t know how much longer he could go on that way without losing his mind. His head hung low as he was sitting in the kitchen in DKB’s dorms, thinking about the night before, how his incredible girlfriend had taken the initiative and crawled into his lap and started making out with him, even taking his hands to put on her body the way she liked, and yet Heechan had frozen like always... He groaned to himself as the scene flashes before his eyes in great and embarrassing detail.

Heechan jumped when he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder, not expecting anyone to be in the common area. He looked up at the handsome face of Sungmin, who looked to have changed into his day clothes already. It was early, compared to how early they’d usually get their day going on a weekend. “Are you okay, Heechan hyung?” Sungmin asked in a comforting tone, “yeah, yeah I’m okay. Do we have something scheduled this early?” Heechan looked down at his watch to see that, no, he hadn’t had the time incorrect, and it was indeed 7 am. Sungmin shook his head and took his hand off Heechan’s shoulder to move around the kitchen, to find the things he needed for breakfast, Heechan assumed. “No, we don’t, I just had plans with a friend of mine to grab a coffee before our schedule.” He paused for a second then went back to roaming around, grabbing stuff from their cabinets. “Why were you looking like you were being psychologically tortured? I could hear your groans and mumbles down the hall.” Heechan became red at the thought of being so loud with his torment, but before he could reply, Changmin and Dongil came into the kitchen too, with Harry-June following close by. “As could I,” Dongil quipped, and Harry giggled at the input, adding to Heechan’s embarrassment, placing himself on top of one of the kitchen counters, watching the older members roam around for breakfast. Changmin sat down next to the man in question and leaned forward on the table to search his face, for what, Heechan didn’t know.

As if it was obvious, Changmin sighed and told him to ‘spill it!’ to which Heechan groaned and hid in his arms on the table. “His ears are turning red!” Changmin whispered to Dongil, most likely, and Heechan reached up to cup his ears, embarrassment flaming them up even more. He could hear muffled giggles around him, and he was about to turn around to swat at them like the annoying pests they were acting like, but Changmin had put a comforting hand on his back before he could, moving his palm over the expanse of his back and Heechan felt the blush ebb away. “C’mon, tell us what’s going on, Channie.” Heechan gulped, trying to force down the lump that was hanging out in his throat. He straightened his posture in the seat and fiddled with his fingers. “You guys remember that I have a girlfriend, right?” he croaked out, nervous to be starting this conversation. The others rolled their eyes behind his back and Dongil groaned; “it’s not like you’ve been talking about her every chance you get.” A smile fought its way onto Heechan’s face. He was proud to be together with someone so amazing and happily talked about her to his group members. The smile fell again when he continued telling what had been bothering him. “Well, you see... We haven’t- We haven’t really... done anything yet...” his words turned into mumbles as he struggled his way through saying the words. Changmin sat beside him, brows furrowed, failing to understand why that would leave Heechan to behave this way. “Lots of people wait a while before becoming intimate with each other in that way,” Dongil offered, “for some, it’s not ever a part of their relationship,” he continued, trying to comfort his friend. Heechan’s flush returned to his cheeks and he croaked out; “it’s not that.” He looked over at Sungmin, who gave him this look, as to say ‘spit it out!’

Heechan sighed and shook his arms and then hands, trying to shake his nerves out of his body, before sitting still again, feeling every single pair of eyes trained on him. “When we...” he quickly peeks up at Dongil, having his words in the back of his head, “when we get intimate, I don’t know why, but I freeze up! I lose all confidence and my hands get awkward and my head starts to spin.” Heechan almost ended up yelling out in frustration, but he caught himself and it came out as a frustrated groan. There was a long moment of silence before the four others who inhabited the kitchen burst out laughing. Harry and Sungmin had uncontrollable bellylaugh and Dongil tried to suppress an unstoppable giggle, it was only when Changmin had gotten a few laughs out and really looked at Heechan that he swatted at the others to get them to stop laughing. “Aish guys!” the oldest threw at them as if he didn’t laugh himself. The pout on Heechan’s face immediately pacified them all.

Dongil cleared his throat and came over to sit on the other side of the morning’s main character. “Is there something holding you back?” He asked the younger, voice softening to a gentle tone, bringing comfort to Heechan. With the pout remaining, Heechan looked down at the table, a little too embarrassed to look up at the people surrounding him, shrugging. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to have sex, pleasure his girlfriend, he only hesitated because he didn’t know how to do that, which, honestly speaking, stunted him like nothing else. “I guess I’m nervous.” It was meant as a statement, but came out more like a question, Heechan almost questioning if it was alright to feel that way. He didn’t notice, but a soft smile grew on the two elders’ faces. “I think you’re in the vast majority for feeling like that,” Dongil answered the implied question. Heechan looked to him, ready with a million more questions but asking the most prevalent first; “how did you... continue if you felt like that?” Dongil looked up for a second, recalling his first time, a crooked smile stretching across his face. “I guess I worked together with my partner, to figure out what went where and what felt good.” He looked back to Heechan, creating eye contact to make sure his point came across as well as it could; “nobody expects you to know everything before you’ve even tried, Heechan-ah. Things like these take practice and trust and communication. Talk with y/n about your concerns and let her guide you when you need it.” Heechan felt a hand being placed on his shoulder again from the other side. Looking over, he saw Changmin with an equal amount of softness and sincerity in his eyes. “And remember; the first time is always going to be a mess. Don't spend time making sure it goes perfectly, because it won’t, and that’s okay; normal even!” 

Heechan’s tensed body relaxed almost completely at the care shown to him by the leaders and his two friends and he brought his arms around both their backs and shoulders to pull them in for a hug, thanking them without words.

Behind them, Sungmin was having a great time watching Harry look out into nothing, looking like he was taking in everything that the oldest was saying, committing as much of it to memory as humanly possible.

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DKB | MTL to be into cockwarming

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Junseo

Yuku

Lune

E-Chan

D1

Harry-June

GK

Heechan

LEAST

Junseo is such a huge comfy sweetheart of a bear and i feel like he'd really like the closeness and the intimacy of it. he could literally be snuggled close to his partner and snug in them for hours. it's not that it's a kink of his but again; he'd like the intimacy of it all. he might even do it overnight if his partner asked.

Yuku would definitely have it as a kink. he would like the thought of not being supposed to move around and he would try his best, he really would, but it's hard for him when his partner is so warm and tight around him. he would start whining about it being too much after a little time but would shut up if his partner shushed him.

it's not like Lune is lazy but i feel like he'd like to relax in bed and the thing that intrigued him about cockwarming was that it took no work other than not cumming prematurely. i can see him being pretty cool with it and would ask to put a movie or something on to watch with his partner while being connected.

Changmin wouldn't necessarily be into it but he wouldn't be opposed to it. it's more about if his partner wants to cockwarm him or not. i can see him warming up to it because of intimacy reasons but definitely not as much as junseo. he'd do so much for his partner and wouldn't mind cockwarming being on that list of things.

Dongil would not be into cockwarming. he would not be able to be still for that long unless he has some goal in mind. so i can see him liking cockwarming as an idea only in contexts of teasing his partner, telling them that they can't move with him inside of them and having a giggle about that, but nothing further than that.

Harry would at MOST see it as foreplay or something that naturally happens between rounds of fucking, it would not strike him as being something outside of that. he's also way too impatient for that; as soon as he feels too horny to stay still inside his partner he would just start thrusting.

Gwanghyun really does not care for it. he doesn't see the need for something like that, and it just confuses him. he'd rather have a cuddle fuck with his partner, he really doesn't see what difference it would make to stay still with himself inside of them.

Heechan would find it boring as fuck. that man's mind runs so fast most of the time he is not made for being still, and definitely not inside his partner that is prepped and ready for him. nah, he would grumble about it being so dull if his partner ever talked him into giving it a try and afterwards saying that it's just not for him.

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dkb reaction ➵ s/o pulls a different member's photocard

pairing : dkb x gn!reader

genre : fluff

a/n : this was such a cute request to write omg ): if you see this and don't stan dkb already, please check out their recent comeback!

changmin (e-chan)

when he looks at you and sees you’ve pulled a harry june photocard, he’s shocked- he was so sure you would have pulled his photocard! however, he doesn’t get too dramatic over it, as he knows you can’t choose what pc you get.

dongil (d1)

“what? no, we’re getting you another album.” his jaw is on the floor as he sees you holding a yuku photocard. he’s the complete opposite of changmin, and claims he’ll buy you a million albums.

gwanghyun (gk)

“what do you mean you pulled heechan?” you can hear the fake concern in his voice as he dramatically holds his head in his hands. truthfully, he didn’t care what photocard you pulled, but he thought it’d be fun to tease you.

heechan

seeing you hold the yuku photocard in your hands, while a little underwhelming, still brought a smile to his face. he knows you love the other members a lot and that you’d never be disappointed pulling any member’s card, so he isn’t disappointed either. plus, he knows how happy it will make yuku!

sungmin (lune)

as you show him the changmin photocard he pulled, he doesn’t really care. he’s just thankful you bought the album at all. however, if he gets his hands on his own photocard somehow, expect to be given that one and to have your changmin one confiscated.

junseo

“you pulled dongil? me too!” he’s too excited to even care about which photocard you got. he might even suggest displaying the dongil photocards in your phonecase as a little inside joke to see how long it takes dongil to notice.

yuku

he seriously doesn’t care!!! you two probably unboxed your albums together, and when he saw you holding a sungmin photocard, he was still smiley as ever, saying something like “sungmin-hyung will be so glad to know we got his photocard!”

harry june

the most dramatic about it. he can’t believe this. a gwanghyun photocard? but you’re his s/o!! why didn’t you get his photocard )): he will be taking you to the store the next day to buy another one (maybe more if you don’t get his photocard again).

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dkb reaction ➳ you bring them food during practice.

requested? : yes!

pairing : dkb x neutral!reader

genre : fluff.

warnings : none.

word count : 621

a/n : i was so happy to get my first dkb request! i hope you enjoy.

changmin (e-chan)

he is so thankful that you thought of him and decided to bring him food! the second he saw you walk in, he was walking over to greet you with a kiss. 

“y/n! what are you doing here?” he would ask as he walked over, “i didn’t expect this at all!”

if you told him it was because you missed him, he won’t show it, but he’ll melt.

dongil (d1)

very excited upon seeing you walk in, and even more so when he sees you’re holding food. he would tell the other boys to take a break as he went to talk to you. it wasn’t uncommon for you to bring him food, so his reaction wasn’t super dramatic (which is shocking considering it’s dongil).

“you’re the best, y/n, you know that? i love you.”

gwanghyun (gk)

the grin on his face was evident, and he was making his way over to you almost immediately. he didn’t even see the food at first, just happy to see you. however, the food was a nice touch. he’d keep his reaction pretty calm, slightly fearing the members would tease him if he had any kind of outburst (let’s be honest though, they teased him anyway).

heechan

this man smirks the second you arrive, waiting for everyone else to notice your presence before finally making his way over to you. his walk is slightly cocky, knowing his significant other brought him food and was thoughtful enough to visit him. even though he doesn’t show it, he’s melting on the inside.

“y/n! you’re the best!”

sungmin (lune)

like most things, sungmin was pretty quiet about it. he smiled at you when he saw you walk through the door, making his way to you with no words at all. when he reached you, he would thank you for coming and insist that you didn’t have to bring him anything. but, since you’re there, you two could share the meal.

junseo

he is so shy when you show up. he tries to hide it, but everyone can see it as he gets up to say hi to you. his smile is evident as he greets you, and when you hold up the food, his joy only increases.

”it’s like you could read my mind! i was just begging changmin to get us food after this. you’re amazing.”

yuku

as always, his smile was bright on his face when you walked into the room. he would quickly walk to greet you, ignoring the teasing comments from harry june in the background. he would first ask you how you were, and take your coat if you were wearing one, then take the food and place it to the side so he could hug you properly. honestly, i think he was more excited to see you than he was to eat the food.

harry june

you showing up just fuels his ego. when he sees you walk in, he is beside you almost right away, grinning at you as you explained what brought you there: you just thought he could use some food since he’s always working so hard. this is when his tough facade fades and he starts to blush.

“yah! y/n, why do you do this to me?!”