#kim sehyoon fanfics

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Hurt/Comfort dialogue prompts: “I don’t know where I am. Please help me.” // “Can you please come and get me?”

Sehyoon x reader // Being followed by a stranger // Pre-relationship, Friends with feelings //

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You desperately tried to stop yourself from shaking so badly as you leaned your head back against the brick wall.

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You had gone out with a few new friends and acquaintances from work and decided to try out a new club fairly far away from where you’d usually frequent. You thought it would be a good way to enjoy a few days off and unwind. If only you had known how wrong you would be for thinking that.

Your group had only been in the club for less than an hour when one member, a closer colleague from work, got an alarming text about a family member and wanted to leave. You thought maybe only one or two others would escort her home, but after returning from the bathroom, you couldn’t find any familiar face from the group.

You searched the club for a few minutes and tried to stay close to where everyone had been, but it was becoming more and more clear that the entire group must’ve left and that maybe you had misunderstood.

Sighing, you decided it was better to go home as well rather than trying to party solo. You tried sending a text to a few friends in the group, but your phone wasn’t getting good signal in that area and wouldn’t send out your messages.

You left the club and wandered down the street, enjoying the cool air on your skin. The seasons were changing and the crisp autumn weather was finally chasing the summer heat away.

You were content in your thoughts until you nearly slammed into a stranger on the sidewalk. You bowed and expressed an apology, side-stepping and continuing on your way. You didn’t think you were that distracted; you felt confused on how you almost ran into the stranger. It almost felt like they had purposely tried to run into you.

You attempted to just brush the encounter off, but before long, buildings and storefronts were replaced by trees and shrubs and you became aware of the soft pat-pat-pat of footsteps behind you.

Hair immediately stood on the back of your neck. Was the person from before now following you? Had they picked you out and were tracking you down? You picked up your pace and tried to find somewhere that looked familiar to you.

The footsteps behind you picked up as well. Panic stirred in your stomach.

Fuck.

Your brain was racing, desperately trying to figure out how to escape from whoever was pursuing you. The steps seemed to echo louder and louder and fear was making your blood feel cold in your veins. Your eyes darted around and you found there was a fork in the sidewalk up ahead; the left side trailed away towards a small bridge and over a little river.

You decided it was now or never and broke into a sprint. You followed the new path and put as much distance as you could between you and your stalker. After a moment, you turned off the path and cut through the weeds and grass, ducking under the footbridge next to the riverbed and made yourself as small as possible.

And for the first time in the last few minutes, you heard nothing but near silence; no haunting footsteps bouncing off the ground. The bugs and animals around seemed to be holding their breath for you, too. You held your hand tightly over your mouth and nose to muffle your heavy breathing and continued to listen for any signs you were still being followed.

What felt like an eternity passed before you finally released the air in your lungs. You desperately tried to stop yourself from shaking so badly as you leaned your head back against the brick wall. Your chest was tight and you felt emotional, drained, scared, and most definitely lost. In that moment, you needed comfort and took out your phone, thanking every being your service was working again, dialing the first number that popped into your head.

“Y/N?” A sleepy voice answered after two rings. You tried to open your mouth to respond, but nothing came out.

“Y/N? Are you there? Is everything okay?”

“Sehyoon,” you managed to croak, tears flooding your eyes and threatening to fall. “Sehyoon, I-”

You hiccuped and sniffled, trying to talk, to explain, to apologize. But the words were getting caught in your throat.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Sehyoon urged, sounding much more awake than just moments before. There was some rustling on the other side of the line before he asked, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“I don’t know where I am...Please help me,” you said brokenly, your voice cracking at the end.

“Just stay where you are. I’ll find you. Are you safe right now? Are you hurt?”

Keys jingled in the background of the call and you heard a door close.

“N-no. I’m-I’m not hurt,” you finally managed, trying to keep your teeth from chattering. “But I’m scared. Can you please come and get me?” Your voice cracked again and you couldn’t stop the panicked sob that broke free.

“Hey, I’m here Y/N. I’m coming. Just stay on the phone with me and I’ll find you. Can you tell me what’s around you?”

You sniffled and wiped your face with the end of your sleeve, leaning forward to glance around.

“I...I think I’m on a running trail. There’s a foot bridge I’m under. There’s...a creek or river I’m by...”

“That’s good, that’s really good. Great job,” Sehyoon praised and you heard his car come to life. “Where did you start?”

You thought hard to remember the name of the club you had been at with your coworkers just an hour prior.

“Golden Goose. I-I was at Golden Goose, the club. Then...when I left, I went south down the street. I don’t remember after that.”

“Okay, Y/N. Great job, you did great. I’m coming, okay? I’m coming.”

You felt so on edge and so exhausted at the same time - hypervigilant and drained. You wanted to stay awake and keep watch, make sure that you stayed safe, but your eyes were so heavy.

“Can you just...keep talking?” you mumbled, trying to pry your eyes open.

“Of course. Anything for you.”

Sehyoon softly rambled on about all sorts of things; about music he recently liked, about work, about news articles he read this morning, about the types of cars he was passing by. Every moment that passed had you feeling more sleepy and disoriented.

You were nodding off when the phone call dropped. Your eyes shot open and you quickly tried to open your phone. You felt your heart sink when the empty battery icon flashed on your screen momentarily before going dark again.

Oh no.

You tried to keep calm, but your skin itched with anxiety at a noise close by. You clapped your hand back over your mouth and squeezed your eyes shut. Footsteps drew closer and closer and tears sprung to your eyes again. You were hidden from view on the running trail, sure, but you weren’t in a great position if anyone decided to stray away and walk on the riverbed.

Sehyoon, please...hurry.

You heard the footsteps overhead start to cross on the footbridge before coming to a stop. There was no movement at all. Your breathing caught in your chest and you bit your lip harshly to prevent any scared squeaks from tumbling out.

“Y/N?”

Your body reacted before your mind could process anything and you let out a relieved cry. Then it hit you.

You were safe.

“S-Sehyoon-” you hiccuped, trying to crawl out from under the foot bridge before your knees gave out and sent you crashing to the ground. Sehyoon immediately hopped down from the path and rushed over to you, one hand on the small of your back to help steady you. You couldn’t help but fall into him, wrapping your arms around him and holding on like he was all that was keeping you from falling apart.

Sehyoon must’ve been taken aback but instead just steadied the two of you and hugged you back.

“I’m right here, Y/N. It’s okay, you’re alright. You’re safe.”

After a long minute of soaking in Sehyoon’s calming presence, you trusted your legs enough to finally move. Sehyoon helped you back onto the path before shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around your shoulders. Your face heated, but you didn’t have the energy to push it away. Besides, being entrapped by the warmth and his soft, comfortable, homey smell reassured your body that things were okay.

Sehyoon got you into his car and reached over to buckle you in. You leaned forward and gingerly kissed his shoulder.

“Thank you,” you murmured, closing your eyes. You didn’t see the cute shade of pink that dusted his cheeks but he simply just hummed in response.

Sehyoon got back into the driver’s seat and you reached over to grab his hand, asking, “Can I stay with you tonight?” You managed to open your eyes and meet his face. Some mix of emotions crossed his features for a moment before he nodded and simply answered, “Anything for you.” You sighed contently and dropped his hand, curling your fists into the sleeve of his jacket.

The car ride to Sehyoon’s was quiet and comfortable. The small bumps and rocking made your battle with sleep so much harder and you felt yourself dozing off again. Sehyoon took your hand and gently stroke your knuckles with his thumb.

“You can sleep. I’ll wake you when we get back.”

You let yourself relax. You knew Sehyoon would always keep you safe. The big teddy bear would never let you get hurt. The thought caused a swarm of emotion to stir in your stomach but you decided you could deal with your feelings for your best friend in the morning. Tonight, you would enjoy the warmth and relief that Sehyoon and his big heart constantly brought to you.

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K-pop Group Names A-F

AB6IX- Jeon Woong

A.C.E- Kang Yuchan, Kim Byeongkwan, Kim Sehyoon, Lee Donghun, Park Junhee

ASTRO- Cha Eunwoo, Kim Myungjun, Moon Bin, Park Jinwoo, Park Minhyuk, Yoon Sanha

ATEEZ- Choi Jongho, Choi San, Jeong Yunho, Jung Wooyoung, Kang Yeosang, Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi

Block B- Ahn Jaehyo, Kim Yookwon, Lee Minhyuk, Lee Taeil, Park Kyung, Pyo Jihoon, Woo Jiho

BOYNEXTDOOR- Han Dongmin, Kim Donghyun, Kim Woonhak, Lee Sanghyeok, Myung Jaehyun, Park Sungho

BTOB- Im Hyunsik

BTS- Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Kim Taehyung (V), Min Yoongi, Park Jimin

CRAVITY- Ahn Seongmin, Ham Wonjin, Kang Minhee, Kim Taeyoung, Koo Jungmo, Allen Ma, Park Serim, Seo Woobin, Song Hyeongjun

DAY6- Kang Younghyun, Kim Wonpil, Park Sungjin, Yoon Dowoon

DPR Ian Christian Yu

Dreamcatcher- Kim Minji

ENHYPEN- Kim Seonwoo, Lee Heeseung, Nishimura Riki, Park Jongseong, Park Sunghoon, Jake Sim, Yang Jungwon

EXO- Byun Baekhyun, Kim Jongdae, Kim Junmyeon, Kim Minseok, Oh Sehun, Park Chanyeol, Zhang Yixing

[emeraldbabygirl]

Brat: A Kim Sehyoon smut part 2 uwu!

Genre: sMUT

Warnings/kink(s): thigh riding, dirty talk, choking, hair pulling, degradation, slapping (but it’s light I promise I won’t go too far into my dark shit..for now oops)

Length: short like my attention span (I lied. I’m a lying lil bitch)

It had been a two days since Sehyoon had been at your house. You woke up your panties wet at the extremely sexual dream you had of Sehyoon. You sighed looking at the clock in your room. 11:30 it read, you’re surprised you didn’t sleep til noon. Getting up from your bed you took your wet panties off but instead of putting on a clean pair you decided to go without. Even if Sehyoon didn’t try anything further with you the thoughts going through your head were enough to soak a new pair and you really didn’t want to change them every 10 minutes.

You headed downstairs and wandered into the kitchen. You didn’t see Sehyoon on the couch in the living room. You grabbed a water and plopped down on the couch. In a trance, still not noticing Sehyoon on the couch. “Sup slut.” You jumped and squealed both at him scaring you and the word he used. “S-Sehyoon I-I didnt see you. A-are you here alone? Where’s my brother?” You asked your face already heating up

“He’s somewhere in town. Don’t know when he’ll be back so for now it’s just the two of us.” Sehyoon eyed you. You where wearing a tight crop top with no bra as Sehyoon could clearly see your nipples hardening under the cloth and a lil pink skirt that you wore hiked up so when you sat down it showed so much of your thighs. Sehyoon smirked. He was wearing the holy grey sweatpants with no underwear clearly as you could see the slowly rising tent in his pants and a cut off black tank top. His green hair was wet and slicked back so his whole gorgeous forehead was exposed. “You dress like such a slut, the other day it was a hoodie and the shortest and tightest booty shorts and today you look like a slutty student that wants to get fucked by the teacher. Sehyoon shook his head.

You frowned at Sehyoon, “w-well what about you. You’re a man whore w-wearing those sweatpants w-with no underwear underneath a-and” you stopped yourself when Sehyoon’s gaze turned harsh. His lips were a thin line and his pupils were sharp. “You really are a brat aren’t you? You’ve been teasing me for the past two days with your slutty clothes and the way you purposefully drop literally anything just so you can bend over in front of me, you never wear a bra, I doubt you’re even wearing panties, you also talk back to your brother who’s clearly the oldest one in the house, you never eat what he fixes, you always complain, you go out of your way to reach for things in high places just to get a reaction out of me. So tell me Princess, are you always like this or are you doing this just for me?” You subtly try to close your thighs, the wetness leaking out of you. He was right on everything. All you want is to be fucked by your brother’s best friend til you’re crying and cumming over and over and since you’re too shy to use your words, to tell Sehyoon how much you want him you choose to act out, hoping he’ll get the hint and punish you. The heat on your cheeks and in your core was driving you mad. You placed the water on the table and looked over at Sehyoon. You tried to look into his eyes but they were so intimidating and your gaze slowly found his cock tugging against his pants.

Sehyoon’s cock shifted in his pants and before you could look back up he had your chin gripped in his hand. “My eyes are up here you disgusting bitch.” You breathed in a shaky breath as his words were becoming more lewd. “What is it you want from me huh? Just teasing me? A quick fuck? Do you want me to mark you up and make you mine? Hmm? What are some of those slutty thoughts that are swimming through that pretty mind of yours Princess? Tell Daddy what you want.” You couldn’t help the soft moan that came out of you, I mean, he called himself ‘daddy’ for fucks sake and god was he indeed a daddy. Sehyoon smirked before pushing your face away from his. “Dumb little bitch. You’re all bark and no bite. You probably wouldn’t even know what to do if my cock was right in front of those pretty lips of yours.” You couldn’t take his words anymore, you couldn’t take the teasing and the neediness you had for him. So you softly spoke up, “p-please, let me ride your t-thighs.” You moved closer to Sehyoon air kissing your wet hole as you moved your legs.

“You should’ve said that baby.” Sehyoon grabbed you and harshly slammed you on his thigh holding your hips down. Your face was beat red, your lips quivering as you placed your hands on Sehyoon’s shoulders. You were so horny and wet but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to move. Sehyoon frowned, raising one eyebrow. “Aww what’s the matter lil bitch, don’t know what to do? Are you that dumb or did the thought of riding my thighs and cumming everywhere make you dumb?” You softly whimpered when Sehyoon lifted your skirt up. He chuckled, “no panties again? The material of my pants are gonna hurt that cute clit of yours Princess.” Sehyoon hummed to himself as his fingers dipped into you. “F-fuckkk..” you moaned your body shaking. Just as Sehyoon was about to thrust into you his phone rang. With an annoyed look on his face he reached for the phone. Seeing that the caller ID was your brother Sehyoon smirked when he got an awful idea.

Placing the phone back on the couch he put your brother on speaker phone. He looked at you and smiled before fingering you at a fast pace. He didn’t even start out slow. “Hey man how’s it going?” He asked his free hand going up to grab your breasts. You hated that Sehyoon had done this, talking to your brother while fingering you felt so dirty and despite all your attempts to keep quiet you accidentally let a few small moans leave you. “I’ll be home soon, how’s my sister?” Sehyoon smiles at your expression. You were lost already, eyes shut tight as moans cascaded out of your mouth. “I don’t know, she’s probably still sleeping but hey, um, stay out a bit longer man I brought a girl home and she’s really loud and making a mess so I don’t want you here quite yes. She’s quite the shy lil bunny.” After Sehyoon said this he quickly rammed his fingers into your g-spot. “Daddy!” You screamed falling against Sehyoon’s chest. “Jesus Christ man, ok I’ll stay out til 10 for fucks sake. Just clean up the mess..but uh..fuck that dumb whore good huh? Tell me about it when I get back.” And with that your brother hung up.

Sehyoon hummed as he continued. “Did you like that baby? Bet your feeling so exposed knowing that your brother called you a whore without knowing who he’s talking to. Wait til he finds out I’ve been fucking you dumb behind his back. Shit, your parents might kick you out if they find out. You’d have to live with me and be my lil bitch huh?” Sehyoon frowned when he didn’t get an answer out of you. So as quickly at he stuck his fingers in you he pulled them back out. You sat up and whined but got cut off when Sehyoon’s hand slapped you across the face. Not too hard but enough to cause tears to well up in the corners of your eyes. “Aww don’t cry Princess. You only got slapped cause you didn’t answer me. I’ll keep slapping you til you’re no longer a brat now answer me, did it turn you on being a slut in front of your brother?” You were still processing the question when his hand came in contact with you other cheek, the hand that was previously in you. “Yes! Y-yes it did!” You yelped. Sehyoon smiled. “You filthy whore. Ride my thighs already so you can fuck off.” Sehyoon’s words were getting you so wet and hot, you slowly began moving your hips letting out little whimpers as you felt the material rub against your clit.

“So cute, such a slut but so good when she finally gets put in her place. Here, suck.” Sehyoon shoved the fingers that were in your pussy in your mouth and you struggled to suck and grind on his thigh at the same time. Your hips would either halt or you’d stop sucking. “Tsk you can’t even multitask you stupid baby.” At this point tears were leaving your eyes, you were so needy and he was being mean and making fun of you instead of letting you do what you wanted. “Here, let me help you.” Sehyoon pulled his fingers out of your mouth as his hand went to your throat and squeezed it hard. “Be a good Princess and grind on my thigh and my grip will loosen okay?” You nodded and started up again. Tears continued to fall as his grip was still tight. You were afraid of passing out so you went faster rolling your hips against him. Out of surprise Sehyoon tensed his muscles which caused you to stop for a few seconds. Sehyoon didn’t like this as his grip got tighter. You whined as best you could and picked up the pace.

When Sehyoon did it again you tried your best to ignore it. Finally Sehyoon’s grip was no longer as he let go of your throat and grabbed your hair instead pulling your head back. “Ah fuck!” You moaned. You looked down at Sehyoon and he was smiling, his eyes dark. He looked so hot sitting there doing nothing and everything at the same time. You picked up your pace. You had your head buried in Sehyoon’s neck and your broken cries and whimpers were spilling out of you like the cum that was about to exit your body. Sehyoon just chuckled as he held your head to his neck, stroking your hair. You were about to cum, you could feel it. You weren’t sure if Sehyoon would allow you to or not. With what little strength you had you looked up at him with teary, pleading eyes. “It’s not from having my cock or any other part of me in you, you’re getting off all on your own. I can’t make you come princess.” You cried out “Daddy please! Please tell me to cum I can’t without your permission.” Sehyoon looked at you. He looked at you and started laughing, “you filthy bitch. You can’t multitask for shit and you suck at riding my thigh and now you’re asking to cum despite doing this to yourself? How pathetic!” Sehyoon slapped your face once more a little harder this time as the sting caused you to stop your movements for a bit. You weren’t in the mood for his games anymore, you were desperate for him and desperate to cum you didn’t know what to do. So you just continued to ride his thighs whining like the pathetic bitch he said you were.

Sehyoon was getting a kick out of you. He loved seeing you a mess for him, he wasn’t even touching you. Everything that was happening was on your hand. You were getting off on everything and that made Sehyoon want to bend you over and fuck you til you’re screaming his name. He wanted to ruin you but he held back. He still had five days to wrap you around his finger, he wasn’t gonna play fair. He grabbed your face, this time gently as he looked into your hazy eyes that were red and glossy. He smiled at the red marks on your cheeks from his slaps. “I was only joking Princess. You ride Daddy’s thigh so well. However we have so much time to play still. I’m not gonna let you cum so easily, so no you do not have permission to cum.” At Sehyoon’s words you stopped grinding on his thigh. You were shaking and the wetness kept coming but he didn’t say you could cum and that made to start sobbing. You had done everything for him and he still was being mean to you.

“Aww don’t cry Princess,” he said pulling your little body into his arms. He rubbed little circles on your lower back, “I’ll let you cum soon. When you stop being a brat I’ll let you cum over and over and over again until you’re begging me to stop. Just be patient and be a good girl. As soon as that brat is out of you Daddy will give you everything you ask for okay?” Sehyoon pulled you away from him just so he could taste your lips. Your salty tears got him off and the thought of making you cry like this made thoughts of pure sin invade his mind. But he pushed them back and continued his gentle kissing, for now. Sehyoon then patted your butt before pushing you off of him. “Go clean yourself you dirty slut.” You got off his thigh and rushed to the bathroom before he could catch you. Sehyoon scoffed picking up your cum from his sweats with his fingers and placing them in his mouth. He groaned at your taste. “That bitch came anyway.”

(Wow there’s gifs in the function already fuck me up that’s so hot SKSKSKS I’ll use this one since I didn’t really like the others) So anyway that A.C.E comeback pushed me to write the second part oOF. I wish I got the push to write my other fic ideas. But yeah Favorite Boys is so fucking hot and despite him having green hair in this fic I was thinking about him with black hair. Anyway I hope it’s good and to the people that were asking about it thank you for being patient with me and I’m sorry I couldn’t get it out sooner :( but I hope you all like it

[mony8]

KIDNAPPED

A.C.E Kim Sehyoon x female reader

(part 25)

Warning: angst, cute, fluff, soft etc.

When Sehyoon and Y/n got back home, Y/n's friend Vicky was on the couch in the living room so she joined her. They were watching some videos then Y/n went to change her clothes and layed down on the bed a bit to take a rest for a couple of minutes from being overjoyed. She also called Vicky to tell her what happened and she was super thrilled to hear that Y/n had a good time with Sehyoon, but also told her that it is still early to assume anything. Vicky started watching some busking videos and Y/n was just laying there on the bed looking at the ceiling but overrhinking about everything.. When suddenly Vicky started tapping her and calling her name:" Y/n, Y'n aren't these the guys that are currently downstairs?" She has found an MV which said A.C.E Cactus, then watched another called Under Cover, and so on they kept watching and watching... Then Vicky stopped the videos and turned off the phone to look at Y/n.. They were both stunned and speachless because they only said they were dancers but now they just found out they are actual idol celebrities which are still not enough well known, but have really good quality of vocals, rap, dance, charm... They suddenly both started talking to each other:" Are you thinking what I am thinking? "Yes definitely!" They both started screaming at the same time from too much excitement! Suddenly the door slammed open and Chan was there and they both stopped and just looked at him with big eyes weirdly.. He asked if they are okay and they both just nodded and he let it go and got out. They continued silently screaming and hugging each other till there was no room for air... When dinner was ready they came downstairs to eat, but discussed from before how can they ask them, so they would do it discreetly as to not disturb them a lot. Vicky turned on the first video they found and started asking them one by one:" Hey isn't this you here on this video Chan?..Oh wait Jun this is you right? Well you look better here haha.." She was trying to make light jokes but started feeling uneasy so she just stopped and then Y/n stepped in and asked:" Are you really the guys from the videos we just watched and showed to you?" Everyone was just silent and serious, then Jun cleared his throat and started explaining:" Yes, we are A.C.E (2,3 Set To Be A Hero A.C.E they did their introduction in front of them) an idol group who is debuted but hasn't really achieved enough popularity yet, but we are super grateful for each and every fan of ours who gives us any kind of support, also we did not want to tell you as you know there are lots of rules, and plus we do not know you well enough yet you might be very surprised, or rude, or try to attack or steal from us etc... Also we did not want to shock you after everything so we all agreed to tell you later on after we spent more time with you but you already found out so yeah, what do you think?" Y/n and Vicky just sat there shocked, but collected themselves and praised them with great manners, but with slight panicking which was totally understandable because it was a lot to take in.

@vikicottonbaee @alexing1061

[peachybun-bun]

A.C.E

KEY

🔞Smut/Mature/Suggestive 🐇Fluff 💣Angst 💕 Poly/Multiple 🖤 Toxic 😆 Comedy  

Donghun

Wow

Jun The Missing Yogurt  😆

Kim Byeongkwan

Chan

[t3kandson]

Orange passion teaser 🍊🍊🍊

As the shoot wrapped up and everyone attempted to leave, you placed your hand on the handbrake of his car to stop him from driving off. He looked at you puzzled and confused as you sat there silently watching the last car, Leaving you both alone. As you sat in the car in the middle of nowhere, in an overgrown field of wildflowers and orange trees. The blue sky setting such a summery beautiful sight. “y/n you ok” Sehyoon broke through your thoughts as he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.

You shook your head violently, shaking off those thoughts of insecurity, and decided to find the courage you knew you would need to punish him for making you jealous earlier. You got out of the car without a single explanation. He stepped out the car with a concerned look, as you walked around to his side and aggressively in the moment threw your lips against his. He froze in a moment of confusion, before joining your pace as he relaxed his lips so you could slide your tongue against his. You could taste the tang of oranges that he had clearly sneaked a bite of. You watched his confused expression ease as he relaxed into your passionate yet needy kisses. Feeling a sudden intense need to be further adventurous, you left his lips and took his hand, and with that you started to slowly pull him towards the orange trees where you had been watching his photoshoot earlier. ………………..

[unknownarchiviste]

Under the Rain

♡ This Love, It Stays: First Love

♡ Kim Sehyoon // 918 words

♡ I’m very much delayed on my schedule but there’s nothing I can do LOL. Happy Valentines Day, everyone! 

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“Oh, it’s raining,” you whispered to yourself.

You hopped off the bus and took shelter beneath the shed. You slipped off the straps of your bag and searched for your umbrella. Your brows furrowed when you took out some notebooks and still, you couldn’t find your umbrella.

You returned your bag on your back and sighed as you watch the rain. “At least it’s not raining hard.”

As you were about to step out of the shed, a hand gently grabbed your arm. You turned around and came face to face with a male student. He quickly dropped your arm and with a hesitant smile, he pointed to his opened umbrella. “Do you want to share?”

You were kind of embarrassed about it but the other alternative would be to run through the rain and to attend your classes drenched. So, you nodded. “Okay.”

He moved closer to you and made sure that you’re under the shelter of his umbrella. Then, the two of you walked together under the rain.

You weren’t really good at making small talks. And based on his silence beside you, neither was he. However, the faint sound of the rain pattering on his umbrella, the footsteps hitting the wet pavement, and the rushing sound of vehicles on the wet road were enough to make the silence comfortable.

You two reached the shelter of the campus with a few more minutes before the classes starts. You turned to him and saw that his other shoulder was a bit wet while you were completely dry, except for a few splotches of rain brought by the wind. He saw you staring at it so he smiled. “It’s okay.”

“Thank you,” you said.

He nodded and walked away, heading to his class. You turned away too and headed to yours.

‘His smile,’ you thought, ‘is warm.’

It was another rainy afternoon.

For the past week, it had rained a couple of times. That’s why you’ve always brought your umbrella. It almost became as important to you as your wallet.

“See you tomorrow!” You waved to your friends as they walked away to their own destinations.

You clicked open your umbrella and was about to step under the rain when you noticed a familiar student a few steps beside you. He was the stranger who shared his umbrella to you. He was silently watching the rain, a frown marring his handsome features.

Without really thinking about it, you walked up toward him. He didn’t notice you until you said, “Hi.”

He looked at you. Both surprise and recognition replaced his frown. “Hi. Can I help you?”

You glanced at his hands and saw that he held nothing. You pointed up to your umbrella just like how he did days ago. “Do you... want to share? We are headed to the same bus stop, right?”

He glanced up at your umbrella. He looked at the heavy rain. Then, he nodded with an apologetic smile. “Can I? I’m sorry for the trouble.”

“No problem,” you smiled and moved the umbrella to shelter him.

The two of you started walking under the rain. Since he was a bit taller than you, you had to raise the umbrella higher. Your arm was getting tired because of the extra effort and you hoped he didn’t notice it.

Well, your hope did not come true because he noticed it.

“Should I hold it?” He suddenly asked, hand already hovering above the handle.

Your cheeks flamed as you handed him the umbrella. “Thank you.”

The two of you walked in silence, the loud pats of the rain filling it. Soon enough, you reached the bus stop. He thanked you and you told him it’s not a problem. You two stood side by side beneath the shed.

You glanced at him and you caught him glancing at you two. Instead of looking away, he gave you the warm smile that somehow warmed something within your heart. “I haven’t asked for your name.”

You told him your name and you felt a bit shy when he tried saying it, the word flowing softly from his lips. “How about you? What’s your name?”

“Sehyoon,” he said and watched you try out his name with a small smile.

You wanted to smack yourself in the head.

You have been standing beside the bus stop for almost ten minutes and although you don’t want to admit it, you were waiting for something—for someone to come. And when you realized how silly you have been, that someone came, immediately catching sight of you before you even took a step away from the stop and toward school.

Since it would be rude to just run off, you gave him a shy smile. “Hi.”

“Hey,” he smiled back.

You saw his eyes quickly glanced down your hand—at the purple umbrella in it. He then glanced at the clear blue sky above. When his eyes returned to you, it was bright with amusement. You then decided that you should’ve just ran off earlier.

“I need to go,” you mumbled as you try to walk past him, cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

And like that first meeting, before you even took a step out of the shed, a hand gently grabbed your arm. This time, when you faced him, he did not let go. This time, his smile was bright and warm, not hesitant.

“Do you want to... walk together?” He asked.

With a loudly beating heart and a small blossoming feeling inside it, you nodded.

[reach4themoon]

Comforted by a stranger

@daybreakx​ writing Challenge: write something using the words storm, stranger, and heartbreak

Word Count: 1454

a/n: this isn’t edited yet because i got excited and wrote this before i was ready lmao 

     You knew this was going to happen, yet here you are standing in the middle of the sidewalk unable to move.

Your now ex-boyfriend of 2 years broke up with you after confessing he was seeing another lover. Everyone told you the signs; the perfume he would appear with when you didn’t even recognized the scent, the way he would sneak off to be on his phone, everything was right in front of you the entire time.

You didn’t know what to do, where would you even go? You thought about standing there all day but the rumbling of thunder and the small droplets of rain ruined those plans.

Numbly you looked around, hoping to find some cover from the storm instead of walking 15 minutes to get to your apartment.

You spotted a sign covered in different art styles and colors reading “A.C.E Cafe” and decided that was your best option. 

The sound of the bell alarmed the workers behind the counter, all of them sprinting as they hurried to their stations. The man behind the counter smiled brightly at your approaching figure, his eyes seeming worried as they scanned your saddened face.

“What would you like to order and if you haven’t been here before we can always suggest something?” He leaned across the counter, tilting his head to the side as he looked up at you.

Realizing you didn’t know any of the drinks, you nodded hoping a warm drink would occupy your mind while the storm passed outside.

“Are you looking for something sweet, bitter, or spicy?” He pushed off the counter, tapping at the screen in front of him. 

“What’s spicy?” Never in your life had you heard of a drink, let alone something in a cafe, being spicy.

“It’s our specialty, but I have to warn you- not everyone can handle the heat.” He couldn’t help but giggle at your confused expression.

“Okay, tell you what. You let me order the drink for you and if you don’t like it one of us will drink it and you can order something different.” After your nod, he quickly tapped on the register before handing you a printed receipt.

You walked over to a booth in the corner, the days events taking a greater toll on you than previously expected.

You rested your head on the table and squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself not to cry in front of the workers despite images flashing in your head reminding you of the time spent together.

Still feeling the soft blanket wrapped around you, the childish giggles between the two of you just moments before he kissed you for the first time. You could still feel the way his lips moved as he smiled into the kiss and shyly pulled away. The day was perfect for you but now it was gone, the memory bringing nothing but a bittersweet pain. 

Your eyes shot open at the sound of footsteps approaching, sitting up straight you noticed a different male holding a coffee cup and shyly smiling. You awkwardly nodded at him as he set the cup down, briskly walking back to counter without a word. 

Taking a deep breath and finally looking around the store you noticed the same art all over the walls and floor. Turning your head, you noticed the wall next to you was covered in a painted abstract sunflower. It was beautiful and normally you would have taken the time to properly admire it but the image that crossed your mind forced you to look away.

You couldn’t help but remember going on a hike with your ex-boyfriend, the day was bright and cool allowing both of you to enjoy it to the fullest. You had made it to the top of a hill, the edge outlined with sunflowers as your boyfriend of over a year joked about rolling off the hill. He used to love taking pictures of you, calling you his beautiful mural as you posed in the sunflowers. That was the day you told him you loved him.

“Did you not like the drink?” 

Snapping your head to the left you noticed the man from before, holding a painted cup with the other workers hiding behind the counter and watching.

“Uh, no I haven’t tried it yet. Sorry.” You sniffled, gently bringing the cup up to your lips and taking a sip.

The stranger chuckled as you coughed, quickly setting the cup down and shaking your head. “Who would enjoy a drink like that?”

“Most people only have it once.” He set down the other cup, offering to remove the other and hurriedly walking away again.

You watched out of the corner of your eye as the others grew exasperated, whisper yelling for him to go back. He glanced back at you and shook his head, noticing your glazed expression and what they believed to be some sort of inner struggle.

None of them seemed to buy his excuses, one worker with red hair pulling him close to whisper something before shooing him away again. Not wanting to admit to spying on them as a distraction for the intruding memories, you picked up the new cup and sipped on the drink.

This one was much sweeter than before with a hint of chocolate, you lifted the cup to admire the painting. The blending of browns, blacks, and greens worked well to describe the taste of the coffee and upon closer inspection you could have sworn there were hidden faces and flowers withing the swirls of paint.

“Is it okay if I join you?” You nodded your head, lowering your cup back to the table and watched him shuffle into the booth.

As he settled in his seat his eyes quickly looked around the table, seemingly adjusting his thoughts before finally making eye contact with you.

“Is the drink better?” He fidgeted in his seat, not accustomed to talking with the customers.

“Yeah, it’s a lot sweeter now. Thank you.” You managed a small smile to which he returned with a bigger one.

“Ah, that’s good. Byeongkwan said you’d prefer sweeter drinks.” 

The atmosphere grew tense as neither of you spoke and he turned his head to the others still standing behind the counter, hoping for them to save the mood. The one from the register giggled, slapping an older one next to him in his excitement and the others smiled in return before shoving each other into the back room. You knew you shouldn’t stare at strangers, but you couldn’t help but admire his intentions.

His black hair falling softly just above his eyes, his gaze soft and nervous as he glanced between his friends and you. Chuckling, he shifted in his seat hoping something would help him.

You looked down at the coffee, quietly running your fingers along the details in the paint as you thought about what to say. The thunder booming outside forced both of your attention to the front of the store, the windows taking over half of the wall to reveal the rainwater covering the concrete and flashes of lightning revealed ghost of shadows dancing along the front tables.

“Can we move up there?” You got up, hoping he would continue to keep you company as you admired the storm.

You dragged one of the chairs over to the window, a little disappointed to find the company had vanished. Focused on the rain, you continued to fight back the memories of your boyfriend and the thoughts of him with another. 

The footsteps indicated your company was back and you were surprised to find a blanket draped around you. Your black haired friend held a to go cup with steam slipping out of it as he dragged another chair to sit next to you.

This time he seemed less worried about conversation, simply watching the storm while occassionally glancing at you. You were grateful for the silence and company, adjusting yourself so your legs rested on the window sill and wrapping the blanket tighter around your shoulders.

You could hear the creaking of a door behind you and hushed voices but a quick thump and a soft whimper and the noises disappeared. Your company smirked, knowing exactly what they were up to but simply slid down his chair further and sipping on his drink. Taking the risk, you glanced behind and found the room to be empty and smiled, resting your head awkwardly on the back of your chair.

Less than a minute later and the male gently tapped his shoulder, his ears tinted pink as you gratefully rested your head on him. Both of you sat there in silent comfort, the music provided by the pattering of rain and thunder.

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Wowkwan

Slow Dancing in a Burning Room

Song inspo: John Mayer

Words: 303

Rating: none

Warnings: just fluffy soulmate things

The candles that once stood tall and pure sputter on their last breaths, flighting fruitlessly against an ending wick. Wax had melted over the flat, crystal perches sweetly coating them into nondescript figurines new and bright to the world. Or well… the living room. The usually bright white lights would glare the plain room in harsh undertones bouncing off the white furniture to blind all who do not expect it, were turned cool and low, warmth of a fire without a chimney to claim in any of the houses corners. Music thrums through the veins of the two men spinning in on the cleared cream carpet. The smaller man, though not by much in height but rather a slender frame altogether, doesn’t move his feet for this dance. His partner, maybe taller but certainly wider in stature, moved his feet in time to the slow beat, except, on his own feet was Byeongkwan. Sehyoon twirls them in slow circles, neither cutting the silence, too eager to entangle as one. Sehyoon can’t help it though, his head slumping forward till he can lightly press their foreheads together, sending both into snorting laughter. Byeongkwan is first to nuzzle his nose into his lovers, lips meeting only partially. Sehyoon’s teeth blare back when the younger man pulls back, arms tightening around a thick neck, leaning back further and further. Sehyoon won’t have it, tearing his hands painfully from a slim waist to snake up the small of his back and glide up, up, up, till he can feel between defined shoulder blades, pulling him tightly till he can put his lips on Byeongkwan’s large forehead, staying there till they dissolve into another fit of giggles, older man lifting his leg high to throw them both off balance and onto the floor, love is where they are.

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An Outstanding Transformation

➵ A.C.E: (Ravenclaw) Sehyoon x fem. (Slytherin) reader / one shot, Hogwarts AU / fluff

➵ warnings: (a teeny tiny bit) sexual suggestiveness 

➵ word count: 2.4k

➵ series: Donghun, Sehyoon, Yuchan

"You should be thankful to be partnered with him. He's basically a genius.", Jiwoo says, twirling her blond locks around one finger and staring out of the window.

"He's weird.", you mumble, scrunching up your face in concentration while looking down at your parchment.

"He is. I mean, how could he not? He's best friends with Byeongkwan.", your best friend admits, grinning slightly.

"Don't talk about Byeongkwan like that. He's a genius. An evil genius, but a genius nevertheless.", you retort, feeling a bit protective of your classmate.

"I know, I know - you have a soft spot for him.", Jiwoo teases, plucking the quill out of your hand and trying to tickle your nose with it.

"I do not...", you mumble, quickly snatching it back again, "I don't have a weak spot for anyone, so please leave me alone before I hex you. I really need to study."

Jiwoo huffs. "But why? Sehyoon will wing that Transformation project with or without you, so why even bother?", she whines, poking you with her wand and making you yelp. 

"Well, I'm not going to rely on a weird Ravenclaw - especially not when I can do it better myself. Also, I’m actually still working on my History of Magic essay right now and haven’t even thought about Transfiguration yet. That will have to wait until tomorrow."

"You know, sometimes you're really weird for a Slytherin. He could do all the work and you could just relax, why get competitive about it and do it yourself?"

You throw the blonde an exasperated look. "Because I don't trust him. No one is that intelligent. Especially not someone that... weird. And quiet. And... Well, I don't like the way he looks." At this, Jiwoo blinks a few times, before bursting  into laughter, which makes several students glare at you.

Right, you're still at the library - hopefully Mrs. Pince didn't hear you or you're in for a good scolding.

"Hush, be quiet now.", you hiss at Jiwoo, ducking your head and pretending to edit your more than poorly researched essay.

"I'm just saying, with his blond dyed hair? He could pass as a Malfoy, so he could actually pass as a member of our house.", Jiwoo whispers back, before quickly getting up and - finally - leaving you alone.

In the end, it's Sehyoon who asks you out on a study date. You guess it’s nice that he’s actually trying to act like a research partner. Nice is just not really your thing, most of your friends call you "honest" - but the right way to describe you might be "blunt". In the end, you still agree to meet the quiet Ravenclaw in the library. 

You're actually quite early, but he's already seated in front of one of the big arch windows; books, parchment, quills and ink pots littering the table in front of him. He's immersed into a book, his eyes almost flying over the pages - no one is able to read that quickly and actually absorb any of the content, you think.

"Hi.", you say, sliding onto the chair opposite the blond Ravenclaw and propping your chin on one hand. He looks up, startled by your sudden appearance - then, he breaks into a smile. Your heart stops for a second, before it starts pounding against your rib cage.

"Oh, hello! It’s great that you could make it today.", he answers, his brown eyes sparkling in the bright sunlight.

"Uh, well, we are research partners, so...", you retort a bit bitingly, crossing your arms in front of your chest, ignoring your still fast beating heart. You guess you have to agree with Jiwoo... Sehyoon is more than handsome, but it's not only his looks... It's more his whole aura. You would never admit it out loud, but maybe you're a teeny tiny bit intimidated by him and his intelligence.

“That we are indeed. So, have you thought about what kind of Transformation we should attempt to present to the class? I was thinking about turning the water of the Great Lake into chocolate milk.”.

You don’t think you’ve ever heard him say so many words to anyone before as he’s usually one of the more quiet ones, even in class. You blink a few times at him, actually taken aback - he suddenly doesn’t seem so shy anymore. 

“I… uh. Well... Okay? Let’s just… do that?”, you agree a bit dumbfounded - you actually haven’t even thought about this project yet, still too absorbed into your History of Magic essay. So, going with his idea seems to be the polite way, even though his plan sounds a bit… ambitious, to say the least.

Sehyoon snorts, quickly pressing one hand over his mouth to stifle the noise. “I am kidding, we are definitely not going to transform the Great Lake into chocolate milk! I don’t think most of the magical beings - or normal ones, come to think of it - in there would survive that. Too much blood on our hands. Maybe you, as a Slytherin, don’t mind that too much, but as a Ravenclaw, I do prefer to have a clean slate.” His eyes are glimmering mischievously and his lips twitch, but you already have a retort ready: “You’re best friends with Byeongkwan, it’s absolutely impossible for you to have a clean slate.”

The corner of his mouth curls into a smile and he cocks his head to one side. “Touché. Well, back to our project, now - do you have an idea?”

You lean back, interlacing your fingers and biting down on your lip. “Not really, no. I’m still writing my History of Magic essay, so I had no time to think about Transfiguration yet.”

“Mhm.” He actually looks a bit disappointed, picking up his quill and writing something down, “That’s okay. I have a few ideas - we can talk about all of them and then agree on one, if that’s okay with you?”

You sigh inwardly, but nod.

It seems like you’re in for a long afternoon.

“You’re going to transform into one another?!”, Jiwoo cocks one eyebrow, obviously trying (and failing) to stifle her laugh. You kick her shin under the Slytherin table, trying not to look too smug about the painful expression crossing her face. “No need to get violent.”, she grumbles, picking up her discarded fork and shooting you a dark look. You smile innocently, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

“But that transformation might actually be a good idea, then you’ll finally know how broad this glorious body of his really is.”, your best friend suddenly says, looking very pleased with herself when you choke on your drink. You cough, windpipe feeling painfully tight all of the sudden, tears springing into your eyes.

“You really can’t be left alone for more than two seconds with one another, huh?”, an amused voice from beside you says, before someone gently smacks your back to help you free your windpipe. 

“Thanks, Donghun.”, you say when you’re finally able to breathe again, loosening the green tie around your neck a bit.

“No problem. What were you guys talking about?”

“Nothing.” - “About Sehyoon.”, Jiwoo and you say simultaneously, making you glare at her. Donghun raises one eyebrow, his silver piercing catching the light of the many candles floating above you.

“You choked because of Sehyoon?”

“Not yet.”, Jiwoo answers, grinning proudly at her innuendo.

You turn your eyes towards the enchanted ceiling, sighing exasperated and pinching the bridge of your nose. “Donghun, please remind me again that I’m not allowed to use any of the Unforgivable Curses.”

“You’re not allowed to use any of the Unforgivable Curses, but if you should use one now, I’d provide you with an alibi.” You can hear the smirk in his voice and nod. “Thanks. Not exactly the kind of answer I wanted to hear, but better than nothing, I guess. So, today won’t be the day I murder my best friend.”

Jiwoo giggles, not the slightest bit disturbed, happily continuing to munch on her carrots. “You love me too much and would never actually kill or torture me. You’re always all talk, no action. And just so you know, you can admit to actually wanting to know how broad Sehyoon is. There’s no shame in that - it’s all in the name of science, right?”

You helplessly look at Donghun, who just shrugs. “I won’t comment on that. And I need to go now.”, he grins, gaze sliding towards the giant double doors where a very special Gryffindor just walked through, “I’ll see you later at the common room. Oh - wait, one last thing before I leave: Sehyoon actually asked me to switch seats with him so you’d get partnered with him. Thought that might be of interest to you.” With that, he slides out of the chair, quickly making his way towards his girlfriend, who greets him with a bright smile.

“Well. That is definitely interesting to know.”, Jiwoo remarks, lip twitching.

You close your eyes, taking a deep breath. “Today. Is not. The day. I murder. My best friend.”, you repeat calmly, before shooting her a death glare.

She just continues to grin at you.

Working together with Sehyoon proves to be… easier than anticipated. Transfiguration has never been your strong suit, you’re more of a Potions genius - which explains your close friend- and partnership with Donghun - so the meetings with the quiet Ravenclaw actually help you improve a lot.

You’re continuing to meet every afternoon that week, quickly managing to make progress. Sehyoon is never condescending and also not one to show off, he’s actually always very patient, calm and collected - even when you accidentally transform his blond hair into bright green one time (which, might you add, kind of looks amazing on him).

You soon notice that you were completely wrong about him - he really is that intelligent. And he’s not even that quiet, once you get to know him better, you notice he’s actually very funny, often muttering witty remarks under his breath and breaking out into that breathtaking smile of his, when you can’t help but giggle at his antics.

It’s Friday evening and you’re the last students in the library again, only a few minutes are left until Mrs. Pince is going to close up.

“I think we’re really going to wing that presentation on Monday.”, you say confidently, while beginning to sort the ridiculous amount of books you used today back on their shelves. Sehyoon just nods, keeping quiet. You frown at his reaction, pouting a bit and trying to distract yourself by sliding another book on one of the top shelves. It somehow manages to slip out of your hand though and almost hits your head, but Sehyoon - standing directly behind you - thankfully manages to catch it just in time. 

Your head spins from the adrenaline and you turn around to him, wanting to thank him - but his face is suddenly very close to yours and you actually forget to breathe. You see tiny flecks of Gold in his eyes, hidden in the depths of their beautiful, brown color.

Anyone who says brown eyes aren’t beautiful or multi-colored must never have actually looked into any, you think - because you’re certain you could get lost in these ones.

“I…”, you begin, but don’t even know how to finish the sentence.

“Mhm?”, Sehyoon just makes, his gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips and back again.

“Do… You... uh…” You still don’t actually know what you want to say, your head emptying itself of every single thought when the blond Ravenclaw smiles at you.

“Yes?”

You take a deep breath, clearing your throat. “I was thinking… Maybe… uh, we could visit Hogsmeade together? Tomorrow? If you want to? It’s totally fine if not, I just thought, that maybe, because-” You’re stumbling over your own words, heart pounding so loudly in your chest that you almost miss his quiet chuckle. He pushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear, cocking his head to one side.

“I would love that. The first butterbeer is on me.”, Sehyoon answers softly, his eyes twinkling happily.

You release the breath you’ve been holding, smiling up at him. “Oh, good - great, yeah, that… sounds good.”

“Exactly, we will be able to talk some more about the Transformation project.”, he says, leaning back a bit.

You bite the inside of your cheek, disappointment flooding you. “Oh, uh, that’s… true, I guess.”, you mumble, quickly flashing him a fake smile.

He snorts at your expression, suddenly taking your hand in his. “And maybe about many more things. Because there’s still so much I want to know about you - and isn’t that kind of my task and purpose as a Ravenclaw? To gather as much information as possible about anything - or anyone.”, he says, his lip twitching.

Your heart, currently pounding twice as fast thanks to him holding your hand, skips another beat at this, but you can’t help but roll your eyes at him. “I think there’s still much to learn for you. Especially about the art of flirting.”

Sehyoon actually laughs out loud at this, tugging you closer to his warm, broad body. “Well, I’m an adept student and I’m willing to let you grade me.”, he whispers, leaning closer to you again, his lips almost touching yours.

“What are you doing?! This is a library, not... not an establishment for... for these kind of things! Out with you, both!”, Mrs. Pince’s shrill voice bounces through the (thankfully) empty library, making you both jump.

“So sorry, Mrs. Pince, it won’t happen again - but we are standing in front of the love potion section! So can you really blame us?”, Sehyoon quickly retorts, obviously suppressing his laughter and already tugging on your hand to practically drag you out of the library and into the dimly lit hallway.

There, you can’t help but begin to giggle, your hand still securely in his.

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow?”, he asks quietly, after you’ve both calmed down a bit.

You can’t help but smile at him, nodding enthusiastically. “You will. But only because I really want an Outstanding on the Transformation project.”

He grins and actually has the audacity to wink at you, making you even more weak-kneed. “Oh, that I can manage.”

… as you find out on Monday, he’s right about that.

You actually do get an Outstanding on your project.

That same day, he gets a (mental) Outstanding from you on your first kiss.

Incidentally, that is also the day he starts being an outstanding boyfriend to you.

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A.C.E Kim Sehyoon x female reader

Warning: cute,fluff etc.

Vicky and Byeongkwan were walking together and laughed about Jun when they saw he was ringing on the phone to join them and Vicky said:" Well that was fast.." After that they saw him running towards them and when he arrived he was breathing heavily so they all continued laughing together. When they got to the airport Vicky saw a familiar face and called:"Hongseok!" She went fast towards him to greet him so Byeongkwan and Jun just looked at each other weirdly and approached Vicky from both her sides. She was smiling and talking with this guy they don't know so they stood there just awkwardly so Vicky needed to do something to ease the tension so she introduced them:" Jun and Byeongkwan meet Hongseok my friend and colleague from the flower shop, and you Hongseok meet my new friends.." Hongseok just gave his greetings but had to go and catch his flight so he hugged Vicky and left. When Vicky turned around she saw two guys pouting at her and being sulky so she decided to continue teasing them:" What's wrong? You didn't like Hongseok?" They both said at the same time:"No!" She laughed and said:" Jealous are we? Haha let's find Chan's bag and get some coffee together and talk this out with clear minds." They both nodded and went to find Chan's lost bag."

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You weren’t sure if what he was speaking was in fact true, only his tale of how he ended up dirty, bloody, and wary at your tavern was interesting enough to keep drunk patrons half interested enough for another round. And who could really complain? Rack up a charge for all you care, just as long as they were paying, nothing grimy travelers boasted over will ever concern you. Except.

Except it was the way he took off his hat, sweaty black hair stuck to a dust streaked forehead, forearms straining on a near fitted flannel as he pushed the locks back, the swipe of his tongue along pink lips, the mischief in his wandering eyes. That set him apart. Disregard the charm and ego he bathed in, it was pure physical attraction the moment he sat at your bar and ordered a round for all there. And he felt it too.

He flirted a bit, settling on a stool to hog your attention, eyes flicking between the raised cleavage of your dress back to your own dilated pupils. The corset alone left so little to the imagination, pulled tight and proving near impossible to unlace, Sehyoon debating them challenge over another beer.

“What brings you here?” You hum, the rush of the day dying out with the thinning clientele. You’re cleaning up for the night, happy for the sober company for once, of the seven rounds bought, he was only nursing his third drink.

“Adventure.” The man shrugs, smearing dirt further with a swipe of a bandanna. “Excitement. New experiences, new faces.”

You scoff, “Not much to see in this town.”

“I disagree.” His eyes slide back over your body, “Plenty to see.”

You know this game, the roaming cowboy who just wants a bed for the night and is willing to sleep with anyone for it. You give in about one out of every fifteen encounters. Even if he was a target, you don’t see the harm in making him work for it.

“Do you need a place to stay for the night?” You change the subject, wiping off the counter. “You look like you need one… and a bath.”

“Are you saying I’m filthy?”

“Absolutely. There are rooms upstairs. Go wash up and I’ll bring you some food.”

“How hospitable.”

“It’ll be twenty silver pieces.”

Sehyoon laughs, handing over the payment easily, sliding off the chair. “Hold dinner.” When he places the coins in your palm, his nimble fingers pull at your wrist. He holds you still so he can lean in to whisper hotly in your ear. “Bring your finestest ale instead.”

He retreats up the stairs leaving you to hurriedly finish your chores.

~

He’d long given up the thin strings of your dresses, pulling the loose fabric around your breast down enough to capture a nipple in his waiting mouth. Sehyoon presses you flush between his grinding hips and a wall, skirts gathered above your waist. His hands hook around your thighs lifting you from the ground kneading soft flesh of your ass. He nibbles himself from your chest to your lips, a sloppy kiss that left you drooling, the action pushing heat between your thighs. Your hands tangle in his hair and he moans softly into your lips, allowing you to explore his mouth with a greedy tongue. Your back finds a bed before you can process the movement. He looks so much better now that he’s not caked in mud and grime, even more so as his head disappears under your skirt. He’s in no hurry, pressing teasing fingers to your clothed clit with varying pressure thresholds, humming at your choked sob when he pushes just right, liquid pleasure pouring into your belly. His tongue joins the fray and your eyes flutter to the back of your head and thighs tighten around his ears. He carries on like that with a long stroke or three, you can’t disconcert reality well any longer, head swimming. Your vision blurs into white light, breath catching in your drying throat as his fingers glide up your thighs.

Sehyoon shifts his weight to rise up over your shaking frame pressing his wide nose to yours, breathless and smelling of you, pupils blown wide. He’s inching off your knickers the moment his fingers hook into them. “Do you taste as sweet as the alcohol?” Your eyes involuntarily roll back. “Shall I taste for myself?”

“Please-” Before the words can tumble out of your mouth, Sehyoon’s large hands tickle past your hips behind your knees to push your legs apart, lifting them to your chest. You both share a silent moment, sweat started to form at his hairline causing some of his once slicked back hair to stick to it. His lips swollen, marks your left along his pale collarbone a deepening red fading into purple, you can’t help how openly you stare at his rapidly rising and falling chest. You drink in every inch of exposed flesh, determined to remember this night for many nights to come.

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DAMN B LOOKS LIKE WE FIGHTIN 😔✊ THIS SUM GOOD SHIT OMGGG I LOVE IT. I love sexy cowboy Sehyoon and the tittie dress adventure. I love you for this sweetie thank you so much we stan 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 also this really made my day so thank you so much for this I really appreciate, you’re an angel 💕💕💕