#kim jiwoong fanfiction

[ohdudedhesflirting]

Meet me in the gardens

Pairing : f!reader x kim jiwoong

Synopsis : Secret romance with headgarderner!Jiwoong put at peril by the family..

Genre : Historical au, fluff, loverboy Jiwoong, bit of angst

Warnings : get a bit hot (during 0,5 seconds) but nothing explicit

Notes : This will be a serie so if you wanna be tagged for the next one, please tell me <3 I hope you will all enjoy this

I also opened a taglist <3

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As the chief gardener he was the one responsible for all of the plants, herbology, vegetable gardens and aesthetic purposes.

The family he was serving was one of the most powerful of the country. Y/F/N.

The family had gotten extremely rich due to trade of alcohol, tobacco, riches. And finally had married their eldest daughter to one of the duc of the kingdom.

Their family had gotten even more influent and powerful.

The criteria Gydneria was over 100 acres. More than 45 bedrooms and 15 bathrooms. They were powerful. They were rich and they wanted even more to assert their powers.

Yn was the the second daughter of the family and the expected next to have a grand wedding. As, or even grander than her sister.

However what they did not know was that their daughter was often slipping away and enjoying the calm of the gardens since years.

He had taught her everything and after years the mentor relationship had developed onto something more fragile and important.

He had taught her everything and after years the mentor relationship had developed onto something more fragile and important.

He had taught her everything and after years the mentor relationship had developed onto something more fragile and important.

Love.

Each day they were meeting in the secret of the gardens. Hidden behind the trees and plants.

They talked about everything and nothing. Simply holding hands, playing with each other fingers. They thought they had forever before them.

"What will you do"

"What do you mean ?"

"After this? I mean do you want to stay the head gardener of my family forever .. ? Do you have any plans?"

Jiwoong was left pensive for a few moments, still playing with your fingers, tracing over them with his calloused hands.

"I do. Soon I will have enough money to buy myself a little domain. I will grow plants there and sell them. I will be my own man."

"So you do not wanna stay?"

Jiwoong turned over to look at yn and slowly tracing over their freckles on their nose.

"Well I thought during a long time that I would stay here forever. But I there was this desire to be my own boss and now... well things are different."

Jiwoong kept tracing over your freckles but now he was going on the cheeks, on your collarbones that was getting out of your corseted dress.

"Now things are different ?"

The black haired man waited a few minutes before keeping himself quiet and telling her to just forget about it, suddenly feeling shy.

"Tell me Woong. Please ?"

You knew that Jiwoong always had been the softer one in your relationship. A pretty please and sparkly eyes and he would give up to you

"I mean.. now I have someone I will have to care for and put food on the table for. So I have to be my own man and keep my own money, at my own place"

What Jiwoong told you left you speechless, the man was looking up at the sky, lost in his own thoughts, looking at the clouds.

"You mean ..? "

As Jiwoong slowly got up, you followed him in his movements.

"Once I'm established enough and I bought the domain and started everything.. I will ask for your hand. I will ask you and if you want me I will declare myself to your father and I will marry you"

A smile formed on your lips. You could have wished for nothing more than to marry Jiwoong.

Eyes sparkling and without leaving one more second you took Jiwoong uniforms collar and placed your lips on his. There was an eagerness that had only ever been met between the two of you a few times.

The kiss kept getting deeper and more intense. His hands was running on your hops on your corset, and yours on his torso.

Without completely wanting to, Jiwoong pulled away.

"We shouldn't do that"

"You said you will marry me, we could."

"My love I wanna give you everything. When we will do that, we will do it as husband and wife."

"You don't want me.."

Slowly pulling from him you started to feel insecure, yes he wanted to marry you, but did he want you ?

"No no. I want you. I want you desperately. I respect you too much to do that here on the grass, maybe later we could.. but for the first time I will give you everything you deserves."

Before even letting you the time to speak, Jiwoong stood up and took up by his side placing your hand on his heart

"See this beats for you. I beat for you and I will give you everything you deserve my love"

-_-_-_

"You are getting married."

Slowly blinking at your father you looked at him without understanding. It had only been a month since you and Jiwoong had talked about your plans. Had he already been making the needed arrangments? What about asking you first ?

"Sorry?"

"To prince Sung Han Bin. In three months time"

Your father had left you speechless. How could he .. not only you were speechless but your older brother Zhang Hao, and your little brother Ricky were as well.

Before you even had the time to understand the situation your father told you that the arrangements had been made and that you would leave in two days time for their countryside residence to meet with the Prince and learn about your duties as the future princess.

The marriage of your sister had been the stepping stone they needed to get what they truly wanted since the beginning : marrying into the royal family.

"Listen YN you have a responsibility. Ricky is not married yet and with his looks, our money and your new status he will be able to marry well. You need once you are married to give the throne an heir quickly. Do you understand ?"

Not one word could begin to leave your mouth. Why would this responsibility fall onto your shoulders ?

You knew that your father did not know for you and Jiwoong and you could only be left to think about what would happen if he learned? Would he keep on the marriage or would he want your hapiness ?

A part of you knew the answer and you didn't like it.

As soon as your parents freed you and your brothers you left without a second thought for the garden where you knew you would find Jiwoong. He had told you what he had to do for the day and you went straightly to see him.

As soon as you saw his tall figure, working the truth imposed itself to you : your father would never allow you to marry him and would force you toward the Prince.

Feeling someone eyes on him Jiwoong turned away and met your eyes.

Seeing you, a smile escaped his lips and he went straightly to you. Placing his hands on your lips he placed a quick kiss on them. Stepping away and looking at your face he understood something was wrong.

You told him everything. Your marriage. The greed of your father. The responsibility you had for your brother.

Jiwoong was left speechless a few seconds before he quickly found a solution. Completely engulfind your face on the palm of his hands, Jiwoong rested his forehead on yours.

"I will make the arrangments, I know someone.. Just pack your things, everything you need and we will leave. Tonight."

"But Ricky? "

The man slowly breathed and responsded "Ricky will be fine by himself. As your father said he is handsome enough to have everything he desires. And once he will know, he will understand, he loves you to much to leave you in a life of suffering for him"

Slowly you agreed. You knew he would be fine.

"Tonight, you will meet me in the gardens, at midnight, at the foutain with the roses. We will leave."

You accepted, and you knew you had to prepare everything.

Leaving Jiwoong side he left one last kiss on your hand. Telling you everything would be alright.

-_-_-_

Midnight.

It had been 15 minutes that Jiwoong waited for you, sat on the chair, a bouquet of roses in his hands. You had a tight schedule. You both needed to leave for the countryside, hidden somewhere your father would not find you.

What Jiwoong had not planned was that you would not come, minutes were passing by.

When suddenly a sound came out from the bushes. A tall figure came out of the bushes.

"She won't come"

Looking up at your little brother, Jiwoong questionned him.

"They know. Her maid told them. They took her away Jiwoong. You will not see her again."

Feeling his knees giving out the tall man fell on the floor. The roses falling with him, leaving petals on the ground. How could he have not thought about it ? Her maid... Everything was ruined because of the maid..

Now what could he do ? How could he go back to you before your marriage with Prince Sung Han Bin ...

..... To be followed

[arafilez]

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“Morning sleepyhead,” you hear Gyuvin’s voice beside you and groan lightly when the tiniest bit of sunshine reaches your eyes. Gyuvin shifts a little and you hum in content, smilingly sleepily, and sling an arm around his waist.

“Happy birthday,” he giggles, the soft melody of his voice engulfs the room making your smile widen as he nuzzles his nose in your hair. You scoot closer to him, if that is even possible and take in his morning scent. He smells like mangoes with a hint of spices you cannot define but you can easily say it’s your favourite.

“Do you know how long you slept?” he chuckles, his hands twirling the ends of your hair and unwinding them and you nod lightly with your eyes closed and refusing to look at what you now expect a smug expression on his face. “Ten hours,” he snorts as his fingers slowly trace down your skin, making small traces and he leans down to teasingly whisper, “Is it called the birthday sleep?”

“Stop it,” you whine, sleep still partaking your features as you look at him opening your eyes slowly only to close them again and shove your face into the crook of his neck. A full-blown laugh overtakes his features as he keeps tracing patterns on your waist.

“We should get up,” he softly says, dipping his head and kissing below your ears making you whine and clutch on his crumpled shirt and say, “No.” Gyuvin laughs lightly making you giggle and he slowly parts a little looking at the scrunched-up features cooing in adoration.

“Well since it is your birthday, I guess I have to listen to you,” he sing-songs teasingly making you throw a small punch at his chest and he pecks your nose before holding you close and getting back to sleep.

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[chaesparklez]

holiday fling | jiwoong x reader

wc: 2.4k

reader: femme afab: heavily gendered descriptions (reader is described with gendered terms, described to be wearing lingerie, having breasts)

warnings: MINORS DNI EXPLICIT SMUT 18+

alcohol consumption, oral f! receiving, heavy petting, vaginal sex, one night stand, teasing, spanking, once again mentions of reader being female!!

synopsis: a hot mysterious stranger approaches you on the roof of your hotel on vacation. after chatting to you through a night filled with sexual tension, he slips a chit of paper into your hand inscribed with only one thing- his room number. by the energy built up between you, you just know exactly what’ll happen once you step foot in that room. :)

a/n: cross posted on wattpad and ao3. full version available on both platforms by yours truly. wattpad+ao3 @/chaesparkle

you've been staring at your reflection so hard it's starting to distort itself.

you had been slowly making yourself up for the past 45 minutes, spraying scent on freshly showered skin and dabbing cream highlight across your cheekbones. you'd come to the decision that you were going to jiwoong's hotel room tonight.

a couple of days had passed since the night on the terrace which you were still surprised wasn't a fever dream. it wasn’t often that a tall handsome stranger approached you out of nowhere and started flirting… and you actually flirted back.

you had decided to say 'fuck it' and take up his lucrative offer. those raven black eyes and wily smile had charmed you.

and after all, what was the harm in having some fun on vacation?

so you find yourself stood outside the mahogany door with '107' marked in gold letters on it. taking a deep breath, you knock.

and there he is. the man himself, standing before you in all his glory in grey sweatpants, hair still damp from the shower and smelling amazing. jiwoong greets you with his lazy smile, leaning against the doorframe in that laidback sexy way that seemed to entice you here in the first place.

"and she finally makes her appearance. come on in," he says, gesturing for you to enter with a nod of his head.

the suite is amazing. cream interior with windows stretching from floor to ceiling through which you can see the view of the whole city. the room is dimly lit with only the warm light of a tall floor lamp.

'it's nice to see you again. how are you?'

"never been better."

jiwoong sidles over to the window and gazes out at the sparkling view.

"it's a beautiful view." you comment.

he turns around and smiles.

"it's a very, very beautiful view." he remarks, walking over to you while taking in your appearance. your heart skips a beat at his piercing gaze which now focuses on your deep red lips.

"would you like some wine?"

"i'd love some."

he pours a glass of plum wine for you both before proffering his glass to cheers.

"what should we cheers to?"

"to this impossibly gorgeous view. to this long summer night. and to us?" you smile.

"to us." he grins, clinking your glasses together. he takes your hand gently and guides you to sit on the plushy king-sized bed where you perch down gingerly.

"i'm sorry i approached you so abruptly." he says.‘ever since i saw you i just felt this overwhelming feeling.'

"a good or a bad feeling?" you ask, smiling and sipping your wine.

"i thought i was going insane. it’s not everyday you come across a beautiful woman like you. whatever i felt when i saw you, it was... primal."

"well then, i guess that doesn't make you the only insane person." you mutter delicately.

your heart rate quickens as a moment of silence passes between you. you gaze up into his eyes before they travel down to his full lips, the sexual tension in the air almost palpable. he brushes your hair away from your face and caresses your cheek with his thumb. his thumb strokes your bottom lip gently, his gaze fixed on those ruby lips once again.

a mischievous idea comes into your head. and you proceed to take his thumb into your mouth while maintaining eye contact the whole time.

jiwoong purses his lips and squeezes his eyes closed while shaking his head, overcome with lust. taking a step away from you he runs a hand through his hair and curses under his breath, muttering just loud enough for you to hear:

"you drive me crazy."

"i could say the same to you as well." cocking your head to the side and giving him a mischievous grin.

you stand up and inch towards him with your hands behind your back. coming so close to him you can smell his earthy cologne, you look into his eyes again.

'you know, i dreamt of you that night. after we met on the terrace.'

"oh?"

"mhmm."

he pulls you in by the waist so you're merely inches away.

"and what did we get up to in this dream?" he asks, a dark glint in his eye.

your hand, which rests against his muscled chest, strokes down slowly as you lean in closer.

"you fucked the shit out of me." you whisper into his ear.

a beat.

and his lips are on yours.

he kisses you passionately, his lips soft and warm against your own. the kiss is hot and sultry, the two of you desperately hungry for one another. your heartbeat goes crazy and you feel the blood rush to your cheeks as he intensifies the kiss. you naturally sink onto the bed so he's on top of you. the heat of your bodies combined only increases your hunger for one another, his hand slowly travelling up your thigh to trace the line of your panties. you shiver at his cool touch and run your hands through his hair.

exploring each other's bodies, you caress his muscled chest. your hand travels down to his perfect abs; you feel his growing erection pressed against your pelvis and he takes a sharp intake of breath as your hand brushes over it. in return his touch travels up to your breasts gently massaging them over your bra.

the white robe you wear begins to slip down your shoulder with the movement, exposing your skin, and jiwoong's mouth strays from your lips down to your neck, sucking and nibbling gently on your soft skin. he leaves gentle kisses on the sensitive part of your neck where it meets the collarbone. it feels so good you can't help but let out a gentle moan, waves of pleasure blooming throughout your body right to the tips of your fingers.

he removes his t shirt before taking off your robe and tossing it aside so you can feel each other's bare skin. god, the view of him on top of you with those muscles on full display has you reeling.

his kisses wander from your neck to your collarbone across to the shoulder, then back to your lips. the tip of his tongue slides across your teeth, and you moan once again. you need more; you need him all over you.

you pull away for a moment, the two of you breathless and flushed with desire. he takes a look at you lying underneath him; the view of you gazing up at him with pink cheeks and your lipstick smudged makes him positively ravenous for you.

removing your bra and throwing it aside in a swift movement, he begins to massage one of your breasts while sloppily licking and sucking the hardened nipple of the other; his cold hand contrasting with the heat of his tongue circling your nipple. you sigh in pleasure, running your fingers along his exposed back.

between kisses you ask in a yearning voice: "please. i need your lips. your tongue. down here." you take his hand and place it between your legs, where without missing a beat he strokes along the line of your dripping wet pussy, his middle finger massaging your clit in circular motions, making you gasp between his lips at his touch.

with swollen lips and tousled hair, he locks eyes with you and slowly sinks down to your legs before taking off your panties.

he runs his tongue up along the length of your pussy and down again allowing himself to enjoy your sweet juices. eating you out fast and sloppily, the room is filled with your moans at the relentless flicks of his tongue against your clit. gripping your thighs, you arch into his touch as he continues to lick your pussy with ravenous desire. he sucks right on your clit, the suction sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body.

his passion, the messiness of it, the rawness of everything is so erotic. your thighs begin to tremble around his face and you weave your fingers through his thick black hair pulling in desperation, feeling your climax coming close already.

"f-fuck me..." you whimper, head spinning.

upon hearing this he emerges from between your legs with messy hair and wetness dripping down his chin. wiping it with the back of his hand before slowly making his way back up to you.

with him on top of you and your legs wrapped around him you can feel his hard length on your center. finally straying away from your body, he pauses to take a condom out of the bedside drawer.

he tears open the condom packet with his teeth in an irresistibly sexy way, looking right at you with those dark bedroom eyes. then removes his shorts. you gape at his fully grown length, unable to help rubbing your thighs together at how the sight before you makes you even wetter. just before he puts it on, you find yourself asking:

“can i do it?”

he hands it over and as you take his length into your hand for a moment he lets out a deep moan under his breath, making you smile in amusement and gaze up at him, stroking it once to tease him.

"don't," he breathes. 'it's hard enough trying not to cum without you looking at me like that.' he brushes your hair away from your eyes.

placing the condom on his tip you lean forward and roll it down with your mouth, prompting another suppressed moan from him. he curses under his breath at the feeling of your lips around his length. unable to stand it, he roughly pushes you back onto the bed.

your breath quickens, your chest rising and falling in close proximity with the heat of his body. you bite your lip in anticipation.

"tell me if it hurts." he says in a deepened voice.

then he thrusts his cock deep inside you. you cry out in pleasure and grip at the sheets, your walls clenching around him. as he begins to move his hips, you grasp at his back leaving faint scratches on it. the sensation of his touch all over your body making every cell in your body light up in response.

he fucks you passionately, robbing you of your breath. you feel every inch of his throbbing cock inside you hitting your g spot with every rough thrust. he burrows his face into your neck and moans deeply, so you can feel the vibrations on your skin.

making out with you sloppily, he picks up the pace, fucking you hard and fast so the room is filled with the sound of your desperate moans and skin slapping against skin. you throw your head back in desire and moan without holding back.

"ah, fuck! just like that. please. keep going."

"how much do you want it? beg for me."

"p-please. please jiwoong. fuck me. go deeper."

"oh yeah? and what if i don't?" he contests, smirking.

he pulls out and strokes along the length of your center with his cock deliberately refusing to enter you. the stimulation against your sensitive clit combined with his husky voice whispering filth in your ear has you in pieces. you cant handle this anymore.

you move out from underneath him and pin him down, straddling him. surprised at first, that dangerous smirk of his creeps onto his face again as he takes in the view before him. he places his hands on your hips and squeezes your ass, letting his touch wander up to caress your waist, your breasts.

"you look so good on top of me like that." he mutters.

"you don't look too bad yourself," you smile and lean down to plant a hot kiss on his lips.

then you take in his length once again and begin to ride him, stimulating your clit with every movement while enjoying the feeling of his cock inside you. he squeezes your hips tighter and moans. he really does look so hot laying underneath you. his abdominals ripple in pleasure and his neck glimmers with sweat. his eyes fixate on your undulating body without wavering. you stroke your hand slowly down from his chest to his abs and whisper, "you like that?" in a breathy voice.

"mhmm" he replies, eyes closed and head thrown back.

you grin, satisfied, and continue to ride him. the sound of your combined moans reverberates around the room and your pussy throbs at how jiwoong looks at you with eyes filled with lust. you take his hand and place it on your breast, which he fondles with his firm grip. he rolls the tip of your nipple between his fingers. you whine loudly and throw your head back while riding him, your body rolls becoming slow and drawn out before coming to a stop.

switching positions, you place yourself on all fours and sink your head to rest on your arms while jiwoong positions himself behind you. slowly, so you can feel every pulsating vein, he slides his length into your pussy. you moan at how you can feel every inch of his cock inside you in this position. and once again he fucks you intensely as if he has something to prove, his hands gripping your ass hard and using the momentum to fuck you deeper. he alternates between deep, rough thrusts and smooth movements grinding his hips. you hide your face in the pillow stifling your moans but you feel him pull your head back with a tug to your hair.

"let it all out, princess. you don't have to be quiet here." he says, kissing the nape of your neck.

you cry out in pleasure just as he expects, to which he continues fucking you intensely and spanks your ass. your pussy clenches around his length at this, the sensation of your throbbing pussy combined with the way your ass tingles from the slap making you so wet you can feel it dripping down your legs. you beg for more and he obliges. you moan desperately at every spank landed on your trembling ass. you feel your climax come close and grasp at the pillow.

"fuck, i'm cumming, i'm cumming.." you whimper before your climax finally hits you, wave after wave of pleasure washing over you. your body trembles, overcome with sweet relief, and your pussy throbs around jiwoong's length. he cums right after, finishing with deep solid thrusts while moaning deeply. he gently massages the throbbing red skin of your ass and pulls out.

and like that, your bodies come to a repose. you sink into one another like withered leaves on the bed, jiwoong resting his head on your breasts.

a holiday fling, indeed.

[gyuvinsmistress]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡ the assistant ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

synopsis: you’ve just been hired for a mystery role at wakeone entertainment to work with members of zb1. your job description is slightly more than you bargained for.

♡ gyuvin & jiwoong x reader fic

♡ gwajaz sexual tension & well..

♡ dominant jiwoong teaching gyuvin how to fuck though he doesn’t need much help

♡ female reader , 18+, explicit

tysm if you read!! also posted on my ao3 :3

You pull up outside of the WakeOne Entertainment building. "This must be it..." you think to yourself as you park your black sedan in the parking lot labeled "staff only" in front of the building. The first day of work jitters are overwhelming you with anxiety as you put the vehicle in park and pull down the mirror to look at yourself. You remove a shiny silver lip tint from your purse and begin to apply it. Fidgeting with your hair and your beige pencil skirt, it's hard to focus as scattered thoughts fly through your mind. This job fell into your lap after responding to an online ad for an entertainment assistant just a week ago. Badly in need of money, you eagerly accepted the job offer quickly, though the pay was meager, and the circumstances were mysterious. No one told you exactly what you'd be doing. "Better than nothing..." you thought to yourself.

The person who posted the job listing wouldn't give you many details over the phone, just that you'd be assisting some members of a kpop group at the entertainment company. This excited you as you enjoyed Kpop casually and the music industry interested you. You get out of your car, lock the door, and proceed to the entrance of the fancy glass building. Your stilettos make a steady beat as they click and clack against the pavement. A well-groomed man in his forties is seated at the front desk.

"Hello, how can I help you?" he asks smiling slightly.

"Hi," you begin, placing your bag down. "I'm here for the job listing, I replied a few days ago..." you trail off, unsure if the man will know what you're talking about.

"Oh yes," he grins. "The entertainment assistant!" he declares excitedly.

"Yeah, that's me I guess," you laugh anxiously still unaware of what awaits you.

"Follow me right this way." He stands up and walks around to the other side of the desk where you're standing. He extends his arm out toward a hallway, gesturing for you to follow him. "After you."

You begin walking down the narrow corridor while the front desk man walks behind you. You can't help but feel like his eyes are watching you intensely but don't dare to look back at him.

"Stop, right here--" he says abruptly as you reach a door leading to a practice room on your right. "Go right in there and someone will be with you very soon." Confused, you decide to glance at him for more information as to what to do, but he's already vanished back to the front of the building. You shrug, twisting the cold doorknob and walk into the empty practice room. No one appears to be inside.

"Hello?" you call out. No reply. You sit down in one of the empty chairs at the far side of the practice room, which gives you a view of anyone entering the room.

---

Kim Gyuvin and Kim Jiwoong are getting dressed at the dorm. The other members are either at a schedule or out on their off day. The two guys stand in front of the mirror fixing their hair and putting on cologne.

"I can't believe little Gyuvinnie isn't going to be a virgin anymore!" Jiwoong teases.

Gyuvin instinctively punches Jiwoong's arm. "Don't make this fucking weird," he says annoyed. "We can't all be womanizers like you."

Jiwoong laughs. He had a reputation for being quite the ladies' man. It was well-hidden by the company but Jiwoong was frequently out at clubs meeting women, buying them drinks, and taking them home. He was shocked that Dispatch hadn't exposed his ass yet.

"Don't worry Gyub, you'll be just as good as me in no time." He turns to Gyuvin and teasingly messes up his hair. "I'll show you everything you need to know, promise." Jiwoong sticks his tongue out and smirks. "I heard she's super hot too." He sprays two spritzes of cologne on his wrist and gently rubs them together. Jiwoong glances around the room and out the door to make sure the coast is clear and pulls out a small metal flask of vodka from his back pocket.

"Open your mouth, Gyuvin. A little liquid courage"

Gyuvin makes an adorable shocked face before obliging his hyung. He looks Jiwoong in the eyes and opens his mouth wide. Gyuvin had drank alcohol before but not very frequently so it was still a new experience. Jiwoong gently grabs Gyuvin's chin and tilts his head back before pouring the contents of the flask in his mouth.

"Now swallow."

Gyuvin couldn't lie, he liked this dominant side of Jiwoong he hadn't seen much of before. Their dynamic was interesting, the two flirting from time to time. As the alcohol runs down Gyuvin's throat, he begins to feel his inhibitions subside and relax.

"Let's go, I'm ready." Gyuvin smirks at Jiwoong before the two make their way to the van taking them to the company building.

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You had been waiting in the empty practice room for around ten minutes, fidgeting and nervous, waiting for someone to provide you with some context as to what you were doing there. Suddenly, you hear the door handle and in walk two attractive young men, idols you assume. One is extremely tall and lanky yet strong looking with big eyes and hands just as big. The other is not as tall, but still towers over you, with bleached blonde hair and defined muscles he shows off in a white wife beater. They are both a little intoxicated and laughing hysterically as they stumble into the room. Startled and wanting to appear professional, you stand up from your chair and bow politely at them. The guys' expressions turn serious for a moment as they take in your appearance for the first time. They glance at each other and smirk subtly.

"Hello," you say while bowing to the two guys. "I'm the new assistant. It's nice to meet you."

Jiwoong and Gyuvin can barely contain themselves when they see you. You are an extremely attractive and unique beauty with a petite yet curvy physique that most men (and women) are attracted to.

"Hi," the blonde one begins. "I'm Jiwoong. And this is--"

"Gyuvin." The big eyed boy extends his huge hand to meet yours. You take his hand and gently shake it. It's cold and clammy, and the sheer size of his hand along with the veins running up his forearm is enough to turn you on.

"Nice to meet you both." You smile and the three of you naturally sit down in the practice room chairs. "So, what do you guys need help with today? I mean, they did tell me to wait here until someone tells me what to do." You laugh and your eyes dart between both of the good looking men, both of their gazes fixated on you.

Gyuvin looks at Jiwoong and back at you.

"Well," Jiwoong begins. "Our little friend Gyuvin here has sort of a problem..." He puts his hand on Gyuvin's thigh right above his knee and squeezes and shakes his leg playfully.

Gyuvin's smirk drops from his face as he delivers the same punch to Jiwoong's upper arm from earlier. "What the fuck did I say about not making shit weird..."

You are still naive to what's going on and confused. "Oh, what's your problem Gyuvin? And how can I help?" you ask innocently.

Jiwoong cuts in without letting Gyuvin talk. "Well you see, Gyuvin has never felt a woman's touch. He has no experience with the ladies. Isn't that so sad? So I think we have to fix that, don't you?"

You feel your cheeks get warm and red. You think you have an idea what he means but aren't sure. It would make sense why the job listing made you send pictures and gave hardly any information. Did they bring you here to be used as a fucktoy? Would you allow that to happen? Did you even have a choice?

"I'm sure there's plenty of girls who want you," you say to Gyuvin playing coy.

"Yes, but he needs practice before he gets with those girls." Jiwoong stands up and stands in front of you, still seated in the chair with Gyuvin next to you. "What if he actually likes one of those girls?" Jiwoong squats down to match your eye line. "That's where you come in. Get on the floor."

You were taken aback by his demand but couldn't deny that you were turned on and attracted to both guys. You slowly move down to the floor from the chair without breaking eye contact with Jiwoong. As soon as you're seated on the ground, he aggressively pulls you away from the chairs and lays you down in the middle of the floor. Gyuvin is still seated in the chair shocked at what's happening.

"Here's your first lesson, Gyuvin. Normally you would be on a bed or something but we're working with what we have. You take the girl and you lay her down on the bed or whatever."

Jiwoong pushes you down and holds your hands above your head with one of his hands. "You can be gentle or you can be rough. Just depends what she wants. Something tells me this whore wants to be fucked like a little slut, so that's what we'll go with this time."

Jiwoong begins at your neck just below your ear and starts planting sloppy kisses working his way down. You can feel him leaving marks as he sucks on your skin with his teeth at each point on your skin.

"Don't kiss her on the lips unless you actually like her. Don't let her get the wrong idea." Jiwoong looks to Gyuvin, who is still looking on anxiously. He motions to Gyuvin and says, "now you try."

You were extremely attracted to both men but there was something about Gyuvin. He was so fucking sexy and you were more than happy to show him how to please a woman but didn't want to seem too eager. He looks at Jiwoong who still has your hands pinned above your head, and then looks at you. "Hurry up." Slowly and anxiously Gyuvin moves onto the floor and toward you and Jiwoong. You can tell he is nervous, his cheeks red and sweaty. You look at him expectantly and smile. His innocence made him extremely attractive to you. Jiwoong lets your hands go and moves away. Gyuvin locks eyes with you and then begins to kiss your neck with an unexpected aggressiveness on the opposite side that Jiwoong had already marked up. He was suddenly not so innocent to you anymore. It seemed like he already knew what he was doing. Gyuvin begins to nibble on your ear.

"You're really hot..." he whispers as he continues to bite down your neck and mark you up just as well as Jiwoong did. Gyuvin bites even harder and you feel yourself getting wet as he kisses your collarbone through your white blouse. You can't produce any words and utter just a moan as Gyuvin starts to touch your breasts through your shirt.

"No bra?" Gyuvin says and laughs.

"Wow, what a fucking whore. It's like she knew she was coming here to get fucked."

You are drunk on lust and have a slight degradation kink so you don't mind his cruelty. His words make your pussy even wetter than it already was.

"Let's take this off, you won't be needing it anymore," Jiwoong says and suddently rips your blouse open, the buttons flying all around the room. The motion literally takes your breath away and you gasp. Jiwoong grabs your throat and sits you up slightly with your bare tits now exposed.

"Open your mouth" he demands. You oblige him and part your lips opening wide. He spits in your mouth still gripping your throat. "Swallow it slut." You do as you're told of course.

Both men on either side of you begin to suck on your nipples and squeeze your breasts, Gyuvin on your left and Jiwoong on your right. They are both ferocious and aggressive, using their teeth to nibble on you. Your nipples are super hard as you feel their tongues make circles on them.

Jiwoong pauses for a moment and looks at Gyuvin still holding your breast.

"You seem to be getting the hang of things little bro," he laughs.

"I guess it comes naturally to me," Gyuvin giggles devilishly.

Your nipples are covered in saliva, now hard and bruised from the abuse. But it feels so good. Jiwoong then parts your legs with his hand and runs it up your pantyhose-covered thigh. When he reaches your pussy, he makes a hole with his finger and rips a larger one with both hands.

"No panties either? Oh, you're so fucking slutty... You're just begging to be used as a cum dumpster."

His long fingers slip inside you. "Time to get you ready for what else is going inside of you." You're dripping wet from all of the foreplay and how fucking hot these guys are. He starts with one finger and then adds another. Soon his pointer finger and middle finger are deep inside of you making the "come here" motion inside of you and hitting your g-spot. His long fingers find it easily and you whimper with pleasure.

Jiwoong flips you over onto your side and rolls up your pencil skirt. He rips the hole in your pantyhose even larger. Jiwoong slips his cock inside of you. He's long and extremely girthy. He smashes against your body and your wet pussy easily takes his cock even though it's sizeable. He lifts your leg up to get as deep as possible. You're almost screaming from pleasure as he hits your walls with his dick. To the side Gyuvin takes his cock out of his grey sweatpants and begins stroking it, watching Jiwoong rail you.

"Now give Gyuvin his first blowjob while I fuck you."

You're so excited to take Gyuvin's blowjob virginity. He comes closer and inserts his cock into your mouth. You're good at giving head and fold your lips over your teeth and drool all over him. Gyuvin pushes himself deeper into your throat and you're gagging on it. The combination of both men at once is pure ecstasy.

"Hey Gyuvin, let's fuck this bitch together. Let's really stretch her out."

Gyuvin nods and takes his cock out of your mouth, moving down to your pussy that Jiwoong is already in. Gyuvin's cock is even longer and you're unsure if you'll be able to take it, but you're definitely willing to try and don't have a choice. He puts himself inside of you and a small moan escapes his mouth as he begins to thrust. He matches Jiwoong's rhythm and both men are deep inside you. It's painful as you've never been stretched like this or fucked by two men at once before, but you love being used like this. Your face is smushed against the floor as the force of both guys jackhammering your pussy is almost too much to handle.

"I'm gonna fucking cum in you," Jiwoong grunts.

"Me too," Gyuvin mumbles.

Both men ejaculate deep inside of your pussy. The liquid is hot and uncomfortable. You lay on the practice room floor completely used up and exhausted.

Jiwoong pulls out of you quickly.

"Going to the bathroom. Gyuvin, meet he in the car." He nonchalantly stands up, pulls his pants up, fixes his hair in the mirror, and exits the room.

Gyuvin is still deep inside of you, laying behind you. You're a dirty mess filled with both men's cum. You feel drunk from having been fucked by both men and your body aches from the torture.

Gyuvin unexpectedly pulls you closer to him by your hip. He gently grabs your chin and turns your head toward him. You look into his big brown doe eyes and he gives you the most passionate kiss on the lips, delicately sucking your bottom lip and flicking your tongue with his.

"Thank you. You're the best assistant ever."

[lilacgyuvin]

STARGAZING! ━☆ﾟ.* a jiwoong x fem!reader smau

SYNOPSIS: in order to pass a class of his, kim jiwoong has to complete any volunteer work of his choice and document it. he ultimately gets stuck tutoring a high schooler, and he dreads starting— until he comes to meet his older sister.

starring ★ kim jiwoong, 7/9 of zb1, eunseok and shotaro of riize

warnings: kys jokes, fighting, cursing, kinda inexperienced!reader, a toxic ex, themes of manipulation/gaslighting (chapters including these themes will be prefaced as such), you can ignore timestamps!!

NOTE: this series is inspired by @i520u ‘s smaus!! they honestly helped revamp my love for writing, pls go check out their work!!

psa: this is fiction. how the ppl in this story act/interact is not how i perceive them to act irl, this is not meant to tear down anyone’s image!! also i don’t own any of the people that appear in here.

ask 2 be added 2 the taglist! ☆ﾟ

★ gunwook shooters | hags + gyuvin

table of contents ━��ﾟ.*

chp. 1: passenger princesses

chp. 2 : beautiful stranger

chp. 3: her name

chp. 4: dni

chp. 5: fb

chp. 6: unspoken plans

chp. 7: collab

chp. 8: movie theatre popcorn

[gyuvberry]

RED ( PRE - RELEASE)

Pairing ; Ricky x Reader

[ NOW PLAYING ]

▶️ Pre - Release

▶️ Track 1 (tba)

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▶️ Track 3 (tba)

5 years ago

Shen Quanrui was the definition of perfection in your eyes. The first time you ever saw him, it was his lips that caught your attention right away. They were always stained a dark, beautiful shade of red.

Red is your favourite colour, and on Quanrui it was breathtaking.

It was easy for you to fall in love. He was exciting, with his motorcycle and tattoos, and at the ripe age of sixteen that’s all a girl could want.

Your best friend however, told you that he was the kind of guy who breaks hearts. Looking back now, you wonder how different life could’ve been if you had listened to all the warnings.

The thing about love is that it fucks with the wirings in your head. It’s like a drug, when you get high it feels awesome and you do shit that feels fun in the moment, but only to have horrible consequences await. Atleast, that’s the philosophy of love you believe now.

For you that consequence was the pregnancy test that was now in the trash.

“Y/n, are you okay? What does it say?” Your best friend asked anxiously from outside the door.

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer, chest heaving, your body jerking back and forth as you were physically unable to comprehend all the emotions running through you.

You need to see Quanrui.

You always preferred sunrises over sunsets, once again related to your fixation with red. But somehow Quanrui looked pretty even in your least favourite light.

You gave him a nervous smile which he awkwardly reciprocated.

Let’s get one thing out of the way, Shen Quanrui did not like you, in fact he never had any interest in you. Sure, you were objectively pretty but not his type.

You were outgoing and loud, and frankly it made him a little uncomfortable, especially with the way you would always approach him when all he wanted was his peace and quiet.

Parties weren’t much of his thing for the same, but it was their last one before graduation so he had to go. If the boy knew how the night was going to end, he would never have gone.

He’d been at the party for barely five minutes before you came skipping over as usual, only something about you was different that night. Perhaps it had something to do with the four shots of vodka you had downed, ending with you confessing your feelings.

“Please kiss me Quanrui,” you had practically begged.

At this point Quanrui had ended up drinking too, figuring that he’s going to need the alcohol if he wanted to get through till the end of the night.

And maybe we can blame the alcohol, maybe we can blame you because of your incessant begging. But nothing changes the fact that you ended up pathetically losing your virginity in a random bathroom at a random party within an unimpressive five minutes.

Quanrui didn’t know what came upon him, he blames it on the exhaustion but regardless he was quick to run away from the scene of the crime. He did feel a little bad later on, but he didn’t want to make you think he wanted anything more than a one-time hookup. Shen Quanrui does not like you.

And while you didn’t expect things to change completely between the two of you overnight, you thought you mattered more than to be abandoned after sharing such an intimate experience with each other.

And you were definitely not prepared for when a month later, you were draped over your toilet bowl vomiting profusely. At first you thought it was just a stomach bug, but your best friend insisted that you take the test.

Texting Quanrui to meet you was the easy part, now to tell him about the predicament you’ve both found yourselves in was going to be difficult.

“I have something I need to tell you—” You started, but were interrupted by a sigh erupting from Quanrui’s mouth.

He was surprised to see you contacting him, after a month of radio silence. He didn’t mind, of course, but he did feel bad about leaving you that night so he agreed to see what you had to say. Alas, in his head the conversation was headed in a direction you never intended to take.

The boy pressed a few fingers to his temple before speaking, “Listen Y/n, I’m going to have to stop you right there, I know what this is about”.

“You…do?” You said, confused.

“I’m very sorry for…whatever happened between us at that party but I can assure you that it meant absolutely nothing”.

Any hope you had left your body instantly.

“I don’t like you, I never did. It was all an accident. Besides, I’m moving to Seoul”, he ended his speech firmly.

For a moment, all you could do was stare, your hand unknowingly wrapping itself around your stomach. Finally, you managed to mutter a meek, ‘I understand”.

And that is how Shen Quanrui went from being the love of your life to being the cruellest boy you had ever met.

[kcake555]

Kim Jiwoong cake 🍰

[purerehua]

할 말 있어 전화 받아 !

- boyfriend texts with zhang hao!

pairing ⇆ zb1 zhang hao x reader

genre ⇆fluff ; fake texts ; romance

cw ⇆use of one curse word, nothing much other than that. if you think i missed a warning let me know!

a/n ⇆ best friend kind of boyfriend hao is real to me 🤞 also first writing post on tumblr and first EVER fake chat writing so yay! more to come 👊👊

[jebewonmorelike]

Don't Push It

wc: 1.5k pronouns: none used; n/a warnings: light swearing, flufff, i guess angst but not serious, jiwoong is jealoussss, slightly unsafe wielding of scissors lmao summary: you've been opening youth in the shade albums for hours now trying to find the photocard of your boyfriend jiwoong... you're trying to find your boyfriend jiwoong's photocard, right (y/n)? ~masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ I DID IT. I POSTED. FINALLY. HAHAHHA HELP i hate working. after pulling at least one jiwoong inclusion from every album i bought, i've decided to honor jiwoong's dedication to trying to become my bias with this fic. okay, now i'm gonna try to make a pt 2 for the gunwookie fic i posted at the beginning of the month. let's see if i can get that done this week :)

“Come on, come on, COME ON,” you shout, taking one of the blades of your scissors and slicing through the plastic packaging of yet another album. “If there’s a god, please. I’m begging you here.”

You throw your scissors down onto your kitchen table, tearing off the plastic wrap and not-so-carefully shaking the packet of album inclusions out of the booklet.

Having bought many groups’ albums in the past, you had to admit you were pretty impressed with WAKEONE’s packaging for ZeroBaseOne’s debut mini-album. They had managed to go above and beyond when it came to the details. Every item was printed with a logo or the members’ names or the album title and often with all three. Not even the posters were left blank on the back sides. There was a really cool thermal image on the cover of the Youth version and there were elegant transparent pages throughout each booklet. 

Nothing was lazily scrambled together and the inclusions were all safely secured in a sealed (and logo-embossed) pouch like the one you are ripping open with your teeth right now like a feral squirrel.

“COME ON, COME ON!” You shout in anticipation, emptying the pouch of its contents onto your table in front of you. Sifting through the various items, you search for the photocard-- breezing past a Hanbin standee, a Taerae transparent, and Gunwook’s (adorable) godawful coaster design, you finally spot the photocard.

You squeal, snatching the photocard that’s hiding under the sticker pack to reveal...

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” you groan, slamming the smiling picture of Gyuvin down on the table in frustration. You’d pulled the exact same photocard four albums ago.

You’re so engrossed in your fury of desperate album-opening, you don’t hear the bathroom door open-- your boyfriend walking into the kitchen with only a towel tied around his waist. Normally, you’d be quite distracted by this, but, right now, he might as well be a fly buzzing around your apartment.

The scissors are in your hand again, wildly cutting open the last Shade version album that you bought to "support your boyfriend". You’d preordered two sets of each album version, but after seeing a full template of all of the inclusions-- you’d bought fifteen more Shade versions and set out on a mission to pull one specific photocard.

“How’s my baby?” Jiwoong’s hands suddenly resting on your shoulders causes you to jump; having not even noticed his presence. He sees your surprise and kneads your shoulders soothingly. “Did I startle you? You didn’t know I was in the shower?”

You look up at him, smiling sheepishly. “I didn’t even know you were home.”

“Oh,” Jiwoong says, a little pout forming on his lips. “Ouch.”

You giggle, but the sudden widening of your boyfriend’s eyes in what seems like fear causes you to frown. “What’s wrong?”

You follow Jiwoong’s gaze all the way to your hand-- to find you’ve accidentally been pointing the blades of your scissors at him for the past minute. You slowly lower them to the table, giving him an awkward smile.

“Honey, don’t you think you’ve gone through enough albums?” He asks, taking a seat next to you on the kitchen table bench as you begin to rip the plastic off of your last album. Seeing the pile of photocards with his face on them, Jiwoong sifts through them-- surely noticing that you have yet to pull the second photocard of him from the Shade version of the album. “You know I literally could’ve gotten you all of my photocards for free.”

“Oh, uh,” you stammer, balling up the plastic wrap in your hand and tossing it into the open trash can next to the kitchen counter. You remove the pouch of inclusions and cut it open with your scissors. “I know, yeah. But that would... Um... Ruin the fun! You know?”

“It doesn’t really look like you’re having that much fun,” Jiwoong observes as he notices the light sheen of anxiety-induced sweat glistening over your skin, the redness of your eyes from how much you’ve been rubbing them in frustration, and the slight unkemptness of your hair from the way you were scrunching it up in your fists angrily when you’d pull the wrong photocard yet again.

“What do you mean? I’m having a blast!” You try to assure your boyfriend, but in your attempted demonstration of elation, you forget the presence of scissors in your hand once more. The blades point towards Jiwoong threateningly, causing him to blink back at you nervously. You bite your lip and lower the scissors to the table again. “Sorry.”

“After you open this one, you’re going straight to bed,” he replies, standing up from the table and walking towards the refrigerator. “Unconscious. Where you can’t wield scissors at your loving boyfriend.”

You shake the packet of inclusions out onto the table-- so nervous you’re unable to look. Eyes closed, you touch the different paper objects on the table; having opened so many albums, you know what each piece is just by feeling them. 

Your heart stops when you find the photocard. As you lift it up in both of your hands, you take a deep breath and pray for it to be the right one. You hear Jiwoong walking back towards you as you finally open your eyes.

“YOU DID IT!” //// “NO GOD WHY!?”

You and your boyfriend’s overlapping but contrasting exclamations shock you both. Jiwoong’s brow furrows confusedly as he sits back down next to you-- snatching the photocard from your hand and examining it.

“This is definitely the photocard of me that you were missing,” Jiwoong says, grinning at you as he pats your head. “Did you not recognize it in all your excitement?”

“Um,” you stall, doing your best to hide your disappointment. “Exactly! Yeah, I thought it was the other one for a second.”

Jiwoong’s eyes narrow suspiciously. “You’re still not excited though. Why aren’t you excited?”

“I--... I’m just tired!” You answer, wrapping yourself around your boyfriend’s arm cutely. “You were totally right. All of that album-opening was exhausting! I should go to bed right now.”

“Right,” Jiwoong responds after a long moment. “Yeah, you should get to bed, baby. Go on-- I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

You lean in, kissing him sweetly before hopping up from the table and walking towards the door to your bedroom. Just as you’re about to head inside, Jiwoong suddenly calls:

“(Y/N), there’s another album you forgot to open!”

Running back towards the table in an absolute frenzy, you trip over the leg of the bench-- falling right into Jiwoong’s arms. 

He looks at you expectantly. “Now why would you be running that fast to open another album if you’d already pulled the photocard you wanted?”

Realizing that this had been a trap-- that there was no album you forgot to open and that your boyfriend had caught you in a lie-- you grimace sheepishly. 

“This isn’t the one you wanted?” Jiwoong asks with a pout, holding up the photocard you’d just pulled from the last album. 

You sigh heavily. “No. It’s not.”

He removes his arms from around you, causing you to fall to the bench. Folding his arms across his chest sulkily, Jiwoong asks, “Did you want this one at all?”

“Of course I did, I just...,” you try to soothe, but it’s no use. Jiwoong is already knee-deep in what you call a ‘Petty Fit’. Your boyfriend throws one at least once a week over the smallest of things and you usually find them incredibly endearing, if not also very funny.

But this time, his Petty Fit is undeniably justified. If only he’d let you explain.

“Do you want any of my photocards?” He asks, throwing his whole upper body down onto the kitchen table melodramatically. “Do you want me!?”

“Woongie,” you whine, grabbing his wrist as he starts to take the pile of his photocards in his hand and lean towards the trash can with them. “That’s enough.”

Jiwoong huffs and you can practically taste the metaphorical salt. “Whose photocard were you looking for?”

“Jiwoongie,” you whine again, but the adorable pout he’s giving you makes you weak. Reluctantly, you mumble, “Mattchu’s.”

“Which one?” He asks, like it matters.

“The one where he’s wearing a sweater,” you answer anyway.

“Can you hear that?” Jiwoong gasps, hand covering to clutch his heart. “It’s my heart shattering.”

Unable to endure this any longer, you throw your arms around your boyfriend-- hopping into his lap as he stares back at you through wide eyes. “I love you soooo much.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere.”

“You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever met-- nay, the most handsome man on the face of the planet!” You compliment, showering Jiwoong’s face in tiny kisses. He’s trying and failing to hold back a smile. “You’re perfect and I love your face and I love your photocards and I love your face on your photocards.”

“Okay, flattery might get you somewhere,” he says, avoiding your gaze to keep from grinning.

“And, if you must know, the photocard isn’t for me,” you confess, running a hand through the hair at the back of his neck. “It’s for my sister. She’s been obsessed with Matthew ever since she watched him in CAMP ZEROBASEONE and she doesn’t have enough money to buy multiple albums. I was just trying to get the photocard she wanted for her.”

Jiwoong meets your eyes again, his cheeks flushing a bit in embarrassment. “Likely story.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

He laughs, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him. “So you’re not thinking of leaving me for a dumpling?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” you respond, before adding cheekily, “It would crush my poor sister.”

“Don’t be an ass,” Jiwoong echoes your warning, pressing his lips to yours before gently sliding you off of him and standing up from the table. Your heart skips a beat as you realize your boyfriend is still only wearing a towel as he runs off to your bedroom. “Give me one second!”

After about sixty seconds, Jiwoong reemerges from your bedroom; now wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and holding his arms behind his back. Making his way back over to the table, he sits down beside you again and produces a small rectangular object.

As it comes into focus, you realize what it is: the exact photocard of Matthew that you’d been searching for.

“Oh my god!” You squeal, snatching it out of Jiwoong’s hand. “You had it this whole time?”

He laughs, throwing an arm around your shoulders. “Your boyfriend has everything you need. Just ask next time, okay? Woongie’ll take care of it.”

“Yes, I’m so sorry for giving your company a ton of money,” you joke, kissing his cheek. “But I guess I should’ve known my boyfriend would have his boyfriend’s photocards.”

“They're not as good as my photocards, of course, but,” Jiwoong says, rolling his eyes as he grins at you. “If Mattchu will make your sister happy...”

You examine the photocard, smiling at the treasure you’d been hunting for. “He is cute though, isn’t he?”

“Don’t push it.”

[zerolune]

Orientation : Fridays After Seven?

Warnings : nothing yet but female reader, mentions of religious households and drugs.

Masterlist

You were raised in an extremely religious family where practically everything was a sin. Your parents were extremely strict too, not just about the religion but also your studies.

The only thing they ever let you do happily was study: so that's all you did. You spent your entire childhood studying and finally here you were, a Literature student in one of the best universities in the world.

College was however, difficult. Parties, drugs, alcohol, sex. Stuff you only heard about, heck all you knew of sex was the biological part-what happens after the banana goes into the bagel- not how or why.

Shit was difficult, and you felt left out, often being called a "prude" and it did not help that most of your friends were the opposite of you.

However, you did have one friend to rely on, who didn't judge you for not liking the culture in the college- Kim Jiwoong.

Jiwoong, was your friend, sadly he was also the most sought after guy on campus, he too was a follower of the college couture, but you too shared a love for literature and writing-a discussion (a debate really) was what made you friends in the first place.

"So he rejected you? The first boy you ever asked out rejected you? That's fun as hell!" Jiwoong choked a laugh as you told him your failed proposal. While he was snickering your face serious.

"He said I was too uptight. He said he'd date me if I wasn't a prude! What the hell is love all about lovemaking only? What about coffee dates, or deep talks? Or I don't know...real not sinful love??" I sigh out, leaning back into the couch.

"What's sinful about sex? You know that's how children are made right?" Jiwoong stopped laughing.

"Shh!! Don't say that out loud, are you crazy?"

"I'm not but you sure are," he sighs, putting down his phone.

"Jiwoong...can I ask something real quick?"

"Yea sure, whatever you wanna say," for some reason, Jiwoong's gaze seems to be fixed on you- not in a normal way but in a different manner. His eyes seem a little darker than before and his sharp jawline tightens as he picks his lip.

"How do you...God I don't know how to say this!"

"Hey, relax just tell me whatever, it's fine," he chuckles, still looking at you.

"Fine...I wanna learn."

"Learn what?" Jiwoong raised a brow, as if he knew what you wanted to say but wanted you to say it.

"You know..."

"No, I don't know, tell me,"

"Fine." You take a pause, taking a deep breath in as you finally spit it out. "Sex. I wanna learn all about it."

His eyes widen. His lips curve up as his vocal box produces a chuckle. "That's a good girl," he sighs, "Alright, you wanna know when the lesson starts?"

"Wait you're...you're okay with that?"

"Please y/n, for the love of god, you know damn well that any man would want to jump at the chance of getting to be close to such a pretty girl like you."

This time your eyes widen but you don't smile or chuckle, you gulp. Perhaps it was the fear, or perhaps it was your own reluctance to admit it, but you were a hundred percent flattered when a guy like Jiwoong said you were pretty.

"Fridays, after 7, your place-sound good?" Jiwoong asked, standing up from the couch, fixing his leather jacket.

"So...we start this week?"

[ohdudedhesflirting]

Hi! Love your works 😍 Could I request how the hyung line would react to you falling asleep in their arms? 👀👀✨ Thank you 😍😍

Thank you so much for liking my works <3 Thank you so much for requesting this ! I hope you will like it darling!

Hyung Line – Falling asleep in their arms

Notes : The more I was writing the longer it got for each member lol, you can litteraly see which members I did first (short) and the last I did (long) my baaad. English is not my first language.

Request n°6

Pairings : boyfriend!idol!Jiwoong x gn!reader, tutor!ZhangHao x gn!reader, boyfriend!SHanBin x gn!reader ,bestfriend!collegestudent!Matthew x gn!reader, crush!collegestudent!TaeRae x gn!reader.

Word count : approximmately 2300.

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Jiwoong

Dating Jiwoong was the greatest thing ever.

He was great at everything, making you feel loved, never forgetting a date or an anniversary, knowing you so well he could tell when you were going to be on your period or when you would be in need of a snack. He was truly the best boyfriend you could have ever wished for.

The only problem about dating him ?

The lack of privacy.

Of course, as the eldest of a group of 9 boys the lack of privacy would be expected, but it was something you truly could never get used to.

And you were always reminded of this little fact during the worst moments.  

Jiwoong, as the incredible boyfriend he was had planned a chill date night for the two of you and had asked his members for a bit of privacy, not interrupting the two of you.

Everything had been going well, you both went to his room, prepared the laptop where Jiwoong installed a movie the both of you wanted to see since a while.

Cuddling up against his torso, you were truly the most comfortable. Slowly rocking you and exchanging thoughts about the movie, it did not take a long time for you to fall asleep.

After a while, Jiwoong started to notice that you were not answering to him anymore, looking discreetly at your figure, he noticed your pouty lips and your eyes completely shut off, added to the way you were slowly breathing Jiwoong realised you had fallen asleep.

Looking at you in awe, he could not stop the movie, rather he passed another arm around you, bringing you closer to him leaving a slow muffled sound out of your lips. Bitting his own lips due to how cute you were, he slowly was patting your head.

Completely cuddlep up against him, Jiwoong was resisting with his whole body to not completely swoon over how cute you were cuddled up, asleep in his arms.

The peace did not last long, as the door was flicked wide open by the youngest boy jumping excitedly.

"Jiwoong loook ! I got Hu Tao !"

Gesturing for him to say nothing, feeling you under him getting agitated, Yujin looked at the situation before screaming at the top of his lungs Guys Jiwoong is cuddling with his partner its so cute ! and quickly running out of the room to fetch the other boys

Grumbling under him and slowly getting up, the two of you exchanged a look before slowy laughing togteher. Hearing all the stomps from the other boys, they quickly invaded the room looking at you both with starry eyes.

Peace was never an option in this house.

Zhang Hao

Being tutored was the best and the worst thing that could have ever happened to you.

The reason for both of those ? Your tutor, Zhang Hao.

You were truly the worst person ever in physics, it was simply something that you could not understand. You were an english person, not a physic person.

It had been the idea of your physic teacher to request help from an older student, someone that you could rely on and that had great results with struggling students.

Meeting him you had been nervous but in the end you had only been blessed.

He was such an incredible good looking man, soft spoken and patient with you. Truly a blessing.

The only problem was physics. Of course it was the reason you were there in the first place but how could you admire Zhang Hao in peace when there was physics standing in between you ? You did not know.

Thqt day, the man had an unexplained and sudden appointment that needed for him to be present. So you had waited for your, so cute, tutor to show up, for, looking at the watch on your wrist, one hour and sixteen minutes.

Suddenly the door of your private study room in the library opened wide, on the panting figure of Zhang Hao

"I am so sorry, my other student was struggling and I had to pick up stuff for my mom. I am really sorry."

Assuring him that it was fine, he emptied his backpack and instantly started to go back on your lesson.

As time progressed you felt more and more sleepy, it had been a consistent thing at this point, just wanting to take a nap in the middle of tutoring, physics was making you feel sleepy and the smooth voice of Zhang Hao was definitely helping you wanting to sleep.

Often, he would have to give you candies or making you stand up for a bit to fight off the drowsiness. But not today. Noticing you getting progressively more sleepy, Zhang Hao closed his books.

"Do you want to take a nap ?"

Startled by his question you confessed that in fact you would love a nap. He simply nodded and told to you to take one, resting your head on the desk you looked over at your tutor’s face, he was simply shining with the artificial light. Looking at him this way you felt like he looked more tired than he normally would.

Asking him if he was tired and wanted to take a nap as well, Zhang hao, embarassed was putting his hand on his neck, the man admitted that he would like to take a nap as well. You simplty told him to take one but his ears became completely red.

Asking him what was wrong, he shyly told you that to sleep he needed to hold something or he simply would not be able to.

Staying quiet for a few minutes you looked at him before you started to pull your chair closer to him, going to his side.

"Hold me."

Realizing what you had just said, Zhang Hao slowly nodded before getting closer to you and holding you close, trying to get comfortable.

But being sat next to each other like that on a chair you could not really sleep and he could not either.

"Do you wanna go on my lap ?"

Feeling even more reddish you slowly nodded and got up before sitting on his lap and placing your head in the crook of his neck, resting his hands on your hips, Hao simply nodded and wished you a good sleep.

Slowly being rocked to sleep by Hao you quickly fell asleep, wishing that every one of your tutoring session would end up this way.

S Han Bin

"Come on"

"I can’t"

Fighting off your boyfriend, you tried to leave his grip, without much sucess. You had work to do and he perfectly knew that but of course the afternoon nap was something you coould not miss.

You and your boyfriend of two years had a very simple routine, every week-end, when both of you were not working, you would simply take a nap together.

The routine was simple and always the same : Han Bin was cooking and failing miserably, you would save the day, eating while catching up about the recent dramas in each of your lifes. Then doing the dishes and finally going in the couch, cuddling up against each other and putting on your playlist, often ending with a nap before taking a little snack together.

Forcing you to cuddle up next to him, blocking your legs with his and placing his head on the top of yours, Han Bin was slwoly rocking you trying to make you sleepy, he knew the grip he had on you and exatcly what he had to do to make you fall asleep.

Slowly you were feeling yourself drifting off to sleep and before you could understand you were taking a huge nap in the arms of your boyfriend.

Han Bin on his side was completely satisfied with hearing your little sleepy breathing and feeling your heartbeat. Looking at you with heart eyes, Han Bin was the happiest he could be.

Matthew

College was great. Really great.

The freedom, the classes acually being interesting, being away from home, able to see your friends often, and better than everything else, actually studying in the same college as your bestfriend, Matthew.

The only problem was that you were not sharing the same majors, so you had no classes in common. Your schedule were also very different so meeting up for lunch was often complicated as well as actually hanging out.

But how great it was when the two of you could be together.

On the rare occasion your lunch time was the same, both of you would plan for a picnic and sit together on the grass, eating and cuddling up together. You were swearing every day to your friends it  was normal and platonic to hug your bestie during lunch time.

Today had been a normal day, you were joining Matthew for your lunch and you could already see him from a distance jumping excitdely up and down waving at you.

Excitedly you joined him, embracing him onto a warm hug, catching up on your day, you quickly were sitting down, getting ready to eat together.

Without even leaving you the time to understand, you could feel Matthew hands on your hips, and him dragging you onto him. Feeling his chest against your back you questionned him and he simply said it was more comfortable like that, you simply laughed at him.

Feeding him in the food, barely seeing his face you only wanted to laugh at how ridiculous the situation was. But the other part of yourself was completely giddy over feeling his heartbeat and having his strong arms hodling you.

Finshing off your meal, you rested even more completely onto Matthew arms, asking you if you ate enough you simply nodded. Compeltely cozy in his strong arms.

Loving to see you completely at peace between his legs, Matthew left one of his arms from your side to put it at the top of your head and simply massaging it. Leaving a little sound out of your lips, you were completely content with the situation.

Before you could understand you felt yourself drifting off to sleep, unable to maintain your eyes open.

Matthew felt you being completely gone in his arms, and only looked at you in awe, putting you even closer to him and muttering under his breath how cute you were, unwaware of the fact you could still hear him.

Tae Rae

Tae Rae was a loser, but it was fine because he was (almost) your loser.

Even if Tae Rae was officially an extrovert it could not stop his loser tendencies. You were the one that knew that better than anybody else. Why ? Because you, an introvert, had been the one to make all the moves on him.

You couldn’t really complain of course, where all your friends saw a loser wearing red sweatpants paired with a green hoodie you could only think of how cute he was like that.

Ever since the day you saw him in that gorgeous fit, you liked to gaslight yourself as your firend were saying, you were pulling moves on him, trying to make him understand that you wanted more than to be just friends.

But of course, oblivious as he was he could not understand.

Being on a roadtrip together you thought that you would finally have an opportunity to pull a bigger move on him. You had been the one jumping to be sitting next to him in the car, his friend Han Bin driving.

Trying to make little chats with them, his boyfriend Zhang Hao and another of your friend you felt the energy being completely drained out of your body.

To be the one sitting next to Tae Rae you had taken on the seat on the middle, always having to follow the bump of the road to not fall on each of your friends.

You could feel your social battery being completely drained out, taking on a calm part of the road, you looked around yourself, Tae Rae was silent looking at the scenery passing by them, the two boyfriends in front were chatting about what music to put on and your friend was playing candy crush on her phone.

Thinking that you would be fine, you decided to take on a short nap, just to get back a little bit of energy and be ready to pull on big person moves on Tae Rae once you would have reached your destination.

Closing your eyes, you slowly felt yourself feeling asleep sowly, completely oblivious to what was happening next to you.

Tae Rae was happening next to you.

Ever since you first started to talk, Tae Rae had been whipped, a lovely kind person being so adorable to him was making him feel all giggly inside.

Seeing you getting on the seat next to him made him feel a little dead inside, he had to stay calm while feeling your body moving next to him, feeling your body heat, hearing your voice so close to his ears and smelling your perfume from up close was making him dizzy.

Han Bin and Hao knew about the little crush he had been developping and often they would look at him discretly trying to see if he was still breathing.

Realizing it had been a while since you were silent he looked over at your side and was met with your sleeping figure. Head in the emptiness of the space, mouth wide open, eyes completely closed and little sounds coming out of your mouth.

Lord, have mercy on me, kept thinking Tae Rae.

Admiring you sleeping, Tae Rae was feeling overwhelmed by your cutenness but also with worries. Your head was resting on nothing and that was concerning, what would he do if you were getting hurt ?

Slowly lifting his hand, he went to place it slowly on your cheeks to bring your head close to his shoulders. Slowly he rested your head on his shoulder, placing you more comfortably to sleep.

Getting redder at each movement, heart beating fast in his chest Tae Rae wondered how he was going to survive the ride.

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it's okay not to be lonely//chapter 1

zhang hao x sung hanbin

genre: angst & fluff

warnings: death, cursing, a bit suggestive

masterlist: summary | 1 | 2 | 3 pt. 1 | 3 pt. 2| 4 | 5 | 6 (final)

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chapter 1: you comforted me when i had no one

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1st of January 2024

Hao had been certain that he would be alone forever after his parents’ sudden and tragic passing.

In fact, his theory had initially proven to be right. Three years into his university life no one had really approached him. Maybe it was because he was a foreigner, or maybe because he never made himself available or was even open to making any potential new acquaintances.

He believed it was better this way. Being alone was better than getting attached to people only to lose them.

That’s what he had thought until he met Sung Hanbin.

Well, not exactly the second he met him. His thoughts then couldn’t have been more contrasting.

Three months earlier

Hao was never late. He couldn’t afford to be late. This scholarship was the only thing that certified his financial capability to continue his studies abroad.

He had never been late. Except for today. He blamed it on his neighbours, who loved to pick up a fight with each other at 3 am in the morning. Hao was not a violent person, but last night all kinds of thoughts crossed his head as he laid in his bed trying to finally get some rest.

The rest he never ended up getting, which has now led to his ultimate demise.

If only he was a good runner. If the lack of sleep didn’t kill him, it would be these stairs.

Hao let out a big puff of breath upon reaching the top of the stairwell. He took a look at the familiar double doors in front of him. He had never thought too much of them until this very moment. Now, these doors looked as if the entrance to hell had been relocated and had been re-established as his lecture hall. He was sure he wasn’t going to hear the end of it by Professor Park.

His shaky hands reached the door handle before giving it a push.

Taking a step into the auditorium when class had already started could easily compare to that one time his mum had hired a clown for his 8th birthday party. Poor Hao was so terrified when the clown reached to give him the balloon with that big red smile of his that he wet himself in front of all the other kids and their parents. One word. Mortifying. And yes, he is still terrified of clowns. Although he supposes he would pick them any day if it meant having his mum back.

“Mr. Zhang, nice of you to grace us with your presence at last.”

Hao’s ears turned bright pink, “I sincerely apologize Mr. Park. I barely had any sleep last night and I slept through my alarm. It won’t be happen again.”

The professor raised his eyebrows, “It better have been studying keeping you up and not some girl or party. I wouldn’t expect such thing from our top student after all.”

“As if any girl would go near him.”, the guy sitting in the front seats mumbled to his seatmate.

“Or guy.”, the latter replied, both silently laughing at the ‘humorous’ joke they’d made.

Hao felt humiliated. Not only was he being scolded for being late, but his own professor was also making unfair assumptions about his late-night activities. Sure, the way he worded it might have sounded off, but he never thought any of the academic staff would think of him that way. Even so, what if he did have someone over? It wasn’t realistic considering he didn’t even know a single person in any of his classes, but would it have been so wrong if he chose to? He was twenty-one after all.

Though, he supposed that guy was right. It’s not like any girl or guy would want him at the end of the day. Who would someone who ignores any advances in favor of protecting himself from inevitable loss?

“Actually, it was because my-“, he tried to defend himself.

Professor Park cut him off, “I don’t care about your after bed-time activities Zhang Hao. Kindly take a seat and this shall not be repeated. Don’t forget you are here on a scholarship.”

Hao bowed his head, “Yes sir.”

He didn’t need anyone. Being alone was better. But for this one moment he really wished someone was there for him. To give him a hug and tell him it’s alright. That his mistake was not significant and that he could still do this. To give him strength. But Hao had no one. He'd eliminated any chances of that happening.

Randomly picking a seat, Hao sat down in his chair for the day. He couldn’t be picky anyway. He was pretty sure his usual seat at the back had already been taken.

“That was quite harsh of him. This is like your first time ever being late.”, a soft male voice whispered next to him.

Hao’s hands paused while setting his notebook on the desk. Was someone talking to him?

“Huh?”, he turned around looking at the not-so-much of a stranger, which turned out be Sung Hanbin.

Hanbin repeated, “I said that was quite harsh of him. You didn’t deserve this. You’ve never been late anyway. Plus, who cares if you had a girl over? Isn’t that normal?”

Was Hao being comforted by the University's proclaimed sweetheart?

“What do you know?”

His eyes widened, “Nothing. I am not trying to make assumptions. I just noticed how defeated you looked. It wasn’t your fault.”

Hao felt bad. These were the exact words he had wanted to hear, yet the first thing that rolled out of his mouth was an unjustified insult.

“Thanks, I guess.”

His social skills were terrible. If Hanbin didn’t think he was already a freak, he probably believed it by now.

What happened next completely shocked him.

He smiled at him.

“No problem! Always happy to defend anyone who has been subjected to the unfair wrath of old cranky men. You are Hao, right?”

Hao dumbly nodded his head.

A hand reached out to shake his, “I am Hanbin. Sung Hanbin”.

He simply looked at Hanbin's hand almost bewildered. He hadn’t had any type of normal human contact in years. Let alone physical. He didn’t really know how to act. The gears in his head were turning and he could tell Hanbin was slowly coming to the realization that Hao was starting to feel uncomfortable.

Hanbin retracted his hand, giving him another smile, “It’s okay. Handshakes are not for everyone.”

Hao, not knowing how to properly respond, gave him an incredibly awkward smile before turning back to look at the board.

It’s not like he would talk to Hanbin again. He would just store this event in his ‘moments-to-forget’ box.

He couldn’t have possibly known how wrong he was.

15th of September 2023

Hao slumped in his seat at the cafeteria. After his humiliating public appearance at Professor Park’s class, he had made it his life mission to never be late again. Even if that meant setting dozens of alarms and going to class on no sleep.

He couldn’t possibly fathom how two people could fight so much. Surely if they were this unhappy, they should go their own separate ways. It didn’t seem like they could or wanted to find an alternative solution either, so what was the point? Unless they were doing this on purpose so Hao’s murderous instincts – poor boy wasn’t even aware his mind was capable of such despicable thoughts – could awaken, unleashing a whole new side of him. One that would land him in jail for murder most likely. Then, him being a lone freak would definitely become a reality. If that’s what they were trying to achieve, they were doing a pretty good job at it.

Hao groaned before taking a nibble from his apple. He grimaced at the sour taste of it. This might have been the most distasteful apple he has ever eaten. Despite this, he took another bite. It wasn’t like he could actually afford proper food at the cafeteria anyway. Damn you inflation!

“Hao, hey!”, a familiar male voice exclaimed.

Hao furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Who in the world was talking to him and why?

He turned his head to look at the source of the noise, when he saw Hanbin waving at him excitedly. Next to him, Hanbin's friends were looking at him entirely clueless. What was he doing talking to someone like Hao?

He recognized all three of them.

On his left, Kim Jiwoong, a senior in the Performance department of the University, known for his cool and laid-back personality. On his right was Seok Matthew. He had been Hanbin’s best friend since kindergarten and he himself was quite well known amongst school peers due to his reputation on the football team. Lastly, across the table sat Sua. He didn’t know much about her, but guessing from the way she kept on affectionately slapping Matthew’s shoulder while giving heart eyes, she might have been his girlfriend. That or she had the fattest crush on him and the boy next to her was completely oblivious. They were all considered to belong in the popular crowd, which Hao thought was a bit silly since they were in University for God's sake. How do you even get so popular in University, where thousands of kids walk around and go about their everyday routine of endlessly boring lectures and uncountable hours of stress-induced cramming in the library? He supposed some people could gain some form of popularity from joining certain societies or clubs, but Hanbin and his friends were practically acquainted with more than half of the University to some extent. Even if someone had never talked to any of them, they had definitely heard of them. If they had talked to them, they were most likely acquainted with them in some form.

Hao didn’t talk to people, but people talked about other people and since he didn’t really have any friends, this was the closest he could get to human interactions. Hearing all the gossip. It was a bit pathetic if you asked him, but it gave him enough social satisfaction.

He looked at Hanbin, eyebrows still raised in confusion. He lifted his hand, pointing to himself as if to ask if he was talking to him.

Hanbin laughed, before pointing at him in confirmation. Right, there were probably not many people with the name Hao in the school anyway. How stupid of him.

He felt his face go red at the embarrassing moment. He shyly waved back and then turned back around to face his table. He assumed Hanbin had already left to get back to his friends after this awkward greeting. Why would he even bother starting a conversation with him after all?

“I can’t believe you just turned your back to me. I am deeply hurt.”

Hao almost fell off his seat. What was Hanbin doing?

“Huh?”

Hanbin laughed, “You seem to love that response”.

Hao objected, “You scared me. It was to be expected.”

“Apologies. Sometimes, I forget creeping up on people will emit fewer positive or unpredictable responses. Won’t happen again.”

Hao just stared at him. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Did he try and make conversation? Or just wait for him to finish his part so he could leave him alone with his now brownish apple?

Hanbin looked at the apple in his hands, “Is that all you are having after five hours of classes?”

“I am not hungry.”, he weakly protested.

“Fair enough.”, he admitted.

He didn’t expect that. But then again, he didn’t really expect anything from Hanbin. He had thought he would persist, trying to get something out of him, to make him feel less.

“I am not hungry either.”, Hanbin noted, “But I hate to let food go to waste, so do you mind if I give you my extra sandwich? I am going out for BBQ later, so I won’t be eating it.”

Hao was beyond perplexed. What was going on?

He bit his lip, “Erm, okay.”

It’s not like he could say no. It would have been extremely rude of him to. He could do with a sandwich as well.

“Great, here!”, Hanbin reached out to hand him over his sandwich, before alarmingly retracting.

Hao’s eyes widened. He thought he was making Hao uncomfortable again. He watched as Hanbin awkwardly laughed to himself, placing the sandwich in front him on the table.

Hannbin regained some of his confidence, “See you soon, Hao. Enjoy the sandwich for me.”

He weakly waved his hand, in an almost lazy manner.

“Bye.”, he almost whispered as Hanbin ran off back to his friends.

What the hell?

30th of September 2023

Hao thought that after the cafeteria interaction, Hanbin would go back to his life and leave Hao to attend to his own. He was incredibly wrong.

In fact, Hanbin wouldn’t leave him alone. All of a sudden he was everywhere. For the first few days, he would come and sit next to him in Professor’s Park class, using the excuse that sitting next to the top student was a good influence. Following that, he started paying Hao more visits during lunch. Hanbin would always wave at him and leave him his extra sandwich, making use of his initial explanation; he wasn't hungry, and he had plans to eat out anyway. Now, Hao was aware that university students ate out a lot, but he wasn’t that naive. He knew Hanbin was doing this because he himself never had that kind of food. He didn’t know whether Hanbin was doing it out of pity or if there was another reason, but he appreciated how he never directly touched on the subject. He was being cautious.

And then, he started seeing him around the convenience store he worked at. And no, he knew Hanbin hadn’t been there before their first interaction a fortnight ago. After all, he wasn’t blind. Hanbin was incredibly good-looking, which made him hard to miss.

“Hey Hao!”, he greeted Hao at the register.

He took a brief look at Hanbin's items. Strawberry ice cream and lemonade. The usual. He was about to scan the first object when his eyes did a double take. There were two of each. Hanbin never bought two of each. Did he have company with him? Maybe Matthew was somewhere strolling around the story and Hao hadn't noticed him. Or was this perhaps some sort of post break-up therapy method? He didn’t even know if Hanbin had been seeing anyone.

Hanbin chuckled at his thoughtful expression, “Something caught your eye?”

“Erm, you just usually only buy one of each.”, he hesitantly pointed out.

Hanbin shyly smiled at him, hands playing with the string of his black Adidas track jacket.

“I actually wondered if you wanted to share with me. I know you go on break around this time.”

“How do you know?”

“You know… just by passing by.”, Hanbin bit at his lower lip anxiously.

Hao raised an eyebrow.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to sound like a creep. I genuinely pass by almost every day since it’s on my way home. That’s how I found out you work here anyway. Saw you through the window.”, he confessed, pointing at the window on his right.

That made sense.

“So, what do you say?”

“I don’t know. Don’t you want to share it with one of your friends or something?”, he asked.

Hanbin cocked his head back, “What do you mean? Aren’t you my friend?”

Hao’s heart clenched. Hanbin thought of him as a friend. He hadn’t felt this joyful yet devastated in a long time. He knew he was entering dangerous waters. Letting him in his life was not part of the plan. He would lose him somehow. He just knew it.

Still, his mouth spoke for him entirely different words.

“Sure. I can come out in two minutes. Just, erm, let me tell my manager.”

Hanbin beamed at him. He had a beautiful smile.

Hao smiled back at him albeit in an almost robotic manner, before turning to go to his manager’s office.

“Aren’t you going to scan my items first?”

He faltered before finally stopping and taking a step back. His ears were a deep red. He just couldn’t stop embarrassing himself in front of him.

“Right! How could I forget?”

Hanbin giggled. He thought that might have been the most melodious sound he had ever heard.

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Author's Note: Hello again everyone!! I am finally back with my second piece of work. I am so excited to share this with the world! As mentioned this one is a bit on the darker side, but I have tried to make it as lightheared as possible! Kindly read the warnings and proceed at your own risk! Stay safe people!! As of right now I think this will be roughly 3-4 chapters with each roughly 1,000 to 2,000 words. I still don't feel ready to share a bigger piece of work, so small baby steps for me!! Anyway, I hope whoever reads this sincerely enjoys it! Please leave your feedback!! It is really important to me as it encourages me to keep writing and improving! sending lots of love your way!

-Jina

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You are fucked. This is your first reaction as you enter the ZeroBaseOne dorm and see the bowl of popcorn and a blanket on the couch. The dorm is quiet, as the other members have left for their work except Taerae and his girlfriend and the latter is staring at you from the kitchen.

You nod and she points towards a room indicating where Gyuvin and Taerae are, before walking towards you, clearly worried, making you sigh. “I will be fine,” you say with negligible surety in your tone and she shrugs, “I told you twenty-one times the whole week just to tell him the truth. That’s three times per day!”

Now, you love your friend, you really do, but sometimes you just want to punch her so hard that she forgets the time she met you in high school. You glare at her and grit out, “And I replied twenty-one times that I can’t do that, he has been excited about this.” She deadpans in your direction and you grimace.

“Plus, I am older now, it probably won’t be that scary. I can’t let him down for a stupid fear that only children have,” you mumble and she shrugs saying, “Whatever lets you sleep at night.” Her words quieten down as Taerae and Gyuvin come towards you both and you grin nervously at your boyfriend who takes you in a bone-crushing hug.

“Have fun you two,” Taerae calls out before the two leave making you take a deep breath. You can do this!

Gyuvin is so excited that he is jumping up and down, only stopping to peck your lips making you giggle at the sweet gesture. Momentarily you get lost as he holds you in his arms and kisses your lips lightly. You kiss back and enjoy the warmth and love from him as your lips move in a light haze.

“I am so excited for tonight, especially since you agreed,” Gyuvin says as soon as you break the kiss, making the melodious record in your head screech to a halt.

“Right yeah,” you grin and do finger guns clicking your tongue before your mind yells “too much” and you stop. Gyuvin eyes you once weirdly before shaking it away and sitting down on the couch. You sigh lightly before plopping down on the couch beside him and he wraps his arms around your shoulder.

You take in his warmth and the scent he has on and get comfortable. Maybe you won’t even get scared, maybe cuddling with him will make your fears dissolve.

Oh, you absolutely cannot do this! You went through Conjuring fine if fine means albeit screaming at every jump-scare so much that Gyuvin had to skip the second and third parts.

“Sweetheart, let’s stop, why don’t we?” he suggests as you crouch impossibly closer to him and say, “No, I am fine.” Gyuvin deadpans at you making you slightly slap his chest and he shrugs.

“Sure, fine is what I would word it as. You are screaming so much, the neighbours are gonna think I am murdering you,” he replies snorting as you hit him again and push yourself away from him, scowling.

“Okay, let’s start the movie,” he gaslights and you scream “no”, jumping over to him as he easily catches you replying, “That’s what I thought.” You roll your eyes at his smug face but realise your breathing has calmed down a lot. Maybe you can go through the rest now.

“Are you sure you still want to see?” lace concerns his voice as he nuzzles his nose on your head and you hum lightly. You can do this! These are just movies.

Oh how wrong you were for the third time that night because Annabelle creation was a thousand times worse than Annabelle. Why the hell did they make a movie about the creation of a fucking demon doll?

Gyuvin was secretly enjoying holding you close, which is most of the reason he played Conjuring fully but now his heart hurts seeing your state. You scream once more at the stupid doll and bury your head in his neck clutching the shirt he is wearing. Light tears build up in your eyes and you quickly blink back and your breath becomes heavier with every creek of a door you can hear from the movie.

He pauses the movie as soon as he feels a dampness on his collar and closes it. Your head is still buried in his neck, light sniffles rocking through your body and you grimace for the teasing that is about to come. You stay in shock as he lightly threads his hand through your hair, tidying the messy strands.

His hold strengthens along your waist and he hums lightly when he feels you turning your head lightly towards him. “I can do this, huh? I told you let’s stop, I don’t like seeing you like this,’ his voice is a soft murmur as he dabs his palm under your eyes to dry the tears.

You stay quiet, looking at him with glossy eyes and finally speak up, “I thought I would be fine.” Gyuvin grimaces a little before wiping over the remains of the tears under your eyes.

He kisses your forehead, lightly trailing his lips down to your eyes as they flutter close from the contact, press one on your nose and before you can act on instinct his nose brushes along yours and his lips encase into your own. He holds one of your hands, intertwining the fingers while you clutch his shirt lightly.

He giggles lightly when he pulls away finding you chasing that feeling, making you giggle too before a comfortable silence falls over the room.

Well, comfortable silence is overrated to Gyuvin as he says, “How about we play a game? Whenever a scary scene comes, we kiss?” You raise your eyebrow at the innuendo, as he flashes his signature cheeky grin making you laugh. “Sure, okay,” you shrug nonchalantly even if your ears were burning at the mere thought of it.

Needless to say, you didn’t get scared anymore, not that you saw any of it!

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[chaesparklez]

ZB1 as Boyfriends (Hyung Line)

content: fluff, some smut, gender neutral descriptions. minors dni

Jiwoong

♥ spontaneous and passionate

♥ “hey babe do you wanna fly out to thailand this weekend?”

♥ physical touch! all the physical touch!! would constantly be holding hands, hugging, kissing his partner just to let them know he’s there (and just bc he can)

♥ the type to easily come to a resolution on problems due to his laidback and mature personality

♥ would want someone he can have fun with

♥ so i can see his dates being rlly fun and engaging

♥ cooking classes, lots of outdoorsy stuff, trips to cute lil towns around gyeonggi-do

♥ the quietly reliable type

♥ opening jars, bringing his partner comfy shoes when their feet hurt at the end of the day, little gestures here and there to make their life a lil easier

♥ anddd his sex life would always be dynamic and fun like the rest of the relationship

♥ so raw and passionate

♥ absolutely a dom

♥ nothing gets him off more than the view of his partner whining in pleasure underneath him. teary eyes, cheeks flushed, begging for more

♥ would know exactly how to drive his partner crazy and learn about their habits + desires to attune their sex life to be perfect

Hanbin

♥ oh boy

♥ it’s no secret that this boy is the embodiment of soft!bf energy

♥ a classic romantic

♥ handwritten notes, flowers, good morning texts, thoughtful gifts curated to his partner’s interests

♥ would constantly text his partner with cute lil updates of his day

♥ ‘hi my darling! i’m eating sushi while thinking of you. you love sushi right? let’s get some together next time <3’

♥ would want to be there for his partner in every way possible and show his support for whatever they’re pursuing

♥ his attentive and sensitive personality would mean he’d deal with his partner being upset with so much gentility

♥ (if they’d even have a reason to be upset in the first place haha)

♥ probably the type to go way overboard trying to make up after a fight

♥ we’re talking bouquets of roses, 1000 paper cranes, showers of hugs and kisses

♥ i could see him expressing his own issues maturely and in such a gentle way that his partner couldn’t even get upset

♥ would be willing to accommodate his partner in every sense of the word

♥ open minded and willing to match them in date ideas, what they want in the bedroom, etc

♥ speaking of the bedroom

♥ once again just a green flag all around. so gentle, so caring, so attuned to his partner’s mood and desires

♥ sex is an extension of the relationship for him. wouldn’t have sex with someone he cant connect with on a deeper level

♥ the type to make love not just have sex

♥ body worship, praise, interlocking fingers while going down on his partner

♥ king of aftercare!!!!

Hao

♥ now this is a good one

♥ hao is shy yet naturally social and has a warm personality which makes for a great partner as he’d always be surprising them with his hidden charms

♥ loves to feel desired!!

♥ would probably love the chase more than anything else and just the feeling of someone wanting him

♥ would want daily compliments from his partner and lots of sweet words of validation

♥ whispered words of love before they fall asleep at night (he’d be too shy to do this otherwise)

♥ physical touch for this one too. all the kisses, cuddles, shows of pda

♥ despite his inward-being nature, he has quite a sensual side to him once again adding to the fun of dating him

♥ a cunning fox

♥ would make cute little flirty comments that’d get his partner’s heart beating like crazy while acting innocent the whole time

♥ his cute + sexy charms would overall make for a dynamic and interesting boyfriend experience from him

Matthew

♥ so loverboy coded!!

♥ his mnet+ messages say it all

♥ the type to send long ass paragraphs telling his partner everything he loves about them

♥ would also use words of affirmation daily to express his love

♥ cute dates! getting pancakes, going to an amusement park, finding cool restaurants together

♥ would love just being in bed together having a long cuddle session

♥ holding eachother close, tracing circles on his partner’s palm and kissing them softly

♥ has the duality thing down to a t.

♥ would be so cuddly and adorable

♥ whilst also having a manlier side to him when he wants to show it

♥ think sweeping his partner off their feet like it’s nothing and kissing them with the sweetest smile on his face

♥ defo has a darker side to him too

♥ late night conversations, eye contact, that dazzling smile of his, one thing leading to another

♥ next thing you know he’s got them straddling him having a hot make out session

♥ we already KNOW he’d love being called oppa in bed

♥ (daddy kink daddy kink)

♥ i can see him enjoying using his strength in the bedroom

♥ holding his partner against a wall, ripping clothes off, manhandling

♥ but then once it’s over you have a cuddly teddy bear on your hands

Taerae

♥ so shy and sweet

♥ i don’t see him having dated a lot so i think he’d have a very earnest approach to love

♥ “can i hold your hand?”

♥ clingy and adorable like a puppy

♥ his love for music would absolutely play a big part in his way of loving

♥ epitome of the dreamy band bf

♥ writing songs about them, playing his guitar singing all their favourite songs for them

♥ hell, i could even see him confessing through singing a song for them

♥ “this next song is for a very very special person…”

♥ being a level-headed and logical person i think he’d be very rational in a relationship

♥ would give realistic advice, wouldn’t entertain highly theoretical scenarios

♥ “would you still love me if i were a worm?”

♥ “don’t ask weird questions”

♥ possibly leading to some disagreements if his partner is more sentimental ijbol

♥ but a big hug and a flash of those dimples would dispel any tension instantly

♥ taerae has a manly side to him that could lead to a surprising confidence around his partner once he gets comfortable

♥ intense eye contact making them all nervous, pulling them in close and ruffling their hair

♥ would love leaving and receiving hickeys

♥ can see him loving a partner that can take the lead in the bedroom

♥ whimpering subby sub boy

let me know if yall want more posts like this! currently thinking on writing a more detailed post on what hyung line is like in bed… 👀

[youmeshii]

han yujin × reader

warning ; she/her pronouns used, the f word is said ONCE, intentional lowercase, not proof read (i wrote this in 40 mins 💀), im younger than yujin i have the right to write this

tags ; no beta we die like real men, friends to (possible) lovers, tooth-rotting-ish fluff, yujin is a living and breathing staring contest bc hes awkward n i love him

a/n ; unfortunately, i will be delaying the publishing of my gunwook fic cause i'd like for it to be the best of the bestest but i wanted to spice up my page a lil bit and coincidentally, i have an awful yujin brainrot. so yujin drabble!!!!!

wc ; 0.6k

hold me close and say you care, 'cause i'm in love with your black hair ♪

"fuck, my headphones died." you groaned in annoyance, yujin's stare bearing into your skull. it would've been okay if it died back at home but on a road trip in the middle of nowhere, you don't have a lot of options.

your eyes travel to his, finally snapping him out of the spell you put on him. "yes?" your head tilts as you ask. he thinks it's the cutest thing he ever saw.

now feeling a little awkward, he looks down onto his bag and starts rummaging through his things. confusion still displays on your face yet you continue to watch his doings.

he pulls out a badly tangled bundle of earphones. "you can use this...?" he hesitated, you almost couldn't tell if it was a statement or not.

you let out a small laugh and his guard finally drops, laughing along with you. sure, he was all awkward and shy around you, but he still cared enough to offer a way for you to continue listening to your music.

"if it wasn't so tangled, i might be able to." you said, remnants of your laugh left on your face and made itself into a wide smile.

his cheeks started glowing with a rosy color as he pauses for a second before trying to untangle his earphones. why is it so tangled? why can't he get it out? this is his only chance!

"need some help there?" he jolts up at your voice and just blanks out. he looked like a child who just got caught eating too many candies. panicked on the inside, completely still on the outside.

you laugh at his still figure. his awkwardness from this whole situation made this so much funnier for you. grabbing his earphones, you test your luck and attempt to untangle it yourself.

"i think you tangled it even more." you joked, swiftly untangling the wires and putting them in their respective places. due to the gods' luck and pure will power, you successfully untangled the earphones.

out of a sudden, yujin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. you turned to look at him and his flushed face. you weren't very close, but it's nice to know he isn't just shy smiles and awkward laughs.

connecting the earphones to your phone, you open spotify and tapped on your most used playlist. on shuffle, you heard one of your favorite love songs.

"oh! yujin!" you called his name, his eyes automatically locking themselves onto you like he has so many times. he always looks at you with so much intent, it was honestly really cute.

"wanna share? one of my favorite songs' playing." you extended your arm to give him one of the earphones, him politely accepting.

he looked at the title, "1999" by beabadoobee. he mentally noted that it's one of your favorites and to listen to it again, of course.

"hold me close and say you care, cause i'm in love with your black hair~" you sang absentmindedly. little did you know, the boy next to you was stunned. he didn't know if it was because of your singing, or the fact that you changed the lyrics.

why did she say black hair? the song clearly said brown hair. he was confused. was it really for him?

the song continues playing as yujin's emotions only grew stronger. somehow, he felt like he was feeling everything all at once. he couldn't explain it, it was too complex.

nearing the end of the song, you hummed the lyrics joyfully. his eyes still boring into you, just as it was so many times before.

you turned to face him, "the lyrics are really pretty, right?" he stared right back into your eyes, a new feeling erupting in him and seeping into the way he stared at you.

"yeah, they're really pretty."

[lilacgyuvin]

STARGAZING! ━☆ﾟ.* a kim jiwoong smau

⊹₊ ⋆ chp. 8: movie theatre popcorn

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