#kim hyoeun scenarios

[ilove-bloo]

[2:45PM] his fingers tapping gently on the table he was seated at, hyoeun couldn’t seem to hold his nerves. he was a bit early for his planned date with you, you telling him 3:00 but he couldn’t even imagine you waiting an extra minute for him.

‘it’s just a first date and there’s probably gonna be many more to come later. i need to relax,’ he reminded himself the words of advice his friends gave him. hyoeun was observant, he looked around the cafe to see people socializing and others studying. but, he couldn’t see you and that added on to his level of stress.

deciding that looking out for your prescense, he pulled out his phone. scrolling mindlessly through social medias, his slowly felt more relaxed, as long as his mind was off you for a little while, he felt less anxious.

“hey, hyoeun,” a voice called to him, looking up from his phone he saw you. smiling widely at him, he swore he lost his breath for a couple seconds. then, he stood up abruptly, his chair loudly shifting behind him. embarrassed by the noisy scene he caused, he shoved a bouquet of flowers in your direction.

“uhm, i got these for you,” he looked away as rubbed his neck nervously, you took the flowers into your grasp. “i didn’t know which ones you’d like, but they’re pretty, like you, so uhm-“ “they’re perfect,” you cut off his rambling. he looked in your direction, your soft smile calming him down.

“thank you,” you said. his face now red, he nodded in response. “i’m sorry, ah, i’m a bit nervous right now,” he said admittedly. you giggled at his actions, it was quite adorable how this rapper with that was known to have such a strong image was acting so shyly.

“it’s okay hyoeun, you’re doing great. i’m quite nervous too,” you reassured, your words easing his thoughts.

[honeybearloco]

— “...Grounded Forever.” (M)

title → “...grounded forever.” (m)

pairing → hyoeun x female reader.

synopsis → pt.2 of i know, (x)

word count → 2.8k.

warnings → SMUT !! just fingering

a/n → i honestly feel so much better. like genuinely, it feels really good to be back. i’m not semi back, IM BACK 100% this blog is my number one priority again just like it was when i first started it back !! i miss writing for this blog. i got three hyoeun so i decided to mixed them all into one.

“Hyoeun! You’re back!” You sprung up from your chair, running toward the door, jumping into the arms of Hyoeun. He let out a small laugh, wrapping his arms around your frame.

Your brother rolled his eyes, setting down his backpack across the room, “I’m back too!”

“Shut up, no one cares,” You teased. Hyoeun unraveled his arms around you, setting down his backpack on the sofa, “Sorry the tour lasted longer than we thought. It’s so good to be back. But of course, I got you a little something.”

He unzipped his backpack, pulling out a polaroid camera. You let out a small gasp, “You didn’t.”

“I saw it in a shop window and I couldn’t help but think about you, so I got it for you,” He explained, placing the camera in your hands, “(Brother’s Name) told me not to get it for you but I couldn’t help it. I hope you like it.”

“Hyoeun, I love it! Thank you so much! This will make studying abroad better! I’m going to go put it in my room. I’ll be right back and then we can talk about the tour.” You rushed to your room, placing the camera down.

Hyoeun’s eyes landed on your brother who stood in the kitchen with a glare, “You know, I’m getting really tired of this crush you have on Y/N.”

“Hey, shut up. She might hear you,” Hyoeun whispered violently.

Your brother rolled his eyes, grabbing a bottle of water as well as an apple, “You should tell her soon. She’ll be heading off to the states to study in a few days. And then it’ll be months before we get to see her again. You better confess now or she’ll find a man in the states.”

“She wouldn’t do that, right?”

“We don’t know for sure. Life happens.”

It was pretty obvious that Hyoeun had a thing for you. At first, he didn’t think anything of it. He blew it off, believing he just felt bad for you. Just a few months ago, your highschool sweetheart dumped you over text and he was there for you throughout the whole thing. You don’t know where you would be without him.

Hyoeun had always seen you as a little girl, but after that, he began to see you for the woman you had become. The strong, independent woman who didn’t need anyone. Miss Independent was what he had called you.

He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about you in more than a friendly way.

“Thanks, B/N, that’s totally what I wanted to hear.”

You made yourself known, almost skipping into the room, “What did I miss?”

“Nothing,” B/N lied, taking a gulp of his water and heading to his room down the hall. You looked to Hyoeun, “What was that about?”

“Nothing. He’s just being a dumbass. Hey, you wanna get out of here and do something. I’ve been cooped up all day getting here. Let’s go out and do something.”

“Okay! Just let me change!”

“No time for that. You look fine, let’s go, Y/N,” He reached out, taking your hand into his, pulling you out of your shared apartment with your brother. You let out a small yelp, following him nevertheless, not thinking twice.

You and Hyoeun spent several hours out on the town, doing the same old shit the two of you love to do. Go to the cinema and make fun of chick flicks, whoop his ass at air hockey at the arcade, eat street food until you were tired. And you sure did eat a lot. 

He was paying.

But you ate a little too much, upsetting your stomach. Your upset stomach growled back at you, making you whine as pain settled in. You placed your head on Hyoeun’s shoulder, “My tummy hurts.”

“That’s because you ate so much so fast. I told you to slow down but you didn’t listen to me,” He teased, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer, “And on top of that, you downed it all with soju. B/N would kill me if he found out I let you have soju.”

“I’m a big girl~!” You responded, a hmph leaving your lips, making Hyoeun smile, “Sure you are, Y/N. You’re the biggest best girl there ever was. But you’re not a woman because women don’t refer to their stomach as tummies.”

You nodded your head in protest, “This little woman does~!”

“You’re so cute,” He said softly, hoping you wouldn’t hear, but of course you had. You may have been a bit tipsy but that didn’t mean your senses weren’t working.

“Thank you,” You hiccuped.

“Alright, Little Woman. Let’s get you home.”

Some time along the way, you found yourself riding his back on the way back to your apartment. As you arrived, you noticed your brother’s car missing, “He probably went go see his girlfriend or something.”

“I was hoping he would be here to tuck you into bed,” Hyoeun admitted. 

You rested your chin on the top of his head, “You can’t tuck me into bed?”

“I’m not even allowed in your room, Y/N,” Hyoeun mentioned. 

“Yeah, when B/N’s here. But he’s not. You can chill in my room now though.”

“I don’t know,” He added. 

“It’s fine. Don’t be a pussy.”

He rolled his eyes, “Alright, alright. Fine, I’ll tuck you into bed. But you have to promise you’ll go to bed.”

“I promise.”

And that was a lie. As soon as you walked into your room, you felt ten times better, making Hyoeun sit on the edge of your bed as you walked across your room, showing him things you picked up, collected and took pictures of while he was on tour.

“You did all this while I was on tour?” He questioned. 

“Yeah. You were gone for a while. And I didn’t have a friend to talk to. I even got a tattoo. Wanna see?” 

“You got a tattoo?!”

You nodded, taking off your jacket to reveal a white tank top. You walked closer to him, showing the tattoo on your shoulder, “Some of it is covered.” You took off one of the straps to allow him to see the full tattoo. His eyes widened by your action. He gulped deeply trying to focus on your tattoo, removing any other thoughts out of his head.

The tattoo was of a rose and a crescent moon. Upon noticing your tattoo, he noticed a deep purple bruise just next to it, that looked as if it was formed just a few days prior, “Y/N, what’s that?”

“My tattoo?”

“No, what’s next to it.”

You looked down at your shoulder noticing the medium-sized bruise, “Oh it’s a bruise. I got it a couple of days ago. I think I um...I um...I ran into the door and hit shoulder first.”

“You’re lying to me. Where did you get that bruise? And if you tell me another lie so help me god, Y/N!”

Your head fell below your shoulders, unable to look him in the eyes.

“He came over to get me back.”

Hyoeun had already known who he was, “He put his hands on you?!”

“He grabbed my shoulder when I tried to walk away from him. I don’t think he meant it so I didn’t say anything. But hey, it’s okay. He’s gone and he’s never coming back. Hyoeun, I’m okay now. Hey, look at me.” You quickly picked your head up, placing both of your hands on either side of his face, making him look to you. 

You could see the anger expression in his eyes, almost angry enough to kill.

“He still put his hands on you and for that I’m going to kill him!”

You shook your head at him, placing your hands on his shoulders to sit him down, “Please don’t. Don’t do anything stupid! I know how you get, you’ll get all riled up and you won’t stop until there’s blood. You can’t go to jail! I won’t get to see you everyday when I leave to study abroad. And if you’re in jail how will I get to tell you how I feel?”

“How...how you feel?” He repeated, earning a nod from you. “I love you Hyoeun. I really do. And I know you don’t feel the same about me. I know I’m just your best friend’s baby sister and I but I―”

“I love you too, Y/N,” He interrupted.

“You...do?”

“I have since your break up. I know it was wrong of me to have these feelings for you. For one, you’re B/N’s baby sister and two, you were going through a hard time. I didn’t want to somewhat manipulate you into loving me,” He added.

“You know, this isn’t how I pictured confessing to you. I always thought it would be the day I leave. You’d chase me down in the airport, confess and then tell me you love me and then we’d kiss.”

He let out a laugh, “And then cue the 360 spinning camera. I’m sorry our confessions weren’t like a drama.”

“It’s okay, I think I like this much better,” You giggled.

He wrapped a gentle arm around your waist, pulling you into his lap. You felt your face get hot. You could feel his breath on your face. You had never been so close, “Hyoeun...”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Please...I mean yes,” You corrected yourself, nervously. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. You felt your body explode, butterflies had turned into large birds, their wings flapping roughly in your stomach.

You had waited for this moment and it was finally happening. You deepened the kiss, lightly pushing Hyoeun back onto your bed.

With your lips still attached, he flipped you over, allowing himself on top. He pulled away from your lips, opening his eyes staring down at your frame. Your eyes shot open, your eyes looking into his roaming eyes. You felt nervous under her eyes.

You closed your legs tightly, biting down on your bottom lip. Hyoeun looked into your eyes, “Y/N, I...I can’t. B/N will kill me.”

“Hyoeun, I’m an adult. B/N can’t control me anymore. And you shouldn’t let him control you either. We’re both adults here and I’m giving you permission, that should be the only permission you should need tonight. No one else’s.”

You sat up slightly, wanting to press your lips on his again only for him to push you back down. As your back hit the cold duvet on your bed, chills went down your spine as you gulp.

“Can I take care of you tonight?”

“But what if I want to take care of you too?”

He leaned down, pressing a sweet kiss onto the bruise on your shoulder, lightly. You closed your eyes, taking in his touch. 

“Taking care of you tonight will be enough for me. I want to show you that I really do love you and I want you to feel every inch of my love,” He whispered against your skin, before leaving a trail of sweet, passionate kisses from your bruised shoulder up to your neck.

You simply nodded your head, leaning your head to the side to allow him more access. You feel your heart race, the sound thumping sounding throughout your body. You were sure he could hear it too, as you felt him smirk against your neck.

You reached up to his shirt, tugging lightly. 

“Do you want me to take it off,” He questioned, his face still in your neck.

“Yes, please,” You answered. He removed himself from you, sitting up. He slipped his shirt off, allowing it to fall on the floor, “Don’t drool now.”

“Shut it,” You giggled, sitting up and removing your shirt and bra with ease, allowing them to fall onto the floor next to Hyoeun’s shirt, his eyes falling onto your chest.

“Hey! Don’t stare,” You blushed, covering your chest with your arms. “Hey, don’t cover your chest now. Don’t get all shy and cute. Lay down for me again.”

You did as he said, your nipples hardening. He kissed down your neck. He left hickeys and marks along the way down your chest, marking you as his. A small sigh left your lips as he continued to leave marks where no one but the two of you could see them.

Feeling accomplished, he continued to move his lips down, inching ever so slowly to your warmth.

And that’s when you had heard the front door slam shut, followed by a call of your name, “Y/N! Did you make it home yet?! Hyoeun didn’t answer his phone and I wanted to make sure you made it home!”

Your eyes shot open as you quickly jumped up, rushing toward your room door and locking it. “Y-Yeah I’m fine. I made it back a couple of hours ago! Maybe...maybe Hyoeun went to sleep or something. He sure was tired when he dropped me off,” You lied, your eyes looking back to the sin-filled eyes of Hyoeun, approaching you slowly yet seductively. 

You could already see the devilishly look in his eyes. You shook your head at him. He gently pushed you against the door.

“Hyoeun, B/N is home. Don’t try anything,” You violently whispered to him, a smirk forming on his face, “Just don’t be too loud and we have nothing to worry about. You gonna be a good girl for me? Huh?”

“Hyoeun...” You trailed off.

“Y/N, did you say something?” You heard your brother’s voice once more.

“N-N-No! I was just...talking to myself. Just a bit sleep deprived and I’m talking how stressed I’ll probably be studying in the states,” You rambled, going on and on to distract yourself and trying your hardest to make your brother believe you. 

As you rambled, Hyoeun dropped to his knees in front of you, pulling down your shorts and panties. He placed soft kisses on either of your thighs before giving your warmth a deep, long lick, interrupting you midsentence. You let out a loud gasp followed by a loud curse. Hyoeun grinned at your reaction. 

“Y/N? You okay?! Is everything okay?!” B/N asked in a panic. 

“Y-Yeah. Everything is fine. I just dropped something on the carpet. I’ll clean it.”

“You’re acting weird. Are you sure you’re okay?!”

“I-I’m fine, Y/N.”

Hyoeun wrapped his arms around your legs, making sure to hold them in place as he latched onto your clit. Your body jolted slightly, soft mewls leaving your lips. 

You slapped a hand over your mouth closing your eyes tightly to keep from moaning. Hyoeun allowed his tongue to twirl around your clit before taking it into his mouth, sucking gently. 

You uncovered your mouth, trying to keep your voice to a whisper, but your heavy breathing making it hard, “Fuck you’re so good at this. I wonder how many times you’ve done this. Is this your first time finding the clit?” You joked.

He removed himself, unraveling one of his hands to land a hard smack directly to your clit, making you let out a loud yelp followed by a whine. 

“You just wanna get caught huh?” He smirked.

“What the fuck was that?!” B/N questioned, his voice now on the other side of the door, frightening you.

“It...I was just watching a trailer for a new horror movie coming out soon. We...We....ah...we should go watch a movie soon or something before I go to the states to...ah...study,” You pant out during moans, making B/N scratch the back of his head, as he listened closely. Perhaps too close.

He could make out soft pants and shallow moans. He couldn’t believe it, “Y/N, are you...watching porn?”

“W-What? No! I...” You trailed off trying to defend yourself from the ultimate embarrassment, only for Hyoeun to slap your thigh this time. “Y-Yes. I am. I...I’m an adult and I can watch whatever I wanna...w-watch and I won’t be judged...by you! You...you....fuck...you have Playboy magazines that you fap all day to! Let me watch a...damn porno!”

B/N stood in utter shock and embarrassment for what felt like forever, Hyoeun managing to slip two fingers deep into your warmth, making you arch your back.

“I’m...gonna go to sleep. You...you have fun,” B/N finally chimed, heading to his room and shutting the door behind him. All he wanted was to forget those words even came out of your mouth, but he knew it would be forever engraved in his mind. 

Hyoeun fingered you at a rapid pace, already feeling you clenching around his fingers. Your legs were beginning to shake as your small bundle of nerves couldn’t hold in all of the pressure anymore.

You let go, one hand onto the doorknob, the other clawing at the door. Hyoeun continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, dragging your orgasm out for as long as he could, a small giggle leaving his lips, “Sorry for embarrassing you.”

“Hyoeun, I told him I was watching pornos. After this, I’m grounded forever.”

[richrubies]

First Dates (Kim Hyoeun x Reader)

➳ genre: fluff

➳ masterlist

You stood beneath the closed store’s awning, watching with wide eyes as the rain pelted the pavement, causing droplets to rebound and splash onto your shoes.

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The streets were empty save for the few people who carried umbrellas; the neon lights of storefronts acting as a guide through the torrential weather.

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Winter had come early, you thought as you folded your coat around you and crossed your arms in defense against the chilling wind, shuffling as close to the wall as you could in an attempt to avoid the rain.

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Beside you stood a flustered Hyoeun, one hand running through his hair while the other held his phone to his ear as he tried calling the restaurant you stood in front of, for a third time.

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‘Hyoeun,’ you say softly as he pulled you into his side, now aware of your shivering. Though his hold was foreign, you sidled into him comfortably, finding warmth in his touch; ‘I don’t think they’re going to answer—the restaurant is closed.’

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He made a noise in the back of his throat, irritated and embarrassed—this wasn’t how he’d seen your first date together going.

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‘We could find another restaurant? I know a good Italian place in Gangnam,’ He suggests, his cheeks pink with embarrassment. It had taken him weeks to muster the courage to ask you on a date, and all he’d done so far was look like a total idiot in front of you.

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‘It’s getting late,’ you tell him quietly as you checked the time on your screen that read 10:17; ‘Maybe we should—,’

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His heart flopped knowing that his chance had finally come, and he’d blown it; the doubt that had held him back from you for so long, was quickly creeping its way back into his mind. Before you could finish your sentence, he was already apologising; ‘I’m really sorry, Y/N, I wanted to do something nice and I messed it up. We can call it a night if you want.’

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You gave him a confused look, your hand resting on his chest in an attempt to bring his focus back to you rather than the ground; ‘야, Hyoeun...I was going to suggest we find a 포장마차 instead. I’m a big fan of street food and I know one that’s nearby.’

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‘You don’t want to end the date here?’ He asked, both confused and relieved. Unconsciously, Hyoeun rested his hand on top of yours, rubbing small circles with his thumb as if to share his heat while you smiled up at him, causing his lips to turn at the sight.

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‘Hyoeun, of course not. I came here to be with you! It doesn’t matter where we eat,’ you tell him with a soft laugh, gently interlinking your fingers with his as you prepared to brace the rain, ‘Come on, let's run together.’

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Without a second thought, Hyoeun stepped into the heavy rain, keeping his pace in time with yours as you both ran through the streets. The mixture of your laughter echoed alongside your pounding footsteps, the rain keeping you both giddy.

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It was then—that very first date, with your hand tightly gripped in his and his heart full of happiness, that Hyoeun knew snow or shine, he’d follow you anywhere in both this lifetime and the next.

[fanxyblog]

I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU ~ ASH ISLAND

A/N: This one isn't requested. I just felt like writing something and I couldn't decide between Ash Island and Jjangyou, but finally we are here. I hope you guys gonna like this, cause I haven't seen a lot of content about this amazing man. ( I'm literally in love with him), also I wish you all Happy Holidays!!! ( this is my early gift for y'all)

Requests are open :)

Word Count: 1093

Warnings: None

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE MISTAKES

( Picture is not mine credit to owner :) )

Winter in Seoul was something you loved. It was cold but it had a certain feeling to it, a feeling of something memorable.

You were wandering around the Hongdae looking for Christmas presents. This year Christmas was supposed to be the ones you will be spending away from your family. Due to work you weren't able to go back to Daegu but you did not mind it that much.

You were planing to spend your Christmas with Jinyoung since he wasn't able to go back to Busan for Christmas too.

Yoon Jinyoung your best friend. You two met each other on a Beer

music video shooting when him and Bition Boyz were working with Dingo and you two just clicked it of pretty quick. Best friend that is all Jinyoung was to you right? At the beggining of your friendship you would say "yes" if somebody have had asked you about it, but now you weren't so sure.

You didn't know when it all started. It just did. Suddenly your heart was beating faster at the tought of him.

Sometimes you tought that falling in love with him was the easiest thing you have ever done.

You stopped in your track when you heard your phone ringing. You took of your gloves and had have taken out your phone from your purse.

A smile appearing on your face at the sight of the caller ID.

"Hello?'' your voice echoed trough the phone.

"Y/N!!" as you heard your name escaping his lips something in your heart tugged. God you were into deep.

" Yes Jinyoung-ie ? " you were smiling like crazy and maybe that's why people were looking at you weird way, but you didn't mind it if it was because of him.

"What are you doing now?"

"Me? Oh... I'm at Hongdae right now " you anserwed him not quite sure why he was asking.

" What for ? " his voice was full of confusion.

" Well I just got bored at home and decided to go out." You tried to come up with some good explanation for him to belive it. You couldn't tell him that you were looking for a gift you were going to give him.

"Why are you calling thought?'' You tried to change the subject as soon as you could to stop him from asking more questions.

" Oh... I just wanted to ask at who's apartament are we meeting tommorrow, mine or yours ?"

"Mine, we can dress the Christmas tree and do what we always do togheter " you proposed.

"You mean eating and laying ?" He chuckled and your heart did a little flip when he did so.

"Yeah that's what I mean" a grin appered on your face but Jinyoung obviously couldn't have seen it.

"Okay, see you tommorrow then.

Bye Y/N!"

"Bye Jinyoung " as soon as these words have left your mouth the call has ended.

You were back in the reality of looking for a gift. Turning torwards jewelery shop and you knew what were you going to get for Jinyoung.

Next day which was the one of Christmas Eve came faster than you expected.

You woke up early in the morning to get everything ready for Jinyoung presence.

You were cleaning, you got Christmas tree ready to get dressed and you've made a lot of food.

Before you knew it was already evening. The weather got a little bit colder than it was in the day.

You had an impression that stars on the sky were shining brighter than ever.

A loud sound of knocking got through your apartment and you knew that it was Jinyoung.

You immidetaly runned down the hall to the front door almost tripping over your shoes on the way.

"Hey!" strong arms have been wrapped around you when you opened the door.

"Hi, Jinyoung-ie" you smiled as you exhaled his scent in. He smelled like Gucci Intense Oud ( smells like heaven) which is a perfume you got him on his birthday, it made you happy that he was using it.

"Ohh it smells good in here" Jinyoung said as he came in the kitchen

"Thank you"

Suddenly it was quiet between you two.

Jinyoung was looking intensly at you and you didn't know why he was looking at you like that but it made your heart race at unbeliveable rate.

You cleared your throat,overwhelmed by his gaze.

" We should start dressing the Christmas tree. What do you think ?" You rubbed your hands on your thights sudennly feeling nervous.

" Yeah, Yeah of course" he rubbed his neck with his left hand.

Dressing the tree went by fast. Two hours later you and Jinyoung were laying on the couch in your living room not being able to move because you two were so full after eating.

Some Christmas movie playing on the TV. It was nice laying next to him. Your eyes wandered over his face. He was perfect. You attention got caught on his wrist where a silver braclet was placed, you looked over to the similliar one that rested on your own wrist. You didn't expect that two of you would have bought each other such a similar gifts. The fact that you did made you feel warm inside.

In a span of a second you felt more corageous that you have ever been. You didn't know what have taken over you, but before you could do anything else the words have slipped past your lips.

"I think I'm in love with you" it did not come out as nothing more above a whisper but it was enough for Jinyoung to hear and it made him froze.

He didn't move a single bit for couple of seconds which made you even more anoxious.

"I... I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you or make you uncomfortable, I... I don't even know wh-what have taken over me." You were blabbering and you felt a big gulp in your troath.

Next thing you felt was Jinyoung lips on yours. They were soft.

The kiss wasn't rushed it was sensual and full of passion.

You were the first to break the kiss to take a breath. Your eyes fluttered open and looked deeply into Jinyoung's beautiful dark orbs.

His fingers caressed your cheeks, he had a soft smile tugged on his lips.

" I love you too"

From all the gifts you could've got this Christmas he was the best one.

[khhunniewriting]

Post Tour Boyfriend

You felt a presence as you folded and put away laundry. Looking over your shoulder you found Hyoeun standing at the frame of the door munching away on the delicious dinner you had made him moments ago. “I swear Hyoeun, you get any of that on my beautiful ivory carpet...” Your threats were empty, which is why you never bothered to finish them.

“I’m not a little kid Babe.” You were a bit of a neat freak. Hyoeun knew how you felt about food in the bedroom. He learned his lesson on your first year anniversary when you simultaneously kissed and threatened him for bringing you breakfast in bed.

“Then go eat at the table like an adult.”

“I can’t see you from the table-” he muttered with a slight pout to his voice. “It’s too far away,” he sighed as he followed your instructions.

You shook your head at your man-child boyfriend. He was always like this after a tour. For days, sometimes even weeks, Hyoeun became your shadow as he clung to you. it was cute and you allowed him to hug and hold you all he wanted but that didn’t mean you would let him break the house rules.

Hyoeun wrapped his arms around your waist as you tip-toed to hang up the last of his clothes. You exhaled a small giggle as your hands came down to rest on top of his. He planted a kiss on the back of your neck before resting his chin on your right shoulder. “So clingy,” you pretended to complain.

He failed to care and remained in the same position even as you went about straightening up the now empty laundry hamper. His lips graced your neck as he spoke, “Are you done now?”

“With laundry, yes.” It was hard to walk in this position but Hyoeun was relentless and refused to let go. “Now I have to wash dishes.”

“No, you don’t.” Hyoeun stopped you from going to the kitchen. He told you how he had already taken care of the dishes and even cleaned the kitchen so you would stop running around doing chores and spend some time with him. He turned you both around back to your shared bedroom. Energy levels were low, all he wanted was to relax. The only way he could think to do that was with you in his arms.

You gave in. Complying with his wishes you got into cuddle mode. You laid down, disrupting the sheets as you awaited Hyoeun with open arms. He laid down, his head on your chest, his arm keeping you close. You ran your fingers through his now long and unbraided hair while the other rested on his shoulder. His breath steadied as you practically lulled him to sleep in the middle of the day. 

For the past few months, all he had done was think of having you by his side. He had fun being on tour with the guys, different day-different city, meeting fans, and performing. All of those things were great but nothing compared to this. 

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Hyoeun smiled all too fondly at the sight of your puffy face and messy hair as you ate breakfast together. This was a look you would never sport outside your home which made it even extra special for him to be able to witness such raw beauty. His heart literally skipped a beat making him tighten his hold on you.

You looked up from your plate to your hand. Your left arm and his right one stretched out on top of the table, holding hands. “What?” you asked

He shyly shook his head but his blushing cheeks gave him away. “You’re just so beautiful.”

It was clear he was staring at you again. “Oh my god, Hyoeun stop being so soft.” What was it about these rappers nowadays. As you got to know Hyoeun’s friends you quickly realized most rappers were big old softies compared to their onstage persona. 

His smile was infectious, you blushed knowing he had probably been looking at you this entire time. “At least let me wake up first before you start flirting with me.”

“Isn’t that the point of living together? So I can always flirt with you...”

“No” you shook your head.

“...and hold you...”

“Nope.”

“...and kiss you...”

“Nuh-” You were cut off by his lips as he stole a kiss. There were no complains from you only laughter at the unexpected affection. “You come back needier after every tour.”

Hyoeun nodded accepting his behavior. “Because I love you more and more.”

Your hand slipped out of his as you covered your scarlet red face. “Stop,” you whined feeling second-hand embarrassment. “How can you just casually say that without even cringing just a little bit?” Normally Hyoeun wasn’t one to say such things. Sure he thought them but he never really vocalized them unless directly asked to. “I’m going to remind you-you said that in a few months when you’re back to normal.”

He only laughed knowing you would keep your word and through this memory back at him when his post-tour clinginess was over. At that time he would try to convince you he wasn’t clingy and soft but cool and irresistible because you would be the one clinging to him after all the late night studio sessions.

Yeah, that’s how it normally went for you guys. When he wasn’t touring or promoting he would be in the studio working on his music. The guys would keep him out late, other times he wouldn’t make it home at all. When he did you would be waiting for him with a pout, open arms, and countless questions. His well-being was always your concern. You would make sure he got proper nutrition and stuck by him until he finished his meals, then went to bed together.

For now, he was the one sticking to you like glue... crazy glue. 

After breakfast, he followed you into the bathroom offering you a fresh towel after you washed your face. He sat down beside you as you applied makeup. The longer it took the more he leaned against you. You blamed him for making you drop your favorite palette. When you picked it up and found it still intact you sighed- relieved. “You’re lucky this didn’t break.”

“It’s not a big deal Babe.” 

In his mind, you could just get another one. He didn’t know how much it would cost. Once you told him he began scolding you for wasting so much money on makeup. In turn, you reminded him how much money he spent on shoes and settled your little spat by agreeing you both had guilty pleasures. 

“But really Babe you don’t need this much makeup,” he motioned to your collection of cosmetics. “They all look the same.” He picked up two lipsticks that were in his mind the same color to prove his point. “What’s the difference between...” he looked at the name of the lipsticks “...Skinny Dippin’ and Nip Slip?” His next question would be: why were they giving makeup such names? (I didn’t make up the names those are actual names for two Too Faced lipsticks.)

You were silent for a moment unable to answer. “Uhm,” you took them from him to examine in the light. Still unable to form a response you swatched them on the back of your hand. “See!” you exclaimed as they appeared with a slight variation on your skin. “One is slightly darker, almost bronze and the other has a bit of orange in it.”

Now that they were actually on you Hyoeun could see a difference. “Hmmm...” he hummed admitting defeat. “So that’s why you come home with makeup on your arm.”

You laughed, “what did you think I was doing?” Did he think you genuinely liked having swatches of various colors on your forearm?

He shrugged, “I don’t know but it makes sense now.” He picked up another similar shade and opened it. “Can you do this one too?”

In no time you ended up covering your forearm with up to ten different hues of nudes and pinks only to stop when Hyoeun got a call from Dok2. “I’ll be back Babe,” he stepped out of the bedroom to talk allowing you a chance to remove the mess on your arm.

You were able to finish your hair and makeup quickly and in peace without your boyfriend’s curiosity hanging over you. You even got dressed by the time he came back. “Do you have to go?” you asked seeing the sulk on his face.

He nodded not wanting to go. He was supposed to go out with you today for your first date since he got back. 

“Don’t worry Hyoeun.” You gave him a comforting kiss on the cheek. “Go ahead and go.”

“Come with me,” he suggested.

“To Illionaire?”

“We’re just going to talk about my studio schedule at Joonkyung hyung’s house. It’s just a casual meeting so you can come along. Besides, you said you wanted to see his new house.”

Your eyes widened remembering Dok2 had moved and you had yet to see the place for yourself. From his Instagram it looked great, a grand layout you could only dream of.

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“Wow!” your jaw nearly unhinged at the sight of Dok2′s home. “It’s bigger than I imagined.”

When you got inside you were greeted by a knowing smile. “Hello Joonkyung,” you immediately offered an Illionaire sign.

Dok2 quickly got over the surprise of seeing you. Hyoeun had failed to inform him you were coming but he sort of expected it. “What’s good Y/N?” He matched the sign and greeted you in their unique, special way.

“Oh you know, just dealing with my post-tour boyfriend.”

Dok2 laughed knowing the effects touring had on the younger male. IT wasn’t to say Hyoeun didn’t love you as much regularly but it intensified after being gone for a while. “I guess absence really does make the heart grow fonder.”

“I don’t think I act that differently,” Hyoeun defended himself only to hear your combined laughter.

“Babe it’s okay, it’s cute when you get all clingy.”

-end-

A/N: Sorry for the LOOONG wait.

BTW I don’t know SHITaki mushrooms about makeup 😂🤣 but because Instagram advertises makeup so much I’m forced to learn. 

[whipscenarios]

Gravidez chata (F) - Kim Hyoeun

requested: Vc poderia traduzir para português por favor?

- IN PORTUGUESE - ENGLISH VERSION

- 1. 353 palavras - words

Hyoeun e você receberam a notícia da sua gravidez em exatamente sete meses, desde então, vocês dois estiveram mais próximos do que nunca. Você sabia que era muito jovem e ele também, mas, mesmo que essa gravidez não tenha sido planejada, vocês ainda amavam essa criança. Era uma garota, e vocês duas não escolheram o nome ainda, você estava decidindo entre Jieun e Sinbi, ambos os nomes que eram especiais para você.

Sua gravidez foi a pior, e isso foi graças aos genes de sua mãe que vieram com você. Seu corpo estava inchado, suas costas doíam como o inferno, e você ainda tinha que trabalhar, você queria, porque você não queria ser visto como uma mulher inútil, você ainda era A&R da 1llionaire.

Hyoeun foi contra a ideia de ter você trabalhando nestes dias, mas você explicou que você tinha que manter sua vida, e então ele teve que se acostumar com isso. Ele ainda está tentando. Ele era a melhor noiva que você poderia ter, sim, noiva. Hyoeun lhe pediu em casamento no dia seguinte ao saber que você estava grávida, foi um dos dias mais bonitos de toda a sua vida.

Dok2, The Quiett e todo o time Ambition / 1lli ficaram extremamente felizes com toda essa coisa de gravidez. Junkyung tinha dado muitos presentes para sua menina, como chupetas, vestidos e meias, ele seria o padrinho, então ele já estava orgulhoso disso. A madrinha da garota ia ser sua melhor amiga, ela te ajudava quando Hyoeun estava ausente.

Esta noite foi dura. Sua filha girava dentro de sua barriga e isso estava fazendo você sentir uma enorme dor no estômago, além dessa dor, sua cabeça decidiu pulsar. Ele estava dormindo ao seu lado, é claro que ele estava bem cansado porque tinha voltado de um show que aconteceu algumas horas atrás, você realmente não queria interromper seu sono incrível e doce, mas sua dor era maior. "Amor" você o chamou, e ele se levantou rapidamente "O que aconteceu Y/N? O que você está sentindo”? “Ele disse, preocupado depois de ver você expressando a dor,” Você pode me pegar alguns remédios e um balde? “Acho que vou vomitar” e ele correu para a cozinha, pegando a caixa de primeiros socorros e o balde que ele preparou para você não sentir vergonha de vomitar, o balde cor-de-rosa tinha frases como: 'está tudo bem sentir assim 'e' eu estou aqui com você '. Imediatamente depois de ter o balde em suas mãos, você colocou que você tinha comido para fora, toda a comida que você tinha comido anteriormente estava no balde agora, e ele estava lá, segurando seu cabelo e massageando seus ombros, ele falava palavras em seu ouvido para você se sentir mais relaxada, “Amor, eu estou aqui com você, tudo bem, é normal quando grávida, vai ficar tudo bem", ele sussurrou.

Depois de alguns minutos, você estava se sentindo menos doente, você tomou os remédios que ele deu para você, "Hyoeun-ah, são 3 da manhã e você tem que trabalhar amanhã, durma agora" você disse, se preocupando com a saúde dele, ele estava acordando de madrugada por causa de você nos últimos três dias e você estava começando a se sentir culpada, "Eu não vou descansar até você dormir S/N, você sabe que eu sou teimoso" ele disse beijando sua testa.

Acordar ao seu lado estava agradando parte de sua vida diária. Seu rosto quando estava dormindo era o mais fofo e você teve sorte de tê-lo ao seu lado todos os dias, pelo resto de sua vida. Seu celular estava tocando, a tela mostrava que era Junkyung, e você viu o relógio, você estava com apenas 1 hora de atraso. Você foi cuidadosamente tomar um banho e se preparar para o dia. Você colocou algumas calças soltas e uma bela cropped que você gostava de usar para mostrar sua barriga, na verdade, você se sentiu extremamente bonita grávida, e não podia acreditar Era tão doloroso, porém, tão bonito. Você amarrou seu cabelo com alguma dificuldade, seus braços estavam doendo um pouco, mas você conseguiu. Você se levantou e saiu do quarto quando ouviu a voz dele: "Amor, onde você está indo?" Você sorriu, ouvindo a voz sonolenta dele, "Eu vou para o trabalho" você disse, esperando que ele voltasse a dormir, mas você se lembrou de que precisava dele, “Hyoeun, você pode colocar meus sapatos em mim? Eu não consigo alcançar meus pés” você disse, entrando de novo no quarto, ele se levantou e se ajoelhou na sua frente,“ Me deem eles “ele respondeu rindo”.

O dia inteiro foi uma correria, você teve algumas reuniões e toda essa tensão deixou você um pouco doente, então você perguntou a Dok2 se você poderia ir para casa, aquele garoto era tão teimoso que te levou para casa e ficou com você até Hyoeun chegar lá. "Você está se sentindo melhor?" Dok2 perguntou, entregando-lhe um copo de água, "Sim, eu estou, mas eu estou realmente sentindo o desejo de comer chocolate, chocolate suíço", você disse, para os meninos, a pior parte da sua gravidez eram seus desejos extravagantes, comidas caras e doces estrangeiros, tudo isso lhes custou um pouco, mas nada que eles não pudessem pagar, é claro, “pedirei a Hyoeun para pegar e levar para casa ok”? Espere aqui - disse ele, indo para a cozinha. Depois que Dok2 saiu da sala, você começou a ver tudo preto, e apenas ouviu Junkyung gritando seu nome.

Você acordou no hospital, com soro nas veias, só queria perguntar ao médico se estava tudo bem. "Você está bem Senhora Y/N?", O médico perguntou; "Pouco antes de você perguntar, está tudo bem com seu bebê, você acabou de desmaiar porque sua pressão caiu, suponho que você tenha ficado o dia sem comer corretamente". "É realmente perigoso para você e para a sua filha passar mais de 3 horas sem uma refeição adequada", ele continuou repreendendo você, "você deve ficar em casa e comer mais a partir de agora. Agora me desculpe, eu estarei de volta em 20 minutos para que você possa ir para casa ”o médico terminou seu discurso, e a única pessoa na sua frente era Hyoeun, e ele estava muito bravo,“ Como diabos você passa o maldito dia inteiro sem comer? S/N isso é sério! Você poderia ter passado muito pior se não fosse pelo Dok2! Eu estava preocupada com você, só Deus sabe! ”Ele gritou, deixando todos saberem que vocês dois estavam discutindo,“ Eu não posso deixar de pedir à sua licença de maternidade para o Dok2, você vai ficar em casa, ok? Vou pedir a alguém para ficar o dia todo, ou até ficar comigo.” Ele disse. “Hyoeun, acalme-se, estou bem! O dia foi longo, eu estava extremamente ocupada e não tive tempo para comer uns petiscos, isso acontece! Você ouviu o médico, estou bem! Eu não quero ficar em casa, é chato ficar lá! Eu amo trabalhar, não posso deixar meus amigos lá e ficar esperando ela parar e me deixar respirar! Eu sei que minha gravidez não é a mais fácil, mas ainda posso sobreviver, eu vou! Pare de gritar, eu vou tirar apenas essa semana de folga, porque eu quero descansar ok? Deixe-me viver! “Você disse, sentindo um pouco chateada sobre o quão persistente ele estava sendo”. O silêncio aumentou entre vocês dois, seu orgulho e o dele eram maiores. Depois de alguns minutos, ele decidiu falar “Ok, me desculpe, estou assim porque me preocupo com você, ok”? Eu me sinto preocupado o tempo todo porque você está se arriscando quando sabe que o Dok2 vai deixar você descansar! Eu entendo isso para você ficar em casa é uma droga, mas você tem que lidar com isso, você está grávida de sete meses! Eu te amo hm, eu não gosto de ficar com raiva de você, mas às vezes eu preciso” ele disse se aproximando de você e beijando sua testa,“ Eu também te amo Hyoeun, me desculpe por ser tão teimosa, eu só estou tentando manter a minha vida enquanto cuida de nossa filha ”você disse, beijando seus lábios suavemente,“ Vamos para casa” Hyoeun disse“ Ok”.

[honeybearloco]

“...For Me.”

Requested by @kai-y-lee

Hyo Eun X Female Reader Request: An angst with a smut ending.

“You know that I love you more than anything right?” He questioned.

You nodded and hugged him tightly. “I know.”

You loved him, but he didn’t love you. That was just how it was. It was a one-sided crush. You knew he didn’t love you, but you were always the one rushing back to him.

Most people would call it friends with benefits. You called it, enemies with benefits. You chose to hate him for using you a toy and for his own pleasure. You chose to hate him for toying with your heart. You chose to hate him because deep down you truly knew that you loved him.

You had met Hyo Eun through your best friend, Changmo. You were best friends with Changmo because the two of you were basically the same person but in different bodies. The two of you had been friends since you were babies and you planned on being friends forever. Once Changmo started to make a name for himself, you were always there being his main supporter.

Changmo always saw you as a sister and wanted no one to hurt you, which was why he didn’t want anyone to hurt you. You wanted nothing more than to meet his friends. He had warned you, he had a couple of friends he didn’t want you around, but you didn’t listen. All of his friends welcomed you with wide arms, especially Hyo Eun.

Rumors were flying around, that he was nothing but a playboy. You didn’t like to believe in rumors. You wanted to know for yourself, if you ended up hurt it would be your own fault.

Hyo Eun surprised by your presence. Changmo had talked a lot about you, but he wasn’t expecting you. He was expecting a girl who was the literal embodiment of him, but you were much more. From head to toe, you were beautiful. You were more than a pawn. He smirked as you walked into the room, with a wide smile on your face.

Before you knew it, you were wrapped around Hyo Eun’s finger. He treated you as if you were his property, only belonging to him, though he had a girlfriend. You hated the fact that you were a rebound for when his girlfriend was mad at him or had walked out, which for some reason happened too often. You couldn’t say you were ready for them to break up because you weren’t.

You had known his girlfriend. The two of you weren’t close friends but you went to school together. You wanted to hate her, but you couldn’t bring yourself to. It wasn’t her fault. None of this was. It was your fault, for falling too deep for him.

It was 2 in the morning on a Saturday. You were sound asleep in bed. It had been forever since you had a good night sleep. You were so stressed. You hadn’t heard, but your phone was blown up with texts and phone calls from the devil himself.

You slowly opened your eyes and grabbed your phone and looked to see who was calling. You frowned seeing the caller ID. You pressed the decline button and put your phone down. Not even five seconds later, his name popped back across the screen. You sighed and answered it, putting your phone to your ear.

“Are you ignoring me?” His voice coated with poison.

“That’s none of your business, Hyo Eun.”

He scoffed. “What’s up with you? You’ve been the same since three weeks ago.”

Bringing up the last time you went over to “comfort” him.

“You wouldn’t care.”

“How could you say that, Y/N? I do care. I’ve always cared about you.”

“Yeah, you do. Only when I’m giving you something.” You sassed.

There was a couple of seconds of silence. He felt your glare through the phone.

“Y/N. Don’t say things like that. You know I really like you-”

You hung up in his face. You were done with his lies. No more.

“No more. I’m done. I’m more than that.” You told yourself, as tears formed in your eyes.

For the next couple of weeks, you hadn’t heard anything from him. You were happy you hadn’t heard anything from him. But you heard from Deok Kwang that everything was going perfectly fine between him and his girlfriend. You were happy for the two of them. You began to put yourself out there.

You had gone on a few casual dates here and there, but nothing really huge. Tonight was your first real date. You were excited. You even went shopping and got a new dress. It was perfect. A black sleeveless bodice with a surplice necklace. A fitted skirt with a wrap detail. It even had a hidden back zipper. It fit your body perfectly, showing off your curves just the right way. You put on a pair of black heels with it. It went together so perfectly. You were in love with it. You fixed up your hair and makeup, just when you heard a knock on your door. You rushed to the front door and opened it, to see your date with a bouquet of roses in his hand. His name was Hyuk.

His face lit up as soon as he saw you.

“You look very beautiful. And these are for you.” He smiled and handed you the bouquet.

You giggled and covered the blush on your cheeks.

“No guy has ever got me flowers. Thank you. I’ll put these in a vase and grab my purse, then we can head out. Sound good?”

He nodded. You stepped aside. “You could come in if you like. I’ll only be a second.”

He stepped inside and sat on the sofa. You put the flowers in a vase and went to grab your purse and phone out of your room. As soon as you picked up your phone, it blinged with a text, from him. You looked through your notifications. He has sent more than one. He sent five.

“You’re going on a date?”

“You’re doing this to spit me aren’t you?!”

“We’re not done, Y/N. Stop acting like you hate me when deep down you know you love and care about me more than you will for any man.”

“Is this about Young Ji?!”

“Please answer me. I need you.”

You rolled your eyes at his last message. Just as you were about to send him a message, he sent one more.

“I know you see this. You’re reading it. Please, Y/N. I’m begging you.”

“You’re pathetic you know that right, Hyo Eun? Leave me be. I’m moving on so you should too. This should have never been a thing. I should have heeded Changmo’s advice to stay away from you. Yes, I love you. Yes, I care about you. But none of that matters. We aren’t a thing and never will be a thing. Do you understand me, Kim Hyo Eun?” You sent back.

He began typing but you were already annoyed. You turned your phone on Do Not Disturb and walked back into your living room to see your date, looking around your apartment.

“You ready?” You said, grabbing his attention.

He nodded and put out his elbow. You smiled and locked elbows with him, resting your head on his head on his shoulder, and walking out. The two of you quickly hopped into his car and he drove to the venue.

Hours later, he had driven you home. You were now sitting in his car, in the parking lot of your apartment. There was nothing but silence on the way back from the date. The date went well, the two of you talked so much that, you had nothing else to talk about on the way back home.

He turned his eyes to you. “Would you like me to walk you in?”

“No, that’s okay. Thank you for the offer. You should be getting home. Thanks for everything tonight.” You smiled at him.

“No problem. But you have to promise me, we’ll do it again.” He gushed with a bright smile on his face.

“I promise.” You added as you began to take off his jacket that he had even you early because you were cold inside of the restaurant.

“No, keep it. I don’t want you to be cold. And when you see it, you’ll think of me.” He smiled.

“You are a true romantic.” You laughed and unbuckled your seatbelt.

You opened the door and stepped out carefully. “You have my number call me soon, okay?”

He nodded. You closed the door and waved goodbye to him. You moved a couple of feet from his car and he pulled out of the parking lot. You walked up the stairs, taking out your keys and giggled as you recall your date.

As you reach the top step, you see a familiar figure standing out the door. You sighed realizing how it was.

“Do you know what time it is? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?” Hyo Eun’s voice sounded.

You didn’t answer. You just unlocked your door and walked in. Before you got the chance to shut it in his face, he pushed the door open and stepped in.

“Answer me dammit!”

“I could call the police.” You threatened.

“You wouldn’t dare, love.” He hissed, hitting a spot.

You only rolled your eyes and took off the jacket and set your purse down.

“Is that his jacket?” Hyo Eun questioned, folding his arms.

“Who?”

“That guy you were on a date with! Is that his jacket?”

“Even if it is it’s none of your business Hyo Eun, now get out of my apartment!” You screamed at him.

His face softened. That may have been the first time you had saw his face soften. He took a step toward you and you took a step back, looking away from.

“Y/N.” He said softly.

“Just go. You’re only hurting me. Stop causing me all this pain, Kim Hyo Eun! Do you enjoy seeing me like this?! Do you enjoy seeing me broken over you?! Do you enjoy knowing that you won?! Knowing that I can’t fucking live without you?! Knowing that I’m weak and I only have eyes for you?! Knowing that I’ll always love you more matter how much you hurt me?! Knowing that no matter how much I love you, that you’ll always think of me as a booty call?!” You cried, hitting his chest hard.

Tears were already falling from your eyes, slowly ruining your makeup. He wiped your eyes and held onto your cheeks.

“No, no I don’t enjoy seeing you like this. I don’t enjoy seeing you broken over me. I don’t like seeing you like this at all.” He sighed.

He kissed your forehead. “I love you more than you could ever know. You were never a toy. You were never just a booty call. I didn’t want to just call you for sex, Y/N. I love you too. Probably more than you will know. I love you so much it hurts sometimes. I never really realized it until you left.”

He pulled you into a tight hug, wrapping his arms around you tightly. You only stood there, unsure if you could forgive him so easily or not.

“You may hate me, but please. I want a second chance. I really want this between us. Whatever this is. I want this. I want to be your boyfriend. I want to hold you tight every hour of the day. I want to be able to kiss you wherever and whenever. I want to be able to hold your hand in public. I want you to be mine, Y/N.” He declared.

He finally pulled away. You looked up at him with sad eyes. He smashed his lips on yours. Not knowing what to do, you kissed back. He slowly wrapped his arms around you. You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling his body closer to yours.

He slowly disconnected his lips from yours. “You’re mine and mine only. Do you understand?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You only nodded and slammed your lips on his in a heated kiss. He grabbed you by your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist, being careful making sure his lips were still connected to yours. Knowing your apartment, just like it was his own, he walked down the hallway to find your bedroom. He closed the door behind him and slowly inched over to your bed, enjoying your soft lips on his. Once he reached your bed, he gently set you down, before disconnecting his lips once more.

“You really do need me, huh?”

“Hyo Eun, could you maybe stop being such a fuckboy for one fucking minute and maybe fuck me?!” You insinuated.

He shrugged his shoulders. “If that’s what you want Princess.” He smirked, knowing exactly how you felt about that pet name.

You had a love and hate relationship with the pet name ‘Princess’. It was always something Hyo Eun, used against you when the two of you were arguing. You hated the effect one word could have on you. You hated how weak you were against it.

He grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, letting it fall to the ground. He reached behind your back and quickly but swiftly unclasped your bra.

“I keep forgetting how many girls you’ve actually done this with.” You brought up.

“Do you want to argue about how many girls I’ve done this with or are you going to let me actually fuck you?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ll take the second option but with the first option after this.” You answered, a bit annoyed.

He rolled his eyes and stared down at your chest, as his eyes began to darken with lust.

“So beautiful. So so beautiful. All for me.” His voice deepened as if it was filled with some kind of poison.

His voice along with the sensation of excitement and the cold air sent chills down your spine. Your nipples slowly began to harden. Hyo Eun smiled at the sight before him. You were halfway exposed to him. He gently pushed you back on the bed and climbed on top of you with ease, before capturing your lips in a soft, loving kiss, surprising you. He was never soft with you. The sudden soft kiss caught you off guard.

He detached his lips from yours and made his way down to your neck where he began to make his attack, leaving hickeys and marks of all shorts, marking you up as his. You let out a soft moan and closed your eyes.

“I don’t want to be the only topless, Hyo Eun.” You spoke up.

“As you wish, my love.” He whispered against your neck.

He stood up on his knees and quickly took his shirt off, throwing it to the ground. He stared down at you with a smirk.

“Like what you see?”

“What I see is a fuckboy and can you please do something to me?”

“So impatient.” He smirked before, coming back down to you, giving you a rough kiss this time. He slowly slid his hands into your panties, rubbing you slowly. You let out a whimper against his lips at his touch. You hated it but you missed it so much.

He slowly pushed a finger inside of you. You moaned against his lips. He pulled away.

“You’re so tight. When is the last time you’ve done this?” He asked.

“The last time was when I was with you.”

He added in a finger as you let out a sigh. He slowly began to thrust his fingers in and out of you. You but your lip to hold in your moans.

He slowed his fingers, leaving you whining, trying to move your hips on his fingers to get more friction.

“Hyo Eun!” You whined.

“Why are you holding in your moans? You know how I feel about that.” He added.

“No more foreplay, I need you!” You gushed, grabbing the hem of his jeans, pulling him closer to you.

“Alright, alright. I get it. You’re needy.” He giggled, you only rolled your eyes.

He quickly took off your panties and then pulled away from you. He slowly began to strip, giving you a show. A smirk slowly appeared on your face.

Finally, the both of you were fully naked. He straddled your legs and got in between them. He allowed his length to go up and down your wet folds a couple of times.

“You really are needy, aren’t you?” He questioned.

“Hyo Eun, shut up.”

He slowly slid into you, letting out a groan. You let out a long moan and closed your eyes tightly.

It took everything in him to not let go right there. You pulled him down and held onto him tightly. Finally, after you adjusted, you wanted nothing more than for him to move.

“Please move.” You said barely above a whisper.

He slowly began to move, finding a slow pace but passionate. This was different from what you were used to. He was always fast and hard with you.

He thrusted upward, trying to find your sweet spot. You let out a yelp as soon as he did. He smirked at you and placed his head in your neck. He slowly began to pick up his pace, signifying he was going to reach his end soon. You were already feeling that certain feeling, rising up in your stomach. You were already close.

“I’m close.”

“Wait for me.”

He kept speeding up his pace, trying to catch up to you. You tried to hold on, but it was getting too much to handle. Feeling you tighten around him, he let out a groan.

“Cum for me, Y/N.”

That was all you needed. You were sent over the edge, feeling your release, made him release. He rode out the both of the highs and pulled out of you slowly and collapsed next to you. The two of you climbed under the covers.

“You know that I love you more than anything, right?” He questioned.

You nodded and hugged him tightly, resting your head on his bare chest. “I know.”

He kissed your head. “No matter what I do. No matter what happens in the future. I’ll always be there for you, I promise. Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight.”

[honeybearloco]

“...Playing With Me.”

Requested by an anon. To the realest anon out there for requesting ma boi.

Kim Hyo Eun X Female Reader Request: He and his girlfriend are chillin in the studio

"I’m kidding. I’m kidding! Stop being violent!"

"I should hit you again for playing with me."

You were one of the best stylists around. You worked with all different types of people. Of course, your best friend at the time, Hyo Eun, was your main source of support. You had met Hyo Eun through a mutual friend of the both of yours.

The two of you hit it off immediately and began to hang out all day, everyday. He made you feel welcome and helped you work on your people skills.

You had recently got time off. Hyo Eun offered to take you out to a new burger joint that had opened not far from Illionaire. You didn’t think too much about it.

Truth was, you of course did like him. Everyone could tell except for him. You were tired of hiding it. You were ready to tell him and you thought today would be the perfect time. It was easy to tell he liked you as well. You just never brought it up, in case you were wrong somehow.

He wanted to confess to you. You knew that as well. You kinda overheard him talking about it with Joon Kyung which was a big mistake.

You had made it to the address Hyo Eun texted you. You looked around to find him.

"Y/N!" You heard his voice calling out to you.

You turned to your right to see him sitting in a booth, waving to you. You smiled and waved back before rushing over.

You sat across from him and took in the new surroundings.

"This place is nice."

"I know. Deok Kwang told me about it, I knew you would like this place." He said.

"Well then you know me well." You giggled.

A waitress with a huge smile approached your table. "Good afternoon! My name is Ji Eun, and I’ll be your server today. Can I get you guys started with some drinks?"

Your little friendly date with Hyo Eun was doing well. It was just like other day you spent with him. It was coming to an end. You were getting ready to go, when the waitress brought out the bill and something else.

"The bill and for you, the lovely madam. Have a good rest of you day." She smiled before handing you a little gift box.

You tilted your head in confusion. You look on the box, there was no name on it or who it was from.

"Hyo Eun, what’s this?" You asked.

He shrugged his shoulders "Open it."

You opened it slowly and carefully. To your surprise there was a locket on a chain. You picked up the locket and gasped. Inside was a picture of you and Hyo Eun from a couple of months ago.

"What is this?" You asked giggling.

"There’s something else in there?"

You looked inside the gift box once more, to see a little note. You grabbed it and read it. "A beautiful locket, for a beautiful woman." The note read.

You looked up at him. "Is this your confession?"

"Yeah, how’d I do?"

"I thought it was cute. I’m just really glad you didn’t take Joon Kyung’s advice and try to get me a Rollie." You rolled my eyes.

"How did you even know about that?" He questioned.

"Neither you or Joon Kyung talk quietly enough. But I like you too if that helps anything."

The two of you have been dating for about six months now but everything was moving so fast because of how compatible the two of you were.

Not a single step of the way did he make you feel uncomfortable or hurt you. You truly did love him and you wanted to spend all the time in the world with him.

Which was why you took the day off and decided to go see him in the studio. You were always welcome at Illionaire, Joon Kyung had said so. And whatever he says, goes. But you of course can't come empty handed.

It was about to be lunch time anyways. You stopped and got lunch for everyone at a nearby cafe. It was one all of you went too before. You remember heir favorites so you bought them.

You finally had made it to Illionaire and you were greeted by a couple of faces you didn't recognize. You didn't know them, but they of course knew you. All of them had recognized you for your stylings.

You made your way to Hyo Eun’s studio. You knocked on the door.

"Come in!" He said through the door.

You opened the door and closed it behind you. Luckily they were all inside of his studio.

"It’s Y/N!" Changmo smiled.

"And she brought food!" Deok Kwang added.

You smiled and handed everyone their food, handing Hyo Eun, his last. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

"Thanks Babe." He smiled before pecking your lips.

"No problem."

He pulled you into his lap, you let out a silent yelp before giggling. "Holding you."

"We’ll be going now. Goodbye." All of them quickly ran out of the studio.

"What’s with them?"

"Beats me. I’m just happy you’re here. I’ve got some music I want you to listen to."

"You know I’m always up for listening to your music." You smiled.

For about ten or so minutes, you listened to the tracks he wanted you to. It was around six or seven different tracks. All of them different but similar in a way, to where you could tell they were his.

"So? Which one do you like?" He questioned.

"I like all of them." You answered.

He sighed before whining. "Babe!"

"What? You know I can’t pick. I love everything you do, you know that."

He moved a strand of your hair behind your ear. "Maybe I should have let someone else listen to my tracks."

You hit his chest and frowned.

"I’m kidding. I’m kidding! Stop being violent!"

"I should hit you again for playing with me."

He stuck his tongue out at you before pulling you closer to him, resting his head on you.

"Now you want rest on me." You rolled your eyes.

"I can hear your roll your eyes, that’s how loud it is." He joked.

"You are really trying to get hit, aren’t you?" You questioned.

"I love you too."

The two of you spent the rest of the day in his studio. He was trying to work, you of course weren’t helping. Let’s just say you couldn’t stay in one spot for a very long time. You could barely even stay in his lap for more than five minutes without anything to do.

You were currently sitting in his lap, playing with his hair.

"You’re bored huh?"

"What? Why do you say that?" You asked him.

"Because you’re playing with my hair. You only play with my hair when you’re bored. Am I boring?" He pouted.

"Of course not, my big baby. You’re just working and I don’t want to distract you."

"Because you being in my lap and playing with my hair isn’t distracting."

"Are you complaining? I can get up at any-"

"No! Don’t you dare move."

"Okay, okay. I won’t." You giggled and continued to play with his hair, thinking to yourself.

"I’ll be finish in about twenty or so minutes, then we can head home and I’m yours for the rest of the day. Do you think you can handle twenty more minutes of me working?" He asked.

You nodded and rested your head on his shoulder, leaving your face in the crook of his neck. It wasn’t long before you had fell asleep.

"Y/N? Are you still awake?"

No answer. He smiled. He kissed the side of your head.

"Sleep well."

He finished up working and looked down at you to see you were still asleep. He smiled to himself. "Babe, wake up it’s time to go."

You awoke and stretched. "How long was I out?"

"About twenty or so minutes. I finished up work, we can go home now."

You smiled before pecking his lips.

"What was that for?"

"While I was asleep, I had a dream about you."

"I wonder what this dream was about, all good I hope." He smirked.

"Of course all good, until you give me a reason to dream of something bad. Now take me home, so you can spoil me with your attention."

[fanxyblog]

YOU HAVE FLOUR ON YOUR FOREHEAD ~ HASH SWAN

A/N : This one is short because my teachers are giving me more work to do online than when we were at school so I don't have as much of time as I would like to have for writing, anyways another one for Hash on my blog. Hope you all enjoy this one !

Warnings: None

Word Count: 541

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I'M SORRY FOR THE MISTAKES

The kitchen in your apartment was messy, flour was spilled everywhere but you didn't care about it now.

Your hands were covered in red bean paste, you were humming along to the song that was playing on the radio.

You were making gyeongju bread for Deokwang.

He was having a hard time lately, he had a lot of work to do which ment he was bearly at home, it resulted in him being very stressed.

It was curently 9 p.m and your boyfriend was coming home after three long days of sleeping in his studio, it took a lot from you to convince him to spend the night at home.

You knew that it was his job and he was doing what he loved but sometimes it made him forget that he is a human and he needs to rest sometimes.

You were stuffing the bread with filling, you were so focused on your job that you didn't even know, that Deokwang was home.

He was drenched out of energy, he was working hard on his new album and even thought he knew that you completly understood why he wasn't at home, he couldn't help but to feel sorry towards you.

His work costed him a lot of energy and a lot of renunciations but he couldn't imagine himself doing a different job.

He stood in the kitchen doorstep and looked at you, with nothing else than love in his eyes. He could tell by the smell that you were making gyeongju bread, it made him smile.

The thought of having somone like you in his life made him happy, you were like a treasure to him.

Deokwang approched you silently while you were waching your hands under hot water, his hands rested around your waist and his face have found it's place in the crock of your neck.

"You are back"

"Mhm" he murmmured into your skin

You turned around to face him and put your still wet hands on his cheeks.

"Hey, your hands are wet" he tried to get away from your touch, but you didn't let him, you bringed him closer to you and kissed him sweetly.

Deokwang was looking at you with a smile on his face, but it wasn't a sweet smile, it was a smile that made him look like he knows something you don't.

"What is it hmm? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh it's nothing" he whispered in your ear

"It's just that you have flour on your forehead" you gasped loudly at his words and runned out of the kitchen to check yourself in the mirror. Deokwang following right after you.

"Yah! Why didn't you tell me right when you saw me ?" you asked reproachfully

"Because you look cute with that white strap on your face " he laughed at you.

"Yah... Deokwang" you pouted at him

He came closer and hugged you after leaving a kiss on your forhead

"I love you Y/N, thank you for taking care of me "

You smiled and hugged him back, it was good to have him at home, even for a short period of time.

"I love you too"

[richrubies]

김효은 — keemhyoeun

[richrubies]

김효은오빠

[richrubies]

붉은 색 — the colour red

[richrubies]

I was tagged by @bloosclue​ 🌸 I actually didn’t read the prompt until I had made my photos semi-match with my artists because I thought this was meant to be a post-your-matching-khh-boyfriend, not post your fave khh artists 🤦🏼‍♀️ but either way I love both of these men and their music.

I tag: @ukhyeonn @multifandom-hoee @heavenlyseraphic @too-many-fandoms666 @seoulessnights

[richrubies]

Keem Hyo Eun - World is Mine MV

[ilove-bloo]

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[LAST UPDATED: 5/20/2020]

how to request:

send a request here.

send in the artists along with a scenario/situation OR send in the artist and give a time stamp, i can make the situation to be creative hehe. try to be as specific if you can, it will make it easier for me and i’m sure you’ll be more satisfied!

what i’ll write:

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time stamps

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au (feel like i could really have fun w these)

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leellamarz

loco

loopy

nafla

no:el

ph-1

sik-k

simon dominic

vinxen

woo wonjae

yang hongwon/young b

zico

**if the person you want to request isn’t here, it doesn’t necessarily mean i won’t write about them it’s just i don’t know much about them - i do take the time to learn about more artists so you MIGHT get your request fulfilled anyways! (i also may have forgotten to write their name haha) **

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smut... i’m just bad at it

abuse/sexual assault/rape (including artists that have related scandals - no toleration)

cheating

mental illness/depression

blood/gore

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[honeybearloco]

“…I Know.”

TITLE ⇁ "...I Know.”

PAIRING ⇁ Hyo Eun X Female Reader.

SYNOPSIS ⇁ An angst to fluff scenario. The reader’s boyfriend recently broke up with her. Her brother’s best friend and crush, Hyo Eun heads over to comfort her.

REQUESTED BY ⇁ @hyoeun-jade

WORD COUNT ⇁ 0.8K.

A/N ⇁ My first scenario back. It is short and I apologize for that, and at some points, it might not make sense since I barely read over it. But it feels good to be writing again. I might try to get one more scenario out before the end of the year but I don’t know yet. I missed writing on this blog so much. And this is kind of the new scenario format because I wanted to clean it up a bit. 

"You know I’ll kill him, right?"

"I know, I know." You giggled.

You had always hated Hyo Eun, from his head to the bottom of his feet. You hated him and absolutely everything about him. The sad thing about it was though you hated him, you liked him. You had to see him every day, he was your older brother’s best friend. He was always at your house.

Hyo Eun knew you had a crush on him and liked to make fun of you for it. He never saw you as someone he could be with, he viewed you as a little sister. Because of this, you grew to hate him even more than you already did.

Through high school, Hyo Eun had never left you alone. He wouldn’t let you date, saying that all high school boys wanted more than just a relationship. For a while, you did believe him, until you had found one boy who had made you happy, and shared your hatred for Hyo Eun. Your boyfriend didn’t like Hyo Eun, nor did Hyo Eun like your boyfriend. Perhaps your boyfriend hated Hyo Eun a lot more than you did, but he would never tell you that.

Recently you and your boyfriend broke up, through text. You were heartbroken. You had shut everyone out. He was your high school sweetheart. No one could get a hold of you. You weren’t answering your phone, the phone, or anything.

Hyo Eun was tired of you ignoring him. He went to your apartment and banged at your door. "Y/N! Open up! I know you’re in there! Open up! You have people worried about you."

You hear his voice all the way from your room. You let out a small groan, covering your head with your pillow.

"Y/N! ANSWER THE DOOR! Are you really this strung out over a boy who barely even loved you? It was bound to happen, Y/N. Please open the door. Your brother is worried about you. You aren’t even answering my calls."

You threw your pillow, climbing out of bed. You climbed out of bed, walking to the front door. You unlocked the door, opening it slightly. "Thanks for making feel better Hyo Eun. That’s totally what I wanted to hear from you. If you’re done, could you politely fuck off and let me cry in peace?"

You were about to slam the door in his face, when he put a foot out, stopping the door. "Y/N, I’m sorry. Come on, princess. Let’s talk."

You rolled your eyes. "You haven’t called me princess since I was eight. What makes you think that is going to work?"

"Because you’re still the same princess you were when you were eight. Do you remember what I told you when you were little? You would always be my princess. No matter who you dated. No matter who you loved. You would always be my princess. Hyo Eun’s princess." He smiled.

On the outside, you kept your blank stare. On the inside, you were touched that he remembered something that happened so long ago. The truth was, you loved when he called you his princess. You always did love it. Even when you were going through your rebellious teen years, you still loved when Hyo Eun called you princess. Maybe that is what had you hooked on him for the first ten or so years of your life.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

You opened the door wider and stepped inside. He closed the door behind him. With a few seconds of silence. He grabbed your hand tightly, pulling you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. "He didn’t deserve you anyways, Princess. Don’t worry about him. If he can’t do it face to face, then he was a bitch. No one makes my Princess cry."

You slowly wrapped your arms around him, tears forming your eyes once again. You laid your head on his chest, as hot tears fell from your eyes onto his shirt. He softly patted your back. "Boys are dicks. Do you want some ice cream to forget all about him?"

You nodded, still clinging tightly onto him.

"Alright, come on. Let’s set you down." He said, reaching behind him, taking one of your hands into his. "Let’s get the Princess some ice cream."

You wiped your eyes with your empty arm. Hyo Eun walked you over to your sofa. He set you down gently, heading to the kitchen, searching for a bowl. He found a bowl, walking over to your freezer to find a gallon of ice cream.

He made you a huge bowl of ice cream, along with one for himself. He walked back over to you, handing you one of the bowls. You wasted no time and dug into the ice cream. Hyo Eun smiled.

"You know I’ll kill him, right?"

"I know, I know." You giggled.