#just let me bite your fucking neck choi beomgyu

[gardnhee]

Who in TXT do you think is the most likely to have a “mommy” kink?

100 bash here ! (masterlist coming soon…)

warnings(s). handjob/blowjob, oral (f), nipple/boob play (f), fingering (f), unprotected sex, lots of begging > _ <, reader uses “baby” a lot, taehyun pretty much worships yn, neck biting (if you squint)

note. my opinions may not correlate with yours and that’s okay, just enjoy <3

pairing(s). ot5 x afab!reader

MOST

HUENINGKAI - It takes him a while to bring it up (he’s like super nervous 😭) but when you agreed to fulfill his kink, his breath hitched, cock twitching in anticipation :( poor baby is so down bad for you !!

“Oh, fuck..” he groans against your heat, eyes shut in concentration as his tongue laps at your juices. Your skin, so fair and smooth under his palm, drives him mad. Kai moans, lips suckling on your clit, each suck better than the last.

“What’s my name, baby?” You grit, thighs shaking under his relentless hold. “Mommy- ah…” his voice is but a faint murmur on your folds, as faint as the pulsing of your cunt. You raise your head, eyes landing on his lower body. You whimper, “fuck, kai. Are you humping the bed?” Your boyfriend nods with a muffled ‘mff..’

He detaches, gasping for air, earlobes flushed pink. “I…” Kai starts, and you gulp. “I love you - ah… hah - mommy!” Tears clump to his lashes, “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, pretty. Oh, god- you make me feel so- ngh!” You ride his face, cunt twitching as you fall over the edge with a loud moan.

Kai whimpers, hips stuttering against the sheets. He lays his cheek on your inner thigh, huffing, “I came in my pants…” you caress his hair, dark strands tangling around your fingers, “can I help you with that?” His head snaps up at your offer, Adam’s apple poking your skin.

“Yes, please.”

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CHOI SOOBIN - dudeeee this man definitely has a mommy kink. Add boobs into the mix? Oh, he’s sold.

“Soobin…” You bite your lip, fingers running through his matted hair. Your back is flat against the headboard, sweat trickling down your spine and seeping into the fabric of your sheets.

“Yes?” He moans, glasses resting at the tip of his nose. His tongue plays with your right nipple, rolling the left one between his fingers. “What’s my name?” You smirk as his brows knit together, slightly wincing as he nips at the hard peak.

“Mommy.” Soobin’s words sink into your oozy skin, sending vibrations through your body. “Say it - fu..uuck - again.” The skin around your shoulders pebble, a ticklish sensation residing below the first layer, shooting spurts of electricity to the tips of your fingers.

“Yes, mommy…” your boyfriend licks a thick stripe up the valley of your breasts, catching your lips in a ravenous kiss. “As many times as you want.” He bites your bottom lip between his teeth, groaning at the sensation of your hot mouth.

“You’re so good to me.” You comment, shuddering at his ghost-like touch.

“Always, mommy.” Soobin sighs, leaving kisses on the mound of your breasts. “You’re my everything.” He smiles and your heart flutters, watching as his head dips back into your boobs.

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CHOI BEOMGYU - thinks it’s embarrassing as fuck at first, but once he tries it, he regrets not doing it sooner.

“Aw, my poor baby…” you coo, thumb swiping over his leaking tip, “so needy already?” You taunt, fingers tracing over his toned chest, muscles twitching under your cold touch. His dick rests nicely against your abdomen, caged between your stomach and palms.

“P-please…please…” Beomgyu heaves as if he’s been standing in the heat for hours. You roll your lip, “please what?” He groans in frustration, “please, mommy - hah! - please let me cum!” The words roll off his tongue in such a delicious way.

“Beomgyu, I asked you to hold it just a little longer, can’t you do that?” He’s frantic, shaking his head with tears rolling down his cheeks. “No! No, I can’t! Not anymore!” He grunts, “please just let me c-cum…?”

“I can’t say no when you ask so nicely….” you mutter, going back to pumping his eager cock. Beomgyu’s chest rises and falls, the low rumble of his breathing going straight to your core. “You deserve more.” You hum, sliding off his lap and onto your knees.

“can you hold my hair for me, pretty boy?”

Beomgyu nods, leaning in to gently pull your hair in a messy ponytail, then he sighs, tilting his hips forward to give you space, “you look beautiful, mommy…” you can’t help the smile that creeps on your face.

“Thank you, baby.”

His cheeks heat up, thighs jerking when your hot breath fans over his tip. You slowly sink, accommodating for his huge size. Beomgyu moans, seeing stars as hot-white pleasure surges through him, “j-jesus… oh..” he marvels at the warmth of your mouth, wincing as your throat greedily constricts around his tip.

You gag, popping him out of your mouth to lick at the shaft, then dipping back down to take him fully. His breath hitches, legs shaking as he whimpers, “god… so fucking close!” You hum, ripping a wince from his chest. “Mommy - shit! - ‘m g’na!-“ your boyfriend bites his free hand, eyes rolling back as his head lolls. His once tender grip on your hair tightens, quivering from the intensity of his orgasm.

You tap him against your tongue, swallowing his cum as he groans, “thank you, mommy…” Beomgyu’s voice is hoarse, letting your hair fall on your shoulders as he holds your chin, leaning down to kiss you passionately.

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CHOI YEONJUN - this man is a freak. He’s willing to try whatever, whenever - all about discovering new things if it mean’s it’ll add to your pleasure. Furthermore, he enjoys having a diverse sex life. SOOO when you asked him to call you mommy, he did so, no hesitation.

“You like this, mommy? Hm?” His fingers are unrelenting, “such a pretty pussy you have.” You gawk, jaw slack as you’ve - evidently - been fucked dumb, unable to form a coherent sentence. It’s unfathomable how easily you turn to mush in Yeonjun’s hands. And it’s absolutely, utterly unfathomable how he can be so good without even trying.

Your thighs tremble, the heels of your palms pressed against your eyes as drool starts pooling at the corner of your lip, “ha..yeonju- ah!” Your toes curl, stomach tensing under your boyfriend’s intense stare.

“Do you feel good?”

You nod, “y-yes! F-feels so good-!” Yeonjun chuckles, pecking your nose, giving you a warm smile, “you’re doing good.” You find purchase in his bicep, clawing as your back arches off the couch. “S-so close…” you croak, arousal dripping down Yeonjun’s knuckles.

“Making such a mess, so hot.” His words have you teetering around the edge, hips bucking into his fingers for more. “So greedy…should I stop?” You gulp, shaking your head in a frenzy as his thumb draws tight circles on your clit.

“N-no! Please let me cum, Yeonjun, please-!”

He groans, tongue darting out to lick his lips, “fuck…yes, okay.” Yeonjun’s pace quickens as your cunt squelches, fluttering around his digits. You scream, a wave of pleasure slamming into you as you melt into the couch. Your head droops, whimpering when he licks the bud one last time.

“I want you to cum on my cock, too, mommy.”

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KANG TAEHYUN - never actually gave it much thought before you introduced it to him. He’s a lot like Yeonjun, whatever contributes to your pleasure, he’s more than glad to indulge. (No like… this man is head over heels for you. He’ll actually do anything if asked by you and you only.) I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s a kink of his, but for you, it COULD be!

“Yeah, just like that…” he grunts, lip caught between his teeth, “I love when mommy rides my cock…” you clench, eliciting a guttural moan from the man below you. “Don’t you like it too, princess?” You nod, fingers digging into his shoulders, leaving crescent moons in their wake.

“I … I love it … mff!”

His brows knit, focusing on the delicious grip your pussy has on him. It’s blissful, having you on top of him like this, getting riled up when he calls you his mommy. His abs twitch, tensing as he’s oh-so close to his orgasm. But he isn’t going to cum before you, he refuses. Your pleasure is a treasure to him, sacred, he must put you first.

His hands ease the bruising grip on your hips, leaving behind a series of red marks - he’s sure they’ll bruise tomorrow, and he feels bad. But how can he stop himself when you just feel so fucking good?

“Are you close, mommy?” Taehyun croaks, the knot in his groin tightening by the second. “Yes! Yes! I’m close. S-so close- gah!” You passionately roll your hips, smashing your lips into his in a hungry kiss. It’s sloppy, a clashing of teeth and tongues, fingers tangled in eachother’s hair.

You just want him impossibly closer, to feel every ridge of his muscles, the way his chest heaves and his breath fans your arm. “Hug me… hug me, please!” You paw at his shoulders, signaling him to come closer, and he does, without even thinking twice. Because why wouldn’t he? You ask, he shall deliver. It’s your world and he’s just living in it.

Taehyun brings you close, so close he can feel your heartbeat against his own. “I’m cumming-!” You cry into his neck, sinking your teeth into the flesh as a weak sting rises through his veins, sending him over the edge. He winces, cradling your head in his caring hand, other arm holding you in place by the waist. This might’ve - no, this is the best orgasm he’s had thus far. He’s stunned, heels pressing into the mattress in order to ground himself.

“God-“ he sighs, pulling out with a growl, marveling at the way his cum oozes out of your sopping pussy, spilling over the sheets. “You did well for me, baby.” His words fall on perceptive ears, though your attention is not entirely on him, but on the angry-red mark on his neck. “I drew blood, I’m sorry-“

“Don’t you worry about it.” His eyes soften at your wary ones, heart shattering at the tears brimming your eyes, wiping them away with his thumb. “hey, it’s okay.” Taehyun’s reassurance makes you smile, “let’s get cleaned up and cuddle, alright? I’ll get the snacks.” You nod, hopping off the bed with that gleam he adores.

LEAST

got a lil carried away w this one … > o < !

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[nino-rox]

Choi Beomgyu x Top Male Reader | S

Content Warning : NSFW Gay Smut, sexual themes, Top Male Reader and Bottom Beomgyu, unprotected sex (please use protection)

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“You planned Popcorn and Porn for our study session? You tryna get some of this cock Beomgyu? Do your hyungs who you keep cuddling with and sleeping next to know you’re craving cock ?” Y/N said smirking at Beomgyu while putting his bag down on the table.

“Aww, Are you jealous that you aren’t getting anywhere near my ass unlike them? Beomgyu sassily shot back, sitting on the couch, his legs crossed and one arm resting on the back of the couch.

Y/N smirked and walked over to Beomgyu, grabbing his hair and pulling it roughly making him look up.

Beomgyu looked up at Y/N, a lustful smile on his lips.

Y/N pulled his head even higher, making him arch his back a bit.

Beomgyu’s hand began to stroking Y/N’s cock from outside his pants.

Beomgyu smirked as Y/N groaned in response to the friction he felt, his hands tightening on his hair.

Y/N released his grip, but pushed his head down.

Beomgyu didn't hesitate to pull Y/N's pants down to his thighs, freeing his already hard dick.

Beomgyu smirked before putting it into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip of the cock, as his eyes gazed up to look at Y/N's face, smirking as he watched Beomgyu get turned on by the feeling of his cock in his mouth.

Beomgyu then slowly moved his head up and down the cock, his tongue swirling around it the whole time.

Y/N threw his head back and groaned loudly, his hands gripping Beomgyu's hair roughly, pushing him all the way down onto his dick, his tip touching the back of his throat. “Yeah just like that, you like that fat cock baby? Fuck you look so good sucking me off. I can feel the way your throat tightens every time you take it all in.

Y/N moaned out and pulled his hair harder, thrusting forcefully as Beomgyu gagged, his eyes teary.

Y/N let go of his hair, letting him fall backwards and gasping for air, a trail of spit connected to his mouth.

He panted as his eyes locked with Y/N's, who smirked as he leaned in.

Getting up, Beomgyu wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him, moaning into his mouth.

Their tongues battled for dominance, but Y/N took control.

Pushing him backwards, they landed on the couch with Y/N on top of him, both still kissing passionately.

Beomgyu's shirt was taken off, his chest bare for Y/N to see.

He trailed kisses down his neck, down his chest, his tongue running over his nipple, biting and playing, marking his body with hickeys.

“Ah AAHH FUCK Y/N you’re making me so hot, please put it in,” Beomgyu moaned out looking dazed as Y/N bit down on his nipple.

“Yeah ? You want my cock baby ? You want me fucking you huh? You want me to stretch you out with my fat cock and make you beg for more don't you slut ?" Y/N replied smirking.

“Fuck YeAh , AAh, yes I want you to fuck me so hard baby, fuck me until I'm a mess and I'm screaming your name and begging for more," Beomgyu said between gasps.

“Oh Yea baby? Daddy’s stretch you out so good you lil slut,” Y/N said as he showed his fingers into Beomgyu’s mouth, who immediately started sucking on them.

Y/N Kissed his way down to Beomgyu’s waistline, biting and leaving

more hickeys.

"F-Fuck," Beomgyu moaned out, feeling a little impatient, and wanting his dick inside him.

"Mhm, what a whore, you're practically begging for it," Y/N said as he pulled his fingers out of Beomgyu's mouth.

Beomgyu whimpered when he did, the empty feeling hitting him.

Pulling his pants off, Y/N quickly pushed his middle finger into his hole, and moved his finger, causing Beomgyu to let out a small moan, his face blushing, and his breathing becoming heavier. Y/N added a finger, aggressively thrusting in and out of him.

"Ah F-Fuck Y/N, you're stretching me so good, you're so fucking hot, fuck Omg" Beomgyu moaned in pleasure his hands gripping the sheets.

Beomgyu could only whimper as Y/N kept abusing his prostate with his fingers, his eyes watering as his legs trembled.

Y/N leaned forward, kissing and sucking Guy’s balls, taking them into his mouth, as his free hand abused Gyu’s nipple.

"Oh Fuck," Beomgyu moaned and his hands went up to grab at Y/N's hair. Beomgyu tugged Y/N's hair hard, causing him to groan, and he could only whimper and gasp at the pleasure, leaning in and Swallowing Gyu’s whole cock.

Beomgyu groaned loudly at the sensation.

Y/N took all of his cock into his mouth, his hands scissoring inside Gyu making him squirm and moan in please.

The room was filled with sounds of sucking and slurping, mixed with the moans from the both of them, while Gyu’s grabbed Y/N’s hair, pushing him deeper while bucking his hips. Beomgyu moaned, his eyes watered as he could only whimper and groan and squirm and moan in pleasure, the feeling of being stretched and his cock being sucked was too much.

"Oh god, please," Beomgyu whispered, his face flushed red and his body shaking. "Please, please, please."

He was so close, he just needed a little bit more.

But he was denied as Y/N pulled away, his hands pulling out.

"You wanna cum baby? You wanna cum for me?" Y/N asked, his voice rough and low.

"Yes! Fuck, I'm so close, please, I need to cum," Beomgyu said desperately.

"Mm, what a whore, so eager, but no, not yet, I'm not done with you," Y/N said, and Beomgyu could only whimper, his hands grasping the sheets.

Beomgyu looked so helpless and fucked out.

Beomgyu laid there, waiting for Y/N, who stood up, removing his clothes and turning Gyu onto his stomach, his face and his chest pressed against the couch.

Gyu's ass was in the air, his legs spread open, showing his hole, wet and ready.

Y/N rubbed the head of his dick against the entrance, causing Beomgyu to let out a moan, “Yea You feel my cock there baby? You want Daddy’s cock in you Gyu? Want me to fuck you like the whore you are? Tell daddy how bad you want his cock ," Y/N said

Beomgyu groaned in frustration, he couldn't think straight anymore, he just wanted to be filled, he wanted to be fucked, "Please, Daddy, I need you, I need you to fuck me, I want your cock, please," He begged.

"Fuck baby I’m gonna fuck your brains out," Y/N said, and rammed inside Gyu, not holding back for a second, grabbing his hair and forcing his head to turn to the side, leaning forward, and capturing his lips in a hard sloppy kiss, his other hand reaching around his waist and gripping his cock, his hands moving up and down his shaft, as he thrusts deep into him, his pace not slowing down at all.

“Beomgyu yelled in Pain, his voice muffled by Y/N's tongue which was still inside him, the pain turning into pleasure as he adjusted, the feeling of Y/N's dick inside him making him see stars, and the pleasure was so intense he was moaning and screaming, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, Daddy, fuck me," He cried out, the pleasure overriding his senses, his hands scrambling to grab the cushions, his hips moving against Y/N's thrusts.

Y/N's hand was now stroking his cock at a fast pace, the sensation driving Beomgyu crazy, “AAAHHH FUCK DADDY, YOU’RE SO BIG IM GOING TO CUMMM.”

Y/N pulled back from their kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck, I'm gonna cum, oh god, oh my god," Beomgyu moaned loudly, the feeling of his orgasm building up.

"Come on baby, cum for me," Y/N said, his voice thick with arousal, and his pace quickening, his thrusts going harder.

"AAAHHH DADDYYY, FUCK ME HARDER, I'M GOING TO CUM, FUCK, DADDYY" Beomgyu screamed, his whole body shaking as his orgasm hit him, his eyes rolling back and his mouth hanging open.

His body shuddered, and he could only let out a strangled noise as he felt his cum spurt all over the couch underneath.

Y/N suddenly spanked Gyu causing him to moan as he continued railing Gyu, shoving his face into couch, his hand grabbing the back of his neck, pushing him down, "You're such a whore, a cockslut, fuck, you're such a good boy," He said, his words dripping with lust, and he slammed his hips forward, his hips hitting Beomgyu's ass.

"AAHH FUCK YOU'RE SO DEEP INSIDE ME DADDY," Gyu screamed, and his eyes rolled back, his body shuddering and convulsing, as Y/N leaned forward biting Gyu’s neck.

"God, you're so fucking tight, and hot, and sexy," Y/N said, his words barely registering, and his hips slamming against Beomgyu's again.

"Aaaahhh, f-fuck, y-you're s-so deep," Gyu moaned, and Y/N could only growl and his hips snapped forward, and his hand grabbed Beomgyu's ass, spreading him open, exposing his hole.

Beomgyu whimpered at the sight, and his eyes closed, and he was lost in the sensations, his hands gripping the cushion, and his mouth was open and moaning, and his face was contorted with pleasure.

"You like this, baby? You like the way my cock feels inside you? You're such a whore, you want my cock so badly, fuck, I'm going to fill you up with my cum, and fuck, fuck, you're gonna scream and beg for more," Y/N growled, and he slammed his hips into Gyu's, and his thrusts were getting faster, and his pace was picking up, and his body was shuddering, and his body was starting to shake.

Beomgyu whimpered again, his body shaking, and his voice was a hoarse whisper, "Oh god, oh fuck, y-yes, y-yes, yes," He moaned, and Y/N could only groan and his hips bucked forward, his grip on Gyu's ass tightening.

"Aaahhh, fuck, oh god, fuck, y-yes, fuck, y-yes, m-more, a-aahhhh," He cried out, and his body shook, and his head lolled back, and his mouth opened, and he let out a loud moan, and his body was shuddering, his muscles tensing and relaxing, his legs shaking.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, o-oh god, a-ahhh, aaahhh, a-ahhh," He moaned, and his legs were shaking, and his hands were grabbing at the cushions, and his head was tilted back, and his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were closed.

Y/N pulled out and flipped Beomgyu onto his back, lifting his legs up, Gyu’s face now in between his thighs, his eyes looking directly into Gyu's, a wicked smirk on his lips.

"Be a good boy and open wide for daddy," Y/N said, his voice deep and commanding, and Beomgyu opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out.

Y/N put his hand on Gyu's chin, and held his head up, his face hovering over his, his breath hot and heavy.

"Now be a good boy and take daddy's cock," Y/N said, his voice rough, and his hand reached down, and gripped Beomgyu's ass, his hands squeezing the firm flesh, and his nails digging in, and his thumb slipped inside the hole, his thumb sliding in and out, the tip of his thumb brushing against his prostate.

"Aaaahhh, a-ahhh, y-yes, p-please, o-oh god, p-please," Gyu begged, and his hands were grabbing the cushions, and his back was arching, and his eyes were closing, and his mouth was opening and his voice was high and desperate.

"You're gonna take all of it, baby, all of it," Y/N growled, and his hands were pulling him down, and his hips were slamming against his ass, his cock hitting his prostate, and his eyes were locked with his, and his body was tensing and his hips were jerking.

"F-Fuck, a-ahhhh, y-y-yes, a-ahhh, y-yes, p-please, d-daddy, a-ahhh, o-oh fuck, a-aahhhh, a-ahhh, a-ahhh, a-aaaahhh," He cried out, and his back arched, and his head fell back, and his legs were shaking clutching onto Y/N’s waist, and his fingers were clutching the cushions, and his face was turning a deep red.

"A-Ahhh, a-ahhh, y-yes, p-please, o-oh fuck, y-you're s-so g-good, a-aahhh," He moaned, and his breathing was labored, and his eyes were glazed over, and his mouth was wide open, and his cheeks were flushed, and his hair was messy.

"A-Ahhh, a-ahhh, a-aahhh, a-aaahhh, a-ahhh,” He whimpered as Y/N spanked him again, then leaning in and shoving his tongue into his mouth, kissing him deeply, their tongues battling, and their hands exploring each other, and their bodies pressing together, their breaths mixing, and their hearts beating in unison.

“A-aAAh DADDY, fuck right there, I’m gonna cum daddy, fuck omg fuck me” Beomgyu whimpered and screamed, his whole body trembling.

Beomgyu came and went limp in Y/N's arms, and Y/N continued to thrust, his cock hitting Beomgyu's prostate over and over, his body trembling, and his mind was blank.

“Yeah you like this cock you cockslut? You want Daddy’s milk baby? I'm going to fill you up baby, fill you up, stretch you out, fill your tight little hole, I'm gonna cum inside you, and fuck you until you're screaming and begging me to stop," Y/N grunted as he kept thrusting.

"Fuck, fuck, a-ahhh, a-a-ah, o-oh my god, f-fuck, o-o-oh my god, o-oh my god," Beomgyu stammered, his body convulsing and his hands reaching up, scratching Y/N’s back, his nails leaving marks, and his legs wrapping around Y/N's waist.

"Fuck, you feel so good, fuck, fuck, I'm so close," Y/N groaned, his eyes rolling back, his breath coming out in ragged pants, his thrusts getting more erratic.

"AAAHHH DADDY, IM CUMMING FUCK" Gyu whimpered in arousal, splattering cum onto Y/N’s abs and Face, which the other smirked at licking at with his tongue while maintaining eye contact. “Good boy, just like that cum for daddy, FUCK, baby you’re clenching so hard,” Y/N said as he continued to slam into Beomgyu.

"F-Fuck, y-you're so hot, you're s-so fucking hot," Beomgyu breathed, his chest rising and falling, his face flushed and his eyes wide and glazed.

“Fuck Beomgyu, I’m gonna cum, fuck, baby I'm gonna fill you up so good, a-ahhh" Y/N groaned as he slammed into him one last time, and came inside Beomgyu, his cum coating Gyu’s walls and splurting out of his hole as Y/N slowed his thrusts.

Y/N kissed Beomgyu's sweaty forehead as the other tried to catch his breath, and Y/N pulled out of him, watching his cum leak out.

"Holy fuck, that was amazing, fuck oh my god fuck,” Gyu whimpered.

"That was fucking incredible, you're so sexy, fuck," Y/N groaned, his tongue dominating Gyu’s mouth as he lined his tip with Gyu’s cum dump.

"Fuck, you're so good, so tight," Y/N grunted as he thrusted into the other again, causing Gyu to scream pleasure, his voice high pitched and hoarse.

"Daddy, Daddy, A-AH" Beomgyu moaned loudly, his back arching off the couch, his hips grinding against Y/N's as he pounded into him.

“We’re nowhere near done whore.”

PART 1 COMPLETE {Please Request for Part 2}

Author’s Note: Thanks for reading! This story was requested by an anonymous user. It was my first time writing for top reader so please leave feedback! Thanks for your support and request ! P.S: NOT PROOF READ!

[sstrwbrryccke]

member of txt!amab!reader who wears grey sweatpants to practice... and soobin can't help, but keep on staring at their crotch :( stupid baby can't even concentrate on practicing anymore, so he just sits on the floor and continues staring, rubbing his thighs together from time to time. reader obviously takes a notice at soobin's behaviour, so when they're left alone in practice room, it all ends up with soobin getting fucked dumb in front of all the mirrors around...

stop pervy soobin will be the death of me… thank you em @soobinsonly1bf for the request! 🫢🙏 (i asked him to req me HSHHSJFJA)

— practice room | sub choi soobin

tags: txt!amab!reader x pervert soobin, mean reader but soft at the end, made-up dance routine, reader is the oldest of the group, usage of hyung a few times, mirror sex, downbad soobin, pervert soobin, mention of drool once, soobin fingering himself, thigh slapping, dacryphilia, age dominance? idk like korea’s respect system based on age, fluffy at the end but other than that its filth

“okay everyone, two more tries. from the top.”

you call out, slicking your hair back, and getting back to position. more emotion, more expression, focus on the chorus. you repeat in your head, looking back at your members.

“lets do it!” yeonjun yells in english, clapping his hands, hyping up everyone as beomgyu replays the song from the top. soobin takes his position beside you, a meek look on his face, which you shrugged off at first. maybe he was tired, the group had been practicing for hours after all.

gradually however, you begin to notice the subtle changes in his breath pattern, the way he bites his lips as he stares intently at the practice mirror. it only became more apparent at the killing part of the dance, you face towards soobin, hand reaching out to grasp his chin, and you distinctly hear his breath hitch, eyes lidded as he stares at you.

when the dance ended, some members took a drink break, while others kept correcting their mistakes in the mirror. you on the other-hand, approached soobin directly, who was busy pretending as if he didn’t see you.

“soobin.”

you just say, arms crossed. the said boy was sitting with his back flush to the mirror. head turned to the side and hand rubbing the back of his neck. his eyes glance to you before nervously looking away. the closer you get the more jittery he becomes. you squat in front of him, and you hear him hold his breath, he couldn’t help but glance down— to your crotch and the outline of your cock in your grey sweatpants— oh shit.

he gulps, coming face to face with your knowing look. he just got caught staring. he props his knees up, hugging them to his chest, face down. trying to hide his growing erection.

“soobin, look at hyung.”

he lifts his head at this, bunny eyes wide and mouth agape. you were smirking at him. his heart thumped and his cheeks grew warm.

“guys, soobin’s tired, let’s practice one more time without him. come on, get up. lets go.” you clap, signalling to the others before jumping up and walking back to your position. some members whine, joking about your favouritism towards soobin and you just shush them playfully. the many privileges of being the oldest. the loud instrumentals start, but instead of the mirror, you stare at the boy sitting in front.

the moment the dance begins, you default back to your facial expressions carefully crafted for each move, though your eyes never left soobin’s pair. he felt his erection twitch in his pants. you lick your lips and he imagines that was him spread out onto your tongue. you thrust your hips and he imagines his body flush against yours. and god, those stupidly hot grey sweatpants. he was so incredibly down bad for a dumb piece of clothing, but the way the fabric almost left nothing yet everything to the imagination— maybe he finally understood how fans felt when they see their bias.

before he knew it, his thighs were desperately rubbing together, mouth agape. if he opened his lips any wider, drool might even seep out. he was so needy, and he knew you knew. the way you eyed him down, tongue poking at your inner cheek, fingers deliberately sliding down from your chest to near your crotch.

god.

thankfully the dance was over, otherwise soobin might’ve genuinely busted in his pants, and he was sure he would’ve faced a lifetime of teasing as a result. you pat each member behind the back, exchanging ‘good work’s as you remind everyone to stretch at the dorm. yeonjun sneaks up on you, slapping your ass with a cheeky grin. “what? gonna dote on soobin once the two of you are alone?”

you jab him in the side, playfully rolling your eyes. you knew yeonjun was joking, but he didn’t know just how true his words were. there had always been something between you and soobin since your trainee era, and the two of you were ecstatic when you found out you were debuting together. and soon enough, that attraction became something tangible and physical. as hormonal young adults, it was no surprise you two took advantage of your youth to enjoy each other’s presence. aka fuck like wild bunnies.

when the rest of the group leave the room, their laughter and chattering muffled down the hallway, you slowly lock the practice room door, turning around to meet eyes with a very desperate soobin. his hands snaking around your neck. kissing you just as eagerly, you kiss him back much more precise compared to his sloppy attempt. he pushes a tongue against your bottom lip and that’s when you part, a string of saliva connecting you two. he stares at you for a second before a low whine trembles out from his plump lips.

“why?”

“why should i reward you? you’ve been bad.”

his pouty lips frown, about to sulk before you push him further into the room, dead centre in the middle of the practice mirrors.

“seriously soob, you think you’re slick, staring at my crotch like that?”

his face instantly darkens to a crimson red, he lowers his head and his bangs cover his eyes but you can see the pink on his ears.

“you wanted to distract me didn’t you. wanted me to mess up on the choreography?”

he shakes his head quickly, his hair tousling at the motion, his big eyes peak from behind his bangs as he looks at you.

“no!… i…” he stammers, trying to formulate words to defend himself, but all he could really focus on was his hardening dick and how it pressed against his jeans painfully.

“no? look at yourself.”

he does as you say. good obedient boy. there was a tent in his jeans and at the very tip was a wet spot. his breath stutters, because he catches a glance at your crotch too, your length outlined by the thin fabric of the sweatpants. he wished that was in him instead.

“i can’t help it, im sorry.” his head hung low in an embarrassed shame, apologising to his older member out of genuine guilt.

“if you’re so sorry, let me see you open yourself up. if you’re good, maybe ill reconsider.”

he takes a glance at you, and he knew exactly what you wanted. he’s been here before, you wanted to see the humiliation on his face as he played with himself. you wanted him to cry as he threw away his dignity and pride. degrade his body into a shivering and quivering mess until he begged for forgiveness.

it shouldn’t, but it turned him on so much. he quickly shuffles off his pants, keeping his hoodie on because he knew you liked seeing his huge hoodie slump down his figure and onto his cock. he parts his legs but before he can touch himself you stop him. his wide eyes look at you, did he do something wrong? are you going to leave him here untouched and hard?

“turn around.” you interrupt his train of thoughts, sitting down crossed legged as you dug into his pants, taking out a travel-sized bottle of lube.

“how did you—“

“knowing your perverted ass, i took a wild guess.”

he sheepishly smiled, turning around as you commanded. meeting face to face with the reflection of his body. and wow was he red… thighs parted with his dick barely hidden by his hoodie. it looked sinful, and you were grinning behind him. you take his hand, slathering a good amount of cold lube on his fingers before leaving him be.

“go on, soob.”

you state, and his breath trembles as his fingers prodded at his own ass, slipping in softly and he keens, thighs and eyes slowly closing, only to snap back to reality by a ringing slap to his thigh. he yelps, widening his legs and looking up at you in the mirror.

“keep your eyes and legs open.”

your hand comes to tilt his chin up, he bites back tears as he continued inserting in his fingers with your new rules. you were so mean. he wanted to whine, but if he endured this he might be rewarded. so he disregards all his shame as he starts riding his own fingers. crotch leaned towards the mirror as he watched his hole close and open.

“look at that soobin, if you were good from the beginning that could be my dick.”

you whispered and he whimpers, tears escaping and rolling down his cheek. all he wanted was for you to dote on him, but because of his stupid horny brain he ruined that chance. he starts sobbing as the shame seeps into him, and you slap his thigh again to remind him to keep his eyes open. he does his best to please you, biting his lips hard as he inserted a fourth finger, it painfully stretched him out but he kept going, his hopeful eyes glancing up at you in pleads. but you didn’t budge and he just couldn’t do it anymore, his finger accidentally jabs particularly hard at his prostate and his thighs shook— a choked ‘coming’ trembled in his throat before he came in ropes, hard cock bobbing up and down before he was empty.

he gasps out, the satisfaction of the orgasm was soon replaced by his brooding disappointment. he sighed as he took his fingers out of his hole. head down and afraid to look up at you, he knew you were disappointed. it was akin to getting a scolding from his manager. his non-dirty hand comes up to wipe at his tears, at least he could face his hyung with some dignity before he gets reprimanded.

though, as if the gods answered his prayers, your hands come up to brush his bangs away from his eyes, pulling his tall body into your lap.

“soob it’s okay, you did well, soob.”

he sighs out a breathy exhale, big red eyes glancing behind him.

“i’m sorry” he just says, sulking.

“you’re okay. want to feel me in you?”

he nods, letting you dote on him. it always felt nice when you took care of him, either socially or physically. he may be the taller one, but you were his hyung and you always made sure he was taken care of. you slip your dick out from your sweatpants, before slowly inserting yourself into his throbbing hole. he sighs, out of relief this time. he glances into the mirror and you had your face in the crook of his neck, slowly moving him up and down as your hand caressed his cock.

it was a few soft moments, you thrusted softly into him as to not overstimulate him. he turns his head to you again, plump lips in a frown.

“kiss?” you ask, he nods eagerly, and you capture his lips gently. letting his curious tongue in your mouth this time, and in exchange you slipped yours in his, tasting him. his breath hitches, and you could tell he was close with how his stomach clenched. you break from the kiss to suck on his neck, leaving a small hickey just above his collarbone. he moans out, quiet and breathy, thighs clenching as his second orgasm came at him in waves. he squeezes your cock and you cum with a small moan.

the two of you take a moment to breathe before a satisfied smile adorns his pink lips again. you chuckle, so predictable. his eyes creased with his grin and his aegyo sal was on full show, he turns to you and cuddles into your neck.

“happy?”

“super.” he giggles into your collarbone. you let him enjoy your body warmth for a moment, slipping your dick out and hearing the soft drip of cum falling from his hole to the ground.

after a few soft seconds, you pat his back, getting his attention. “okay soobie, let’s clean up and go back to the dorm. we have a dance practice to film tomorrow.”

he sulks when you untangle his long limbs from yours, but quickly recovers as he cleans out the cum from his hole with a tissue (shivering and doing his best not to get hard again, this man has a stamina of a bunny…) slipping his underwear and pants back on. meanwhile you take one of the towels to clean up the residue on the floor. dumping it in a basket later. you gather yours and soobins stuff before noticing the guy staring long and hard at his reflection.

“soobin? what’s up.”

“i have a hickey.”

“what— oh.”

“what do i do? we’re filming tomorrow.”

“…hope and pray moas don’t notice?”

—☆★☆

TOMORROW X TOGETHER OFFICIAL uploaded: TXT (투모로우바이투게더) ‘XXXXX’ Dance Practice

@soobslefttoe: yall?? is that a hickey on soobins neck

@iloveyn: @soobslefttoe nah the real question is DO YOU GUYS SEE HOW YN LOOKED AT SOOBIN??? i would sell my soul to be looked at like that.

@ynxsoob4ever: they are totally fuvking i bet yn scks coobins dick all day

@sanetxtstan: all of you are so delulu…

[svt-rizz]

Forbidden desire (18+)

{ this is pure fiction.}

Pairing: Yeonjun x reader x Beomgyu warnings: cheating, unprotected sex (don’t do this shit in real life ppl), smut, choking, praising, threesome'

longest smut ever but enjoyy 😏

It was clear from the way Beomgyu always stared—the lingering glances from across the room, the way his eyes darkened when I caught him, the smirk that played on his lips when I looked away. But I had to stay loyal to Yeonjun, my boyfriend.

—————

I had been working on an assignment for the past few hours. I had almost finished it, until I heard a knock on my door. It was probably Yeonjun.

I got up from my table, excited to see my boyfriend.. but right there was Choi Beomgyu standing in front of me.

“Hi sweetheart, is Yeonjun there?” He asks, leaning on the wall, his voice soft and sweet. I could barely get myself look him in the eye, I had always been nervous around him.

“He isn’t here. Why?” I say, trying to look anywhere but his eyes. His hand comes to rest on my chin making me look at him.

“Finally, there you go. Is it so hard to look at me, darling?” He flirts openly, as if I’m not taken.

“I’ve a boyfriend.” I say, moving away from him. He smirks at my actions, following me in the apartment.

“Oh I know you do. Your boyfriend is my best friend.”

“Gyu, why’re you coming closer?” I ask, as he pins me to the wall caging me between his arms. Our eyes finally lock as his hand rests on my neck. All the tension since years was coming back.

“You look prettier than the last time I saw you.” He says, his lips coming closer to mine.

“Gyu, we can’t do this. This is cheating.” I say, placing my hand on his lips. His hand holds my hand before he lifts me in his arms.

“I can’t hold myself back in front of you anymore.” He says, resting his forehead on mine.

“Please give me permission. I want to do everything to you… Let me show you, baby.” He says, his breathing faster as he places a kiss on my forehead. I look up at his darkened eyes, ready to take me. Slowly, I nod. This was so wrong. But I wanted him. And he wanted me.

He gently placed me on the bed, eyeing my whole body. I was just in my home clothes, which made me feel a bit insecure. His face came closer as he unbuttoned his shirt, making eye contact.

His hand gently caressed my skin, touching my waist as if I was some goddess and he was worshipping me. He came closer, finally closing the gap between us. His lips felt perfect on mine, like they were made for me. They tasted so sweet, making me want more of him.

I wrap my legs around his torso, as he starts marking along my neck, down to my stomach. He slowly lifts my shirt, looking up at me before attaching his lips with my nipples.

“Fuck- I need you Gyu.” I say, looking down at him. His lips were still kissing along my breasts.

“Tell me where you need me, baby.” He said, coming up to my face.

I pull him closer, slowly biting his bottom lip before kissing him hard. His hand comes down to hold my throat as he kisses me back.

“I need you, Gyu. So bad, please fuck me.” I say, his eyes darken at my request.

“Oh I will fuck you. But before that I need to taste you, darling.” He says, roughly dragging my hips upwards. He quickly takes off my shorts along with my panties, discarding them on the floor.

“So pretty, just for me.” He says, before placing a kiss on my clit. His tongue slowly enters me as he starts going in an up and down motion, making me grip his hair. He groans, sending a shiver down my body.

“Beomgyu? Y/n?” I hear a voice in the background. Yeonjun’s voice. He’s here, right in this room. Watching us.

“Jun, I’m-.”

“Oh there you are. We were waiting for you.” Beomgyu smirks. What?

I didn’t see a glimpse of anger on Yeonjun’s face. Instead, he sits down at the edge of the bed, looking at me.

“You’re having fun without me, baby?” He asks, almost smiling. He should be mad, but instead he’s so chill about it.

“Go on, don’t stop Gyu. Let me see how much my girl likes it.” He says, winking at me.

I almost scream, as Beomgyu buried his head back in my thighs. His tongue back on my clit, with his fingers going in and out of me, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. He eats me out until he’s satisfied and the whole time Yeonjun watches me.

“Fuck- Gyu. I’m gonna come.” I say, my hands roughly gripping his hair.

Suddenly, I feel something on my wrists. I open my eyes to see Yeonjun tying my hands to the bed frame. He had taken off his shirt, as he sits down next to Gyu, who wipes his mouth with my cum.

"You wanna taste yourself sweetheart?" Beomgyu's fingers enter my mouth, as I suck off my own cum.

Silence fills the room, as I look up at both of them. Their intense gazes made me feel exposed. But, they had already seen everything.

"I love you so much." Yeonjun says, placing a peck on my lips. His hands hold my thighs, as Beomgyu takes off his pants.

"Should I fuck you first?" Beomgyu asks, his hand coming down to hold my throat. I couldn't help but take a taste of his sweet lips again.

He chuckles at my neediness, kissing me back. As his tongue enters my mouth, Yeonjun starts circling his finger on my clit.

"Jun- ah stop. Please fuck me." I say, my hands being unable to hold anyone.

Finally, Beomgyu pulls me forward. His cock pressing against my clit, he rubs it up and down my slit. "You like this baby?" I hear Yeonjun. I nod, tears almost forming in my eyes.

Beomgyu slowly enters me, making sure I take all of it. His long length barely fits, but he thrusts forward his cock deliciously hitting the back of my cervix. My brain had already turned off long ago. I was just there to enjoy the pleasure they both were bringing me.

He finally starts thrusting forward, faster. The sound of his thrusts and grunts filling the room. Yeonjun slowly and teasingly continues to rub circles on my clit. My head falls back and I close my eyes. Jun's other hand massages my breasts, as Beomgyu speeds up, his cock already hitting against my g-spot. I cry out, tears rolling down my face. Yeonjun wipes them, kissing along my cheek.

“You love this so much, don’t you my pretty girl?” Yeonjun asks, his lips on my breasts. I'm unable to say or react to his words, lost in the pleasure.

“You gonna cum, sweetheart? Fuck- you feel so good.” Beomgyu grunts out, his hands holding my waist. His thumb massages my clit, as I feel the orgasm coming. My body shakes and my head falls back, as Beomgyu comes up to kiss me.

Yeonjun unties my hands, before pulling me in his lap. I face Beomgyu now as Yeonjun's hand continues to rub my clit.

Beomgyu comes closer, his tongue coming out to wet my lips. His fingers feel my body, and he places kisses along my collarbone.

“Can I mark her, Jun?” Beomgyu asks, looking behind me.

“Ask her if she’d like it. To be marked by another man.” Yeonjun says. I could tell he was smirking.

Gyu looks at me, “Can I baby?”

“Come here Gyu.” I pull him closer, being a little bold, leaving my lipstick marks on his neck. I kiss along his jaw, he had a prettier body than most men.

Beomgyu throws his head back, allowing me access to mark along his chest and collarbones. Half of his body filled with my lipstick marks.

Suddenly, I gasp as Yeonjun’s cock enters me, his hands on my waist. I completely forgot I was still on his lap. I hold onto his thighs, as Beomgyu comes closer to my face.

I move my hips along with Yeonjun’s thrusts as I feel Gyu’s lips back on my breasts, kissing everywhere. He placed wet kisses on my jaw down to my throat. I held onto his shoulders and continued to bounce on Yeonjun’s cock.

“You like this, sweetheart? Being fucked by your boyfriend, while I kiss your body?” Beomgyu asks, keeping eye contact.

He watches me as I try to keep my eyes open, almost crying out from the pleasure.

“It feels so good, Gyu.” I manage to say, as Yeonjun’s thrusts speed up. His cock hitting all the right places, which made me hold onto Beomgyu.

Beomgyu’s hand held onto my hair, as he roughly connected our lips. I kiss him back, my hands roaming on his chest. I never know if I’ll be able to do this again.

I held onto my breasts when I felt Gyu’s tongue on my clit. Yeonjun’s thrusts had finally slowed down, he was reaching his high. The pleasure had doubled as I slowly rode his cock while Beomgyu’s tongue stayed on my clit, making figures of eight.

Soon, I collapsed on Yeonjun’s chest after chasing my high. “Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.” I heard Yeonjun say, as he pulled into his arms.

(A few hours later)

“Did you enjoy, my love?” Yeonjun says, as we lay down in our bed. He had cleaned up the bed and helped me shower.

“Was that planned?” I ask, looking over at him.

“I know Beomgyu likes you. I had a feeling he’d like this. And we always wanted to try a threesome.” He says, wrapping his arms around me.

Beomgyu had left soon after. Yeonjun had told him to leave, so we could have our private time.

But later that night, Gyu had texted me saying “You’re also mine now, sweetheart.”

When I showed the message to Yeonjun he shook his head with a smile, knowing I could never really say no to Gyu.

[enhard]

heyy loved the taehyun fic dress code!! please could you do a dom! beomgyu fic where both beomgyu and the reader are in an elevator and beomgyu starts fingering you trying not to get caught by the people entering on each floor. by the end of it the reader has squirted all over the elevator floor and quickly cleans it up before running home where they both fuck desperate for each other

thank you for the request!! this is an amazing idea anon jfjskdjss

two bg fics one after the other LETS GO!!

(this is so ass im sorry for not doing you justice🙏)

choi beomgyu — “first floor”

pairing: dom!c.bg x fem!reader

cw: SMUT, fingering, degrading kink, semi/public sex lmk if i missed anything, established relationship

ever since seeing beomgyu in the gym working out, you couldn’t handle not being used by him right there.

of course you couldn’t do anything about it but you needed to let him know that it was a big thought of yours.

as you’re about to get to the elevator to leave the gym, you jump in his arms, immediately begging him to do anything he wants to you. you’re way too desperate to beat it around the bush..

“love.. please. make me feel good please i need you so baddd..” you whine, whispering in his ear.

he holds you close, walking over to the elevator. you’re supposed to go down only 5 levels. that’s not a lot right? well.. i guess a lot can happen in those 5 levels.

he bites your neck as he enters the elevator, smiling at you like never before.

“okay baby, let me make you cum.” you get a bit shocked at his words i mean.. in the elevator?? but you act quick, getting off him and already grabbing his hand down to your legs. he loves how excited you suddenly got, finding you so adorable.. his pretty slut.

“you need to keep quiet though love. someone might get on.” you nod while grabbing on his arm.

he finally shoves his hand up your skirt, down to your panties while he starts rubbing you with his fingers. you quietly moan, strengthening your grasp on his arm.

“fuck.. keep going” you close your eyes, enjoying the pleasure. but then suddenly, the elevator stops. someone is about to get in and you dont know how to react. luckily its not that visible that he has his hand in your panties. there’s two people, having a conversation right in front of you. beomgyu keeps going despite the people in the elevator, even shoving his two fingers inside you.

you let out a little sound, trying your best to be quiet.. but you can’t help it.

“shh you slut, you’ll get us in trouble.” he whispers, slowly putting his hand over your mouth. he keeps fingering you, until those two people leave. then he really starts getting rough, curling his fingers up inside you, the sounds of his palm slapping against your thighs echoing all around the metal room.

you almost can’t handle it anymore when another person walks in. they’re in a call, again luckily, so beomgyu keeps going a bit slower this time, to cancel out the sound. his fingers are still so deep inside you, and he uses his thumb to rub your clit. it’s way too much and if that person doesn’t leave then you’ll cum right there.

what feels like an eternity, they leave the elevator as you reach the 2nd floor.

beomgyu sees that, so he’s determined to make you cum before you have to get off.

he picks up his pace again, trying his best to make you cum. “come on baby, squirt all over me. i know you want to.” his words making you clench around his fingers.

you close your eyes and let out a moan as you squirt everywhere. all over his hand, the elevator floor, even your skirt a bit. you breathe two times, then start panicking that you need to clean up as fast as you can.

with beomgyu’s help, you succeed cleaning everything up with some tissues, before looking down and seeing how horny beomgyu got from that.

you smile at him, hugging his waist. “love… you’re rock hard..” he smiles back, a bit embarrassed.. “well.. how can i not be when you’re so hot?” you grab his hand, running out of there so fast just so no one sees you. —

you finally get home and beomgyu roughly pushes you down on your bed, getting on top of you. “it’s your fault for making me this desperate. now let me fuck you so hard you’ll regret doing this to me.”

you run your hands under his shirt, biting his lip first. “i need you so deep inside me please.”

he slaps your mouth while grabbing you by the throat. “let me show you whore, you’re all mine.” he throws his lips onto yours, getting desperate to fuck you already.

maybe you won’t be so lucky to not get caught next time you reach 1st floor.

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Impulse

AN: Um so, I wasn't supposed to post this, let alone be working on this, today. I blame @majestyjun for violently tossing me back into severe Beomgyu brainrot and, my brain produced this in a few hours as a result. I have 6 other fics I've been actively working on and this is what I did instead. ONE OF THEM IS EVEN A TXT FIC. Either way, enjoy the fruit of my suffering.

Synopsis: After two weeks of no sex while visiting your parents, Beomgyu is beyond frustrated. You completely empathise with your boyfriend but, you're determined to tough it out. You fail to consider just how persuasive Beomgyu can be.

Heads up: Choi Beomgyu x Fem! Reader, established relationship, mostly pwp, dirty talk, pet names, incredibly mild degradation (f. receiving), risky sex, fingering (f. receiving), Monster dick! Beomgyu agenda, Pussy whipped! Beomgyu (is this going to become a thing lol?), Dick whipped! Reader, unprotected piv sex, breeding kink and creampie.

Word count: 1807

I will block you if you are a minor and/or have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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"Beomgyu," you chastise when you feel your boyfriend's hand sneak its way up your tank top.

"I can't help it. You just look so hot and you feel so soft. It's been for fucking ever," he groans against your neck, leaving goosebumps in his wake. You pointedly ignore the dull ache you feel between your thighs.

"I know, baby but, we're just here for one more week," you respond sympathetically. It's not as though you don't understand his frustration. If anything, it resonates with you a little too deeply. So many mornings of waking up to him hard and hot and pressed against your thigh have really been testing your own sanity. Having to push down your baser instincts as you get out of bed and get ready to spend another day with your family.

None of this is helped by how needy Beomgyu has been as the days with no sex tick by. Desperate, messy make-out sessions before bed and one night of a quick blowjob not nearly enough for either of you. However, he's been trying to tempt you more and more in recent days, and your fragile composure is dangerously close to shattering.

"I can't do this for another week," he whines, his fingers toying with one of your already hard nipples. Before you can chastise him again, he grinds his fully hard cock against your ass and, words completely fail you.

You bite your bottom lip in an attempt to silence the moan that bubbles up from the action and the sensation of his fingers pinching your sensitive nipple. Instinct is what makes you press your ass back into him, and Beomgyu seems to lose it at that.

"You want this just as badly as I do. Don't worry, baby. We'll be quiet. Make sure noone hears," he whispers while his hand finds itself in your sleeping shorts, and more specifically, your panties.

"Fuck. Shit. You're already wet," he practically moans when he first comes into contact with your pussy. Expert fingers rubbing circles against your clit in the way he knows will render you little better than a whimpering mess.

You try your best to silence your sounds against the pillow. Fingernails digging into his forearm while he rubs your clit and grinds against your ass in search of some sort of relief. You accidentally bite your tongue when he pushes two of his stupidly long fingers inside of you.

"Wanna fuck you so badly. You're so wet and tight and warm," he breathes behind you while his fingers stretch you out. A slightly louder cry flies from your lips when he sinks a third finger into you. Beomgyu doesn't give you much time to get used to the intrusion. Curling his fingers mercilessly inside of you while his filthy mouth keeps going.

"Fuck, I missed this. Missed feeling your pussy. Can't wait to feel you around my cock," he groans, his thumb rubbing fast circles on your clit this time around. Your thighs begin to quiver violently, and you feel the knot in your core tightening with each one of his ministrations. You're embarrassingly close already.

"Are you gonna cum for me, baby? Huh? Already? That's so hot. You're so hot. Please cum for me. I wanna feel you cum."

Between his words and fingers, you never stood a chance. You shove your face deeper into the pillow in an attempt to muffle your whimpers and moans when you do eventually fall apart on his hand. Your mind is too dazed to be certain, but you're pretty sure you can hear Beomgyu still talking. For the life of you, you can't make out what his saying though. Tremors still wreaking havoc on your body as he slowly fingers you through it all.

You haven't cum this hard and quickly in what feels like ages. The one time you caved and touched yourself in the shower a few days ago not coming anywhere close to this. Beomgyu might've seriously spoiled you for anyone else. Even yourself, apparently.

"Baby," you eventually hear him whine desperately against your shoulder as he grinds against your ass more aggressively now. Looks like seeing and feeling you cum did quite the number on him.

"I know, Gyu," you soothe, rubbing his forearm, "I can suck you off," you offer.

You feel him shake his head behind you. Jolting slightly when his fingers move inside of you before he speaks, "I wanna fuck you," he says, the throatiness in his voice making you clench around him instinctively.

This is incredibly stupid and risky but, you're already so far gone and you miss feeling him inside of you.

"Okay."

That's how you find yourself with your face in one of the pillows and your ass in the air for him. Anticipation and desire mixing into a heady cocktail in your system as you hear him shuffling behind you. You'd love to see his face. Beomgyu always makes the most attractive faces but, you're just happy to be getting fucked in general.

You gasp softly when you feel his cock prod at your soaking entrance. Wetness smearing your inner thighs and likely coating his tip. You imagine you're making quite the sight right now. Beomgyu, never one for shyness when it came to you, admitted that one of the reasons taking you from behind is so enjoyable to him is the view he gets.

"You're dripping onto my dick, princess," he whispers, running his cock along your slit and letting your juices cover him. "Beomgyu, don't tease," you respond, meeting his lidded gaze over your shoulder.

You're not sure what he sees on your face but, evidently it's enough to finally get him to push into you. He hasn't even started yet and you already find yourself biting down on the pillow and clawing at the sheets beneath you. Your pussy definitely feels that it's been two weeks without feeling him inside of you. The stretch stinging more than it usually would.

"Relax for me, baby," he coos softly, his thumbs soothingly rubbing your hips as he slowly eases into you. You try your best to. Tears accumulating in the corners of your eyes as he sinks inch after inch into you. God, it feels otherworldly. Even with the slight pain that comes along with feeling him pulse inside of you.

"Fuck," he groans when you take initiative and push yourself back until he's completely sheathed inside of you. The grip he has on your hips becoming bruising as you both try to catch your breaths and regain some semblance of composure.

Your thighs are already shaking, and you let out small whimpers and moans just from feeling him bottom out. His tip brushing against places you still can't comprehend exist sometimes despite being with him for months now. Beomgyu, for his part, seems to be struggling more than you currently. His cock throbbing violently inside of you as he grits out curses and groans between his laboured breathing.

"You little slut. I could've cum," he moans and god, you really wish you could see his face. Before you can fire back a retort, he pulls back before thrusting back into you. The drag of his girthy cock along your walls dissolving your mind into a puddle. One thrust, and you were already a drooling mess.

You're not the only one affected if his strangled moan is anything to go by. His pace picking up considerably once he's sure you've mostly adjusted to him. You pray to whatever deity is willing to listen that the walls of your childhood bedroom are decent. There's no way you two could silence the sounds of skin slapping against skin even if you tried.

He doesn't give you a moment to catch your breath. His cock splitting you open over and over again while all your body can think to do is fist the sheets and take it.

"So wet and tight around my dick," he moans as quietly as he can manage, "Missed this pretty pussy." You feel him spread your ass to seemingly get a better view. A breathy 'fuck' and a particularly brutal thrust confirming your suspicions.

You can tell he's close. He was barely hanging on by a thread when he eased into you but, the uncoordinated nature of his thrusts and increase in sounds tell you all you need to know.

Taking all the energy and brain power you have, you look at him once more over your shoulder, "Beomie, I ah want you to cum insi-inside me pl-please," you whine. The glazed look in his eyes is replaced by something more dangerous. Something more feral. You walls tighten around him in anticipation, and a shiver runs down your spine.

His arms wrap around you while he fucks into you faster, chasing his own release. "Yeah? Does my baby want my cum? Want me to cum inside until it's dripping out of you?" He asks darkly against your ear, nipping the lobe in the process. You're sure he could tell at this point in your relationship but, fuck you love it when he gets like this. You weren't sure if you could cum again but, he certainly is trying to get you there.

"Ye-yes, please. Wa-want it. I need i-it," you whimper in response, a few tears rolling down your heated face.

"Ah fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Your pussy is gonna make me cum," he moans, his cock pulsing incessantly while his thrusts become sloppier and sloppier. "You're gonna take it like a good girl, yeah? Take all of it. Let me breed this pretty pussy until you're filled with nothing but, my cum," he rambles bordering on delirious. His words making you grip him even tighter, "Yes Beomie, please please please."

That does it for him.

His broken whines and moans flood your ears while his cock pulses inside of you. His tip feeling as though it's kissing your cervix with how deeply he's nestled in your pussy. He holds onto you like a lifeline as he rides out his release, his warm cum filling you to what seems like the brim.

For a moment, all that can be heard is your laboured breathing. Beomgyu sagging against you as you two crumple onto the bed.

"Maybe we should wait weeks to have sex more often. That was so fucking hot," he mutters against your shoulder and you valiantly resist the urge to roll your eyes.

"Do you really want to go weeks without having sex again?"

"... Fair point," he responds sheepishly.

You do snort at that. Shaking your head good-naturedly at him.

"So, can we do it again?"

"Beomgyu, you just came,"

"Yeah but, I'll be ready to go in like 20 minutes,"

You love your boyfriend's stamina but, it really was a double-edged sword at times.

[ah-ga-seven]

The Naked Neighbor II

>>PART ONE<<

Pairing: Fem!reader x Choi Soobin

Word count: 16,6k

Genre: Smut, Comedy, Fluff, lighthearted Angst.

Synopsis: Life is dull, until a new neighbor moves in across the street. His name was Soobin, a mysterious loner who lived in his own bubble and was incredibly hard to get close to. One night, as y/n was in her bedroom, she saw Soobin through the window, freshly out of the shower in full view, which accounted for a series of interesting events as she notices a pattern in his nightly routine.

Warnings: mature contents regarding sex and especially voyeurism. Further mentions of drugs and alcohol. This story will also contain mentions of broken homes, parental issues and verbally abusive fights.

(A/N) It's been long overdue, but please read part one again if you haven't freshened up your memory, a lot of details from part one are mentioned in part two!

Soobin pulled you into him, guarding you from the atrocious sight that was too late to unsee.  

Your mother had already covered herself up, as did Soobin’s father who was quickly on his feet.  

“Son…” he tried with a soft voice.  

“Shut the fuck up.” Soobin seethed through his teeth.  

Your mother was quiet, carefully eyeing you to study your reaction but when she saw your face buried in Soobin’s chest she knew enough.  

Your breathing started to intensify but whatever alcohol was left in your system gave you the guts to look your mom in the eye with utter shock and disgust written all over your face. “First my mom, now Isabelle?” Soobin questioned as his blood started to boil even more than before.  

“Son..I-”  

“Please…shut up, nothing you’d say right now would make things better.”  

You ignored Soobin and his dad, still staring at your mother in pure disbelief as she looked at you with big guilty eyes. Being disappointed by her was the default setting of your relationship, but knowing that even a marital status didn’t stop her from getting with Soobin’s dad actually made you sick to your stomach.  

“Soobin let’s go.” You tug at his arm as you break eye contact with your mother, avoiding eye contact with his dad altogether.  

“Come on, let’s go.” You drag him out of the house, hearing your mom call for you but you slammed his front door behind yourselves and speed walked towards your house with your arms crossed over your chest. You were trying to walk faster than Soobin with your heart thumping loudly and irregularly from all the adrenaline but he had already caught up to you, hauling you back by your shoulder.  

“Hey, hey y/n.” He turned you around but you couldn’t dare look into his eyes. For some reason, you felt guilty.  

“Soobin I’m…so…so sorry for what my mom did. I can’t even begin to apologize. If you don’t want anything to do with me I totally get it. I-”  

“Hey, woah. Stop. They’re both at fault. My dad is, just as much as your mom. Nothing we said or did could’ve predicted this.”  

You bite your lip, staring at the liveliness in your house from just meters away. “I don’t want to go back in there,” you whisper, getting choked up. “What do we even say.” You were starting to panic a little. “We can’t stay here either, what if they come after us? I-I don’t w-wanna talk to them.”  

Soobin watched the brims of your eyes fill with tears, making his own widen in response. “Come here.” He pulled you towards him mindlessly, enveloping you in his warm embrace and all you could do was give in. You nuzzled your nose in his neck, inhaling his scent as you wrapped your arms around him too. It calmed you down fast enough because for once you weren’t alone.  

You were not ready for the aftermath of all of this. You never wanted to see your mom again, let alone talk to her.  

“There you guys are…woah…everything okay?” Beomgyu walked towards the two of you from the porch, noticing the tears in your eyes. He froze, not fully grasping reality since he was drunk himself. You quickly untangled yourself from Soobin and shot him a look that he immediately understood. Lie.  

Soobin straightened out his back, giving Beomgyu a reassuring smile. “She’s just emo because she loves you guys so much.”  

Beomgyu’s jaw dropped, smirking as he enveloped you in a hug. “AWHHH, me too.” You inhaled sharply, feeling the cool midnight breeze pierce through your nostrils as all the air got knocked out of your lungs from the tight hold he had on you.  

You awkwardly patted Gyu’s back until he let go of you in the weird chokehold-like hug he had you trapped in. He stumbled a step back, assessing both of you from head to toe. “No drinks?” he asks disappointed, throwing his hand up to his forehead to add dramatics.  

“No.” it was a swift and unified response from both you and Soobin, which had Beomgyu moping.  

“Ugh, well… most people are leaving anyway it's already 3 am.”  

Silence took over the atmosphere for a few painful seconds but it felt like forever in your head. You quickly snapped out of it though. Straightening out your posture after taking a quick glance at Soobin who was lost in thought as well.  

“H-hey. Beomgyu. Can we crash at yours?” you ask giving Beomgyu a hopeful look, hoping his intoxication wouldn’t question you.  

“Why? You literally live here.”  

Shit.  

“I know I just…” you pause for a second, taking a quick glance at Soobin who was giving you just as much of a confused expression as Beomgyu. “I don’t want to be alone in the house with all the mess everywhere.”  

You were a horrible liar. And Beomgyu noticed how you weren’t telling him the whole story. Something about the look in your eyes screamed of desperation. You really didn’t want to be home. And apparently, Soobin’s house wasn’t an option either.  

“Sure.” Beomgyu sighed, deciding not to go against you. He’ll find out later, and from the looks of it, it wasn’t Soobin at fault so who cares.  

You looked visibly relieved, as did Soobin who hooked an arm around your waist so you’d turn to him once Beomgyu stumbled back inside the house without giving the two of you a second glance.  

“Are you okay?” Soobin asked, his gaze softening once your eyes locked.  

“No. And neither are you. I’m in survival mode right now I don’t know what to do or think.” You sigh throwing your head back, kicking a random rock on the sidewalk.  

“Why can’t I have nice things happen to me for once,” you groaned.  

Soobin snorted, looking back at his house with a heavy heart which made his smile drop. If it wasn’t for you he would’ve gone back inside and punched his dad in the face. After everything, he still found new ways to fuck up. Hell, Soobin even started to feel bad for Isabelle.  

He scrunched his nose. “Should we just go to Beomgyu’s now? I’m not trying to linger around much longer for them to run after us.” He tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear, the sweet gesture pulling you out of the depths of your mind, mustering up your last bit of energy to crack a slight smile for him.  

“Yeah, let’s leave.”  

Luckily Beomgyu’s parents were on a trip to visit Gyu’s grandparents over the weekend cause it saved you A LOT of explaining and well…lying. The spare key was where it always was which made entering his house a no-brainer.  

You turned on the lights and took off your shoes, letting Soobin explore a bit in silence as you made some tea. After a minute he found you in the kitchen, taking out cups from the cabinet to then pour some hot water into both of them. “You really know your way around here.” Soobin remarks, sitting down on one of the barstools at the breakfast bar.  

“Yeah, I basically grew up in this house.”  

“Hmm…” Soobin once again realized the depth of your friendship with Beomgyu. He knew he had nothing to worry about but it was safe to say that he had a slight pinch of jealousy for the history you had with him and your other friends. He wished he could say he knew you better than them. But he didn’t…not yet at least.  

“What’s up?” you place the cup in front of him as you lean on your elbows opposite of where he was standing,  giving him a confused pout when you sense a change in his body language.  

He looked at you with a coy smile, slowly shaking his head as he fiddled with his fingers. “I was just thinking we’re not even that close.”  

You deadpanned at him, blinking in confusion. “You…you’ve seen me naked.”  

He snorted. “I know! But I mean, like I barely know you. The dumb trivial shit. From your favorite movie genres to your most embarrassing childhood stories, I want to know It all. I want to know you.”  

You looked at him with endearment, you could tell how sincere he was as he slipped back into his own train of thought. He has never felt this way about someone before. Liking someone so much so that it makes you openly desperate wasn’t really Soobin’s approach to dating. Usually, he’s the one being pushed around and sought after but you were different. If you’d ask him to jump, he’d ask you how high which basically meant that he was down bad.  

“I like dramas but also scary movies, and when I was seven years old I peed my pants during gym class. Luckily no one noticed but it was still really, really embarrassing.” Soobin looked at you with wide eyes, suppressing an obnoxious laugh that was boiling in his throat. Instead, he just huffed as the corners of his mouth curled upwards.  

“When I was 9 I slipped and fell face first into a puddle in front of my elementary school crush. She just laughed at me and I was so embarrassed that I started rolling around in the puddle to make it look intentional.” Soobin confessed, making you clutch your hand over your own mouth as you doubled over in laughter. He smiled with sparkles in his eyes as he watched your face contort with joy again after everything that happened tonight, and that’s how the rest of the next hour or so was spent. Telling each other stories about yourselves that didn’t matter anymore, though they did shape you into the people you were today. And, truth be told it was exactly the type of distraction that both of you so desperately needed right now.  

It was almost as if you two were going backwards. You were emotionally connecting with a one-night stand after the physical connection was formed, but there was so much more to your relationship already prior to sleeping together, so your dynamic was odd, to say the least.  

It was like hanging with an old friend, who you have a mutual crush on, but don’t know much about even though you’ve already made core memories with him. Hell, you even shared a traumatic night together already.  

Yeah…weird.  

Your conversation went on and on, shifting from the kitchen to the living room and by now the two of you had fallen asleep on opposite ends of the couch with both of your legs entangled.  

The sight was quite adorable from Beomgyu’s point of view who came home just a minute ago. He smiled softly as he draped a blanket over the two of you, leaving to go upstairs to shower and go to bed himself.  

“Dude I can’t believe you dipped like that. What the fuck happened? I get you’re horny and all but your mom literally came home in hysterics asking us where you were. She looked so worried and you didn’t answer your damn phone either.”  

You were awake for all of 5 minutes when you ran into Yeonjun in Beomgyu’s kitchen. You didn’t even know how he or when he got to the house, but you could only assume he came to find you because he was pissed, rightfully so.  

You opened your mouth and closed it again, not really knowing if Soobin wanted people to know about what happened yet.  

“If a lie comes out of your mouth, y/n. I swear to god.” Yeonjun growled.  

You stare at your fingers as you fiddled with them, not even noticing that Beomgyu came downstairs to join the conversation at the sound of Yeonjun’s nagging.  

He stood beside Yeonjun, ears perking up when he heard the shuffles of Soobin’s footsteps as he approached the three of you in the kitchen.  

You look up as you feel his presence next to you, and somehow you feel relief wash over your body. Even though he made your heart beat faster every time he was close to you, you also felt at peace with him in the room.  

“Wanna tell them?” Soobin asks you as he rests his hand on your lower back.  

Yeonjun gave both of you a look after searching for answers in Beomgyu’s eyes, but he just shrugged at his older friend, letting him know that this whole thing was a mystery to him too.  

You pout, raking your hand through your hair as your mouth becomes dry. “We uhm…” you start, but fall silent again trying to collect your thoughts.

“Babe, the suspense,” Yeonjun says crossing his arms to show his lack of patience, and that’s when Soobin took it upon himself to rip the inevitable band-aid off.  

“We walked in on our parents…having sex.” He says before pursing his lips together in anticipation of their reaction.  

You close your eyes at Soobin’s words. Feeling anger boil in your stomach at the thought of the cursed images in your head and the fact that you were going to have to face your mom sooner or later.  

Beomgyu’s eyes dangerously protruded out of his skull as Yeonjun’s hand clasped over his mouth to muffle a bewildered gasp. This is the last thing they expected to come out of your mouths.  

“There ain’t no way…how? What…” Beomgyu was left speechless for what seemed to be the first time in his fucking life and Yeonjun’s gaze immediately softened as he laid eyes on you. “You’re joking, is this a joke? Cause it ain’t funny.” Yeonjun tried to laugh but your stoic response made him realize you weren’t joking at all.  

“Y-your mom? With his dad?” Yeonjun asks pointing from you to Soobin and all you could do was nod avoiding eye contact.  

“Damn guys…that’s fucked. I don’t know what else to say.” Yeonjun says with a pout as he grabs your hand over the counter, squeezing it for assurance as a way of telling you that he’s here for you.  

“…Isn’t your dad like…married?” Beomgyu spits out without thinking. Yeonjun shot Beomgyu a glare but Soobin simply nodded for a lack of knowing what else to say. “Dad of the year am I right,” he says shrugging his feelings away. “I’m dreading going back there,” he adds looking at you to see you lost in thought. “Me too.” Your voice was almost inaudible, and watching you so pained by the whole situation made Beomgyu want to step in and do something to cheer you up.  

“You two can stay here, I just need to figure out what to tell my parents,” Beomgyu suggests, his tapioca pearl pupils seemed to grow with excitement by the thought of having you two move in here but it was short-lived.  

“No, I’m the worst liar. Thank you for the offer though.” Soobin says scratching the back of his neck.  

“Booo.” Beomgyu huffs giving you both a childish thumbs down, followed by a smack on his arm from Yeonjun. “But I get it. Totally.” Beomgyu quickly corrects himself, rubbing his tingling arm before giving Yeonjun a kittenish angry scowl.  

Soobin scoffed in amusement as you chuckle at the two of them before sharing your thoughts. “It’s going to raise suspicion. Plus, our moms are friends. She’ll call her immediately and I don’t want anyone to find out. This town is too small for something as big as this.”  

“Yeah. If Gyu’s mom knows, Tae’s mom knows, and if Tae’s mom knows Huening’s mom knows, and if Huening’s mom knows, my mom knows, and then the whole town will know.”  Yeonjun says dramatically counting his fingers with each one of their moms added to the list.  

“Then you take after your mom, for sure.” Beomgyu retorts rolling his eyes.  

“Proudly, and what about it,” Yeonjun argues, letting his index finger push Beomgyu’s forehead away.  

“Damn, it’s that serious?” Soobin asked wide-eyed, to which you all just nodded.  

“This town is like a gossip girl spin-off.” Yeonjun chuckled.  

You bite your lip, looking at the three of them. “I don’t think we have much of a choice other than to go home and…deal with it.”  

Soobin anxiously nodded at your statement. Sighing as he threw his head back in defeat. “Can’t wait...”  

You paced back and forth in front of your house for a good minute before entering, but just like you suspected already from the missing car in front; your mom wasn’t home.

You sighed in relief, and quickly inspected the after-party damage but to your surprise, the place was left spotless. You inwardly simped for your friends as you stood motionless in the middle of your living room, taking a mental note to thank Hueningkai and Taehyun for staying behind to clean up.  

You fluffed a random pillow and bit your lip, wondering if Soobin made it past the front door already. Just as you were going up to your room, the front door opened which made you freeze in place in the middle of the staircase. The sound of her heels on the hardwood floor confirmed it was your mom, followed by the sound of her voice.  

“Y/n!” she gasped, not expecting to see you back so soon. You tried to jolt back upstairs but your mom literally launched herself forward in an attempt to grab your ankle, which she did. You nearly tripped over, turning your torso towards her to send daggers at her through your eyeballs. “Really!?”  

“Next time you run away from home at least tell me where you’re going.”  

“That defeats the purpose of running away.”  

“Sweetie…”  

“Don’t sweetie me, I don’t want to talk to you. Let go of me so I can shower and ignore you for the rest of my life.” You were still spread out on the stairs with your mom clasped around your leg like a koala holding on to its sacred branch. It must’ve been a funny sight to see, but you wanted her off. You started to shake your leg with her still wrapped around it, and when you accidentally hit her in the nose she finally let go.  

“Ouch, you little shit.” She let go of you and got back on her feet again, giving you an annoyed scowl.  

“Deserved. Period. Maybe you won’t stick your nose in other people’s marriages now,” you tell her, knitting your eyebrows together to look extra mad. 

“…Oh y/n. Don’t make me the bad guy. I just took the bait. Don’t think I’m the only other woman he’s slept with during his marriage.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes.  

“…What.”  

“He’s a serial cheater. A piece of shit, but a hot one though. I won’t do it again if that’s what you want to hear. I’m sorry you had to see that.” She nodded, blinking slowly like a cat trying to show affection, but you shot her the same unamused glare from before.  

“I don’t believe a word that’s coming out of your mouth mom.” You give her a stoic look, not knowing whether to believe the first or latter part of her twisted apology.  

“Then don’t baby,” she shrugged, straightening out her dress as she walks down the stairs. “Dinner’s in the fridge buttercup.” She yells out before disappearing into the living room.  

You were holding onto the stair railing for dear life, frustration overriding your emotions. It was always like this. She’d brush over every disappointing situation with an insincere apology followed by pretending as if nothing ever happened. It’s like she doesn’t comprehend the depth of her actions and that they don’t just revolve around her alone. She made Soobin’s dad out to be the sole antagonist and even if he did sleep around, it doesn’t make your mom’s part in this whole ordeal any less significant.  

You were used to your mom and her antics. Her inability to feel for anyone but you and herself but it never affected people you cared for before, until now.  

She never stopped to think about how this affects you, Soobin, or Isabelle. How it could potentially wreck Soobin’s already broken home. Even though she knew everything he had been through she still decided to take part in ruining his life some more and that alone made you hate her.  

Angry fumes started to burn your earlobes. She’s not sorry she did it. She’s sorry she got caught.  

You dragged yourself up the stairs, wondering if your ability to feel empathy came from your deadbeat dad who abandoned you as a kid but that thought alone made zero sense.  

Maybe you were adopted.  

You looked at yourself in the mirror, sighing as you splashed some cold water in your face but when you came back up and saw the resemblance you had to both your mom and dad you nearly broke the mirror with your fist. The brims of your eyes filled with tears as you balled your fists on the counter, biting your lip until you tasted iron.  

You stepped out of your clothes and set the water temperature of your shower at a literal lava setting, hoping that the steam would not only clear out your sinuses but your mind.  

You had no idea what to do next, but all that you could really do was be brutally honest with Soobin and hope for the best as you continued to ignore your mothers’ existence. Your heart hurts for him more than ever, especially since he will start feeling the aftermath now that he’s decided to go home.  

Soobin didn’t even hesitate to walk into the house, his non-confrontational nature vanished when he saw his dad on that godforsaken couch, reading with his glasses on the tip of his nose bridge as if nothing happened. He took big strides over to him, ready to yell at his father and demand an explanation but a voice broke him out of his fury.  

“Oh, Soobin. You’re back.” Isabelle smiled at him. “Your dad said you were staying at a friend's? How was the party?”  

Soobin’s dad looked at Soobin with dilated, scared yet strict pupils. He was silently telling him to lie for his sake and looking at Isabelle’s twinkly pupils, Soobin just couldn’t get himself to continue. “Uhm…it was fun. Took a different turn towards the end of the night though.”  

He gave his dad a look with pursed lips and watched as his fathers’ shoulders tensed up. “Oh, what do you mean?” Isabel walked over, setting down a plate with cut fruits for both of them.  

Soobin took a piece from the plate, biting into it as he remained eye contact with his dad. It was a subconscious move to show that his dad had no business being relaxed now that Soobin’s back home.  

He won’t say shit with Isabelle around, just because he cared about her feelings. But once she’s out of view shit was going to go down.  

He forgot Isabelle was still waiting for Soobin to respond so he quickly looked back at her, though she was already onto something.  

“Did you guys get into a fight again?”  

Soobin simply shook his head and that’s when his dad got up, walking towards Isabelle to place a kiss on her temple. “No hon, nothing to worry about. I’m going to take a shower so we can go to your parents later today.”  

“Ah, so you didn’t forget?” Isabelle smiled at him, it was almost pathetic how in love she looked.  

Soobin’s eyes turned sad and looked away as he bit his lip. “Uhm, do you guys mind if I stay in? I have a lot of homework I need to finish.”  

Isabelle looked at Soobin a tad disappointed but nodded, giving him a quick pat on the back. “You always work so hard. Don’t forget to eat okay.”    

Soobin nodded as watched his dad move up the stairs without a word, followed by Isabel who had to get ready as well.  

He sighed, throwing his large self on the couch before realizing what happened here. He stiffened and rolled right off, suppressing a gag as he made his way to the kitchen quickly to quench his disgust with tasty snacks.  

He opened a bag of random sweets, sitting at the breakfast bar as he angrily chewed on the way too sugary biscuits. This house was a ticking time bomb, and he had to get out before he’d get buried in the ruins of it.  

You stared at the mess that was your bedroom with loss. Not knowing where to start with cleaning. Naturally, you moved all the mess to your bed and started putting things away accordingly. Once your sheets were revealed under all the mess, instant butterflies kicked in when you remembered what happened on them last night.  

You bite your lip, slipping into a daydream before you knew it you were already texting him.  

[Y/N, 5:56 PM]: Hi 👀  

[Y/N, 5:56 PM]: How’d it go?  

[Soobin,  5:57 PM]: Hey ☺️

[Soobin,  5:57 PM]: Isabel was home so I didn’t really get a word in. I couldn’t do that to her. I want him to fess up himself yk. Buttt,they left for some dinner a few minutes ago so I haven’t seen him really.  

[Soobin, 5:57 PM]: What I don’t get is how he can lie and pretend so fucking easily. It’s scary. It’s like don’t know who he is anymore.  

[Y/N, 5:58 PM]: ugh, I can’t. this is so messed up...  

[Soobin, 5:58 PM]: And you? How are things with your mom?  

[Y/N, 5:58 PM]: She’s…my mom. So, she gives me one insincere apology and pretends as if nothing happened. She even tried to blame your dad for all of it.  

[Soobin, 5:58 PM]: Damn…how so?

[Y/N, 5:59 PM]: I’ll tell you later, just don’t get how I came out of someone like her  

[Soobin, 5:59 PM]: Hmm ok, and same here. Can we talk about something else? Anything else? I would like some normalcy today.

You sigh, looking at your closed curtains, immediately getting the best worst idea ever. You walked over and ripped them open, seeing Soobin at his desk in front of his window.  

Really…he’s still living curtainless. STILL!?  

You shake your head, looking down at your phone again, and started typing.  

[Y/N, 6:01 PM]: Look up.  

As you press send you excitedly awaited his response and that’s when your eyes locked through your windows. A mischievous smile crept on his cute ass lips. He cockily leaned back in his chair and proceeded to rake his hand through his hair.  

He averted his attention back to his phone and looked your way again when your phone buzzed in your palm.  

You boldly kept eye contact until he lifted his phone up to your view, pointing at it to tell you to look.  

[Soobin, 6:02 PM]: cute jammies, what are those? Teddy bears?  

You looked down at your childish pajama set and felt your ears heat up. You didn’t even realize that you were wearing your most sexless sleepwear and laughed, doing random poses for him as you modeled your cute little outfit.  

Soobin bit his lip, chuckling at your antics with an amused glint in his eyes.  

You quickly grab your phone.  

[Y/N, 6.04 PM]: Don’t leave me hanging, show me your jammies.

Soobin looked from his phone to you with a dumbfounded look, giving you a  sassy smirk before he sent you another message.  

[Soobin, 6.05 PM]: Can’t do that. I sleep nude.

He eyed your reaction from afar and when your eyes got big as you look from your screen to him, he folded in laughter.  

You pout at him, giving him a thumbs down closer to the window this time while mouthing a stretched-out ‘Booo’  

He rolled his eyes at you, getting up to get closer to the window. You didn’t know what he was doing when you cocked your head to the side in confusion, watching him intently with a playful smirk.  

Soobin then lifted up his shirt, showing you his bare chest before sending you a sarcastic flying kiss and it had you rolling your eyes at him this time. He laughed at you. His eyes disappearing into crescent moons as he clapped his large ass hands together with glee.  

Oh it’s on. Mischief took over on your side of the window. You looked around the neighborhood but no one seemed to be around and that’s when you decided to just do what you initially intended to do.  

You maintained eye contact and lifted your top up, showing your bare boobs to him on full display for two good seconds as you mimicked his teasing from before. You dropped your top back down and watched his face go full tomato as his mouth fell agape. You were laughing so hard that you had to double over in order to catch a breath and that’s when your phone started buzzing in your pocket.  

You pick up with giggles, still enjoying the look on his face while he was frantically looking around to check if there were any neighbors out on the streets. “y/n!”  

Your laugh died down slowly. “Ahh, you should’ve seen your face.”  

“Omg, what if someone saw you? Are you crazy?”  

“Look who’s talking, you still don’t have blinds.”  

“It’s a delivery issue, they’ll be here soon” he pinched his eyes shut at a loss for words, looking at you rather lost soon after. “I- you’re insane.”  

“Dude. You mooned me on the first day, I just paid you back. We’re even now.” You smirked, but you watched Soobin grow more frustrated on his side of the window.  

“First off I wasn’t aware and SECOND, No, we’re not.” He growled pressing himself against the window.  

You lean forward to show some cleavage, unbuttoning the first button to give him even more of a show. “Why?” you coyly ask, biting your lip as you pressed your goods against the glass. “How bout’ now?”  

You watched him try to keep cool but the tent that was forming in his sweats was giving you the impression that it wasn’t working. He was flustered, yet didn’t want to lose control so easily.  

He licked his lips, staying silent for a second as he moved his phone from one ear to the other.  

“Get over here so I can suck on those titties.”  

His voice was low, serious, and demanding enough to make your knees grow weak.  

You choke on air, eyes growing wide as you swallow harshly. “U-uhm wow…C-can you give me like…3 minutes.”  

“3, not more.” He smirked at you and all you could do was nod as you watched him hang up the phone and walk out of his room.  

You quickly closed your curtains, changing into leggings and a top as fast as you could before collecting your toothbrush from the bathroom. You sprinted down the stairs, putting on your sneakers and a big ass trench coat that had pockets big enough for your phone, keys, toothbrush, and a set of fresh underwear.  

As your front door closed, his own opened. Soobin watched you cutely run over with soft smiles and giggles exchanged between the two of you. It was…disgustingly cute.  

Once you reached his front porch he lifted you off your feet, crashing his lips into yours as you clung onto his torso by wrapping your legs around his hips.  

The two of you made out as he walked both of you back into the house, crashing your back against the inside of his now-closed front door. You could barely see in the darkness of his hallway, letting your eyes get used to the dim lighting as his lips sensually moved against your own.  

His pillowy soft lips were tracing chaste kisses from your jaw to your chest and that’s when he ripped the coat off of you in one swift motion. His hands hungrily grabbed on to massage your boobs under your shirt when your lips reconnected with his own.  

It was messy but so good as you moaned into his mouth once his cold thumbs rolled against your nipples. “Fuck.” You huffed, rolling your core onto his hips to create the friction you so desperately longed for.  

Soobin grinned against your lips, leaning his forehead against yours as he lead you into the kitchen area. He propped you up on the counter of their breakfast bar and situated himself between your legs again. He bent his neck down to kiss you some more, slowly guiding his hands up and down your thighs. You were so out of breath that you broke the kiss, looking up at him through your lashes. He felt his heart swell as you did, smiling at him shyly before hiding your face in his chest. Damn you were cute. Fucking adorable to be exact.  

He chuckled and toyed with the hem of your top before lifting it over your head. Quickly discarding of the useless item of clothing and immediately got busy with your boobs, kissing and sucking on them just like he promised to. Your eyes lulled back, enjoying the divine feeling as a few strained moans left your lips. He stopped in his tracks, creating some distance to look at your body.  

“Shit.” He cursed, smiling down at you in complete awe of how gorgeous you looked right now. You returned the smile, your fingers nimbly curling around the waistband of his sweats and Calvins. “I want these off…” you whisper in his ear, making every hair on his neck stand up straight as a chill runs down his spine. “I still haven’t sucked your dick.” You confidently state, reminiscing back to what he said to you last night. “Blowjobs can wait” well…not anymore.  

“Then get to it” he mused, patting your hair adoringly as he tilted your chin upwards to look at him with his index finger.  

You paused for a second, “H-here?” you say looking around his large kitchen. It had a similar layout to yours, the only difference was that it had no windows. Thank god.  

“Well we can’t really go into my room unless you’re still into that whole voyeurism thing…so-”  

You shut him up with yet another kiss, pinching his cheeks together with your thumb and index finger as you guided your tongue into his mouth sensually and slowly. He closed his eyes for a second until you disconnected your lips from his, still pinching his cheeks together with a seductive smile on your shiny and absolutely swollen lips.  

“Where do you want me?”  

“On your knees.” His reply was short and hot enough to get you going as you let go of his face until he interrupted you. “But be careful, it’s a tile floor your knees might bruise.”  

You snorted, finding it cute how his sweetness always seemed to shine through even in sinful moments like these. “I don’t mind a few bruises.” You challenge him as you got down on your knees, looking up at him with big, innocent eyes and that visual alone pumped every drop of blood in his body straight to his dick.  

“You’re blue balling me.” He complained.  

“I’m not doing shit.”  

“That’s the problem.” He says and you chuckle lowly, finally pulling down his sweats when his hard, angry, and humongous dick springs free. It hadn’t even been 24 hours but you already forgot how big he actually was, and suddenly your confidence disappeared. Does your mouth even open wide enough to take him?  

“Hey.” He caressed your cheek with his thumb. “It’s okay, just go slow. It’s not like I’ll immediately shove it down your throat or anything.”  

“Hot, but no thanks. Not yet.” He scoffed at you playfully and you gulped, holding his shaft tightly. He was heavy in your palm and you weren’t shy to grab his whole sex from below his balls, propping him up for you nicely. He watched you closely, his gaze softening once your eyes found his again. You started collecting some spit in your mouth to then coat his tip with some so you could lubricate his length with your hand, twisting your wrist around to cover more of him. The friction wasn’t much but Soobin’s eyes were already closing, hearing a content sigh escape from his lips.  

You kept your eyes on him, licking from the start of his shaft to his tip to then take it into your mouth slowly. Sucking on just the head as you held his cock in place, eyeing how hot he looked as you slowly started to take him further into your mouth.  

You were fastening your pace and alternated from sucking, to licking and adding handwork when you felt like he needed the extra stimulation. You could tell the buildup was just right as he slowly started to lose control with being gentle, desperately rocking his hips forward from time to time as you did your thing.  

His moans were filling the room, bouncing off the walls in echo’s so soft and hot that it motivated you to take him further into your throat. He took a fistful of your hair, slowly guiding himself in and out of your mouth as he enjoyed the sloppy wet sounds of your suppressed little gags.  

He suddenly pulled out completely, taking over to pump himself really fast as he hovered his tip over your mouth. “S-shit baby, I-I’m-” he couldn’t even finish his sentence, you moaned to motivate him, placing your palms on his thighs, squeezing your eyes shut to prepare for what was to come and that’s when he coated your tongue, and chin with white spurts of his cum.    

You opened your eyes again, watching him see stars as he threw his head back for a second while he pumped out his high. It wasn’t long before you made eye contact though. Your sinful smile with strings of his manliness dripping down your lips almost made him cum a second time. He guided the lost droplets into your mouth with his tip so you sucked on it one last time, letting go with a pop while swallowing his load completely like a big girl.  

“Fuck…y/n, what the hell are you doing to me. Shit.” He kept cursing as he sweetly caressed your cheek again. You giggled and got up on your feet, turning around to rip off a piece of paper towel that was situated behind you on the counter and wiped your face and chest but it didn’t really do much. Soobin had literal twinkles in his eyes seeing the absolute mess he made of you, straight up looking like his personal hentai fantasy. “Damn,” he hummed contently trying to regulate his breathing so he could calm the fuck down.  

“I think I need another shower.” You sigh, looking down at yourself to assess the damage and once you locked eyes you both erupted in laughter.  

He laced his finger through yours, placing a sweet kiss on top of your hand.  

“I’ll lead the way.”  

After round two in the shower and round three under the sheets of his bed you knocked the fuck out. You were still situated on his chest when you slowly regained consciousness, but somehow waking up felt like hell. You were so disoriented and sore that it took you a minute to realize you weren’t in your own bed. You lifted your head from Soobin’s chest to look around but immediately regretted it. Squinting your burning eyes to get used to the obliterating amount of sunlight coming in through the window. How does he even sleep without blinds, you were seriously contemplating on dragging his ass to the nearest Ikea to come up with a temporary solution.  

Lost in grumpy thought you looked up at Soobin who was still sound asleep, his arm was wrapped around your waist tightly, the sheets barely covering him since you stole most of it in your sleep. His bunny lips were parted slightly, and from his breathing alone you could tell he was still far gone in dreamland. You couldn’t help but notice his beauty, softly smiling to yourself as you brush a piece of hair out of his eyes. You decided to let him sleep some more so you rested your head again, pressing your cheek flat against his chest with your eyes fluttering shut in peace but that same peace was soon disturbed when you heard voices coming from the hallway.  

“Is he ok? He usually doesn’t sleep in this late.” Isabelle’s voice was crystal clear and you were immediately alerted.  

Shit.  

Fuck.  

No.  

Please don’t check on him, please don’t check on him.  

“Should I check on him?” she asked again and that’s when you heard his dad’s voice.  

“No, let him sleep. Maybe he studied till late.”  

Your whole body relaxes as you let out a sigh of relief when you hear them walk down the staircase. You sit up, deciding to wake Soobin up because you still needed to have an actual conversation with him about your mothers’ accusations regarding his dad’s infidelity streak throughout his marriage.  

You seriously didn’t even know how to start, but waking him from his slumber was step one.  

“Hey.” You whisper as you shake him gently, but it only resulted in him mumbling something you didn’t quite understand as he stole the covers off of you, fully wrapping himself like a burrito as he turned his back to you. You chuckle, sitting up on your knees to violently shake him by grabbing onto his shoulders.  

“Wake uuuuuuuup” you nudge his back with your knee this time and that made him jolt right up, almost making you fall off the bed completely.  

He yelped but you quickly clasped your hand over his mouth as he stared at you in bewilderment. “Your parents.” You whispered as you took your hand off of his mouth and that’s when it struck him. “Fuck.”  

“Yeah.” You stare at his bedroom door for a second and almost scream out loud when you felt his cold hands wrap around your waist. He pulled you closer, moving you under him as he covered both of you with the blanket from head to toe. You were stuck beneath him in his makeshift fort and felt him nuzzle his face in your neck. “Now we’re invisible.” He muttered in his low sleepy voice, making you smile in defeat as you started to play with his hair.  

You felt your heart swell in your chest, realizing just how much of a simp you were. Fuck you might just be…falling in love.  

It’s like he noticed how hard your heart was pounding in your chest because he started rubbing your back in calming up and down motions and then it hit you like a brick wall.  

You haven’t felt this save in a man’s arms since…you were a kid.  

“I don’t want to get up.” He mumbled lost in thought, making you look up at him through your lashes. “Me neither.”  

You reluctantly let go of him, sitting up as you removed the covers from yourself and stared into nothingness for a second. Soobin eyed you carefully, putting his hand on your back for comfort. “You don’t have to talk to him or even look at him, I can easily sneak you out, it’s okay.” He was assuming you were stressed about seeing his dad again after everything but the actual thing you were stressed about was telling Soobin what your mom told you.  

You looked back at him and gave him a soft smile, grabbing his hand as you traced his veins gently. “Soobin I’m starting to really fucking like you.” You whisper with a slight crack in your voice which definitely didn’t go unnoticed.  

He sat up immediately, pouting at you as he pulled you close to him. “Ahwww” he furrowed his eyebrows. “Don’t worry okay? Me too. Me three. I do, I really do.” He smiled at you fondly, patting your hair before getting up out of bed. There was something so soft about his masculinity. He wasn’t scared to be affectionate or straightforward. It was one of his qualities you loved most which is what made you so comfortable around him.  

He quickly put sweatpants on and a random shirt he had laying around to then collect your scattered clothes around the room for you, handing them over to you with a shy smile and you instantly melted. You took the articles of clothing from his hold with both hands, and got up to get dressed, contemplating how to start a sudden loaded conversation with him. He watched you carefully, afraid you were going to vanish into thin air for some reason.  

It was scary how much he hated the idea of living here before, and now he couldn’t imagine ever leaving just because he met you. “I wish my mom got to meet you.” It slipped out of his mouth before he could even really think about it but that comment caught you off guard more than it should have.  

“I-” you swallowed harshly. “Me too.” Your eyes turned sad for a second and he immediately regretted what he said. “Ah, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get all emo on you.”  

Your eyes widened. “Don’t apologize. You’re allowed to miss her Soobin. I really wish I could’ve gotten to know her too, so I could thank her for birthing you. ” you giggled which made  Soobin sigh in relief at your words, giving you a shy smile before he averted his attention to the sudden buzzing of both of your phones.  

Soobin checked his phone, and to his surprise he was added to a group chat with you and your friends, all of them wondering how you two were doing as they spammed both of you with multiple texts. He sighed, showing you the chat once you were completely dressed.  

“They’re asking questions.”  

“Of course they are…” You quickly grab your phone, letting them know that you will talk to them at Uni tomorrow to shut them up for a while. You set your phone down beside you, looking at Soobin as he did the same.  

You bit your lip. “Soobin.”  

“Hmm?” he sat next to you on the bed, biting the inside of his cheek as he waited for you to start talking. “Remember last night when I told you that my mom tried to blame your dad for what happened…”  

Soobins ears perked up, and his body language completely changed, he nodded, waiting for you to continue.  

“While that…of course isn’t completely true, she did tell me that…apparently your dad is like…a serial cheater…” you wish that sentence came out of your mouth more coherently but looking at how Soobin’s whole body tensed up you recon that it wouldn’t have made a difference in outcome.  

“What?” his tone was so different from how he usually talks that it sent chills down your spine. You pouted. “My mom is a lot of things but she’s not a liar…she wouldn’t accuse him of something this big if she didn’t have proof.”  

Soobin closed his eyes, anger filling his whole body as he started to shake. You tried to put a hand on his shoulder but before you knew it he jolted out of the room in a split second.  

Your eyes widened, unsure of what was about to go down but you didn’t hesitate and ran right after him. He nearly flew down the stairs, angrily stomping through the house to find his dad and Isabel at the breakfast bar in the kitchen. 

Both of their eyes widened, and his dad immediately knew something was up. Right then Soobin grabbed him by his collar, easily lifting him off the chair and pushing him against the refrigerator door like a ragdoll. He was seething. Absolutely fuming.

“SOOBIN!” Isabelle got on her feet just as quickly and that’s when she saw you equally as stressed and scared as her. She was even more confused as she locked eyes with you, not knowing when or how you got here.  

“Soobin let go…please” you carefully tried but the sound of your voice made Soobin crash his dad’s back into the fridge even harder this time. “YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!” He spits out. His dad was scared by now but how could he not be? His perfect lie was about to unravel.  “First my mom and now her huh!? Were you going to sleep with this whole town and hope Isabel dies of cancer too so you can fuck up a different family this time!?”  

Oh my god.  

“You’re not even denying it.” Soobin’s voice softened as he watched his father struggle to breathe in his hold.  

He soon let go of him, disgust was written all over his face as he calmly turned to Isabelle, followed by some violent coughs coming from his father’s throat. Your eyes quickly darted to him to see if he was ok, but your attention shifted when Soobin started talking again.  

“I’m sorry Isabelle. But my father slept with y/n’s mother the night of the party, on that couch.” He pointed at the living room cocking an eyebrow as he casually announced the news. And all you could do was watch as Isabelle’s whole world fell apart. You saw something break in her eyes as her gaze redirected to Soobin’s dad who was awfully quiet. Frozen in place with his back still glued to the fridge even though Soobin had already let go of him.  “And apparently there have been many more.” He continued, cocking his head to the side with a bitter smile.  

You couldn’t believe you were witnessing this. Your eyes scanned all of their faces at once as you stood frozen on your feet.  

“Is it true?” you heard Isabelle’s voice crack.  

Soobin wasn’t sticking around for the aftermath, he brushed past them and for a second you thought he was going to leave you there but he dragged you with him into the hallway and that’s when the yelling match started between them.  

You winced as you heard glass break, your eyes widening in shock and disbelief after everything that just went down. “S-Soobin I’m so sorry.”  

He was putting on his shoes, giving you a look. “None of this is your fault.” He said getting back up to look you in your widened eyes. He looked back at the kitchen, hearing the arguing get louder and louder.  

So much for the perfect family his dad tried to create. So much for the empty promises of how things were going to be different this time. But none of it was real. Not when all of this time his dad was living a lie.  

You bit your trembling lip, trying to keep it together when Soobin started to put on your shoes for you, grabbing your coat as he wrapped it around you before holding you at an arm’s length. “I need to go see my sister.”  

His what now? Soobin grabbed his keys, looking at the kitchen one more time before he opened the front door, gently pushing you out and closing the door behind him.  

“You have a sister?”  

“Yeah. She lives like two hours away, but don’t worry. I’ll be back for Uni tomorrow.” He reassured you that he wasn’t going anywhere for too long but the thought of all of this going down without him around felt so wrong. It’s like he was in panic mode. Rushing to escape and get you as far away from this mess as he possibly could.  

Of course you understood. But somehow things were going too fast to process right now.  

“Do we just…leave them alone? I-”  

Soobin opened the trunk of his car, throwing in his jacket before shutting it as you stood there and simply watched him as he paced around. He was completely struck with adrenaline, and you knew there was no way you could stop him from going. If anything, it might do him some good to talk to another family member.  

“Please…drive save okay.” You walked over to him and grabbed his arm to make him look at you and once his eyes landed on you his gaze completely softened. He nodded quietly, pulling you into him. “I’m sorry you had to see that.”  

“It’s…it’s ok.”  

“No, it’s not.” His voice was stern and all you could do was nod, avoiding eye contact altogether.  

He sighed, pulling you into him and nuzzled his nose in your hair, inhaling the perfumy scent of your shampoo once more to calm himself down. Soobin squeezed you in his arms to then let go and kiss you ever so gently, afraid you’d break.  

You reluctantly let go. “Text me when you get there, please…”  

He nodded, smiling at you fondly before getting into his car without another word. He reversed the car out of the driveway and sped off, leaving you feeling empty as ever on the pavement.  

Going home made no sense to you, so your legs took you to the only house that did make sense to go to right now. It started pouring rain in the middle of your way there, but you didn’t care. You were letting the water cleanse you of all the bad energy you just encountered.  

You were worried sick for Soobin, feeling knots form in your stomach as nausea took over. You knew he probably didn’t have a home to return to anymore once he got back and the thought made you feel like it was your fault somehow. He’s been through so much this past year and you knew exactly what it felt like to be alone in a broken home full of lies and secrets.  

You couldn’t help but think of your father. Though your mom’s existence was a good enough reason to leave, you never got a real explanation from either of them. It’s like he was Voldemort. You could never speak of him or ask about him, so you made peace with the whole thing years ago, though it still ate at you from time to time. But this…this whole thing was opening up old wounds that would just leave new scars and you weren’t ready for that. Especially now that you finally felt like you were able to let yourself love someone again.  

Why couldn’t it be easier?  

Your chemistry and dynamic with Soobin came so incredibly natural that it felt like all four forces of nature were trying to sabotage your relationship as some type of balancing act. It was unfair.  

For you, for him, even for Isabelle.  

You were fighting tears the whole way, but when you knocked on Beomgyu’s door and watched his big smile falter when he opened the door for you, you fully broke down.  

“Y/n…” his voice was quiet as he wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry in his arms as he comforted you on the floor of his hallway.  

“You’re soaking wet…did you walk all the way here in the rain? Shit.” He quickly looked around and grabbed his mother’s scarf, wrapping it around you in an attempt to warm you up, but your teeth were still chattering as silent sobs escaped your lips.  

“Let’s get you in dry clothes and then we can talk okay?”  

You locked eyes with him, slowly nodding as you watched his face contort from pure concern to relief.  

“Ok, come on,” he says helping you up.  

“…Soobin?” his sister smiled widely. “You could’ve called! I would’ve made lunch or something.”  

“I’m…I’m not hungry. I actually really need to talk to you.”  

Soobin organized all of his thoughts in his head on the car ride over, he didn’t really know how to break it to her, or how to articulate all the scattered words in his head, but he had to somehow.  

“…Well it must be damn important if you drove all the way here?” she moved aside and led him into the living room, making him sit down on the large sofa.  

He looked around for a second. Feeling how warm, cozy, and loving her home felt just by observing the place. He kicked himself for not coming over more often, but after the move and everything else, he just couldn’t get himself to do so for some reason.  

“Want a tour of the house? You haven’t seen the place since we bought it.” She smiled at him sweetly but the absence in his eyes didn’t go unnoticed by her as he played with his fingers in his lap. She moved her weight from one foot to the other, wanting to sit down next to him on the couch but the moment got interrupted by tiny little footsteps on the hard wooden floor.  

“Uncle Bin! Uncle Bin!” his nephew ran around the corner, making Soobin look up from his hands. His eyes lit up in a split second, holding out his arms for the toddler as he launched his tiny body into Soobin’s arms. “Hey little guy, look at you, you’ve gotten so big!” Soobin lifted the kid up and placed him on his lap, rocking him on his knee as he tickled his belly. “I missed you uncle bin!” Soobin melted, squeezing his eyes shut as he showed his dimples while pursing his lips together. Talk about a cuteness overload.  

“I missed you too, buddy.” He pressed his finger into the identical dimple the child had. They kinda looked alike. At least that’s what everyone tells him.  

His sister smiled at both of them and placed her son on her lap but he was fighting her, wanting to go back to Soobin.“Hey, listen, listen. How about you go upstairs and draw Uncle Soobin something really pretty, and then afterwards you two can go get ice cream? Okay?”  

The kids’ eyes had literal beams emitting from them out of excitement. “Okay! But only if you hang it somewhere special.”  

Soobin hands clasped over his chest where his heart was with a smile and nodded. “Of course! I’ll frame it and hang it up.”  

“At home!” the kid chirped, but Soobin’s smile faltered a bit. “Y-yeah buddy, at home.”  

His sister noticed his drop in energy and protectively moved closer to him.  

“Okay, deal!” the kid was easily convinced as he sprinted upstairs, making both Soobin and his sister sigh in relief.  

She averted his attention to him once more, firmly squeezing his shoulder. He seemed to be feeling better already, though the atmosphere got heavier shortly after his nephew left the room.  

“Why are you really here Bin?” she carefully starts.  

“You want the short version or the long version?” he asks giving her a blank stare.  

“Short…no long.”  

Soobin nodded to himself and inhaled sharply, speaking incredibly fast. “Okay so, I met this girl 'cause she almost hit me with her car and she’s amazing, we’re neighbors, by the way, total coincidence. But her mom is… uhm…well single and one time she invited us over for dinner to welcome us into the neighborhood and even though I connected with y/n, I felt like something was up with dad and her mom so y/n threw a party two nights ago, but the drinks were finished so me and y/n were going to sneak into the house and steal some of dad’s whiskey collection but then we caught her mom and our dad fucking on the couch.”  

With an open mouth, Soobin’s sister was trying to follow his story but the randomness of it all overwhelmed her. “Huh!?”  

“Yeah, so dad cheated on Isabel, and I found out that dad has been cheating on Isabel just like he was cheating on mom during her sickness so I kinda snapped and assaulted him in front of Isabel and y/n and now I’m worried that y/n might see me differently but I literally ran away to come here a minute after that all went down and I don’t know what to do or how to go back, I’m actually going insane” Soobin was gasping for air as he uttered that whole monologue in one breath, carefully awaiting his sisters’ reaction by knitting his eyebrows together as he anticipated her response. So much for organizing his thoughts in the car…  

“Soobin.” She closed her eyes. “what was y/n even doing in the house? Dude, I’m so lost you have no idea, and you left her? Right after you reconstructed dads face?”  

“I didn’t hit him. And why aren’t you reacting to the cheating part, aren’t you pissed? I-”  

“Oh baby bro.” she closed her eyes, leaning back on the couch at a loss for words. “Dad has always been and will always be a piece of shit. Nothing that man does will ever surprise me. I’ve known about some of this but I always tried to shield you from it. I guess now that you’re older the puzzle pieces are starting to fit.”  

Soobin just nodded, drifting back into thought. “I can’t believe I almost bought his caring act.”  

“You know, I don’t think it’s an act. He cares for us deeply but…watching mom die fucked him up…badly.”  

Soobin looked up in surprise. “I’m not saying that it’s an excuse, I’m just saying that he started grieving her while she was still alive in the worst way possible and Isabelle is probably just collateral damage…our childhood was great when they still loved each other…when mom wasn’t sick.” A tear tried to escape from his sisters’ eye but she quickly wiped it away, staring at the picture of their mother on the coffee table.  

He was looking at it too, his heart filling with both love and sadness as he studied his mom’s face. He drifted back into deep thought as the two of them stayed silent for a second.  

“Is y/n your girlfriend?”  

Soobin’s head snapped in his sisters’ direction, it’s as if she sensed that he was thinking of you.  

“We’re…pretty new. But it’s heading in that direction. This all just complicates things.” He swallowed harshly, nervously picking at his cuticles again. “I don’t know how I’ll ever go back.”  

“Soobin…she’ll understand.”  

“I know she does, that’s not what I meant. I meant going back to the house.”  

Her eyes got sad as she watched him and moved closer to envelop him in a hug. He fully gave in wrapping his arms around her frame. “You can move here?” she softly suggested.  

Soobin let go of her, raising his eyebrows at the sudden offer. “Huh?”  

“I mean think about it. I have an extra room now, you can go back to your old college and it’s not like you’re moving across the country…I’m sure that whatever it is that you’re trying to figure out with y/n could also work with a little bit of distance.”  

Soobin’s lips parted as he contemplated the sudden offer. It seemed…viable in some way, but he did have to admit that the thought of moving schools again would suck. Especially now that he’s finally settled and made friends.  And you…oh my god. He knew you well enough that the distance would fuck both of you up for sure. But he had to be realistic and chose between staying, being miserable at home for years to come with a potential relationship that could end because of that miserable situation OR running away and chose not to fight that battle.    

“Won’t your husband mind?” Soobin asks, knowing damn well what the answer to that question was already. But he didn’t know what else to say right now.  

“No, of course not. He loves you.” She shrugged, giving him a pat on the knee. “Just think about it okay? Let’s get that little monster his ice cream.”  

Soobin barely responded to your texts, telling you that he’d drive out early in the morning to go straight to Uni from his sisters’ house right before you went to bed. You barely slept, twisting and turning in Beomgyu’s bed as he took the inflatable mattress on the floor. He demanded you to stay over after you told him everything and decided to obey him just because you really didn’t feel like being alone right now.  

After a quick stop at your house in the morning to shower and get dressed you were headed out for your first class of the day already. Going to school felt odd but it was a blessing in disguise cause it offered some type of normalcy after this hectic weekend. Before you got in Beomgyu’s car you stopped for a second to look at Soobin’s house just to see the empty driveway. You knew he’d be at school when you got there but for some reason, you were more anxious than excited to see him.  

You were waiting for him in the parking lot, your eyes lighting up when he pulled up and got out of the car after parking it swiftly. He looked at you with the exact same sparkles in his eyes and wrapped you in his arms for a long, warm hug.  

You sigh contently, holding him at arm's length. He was wearing dress pants and a white loose-fitting button up…to school?  

“You look…different?” you chuckle to break the silence, fixing a wrinkle in the material on his shoulder.  

“It’s the only thing I could find in my brother-in-law’s closet that fit me.” Soobin snorted, leaning his back against the wall.  

“How was it?” you asked with a hopeful expression but somehow Soobin found it hard to look you in the eye.  

“Uhm…” he started, but paused again. “We talked about my parents and…where it went wrong and stuff. My sister made me realize that her death left different scars on our dad than the rest of us.”  

You blinked at him, not fully comprehending but also kind of understanding what he was saying. “After our talk, I spent some time with my nephew…he’s really cute.” He smiled, missing him already, and seeing the look in Soobin’s eyes you couldn’t help but reciprocate his enamored grin.  

“Did you talk to him yet?”  

Soobin shook his head. “He called me like a hundred times but I’m not ready, Isabelle texted me that I was still welcome and that my dad’s staying at some motel in town, so I won’t have to worry about running into him for the time of being.”  

You moved a piece of his hair out of his eyes. “Well…that’s a temporary solution.” You sigh. “We need to come up with a permanent one.”  

“…Yeah…” Soobin didn’t know how to tell you about the offer his sister made, but he also knew that decisions had to be made fast. “I have to get to class.’ He tells you, checking the time on his phone.  

Seeing how absent he was made your heart feel heavier than ever. It’s like his body was here and his mind was somewhere else. You wished there was more you could do. “I’ll see you in our free period, right?” you asked, and he simply nodded, pulling you in to kiss you softly.  

“Did you guys hear about the festival at school, they want us to dress up as characters,” Beomgyu announces showing you guys the post on the school’s Instagram page.  

“Seems fun,” Taehyun adds, followed by Hueningkai’s loud laugh. “Dress up? Like what exactly?” he questions.  

You were not present at all during this conversation, nervously biting your lip as you kept staring at the door, waiting for Soobin to walk in.  

“Hueningie can dress as a lifesize penguin, Tae as some fighter and I can just be a cowboy-themed stripper.”  

“What about me.” Beomgyu moped.  

Yeonjun shot Beomgyu a pained smile. “You don’t need a costume to blend in.” 

The table laughed and averted their attention to you. “Maybe you and Soobin could do a couples costume? Like batman and batgirl or something. That’s cute.” Yeonjun suggests trying to cheer you up. You broke out your trance, giving him and the others a quick smile. “Y-yeah seems fun.”  

Taehyun was losing his patience with you and rolled his eyes. The whole table was trembling just because you kept shaking your leg in nervousness.  

“Dude quit it. He’ll be here.” He said putting his hand on your knee to make you stop. Your head snapped back, instantly halting your nervous tick as you bit your lip. “Sorry. But you should’ve seen him.”  

“Give the guy some rest, he’s probably still exhausted both emotionally and physically.” You nodded, agreeing with Tae as you crossed your arms on the table with a pout on your face.  

“Do you think he’ll move out?” Hueningkai asks, making Beomgyu look at him funny. “Where would he go?”  

“I don’t know. He has a sister, maybe there?”  

You looked up at Hueningkai with dilated pupils letting your shoulders fall and Yeonjun immediately noticed how sad that comment made you. “Oh my god, Kai shut up, can’t you see she’s already going through it.” He pulled you into him and you just gave in, resting your head on Yeonjun’s shoulder as he patted your head like a cat.  

“His sister lives like two hours away,” Beomgyu muttered through his teeth while leaning towards Hueningkai.  

“Oh...sorry.” Hueningkai quickly apologized with wide eyes, awkwardly laughing the pained atmosphere away as he rocked in his chair.  

“Oh, there he is.” Taehyun cutely waved at Soobin who immediately walked over to your table. You lifted your head off Yeonjun’s shoulder, pushing him aside to make room for Soobin.  

“Ha, I see how it is,” he says rolling his eyes and acting all fake hurt but still proceeded to scoot over so Soobin could sit next to you anyway.  

Soobin gave you a quick peck before he unwrapped his sandwich, not noticing the silence that took over the table as everyone stared at him all at once. He lifted his head, looking around just to get flustered by all of your eyes on him. “…Uh…what?”  

“What do you mean what?” Beomgyu huffed, pushing Soobin’s sandwich aside. “what’s your next move?” he continues.  

“And let us know if we can help in any way,” Taehyun adds.  

Soobin suddenly got overwhelmed with all their pitiful faces but you looked at him attentively, waiting for him to speak.  

“I-I don’t know yet.”  

“Well, what are your options? Do you have options?” Yeonjun asks this time.  

Soobin sighed, staring at his hands. “My sister she uh…” he looked at you this time, pausing for a second. “She offered me to move in with her.”  

All of their eyes darted from Soobin to you. You pursed your lips together, swallowing harshly as you turned to him. “Why didn’t you tell me?” you whispered but of course, everyone could hear.  

“…I…I didn’t know how. But it’s not like I made my mind up yet, I just…”  

You childishly got up and stormed off to avoid either an emotional breakdown or a temper tantrum, leaving everyone at a loss for words back at the table.  

“Dude,” Beomgyu says wide-eyed, watching a frozen Soobin with a shocked face, still glued to his seat. “She came to me crying last night, worried sick about you. She even opened up about her dad for the first time” Beomgyu wasn’t one to get angry fast but he had a distaste for injustice. “What?” Soobin says turning into a statue.

“You do know her dad left under similar conditions, right?” Tae added.  

“I-” Soobin stuttered, eyes guilty and wide. How did he forget?  

“Oh my god, for the love of god, go! Run after her. Go!” Yeonjun says pulling Soobin out of his seat with all of his strength.  

Soobin didn’t fully grasp what was going on but his feet started to run in your direction automatically.  

He spotted you at the end of the hallway. You were speed walking out of the building, so he decided to take the short route in order to catch up to you outside.  

He ran through the large double doors, making a quick turn so he could grab you. “Y/n wait!” Soobin hasn’t run this fast since PE in high school. He was completely out of breath, pulling you into a random alley around the school building.  

You stared at him in bewilderment, quickly wiping your wet eyes so he wouldn’t notice but it was already too late. “`Y/n…” he sulked, grabbing your face with both hands so he could make you look up at him.  

You sniffed, removing his hands from your face and created some distance. “I want…I want to be alone.” You lied.  

The thing is that you knew what was best for him. You knew that moving in with his sister was what he needed to do for himself, but selfishly you wished he’d stay. You wished his future would be brighter with you in it, but not when there’s a dark cloud following him home every day. How could he heal if he couldn’t move on?    

“I thought that…maybe there was something more there than just…sex,” you whispered. It made Soobin’s eyes widen, taking a step closer to you so he could take your hand in desperation.  

“There is! Trust me you know I’d never hurt you like that. I told you how I felt about you so many times but this…y/n it's’ bigger than us. We’ve barely been in each other’s lives for two weeks”  

Ouch. That one rubbed you the wrong way, but in his defense, it just came out of his mouth miserably.  

“So that’s it then? Soobin…do you know how hard It is for me to open up to anyone!?” Anger started to take over as you yanked your hand out of his hold.  

“…You’re acting like there’s no way we can make the distance work.”  

“You’re the one who made it seem like our time together is forgettable enough to not even explore a different option other than moving across the state! We both know that the shift from being literal neighbors to being cities away is going to kill us.”  

“Well staying in that house is going to kill me!” Soobin raised his voice in frustration, making you take a step back in silence as you looked at your feet.  

“It's not fair,” you mumble as your voice cracks, which made Soobin soften up again.  

He didn’t want to admit that you were right, because admitting meant that he had to just be okay with losing you and he didn’t want that. However, deep down he had already made up his mind. There’s nowhere else for him to go other than his sister, and after everything, a family might just be the thing he needs most right now.  

“Y/n I don’t want us to end like this. I don’t want you to feel like I’m choosing not to stay and fight for you. It’s not that black and white. I can’t be a good boyfriend if I stay under their roof. It’ll consume me.” His voice cracked too as he stared at you with despair.  

You looked back at him, trying your hardest to fight your tears. “Then it’s best if we go our separate ways now before someone seriously gets hurt.”  

Why were you doing this?  

Soobin’s eyes widened. “What?”  

“Like you said, it’s barely been two weeks.” You shrugged. Striking first was always your way to cope so you wouldn’t get hurt. It was your way of staying in control, but it was no use because it already hurt. So. Fucking. Much.  

“Y/n…don’t.” Soobin tried to grab your hand again but you didn’t let him. He watched tears spill from your eyes this time, and right before he could say something else you were already gone.  

Your mom was on her weekly grocery shopping spree and not so accidentally stumbled into the department store. She was going to buy you something in hopes it’d make you less angry at her, even if it was just a little bit.  

She was used to the stares from countless men surrounding her. The sound of her heels and the smell of her perfume announced her presence before she walked into the room. It’s like she ran this town as she greeted every employee.

She was scanning aisle after aisle, hoping to get you a cute bag or something until she spotted a familiar tall figure in the luggage section.  

“Yeah, I know. I still have some unpacked boxes, so I’ll just throw the rest in a suitcase.”  

Your mom moved in closer, eavesdropping on the conversation Soobin was having over the phone with his sister. “Why are suitcases so damn expensive,” Soobin mumbled in annoyance, grabbing the tag of another one behind it.  

Your mom squinted her eyes, moving her cart aside so she could get closer to him. “Going on a trip?” your mom’s voice scared the fuck out of Soobin, he nearly dropped his phone and almost knocked over the whole rack of suitcases as they made eye contact.  

Your mom smiled at him widely, raising an eyebrow still calmly awaiting his response. “I…uh…I’ll call you back.” He quickly hung up the phone and regained composure, straightening out his back after putting his phone in his pocket.  

“I’m guessing you’re the reason my daughter’s been extra sad lately?” She assumed, crossing her arms.  

“Uh..extra? I- What do you mean…”  

“She’s always grumpy. cause she lives with me. But ya know…she hasn’t been eating or sneaking out in the middle of the night so I’m guessing.” She rolled her index finger in the air theatrically to end up pointing it in Soobin’s face. “That it has something to do with you.”  

Soobin licked his lips, not knowing how to get out of this one. “I think it’s better if you talk to her about it.”  

“She doesn’t talk to me. We both know that.” Your mom rolled her eyes, making Soobin even more uncomfortable than he already was as he looked around the store.  

“…Mam, I’m sorry but-”  

“You’re not leaving her, right?” She interrupted him. “Because it looks like…you’re leaving,” she said pointing at the suitcase.  

“You and my dad didn’t give me much of a choice.” Soobin bit back. Your mom raised her eyebrow in pleasant surprise. She liked the fire Soobin had in him. Just because it reminded her of herself.  

“Where are you going Soobin?” Your mother asked sternly.  

“To live with my sister.”  

“Where?”  

“It’s like 2 hours away.” Soobin sighed, but that made all the puzzle pieces fall into place in your mothers’ brain.  

“Soobin. You’re not leaving my daughter like this, not another man. You can’t just pack up your shit and go. She already went through that once. It wasn’t pretty.”  

“She…she broke up with me? And it’s not like I want to. I don’t have much of a choice.” Soobin says in his defense. It was like he was reliving the last conversation he had with you.  

“Oh, you dumbo, do you really think, that someone as in love as her would selfishly make you stay in a situation that would make you unhappy? I might not be mom of the year, but I know my baby.”  

Soobin paused for a second…hold on….in love? He wasn’t quite following anymore, too overwhelmed with the fact that he was even having this conversation with your mom of all people.  

“Let’s go talk somewhere else shall we.” She said looping her arm through Soobin’s. He mindlessly followed her, feeling like he got kidnapped in public.  

It didn’t take long before they made it to a random café, your mom got both of them coffees as they sat down at a table outside. Soobin politely thanked her for the drink, wrapping his hands around his hot cup.  

“First off. I apologize for taking part in…your life going to shit.” Your mom immediately says as she sits down in front of him.  

Soobin’s eyes widened, swallowing harshly. “But just so you know, if it wasn’t me it would’ve been the other housewife next door so…”  

Soobin snorted, bitterly smiling at his cup. “With all due respect, it would’ve made things less complicated if it was the other housewife.”  

Your mom let out a cackle, admiring his sense of humor. “I bet yeah…But I mean it. I’m sorry.”  

He nodded and silence took over completely. Your mothers’ expression switched from playful to worried as she watched Soobin take a sip of his drink. “I’ve never seen my daughter happier than she has been for the past two weeks you know.”  

“I got the impression that you weren’t really around to notice,” Soobin says taking a bite of his complimentary biscuit while remaining eye contact. For an introvert, he was really pushing his social boundaries today, cause he was bolder than ever.  

Your mom scoffed. “I’m a single mom with a daughter in college. Someone has to pay for that tuition, and I can’t really make that happen by sitting around, can I?”  

Soobin raised his eyebrows, nodding to show that he understood. He didn’t want to ask any further questions because he knew that getting answers to how your mom made her money would complicate things even further, but he could definitely guess.  

“Speaking of college. Have you tried the dormitory?” She asked interrupting Soobin’s thoughts.  

Soobin nodded, leaning back in his chair. “They had no available units cause it’s the middle of the semester and even if they did it's too expensive.”  

Your mothers’ ear perked up. “I can help.”  

“What? No. I’m not taking your money.”  

“No, no. I mean…I know someone on the board of your Uni. I could easily make it happen.”  

“…H-how?” Soobin was showing interest now, waiting for her to continue talking.  

“Ever since I found out y/n was accepted into that school I started cozying up to one of the school board members if you know what I mean. To make life a bit easier for us if needed.”  

Soobin couldn’t help but scrunch his nose at the revelation, but he had more questions. “Why would he help?”  

“Because he doesn’t want his wife and kids to know what daddy did two summers ago.” Your mom grimaced wiggling her eyebrows, making Soobin cover his mouth in disbelief.  

Shit.  

“That’s evil…but I’m in.” Soobin says with determination in his eyes, mimicking your mom’s mischievous grin.  

“Leave.” You were hiding under your blanket, trying to get Yeonjun to leave you the fuck alone this Friday night. You didn’t even know how he got in here, but you can only imagine that it was your mom’s doing.  

You were still mourning your potential relationship with Soobin and couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that he had probably already left without saying goodbye.  

“No.” he groaned, rubbing his forehead. “It’s the costume party tonight. Get your ass up.”  

“I’m not fucking going.” You protest, turning your back towards him like a child. 

“Yes, you are, get up. Fun is what you need. It’s what I need,” he says shaking you violently to get a reaction out of you.  

“I don’t even have a costume.”  

“Yes, you do. I made Beomgyu pick up the batgirl costume for you.”  

“What?”  

“I’m a Virgo, y/n. I think before you do.” Yeonjun winked but you still weren’t really warming up to the idea of leaving your house for a stupid college party.  

“There’s no batgirl without batman.” You mumble bitterly.  

“Now…that’s not very feministic of you.”  You rolled your eyes but Yeonjun’s patience was running thin as per usual. He sighed, ripping the covers off of you. 

“Trust me. Please.” Yeonjun climbed on top of your bed and looked at you with desperate eyes.  

He stared at you fiercely and you stared back, but when he started to pout you gave in, aggressively kicking the air before getting up. “Where’s the fucking costume?” you spit out in defeat.  

Yeonjun’s eyes lit up, giggling like a baby as he pulled the costume out of his bag.  

Luckily it didn’t take too long to get ready, Yeonjun assisted where he could and pushed you out of the front door in no time. He gave your mom a quick wink, who was situated on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. She raised the wine glass towards Yeonjun and took a sip, smiling to herself as she averted her attention back on the tv once you both left.  

“Woooow, look who it issss, It’s batgirl!” Beomgyu beamed at you, excitedly walking over as he held out his hand for you. He made you twirl around for him once and you could help but crack a smile, especially since he handed you your favorite drink. “You look great!” He screamed over the blaring music.  

“So do you…but uhm…what is…” you tried to guess who he was supposed to resemble but you had no idea to be completely honest.  

“I found out Yeonjun changed his costume to sexy vampire, so I dressed as Buffy the vampire slayer.” Beomgyu chirps wiggling his eyebrows up and down. 

You cackled out loud, showing a genuine smile for the first time in a while. “It’s ok if people don’t get it, he’ll definitely understand, and hate me for it,” he says with a mischievous grin on his face. “Well, you look very handsome Buffy.” You compliment him before you both down the drinks in your hands in one go.

Shortly after you watched Hueningkai and Taehyun approach dressed as the penguin from happy feet and Mike Tyson, the boxer. Tae even drew the gap in his teeth with some black marker and you applauded his eye for detail followed by all of you touching the fluff on Hueningkai’s adorable suit.  

You were thankful for them, just an hour ago you would rather stay in than be here but now that you were actually having fun again you felt so much better already.  

You looked around, raising your eyebrow. “…Hey, where is Yeonjun?”  

Yeonjun’s sexy vampire attire was more than in the way as he ran across campus. The fucking shit he does for his friends is insane. His cape was flying in the air as he ran towards the dormitory building, catching stares and laughs from people all around.  

He got there out of breath, knocking on the door of the room across his own with the little energy he had left. “I’m here.” He announced, and that’s when the door opened with a dramatic swing.  

Soobin’s bottom half was dressed in the batman costume and his top half was well…nude.  

Yeonjun eyes traveled down his body before making eye contact shortly after to snap out of it “…You’re late! WHY did you call me here, she’s already at the party and why aren’t you dressed?”  

“I can’t get in this thing by myself, it’s tight as hell and I can’t zip it from the back either,” Soobin complained as he pulled Yeonjun into his room, closing the door behind him so Yeonjun could help him get dressed in private.  

“Aren't you glad this room comes with blinds” Yeonjun teased as he pulled on the spandex with all his power from one side as Soobin pulled on the other side.  

Soobin rolled his eyes with a smirk finally getting one arm into the suit, followed by the other shortly after. The sight must’ve been a hilarious one to see because the two of them were moaning and groaning, completely out of breath by the time Yeonjun was able to zip up Soobin’s suit.  

“Now let’s hope you don’t have to pee 'cause I’m not helping you do that.” Yeonjun jokes which made Soobin shove him aside with a smirk.  

“Here’s the mask,” Yeonjun says grabbing it from Soobin’s bed. “Now let’s go. I’m dying to see the look on her face once she sees you.”  

Yeonjun was already at the door but Soobin hesitated, looking in the mirror with big insecure eyes as his gaze met Yeonjun’s. “What if she actually hates me.”  

“She doesn’t,” Yeonjun says grabbing Soobin by the arm. “Trust me. She’ll be happy to see you, just don’t forget to mention the fact that you’re staying.” He says giving Soobin aggressive pats on the back before the two of them left for the party.  

You went around the building to get into photobooths and talk to some of your classmates. Everyone was complimenting you on your costume but even though you were usually awkward with compliments, you decided to confidently own it and thank them with a smile. A fake one at that, because even though this thing was a good distraction, Soobin still lived in your mind rent-free.

You avoided the crowd on the dance floor and walked over to the table your friends had already claimed prior to exploring the grounds. “Ok, I’m seriously starting to get worried about Yeonjun. What if he ran into one of his exes?” you say as you sit down.  

“He's over there,” Taehyun announced, pointing at the entrance and that’s when you saw Yeonjun, followed by some masked dude in a batman costume. You looked at your attire and then back to him...and that’s when it clicked when you noticed his unique lip shape.  

It was Soobin.  

Your eyes widened as you stiffened and before you could say anything Beomgyu got up, running off to the dance floor while Tae gave you a motivating pinch on the shoulder followed by a thumbs up from Hueningkai as they followed Beomgyu to give you some privacy.  

You stared at Soobin in disbelief, although, it didn’t quite go unnoticed how good he looked in the skin-tight suit he had on.  

Shit. Shit. Shit.  

Why would they arrange this!?  

“I’ll leave you two to it.” Yeonjun gave you a wink, pushing Soobin down on a chair he pulled out next to yours.  

As Yeonjun disappeared it was hard for you to look at Soobin. You were literally going to kill your friends for doing this. Putting you in matching outfits was one thing but leaving you alone was another.  

Soobin bit his lip, wishing it wasn’t this awkward between you two. “You know…I walked around campus with a spandex wedgie, had Yeonjun dress me and everyone kept looking at me so I would…appreciate it if…you’d talk to me.”

He started to nervously bounce his leg up and down awaiting your response and that’s when you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You looked at him, cracking a smile. “We look…ridiculous.” You start, making Soobin smile at you from ear to ear. “We do.” He looked at the table and then back at you with a shy smile, taking your hand in his own as he sighed. “I’m sorry about…our fight. I never should’ve said the things I did and-”  

“I’m sorry too. I realized I was just…pushing you away.” You interrupted him which made him sigh in relief as he nodded.  

“But I don’t think it changes anything Soobin, like…it’s really sweet that you showed up and it’s even sweeter that your introverted ass went to these lengths to do so but…you’re still…leaving.”  

Soobin looked up with wide eyes, remembering that he still had to disclose the biggest fucking turn of events.  

“I…I’m not leaving.” Soobin says, which made your head snap back into his direction, your shaky pupils looking for more answers in his own as your heart stopped beating.  

“Huh?” your mouth fell agape, and he nodded to assure you that he wasn’t playing with you.  

“It was your mom actually.” Soobin smiled.  

“…My mom?” you raised your eyebrows in surprise.  

“She got me enrolled into the dorms here.”  

“What!? How!?”  

“She…knew a guy.” He vaguely explained.  

“…Of course she did.” You smiled to yourself in disbelief but for the first time in a long time, you were happy that your mom is who she is.

“…Why didn’t you tell me before? The past week had been absolute hell.”   Soobin pouted, squeezing your hand for comfort. “I wanted to be 100% sure. I didn’t want to give you any false hope if shit didn’t work out and I literally got the keys to the place today, you wouldn’t believe it; I live right across from Yeonjun so that’s going to be…eventful.”  

You listened to him speak attentively, with stars in your eyes. Your heart swelling more and more by the second.  

“Once he found out he and Beomgyu set the whole mission of reuniting batgirl and batman in action so…here I am.” He remarks as he opened his arms.  

A smile crept up on your lips, launching yourself forward to kiss him as you swiftly moved onto his lap; not caring who was watching or that you were in public.  

Soobin was startled at your directness at first but immediately relaxed into the kiss once you moved sideways on his lap. He wrapped his arms around you, firmly grabbing onto your waist so you wouldn’t slip and slide against him because of your costumes’ as he skillfully yet passionately made out with you.  

You were pulled out of your little bubble as you heard cheering from the dance floor. You both stopped for a second, looking back as you see the boys cheering, clapping, and celebrating as they looked your way and all you could do was laugh at them.  

So maybe you could have your happily ever after after all? 

They minded their business again soon after, but somehow it made you want to join them with all of the adrenaline still rushing through your bloodstream.  

“Come on, let’s dance.” You tried to get up but Soobin stopped you from moving, violently shaking his head. “You’ve awoken the monster.” He says, looking down at his crotch.  

“What?” you stared at him in disbelief. You knew you looked hot, but this…  

You couldn’t help but laugh at the bizarre situation, but he just sulked at you.  

“Y/n if I get up the suit might rip, just so you know.”  

“Well then stop it!” you yell  

“I can’t control it!” he yells back.  

You clasped your hand over your mouth to stop laughing, but Soobin gave you a scowl, throwing his head back in pain. “Well, what do we do about it?” you ask.  

“…”  

He crashed his lips into yours once you made it past the entrance to his new room. He pushed your back onto the mattress, yanking your body down the bed by your legs which made you yelp at his eagerness and the way he was manhandling you. “Soobin the…fucking suits,” you interrupt, making him halt his movements for a while.  

He thought about it for a good second, knowing damn well the two of you would not be going back to that party anyway. He turned you around, giving your ass a hard smack before ripping the suit apart at the hem by your butt. You gasped in shock, but he pushed you back down with an evil smirk, ripping his own suit apart as well to reveal his dick. He pumped himself a few times, spitting on your pussy and his own length to make this more enjoyable for the two of you as he swiped the wetness up and down your slit with his tip.

“You good?”  

You nodded into his pillow, hugging it as you lay on your stomach. He inserted himself gently inch by inch, making the two of you sigh in relief when he bottomed out into you. He eyed your reaction but you seemed to enjoy it, so he started moving slowly, steadily pumping his length in and out of you as your moans grew louder once he found a nice rhythm. This position was new to both of you, but it felt amazing as he grazed all the right spots deeper than ever.  

“You take me so well baby.” He whispered in your ear, which gave you goosebumps all over. He leaned his chest against your back, reaching around to squeeze your tits that were still snugly fit inside the stupid batgirl suit with his large hands.  

His movements started to get rougher, skin-slapping sounds filling the room accompanied by both of your moans and groans. You were feeling euphoric, your eyes rolling back as he crashed his hips into you harder and harder. His hand moved from your chest to your throat, cutting off your breathing by pinching the sides of your throat just the right way until it sent you over the edge completely.  

You screamed his name as you came, desperately gasping for air but seeing you so fucked out and helpless only edged him on to keep going. You were grabbing fistfuls of his sheets as he continued to prone bone you into the mattress until he reached his own high, you were completely overstimulated, but you couldn’t say that you hated it, in fact; you think you might've just discovered a brand new kink. He pulled out right before he erupted, coating the back of your suit with cum as he let out a loud groan filled with pure ecstasy.  

His breathing was ragged, but he looked down at you in awe as he calmed down. “So pretty.” He mused, watching how the moonlight coming from the window shone on your cum covered bare ass.  

You looked back at him with a corny smile, before realizing where the only source of light was coming from…. his goddamn window.  

“Soobin…for the love of god.” You say pointing at the open window.  

“yeah, yeah I know.” He said quickly putting on a random pair of basketball shorts over his suit so his dick wouldn’t flop out.  

You giggled and went into his bathroom to clean yourself up quickly. Soobin however was still on cloud nine and moved around the room like a sloth. He turned on the lights so he could shut the curtains but just as he took a hold of the curtain to close it, he froze; watching a frat guy give him a thumbs up from the windowpane of the opposite building.  

Fuck.  

It seems like Soobin is and will always be…someone’s naked neighbor.  

The end

[ijhyo]

NEWS FLASH! — teaser

in the months he’s been running through seoul stopping crime as the masked superhero sonic, beomgyu’s managed to keep his identity hidden. that is, until, you ask him to secure an interview with the speedster for the school newspaper. what is meant to be a once off deal results in beomgyu having to spend more time around you, both in the suit and out, as a new threat emerges threatening your safety and the city’s.

PAIRING. superhero choi beomgyu x fem reader

GENRE. superhero au ; college au ; secret identity ; fluff ; slight angst ; reluctant friends to lovers

WARNINGS. swearing ; kidnapping ; injuries ; nsfw jokes reader hates sunghoon so be warned ; action scenes ; mention of panic attacks but no one has one

WORD COUNT. est <20k

FEATURING. yeonjun (txt), sunghoon (enhypen), yeji + yuna (itzy), sumin (stayc)

A/N. what's up my people! i told you i would have another beomgyu fic for yall didn’t i? this is wayyy overdue (was supposed to be for a collab event but um. anyways! the fic is more than half finished rn so let's all cross our fingers that i'll be donw before may. speaking of!! ty ty mayjay @tyunni for the header 🫶🏾 check this out too idk lol. okay, okay im done byeeee

TAGLIST. @pr0dbeomgyu @xiaoting999 @yyx2 @soobin-choi @4junmain @tsupuffs @yjwfav @mykalon @junityy @iyeonjuni @fairybinie @fallingforhoon @hanlvkes @soobisms (send an ask to be added)

In case it wasn’t clear, Universe, when Beomgyu said morning he meant eleven o’clock. Earliest. Not ass-crack o’clock and getting woken up by incessant knocking on his door.

He gets up and feels a crick in his neck from falling asleep on the couch. Expecting to see Yuna ready to collect his form that he has not yet filled out, Beomgyu straightens out his shirt, trying to make it look like he didn’t just roll off his couch. He has a total case of bed hair, but that’s hot, right? If he doesn’t draw attention to it, he can pretend it’s on purpose. Girls like messy hair.

With that in mind, Beomgyu opens the door with all the confidence in the world, his winning smile ready on his face, only to fall the moment he sees who is standing outside his room.

“I have a proposition for you.”

You wave a dismissive hand in his face and he swats at it petulantly like it’s a fly. “Please, save the pleasantries. Let me in, yeah?”

“What the fuck, Y/N?”

You, decidedly, were not Yuna. Where Yuna was all soft and shy smiles, here you are, deadpan expression and scowl all over your face.

“What part of that was pleasant to you?” Beomgyu bites out but steps away from the door anyway.

“You fill out that form yet?” you ask, looking around his room. If you were any other person, he might feel a little self conscious about how messy it is, but, as it stands, he’s just annoyed. What are you even doing here?

“No,” he responds curtly, eyeing said form precariously. He doesn’t understand why you even care, honestly. It’s like your sole purpose in life is to annoy him. “What do you want?”

If you can hear the clear irritation in his voice, you ignore it. “Imagine my surprise when my sweet, innocent little freshman—who I graciously took under my wing, mind you—texts me at ten PM asking about extra yearbook club forms because a ‘super cute guy just dropped by’...only to find out that it’s you.”

Beomgyu’s brain flits between a smug Yuna thinks I’m cute and— “You’re Yuna’s Junior Head?” The last bit was meant for his head but judging from the look you’re giving him, he said it out loud.

You just stare at him blankly, clearly unimpressed. “You should count yourself lucky that I didn’t just throw all the extras away once I found it was for you—” Beomgyu scowls— “but I guess I was feeling charitable. I came over to drop it off last night but you weren’t here.”

Shit. Yuna being in his room while he wasn’t here was manageable. She seemed too nice, too kind, too had basic human decency and wouldn’t go through his shit. You, however? Beomgyu wouldn’t put it past you to leave a dead rat or something under his pillow. He doesn’t say any of this though, in case you didn’t plant a dead rodent somewhere so as to not give you any ideas. He just shrugs noncommittally. “Went out.”

You hum. “Figured. Which is why I was so surprised to see this.” You pull out your phone and turn the screen to him, the gallery app opened up and there on the screen is—

“What the fuck, is that a dick pic?”

“What?” You turn the phone to stare at it, mouth hanging open slightly.

“Oh my god, did you take an unsolicited dick picture of me? What the fuck, Y/N? That’s, like, so uncool, what the fuck?”

“Oh, relax, it’s not yours. You should be so lucky.” Beomgyu has half a mind to strangle you right then and there. You swipe at the screen a few times before huffing out a breath and showing him the screen again. “This is what I was talking about, my god.”

And it’s him. Sonic. In his famous and easily identifiable blue and white suit, the grey embroidered lightning bolt running down his entire spine, body halfway out of his bedroom window, about to start his patrol. Holy shit.

Beomgyu can feel his eyes bulging out of his head. No, no, no, this can’t be happening. He’s been so careful! Sure, sneaking out of his window almost every night wasn’t the smartest idea but he had limited options! And he always made sure that there was no one around on the streets and he was literally as fast as light. He never had to worry about anyone seeing him because he moved faster than the brain could compute. This was never supposed to happen!

You hum, either oblivious to his internal panic or simply not caring, it’s not clear. “Interesting, right?”

“Uh…” Beomgyu says smartly.

Pocketing your phone, you clasp your hands together in front of you. “Now, this is where my proposition comes in.”

He groans dramatically, already preparing himself for the worst. “What do you want?”

“Get me an interview with him. With Sonic.”

“What?” Okay. He did not prepare for that.

“You heard me,” you say, shrugging, as if what you said was a completely normal request. “Otherwise this photo gets posted and the whole school finds out that you are Sonic’s secret bootycall.”

“I’m his what?”

This is insane—You are insane. Beomgyu would have laughed out loud at the absurdity of the situation if you weren’t standing here in front of him, arms crossed across your chest, clearly serious.

He baulks. “No, I am not getting you an interview with Sonic, are you insane?” It isn’t even a serious question because Beomgyu knows the answer to that. You are a citizen of Crazy Town, Population of One.

“Well, why not?”

“Aside from the fact that there is literally nothing I would rather do less, I don’t like you.”

You scoff, rolling your eyes. “I’m not crazy about you either, believe me. But you clearly know him.”

“That’s inconsequential and can’t be proven.”

“I have literal photographic evidence of him leaving your room.”

“Gah!” Beomgyu feels like he’s nine years old again, arguing about one thing or the other with you in class to the annoyance of your teachers. You always had a knack for getting on his nerves and it doesn’t help that the two of you were put in the same class every year for school. Even when his family moved from Daegu to Seoul and he thought that finally he was free from you, you had transferred to the same school as him.

He genuinely thinks that the two of you aren’t able to have a normal conversation without arguing. (It was actually suggested by one of your high school teachers that it might be best if you just join the debate team together. Bad idea. Him and you on the same team? Yeah, right.)

Going to college has been a sort of safe haven from being around you all the time, even if you did, once again, follow him to the same exact school. He’s just glad that the two of you are doing completely different courses and that the campus is big enough so it is almost virtually impossible to run into you. That is, of course, when you are not tracking him down to his room. “What do you even want an interview with him for?”

You look like you want to fight him. He can see your jaw clenching and your eye is twitching a little, a telltale sign that you are reaching your patience with him, and he is prepared to get into it with you when you uncharacteristically let out a frustrated groan and proceed to throw yourself onto his couch.

“Ugh!” you whine, pressing the heel of your hands to your forehead. “The newspaper committee has this stupid, dumb as fuck, running competition for all the junior editors to decide who will be Editor in Chief next year and stupid, dumb as fuck, Park Sunghoon’s stuff keeps getting chosen over mine because ‘No one wants to read about how there is no hope to stop global warming, Y/N. People want to believe they can make a difference. Why don’t you write about plastic straws instead, like Sunghoon?’ and—Ugh!

“Up until now my plan was to just, like, kill Sunghoon so the spot would go to me by default, but now I can interview an actual superhero and no matter how many stupid fucking turtles Sunghoon writes about saving, there is no way he can get a front page over that. So. Get me that interview.”

Beomgyu blinks dumbly, physically recoiling. “Uh. Okay…”

“Okay?” Your eyebrows furrow.

“Not okay okay, just…okay. Like, woah, okay, that’s. A lot.” Beomgyu thinks that this might be the most you’ve ever said to him in one go that did not include you cursing him out or complaining about how annoying he was. It was weird and a little disconcerting. He didn’t like it.

“I know.”

“It’s the most you’ve ever spoken to me in one go.”

Your face twists up at that. “Gross. Don’t make it weird.”

“You’re the one asking for my help, remember.”

“No, no, this is blackmail,” you correct, wagging a finger in his face and he slaps it away.

“You can’t even prove it’s my room.” He knows it’s futile, that he really has no choice but to give in, but just like the sun can’t help shining, he can’t help fighting with you.

“Oh, please, the people at this school are stupid and will believe anything. Plus, now that I’ve seen what the inside of your room looks like, I can just work a little photoshop magic and add things that are recognisable, have your friends comment on how the room looks a little familiar, and boom. My work is done.”

Beomgyu studies your face carefully, looking for any cracks that prove your bluffing, but he knows you and if there was one thing about you, you never bluffed. Everything you said, you meant. Fuck, he can’t let that photo get out. You might believe that he’s not Sonic and that he just knows him, but others might not and it would only be a matter of time before someone makes the connection between him and his superhero persona.

You raise a single eyebrow. Beomgyu sighs loudly, defeated. This, he tries to rationalise, is the lesser of two evils. “God, fine. I’ll get you that interview.”

“Great!” You jump to your feet with a flourish, very clearly satisfied with yourself and Beomgyu’s scowl deepens. You hold a hand out for him to shake and he pointedly ignores it, not that you care. “I’ll text you where he should meet me. Pleasure doing business with you. Also, get that form handed in. And stop seducing my freshman!”

He watches as you leave his dorm and feels like he’s just ran three laps around Seoul (and yes, he’s done that before). Throwing himself onto his couch, he covers his face with a cushion and lets out the most frustrated scream of his life, then abruptly stands up. Walks over to his door. And locks it.

[huckleberrykai]

choi soobin ~ birthday bunny

pairing: sub!soobin x sub!fem!reader summary: just two tired horny lovers messily helping each other out. genre: SMUT 18+ only MDNI warnings: subxsub (kinda both switches implied? but very subby lol), 69, very messy - mentions of cum, saliva, etc. uhhh some petnames, they call eachother bunny a lot notes: idea from mooniee! ur brain is giant. also i haven't written subxsub before so i hope this was a decent first attempt 😭 word count: 1k click here for my masterlist!

"please let me eat you out, i'll make you feel so good i promise~" soobin flashed his best puppy eyes at you in an attempt to get you to fold, before pressing more sloppy desperate kisses to your neck - as he had been doing most of the night.

"but it's your birthday bunny... wanted to make you feel good instead." you retorted. he sighed sweetly when your hand came up to brush through his soft hair.

"well since it's my birthday i get to choose." he whimpered into your ear. he hovered over you and pawed gently at your waistband - both of you still fully clothed, having spend the last 20 minutes desperately kissing and biting at each other - hips rutting together in a weak attempt at friction.

the day had been busy to say the least, having a get-together at the dorms for soobin's birthday followed by a chaotic attempt to visit a restaurant together where beomgyu managed to catch the table cloth and send everything flying onto the floor.

by the time you got back to your apartment, soobin was tired and desperate for you - sleepy and subby, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good and maybe get off against the mattress. you were having similar thoughts, completely ready to just let your boyfriend take over and use you as he wished ~ which got you into this situation.

your heads were deep in subspace, and neither one of you had the desire or the energy to take over.

"okay." you caved. if the birthday boy just wanted to be buried between your legs then so be it. he genuinely enjoyed giving you head, and damn did he show it.

"wait.."

while you tried to reposition yourself, soobin stopped you and laid back onto the bed. "turn around please."

you did as he said, letting him pull off your clothes as you sat back onto his bare chest, shirt lost along with your own. your back was towards him, and he gently tugged your backside up for you to sit on his face.

soft whimpers went from his mouth straight to your core as he took in your scent. the whimpers turned to full-blown whines when he took his first taste, your sounds now mirroring his own. you held onto his hips as he held you firmly against his face, sloppily making out with your cunt - soaked with arousal and now covered in saliva.

completely lost to the pleasure, your eyes had been squeezed shut since he started. upon opening them finally, you noticed how strained the bulge in his boxers was. well that can't be comfortable right?~

so like a good helpful girlfriend, you pulled his big cock from his boxers, pushing the waistband down.

"ah-" he reacted to the cold air hitting his hard-on. "mm.. please.. help." he muttered into your messy cunt. the tip was red and leaky, looking painfully hard and in need of your attention.

with a hum you leaned forward to grasp his pretty dick in your hand, smearing the precum down his shaft while he continued eating you out like his last meal - grip on your upper thighs bruising. you couldn't find it in yourself to care though when he started sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue over it while he moved a hand to your core, prodding at your entrance.

you moaned out louder than you thought, the sound slipping out without you being able to stop it. this only spurred your boyfriend on further, pushing two fingers into your weeping hole with ease.

you bent forwards, giving soobin better access to your pussy, and took his neglected cock into your mouth. "a-ah- fuck.. bunny- please" his words were incoherent, but the vibrations went right to your bundle of nerves - causing you to spew out a string of just as incoherent words when you pulled off of him. "soob- ah.. please.. please bunny oh-"

you swallowed thickly as you felt your high approaching, licking at soobin's dick and pumping him in your hand - sticky with saliva and precum, mess dripping down his balls and all over your hand and face.

so desperate to feel good and to please each other, you couldn't care less about the mess.

you took him into your mouth again, bobbing your head and keeping one hand on his hip for stability. he thrust his fingers into you quickly, now keeping his pace as fast and steady as he could while he suckled at your clit.

the room was loud with obscene squelches and desperate mewls, begging each other for release. each sound you made only stimulated his cock more, and you felt him twitch against your tongue.

"m' gonna.. fuck ah-"

before you knew it soobin was shooting thick, hot streams of cum down your throat right as you felt your own knot snap. you pulled off of him with a soft 'pop' and kept pumping him until you'd milked every last drop. he squeaked at the overstimulation while he lapped up your cum - earning a cute gasp each time he grazed your clit.

his cum was all over your cheek and hand, messy pool of spit at the base of his cock mixed with his own fluids. you weren't looking much better either - wetness and spit all over your spent pussy.

you climbed off of your fucked out boyfriend, turning to see the mess you'd made of him - cheeks and chin shiny with cum and spit and a big stupid smile plastered on his face, whispering "thank you bunny."

his eyes closed and he reached out to you with grabby hands to come cuddle with him. "m' love you soob. happy birthday." you breathed out as you snuggled into his chest. "i love you too baby."

you fell asleep before you even had the chance to clean up, but that was a problem for future you <3

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[lemon-boy-stan]

CHOI BEOMGYU I WANNA BITE YOUR NECK

[jaylaxies]

KINKTOBER DAY 17 — SHOWER SEX

PAIRING: beomgyu x fem!reader

GENRE/CW: smut, unprotected sex, fingering, possessiveness, marking, overstimulation, shower sex, usage of nicknames, a hint of fluff.

WC: 666 words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni

A/N: hihi, angels! I really hope that you like it! :3 all likes, comments, reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! it keeps me motivated and happy! iloveyou all <3

If someone ever told you that Beomgyu would be rude to you then you would have laughed in their faces.

Choi Beomgyu was one of the sweetest boys you had ever come across, his smile was beyond beautiful and he looked at you with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. He was mischievous, not to mention how he was head over heels for you.

You never thought a day would come when Beomgyu would treat you disrespectfully.

You’d be lying to say you didn’t like it.

“You are mine. Do you understand it?” He spoke with such a deep voice, sending shivers down your spine.

You were pressed against the cold shower tiles, Beomgyu’s hands around your waist pulled you even closer to him, his torso pressed against your back. Your mind had stopped working the very moment he got into the shower with you, turning you to face him, his hand on your neck tightening as he spoke with his lips brushing against yours.

He was your roommate, with whom you had hooked up a few times, enough to call your relationship a friends ‘with benefits’ one. Somehow, midway your fucking sessions, he had grown to develop some feelings for you, the same one which he poured out once you got home from the get together.

He wasn’t pleased to see you get cozy with your ex, laughing at his words and giving him a hug. It should have been normal, considering how you had a mutual breakup, however, to Gyu it was something that made him jealous for the very first time.

And he wasn’t afraid to show it.

“G—Gyu! I’m yours,” you screamed out, bodies wet with the shower turned on, warm droplets of water caressing your body.

“That’s exactly what I want to hear, baby,” he smirked, spreading your legs with one hand, pressing his cock against your back as he kisses your bare shoulder, sucking and biting it hard enough for it to bruise and form marks.

He chuckles when you try to grind against his fingers which so teasingly played with your wet folds, a sigh leaving your mouth as he roughly shoved his fingers inside your pussy, hands firm on your hips to support your figure.

You whined, “please fuck me, mark me and do everything you have to! I belong to you and you only!” You screamed out in desperation, he had been teasing you for half an hour straight.

Your legs grew weaker, moans came out broken and Gyu loved every second of seeing you falling apart on his fingers, he didn’t let you breathe for even a second before he pushed his dick inside of you, overstimulating your clit by rubbing it alongside.

The shower made everything sloppier, which you found to be hot, especially when Gyu kept on calling you such filthy names, making you clench around him helplessly.

Your head tossed back at the feeling, resting on his shoulder before he wrapped his arm around you in a secure manner, fucking you faster with a groan leaving his lips.

Just when you were about to have your second orgasm, he slid his cock out of your pussy, turning you around and pushing your back against the wet tile wall, slamming his lips onto yours in a rushed and possessive kiss.

He pushed his cock into you once again, bottoming out and hitting your g-spot perfectly with how he kept his pace fast and steady, his lips on your neck yet again as he nipped on your skin.

You shake, moaning out his name as you reach your second orgasm for the night, eyes closed and lips bitten as Gyu filled you up with his cum, the water falling on you both as you breathed in hard.

“I’m never letting you go, you’re mine forever,” he spoke, eyes soft as he pulled you in a gentle kiss.

You smiled into the kiss, lips brushing against his as you confirmed.

“I’m your forever, Gyu.”

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[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Can't help it

Choi Beomgyu x gn reader

a/n i'm literally feral for him i'm so sorry in advance for this word vomit

It's late at night in the dorm, but that doesn't stop your boyfriend from being a menace.

✫彡wordcount: 600

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut, p w/o plot, drabble

ಠ_ಠwarnings/contents:

rough sex, possessive dialogue, hand holding(god damn it), begging, choking, dumbification(sorta?), spitting, biting, pet names(gyu, baby), not edited

SMUT UNDER THE CUT MDNI

You open your mouth to let out a moan, and it quickly gets muffled by his thumb stuffing it's way into your mouth. "What did I tell you?" He halts his hips and shoves his finger deeper into your mouth, holding your jaw with his free fingers.

Beomgyu pushes your tongue down and smirks at your pliant, open mouth. He purses his lips and lines them up above yours. A small dribble of his saliva drips into your waiting mouth. He removes his thumb and pushes your jaw shut gently, smirking as you swallow urgently.

"You want the boys to hear you? You want them to hear all those pretty moans?" You shake your head, looking up at him with begging eyes- urging him to keep fucking you. But all he does is sit with his cock buried deep inside you. "Good," he groans, adjusting his hands to hold himself up. "They're all for me."

His thrusts return full force, knocking the wind out of you. He lets himself down slowly to lay ontop of you all the while his hips pound into yours. He reaches for one of your hands, holding onto it tightly. "Fuck," he whimpers into your shoulder, feeling you tighten like a vice around him. "So good," you whisper back, although- the loud slapping of skin would be a dead giveaway even without your moans.

"Don't stop," you cry as your peak approaches, "Gyu!" His hips pause again, and he uses his free hand to push himself up. Your free hand goes over your mouth with a gasp. "Sorry- I'm sorry."

One hand wrapped up on yours, the other on your neck, he looks down at you with glazed eyes. "You can't stay quiet for anything, huh? Do I fuck you that good?" He asks as his fingers tighten on the sides of your neck. You can only let out a small hiss at the sensation, beginning to grind your hips against his. "Answer me."

"Yes, I can't help it! You fuck me too good! Please, keep going, please," your begging makes his heart flutter and he begins to roll his hips slowly to meet yours. "God~, Gyu."

"Oh, Baby... you want to cum so badly, don't you?" He purrs, letting loose his grip on your neck just as you begin to see stars in the corners of your eyes.

"Uh-huh, make me feel so good. I wanna cum, Gyu- please? Please, please?"

"If you cum, you better be fucking quiet, got that? I'm the only one who gets to hear you like that."

You nod, squeezing his hand as he begins to fuck into you roughly once again. You bite your lips, the effort of holding back your sounds has tears welling up in your eyes, staring up at him.

"Cum for me," he coos, letting you pull him down with your free arm. He hums as your teeth come in contact with his shoulder, just harsh enough to break the barrier of his skin. You force down your moans into quiet whimpers, squeezing his hand as hard as you can as your legs begin to shake. The coil inside you unravels all at once, leaving you a quiet, shaking mess underneath him.

"Good," he soothes, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand and leaving small kissing on your exposed neck. "You did so good for me, baby... now it's my turn."

[planetdream]

— BITE !

this post contains; smut [biting kink. anal. fingering. pussy eating. ass eating. spanking/slapping—a few times. spit play. squirting. cum.] beomie being a bit of a tease. the smut is tame ngl. aftercare if you squint really really hard.

pairing: choi beomgyu x reader | words: 1794

💌 thought of this randomly at like five am one night, and it was honestly supposed to be posted weeks ago but oops. anyways, feedback and such always helps <3 hope you guys like this cause i got a lil nervous about it.

Perhaps it can be blamed on the fact that he just can’t get enough of you, but in the simplest way to describe it, Choi Beomgyu has a biting kink. It’s something that you didn’t notice at first, never actually thinking about it, either, until one day when you playfully murmured a ‘bite me’ with the roll of your eyes after joking around with him. And with Beomgyu being himself, of course, he sees that as a challenge.

“Are you sure about that?” There’s a sly, daring smile on his face as he looks to you. He’s already calculated a series of possibilities and outcomes just from your simple two-word rebuttal.

You hardly get much of a moment to react to it before he’s on you, backing you up against the nearest flat surface, which happens to be the wall that separates the kitchen from the living area. On any normal occasion, Beomgyu’s lips would have been pressed against yours almost immediately. That changes this time around when he tilts his head and leans into your neck.

He licks a long stripe along your skin before kissing it and sinking his teeth onto the spot. Sure, if his teeth had been any sharper you’re sure he would have drawn blood, and maybe you want the pain that comes with that. Unfortunately for you, though, Beomgyu’s actions lure a small whine from you, which in return draws out a laugh from him.

“Barely got my hands on you and you’re already whining like a whore, huh?” He’s pulled away from you by now. His gaze is piercing more than normal—or ever, for that matter. Naturally, Beomgyu has soft and playful eyes, a deep shade of brown that is somehow deeper and darker at this moment.

“Nothing to say.” With the right voice inflection that could’ve been a question, but it’s not, and you know that, but still promptly shaking your head a bit in response.

He returns to what he’s doing, grabbing at your jaw and tilting your head to the side at just the right angle. This time he bites at a new spot, just above your collarbone. He doesn’t bite too harshly, just nibbling onto your skin enough to eventually leave a mark imprinted on you.

“Gyu, stop playing.” A part of you wants to pull away, but obviously, your body doesn��t agree with it. And instead, you’re holding Beomgyu close to you, a hand in his hair and the other tugging at his shirt.

“Already begging me, too? Didn’t know you were so needy.”

His fingers play with the hem of your shirt, slowly inching it up and pulling it off you, throwing it to the side. Before you know it, he’s pulled your bra down leaving your tits on full display for him. He leans down, and as he cups your breasts, wrapping his mouth over your nipple and letting his tongue swirl over the bud. He sucks you in, pulling off your nipple with a pop sound. He moves his head and does the same thing to the other, pinching and playing with the nipple that’s not in his mouth.

You watch him as he has his way with you. Occasionally biting your nipple before he pulls against the skin. Moving his tongue along every inch of your skin, even spitting down into the valley of your breasts.

He’s standing straight now, capturing your lips against his for just a moment before pulling away. His hands are at your hips and he moves you around, your back now to his chest.

“You think you can take me right against this wall?” He asks, grinding against your ass. “Maybe even let me fuck this pretty little ass?”

You nod your head, poking your ass towards him. There’s a faint laugh you hear from Beomgyu and then his hand is reaching towards the fly of your pants. When he unzips your pants, his hand is down them in no time, fingers instantly toying with your clit. You shudder a little bit, a slight moan escaping your lips. And even though all of this it’s like you’ve only blinked a couple of times. Beomgyu is quick, yet precise with every move he makes, and thus, with every finger that he lays on you. He knows all of your spots, where to touch you, and what makes you feel amazing.

“Right here? That’s where you wanna feel me?” After a few quick circles onto your clit, he dips his fingers further into you, collecting your wetness on his fingers.

He pulls his hand away though, instead, choosing to pull down your pants. You’re practically fully naked in comparison to Gyu, nothing but your bra and your pants down at your ankles—which you’ve now kicked off yourself. You shiver a bit, trying to control your breathing in the cold room. Beomgyu kneels down, slapping your ass once before biting into the flesh. It catches you by surprise causing you to jump but Beomgyu holds you in place.

His hand goes between your legs, toying with your clit as his tongue licks along your slit. Collecting wetness on his tongue, sliding it across your cunt before sucking you in, practically drinking you. He moves his tongue up, now swirling it over your asshole. He kisses the hole, before spitting down onto it; mouth back on your ass, moaning into you as he licks you. He stands, slapping your ass once again as he gazes down at you.

“Stay right here. Don’t move,” Beomgyu leaves for just a moment. You can tell from the sound of his foot hitting the cold hardwood floor that he’s in a hurry.

He’s back in no time, now with a bottle of lube in his hand. In his mind, he’s glad that he remembered where he put it because otherwise, he would have been looking for at least ten minutes before he called you in to help him. He’s back to you, so close to you but still not touching you. The feeling of him, calm but still threatening behind you, tickles up your spine, causing you to shiver a bit.

He grabs your hips, pulling your ass towards him a bit more; then he opens the cap and you feel the cool liquid pouring down onto you. His fingers follow, lightly grazing over your hole before he dips two of them into you. The stretch is different from when he fingers your cunt, it always has been. It’s a tight fit, but Beomgyu always works into you so slowly and deliciously it makes you wonder how you’re still standing. Knees weak at the feeling of him stretching you out, but you wouldn’t want it any other way.

He slowly removes his fingers and tosses the bottle elsewhere. Beomgyu fumbles with his belt buckle a bit because of how slippery his hands are now. He laughs but it doesn’t deter him, finally getting his belt off, pulling down his pants and underwear effectively in one motion. He lines himself up to you, a hand resting on your ass as he lightly pokes his tip into you. It’s like all of his patience has led up to this very moment; he just needs to keep it up for longer.

As if he could. Once he pushes into you, it’s like the center of the universe is all right here, inside of you. You reach out for him, to touch him. Every sense and nerve in your body is heightened, on edge and the only way to calm it all down is to feel him. Beomgyu knows this, finding your hand instantly and interlocking your fingers together. He takes it slow, pushing deeper into you before pausing and pulling out slightly. He continues this pacing for what feels like hours, and gradually he increases his speed.

The faster he gets the more you whine out of him, your grip on his hand even tighter at this point. He takes his arms and wraps them around you, to which you hold on tightly to him. He pulls you closer to him, holding you tightly as he lowers his head, biting down onto your shoulder once again. The bite isn’t too harsh and you can feel saliva dripping down onto your skin.

However, the faster he fucks into you, the harsher his hands are on you. Squeezing you close to him as he ruts into you. Eventually moving a hand away from you so he can play with your cunt. Fingers run quick circles against you before he dips into the wetness of your cunt, plunging his fingers in and out of you. The rhythm of his fingers blended perfectly in sequence with his hips. The feeling of having both of your holes filled reminds you that there’s one more—grabbing his other hand and thrusting his fingers into your mouth.

Just from this sensation, you allow yourself to lose it a little: eyes rolling back as you fuck back onto Beomgyu. Hips stuttering when he reaches a particular spot and continues to hit against it. He holds onto you as your legs give out a bit, allowing for you to shake in his hold.

“Yeah? You’re gonna cum for me?” He removes his fingers from inside of your cunt, and brings his hand down on you.

Slapping down on your cunt in several quick, harsh motions. Wetness leaking from your cunt and splashing onto the floor as he continues the quick slaps against your pussy. Your voice now strained from how much you’ve been moaning out for him, begging for him in any way that you could. And he finally lets you make a mess, all over him.

Still fucking into you until he reaches his last stretch. Burying himself deep inside of you, his hips jolting and moving so slightly. He can’t help the moans he makes, choosing to silence them by biting onto your shoulder again as he cums deep inside of you.

Beomgyu pulls out of you slowly, watching as his cum drips out of you, further making a mess beneath you. He mentally rolls his eyes at the fact that he’ll have to clean it up later, but for now he just enjoys the sight.

“Are you alright?” He asks, holding onto you, noticing how your legs almost give out with the first step you took.

“Yeah,” You catch your breath. “We’re gonna have a long talk about this biting kink you have though.”

He laughs. “Yeah, after I take care of you, alright?”

He kisses your cheek and takes your hand, helping guide you to the bathroom.

“I’m serious, Gyu. We have to talk about it,”

“Alright,” It’s a simple response because Choi Beomgyu has to have the last word.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[sweethyuka]

Crossdresser

Beomjun/Yeongyu ship

This one has me cringing 😌💕 bwahhahahh help

word count: about 1.5k

smut warning🥵

Tags: crossdresser!Beomgyu, dom!Beomgyu, sub!Yeonjun, loss of virginity?, alcohol consumption, anal fingering, anal penetration duh, idk, i was imagining wolfcut Gyu for dis one.

*~*

"Round two!!", the group of business men yelled around midnight, dragging their manager, who was already drunk , stumbling and trying not to fall on his ass to the next bar.

"Oh you're gonna love this one, Mr. Choi.", one of the men said as they pulled up to a bar called 'Club Drag".

"I don't know if I can drink anymore...", Yeonjun tried to oppose lightheartedly with a chuckle.

"Don't be silly! We've seen you go all night! Now, ladies, set him up with your best.", a taller bunny-like male winked at the glamorous ladies that greeted them at the entrance.

Happy to comply, two queens took Yeonjun by the arms, pressing against him as they pulled him to a private booth.

"Number one will be with you shortly.", the two giggled before running off.

Yeonjun sighed and leaned back against the red leather seat of the wide club booth and took a moment to try to sober himself. Looking around he saw the lighting was dimmed, and there was a bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice on the low table.

He hadn't had champagne in a while so he decided "fuck it.", and popped open the bottle, pouring some into one of two glasses that were on the table.

"Pour one for me, pretty boy.", a velvety voice called from the wide doorway of the private booth.

Yeonjun's eyes looked over the alluring beauty standing before him, pale, pretty legs exposed, only covered by fishnets, as the strapless black dress that was tight to her waist only fell just below her bottom. His eyes making his way to her face to take in plush red lips and dark, mysterious orbs starring him down, veiled by long black lashes. The dark haired beauty slowly made her way to where Yeonjun was seated, taking her own seat on one of his thighs, crossing one of her legs over the other.

"What's your name, handsome?", the devious angel licked her lips as she gazed over Yeonjun's features.

"Y-yeonjun... and you?", he nervously wiped a sweaty hand on his thigh that wasn't being used as a comfy seat.

"Call me Cookie... fuck. You're so pretty you can call me whatever you want.", she giggled and leaned in to kiss on his neck, leaving a trail of red lipstick marks behind.

He handed her the glass of champagne he had poured and went to pour another one for himself.

"Don't be so tense, hyung.", she nuzzled her nose against his cheek, grabbing a hand to bring around and place on her netted thigh. Once his hand landed on the soft thigh he couldn't help but squeeze.

Wait, 'hyung'?

The thought was whisked away as the sultry beauty in his lap flirted and traced her hands all over his body. They teased and flirted, making their way to a third glass of champagne.

"Let me take care of you..", she whispered in his ear, earning an eager nod from the drunken, aroused man. She pressed her lips against his hungrily, immediately parting as an invitation. Sloppily their tongues played with each other, taking moments to bite and suck on one another's lips.

Finally... I haven't gotten laid in nearly a year.

"Let's take this somewhere else, yeah?", Yeonjun spoke eagerly as he pulled from the kiss, gripping her thigh tightly. She nodded just as eager, panting as she stood and grabbed his hand, pulling him from his seat.

They made their way speedily, while playfully teasing and giggles to a nearby love hotel. Checking in immediately.

Ridding each other of their clothes as they crashed their lips together, full of need. Cookie pushed Yeonjun down onto the bed, grabbing a bottle of lube from the night table.

Where'd that come from? Nevermind-

Yeonjun was quickly distracted again as a pretty hand palmed his unclothed cock.

Cookie leaned down and pressed her mouth against Yeonjun's hips, trailing slow, sensual kisses until she reached his leaking tip. Yeonjun let out an audible breath as she pressed her tongue flat against his hard member and took it into her mouth.

As she hallowed her cheeks and took him deeper, she poured some lube on her fingers, lifting his right leg and gently teased a finger easily into his tight hole.

"Woah! Holy fuck, what are you doing!?", Yeonjun's head shot up, panicking.

"Shhh, I promise you'll like it", she said after letting off his dick with a 'pop'. She slipped another finger, making him gasp as she leaned back to pull up her own skirt, trailing her hand down to her purple lace panties, unleashing a monster cock.

[A/N: I had to this is lowkey too funny😂]

"Ohmygodohmygod! I thought you were a girl", Yeonjun tried to scoot away but a firm hand pressed down on his hips, preventing him from doing so. He felt helpless under the surprisingly strong grip.

"Coming into a crossdressers bar and you thought I was a girl?", Cookie giggled, rubbing two fingers against a sensitive cluster of nerves inside, making Yeonjun moan softly, his dick jumping in response.

"You can call me by my name if you want... it's Beomgyu", the dressed-up Beomgyu let his voice fall to his natural speaking pitch, laced with sugar and a thick Daegu accent.

"Hah...", Yeonjun thought over the situation in front of him, too drunk to be nervous anymore, he looked down at the slender prettily-manicured hand that made its way around his angry, red cock, his hole clenching around the two fingers inside him. Subconsciously he wiggled his hips trying to feel for the sensitive spot, Beomgyu had brushed against before.

"Want me to stop?", Beomgyu asked with a low chuckle, taking in the delicious scene in front of him, hoping the answer would be...

"Fuck, just do it..", Yeonjun sat up, reaching his hand behind the slightly smaller male's head, crashing their lips together, giving the go-ahead to take him.

Beomgyu curled his fingers inside the man, scissoring them apart, stretching the tight hole more before adding another long, slender finger.

"Shit... shit. Why does it feel so...", Yeonjun whimpered against the younger's lips.

"Good?", Beomgyu smirked and kissed him harder before pulling the man into his lap. Yeonjun let out a pathetic whine when Beomgyu pulled his fingers out.

"Aw baby, don't whine. I'm gonna give you something much better now.", Beomgyu nipped at his bottom lip and slipped on a condom.

He lined the top of his thick member up with Yeonjun's loosened hole that was clenching around air needily.

Beomgyu placed a hand on Yeonjun's hip and slowly lowered him onto his cock, the boy's eyes shooting wide open as half easily slipped inside.

"H-hurts. Fuck it hurts.", Yeonjun gasped and his head fell onto the younger's shoulder as tears pricked his eyes.

"Ahh... relax. Take a deep breath. It'll feel good soon, I promise.", Beomgyu lifted his chin and pressed their lips together, much more gentle than before as he helped him ease down on his cock until it was fully inside.

"S-so full...", Yeonjun panted, feeling himself clench around the hard length that filled him up completely. The clenching made Beomgyu release a deep, guttural groan.

"How do expect me to hold back when you're this cute, looking so desperate for my cock...", Beomgyu pushed his hips deeper against Yeonjun's, pressing against that oh-so-sensitive bundle of nerves again.

"There... more. I think I'm okay now.", Yeonjun lifted his hips and pressed them back down, trying to get some friction inside. Beomgyu laid back, pulling the needy older man to his chest so he could thrust roughly up into his begging hole. That first thrust hit his prostate dead on and cause him to scream out, tears streaming from his eyes at the overwhelming pleasure.

"Harder... harder", Yeonjun cried out, moaning a mantra of pleas as he dug his nails into Beomgyu's shoulders.

"Like my cock, baby?", Beomgyu grunted and grabbed onto Yeonjun's ass, slamming him down on his throbbing member as he thrusted deeply into the whimpering man. 

"Soso much. So good. Love your cock. Wanna cum~", Yeonjun slurred out, moaning and whimpering as he was brutally fucked into. Yeonjun's leaking member brushed roughly against the skin of Beomgyu's stomach with each hard thrust.

"Straight boy loves my cock? Gonna cum for my cock, baby? Fuck, you're so tight. Mm I'm gonna cum, baby.", Beomgyu growled through clenched teeth as he grew close to cumming, heat filling deep inside the pit of his stomach.

"Ohshhiit... cum- cumming... hahh~", Yeonjun's eyes rolled back as hot liquid spurted from his cock, sandwiched between his stomach and the younger's. Yeonjun clenched roughly around Beomgyu's cock as he came, bringing the younger to his climax as well.

"Baby... oh fuck.", he groaned and thrusted slowly into the condom before falling tiredly against the bed. Yeonjun still panted and whimpered, completely blissed out on his chest, before he lost consciousness.

Yeonjun woke up with a throbbing headache and a groan. Not recognizing his surroundings he sat up only to be greeted by a splitting pain in his lower back and bottom. The events of last night coming back to him, his jaw fell in shock.

"That cross-dressing bastard stole my fucking anal virginity!!", he yelled out and grabbed his backside.

"Last I heard, you wanted that cross-dressing bastard to fuck you 'HaRdEr'", said cross-dresser was standing in the bathroom doorway chuckling, with wet hair, barefaced and a towel around his hips, showing off his v-line and pretty, pale, unblemished, toned stomach.

Yeonjun's cheeks flushed pink at the reminder.

"One more time?", he mumbled out, making Beomgyu grin and drop his towel.

"Anything for you, handsome."

[beomglocks]

happy (very) 'belated' father’s day

summary : the only father willing to come to the dinner

pairing : dilf neighbor!soobin x (legal)!reader x beomgyu (?)

warnings & other: i wrote the day after fathers day, the title is edited bc im posting this like WAY later LOL, threesome (?), degradation, some beomgyu (no incest), sub!beomgyu if you squint like really fucking hard, definitely not a normal relationship, slight exhibitionism, some possessiveness, DON’T read if you’re uncomfortable with age gaps, edit: REwriting this, this one is for the dilf soobin stans, eat up, don't say i don't feed yall, enjoy <3, kind of proofread

w/c : ~4k

you realize it now.

after living side by side with mr. choi soobin and his son, beomgyu, for a couple of weeks, you’ve started to realize something quite interesting.

1. your mother has a liking for tall lean men.

2. she also has a liking for trying to set you up with the tall lean mens’ son.

now, you wouldn't say you're exactly opposed to getting close to beomgyu. he's conventionally attractive and he seems like a nice boy but you're very much more attracted to the one who created him. it made sense after all.

"give these to mr. choi for me?" your mother all but shoves the roses and chocolates in your arms. you look down quizzically at such gifts. "it's not valentine's day.." you trail off.

you have a strange feeling that soobin would be put off by such acts, not seeming to be as out there as your mother. she doesn't care.

"it's fathers day..well it was...yesterday," she shrugs, fixing her bombshell red lipstick. why was she doing herself up? well a certain mr. choi was coming over.

despite the fact that your own father was out of the picture, that didn't stop your mom from wanting to celebrate every holiday in existence. unfortunately, the only willing father in town to partake in your mother's antics was mr. choi.

he liked to rile her up, you notice. soobin liked to toy with your mother's clear affection towards him, just as he did you. he also liked to throw it in your face sometimes. you didn't say what you observed but you knew he liked to make her feel wanted by a much younger, much more handsome man.

without another word, you decide to give the outlandish gifts to your neighbor. you sigh, looking down at the gifts. some assorted chocolates, nice flower arrangements, and what seems to be a sealed note? you want to roll your eyes but a part of you wonders if soobin would really like these kinds of things.

when you get to the door and ring the bell, the door swings open and there's stands the man himself. he's more put together than you at the moment so you feel out of place even at the front step of his house.

"always a pleasant surprise~" he smiles. his eyes trail down to the gifts in your arms. "for me?" his eyes grow wide and his pouty lips, the ones which you suddenly can't stop staring at since they seemed to be stained cherry red, lay slightly agape.

"from my mom," you deadpan, holding the gifts out. "she's generous~" "overbearing," you correct. "we seem to have different views then," he shrugs. "where's my gift from you though? this can't be all," he ponders in faux thought.

you smile shyly, looking down in embarrassment. "what did you get me baby?" he teasingly leans down closer to you to properly see your face. "could it be perhaps-"

before soobin can place a hand on you, beomgyu comes from downstairs. he's looking sharp, which suits him a lot, you admit. his hair is parted, giving you a teasing view of his forehead. regardless of the fact that he's wearing casual clothes, a stark contrast from his father who dawns an all black attire, beomgyu still manages to make it work for him.

"we'll be seeing you at the dinner," soobin clears his throat, noticing your apparent staring at his son. you can tell that he feels off put by your slight attraction to beomgyu. however small or minuscule it may be its still there to him.

the dinner goes almost exactly how you thought it would. soobin and your mother hit it off, talking about whatever they could to distract themselves from their children for a while. to your surprise soobin barely interacts with you. he seems too occupied with entertaining your mom to pay you any mind.

you're not sure why but this bothers you. beomgyu is occupied in the bathroom at the moment so you can't help but glance in their direction every couple of seconds. your mom is currently leaning against soobin's broad shoulder, laughing at something he's previously said. so he’s a comedian.

you watch as he looks down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. you bite the inside on your cheek and as if on cue, soobin looks up in your direction and smirks. it's almost as if he's taunting you. you bite down harder until you taste something metallic in your mouth.

you're not sure where this feeling of jealously is coming from and you know it's not healthy but you can't help it. maybe you've gotten too attached to your older neighbor in these past couple of weeks.

beomgyu comes out of the restroom with a sigh, walking back into the living room where you are. he can feel a weird tension in your general area but decides not to comment on it. suddenly you stand up, catching beomgyu off guard.

"come on beomgyu!" you say loud enough for everyone to hear especially soobin. the man in question practically pauses in speech midway to look over at you and his son. he eyes you both, mainly giving you a glare that will be engraved in your mind but you don't care. he needs a taste of his own medicine.

"come on let's go to my room, i need to show you something~" you urge him along. meanwhile, you say those words while staring straight at soobin. you hear your mom assure him that it's ok, "the kids are doing their own thing." you knew you were being childish and petty but if soobin wanted to fuck around with you this is what he would have to deal with as well.

you drag beomgyu along to your room who seems quite eager to be in this position. all he knows is that there's a weird tension between you and his father but that's as far as his knowledge goes.

when you both arrive at your room you close the door behind you and lean back on it. "is everything alright?" beomgyu hesitantly asks. you sigh, ushering him along to sit on the bed with you. he looks around subtly at all the little items in your room. everything seems to reflect you well, in his opinion. "well.." you try to stall.

you look up at him through your lashes. "you like me right?" beomgyu stares at you with wide eyes, "i-i mean yeah?" he stutters at your boldness.

"then lets try something," you smile at him, casually pulling your shirt over your head. "let's see how long it takes for your dad to come see us in this position," you say to yourself.

soobin doesn't need to be a rocket scientist to know what's going on here. he knows you're being a brat on purpose but he doesn't care because it makes it all the more fun. he will say he's surprised that you're using beomgyu, his own son, to get to him.

at first, he was getting annoyed with how you seemed to take a liking for his son which is why he wanted to rile you up by seeming extra interested in whatever your mom had to say. now, however, he knew he had a plan for that. you were not going to outsmart him, he wouldn't allow it and he would just have to put you in your place.

"excuse me but i need to use your restroom," soobin makes up a bullshit excuse to get to where you are. "oh of course!" your mom nods at him, instructing him towards the one upstairs. perfect.

"ill just finish up the dinner then!" your mother offers. "great that's enough time to put this slut in her place," he thinks. he smiles at your mom heading for upstairs.

"beomgyu you look like you just saw a ghost," you chuckle lightly, looking down at him. "y/n," he groans at the sight of only seeing you in your bra. he reaches up to grab your breasts, fondling them as delicately as possible. "you can be rough," you offer.

without even bothering to knock on the door, soobin opens it to see you both on the bed in a lewd position. you shirtless on top of beomgyu. he sucks his teeth when you both look back in alarm at the door being burst open. "y/n," he chuckles, almost sadistically.

you can already see the look in his eyes and suddenly you feel bad for not only yourself but beomgyu as well. you try to subtly grab your shirt again in shame but soobin's glare stops you. "what do you think you're doing little slut?" he folds his arms over his chest. not even caring that beomgyu is in the room, he walks over to you and grabs your hair causing you to yelp in surprise.

"s-sir.." soobin narrows his eyes at you then they flit over to beomgyu. "sit over there," he motions to the beanbag in the corner of the room. "i want you to learn something from this." without another word, beomgyu scrambles over to the seat, his heart beating in fear and excitement strangely.

you feel heat rising up your neck and to your cheeks as well as your dripping pussy. "don't be embarrassed, im sure this was your plan all along," soobin tsks, shoving your face down into the sheets. you breathe out when he rips the skirt and underwear from your body without a second thought. the racy thong that was supposed to be his surprise for father's day discarded in a second.

"soobin-" a smack to your ass. "that's not my name."

he doesn't even give you a chance to correct yourself, messing with your sticky juices before entering his cold fingers into your hole. you try to stifle your moan by burying your head further into the sheets.

"god you're so wet," soobin comments. he slowly moves his finger in and out for a while, practically torturing you with how meticulous and slow he's being. "please," you whine pathetically. "please what?" he slows his movements to stare at you with a raised eyebrow.

"please f-fuck me, please, i need your cock," you beg shamelessly. beomgyu breathes heavily, trying to forget about his growing boner but not being able to ignore it. he painfully wants to do something about it but he's not sure if he's allowed to touch himself.

he opts for subtly dragging his hand to his clothed crotch and palming himself through his pants, as uncomfortable as it is. in the meantime, soobin rids himself of his own pants, shaking his head.

he lightly smacks your throbbing pussy and you jolt. "do you seriously think you deserve it? fuck, look at you, can’t wait to be fucked like a bitch in heat~" you whine, wiggling your ass wordlessly in his face to hopefully get what you want.

soobin rubs your clit with narrowed eyes, making sure beomgyu is watching. he could care less that beomgyu is touching himself. he drags some of your cum from your hole to your clit and sighs. "alright then.."

he aligns himself with your hole and without another word slips his cock in with ease, completely bottoming out.

you want to scream at how big he is but you're only left with ragged pants as you know you're unable to make any loud noises. it seriously feels like you could be torn apart at any minute but you love the feeling of soobin’s cock filling you out.

"you're so tight seriously," soobin breathes. he can barely move at first. the way his dick fits inside of your pussy perfectly. he almost wants to comment about how you were practically made for him. he's sure if he flips you over right now, he would see the outline of his cock in your womb.

after waiting a bit for you to adjust to his length he finally starts moving. "shit-" he breathes. you have to grip the sheets to stop yourself from yelling. soobin's hands find their way to your waist and when you look to the side just for a split second you can see beomgyu fighting for his life to not moan out loud.

"look beomgyu-" soobin says in between jagged breaths. "if you wanna fuck around with his pathetic slut this is how you treat her." a moan gets caught in your throat when soobin pounds into you at once. "ah- i-" a part of you wants to apologize and is trying to but he won't give you a chance to speak.

"isn't that right my slutpuppy? did you have something to add?" at the sound of the nickname your walls tighten around him and he sends a harsh smack to your ass. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" he rolls his eyes and sighs heavily.

soobin thrusts start getting faster and faster, beomgyu watching with his mouth agape at his father kissing and sucking at your neck to muffle his own moans. beomgyu can only bite his lip and noises from his throat barely pass his lips as he reaches his high.

soobin growls at seeing your eyes focus on beomgyu so he starts slamming his cock into you at an animalistic pace and you think you might break.

beomgyu bucks into his hand as he cums from the sound and sight of skin slapping added with the tiny noises you'd make. not too long after you feel yourself shudder, unable to warn soobin that you had come you squeeze your eyes shut and let out a whine instead.

"fuck- ok baby," soobin understands as soon as your walls squeeze around him. he pants a couple a times and as soon as he reaches his high he pulls out, pumping his cock to let his cum shoot out on your ass.

"s-sir," you moan. "shhh it's ok." soobin sighs heavily, coming down from his own high to tend to your broken state. he looks over at beomgyu, who's head is lulled to the side as he gazes at your sweat and semen covered body.

soobin sucks his teeth deciding not to say anything to the boy and let him chill for a minute. he shrugs his pants back on and carries you in his arms to the nearest bathroom.

you cozy up to his warm embrace, letting out a sigh. "baby we need to clean you off.." you hear him whisper. you almost completely forget that there's a dinner that's supposed to be happening and you cant just go to sleep with soobin like you'd want.

a sudden coldness hits your body and you shiver. "ok," you agree. his cum is already starting to dry on you and you want nothing more than to be cleaned like he offers. you're not sure how you'll explain your change of clothes to your mom but you're sure you'll come up with something later.

no words need to be spoken after what happened and you're glad because you're not sure what to say. soobin doesn't seem keen on talking at the moment either, too focused on cleaning you off, so you decide to stay quiet.

it's silent in the bathroom until you both hear your mother all out. "dinner's ready!"

you chuckle, breaking the silence as soobin looks up at you with a questioning eyebrow. “happy father’s day.”

[professional-bts-simp]

Birthday Debacle

Choi Yeonjun x Reader

Summary: One of the happiest days can turn into the worst one really fast.

Genre: Angst, some fluff at the ned

Warnings: Sad times, overthinking, implications of sex, Yeonjun being a dummy, but also kinda cute

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The sun peeked over the horizon on this extraordinary day, well extraordinary for you at least, it was finally your birthday and you couldn't wait to spend it with the people you love. Squirming around in bed you felt an incredible amount of heat behind you, turning your body towards the source of the heat you smiled at the other body that was lying beside you. He was peacefully sleeping, his face covered in yellow locks. You reached out your hand towards them, your fingers playing with his soft locks until he stirred in his sleep, opening his pretty brown eyes.

He gave you a bright smile, despite it being morning. You learned that your boyfriend wasn't really a morning person and you can't say you were one either, your eyes couldn't help but glance down at his teeth, you once joked that his teeth are so white they might blind you and he hasn't let it go ever since. Now he's even a little shit about it, teasing you by smiling and saying "You better put sunglasses on".

Now if you were wondering why today was so extraordinary and special it's because it was your birthday, your boyfriend hasn't said anything about it neither has he hinted he had something planned, but you knew he would. He wouldn't forget something so important.

You felt goosebumps arise on your skin as Yeonjun traced the outline of your body with his soft fingertips, a little shiver ran through your body as his fingers danced over your hip making you momentarily ticklish. He stopped his fingers and flattened his hand on your bare thigh giving it a little squeeze. 

"Last night was fun." Yeonjun's morning voice was deep and kind of gruff, yet you loved it nonetheless, if not more than his usual but you might just be biased. There was a teasing manner to his voice, an implication of last night's activities between you two.

"It really was," you smiled while kissing the tip of his nose. Moving closer to Yeonjun you put your head against his bare chest, listening peacefully to his heartbeat and focusing on his breathing as it elevated your head ever so slightly. Nothing was more perfect than this, lying in bed with your boyfriend, cuddling and snuggling together.

"I should get up to go shower." You mumble against the smooth skin of his neck, nose brushing against it as you took a deep breath of his scent. He always smelled so good, no matter if he was back from practise or if he washed himself, Yeonjun just had this specific smell that could calm you down even in the most stressful days. His chest moved up and down as he laughed, pressing a quick kiss against your forehead Yeonjun whispered, "Then get up and go shower babygirl."

You mumbled something incoherent but Yeonjun guessed you said "too lazy". He thought you were the cutest person to ever walk the earth no matter how many times Huening Kai protested that he was the cutest. Yeonjun loved you so much, and he showed it to you every day. By waking you up in the morning so you can go to your classes, sending goodnight and good morning texts, cooking for you, taking care of you when you're sick, you could name a million things he does for you and you are grateful for each and every one of them.

You opened your eyes again as you felt your bangs move from your forehead, "Let's get up babygirl." Was the thing Yeonjun said before throwing the blankets off your bodies and standing up. In his birthday suit. Butt-naked. 

Averting your eyes from Yeonjun's naked glorious body, you felt your face heat up, no matter how long you've been together, no matter how intimate you two get you'll always get flustered whenever he compliments you or flirts with you or when you think of him in an intimate way or any other way. He's a flirt and he knows it.

Picking up the T-Shirt, which he wore last night, from the floor you put it on so you weren't walking around in your birthday suit like your crackhead boyfriend. Walking towards the bathroom, looking like a double dead zombie, you try opening the door only to see it was locked. Knocking on it you heard Yeonjun's voice from the inside, "Yeeeeees?" You giggled at his silliness, "Honey are you going to be long? I need to shower."

"Yes I'm going to shower."

"But I said I'd do it first." You pointed a finger at your chest despite him not being able to see you, you heard feet shuffling and the door unlocking. Yeonjun's head popped out, his teeth biting his plump lips and his marker yellow hair over his eyes. "Well I got here first." He gave you a smirk to which you crossed your arms over your chest giving him a stern one back. Yeonjun's smirk only got wider as he moved closer whispering, "We could shower together."

Your face burst into flames immediately, your confident stance crumbling under his hungry gaze as your eyes downcast to the floor. Of course you weren't opposed to the idea of it, but what if you slipped and fell? Or got shampoo in your eyes? Or got water in your nose? Or-

"Baby?" Yeonjun's voice pulled you from your overthinking, snapping your eyes from the floor back to his which still held the same desire and lust but mixed with worry at your quiet state. Not trusting your own voice you nod weakly, his big hand engulfing yours as he led you to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind you.

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Closing your laptop you rub your eyes to relieve them of the light you have been staring at for a few hours now, school was completely kicking your ass, but you wouldn't trade it for anything. Glancing at your phone for the one hundredth and one time in the past few hours, you frown at it again. No texts from Yeonjun. No calls. No nothing. You felt tears sprung against your eyes but you managed to contain them, just like how you were doing every time you checked. 

The same thoughts kept entering your mind. 

Did he forget your birthday? 

The ache in your chest only seemed to worsen the more you thought about it. Deciding to ignore and forget the loneliness you felt and take some action against it you call Soobin. Yeonjun said he'd be hanging out with his members, so they should know where he is for so long. 

After three rings Soobin picked up.

"Yeeeees," his cheery voice cut through the phone making you momentarily smile. 

"Hi Soobin, it's me." You heard him chuckle with an obvious 'duh'. 

"What's up?" There was shuffling on the other end as you guessed he moved from one place to another.

"Well I wanted to ask what you boys are up to."

Soobin went into explanation about how Taehyun and Kai are playing games while Beomgyu and him were getting ready to watch a movie. Your eyebrows were pulled into confusion, "And Yeonjun?"

"What about Yeonjun?"

"Well what is he doing?" There was silence on the other side for a few seconds, you could picture Soobin held the same confused face you and moments ago. "Yeonjun isn't here. He told us he'd be hanging with you today."

Now this was going from weird to suspicious. Why would Yeonjun tell you one thing and tell his members the other? You weren't one to accuse of cheating so that was way down your list, but it was very strange. "OH!" Soobin yelled into the phone loudly causing you to move it from your ear, "Happy birthday by the way." You heard a chorus of 'happy birthday' from the other boys which made you muster on a sad smile.

"Thanks Soobin, so far you're the first one to say that." And with that you hung up.

You flung yourself across the bed, arm covering your eyes as you let the stream of tears, you've been holding in all day, to finally fall down. 

Only one question was floating in your head.

Does he even care?

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It has been five hours since you called Soobin and fourteen hours since you saw Yeonjun. A quick glance at the clock showed you it was now exactly a minute past 10 p.m.

Throughout the day you once again received no messages, no calls from your alleged boyfriend, you were very much doubting every word he told you about how he'll always be here for you, always take care of you, always make you feel better, but at this moment he was the reason for all your sadness.

The faint sound of door opening and closing speed up your heart rate. You suddenly felt nervous and fidgety. You didn't know if it was nerves from finally seeing him or nervous from knowing you'll have to confront him. Hearing the footsteps coming closer to the bedroom increased the sudden anxiety in your body. Yeonjun's handsome face emerged from the other side which made you smile slightly. 

Okay now focus, you're here to chew his ass out, not fawn over how pretty he is, no matter how fucking beautiful he was. You told yourself as you straightened your back and moved to sit criss-cross on the bed, eyes trained on him. 

Yeonjun's eyes widened as he saw you sitting on the bed, "Um, uh baby hi, I thought you'd be sleeping." You hate to admit it, but he looked somewhat guilty and all those insecurities and horrible thoughts you'd been pushing down came crashing down on you all in one.

"You know I don't sleep at this time." Your voice was distant and cold as Yeonjun picked up upon it and his face fell for a moment at your harsh tone, for a moment you felt guilty, but only a moment. This was your special day, it was your birthday and you couldn't even get a measly 'happy birthday' text from him.

Getting up from the bed you take a few steps towards him, "Where were you?" 

He cleared his throat before going over to the chair you threw all your stuff at and putting on the T-Shirt he slept in, "I told you, I was with the guys."

You scoffed. "That's a fucking lie. I called Soobin and he told me you didn't even come by them."

If you had to describe Yeonjun's expression it truly would be deer caught in headlights. He seemed stumped for an answer to your exposure of him and his lies, he cleared his throat, looking you directly in the eyes as he said, “You’re right. I wasn’t with the guys.” You felt another batch of tears coming up so you turned away from him and put your hand over your mouth to muffle your cries. You didn’t know what to think now, should you give him a chance to explain? Should you throw him out? Break up with him?

“If you weren’t with them where were you?” You had to stop yourself from asking who he was with.

“I was out, in a bar.”

“Why?”

Yeonjun sighed, you could hear his footsteps as he moved closer to you, “I wanted to be alone. The company has been putting a lot of pressure on us, we have been working harder and getting stressed more often. I just wanted a day away, a day only for myself.”

“Do you know which day today is?” Your voice was only but a whisper, you were scared to know the answer he will give to your question.

“Yeah it’s Friday, May 15th.”

Yeonjun suddenly got very quiet, the cogs in his brain turning slowly. “May 15th, oh my god it’s May 15th, your birthday.” With no warning he slammed his chest into your back momentarily knocking you off balance, arms squeezing you tightly, his face pressed into your hair.

“I’m so stupid, baby, oh God I’m stupid,” he turned you around and began attacking your face in kisses, giving one big final kiss to your lips, “fuck baby I’m an idiot!” He kissed you again and again, hoping and begging you to forgive him for being such a forgetful asshole. Yeonjun's face was swarming in tears, seemingly unable to stop falling as he cradled your face in his hands, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs.  

"You are stupid and you are an idiot," you gave a laugh, "but you're my stupid idiot."

His face and eyes lightened up, now hopeful, "So you forgive me?"

You slowly grabbed his warm hands to hold in your own smaller ones, "I will admit I am still pretty mad, you did forget it after all." You gave him a sad look, a one which he reciprocated. 

Suddenly it seemed like something struck him, his expression growing happier by the second. Yeonjun gave you a quick peck on the lips and dashed straight for the living room. There was rummaging heard from inside of it for some seconds then he walked out, holding his hands behind his back. He stood in front of you, a small smile playing on his very handsome face. Yeonjun bit his lips nervously, glancing at the ground before making direct eye contact with you.

"Princess, I know I forgot your birthday and I feel terrible for it, but I love you so fucking much and I promise to be your personal butler for a week and that is only half of my apology gift. The other half is," he brought his hands in front of him, small black box in hand, "this." As Yeonjun said that he opened the box, a beautiful shiny silver ring stood in the middle of it.

Covering your face with your hands you laugh as tears of joy start falling from your eyes. You uncover your face to gaze upon the ring and your boyfriend, feeling an incredible amount of joy and love seeping out your heart.

"I've bought this a month before your birthday and planned on giving it to you, but like a dumbass I forgot." He chuckled.

"Now this isn't an engagement ring, but it is a promise ring," Yeonjun took it out of the box and he held it between his slender fingers, turning it around for you to see all of it, "and I promise to be the best boyfriend for you, to take care of you and to love you unconditionally every second of every day." He kissed the ring and slowly taking your hand he slid it on your finger. Upon closer look you could see the words 'I love you' engraved onto it.

You threw your arms around his neck, burying your face in his shoulder, Yeonjun immediately hugging you back as you sobbed out, "I love you too." And with that you forgave him.