#kim sunoo x you

[wonsroyalty]

Fwb sunoo?… PLS PLS PLS

pairing/warnings: sunoo x f!reader, fwb, smut, uni students, slapping, hair pulling, choking, foot play😔, switch!sunoo x switchf!reader, kinda toxic but its because they’re clouded by their feelings 😶‍🌫️

a/n: ANYTHING FOR YOU POOKS 💋 and i like the way you think 🌚🌚 ALSO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE i’m so swamped (i went on holiday and now have to deal with the school backlog🙁) AND FREE JAY AND WONIE FROM WEIRD ENGENES⛓️‍💥😔💔 *not proof-read!!!*

truth or dare. kim sunoo

To the average person, you and Sunoo appeared to be normal acquaintances.

You had the same mutual friends, similar tastes in various interests and seemed to be comfortable around each other.

When you were alone together in the middle of night however, it was a different story.

After receiving the text you were waiting for, you eagerly dashed up to the first floor bathroom.

As soon as you opened the door, Sunoo pounced onto you.

“Do you need my help?” you mocked.

“Ynnie, I don’t have the time for this.” he sighed. “This is your fault, help me fix it.”

He gestured towards his raging hard on.

Yes, you had sent him a racy picture but it was only because you saw him feeling up some girl from your university.

You reached out and grabbed his crotch, watching his head fall into your neck.

“Please.” he pleaded.

“Only because you asked so nicely.” you replied, dropping to your knees.

Your hands took their time unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers to his ankles.

“Hurry up, fuck, I told Jungwon I’d be back in 5.”

“You’re only giving me five minutes?” you grumbled under your breath.

You took his heavy length into your hand, squeezing occasionally. Even though you’d been fucking around for two months it didn’t stop you from being in awe at how pretty he was.

“Your dick is sooo pretty, Noo. Just like you.” you praised, kitten licking his tip.

He fell apart at the slightest touch, gripping onto the door behind you.

“Fuck!” he moaned out.

Watching his eyes squeeze shut you decided to give him what he wanted, taking him into your mouth.

It took two drags across his length for him to lose his cool demeanour.

His hands made their way into your hair, violently dragging you up and down his dick. Your gags seemed to spur him on as he thrusted erratically, no rhythm in sight.

“Fuck! You can take it!” he gasped out. “You can take it, baby.”

Your friends always teased him for appearing to be submissive but in times like this he proved otherwise, making you watch him lose control over the tiniest thing.

You gags turned to moans, sending shock waves throughout his body.

“I’m so close.” he moaned loudly. “Where do you want me? In your mouth?”

You nodded to the best of your ability.

“Well I don’t want to cum in your mouth.” he wined. “Gonna cum on your face.”

He pulled out of your mouth, saliva and pre cum already making a mess of your mouth.

His hands rapidly worked his cock before he shot his load all over your face. It spurted out in thick ropes as he leant his head back, struggling to gain composure.

“Shit.” he sighed. “You look so incredible like this.”

Before you could respond, he pulled his phone out and snapped a picture.

Your own phone buzzed in your skirt pocket. Once you pressed on the chat a picture of yourself popped up.

With a gasp you stumbled over your own feet to get a good look at yourself in the mirror and it was… an interesting sight.

“Well, I’m going now.” Sunoo cleared his throat.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” your eyes widened. “You’re gonna leave me like this? There’s so many people out there!”

“How can I even help?” he chuckled behind his hand.

“Fuck you, go away.” you grumbled.

“Ynnie, don’t be mad at me.” he pouted, poking at your side.

You ignored him, wiping at your face.

“Oh come on.” he deadpanned. “You wanted me to help and now that I offer it you don’t wanna speak?”

“I don’t want your help anymore.”

“So who’s gonna help you?”

“Jake will.”

Sunoo’s expression immediately turned sour.

“Of fucking course.” he rolled his eyes. “I don’t know why you hang around that prick, you know.”

“What! He’s my friend.” you shrugged. “Same as you.”

“We’re not just friends… we’re friends with benefits.” he crossed his arms.

“Minus the friendship because I hate you.” you spoke without thinking. “I fuck you because it’s easy.”

There was a shift in the atmosphere of the bathroom.

“I’m easy, huh?”

“.. I never said YOU were easy, I said this is easy.” you gestured between the two of you. “You call me whenever and we’ll fuck and I call you whenever and we’ll fuck.”

“Right.”

He didn’t give you anytime to respond before walking out and slamming the door behind him.

You sighed and pushed your hair back, pressing the call button on your most recent facetime.

“Ynnieeee, where are youuu?” Jake called out.

The camera switched to your best friend Sora.

“Sorry he’s super drunk, where are you?”

“In a bathroom, is Sungho there?”

The phone was passed to Sungho.

“How in the fuck do you get cum off your face?” you asked him.

Sora snatched the phone back.

“What in the fuck did you do?” she gasped.

“Show us your face.” Sungho giggled.

You slowly showed them the mess that Sunoo had left.

“Damnnn!” they whistled.

“Now, who did this?” Sora pressed.

“Not important. Come to the first floor bathroom, my sweet, sweet friends!”

“Holy glaze!” Jake gagged.

“What?” Sora looked at him, confused. “We’ll all be there in 2.”

***

You sat scanning the circle of people sat before you at the party. Jake had drunkenly dragged you all into the game of truth or dare and forced you to join in.

Your eyes met Sunoo, a hard to read expression on his face. Deep down you knew he was pissed.

Annoyed with his obvious glaring you rolled your eyes and focused on what Jake blabbed into your ear.

The host of the party, Sieun, stumbled into the middle of the circle.

“Sooooo guys!” she giggled, placing a bottle down in the center. “If the bottle lands on you then you choose who to ask a truth or dare, if the person completes it they spin and so on!”

It was hard to hear her past the raging music, nosy onlookers and bustle of the rest of the party who weren’t playing.

She spun the bottle. You all hovered in anticipation, waiting for it to stop rolling.

Sunoo sat up, lightly pushing Sieun back. You watched as she fell into the lap of some guy from your economics class, wrapping her arms around him with a hysterical laugh.

“Yn.” he called out. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

You’d decided to play it safe, knowing that he’d probably dare you to do something embarrassing.

“Have you ever stayed friends with someone because it benefitted you beyond just the friendship?”

You resisted the urge to walk away and and spoke before you could think properly.

“Yes. I do that with you.”

Some people laughed in disbelief while others booed at you, claiming you were being harsh.

Sunoo raised his hands, surrendering as he settled back into his chair.

“Whatever.” you grumbled, spinning the bottle.

It landed on Ryujin who asked Heeseung to talk about his biggest turn on.

He spoke with no shame, completing the truth and then moving on to the next person.

People had stripped, eaten weird food combinations and even had shot contests. Half of the group had already spoken by the time it came back towards your area.

You all watched it land on Jake who had still not mildly sobered up at all.

“Sunoooo,” he drawled.

“Dare.” he crossed his arms, manspreading further into his seat.

You hated how his spread legs made you want to fuck the attitude out of him then and there.

“Show us.. show us the last dm on your insta!” Jake beamed as though he was the smartest man in the world.

Your heart dropped.

Surely someone had texted Sunoo in the last 30 minutes.

“Fine.” Sunoo laughed.

He unlocked his phone and opened his last chat before letting his phone make its way around the circle.

“I didn’t know you guys were fucking?!” Sora gasped.

“What the hell?” Sungho snatched the phone away from her.

“Fuckk,” Sunghoon bit his tongue. “Didn’t know you two were this close..”

Everyone who had seen the phone immediately looked towards you after. It didn’t take a genius to know what picture they’d just seen. They had all connected what you said in your truth to what was going on in the picture.

When it got to you the shame filled your body. You quickly passed it onto the next person, no longer wanting to see your fucked out expression, face covered in cum and disheveled appearance.

Sunoo smirked when the phone got back to him. You wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug look off his face.

He spun the bottle and once again it landed on you.

The girl next to you giggled and you now realised that all eyes were anticipating your next move.

“Truth or dare, baby?” Sunoo tilted his head mockingly.

“Baby?” Jake gasped loudly.

“I pick dare.” you sat up straight.

Sunoo’s annoyance had switched to a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. You were already regretting your choice.

“Come suck on my toes.” he held a straight face before breaking out into a laugh at your twitching eye.

The next gasp came from Sora.

“Yn! Don’t do it.” she whispered, wanting to save you from the aftermath of this dare.

She, however, knew you too well. She knew that you wouldn’t back down to avenge your pride and ego from the last dare.

You stood up on aching legs, heels clicking as you walked across the circle.

Even the overlooking crowd seemed to stop their conversations when you dropped to your knees, ass up face down and took his feet into your mouth.

Sunoo choked on his spit, looking away as he coughed into his hand.

But you weren’t done yet. You made sure to swirl your tongue around, looking up at him with wide eyes and arching your back further.

“Fuck..” someone whistled out behind you.

A previous dare for Jungwon was to steal your panties using only his teeth, much to Sunoo’s dismay. But in his defence it was before he knew that his best friend was fucking you.

So now you were flashing everyone behind you AND sucking on your exposed situationships’ toes.

Pulling off with a pop, you pulled down your dress as you made your way to your own seat, taking in the shocked and mildly turned on faces around you.

The guy from your economics class, Jisung, cleared his throat.

“Yn, truth or dare?” he asked.

Sieun, who was still clinging to him began to protest. “That��s not how the game- ”

He covered her mouth with his hand.

“Dare.” you firmly responded.

“I dare you to seven minutes in heaven with.. him.”

He pointed as Sunoo.

Of course, he pointed at Sunoo.

“Okay.” you shrugged standing up once again.

You yanked Sunoo off the couch and pulled him into the bathroom, locking the door behind you.

“Think you can last seven minutes?” he laughed in your face.

“Get in there.” you pointed towards the bathtub.

“Why- ?” he questioned.

Your hand moved swiftly, slapping him across the face.

You gave him no time to react, pushing him backwards till he had to lift his legs to get into the tub.

He sank to lie down watching you flutter around the bathroom.

You came back with a towel, using it to tie his hands in front of him. A place where he couldn’t touch you how he usually would.

“What are you doing?” he frowned.

“You’re gonna shut up and take what I’m giving you.” you ordered.

Your hips tentatively rolled against his, waiting for him to submit to you.

His body relaxed, hips coming up to meet yours harmoniously.

“I need more.” he grumbled while practically fucking you through his pants.

He’d been hard since feeling your warm tongue on his feet and wasn’t ashamed to say so.

“You’ll get more when I give you more.”

Your fingers trailed up his clothed chest, tweaking his sensitive nipples, causing him to let out the most pathetic moan you had ever heard leave his mouth.

The vibrations sent arousal gushing out of your pussy, extremely turned on by his submissive state.

You pulled down his pants as he used his tied hands to push your dress up to your hips.

“Please, put it in.” he whined. “Please, I need it!”

“Because you asked so nicely,”

You sank down onto his length, moaning into his mouth at the stretch. Your tongue poked at his bottom lip, waiting for access to his mouth before kissing him passionately.

Bouncing at your own pace, you threw your head back in pleasure. Your dress straps fell at the violent thrust Sunoo plowed into you, shoving his face into the exposed territory.

“Ynnie,” he cried. “Please move faster.”

Your fingers wove their way into his hair, pulling back with force to make him look at you.

“Sorry bunny, but you won’t get what you want.” you muttered. “You tried to humiliate me in front of everyone, now I’m gonna do the same to you.”

“Please, no.” he whined dramatically.

“Gonna make you go back to the game all hard and bothered. Gonna leave you begging me to fuck you in front of everyone.” You moaned at the fantasy in your mind. “Your cock is gonna feel so heavy and painful and I won’t help you.”

He thrust his hips up into you, chasing his high himself while crying at your words.

You could feel him clawing at your stomach, ignoring him in favour of your impending orgasm.

Your hips bounced faster, arms gripping onto his broad shoulders.

“It’s been seven minutes!” someone faintly shouted over the music from behind the door.

“Fuck off!” you both shouted back.

Your hips began to falter, the pressure becoming heavier.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna- ”

You stopped moving as your orgasm hit violently. Gasping and moaning into Sunoo’s ear as he begged you to move.

Instead you lifted yourself off him, and got out of the bathtub, still shaking from your release.

“Ynnie, please!” he cried, tears streaming down his face.

The sight before you almost made you cum on the spot.

His eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, tears soaking his shirt. His dick stood tall against his stomach, tip angry, red and twitching while he clawed his way out of the towel restraint.

“What do you want?” you glared, keeping up the act.

In reality you wanted nothing more than to give him everything he was begging for, but had to hold back for the sake of teaching him a lesson.

“Please help me!” he begged. “Please!”

You walked back over to him, wiping his tears away.

“My bunny wants me to help him, huh?” you leaned in sympathetically. “But why should I help you, when you didn’t help me?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” he babbled.

“Bunny, calm down, it’s okay.” you soothed. “Where do you want me?”

“Want your pussy, please.” he whined, hips trusting up at the thought.

“Awww..” you paused. “Too bad.”

His eyes darkened immediately.

He’d let you have your fun but didn’t expect you to actually consider leaving him high and dry.

“Baby.. I let you have your fun.” he slipped out of the restraints. “Now, you’re gonna give me what I want.”

You whined.

You fucking whined.

So much for being mean, you couldn’t keep it up whenever he chose to speak to you like that.

“Get up.” he spoke slowly.

You didn’t move out of curiosity.

He manhandled you, forcefully picking you up and throwing you out of the bathtub. Not stopping when you fell to your knees, he picked you up once again and bent you over the sink.

You watched him in the mirror as he grabbed your arms, holding them painfully behind your back.

“Ow!” you cried out.

He smacked your ass in response.

“Shut up, fuck.”

Without warning you, he slid into your mess and immediately began to thrust powerfully.

He blew your back in, laughing when your eyes rolled back.

“You like that, huh?” he smirked.

One hand kept your arms in place while the other reached forward to grip your cheeks.

“Look at yourself, baby.” he teased. “Look at how big of a slut you are.”

You forced your tear filled eyes to watch him, taking in his disheveled appearance and tear stained cheeks.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

“Not yet.” he smacked your ass again. “Bad girls don’t get to cum.”

You sobbed, the need for another release approaching.

“I’ll be good. I promise.” you attempted to grab him with your hands.

He grasped onto your outstretched hand.

“Really?” he asked, brows furrowed as he reached his own high. “Fuck, you’re gripping me like a vice.

“Baby, please!”

“Cum then.” he moaned.

You squeezed the last of his orgasm out of him as you clenched down onto his length, squirting all over his lower half.

“That was so good.” you sighed, falling back into his embrace.

He nodded against your shoulder.

Once you both gained consciousness, Sunoo cleaned you up and helped you clean your running mascara.

“So what are we after this..?” you puffed.

“Easy.” he pushed you off him.

“What a bitch.” you scoffed.

He playfully side eyed you before wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

You left the bathroom wrapped in his jacket and waved to your friends.

The two of you laughed at the shocked faces before you.

“It’s been 20 minutes you freaks.” Jake scrunched his nose in disgust.

Sunoo flipped him off before leading you out of the party, opting to have round 3 in the comfort of his apartment.

[junislqve]

THAT FEELING WHEN / ’she looks perfect’

enhypen ｡｡ their “she’s perfect” moments

n : f!r / 1683 𝑤𝘰𝑟𝑑𝑠 . . . 𝓬 — 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ⨾ kissing fluff enha in love est rs ⟢ 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗅𝘰𝗀𝗎𝖾

𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝘰𝗀𝗌 ♥︎ 𝖼𝗅𝑖𝖼𝗄

LEE HEESEUNG

one thing heeseung loved to do was watch his pretty girlfriend sit in front of her huge mirror while getting ready. loving the way you’d apply lip gloss on your lips knowing he’d kiss it all away in a minute anyway.

it was always one of those moments when he’d get to admire you as much as he’d like, his eyes chasing after every detail of your face in fear he’d forget about it if he didn’t.

“seung, can you pass me my bag?” you ask, unaware of the way his eyes glazed over, doe-eyed. “‘seung?”

“yeah?” he said, absentmindedly. you turn to him with a pout and only then did he snap out.

“my bag—“

“do you know how perfect you look right now?” your eyes flickered to his, “you look perfect all the time— how do you always look this pretty?”

PARK JONGSEONG

it’s always been hard to waver jay. he was never swayed that easily nor did he get shy a lot. so why was it so hard for him to focus on studying whenever you were around?

he had stacks of books all splayed out in front of him and a test to study for, yet all he could think about was how you looked smiling and laughing with your friends hours ago.

“jay?” hearing that voice, he thinks he’s never looked up that fast in his life, “hi, can i sit here?”

well, now he knows he can never get any studying done, “yeah, sure, of course.”

“have you been studying for long?” you ask, taking a seat right across from him, as if your mere presence wasn’t already a menace to his heart rate yet.

“no, i just started actually” a little white lie wouldn’t hurt. which he was glad for saying, because he spent the next two hours studying (mostly talking) with you. and he thought he’s gotten comfortable with talking to you, but that was until he attempted to crack a joke that gauged no reaction out of you.

“i mean, well, you’re always pretty— smart. smart and pretty” he sputtered, wishing he stayed silent, his dilemma was cut short by the soft chuckle you made. when he picked up the way your dimples showed and the way your eyes creased crescents, he knows he a goner.

SIM JAEYUN

your room was one of the places jake loved to be in. it didn’t matter what he was doing, it just felt better to do it in your room. it was nothing, however, without your presence. maybe it was because of your habit to leave music lulling away through every corner of your room, jake convinces himself.

he loved your room, and he loved you (though you didn’t know it yet) and he was completely fine with it. he was doing his project on your bedroom floor while you were sat on your window sill, typing up an essay.

it’s been hours since you both sat down in silence only letting the music to fill in the atmosphere.

“do you have a ruler i can borrow?” he asked, eyes still trained on his work. when you didn’t answer, his eyes turned to you for a moment, “hey, d—“

jake was reconsidering your friendship the moment he turned to look at you again, double taking at the sight. there was a beautiful sunset right behind you, and yet the only thing he could look at was you.

everything was fading away and you were the reason. all of his desires were begging him to reach out to you and ruin all that he’s built up until now, and while usually he’d create up a logical reason not to, this time, maybe a logical part of him wanted that too.

PARK SUNGHOON

sunghoon has never prioritized a day more than his day-ins. where all he needed to do was lay in bed and rest as long as he wanted. usually, he’d ignore everyone who tried to disturb him during those days. but if it was you, all it took was a call and he’s right outside your apartment.

“why didn’t you call me earlier, baby?” he sighs, fingers carving through your hair lulling you to sleep.

“i didn’t want to bother you” you pout, looking up at him. if you were any more adorable, sunghoon thinks he might not be able to restrain himself from kissing you breathless.

“bother me all you want, i’m yours to bother anyway” he says absentmindedly. unaware of the effect his words has on you, he always knew what to say at all the right times and that never failed to make you warm.

only after half an hour did you finally decide to let the sleep overtake you. sunghoon who was about to ask you if you wanted to eat, looked down to see his girlfriend’s arms around him.

he carefully moved the hair out of your face, brushing the little strands to the side. at first, he found you adorable looking this peaceful, but after a while he found himself not being able to look away. his hand cupping your jaw as his thumb gently rubbed your skin.

his eyes roamed your face possibly about a dozen times, hoping he’d remember every last detail of it to the way your lips pout slightly in your sleep. he found it baffling how you could look so perfect even while sleeping.

planting a small longing kiss on your forehead, sunghoon laid his head on top of yours. not realizing the slight smile on your lips nor the way you snuggled slightly closer to him.

KIM SUNOO

the door to the apartment drew open and sunoo looked exhausted. he needed his girlfriend and thankfully, the moment he was in, you were right there in front of him, sat on the couch.

sunoo walked to where you were, arms going around your body, face on your chest, hoping he could just stay like this forever. he caressed your sides and inhaled your scent until he looked up to you and noticed the familiar pattern of the hoodie you were wearing.

“baby, is this my hoodie?” he asks, heart melting when he saw you dig your face deeper into the hoodie in embarassment. he was about to shoot you a comment until your eyes peeped out of the hoodie and gazed at him.

this whole situation was ridiculous, more ridiculous as he was suddenly unable to think of anything except for the way you stared up at him so adorably. the doe eyes you shot him was enough to make him nervous.

just as fast as you did, you covered your whole face back under the hoodie, leaving sunoo trying to recollect himself, acting as if the fact that you were buried under his clothes and engulfed in his scent didn’t make him drunk on your existence.

YANG JUNGWON

music was blasting loudly. and somehow, jungwon wasn’t actively trying to avoid the place. reason of cause? you. more specifically, the way your hands wrapped around his arm. a simple action enough to drive him nuts. maybe if he was aware of the way he was following you like a lost puppy he’d snap out of it, but for now, he’s stuck to you.

“wonnie, do you want some punch?” you ask, grabbing a clean cup and pouring yourself a glass.

“hm?” he attempted to register the situation and once he did, he carefully took your cup away from you, “are you sure this is safe? we both know you can’t handle your alcohol”

maybe that’s exactly what you need right now though, some alcohol in your system because the way your boyfriend had his sleeves rolled up to his arms and the way his hair sat messily on top of his head was making you insane.

“come on, wonn, just a little” you tilt your head to the side. and that was when jungwon had his little shit moment. the way you looked tonight in the dim lighting and that smile of yours, it was all too overwhelming for him.

all those moments he’s had with you is all catching up to him and his heart feels so full of love for you, he doesn’t know what to do. only then can he gulp, and nod at his girlfriend as he watches her eyes light up, giving him a split second’s kiss that had him grinning from ear to ear while following her from behind.

NISHIMURA RIKI

“riki come on! the sunset’s about to start”

your voice echoing from ahead, riki was struggling to keep up with your pace, his legs running as fast as he could through the road.

“slow down” he huffs, breathing heavily as his feet finally lands on sand and his pace slowing down. despite the need to heave, he continued his slow walk towards you, who had your back towards him.

he stood beside you and he turned to you, just about to scold you for making him run with you, but all his words died on his tongue as he saw the way your eyes reflected the sunset.

he willed himself to look ahead for a split second before his eyes trailed back to you, riki wondered how someone could look so pretty compared to the view right in front of him. he wondered how even though you annoyed him most times, he couldn’t look away from you right now.

he told himself it was because of how you looked dumb gaping at a sunset but even then you looked unreal, riki didn’t understand your fascination with sunsets when you could just look at yourself in the mirror.

but he’ll never tell you that, in fact, he promised himself he’s only going to look at you for that long only for this moment. only because the orange hues reflecting off your skin made you look perfect, only because he knew he couldn’t pay any amount of money to get to see something as pretty as that smile of yours. only this time.

spoiler: that wasn’t the last time.

juni : this took too long bruh

[chiumii]

rearrange ~ kim sunoo x reader

inspired by this request ! ౨ৎ - i put a little bit of a twist on it i hope you dont mind ଓ ⋆˙⊹ [ 선우 ] ☆ agreeing to marry sunoo on an arranged contract in order to unify your guys' families company was something you had begun to regret as its been such a long time and he still seemingly hasn’t let up to you despite his lingering soft touches and warm kisses, and with the ushering for a baby has begun to spike - you started to worry until you heard your name drip off his lips in a moan late one night.

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softdom! husband! sunoo x reader , breeding kink , arranged marriage , unprotected sex , nipple play , oral , fingering , overstimulation , multiple orgasms , gentle to rough , possessiveness , hair pulling .

its been over a year since you and sunoo agreed to be in an arranged marriage full of confusing feelings and soft , lingering touches. the marriage was formed for one reason and one reason only - to combine your families assets in order to create one big , unstoppable multimillion dollar company .

you could have walked away , you had the option - but you owed your mother for all of the things she did for you , her only child . she had built up a thriving company from nothing and it was all to support her baby girl .

so marrying into the Kim family was the one thing that you could do in order to show your mother just how much you appreciate everything she had done for you in your youth .

although the company alone was thriving , the Kim family was friends with your mother and they needed help - especially with the rising economy , it wouldn't be long until your mothers company - soon to be yours - would need help as well .

and what better way to grow bigger than to plan an arranged marriage ? sunoo was someone you had no issue with , he was incredibly handsome , and he has never been short of kind to you in the few times you had met and interacted

so here you were now , at a small party thrown in celebration for your families new perfume launch that you had established - full of family and friends alike - you were hanging on sunoo's arm like a piece of eye candy - a trophy wife as your eyes scan the building , your mind completely zoned out as you feel the rise and fall of sunoo's chest as you stand so close to him .

sunoo has known you long enough to be able to tell when something is bothering you - you're his wife of course he would know . and although the marriage was indeed arranged , he still has his concerns and care about you .

and he can tell by the distant look in your eyes and the purse of your glossy lips that something was in fact wrong , he just has to figure it out.

sunoo always does , he has the ability to figure people out and read them easily.

like the time he had walked into your office a little less than a month ago after getting home from work - and as usual , he entered your office to announce his arrival and there you were ; typing away on your computer with your glasses perched on the tip of your nose , your hair thrown up into a messy bun. sunoo saw the sour look on your face , so he decided to ask you what was wrong . but as per usual ; you denied him for over twenty five minutes that you could handle it yourself .

"y/n , you are not alone anymore . we are a team , your burdens are mine." your eyes lock with his from across the room. you push your reading glasses onto the top of your head , showing off the prominent eyebags that soil your skin, he could tell you were stressed about something in the company .

"sunoo , im just... frustrated there's so much" sunoo walks over and grabs a folder from off your desk , reading the papers that tell how badly the new perfume launch had done in the two weeks it has been out.

"if we discontinue it this early we will make no profits , but if we keep going we wont be making as much money as were spending on making this god damn scent. I thought I had it in the bag..." your voice trails off into a whisper as you cross your arms over your chest.

sunoo sets the paperwork back down before looking at you once more. and even though you were at risk of losing thousands of dollars , he still smiles at you.

"if these people can't see - or smell , how good this new launch is then its their fault , we will take care of it together - this isn't just your issue its ours . that is why we got married... miss Kim." the mention of your last name makes a faint dust of red cross your cheeks . sunoo had kissed you a couple times without any sight of the public eye , and each time he did so made more than just butterflies erupt in your stomach , it was more than even a zoo.

so when he walked over to you and rested his hand on your tense shoulder , you knew what was coming when his head leaned down so your lips could connect.

this time , his lips meeting with yours felt different - it was hot and long. especially when his hands met the slope of your waist in order to pull your body into his.

your hands found his hair quickly , your fingers tangling into his soft locks as his mouth moves against yours in a slow , soft rhythm. your head felt light and your core began to ache. your breasts pressed up against his chest and sunoo's hands moved from your waist to your back, wrapping his arms around your smaller frame.. a warm, safe blanket that has been slowly forming over time - but it was quickly stopped when a soft moan sounded from his lips when you tugged on his hair .

sunoo had muttered an apology before exiting your office, leaving you to feel dizzy and hot.

later that night you pulled out your pink vibrator and fucked yourself in his office . his scent filling the room made your senses go into overdrive .

you were beyond glad that he had an emergency business meeting to attend to shortly after the kissing ordeal, because if he had walked into the unfolding scene in his office - you were convinced he would be utterly disgusted . your legs spread apart on his office couch as your night gown was hiked up passed your hips as your juices seep out of your needy cunt as his name falls passed your lips in a hushed moan that is swallowed by the dark silence of the empty office.

"y/n?" your aunts voice breaks you out of your trance. your arms tightens around sunoo's as he looks over at you , his eyes full of concern at your reddening face at the recent memory.

"yes auntie ? sorry I was a little zoned." you shyly smile at her as she rolls her eyes with a smile . your wine glass tightens in your grip as your eyes scan the room in search of no-one inparticular. you bring your wine glass up to your lips to take a sip.

"so y/n, when am I gonna be getting a pregnancy announcement from you?" you choke on your drink , coughing on your wine as sunoo curses under his breath - his face turning a deep shade of red at your aunts words .

sunoo grabs the wine glass from you and sets it down on a nearby table - trading it for a cup of water . he walks over to your still coughing frame and hands you the glass , making sure you down the whole thing before wrapping an arm around the small of your back.

"are you okay love?" the nickname your husband calls you makes you wanna scream and jump out of the nearest window - but you avert your attention back to your aunt.

"what? why would- auntie I just.. im not getting pregnant" she coos at you , taking your arm in hers before ushering you away from your husband.

"I'm gonna steal her for a moment , excuse us" she says to sunoo before pulling you into a room not far from the main party area. she walks towards a window before opening it , letting the moonlight cascade down into the empty room.

"my love, listen to me" she says before turning to you. you've had talks with your crazy auntie before , but with the way she's looking at you now - this seems different , important even.

you raise your eyebrows at her , ushering her to continue. she takes a deep breath before lacing her fingers together in front of her figure, making sure to speak directly.

"the two of you have been together for over a year now... there has to be something there, love" she says , making you sigh into the chilly room.

"there might be something..." your aunts ears perk up , a smile growing on her lips. you sadly look at her before continuing

"but its not reciprocated... auntie I don't think... I don't think he loves me" the older woman gives you a look of challenge , making you pinch your brows together.

"oh don't pull my strings , ive seen the way that boy looks at you. you mean to tell me that in the year you've been together , you guys have done nothing once so ever , including kissing." you look down at your feet , not giving her an answer .

"see, if he didn't love you , he would not be making an effort" you look at her confusingly , not quite following what she's saying anymore.

"he could have gotten you a cheap ring, but instead he got you one that will stay under his name for life . he could have gotten the two of you an apartment in the city close to his home , but instead he had a custom home made on the outskirts so you could be closer to the country. tell me y/n, do you sleep in separate rooms?" you shake your head no, taking in all of her words deeply into thought.

"he could be sleeping in a different room , but he keeps you warm - in bed next to you" you look at her with focused eyes , keeping up with everything she's pointing out.

"y/n.. do you love him?" you exhale , thinking about your reply before you speak

"I do, auntie.." she smiles at you, walking over and grabbing your hands in hers.

"then speak to him dear. you have nothing to lose"

although you had to think about it , you really didn't have to because the man of the conversation was standing outside the door , listening to everything that had been said.

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as you stare outside the window of your spacious living room , you begin to think of all the times sunoo had showed you his care in the year you had been married. all the times he had defended you in meetings , the times you had cried into him at night due to all the stress of taking over the family business , when he had woken you up with breakfast in bed on your birthday despite being late to an early flight , how he would kiss your forehead at the start of every day , and the end of every night . - the small gestures your aunt had pointed out to you made you realize that you did indeed love your husband , it just took a nudge from her to make you realize such a thing.

you especially thought about the few makeout sessions the two of you have had - the one on your birthday when he gifted you a piece of jewelry you had been wanting for months - you pulled him into your lips by the collar of his shirt , and it quickly escalated to him pressing you down onto his lap.

his breath fanned your face as he cupped your cheek , his mouth moving in sync with yours as you smiled into him.

but every time you think things would escalate - he would make up an excuse to walk away - and the truth behind him avoiding any sort of skinship past a makeout session would be how he would never want to force you into anything without you coming to him first - especially since the marriage itself was in fact forced.

he would never , ever want to make you do anything you didn't want to do , especially when it came to any sort of sexual intimacy - but hearing your words as you spoke with your aunt made him question everything

you love him? how? how could you love him when you were forced into an arranged marriage?

"y/n, love im headed out to a meeting, care to join me?" sunoo's voice broke you out of your trance. the leaves were falling from the trees as it was the beginning of fall, the colors changing from green to different shades of red made you feel cozy in your warm house.

you spin around , your pink robe tied around your body with a warm cup of tea in your hands. you smile at him as he walks over , his lean frame coming to stand in front of you.

"do I have to go?" you ask him, your tone of voice already giving away your answer to his previous question. sunoo smiles down at you, taking you into his arms.

"no love, stay here and take a warm bath and order some food for delivery , I left my card on your bed side table . I should be back tonight" you frown at the last thing he said , not wanting to be alone for so long.

"I have errands to run, things to discuss with people and plus - I have to check on the new beauty store that opened - I heard your new perfume is doing quite well now" sunoo winks at you before kissing you're forehead , grabbing his things and heading out the front door.

now it was just you , your thoughts, and the spacious house. you had done what sunoo suggested ; order food (with his card) and took a bubble bath.

it had been a few hours and you still felt alone. the only social interaction being the delivery man dropping off your food and the quick goodbye from sunoo this morning.

"I'm tired" you say to yourself as you sit down on your couch , deciding to watch something on the tv that adorns the wall above the entertainment system.

despite the tv being on , and countless disney movies being shown on the screen - you still felt lonely.

looking down at your nails - you realize you were in need of a fresh set - but before you were able to reach for your phone , you look at the beautiful ring that inhabits your ring finger.

your marriage ring.

it was gorgeous to say the least , and the memory of sunoo showing it to you the day before your wedding replays in your mind. you remember gasping at the gorgeous , shimmering rock that glims in the sunlight , and sunoo had the biggest , most proudest smile on his face at the fact that you were happy with the one he picked out.

and even though the marriage was arranged , you were just happy it was with someone who you already knew , trusted , and were friends with.

suddenly , the words your auntie spoke to you ran through your mind

'he could have gotten you a cheap ring, but instead he got you one that will stay under his name for life'

at the ringing of her words, you grab your laptop and do endless amounts of research , and each website made your jaw drop further than the last one.

"y/n, what's the matter?" your cousin answered your FaceTime, noticing that something was obviously wrong. your hair was a mess and your eyes were even heavier than normal , and your lips were in a full pout.

"'nessa... Sunoo got me a fucking darry ring.." you prop your phone up and rack your fingers through your hair, attempting to massage your scalp. your cousins eyes widen and a small gasp leaves her lips that the microphone picks up

"wait.. did he just get you one?" she asks , and you quickly shake your head no

"no.. Vanessa my engagement ring is a god damn darry ring.. do you know what that means?" before she can answer, you explain it anyways.

"he can only buy this kind of ring once.. a life time commitment. the ring is worth over twenty grand, and probably more because its custom made. I found the receipt for it after doing some digging." you groan and throw your head back, frustration coursing through your bones.

"is that such a bad thing?" the question flows out of your phone speaker, and you instantly sit up , making direct eye contact with the girl on the other line.

"he doesn't even love me. why on earth would he get a custom made engagement darry ring. it makes no sense. we are already connected for life so why the hell would he- Im so confused" you bring your hands into your palms and rub your eyes - tiredness beginning to seep into your mind.

"how do you know he doesn't love you? have you even talked to him?" you shake your head no, your pout reforming on your lips.

"y/n, I think you should talk to him... " you roll your eyes and nod your head , noting your cousins words. after a few more minutes of talking you decide to say your goodbyes and hang up the phone.

its around 7pm now and you have done so much around the house, you begin to feel tired.

you cleaned the whole house, did all the laundry including sunoo's, you made all the beds in the house, wiped down every surface and cleaned every window. all of this you did on your own despite having a cleaner who comes in once a week - you just needed your mind to be occupied , so what better way to do that than to just clean ?

you walk around the house one last time to see if you need to do anything else , but there is nothing left. you huff to yourself as you go to sit on the couch , turning on your favorite show in order to occupy your mind.

a couple episodes in and you were knocked out like a light - fast asleep with the flimsy blanket you keep on the couch while using your arm as a pillow.

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sunoo walks in through the front door , his keys jingling the knob as he closes it behind him. the house is oddly quiet as he takes off his suit jacket, hanging it on the rack mounted to the wall. the familiar sound of your keyboard not sounding into his ears as it usually does when he gets home from working at the office makes his eyebrows pinch together in confusion. sunoo walks into the living room and there is where he sees you ; laying on the couch asleep with a thin blanket covering your small frame as your favorite show plays on the tv screen on mute.

sunoo coos as your sleeping face , finding it adorable how cute you look when you're knocked out. tiny snores exit your mouth as you stir slightly. your husband stares at you for a moment before picking up your frame gently , making sure he doesn't wake you while he carries you into your shared room.

sunoo glances at the clock on the wall as he enters the warm room , the arms striking eleven thirty five. he feels bad for leaving you alone for so long , but there was an emergency in the office that required his attendance for later than usual.

sunoo gently lays you down onto the bed and takes off your wedding ring , putting it in your jewelry box in the exact spot you leave it in every night before tucking you into bed. sunoo admires your sleeping face as soft , shallow breaths exit your lungs. sunoo strokes your hair lovingly before he notices the clothes you were in ; jeans and a heavy hoodie of his.

those couldnt be comfortable

sunoo begins to change you out of your clothing, stripping you of the jeans and hoodie you have and before he could reach over and grab your freshly cleaned silk pajama gown, his eyes fixate on your breasts - your nipples are hard due to the chilly air circulating around the house. sunoo contains any thoughts he has as he begins to slip your pajamas over you carefully before tucking you into bed - kissing your forehead and exiting the room as the door quietly clicks shut.

he had decided to make himself a small dinner before stripping his clothes off, turning the shower onto hot as the steam began to fog up the huge mirror that compliments the cream colored walls.

before he could hop in, images began to ran through his mind of you. it was a little routine he had picked up a few months ago; he would lay next to you , pretending to be asleep until quiet snores began to sound from you. he would quietly exit the room and head towards the bathroom down the hallway from your room and take care of himself. the short little night gown you wore to bed was hemmed with lace on the top and bottom on the silk fabric - it was thin and the slightest bit see through. your hardened nipples would create a prominent outline on the article of clothing and sunoo wanted nothing more than to suck on them, play with them, bite them.

he wanted to run his hands up your thighs to the flimsy fabric of your panties to touch you, feel you, finger you, caress you.

unholy thoughts began to cloud his mind more than the steam from the shower, his dick beginning to grow as he stands before the mirror completely naked.

god how you were driving him so fucking insane.

you were absolutely divine to sunoo. the sweetest girl he could ever get his hands on and you were all his. even though it was arranged, he knew that no matter what, one thing was for certain; nobody could ever take you away from him. the rock that adorns your left ring finger being solid- permanent.

he wanted to take you for himself, make you his in every way possible. he wanted you to come to him all bothered and hot, confused and in need of answers.

he knew you liked him- it was obvious. he saw how you fucked yourself in his office. how you moaned his name pathetically as your useless vibrator did close to nothing on your pretty little clit.

you were driving him insane, so why not drive you insane right back?

he wanted you to crave him in the way he craves you.

so as sunoo wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself as he imagined his hand was your mouth instead - he smirked to himself as he heard the bedroom door open and close from down the hallway.

you had woken up when you heard the shower begin to run, and the first thing you notice was the change of outfit. you dont remember when you fell asleep, you must have when you began watching your show a few hours earlier - and you had fallen asleep in different clothes.

your face heats up at the fact that your husband had changed you into your gown - your cheeks glowing red in the dim lighting of the small lamp sitting across the room. you stand up and walk out of the room.

your feet pattered on the cold hardwood floor , the sound of the shower running being the only sound you were able to muster throughout the entire house.

it was one AM and the familiar warmth that you feel lay next to you every night was missing , and you had woken up cold due to that fact. you patter slowly down the hallway, heading towards the kitchen for a glass of water as you seem to find yourself parched.

as you pass the bathroom door , you hear a soft moan sound from the other side. you instantly stop in your path without consciousness.

you wanted to make sure you heard yourself right, that you weren't imagining things. but as you stand out in the dim hallway, the bathroom light casting through the cracks on top and below the bathroom door, another moan flows right into your ears - deep and masculine.

your face heats up even more and guilt begins to seep into your veins - but you retrace your steps anyways and face the bathroom door, leaning in closer to hear what you had mere seconds ago.

as you stand outside, every moan you hear begins to make you feel hot, your pussy beginning to wetten second after second.

"y/n.." he calls out in a groan. as sunoo strokes his cock desperately , he has no idea that you're only two feet away , standing on the other side of the door.

but that changes the second your name leaves his lips - a gasp leaving yours as a result.

your jaw drops as you hear your name - realizing that he wasn't just jerking off..

sunoo halts his movements - conflicted with himself for a couple seconds before making a quick decision.

he was jerking off to you.

the door flings open , the light cascading down onto your small figure - your face ten shades of red and your mouth slightly ajar as you gasp even louder at the sight of your husband;

a towel wrapped around his waist , the sweat on his body illuminating a soft glow on the skin of his abs , his hair a mess, and his eyes are half lidded and clouded with lust.

the two of you stare at each other for what feels eternity , the tension thickening every moment you two stand a couple centimeters away from each other.

"sunoo..." his name is breathless as it falls off your pretty lips. sunoo can't help but feel his knees weakening at the sound of his name being called out to him in such a way.

"y/n..." he calls back to you, stepping forward. you mimic his actions, stepping back and into the wall behind you. you hiss at the cold feeling of the sheetrock coming in contact with your skin, but automatically begin to feel hot once more as sunoo corners you against the wall.

sunoo lifts his hand up, the back of his fingers coming into contact with your inner thigh. you shudder under his touch, the feeling of his fingers on your skin relieving.

"lets stop this silly game, my love.." his hand slowly begins to trail up your thigh, tauntinizingly slow as your eyes begin to cloud over. you look up at sunoo through your eyelashes and all you can do is heavily breathe, your thoughts not being able to form into coherent words.

"let me please you, honey.." his words ring through your head, and his voice begins to seep into the core of your being as your clit begins to throb with need. your mouth wont move, but your entire mind is screaming yes. sunoo takes a step closer, his chest almost flush against yours. his hand trails up more, and his index finger is almost touching your clothed heat - but he can still tell just how wet you are.

"please?" his voice begs out to you, a plea that makes his breath fan your forehead. you begin to feel dizzy as your eyes close at the contact of his lips grazing against your skin as he speaks again

"let me touch you, baby." your eyes fly open , making direct eye contact with sunoo for a couple moments before you finally nod your head yes.

a silent split second goes by before the tension in the atmosphere shatters - like a bullet going through glass as you franticlly lace your hands into sunoo's hair.

sunoo wastes no time in using both of his hands to grab the sides of your hips, pulling his body against your front as his lips collide with yours.

the kiss you share is desperate - the months of tension finally disintegrating into the air and melting off of your bodies as your lips move in sync with one another.

your back is flush against the wall as his chest is pressed against yours, his lean frame trapping you.

you stand up on your tippy toes in order to get closer to him, but its not enough. your hands detangle from his hair in order to wrap around his shoulders, your hands clawing at his back to press him up against you deeper.

sunoo's hands explore your body, trailing from your hips up to your waist, from your waist to the small of your back, and from the small of your back down to the back of your thighs.

one of his lingering hands stays caressing your thigh, the other trailing its way to wrap around your back in a hug-like embrace. the two of you move quickly and frantically, your movements turn into grinding into one another sloppily. needy and pathetic as you stand in the hallway against one another.

at the feel of sunoos boner against your heat, you moan into his mouth - to which he more than happily swallowed deep into the depths of his being.

"s-sun.." you whimper into him.

the way you sound is breathtaking as you moan into him.

sunoo groans at your call, and without completely detaching from you - sunoo wraps his arm that was once perched at the back of your thigh to wrap around your ass.

"jump" is all he says before lifting you into the air with one arm. your legs wrap around his waist and the arm wrapped around your back tightens as he carries you down the hallway and towards your bedroom.

sunoo pushes the door open with his foot before walking in. he wastes no time as he walks over to the bed and sets you down, instantly crawling over your goosebump-covered skin as you lay down on your back. his lips never detach from yours, not even once.

your husband hovers over you, one of his arms resting above your head as the other rests high up on your thigh, his hand swallowing you completely.

sunoo trails his hand up your thigh once more, pushing under and passed the lace of your nightgown in order to come into contact with your silk panties that wrap around the skin of your hips.

sunoo breaks the kiss with you, his fingers playing with the material of your soaked panties. he looks into your eyes deeply - a silent question that lingers in the air above your head.

without a second thought, you instantly nod your head. he works quickly to peel your panties off your body, noting the prominent wet patch on them as he sets them on the ground next to the bed.

you reach up to him as he leans back over you, your arms wrapping around his neck while your hands tangle in his hair. he kisses you gently this time, moving his mouth against yours sweetly.

sunoo's free hand reaches up to fondle with your covered breast, groping you through the silk material of your pajamas.

you moan into him as he takes one of your hardened nipples into his fingers, pinching the bud lightly - but still enough to make your back arch off the mattress.

you curl yourself into your husband with a whimper, fingers tugging on his locks as he plays with you like silly putty.

sunoo moans into you at the feeling of his hair being tugged, sending a silent signal. his hands finally trail down once more, his fingers disappearing underneath your article of clothing.

he once again breaks the kiss, his breath fanning your hot face as ragged breaths leave your throat. his eyes scan your expression, and he wants nothing more than to make love to you all night and even passed then.

he admires you for a second, completely awe struck with how beautiful you look as the moonlight casts down onto your body in a faint glow that illuminates your every feature perfectly.

"tell me when to stop" is all he says before his fingers make contact with your wet folds. you whine at the feeling and your eyes squeeze closed. his digits slip through your lips with ease, gathering your juices before focusing on your pulsating clit.

his fingers massage gentle shapes into your bundle of nerves, loosening and warming you up. your hole flutters around nothing as he toys with you.

his eyes never falter his gaze, staring at your face intently. as if he was reading a book.

he changes up, one of his fingers pushing passed your folds towards your entrance, pushing one of his digits into you. the contact makes you sigh in pleasure, completely drowning in sunoo's hands as he picks you apart piece by piece.

your fingers tighten in his hair, moans dancing off your tongue as he begins to finger you.

sunoo observes how your face twists in pleasure, taking note of all the beautiful moans that you make as your lips part. he watches you with so much intensity you can basically feel him burn holes into you.

he watches how his fingers split you apart oh so easily - your back arching as you fold into your lover, hands messily playing with his hair.

suddenly, the thickness inside you increases as sunoo plunges another finger inside your pussy, your walls clenching around his digits as a result.

his pace increases, pumping you from the inside out as squelching sounds come from just below you. sunoo leans down so his lips meet your sweaty forehead, kissing your skin lovingly. he's searching for that sweet spot inside you, and just as he's about to look down to where you suck him in so deliciously, a particular motion he makes inside your walls has you frantically gripping his hair in a tug - a high pitched whimper dragging out of your throat.

"there it is" sunoo taunts at you, making a deeper blush arise in your cheeks. your wet sounds that come from your pussy and the pretty moans that you sing make the perfect harmony that sunoo has started to become obsessed with.

he just can't believe how lucky he is to have the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on fall apart in his hands.

his wife.

"s-sunoo- c-clo... hmmf" you attempt to speak, but all thoughts you attempt to gather just fly right out of your head as fast as they come.

"look at me sweetheart" you obliged to his command; your eyes opening as you look up directly into his.

the way he's looking at you makes a fiery pit form in your lower abdomen , threatening to engulf your entire body up in flames ; his eyes are dark, almost as if he's looking right through you as he fingers your needy cunt, cooing at you before kissing your parted lips that sinfully chant his name.

"you can cum baby. make a mess all over me" with his words, you fall apart. your legs shake in his grasp and your pussy flutters around his fingers that pump in and out of you, bringing you to your orgasm.

every inch of your body yearned for your husband in every way imaginable. endless whines mixed drip sweetly off your tongue like honey, eyes locked and focused on sunoos as you come down from your exhilarating high.

"such a good girl for me, my love" he kisses your forehead again before sitting up on his knees, pulling his fingers out of you. he places his hands on your gown. you sit up slightly in order for him to pull it up and over your head.

you giggle under your breath as he throws it on the ground next to your panties to be forgotten.

sunoo refocuses his gaze onto you, and his breath catches in his throat.

you look gorgeous.

hes seen your breasts once before, earlier that night. but you're under different circumstances now. the way your perky nipples harden thanks to the cool air , and sunoo's hand moves before he can even think; taking one of your breasts in your hand in order to give it a light squeeze that has you shakingly exhale.

suddenly, you suck in a sharp breath as his fingers pinch your bare nipples, tugging and twirling them around as he plays with you. a whimper sounds from you.

your hands instinctually reach up into his air, pulling on his locks. sunoo grunts in your hold. he leans his body down onto yours, his lips meeting yours as he kisses you deeply and passionately.

his lips trail down from your mouth towards your neck, down inbetween your breasts as he brings your free nipple into his mouth.

"sunoo" you breathe into the air as your eyes close, tugging on your husband's hair with every suck he makes to your sensitive nipples that has you curling your back into him.

you cry out in pleasure as he bites your nub - but he quickly lets it go as he begins to trail wet hot kisses down your sternum and towards your abdomen and going even lower, stopping right at the top of your needy clit.

sunoo leans down in order to come face to face with your aching cunt, clenching around nothing just begging to be filled with sunoo's length.

he doesn't say a word as he wraps his arms around your legs, forcing your body down farther onto the bed. you gasp as you feel sunoo's hot breath fan your heat, making you drown in lust just at the feeling of his exhales on your skin.

suddenly, you feel his tongue on you - its quick , just a single stripe up the slit of your pussy. shivering as he does it again, and again, and again before he latches his lips onto your puffy clit, you hiss as he begins to suck down onto the bundle of muscle, slowly eating you out.

his tongue laps at you like you were the last drink of water on earth, the sweetest, coldest crystal water that was handed to him after being held above his head teasingly.

your hips grind into his face and your hands find his hair once more, your fingers entangling in order to push him further into you - and sunoo enthusiastically chuckles at your attempt to fuck his face.

but he quickly shuts down your attempts with one of his hands coming flat against your abdomen , pushing your hips flush against the mattress to still your desperate grinding.

you whine at him, a silent protest. your hands remain tugging in his hair, loud groans shoot up your body in ripples through your core thanks to your lover.

"please pl-please please please" you beg, not knowing what for but doing so anyways. he looks up at you through his eyebrows, watching your face contort into one of pleasure

sunoo truly does find himself getting worked up just by the expressions on your face - he loves observing you - watching you.

he could finger you for hours just to watch all the pretty faces you make as he splits you open.

but that would have to come another night, for as of right how he's a little occupied by the moans increasing in volume from just above him as you frantically shake in his hold, your second orgasm quickly approaching.

he can tell by the way you attempt to buck your hips up into his face, the disgusting mewls that sound from you, and the way you're saying his name over and over again.

"please.. sunoo please... can't - fuck" you squeal as his tongue picks up the pace on your bundle of nerves. your juices mixed with his saliva coat the blankets atop the mattress, but sunoo is completely out of it.

he's lost in the taste of your pussy.. you're too sweet for this world and he could die on that hill. he could stay buried between your thighs for hours and have no complaints. the way you taste is absolutely fucking divine.

and the memory popping up in his head about you belonging to him and only him?

"fuck-" he grunts into you, his teeth scraping along your clit softly, and it has you squeezing your eyes shut- stars prominent on the undersides of your lids.

that makes him feel even crazier.

"cum.. wan' cum please please" you finally burst out, feeling like your breath is caught in your throat as you choke on your own saliva.

sunoo doesn't stop eating you out, instead; he quickens his pace slightly, bringing you to the edge as your orgasm spills over the edge.

you're creaming around nothing as your juices squirt out of your pussy, making a mess all over the mattress and your husbands face.

but he doesn't stop there. he continues, even when your orgasm comes to a halt, even when your pushing his face away- telling him how sensitive you are and how you feel like you're going to die.. because its the truth.

he's shooting you into overdrive as your swollen clit takes on more of sunoos tongue, your abdomen tightening and your legs kicking in his hold.

but fuck does it feel so good.

hes obsessed with you. everything about you.

especially in this exact moment.

you feel the rush of another orgasm quickly approaching, and its close to hitting you like a semi truck.

"sunoo... sunoo sunoo fuck" you scream his name as you thrust your hips into his face, his hand that was once forcing you down onto the mattress coming to wrap around your leg once more in order to pull you down onto his face and keep you there.

you're squirting again, but this time its more intense. your juices are fucking everywhere and the sight would normally be disgusting..

but to the two of you it was delicious.

you were delicious.

much to sunoo's dismay, he lets you come down from your third orgasm; detatching his lips from your abused clit and unwrapping his arms from your legs in order to grip your thighs softly, massaging the skin in order to help you cool down.

after a moment of heavy breathing coming from the both of you, your eyes meet his in a fucked-out trance - one thought behind them and sunoo can read it perfectly.

fuck me.

you didn't even have to say the words sunoo's already read your mind like an open book.

he unwraps the towel from around his waist, letting it fall to the floor to be discarded like all the other clothing he has previously stripped off of you.

his dick is lengthy and so so pretty.. pearly beads of precum leaking from his tip and it makes your mouth water at the sight. his tip was a pale pink and he was well kept. you could help but stare at him, making a prominent blush spread across his face.

before you could say anything, he crawls on top of you, primal and devoted. his face was dark, like he would pounce on you at any given moment.

sunoo cups your cheek in his palm, his fingertips ghosting across your face sweetly, looking at you - his eyes holding nothing but love.

with his other hand, he guides the tip of his cock to your pussy, sliding it up and down your dripping slit before aligning it with your entrance.

without looking away, he stares directly into your eyes as he speaks

"I love you."

your eyes widen only slightly, giving off your surprise as you feel tears sting the back of your eyes that begin to appear glossy.

"I love you so much." he repeats, making a tear fall down your cheek only to be wiped away from your husband. it's been so long since you've wanted to hear those words fall from his mouth, and now that the moment has finally came you feel completely awe-struck.

"I love you" you say back to him, reciprocating his words in a truthful sentence. both of you breathe in unison, breaths fanning one another's faces as he pushes the head of his dick inside your hole.

you whine at the stretch, but don't dare close your eyes.

the two of you keep your eyes on eachother, even as he pushes his length into the depths of your spongy walls, moans sounding from under both of your breaths'.

as sunoo bottoms out inside you, his balls softly press up against the skin of your ass and you've never felt so full. everything around you feels like its disappearing, leaving only you and sunoo in this world as he pulls his dick out of you - only to thrust it back in softly.

your volume increases as do the rhythm of his thrusts, his cock splitting you in half in the best way possible. sunoo's hand on your cheek doesn't disappear, but his other hand snakes its way down in order to grip your thigh, forcing your legs to stay open for him.

his concentrated strokes inside you have you moaning out his name into the chilly air, sweat glistening in the moonlight.

your husband leans down to prep deep, longing kisses along the side of your neck, gently sucking hickeys into your skin. your arms wrap around his neck, holding him in place while his hips snap against yours.

"sunoo" you groan, his teeth biting down on your neck which send you into overdrive. you pull his hair, making him moan above you louder than the previous ones.

"mine.. all fucking mine" his deep voice whispers into your ear, and you nod your head against him

"all yours" you breathe, chests moving against one another as your breasts press up against his front.

"my wife" he says to you, making a choked out moan exit your throat. sunoo's cock kisses your cervix, making you squirm in his hold. he takes note of this and decides to angle his hips in a way to where he does it over again, making you feral.

your nails dig into his back so harshly; you swear you can feel blood underneath your fingernails.

"fuck fuck fu-fuuck close- so cl-close hmm" you say, letting sunoo know that you're about to hit the tip of the iceberg. you buck your hips into him, meeting his every thrust.

your pussy flutters around him like a caged butterfly, such as the ones you feel in your tummy. everything about the way sunoo's fucking you into the mattress makes you feel like such and you've never felt so complete.

"c-cum inside.. in me please, want your cum pretty please" you beg him, making his eyes widen.

that's exactly what he wanted to hear.

a flip switched inside sunoo's mind, and he sits up on his knees and grabs your hips in order to still your body from moving.

and he resumes his thrusts, but only this time its much quicker, meaner, rougher.

and with this newfound aggression, not even three more strokes inside you and you're falling apart all over him, screaming his name as you cream all over his cock.

"fuck oh my god" your eyes squeeze shut and your left being lightheaded and squeamish, your body going limp as you let sunoo take complete and utter control.

"yeah? you want my cum? want me to put a god damn baby in you?" he tilts his head to the side tauntingly, making you shake your head yes without a second thought.

"please" you say in a whisper that only sunoo can hear.

"breed this fucking pussy 'nd make you a mommy. you'd like that hm baby?" you can't stop yourself from screaming yes, his dick repeatedly licking your sweet spot as you claw at your husbands back , shaking underneath his hold.

your pussy squeezes sunoo's cock, almost milking him completely dry.

"you're my fucking wife" he groans under his breath, his hips roughly snapping against yours in a rhythmic pattern that has you seeing stars, feeling as of you were floating up and over the moon

"who owns you, who owns this fucking pussy?" his thrusts dont slow as he asks you, leaning down in order to roughly grab your face in his hand before squeezing your cheeks inbetween his fingers.

"you do... all you s-sun" your eyes roll back into your skull, and before you realize ; sunoo shoot white hot ropes of cum deep inside your abdomen, marking you as his in every way humanly possible.

"that's right baby, I own you" he taunts, throwing his head back in a loud moan as his hips still against yours. his adams apple bobs up and down, his chest heaving.

but his thrusts pick up once more, fucking his cum deep inside your core. you hiss as he does so, feeling your guys's mixed juices leak down your thighs.

"f-fuc... squeezin' me so tight" he hisses. drool begins to pool out of the corners of your mouth and all you can do is lay there and take everything he gives you.

"gonna fuck my cum into you..."

"take it baby... take my cum" his thrusts are now sloppy as he moves against you, your tits jiggling with every rut inside you.

it wasn't long before the both of you cum once more, your bodies united.

"fuck, I love you so much.." and that was the truth. and even though it was only said just that night, the feeling was existent long before then.

.¸¸.♡.¸¸.☆¸.♡.¸¸.☆.¸¸.♡.¸

bonus ! ;

you and sunoo stare at the bathroom counter, anxiety written on both of your faces.

sunoo has one of his arms wrapped around your waist, fingers drawing gentle shapes on the skin of your hip.

"its been fifteen minutes..." you say under your breath, and your husband kisses your cheek sweetly.

"sunoo im so nervous... what it-"

"it'll be okay sweetheart, I promise. I'm here with you no matter what" he stares into your eyes that hold nothing but love and adoration.

you shakingly exhale, your hand reaching for the test on the counter to flip it over to see the result.

"sunoo..." your back falls against his chest, and it feels as though the world is so much smaller than you remember.

"oh my god" you shove the test in his face even though he had already seen the result of it.

without another word, sunoo spins you around and lifts you up in his arms, a loud laugh roaring from the depths of his chest.

"I love you so fucking much-" he kisses every inch of your face, and you can't help but giggle at his actions.

"I can't believe we're having a baby.."

[woncatz]

SO ANXIOUS

prompt : breeding

pairing/s : switch!kim sunoo x fem!reader

tag/s : breeding ofc, pwp, riding, switch reader, cockwarming, sunoo calls you baby ( when is it my turn), clit rubbing, allusion to multiple rounds.

"u-ugh fuck!-" the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed around the room, masculine and feminine moans reverberated against the four walls of your bedroom.

"you're so tight, squeezing around me so good baby." he gasped for air as your hips slammed up and down his dick. you could feel it twitching inside you, continuously hitting that spot that makes you fold.

"yeah? i'm kind of getting tired though- ah!" your teasing sentence was cut off as he suddenly thrusted up into you and bounced you on his fat cock. your juices were splattered across his pelvis and he took advantage by using it as lubricant as he continued to rut into your cunt.

"what's gotten you like this..?" you said following with a moan as you felt his thumb rub tight circles around your sensitive clit, the combined stimulation pushes you dangerously closer to the edge.

"sun', i'm gonna cum," he ignored your warning and somehow went faster with his ministrations against your bud and pushed his hips to thrust faster. you squeezed your eyes shut as the knot in your stomach threatens to snap but it seems sunoo has no intention to stop.

"shit, baby i'm getting close." he never stopped thrusting and rubbing and with instinct, you slammed harder against him.

"cum for me.. ha- cum for me baby, fuck!- cum with me!" his moans increased in volume and so did yours as you felt a wave of pleasure run through your lower body and suddenly you're creaming against his cock. you could feel the ropes of cum he released inside you as you continued to grind against his sensitive dick.

you stop when he puts his hands on your hips as he relaxed against the bed with his dick still inside you.

"that was amazing..." sunoo sighed and you leaned down to nudge your nose on the crook of his neck. the after effects of your orgasms finally hitting as he feels his eyes getting droopy.

"ah ah ah. i didn't say we were done now, did i?" and he knew a long night was ahead of him.

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[simjaexy]

ENHA HARD THOUGHT HOURS

Hyung Line zᶻ

Dom/Switch/Sub

Threesome w/ Sunghoon & Jake (relationship ver. (coming soon))

Titty obsessed Jay & Heeseung (coming soon)

Hyung Line humiliating you (coming soon)

Lee Heeseung zᶻ

Big Dick Heeseung

Best friend Heeseung

Sub Heeseung

Park Jongseong zᶻ

Workaholic Jongseong

Boss Jay (coming soon)

Sim Jaeyun zᶻ

Fuck toy Jake

Best friend boyfriend Jake

Jake FWB

Park Sunghoon zᶻ

Boxer Sunghoon

Vampire Sunghoon

Kim Sunoo zᶻ

Jealous Sunoo

Sub Sunoo (male ver. (coming soon))

Manipulative Sunoo (coming soon)

Yang Jungwon zᶻ

Titty obsessed Jungwon

Riding Jungwon (coming soon)

[wonsdoll]

LOVE ── KSN

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[stariikis]

lucky girl | kim sunoo

synopsis ; sure, you're already well known as enhypen member kim sunoo's girlfriend, but that doesn't hinder the thrill of tossing a coin and landing on heads when sunoo chooses you, in the midst of the crowd.

pairing ; idol!kimsunoo x gf!reader genre ; fluff, established rs wc ; 530 notes ; for @lilacnini and @nishions polaroid memories event ੈ♡˳

The hashtag, ‘#ENHYPENSUNOO’ is trending again. 

Or rather, what with all the recent concerts, fancalls and fansigns, all you’re seeing on your for you page are clips of your boyfriend interacting with his fangirls. How many times have you seen the caption, ‘Sunoo noticed me!’, or watched a video of Sunoo briefly interlocking fingers with another girl? You are always coming across concert videos with a shaking camera pointed towards Sunoo, who points their way with a warm smile and hand heart. 

You quickly look up from your phone to cross the road, slowly growing tired of the repetitive posts you’re viewing. 

But you’re pretty much used to it. Some of Sunoo’s fans have asked you whether or not you get jealous often, and you can safely (and honestly) say that you don’t. They look at you disbelievingly, but don’t question you further. They just slink back into the crowd, desperate for a glimpse of their idol. 

You can’t blame them for being curious. 

What you don’t ask them, however, even though you’re sorely tempted to, is, ‘why would I ever feel jealous?’ What’s there to be jealous about when Sunoo gives you morning kisses that only you receive? Why would you be overcome with envy seeing lame high-fives when you’re getting daily welcome-home hugs? 

Don’t you get the best treatment out of all of them? Even though sometimes you do wish you could have the same memory, a moment you'll be able to cherish in your mind forever.

You run towards where the crowd congregates, screams and whistles for all the members arising from the hundreds of fans. A few brightly coloured heads at the edge of the crowd helps you distinguish where the members are. Rushing forward with only one purpose (to greet all the members, not just Sunoo, of course!), you squeeze past all the people. You don’t bother to wave towards all the fans who recognise you. 

“Kim Sunoo!” You scream, probably blending in with all his fangirls when you reach the barricade and lean against it. You whip your phone out to capture this moment, whether he notices you or not, because all you want is to have your very own video to post, to caption with the tag “‘Kim Sunoo noticed me!”

He’s busy on the other side of the street, forming hand-hearts with dazed teenagers and waving cheerily at their general crowd. You’re starting to lose hope in him even seeing you, but when he turns around to check in on your side of the road, his eyes sparkle when they meet yours. He pretends not to act pleasantly surprised when you beckon him over.

“My girl,” he whispers happily, ignoring the collective gasp from everyone around you as he pulls you in and kisses your cheek. Heart starting to race, your cheeks grow warm where he kissed you, and you can’t help but gaze starstruck after him as he walks off, giggling teasingly your way.

And you capture it all on camera – granted, it’s most likely angled awkwardly towards the ground – but at least now you can caption a post with ‘My boyfriend noticed me!’. A beautiful, lasting memory that’s purely yours.

[soobnny]

classmate au | kim sunoo

❝ no one is allowed to borrow my art materials except for (name) ❞

heeseung | jay | jake | sunghoon | SUNOO | jungwon | ni-ki

kim sunoo

sweet, sunshine, best friend kim sunoo

it was kind of SO obvious he wanted to be friends

like he wants to be close to you soooo bad and maybe it’s bc he saw u playfully bullying riki

it was love at first sight and an instant best friendship the moment you finally met

your seats were assigned so u were sat next to each other

THANK GOD U WERE

you two are basically inseparable now

sunoo strikes me as the type to just walk into the classroom and walk straight towards where you’re seated

at school events, he’d leave his backpack on the seat next to him to reserve you a seat

then he’d go “(name)!” while waving from his seat it’s actually kind of embarrassing

there is never anxiety of being seated next to a stranger bc sunoo has your back

he’d grab an extra mini fan from his bag to give to U bc these school events r always so scorching hot

sunoo does that “leaning against your locker while you get things” thing

he is so unaware of how HANDSOME he looks

oh and btw if you don’t attend class, he probably won’t in solidarity

in the chances that he does attend class, he usually sends you photos of his notes and everything you need to know

he’d be like i’m soooooo bored 2 minutes into the class without you like it hasn’t even STARTED

just prepare for his spam messages

after class, you’d buy street food and just gossip over it

you’d stare at what he bought and he’d roll his eyes before pushing the stick towards you so you can bite off it

YES feeding each other … normal best friend things

anyways moving on

another thing in my vision is that he’s the provider of art materials

the teacher suddenly lets you make a poster????

you know you’re secured bc sunoo is ur bff and will let only YOU borrow his supplies

“sunoo, let me borrow your colored markers”

“ok, which colors do you want” ☺️☺️☺️☺️

flat out will say no to everyone else tho

he’s kind of intimidating honestly despite having the sweetest smile

LIKE he’s friends with everyone but not friends friends

do you guys get what i mean

he is just a completely different person with you bc he trusts u the most and he just becomes CRAZY

like yall let him keep his crazy too much .. thank god you’re there for him to unleash it to

he’s one of the people who plays volleyball with riki and friends

but he’s absolutely horrible please save him

altho … why does he look so handsome playing even tho he can’t receive the ball? 🤨

he’d just laugh and crumble in embarrassment and you’d be the number one person cheering for him

(update after ella’s rb,, full credits to her) u would def put the blame on his teammates

“RIKI DO BETTER” even if it was 100% sunoo’s fault like so real

weird specific love language? buying each other water

he’s playing volleyball? you have a bottle of water for him in case he wants to sit out the game and watch with you

you’re finished with your physical education practical exam? he’s waiting for you with his big ass water jug

BUT LIKEEEE why is there a change in the air suddenly 😩😩😩

why is your best friend so boyfriend material actually

he holds your hand… holds it so firmly

sunoo gives the best hugs too

he makes you laugh and he’s so thoughtful with his stupid water and his art materials

even carries your things for you sometimes

AND yall take good photos of each other

“does my hair look fine?”

he’d reach out to fix it … tuck it behind your ear or look at you so intensely before going back to smiling n saying yup all good!

during the sports festival, yall are off joining some type of singing jingle cheer competition which is usually the first event

so you guys just joke around for the rest of the week, watch some events, and take LOTS of photos

you would laugh at your classmates

maybe even cheer for some of your friends

just as long as you’re next to each other

you probably bad mouth the opposite team BUT TO YOURSELVES .. not out loud

would clap so hard when your team wins a point !!!

also back to the taking photos detail

he’d just be dragging you everywhere to take photos bc when is the best time but NOW

ofc u do take his photos .. u ltrly take the Best

“sunoo, look, you’re so handsome here!”

and then you look up at him to see his reaction and he’s already looking at you

uh oh.

your faces are so close to each other like SO close

let’s step back and check the label 😂

BEST FRIENDS !!!!!

tho he does save u out of ur misery by asking you out a week later

bc apparently the sudden shift in air also happened to HIM

he brings it up as a joke first bc he’s testing the waters and he’s not trynna get rejected

“imagine if we were dating…..” and a long lingering pause in the air afterward

if you joked back with like a “LOL”, he’d know u don’t feel the same

but you ltrly go 😮 and so speechless bc why is he suddenly bringing this up when you’ve spent the last few nights thinking about him

did those tiktok manifestations work

did that tiktok audio actually get sunoo to like u back

“um… well! well, you see…”

“i like you”

“THANK GOD”

you guys are like waaaaay more inseparable now that you’re dating

your friends will fake vomit around u .. but don’t worry it’s just bc they’re bitchless

while u and ur bf sunoo are happily in love

btw he gets jealous easily TEARSSSSSS

he gets all pouty but don’t worry, you just have to Hug him and give him a kiss and he’s all smiles again

oh, and i feel the need to inform you that hugs are his favorite thing in the world

and CHEEK kisses like specifically cheek kisses.. he loves them

his ideal dates r just when you’re at each other’s house

you can order takeout and do your skincare together … watch the latest movies

his family loves you too

so much that they include your favorite snacks when they go grocery shopping

“sunoo, get those chips that (name) rly likes. u dont know when she might come over next!”

like they are ANTICIPATING you

enjoy dating i love sunoo

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

[rose-petles]

Sugar coated kisses -> K.SU [ 수누 ]

Warning → Kissing [ Thats it. ]

Paring → Softdom!Sunoo x SoftieFem!Reader.

Synopsis → You have a crush on a boy, thats a friend of yours.

You was strolling through the empty hallway, you was gonna confess to sunoo, you was looking for him in school as you held a live letter in your hand.

When you turned a coner and saw him.

"Hey, sunoo?" You nervously said trying to get his attention.

He turned to you, he had on a plain white t-shirt, jeans and sneakers, he was on his phone. "Oh sup Y/n.. whats up..?"

He asked as you came close, you was wearing a navy blue cardigan, white fitted lace top with a white and navy skirt. You had on bow type socks and navy blue shoes, she also had a white headband on. Your hair nice and neat.

You gently smiled, "I-I.. wanna confess something." You mumbled.

He tilled his head to the left and looked down at you, "Confess..?" He were confused, "What do you wanna confess.?"

You slightly blushed and held out a letter, "Y-you have t-to read this.." you stumbled over your words.

"Okay..?" He gently took the envelope that had a letter inside.

He could tell you were nervous, as you couldn't keep eye contact with him for long as you used to do.

He opened it and silently read it;

Hey, sunno 💕

• Okay, this is kind of terrifying to write, but I have to get it off my chest. I've been thinking about you a lot, lately, and it's been driving me crazy trying to figure out how to say this. So I'm just going to say it.. I have a crush on you.

I know, I know — this might sound totally out of nowhere, but it's been building up for a while. I've always admired how confident and real you are.

You're just so cool in the way you carry yourself, and honestly, it makes my heart skip a beat every time I'm around you. You're the kind of person who makes me feel safe and alive all at once.

I've never had the guts to tell you, but it's getting hard to keep it in, especially because I love being around you so much. You mean a lot to me, more than l've probably ever let on.

Yours sincerely, L/n Y/n.

It had a kiss mark at the bottom, "Me..?" He had a slight blush on his face now and he looked at you.

"Y-yeah..?" You gulps.

"Y-you like me..?" He tried to make sense of what was happening, "I-I.."

He gulped and looked at you then the letter then at you again.

"I..I don't know what to say." He mumbled.

"W-well its fine if you don't like m-me too.." Yoi sounded slightly upset..

"I like you too." He locked eyes with you.

Your blush appeared again, "You do..?”

He nodded, taking a step closer to you, that sent shivered down your spine, he was so close and you could smell his smelled his cologne.

"I always have," He mumbled, lifting his hand cupped your cheek.. "It's just that—"

Before he could finish you gently pressed the both of you guys’ lips together you kissed him and waited for him to respond.

He kissed back eventually and moved his hand to your hips pulling you closer and closer to him. You went on your tip toes and wrapped your arms around his neck.

After a couple of seconds that felt like minutes, you both pull away.. locking eyes he smiles at you and you smiled back at him.

You felt giddy, your heart beat slowing down.

"You taste like Candy, sweet candy." He muttered, it must have been what you ate earlier or it was the lipgloss you had on.

You looked at his lips and kissed him again, "Mhm." The both of you guys kissed and kissed till your and his lips were sore..

You looked at him, "I-I have a question.." you muttered quietly.

"Go on.." He said looking at you.

"W-what are we now..?" You asked looking a bit vulnerable, “I m-mean what do you think w-we are now a-after we kissed..”

He chuckled, “You mean make out..”

You blushed more, “H-hey you know what I mean..”

"Well what do you want us to be.?" He asked you, he wanted your to be your boyfriend and so did you.

"I-is us being boyfriend and girlfriend o-okay.. with you..?" You stumbled over your words.

He nodded. "Yeah boyfriend and girlfriend.." he took your hand.

"Our first kiss.. as boyfriend and girlfriend.." you mumbled.

"Yeah.." he smiled and squeezed your hand.

"Lets go.." he said, “I wanna walk you home..” he looks at you.

“Can walk you home..? Would you like that..”

You nod, blushing at the nickname, "I would indeed.. love that bae.." you smiled and tugged on his arm.

"Lets go.." you pulled him with you.

Now you guys walked out the school, holding hands not as friends but as new founded lovers.

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[hoonven]

Beautiful Creatures | Preview

❝We’re all beautiful creatures of the night, vampires and witches.❞

PAIRING! vampire!kim seonwoo x witch!female reader

GENRES! fluff, angst, vampire au, witch au, kinda strangers to lovers, second chance romance?, a sprinkle of forbidden love, reincarnation au

WORD COUNT! almost 3k

WARNINGS! mc is an orphan, physical violence, prejudiced behaviors from the town’s people, death, suicide? (this will make sense later), i think that’s it? lmk if i missed anything

SYNOPSIS! in the gloomy town of Eldritch Cove, a coven of witches resides deep in the marsh, never to make contact with outsiders, it's safer this way. But when a mysterious young man passes through town everything changes

AUTHOR’S NOTE! hi! please note that every setting and character in the story is of my own creation therefore i have copyright so please do not steal my ideas and claim them as your own! hope you enjoy the preview for my upcoming fic!

The fog clung low to the ground, swirling around your ankles as you moved carefully through the marsh, your basket half-filled with herbs. The air was heavy with the scent of wet earth and the distant hum of cicadas. The marsh was a place of silence and secrets, where even the wind dared not whisper too loudly.

Beside you, Winnifred, with her wild, curly red hair, bounded through the mist like a fox on the hunt, her bright green eyes gleaming with curiosity. She was the youngest in the coven, her energy and playfulness a stark contrast to your more cautious demeanor.

“Winnie, slow down. You’ll scare off the moonwort,” you called softly, your gaze scanning the ground for the pale silver leaves of the plant you and her sought.

Winnifred stopped mid-step, a mischievous smile spreading across her freckled face. “It’s not going anywhere, Y/N! The moonwort isn’t afraid of me. Look, I’ve already found some!” She darted forward, pulling up a clump of the shimmering herb with a triumphant grin, holding it up for you to see.

You sighed, though a smile tugged at the corners of your lips. “You’re lucky Mother isn’t here to see you uprooting the plants like that.”

Winnifred rolled her eyes. “Mother always says to respect the marsh, but I swear, sometimes I think it respects me more than I respect it.” She winked, dropping the moonwort into your basket.

As you reached down to gather your own handful, a sudden chill ran up your spine, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. The marsh grew eerily still, and the familiar sounds of insects and croaking frogs faded into silence. Something was different.

“Winnie,” you said, your voice barely a whisper. “Do you feel that?”

Winnifred straightened, her playful expression faltering as she glanced around. “Feel what?”

You couldn’t quite explain it, but the marsh—the very air around you—felt charged, like a storm about to break. There was a presence, something close, something ancient. Your heart quickened, though you didn’t know why.

Without a word, you rose to your feet, your eyes scanning the fog. Then, through the thick mist, you saw it: a figure standing at the edge of the marsh, half-hidden by the shadows of the trees. He stood unnaturally still, too still, like a predator waiting for its prey.

Winnifred saw him too. “Who’s that?” she whispered, her tone no longer playful.

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the man—tall, but not too tall, and draped in black clothing that seemed to blend into the surrounding mist. His hair was dark, his face pale against the shadowy backdrop. But it was his eyes—sharp, deep, and old, far older than the body they belonged to—that caught your breath. They were fixed on you, as though he had been waiting for this very moment.

Your heart pounded in your chest, a strange mix of fear and…something else. A flicker of recognition, though you had never seen him before in your life.

“Come on, let’s go,” Winnifred urged, tugging at your sleeve. “He’s giving me the creeps.”

You didn’t move, your gaze locked with his. Something in those eyes tugged at the edges of your memory, a sensation you couldn’t explain. The air between you felt electric, like the space itself was charged with something ancient, something that had always been there but just now revealed itself.

The man took a step forward, and you instinctively stepped back, your breath catching.

“Who are you?” you asked, your voice steadier than you felt.

For a moment, the man said nothing, his lips curving into the faintest hint of a smile, as though your question amused him. “I could ask you the same,” he replied, his voice mellifluous, smooth, and strangely familiar, like the echo of a dream you couldn’t quite place.

You frowned, confused. There was something unsettling in his presence, but there was also an undeniable pull, like a thread that connected you to him, a thread you didn’t know existed until now.

“I’m Y/N,” you said, unsure why you were compelled to answer at all.

“Y/N…” The way he said your name sent a shiver down your spine, as though he had spoken it a thousand times before. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“Again?” your confusion deepened. You had never seen him before in your life, and yet…there was that flicker of recognition, as though a part of you knew him, a part buried deep within you, hidden beneath layers of forgotten memories.

“Who are you?” you asked again, more insistent this time.

The man’s smile faded, replaced by something softer, almost melancholic. He stepped closer, his dark eyes never leaving yours. “I’ve been searching for you.”

Winnifred stepped in front of you, her red hair flaming in the dim light. “You need to stay back,” she warned, though her voice trembled. “We’re not afraid of you.”

The man’s gaze flicked briefly to Winnifred, then back to you, almost as if he hadn’t heard the younger witch’s warning. “I mean you no harm,” he said softly. “But we need to talk… do you—”

Your mind raced. Who was this stranger, and why did he speak to you as if you had known each other for lifetimes? The strange connection, the way your heart seemed to leap into your throat at the sight of him—none of it made sense.

But before you could ask another question, Winnifred grabbed your arm, pulling you back. “Y/N, let’s go. Now.”

The fog seemed to thicken as the tension in the air grew. You hesitated for a moment longer, staring into the man’s eyes. There was a sadness there, a longing that felt as old as the marsh itself, but something in you told you to trust your sister’s instincts. This was too much, too strange.

Without another word, you allowed Winnifred to pull you away, your heart pounding as you retreated into the mist. But even as you fled, you could still feel the man’s gaze on you, lingering like a shadow.

And somewhere deep within you, a memory stirred—faint, fleeting, but unmistakable.

As you and Winifred disappeared into the safety of the trees, the man remained still, his eyes fixed on the place where you had stood. He could feel it—the stirring of your power, the faintest glimmer of recognition in your eyes.

You didn’t remember him. Not yet.

But you would.

Soon.

The mist began to lift slightly as you and Winnifred made your way back through the winding paths of the marsh. The air was still heavy with moisture, and the twilight sky was slowly darkening, casting long shadows between the trees. Winnifred walked ahead, her pace faster than usual, her usually playful nature subdued as she kept glancing back at you.

You, for your part, were quiet, still shaken by the encounter but not afraid—more curious, unsettled by the strange man and the unexplainable pull you’d felt in his presence. You couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something familiar about him, though you didn't know what.

“Who do you think he was?” Winnifred asked, breaking the silence. Her voice was softer now, laced with worry. “He didn’t seem like just a normal person. Not from around here, that’s for sure.”

You shook your head, your brows furrowed. “I don’t know, Winnie. He wasn’t like anyone I’ve met before. There was something different about him.”

Winnifred chewed her lip thoughtfully, slowing her pace so she could walk beside you. “Different how?”

You hesitated, struggling to put your feelings into words. “He felt… familiar, but not in a way I can explain. Like I should know him, but I don’t.”

“Maybe he’s from another coven and he’s just passing through town?” Winnifred suggested, her eyes bright with curiosity.

“Maybe,” you murmured, but you didn’t believe that. There was something far older, far deeper in the way he had looked at you. Not just like someone passing through, but someone who had been searching for you.

Winnifred frowned, casting a sidelong glance at you. “He didn’t scare you, did he?”

You shook your head. “No, not really. But we don’t know him, and that makes him dangerous enough.” you didn’t want to admit how calm you had felt around the stranger, even as your instincts had warned you to stay away.

By the time you reached the large wooden cabin nestled deep within the marsh, the sun had dipped below the horizon. The soft glow of lanterns illuminated the windows, and the scent of sage and rosemary drifted from the porch, where dried herbs hung in bundles.

Winnifred opened the door first, her tension easing slightly as the familiar warmth of the home welcomed you both in. The sound of quiet conversation drifted from the kitchen, where your other sisters were likely preparing dinner, but it was Mother who stood in the hallway, her tall frame draped in a dark cloak as though she had been waiting for you.

Mother’s sharp eyes instantly fell on you two girls, her lips curving into a small, knowing smile. “You’re late,” she said, her voice calm but always carrying an undercurrent of authority. “I trust you found what you were looking for.”

“We did,” you answered, holding up your basket of herbs.

But Winnifred, ever eager to share news, didn’t wait another moment. “Mother, we saw someone in the marsh! A man! He was just standing there, staring at Y/N! He was strange! He had these dark clothes, and these weird eyes, and—”

The moment Winnifred said it, Mother’s smile faltered, her expression tightening as she fixed her gaze on you. “A man?” she repeated, her voice strained. “Where?”

“In the deeper part of the marsh,” you said cautiously. “Near the black pool. He didn’t try to harm us, but—”

Mother stepped forward, cutting you off with a sharp look. “And what did he look like, exactly?” Her voice, though controlled, had an edge to it that sent a cold shiver down your spine.

Winnifred, oblivious to the shift in mood, eagerly described him. “Average height, dark hair, pale skin. He was wearing black, and his eyes were kind of… intense. He looked like he knew Y/N, or something.”

At this, Mother’s expression grew even more severe. She stared hard at you, as though searching your face for some hidden truth. “And you didn’t recognize him?”

You shook your head, your stomach tightening. “No. But there was something strange about him. It didn’t feel like the first time I’d seen him, but I don’t know why.”

Mother’s lips thinned, and for a moment, you thought you saw fear flicker in her eyes—a rare and unsettling sight. But just as quickly as it appeared, Mother’s face smoothed into an unreadable mask. She turned away, busying herself with adjusting the herbs hanging by the doorway.

“I don’t like strangers wandering around the marsh,” Mother said, her voice clipped. “Especially not near the black pool. It’s a dangerous place.”

You narrowed your eyes slightly. “Mother, is something wrong? You’ve always said the marsh belongs to us. Why would anyone else be here?”

Mother turned to face you again, her expression unreadable. “The marsh is our home, yes, but it draws many things—creatures, spirits, people—things we can’t always control. You should be more careful. This man could be dangerous. We don’t know who he is, or what he wants.”

“But he didn’t feel dangerous,” you pressed, your instincts telling you there was more to this than Mother was letting on. “You seem upset.”

“I don’t like strangers here,” Mother repeated firmly, her voice closing off the conversation. She stepped forward, placing her hands on your shoulders, her touch firm but comforting. “Promise me you’ll stay away from him if you see him again. I don’t care who he is, or what he says. He doesn’t belong here.”

You searched your mother’s face, but all you saw was a hard resolve and a trace of something else—fear, or maybe something deeper. You nodded slowly, though you didn’t believe for a second that Mother was telling you the full truth. “I’ll be careful.”

“Good,” Mother said, releasing you and turning away. “Now, both of you get cleaned up for dinner.”

As Mother disappeared down the hallway, Winnifred leaned closer to you, her voice low. “That was weird, right? She seemed really upset.”

“Yeah,” you whispered back, your mind racing. “She’s hiding something. I don’t know what, but she knows more about that man than she’s letting on.”

Winnifred’s wide eyes were full of curiosity. “Do you think she’s met him before?”

You shook your head, but doubt gnawed at you. “I don’t know. But I intend to find out.”

As you made your way to the kitchen to join your sisters, you couldn’t shake the feeling that the encounter in the marsh was only the beginning of something much bigger. And whoever that man was, he had stirred something within you—something that even Mother couldn’t protect you from.

You had to know the truth.

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impress him

pairing: kindergarten teacher!sunoo x kindergarten teacher!y/n (she/her)

summary: Having a crush isn’t easy, especially when he has a naturally flirty personality. But luckily you have friend that has a great plan on how to impress your crush and get him to like you back.

words: 6.7k

story color: dark orange

warnings: mention of dead parents (very short and quick tho)

note: a little cute story for you :) I’m actually quite happy with how it turned out and I hope you like it too!!!!

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Sunoo.

You can’t remember when or how you developed a crush on him. It all happened quickly, like a train passing by on a rainy day. With one blink of your eyes, one beat of your heart, one breath in your lungs, suddenly all you could think about was him. Night and day, first thing when you wake up in the morning and last thing when you fall asleep late at night. Your mind is filled with him, his smile, his laugh, his eyes, his mouth.

And watching him right now sitting at a table with two of your other colleagues, laughing and talking, drives a knife right through your heart, twists it and leaves you bleeding.

Sunoo has always had a flirty personality, compliments flying left and right when you spend time with him. It’s part of him to wink at everyone after saying yet another flirty comment, or placing his hand on peoples’ shoulders when he laughs. And you know he never means it serious. That’s just the way he is, the way he always has been. But it bothers you, because you don’t know what it means when he does those things with you. You don’t know if he sees you as just a friend, or more. You don’t even know if he could ever consider you as anything more than what you already are.

“Maybe you should stop staring at him because it’s slowly getting creepy.”, Jungwon, another one of your colleagues and your closest friends, says with a teasing grin on his face. He knows about your crush, because while you succeed in hiding it from Sunoo, everyone else in your life has guessed it after just spending a few hours with you. “I still don’t get why you don’t just go and confess to him.”

“Because…”, you answer, a sigh escaping your lips as you divert your gaze away from your crush and look at your friend instead. “The possibility of him rejecting me is pretty high. And we work together, every single day. I don’t want it to get awkward or make him feel uncomfortable.”

“Did you ever think about the possibility of him returning your feelings?” A laugh bubbles out of your throat after your friends’ question. Of course, you have. You have thought about Sunoo liking you back, but you quickly threw those thoughts away. Never has he shown any signs of feeling the same thing. He has always treated you the way he treats everyone else as well, there is nothing special there. And yet you still get your hopes up every single time he looks at you.

“Yeah, no. Jungwon I don’t think he likes me back.” Your friend blows out a breath before taking his phone out, typing furiously. “What are you doing?”

“I am searching for something.” A few seconds pass with your friends’ eyes skipping over his phone, typing every now and then before scrolling again. You wait patiently, stabbing at the food on your plate every now and then, eyes drifting to a certain someone more times than you want to admit. It’s hard not to look at him, to get engrossed with him. He is so captivating, his beauty lighting up the whole room. He has a presence that shines brighter than the sun. “There you go.”

Jungwon lays his phone down on the table, turning it around so you can see the things he has typed down in his notes. “How to impress your crush. Really, Jungwon? This is what you wrote down for the past few minutes?”

“This is a good plan, Y/n. You want Sunoo to like you, don’t you?” You nod your head carefully, eyes flickering to said boy just to see him already looking at you. He shows you one of his bright smiles, before looking at the people sitting at his table again. “Then just follow these steps and I promise you, by the end of the month Sunoo is going to be madly in love with you.”

1. Learn your crushes interests

Breathe in, breathe out, you repeat to yourself as you enter the kindergarten you work in. Just breathe and everything will be alright. But as soon as you see Sunoo sitting at a table with two children, your mind already begins to panic again. Seeing Sunoo with little kids has never been easy to you, melting at the gentle way he was playing with them. The children look up to him, idolize him, obsess over him. You get them, honestly, because you aren’t any different.

Jungwon and you spent the last two days gathering information on Sunoos interests, thinking of any possible way of engaging in those interests, figuring out how to approach him without being too obvious.

Upon seeing you, a bright smile appears on the boy’s face. Sunoo makes a move to stand up, to greet you, but the small child in front of him pulls him down again, complaining about not being done playing the game with him. You just show him an understanding smile, before putting your things down and starting to prepare breakfast for the kids.

“You need help with that?”, you hear a voice behind you, startling you out of your thoughts. You look up to see Sunoo standing beside you, gentle smile on his face.

“Oh, yeah, sure. You can cut the carrots if you want to.” He nods happily, grabbing a knife and doing your assignments immediately. Your gaze shifts to him every now and then, your head spinning with possible topics to start a conversation between the two of you. But every time you open your mouth to say something, your body stops you and you end up biting the words on your tongue.

“You look really tired today.”, Sunoo says, breaking the silence between the two of you. “I don’t mean that in a mean way, you still look beautiful, Y/n. I just want to ask if everything’s okay?”

Your cheeks turn into a faded shade of crimson, and you have to tell yourself to keep calm, before answering his question. “Yeah, uhm, I’m fine. I just stayed up the whole night watching a K-Drama and didn’t get much sleep.”

“A K-Drama?” A gasp escapes the boys’ lips, and his wide eyes look excitedly into yours. You smile at him, mimicking his excitement. “I love K-Dramas. I always watch them; I mean there is not a day going by where I am not watching one. What did you watch yesterday?”

“I finished watching 21st century girl.” Another gasp leaves Sunoos’ lips and you can’t help the chuckle that escapes you this time, enjoying his reactions.

“How did you like it? I cried my eyes out when I first watched it. I mean, I always cry whenever I watch it.”

“Yeah, I cried too. That’s another reason why I couldn’t sleep last night. I just kept on thinking about it and whenever I did the tears just streamed down my face. I couldn’t even stop it anymore.” Sunoo laughs slightly, nodding his head at your words.

“Yeah, I get what you mean. I’ve been there too. Do you watch a lot of K-Dramas or is it something you recently started doing?” A bright smile lights up your face. He is asking you questions about yourself. He is actually showing interest in you. Maybe Jungwons’ plan wasn’t so bad after all.

“Honestly, I just started getting into it. I’m currently trying to get through all the ones available on Netflix and I am honestly starting to get obsessed. Like what are they putting into those shows to make them so addicting?”

“Yeah, right? It’s like once you started watching K-Dramas, you can’t escape them anymore.” Sunoo turns his body to you after cutting the last carrot, hip leaning against the counter. “If you want to, I can make you a list with good ones to watch. I think I am an expert at this point, judging by the number of dramas I watched so far.”

“Oh, yeah that would be so nice of you, Sunoo.”, you tell him honestly. Your eyes meet his for a second, but you can’t face him for a long time. He stands so close to you, eyes not leaving your face for a second. It makes you flustered, lets you feel exposed under his burning gaze. That’s the effect he has on you. It’s easy for him to get you flustered, make you a stuttering self-conscious mess.

“I will get to it as soon as I’m home, I promise.”

-

There is a process between you and Sunoo, it’s small, but it’s there. Every break the two of you sit together, talking about one of the dramas he recommended, gossiping about characters and philosophizing about the deeper meanings, the hidden messages. You laugh, you smile, you grow. But it is still not enough, not enough to confess, and not enough to know if he feels the same about you.

But luckily you overheard a conversation Sunoo had with one of the other colleagues, talking about foods, snacks, desserts. So, it really wasn’t a surprise that you showed up the next day with his favorite ice cream in your back.

“Is that mint chocolate ice cream?” You smile at Sunoos question, seeing that your plan succeeded. You turn around to him, ice cream still in your hand, cocking your head at the boy in front of you.

“Yeah. Why? Do you also like it?”

“Like it? That doesn’t even come close. I love it.” He shows you a bright smile, eyes gleaming like those of a little child in a toy shop. “I didn’t think I would meet another person that likes mint chocolate. Every single one of my friends hates it. They make fun of me all the time for eating it.”

“Doesn’t sound like your friends have taste, because mint chocolate is an amazing flavor.” Sunoo nods in agreement, softly laughing at your statement. “I guess I found myself a new person to share this ice cream with. I can never finish this whole bowl by myself.” Taking out two spoons, you reach your arm out to offer him one of them. He happily takes it, sitting down right beside you, so close you almost forget how to breathe for a few seconds.

“I guess I found myself a new favorite colleague.”

2. Engage in more conversations

You curse under your breath as you read Jungwons’ message telling you the next step of your plan. Until now Sunoo started almost all the conversations with you. It isn’t like you don’t want to talk to him, there is nothing you want more, you just don’t know how. As soon as you stand in front of him, looking into his beautiful eyes, hearing his breathtaking voice, your brain stops working, your mouth loses the ability to form sentences and your breath only comes in rapid hiccups. It’s embarrassing, awkward, humiliating. That’s why you have been avoiding starting any conversation, but there is no way around it anymore. If you really want him to like you, to be intrigued by you, you have to make more first steps. This being the first one.

“Y/n, you came” Sunoo exclaims as he sees you enter the apartment of one of his friends. Two days ago, you found out that Sunoo and Jungwon have a shared friend named Jake, and that said friend just moved into town a few days prior. Jake decided to throw a little party for him and his friends, asking them to invite them their friends as well. Jungwon immediately sent you a text, informing you of the party and asking you to tag along with him. At first you were opposed, not being the type to go to parties or even socialize with anyone that wasn’t in your close friend group, but when Jungwon told you that Sunoo was also going to be there, you immediately agreed to come with him.

“Hey Sunoo.” You ignore Jungwons teasing chuckle behind you at the crack of your voice and show Sunoo a charming smile instead. “You look great.”

“Thank you, Y/n, that’s so nice of you.” Sunoos’ smile turns your stomach around, shakes it and drops it to the floor. Fogginess covers your brain, and you have to blink a few times to make sure you don’t drift back into the awkwardness you adapt as a habit whenever Sunoo speaks to you. “How about I show you around a bit? Jake is busy trying to figure out how to open a Champagne bottle, so we have some time before he will want to meet you.”

You nod at him, smiling brightly, and nervously taking his outstretched hand. You almost forgot Jungwon was still standing behind you, but quickly get reminded as he gives you a small nudge in Sunoos’ direction, making you stumble forward. Giving Jungwon a stern, but yet slightly appreciative look for bringing your back into reality, you follow Sunoo around the apartment. He shows you the bedroom, the bathroom, living room, kitchen and lastly the balcony. It’s where the two of you stop, taking in the view of the bright stars in the night sky.

“I used to always watch the stars with my mom.”, you start speaking, gathering all your nerves before continuing with your story. “My mom was obsessed with stars, their alignments, their meanings. She would tell me about all the constellations. When my dad passed away, she would always tell me that he is up there now, in the stars. That he is the brightest star in the night sky, watching over us every single hour of the day, even when we can’t see him. I would spend hours staring up at the stars, talking to the brightest one thinking it was my dad. I told him about my day, my thoughts, my worries and dreams.” Sunoo listens to you attentively, eyes never leaving your face while yours are focused at the million little lights shining in the sky.

“I really thought it was real, you know. I still think so. Every now and then I still talk to him, to his star, and I tell him about my life.” You smile to yourself, searching for the star in the sky and when you find it, you can’t help the sigh of relief escaping your lips. “I believe it because when my mom passed away a few years later, a star appeared right beside the one of my dad. I like to think that it’s them, watching over me. That even death couldn’t bring them apart.”

“Wow.”, Sunoo says, eyes not being able to leave your face. He can’t help the emotions he is feeling, sadness, grief, compassion, admiration. “Thank you for sharing this beautiful story with me. And I believe so too.” Sunoo scoots a bit closer to you, following your gaze up into the sky. “I think they are watching over you right now and I think that they are proud of the person you became, proud of every single thing you achieved so far.”

You smile softly, swallowing the tears that threaten to fall down on your cheeks. “Thank you, Sunoo. God, this means so much to me.” But before any of you can say anything a voice calls out to Sunoo, asking him to come in again.

“Guess Jake needs my help. Sorry we have to cut this short, but I really enjoyed spending more time with you, Y/n. I feel like I learn something new about you every single day.”

-

“No, Dylan. It’s not nice to take away someone else’s toy. How would you feel if someone took away your teddy bear?” The little boy in front of you sniffles a few times, wiping his eyes as small little tears roll down his cheek. This was the fourth time that he was taking away other kids toys and no matter how often you tell him to stop it, trying to get him to understand that it hurts the other children when he does that, he never seems to understand it. And while you know such behavior is a call for attention, it still frustrates you to tell him the same thing over and over again.

“You wouldn’t like that as well, right? That’s why you shouldn’t do it to the other children here as well. They want to play with the toys just as much as you do.” The little boy seems to only cry harder as your words, and you feel the patience running out of your system. Watching the whole encounter from further away, Sunoo sees you struggling. He sees that you need help.

“Dylan, come here.” The little boy waddles over to Sunoo, taking a seat on the older boys’ lap, looking at him with his big doe eyes. “You know what happens when you take someone’s toy away?” The little boy shakes his head. “It hurts the other person’s feelings. You take away something that brought them a lot of joy, and for a moment you take that joy away. That isn’t nice, is it?”

Sunoo gently wipes away his tears, showing him a soft encouraging smile. “Next time instead of stealing a toy from somehow, how about you ask them if you can have that toy? And if they say no, you can either wait until they are done playing with that toy, or you can ask them if they have another toy you can play with until they are done. How does that sound? Is that a good compromise?” Dylan nods his head, a small smile appearing on the boy’s face. “Thank you for listening and thank you for agreeing to the compromise. You can go back to playing now.”

You shake your head as you step closer to Sunoo. It never fails to impress you just how good Sunoo is with kids, always knowing the right things to say, always having a solution to every problem. “How are you so good with kids? Do you have younger siblings? A niece? A nephew?”

Sunoo chuckles at your words, shrugging his shoulders. “Nope, I have an older sister. That’s it.” He stands up again, dusting off his pants. “I guess I’ve just always been good with kids. I always wanted to work with them, and of course have some when I’m older.”

“You are going to be an amazing dad.” Those words slip out of your mouth before you can stop them, and as soon as they are out in the open, you drop your head in your hands with a groan, too embarrassed to look at the boy in front of you.

“Hey, no need to be embarrassed about your words.” Sunoo lays a comforting hand on your shoulder, not knowing that his touch is making it worse for you. “I really appreciate your words. You don’t know how much they mean to me.”

You just nod at him, head still buried in your hands, waiting for the blood that rushed into your cheeks to fade again. “Y/n.”, he calls out your name, lifting your head with his fingers, so you can’t do anything but to look at him. “I think that you are going to be an amazing mother as well.”

3. Make them laugh

Humor hasn’t been your greatest strength so far. You have always been too awkward to perform a joke with confidence, to make the whole room laugh or even slightly snicker at things you say. Jungwon swears you are one of the funniest people he has ever met, you think that he is biased and that it doesn’t count since he is your close friend and Sunoo is your crush. You could never joke with Sunoo the way you do with him.

Jungwon also told you to maybe search up a few jokes you think Sunoo would like and drop them at a random- fitting- time. You emphasized that it wouldn’t end well, that you would turn the situation awkward, the way you always do. But Jungwon just said to be confident, to trust in yourself and the process you made so far with Sunoo. Easier said than done, because while you stand beside him in the kitchen of the kindergarten, preparing their lunch, you find no right way to tell any of the jokes you spent hours trying to remember the whole night.

“You want to hear a joke?” Stupid. That was definitely the worst approach for this. Straight up asking him wasn’t what you had in mind, not at all. You wanted to be smooth about it, waiting for the right time. But as the right time never came, you got nervous. And the more nervous you get, the more likely you forget every piece of information in your head, including the jokes.

“Sure, why not? I always like a good joke.”

“I can’t promise you it’s good. All I can tell you is that they made me chuckle.” Sunoo turns his body to you, a sign you learned that shows you he is putting all his attention on you. You take a deep breath, wiping your sweaty hands on your pants. “How do you make an eggroll? You push it.”

Silence. Gruesome silence fills the space for a few seconds, and you know this was it. You just ripped apart the small chance you had with Sunoo, with one joke. Everything you worked on for the past weeks, you just tossed out of the window in not even ten seconds. You make yourself ready to dig a grave and bury yourself deep in it, never ever showing your face to anyone again. But before you can do that, a laugh tumbles out of the boy’s throat. An actual laugh, and it grows the more time passes. All you can do is watch him with wide eyes and mouth hung open.

Sunoo holds his stomach, wiping his eyes as he still laughs at your joke. “That was the worst joke I’ve ever heard.” He still lets out a few giggles, tipping his head back. Sunoo takes a few breaths, trying to calm himself down before facing you again. “Please tell me you have more of those jokes.”

You nod at him, still not processing the scene in front of you. But when you realize Sunoo is watching you with expecting eyes, you snap yourself out of your haze, telling him another joke you learned. “What do lawyers wear to court? Lawsuits.” And yet again the boy in front of you breaks out into another fit of laughter, but this time you join in, slightly chuckling at your own joke.

-

It has become a thing between the two of you. Whenever Sunoo needed to hear a joke, he would ask you to tell him one and proceed to laugh at it just the way he did the first time. Your confidence grew the more jokes you told, getting bolder and bolder with them. And Sunoo seems to love it, since he searches for you more often the past few days.

“I had the worst day.”, he says after the last parent left the kindergarten with their child. “First of all, I overslept today, and came way too late as you probably noticed. Then, as a punishment I got assigned to clean pretty much everything, but guess what, three children decided to throw up today and I had to clean it up. And to top that, I just got into an argument with a parent, because apparently their child isn’t getting educated probably in this kindergarten? Like excuse me, we are a kindergarten not a school. Your children aren’t here to learn math or geometry, they are here to play, make friends and prepare themselves for school.”

Sunoo drops his head on your shoulder. He has also been getting bolder when it comes to initiating physical touch with you. He is a very touchy person, you’ve seen it with his other friends, but noticing that he is adapting those same habits with you only shows you the progress you have been making. “I really, really need to hear one of your jokes right now.”

You smile at him, softly patting his head, but putting your hand down quickly after again. You have to hold yourself back from not engaging in those small touches, not wanting to overwhelm him or overstep any of his boundaries. “Okay, let me think about one.” Sunoo lifts his head again, looking at you with waiting eyes. “Why didn’t Han Solo enjoy his steak dinner? It was Chewie.”

And this moment right there, this short, sweet moment, is your favorite part. The moment when you can hear the soft sound of Sunoos’ laughter, the sweet melody filling your ears, warming you with the soft touch of joy. You can’t get enough of his laughter, wanting to hear it every single second of the day.

“How can you get better with every joke you are telling?”, he speaks between laughter, shaking his head in disbelief. “Oh, Y/n, you really do make my days so much better.”

4. Make subtle hints

After all those weeks, engaging into more conversations with Sunoo, getting to know him more and making him laugh countless times, you feel a lot more confident about the next step than you thought you would. Making hints, showing him, you are interested in him, doesn’t seem so frightening anymore. It suddenly seems so easy, as if you have been doing it all along already.

“I told you that you can do it.”, Jungwon exclaims, a bit too loudly, catching the looks of a few people around you in the small café the two of you decided to meet up. “I told you the list was going to work.”

“Hold your horses.”, you say, shaking your head at the boy in front of you. “Yes, we did grow closer, but nothing happened as well. I still don’t know if Sunoo likes me, or if he just thinks we are friends. I can’t be sure until he has told me.”

“You can be so stupid sometimes.” You frown at the words of your friend, not knowing what he means with that statement. “Come on, everyone can see from miles away how Sunoo is pinning over you. It’s extremely obvious.”

“You are reaching with that, Jungwon.” You can’t help but roll your eyes at him. Normally you appreciate Jungwon for feeding into your delusions, supporting your wishes, and routing for you and Sunoo, but with the real progress you made lately, this isn’t something you want to hear anymore. You want the truth, the honest truth. You don’t want the mindless support anymore; you want him to keep it real with you. “If he likes me back, I would have noticed that by now. And I haven’t. He isn’t even showing me any signs. Sunoo is treating me like he is treating his close friends.”

“You are so blind.” Ignoring that last comment, you take a bite of your cake, sighing at the familiar taste. “I still wish you luck with this step, Y/n. Let’s pray and hope you won’t embarrass yourself too much and ruin the chance you have with him.”

-

Sunoo smiles at you as he watches you enter the room again after leaving to put a band aid on a girl’s finger. It’s a Friday afternoon, twenty minutes before the parents are going to pick up their children. And you think it’s the perfect time to shoot your shot, to make the first move subtly hinting your crush to Sunoo.

“What are your plans for this fine Friday afternoon?”, you ask Sunoo as you both start packing your bags, ready to head home. “I planned on spending the night on the couch, watch one of the dramas you recommended to me earlier and enjoy a nice bowl of mint chocolate ice cream. And I thought that maybe you would like to join me?” Your heart is racing faster than a car on the highway, ringing loudly through your ears.

“That sounds like an amazing plan to spend the night.”, Sunoo says and for a moment you think he will take up on your offer, but when you see the sad smile on his face, you brace yourself for rejection. “I would love nothing more than to join you tonight, but I promised Jake I would hang out with him tonight. Him and his girlfriend broke up recently and he really needs some distraction.”

“Oh.”, you say, nodding your head at him. “Yeah, no, I totally understand that. I hope Jake feels better soon. You are a great friend for being there for him in such a time.”

Sunoo sighs at your words, ruffling his hair softly. “How about we do that next weekend? I am free then.”

“Next weekend? Yeah, of course. We can do that.” Hope fills your veins again, spreading through your whole body. And you forget the disappointment that lingered inside you just a moment ago.

“Great. Then that’s a date.”

-

Sitting beside Sunoo on your couch, in your apartment, in front of your tv, is definitely something that will take you a while to get used to. It’s so foreign seeing him in sweatpants, his hair falling softly onto his forehead and his face rid of any makeup. You swallow the lump in your throat and force your gaze away from him and back to the drama on the tv.

“God, they are so cute.”, Sunoo says after a while, watching the couple in the drama hold hands for the first time, shy and flustered. “This is the kind of love I want; you know? It’s so sweet and innocent. It’s so pure.”

You smile at his words, nodding your head softly, agreeing with his statement. “Yeah, me too. I love how soft dramas portray love. It’s so different from American dramas.”

“Yeah, I agree.” Sunoos’ eyes are trained to the tv, immersed into every single detail, not wanting to miss even a second. “This is the kind of love I want to give as well. I know I’m capable of this, but I just have to find the right person.”

“I think you would be an amazing boyfriend.”, you tell him, honestly. “The person who will call you their boyfriend in the future will be the luckiest person on this planet to have scored someone so kind and compassionate as you. Everyone deserves a Sunoo in their lives.” This is probably the boldest thing you said to him. And you are not sure where it came from, how you got the confidence to say what you said. But Sunoo seems to appreciate your words, showing you the softest, sweetest, smile he has ever given you. And you swear, you even see a faint hint of blush on his cheeks.

5. Be yourself

Be yourself.

Be yourself.

Be yourself.

You keep on repeating to yourself. This has to be the hardest step yet. You don’t know how to be yourself. You don’t even know how you are if you are being honest with yourself.

You don’t know how you want to live, how to find your flaws and your strengths, how to build up a security in yourself. How can you be yourself when you don’t even know yourself? Does Sunoo know who you are? You have been getting closer, opened up to each other, shared secrets in the whisper of the night, wishes as the gloomy sun filled up the sky with its light. But does he know you? Does he know what you are, who you are, where you are?

How can he know it when you don’t?

It’s been bothering you, day and night, robbing you from your sleep and stealing your appetite. You can’t stop thinking, obsessing. But no matter how much time you invest into thinking, you never seem to be getting an answer.

But spending so much time thinking also meant you started distancing yourself. Especially from Sunoo. You don’t know how you can engage in the last step, to ask him out, if you don’t know the simple answer to who you are. You think that Sunoo deserves a securer version of you, the person who knows what she wants, knows where her strengths lie. He doesn’t deserve the insecure, overthinking version of yourself that you are right now. So, you thought it would be for the best if you just distanced yourself from him, at least until you figured everything out.

But Sunoo doesn’t like that at all. He started worrying about you, but every time he tried asking you, you dodged him. And while he wants to give you your space, he can’t stop himself from worrying even more. Has he done something wrong? Did he say anything, do anything, that hurt you, that made you distance yourself from him?

He can’t take it anymore. He can’t keep watching you from a distance, hoping you would just tell him what’s wrong. He needs answers, and he needs them now. So, when the last parent leaves, Sunoo grabs your arm and pulls you into the break room.

“I know you probably need your space right now and the last thing you want is to talk to me, but I can’t take this anymore. Can you please just tell me what I did wrong for you to completely pull away from me? Did I hurt you?”

“Oh, God, Sunoo. No, you didn’t.” You shake your head hastily. When you started taking some space from Sunoo, all you thought about was getting a clear mind space first, getting answers before confessing to him. But you never thought of how Sunoo might feel. It didn’t cross your mind once that he could think it is his fault, that he would care so much. “Please don’t worry. This has nothing to do with you. I’m just not in the right mind, and I have a lot to think about.”

“Well, but it feels like it has to do with me, because you are normal with everyone else. You talk to all the colleagues the way you normally do, but it is me that you act different with.” You sigh as you hear his words, not ready for this conversation. This is the last thing you wanted to do today, not prepared for what is about to come. You didn’t think of the right words, the heartfelt message, the longing feelings.

“I can’t talk about this right now, Sunoo. If you just give me a bit more time, a few more days, then we can talk about all this.” But Sunoo isn’t listening to you, he just shakes his head, a long sigh slipping past the boy’s lips.

“But I can’t wait a few more days, Y/n. It’s already been days. I want to know now. It’s keeping me up at night, it’s driving me crazy. It hurts my heart just thinking about the possibility that I might have hurt you, drove you away. Please, just tell me. Whatever it is, I swear we can fix this. You have become such an important person in my life, I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you, Y/n.”

“I like you.” The words tumble out of your mouth before you can stop them. “I like you, Sunoo. I have for a while now. And I was trying to think of a way to confess to you, a way to find myself, to give you the best version of myself.”

“That’s it?”, Sunoo chuckles, shoulders lifting, and face overcome with amusement. “That’s why you have been avoiding me?” You nod your head carefully, scared of his next words. “I knew, Y/n. I’ve known it for a while now.”

“You knew?”, you ask him, eyes bulging out of your head.

“Yeah, I mean you haven’t been subtle about it. Especially lately. Don’t think I didn’t notice you picking up my interests, talking more to me and flirting with me.” You look to the floor, embarrassment evident on your face. This is it, your end, your misery. This is the part where you will get the rejection of your life. This is the part where you have to quit your job, because you will never be able to face Sunoo ever again in your life. You wait for it. You wait for the bomb to drop on you, to rip open your heart, to put a knife in it and twist it until it bleeds out. But it never comes. The bomb never explodes, and the knife never enters your heart. “I mean why else do you think I have been flirting back, engaging in all your little tries?”

“What?” Is all that leaves your mouth.

“Yeah, I like you back, Y/n. I have for the longest time. And I was so happy when you showed interest in me. I was always too shy to make a move on you, scared you would reject me. But when you started staring at me more, and when I noticed how you completely changed how you approach me, I knew that you like me back. That’s why I have been so bold as well. I thought that if I touch you more, or invite you to more hangouts, you will get the hints, but apparently that didn’t work out as planned.”

“You like me back?”

Sunoo laughs at your words, nodding his head and gently taking one of your hands in his, giving it a soft squeeze. “Yes, I like you back.” You just stare at him, not believing the words leaving his mouth. You followed this whole plan, for weeks, just to find out that Sunoo liked you all along. It’s almost funny, and you almost laugh at how absurd this all his. But you don’t because you remember that you still haven’t really said anything to him. “Aren’t you going to ask me out?”

“Yes, sorry, yes. I’m sorry, I’m still processing your words.” Taking a few breaths, you can’t fight the smile on your lips as you look at your intertwined hands. “Sunoo, would you like to go on an official date with me?”

“It would be my pleasure.”

Bonus

“I still can’t believe the two of you actually ended up with each other. I still remember Sunoo going on and on about his crush on Y/n.”, Jake says, making you all laugh softly at his words.

“I always knew.”, Jungwon turns in, making you look at him with confusion in your eyes. “I saw the way they looked at each other when the other one wasn’t watching, and I just knew they liked each other. And I overheard Sunoo talking to Jake about his crush on Y/n.”

“Wait, what?”, you exclaim, voice raising in more confusion. “You knew this the whole time? You knew Sunoo liked me and you didn’t tell me? You knew he liked me, and you still let me follow that stupid five step plan that YOU made for me?”

“Yep.”, Jungwon proudly says, showing you one of his wide grins.

“But why?”

“Wouldn’t it have been too easy if I just told you? I wanted to see you try, see you get out of your comfort zone. And I also wanted to have my own fun and believe me when I say I thoroughly enjoyed watching you get frustrated over every single little thing you said to Sunoo.” You gape at your friend, not believing the absurdity of this situation. But before you can complain to him, voice your anger at your friend’s disappointment in your suffering, he speaks up again. “But it worked, didn’t it? It took you longer, but it still worked out in the end.”

And you can’t disagree with him. Because it did work out. And you know it every single time you look at the boy who’s holding you in his arms. You know it from one single look that it worked out, that it was meant to be. And he knows it too, feels to, sees it every day.

It’s the kind of love he always wanted, the kind of love he dreamt of having, the kind of love he sees in all the dramas he watches. And now he has it. Now he has finally found his one person, the one person he always talked about.

He has found his soulmate, his love, his forever. Just like in the dramas. Only that it is so much better.

[hyunjinners]

✧:･ﾟSandwiches → Kim Sunoo 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˚₊· ꒰🥪꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Sunoo likes to eat good sandwiches, but only the ones made by her best friend, but what happens when she's making them for another boy?

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Kim Sunoo x fem!reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊lots of cuteness, jealousy, schoolgirl au, friends in love, Sunoo really wants Y/n only for himself.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊none

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊2,1k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊I'm following the enha again, so I thought nothing better than doing a chapter about my bias :)

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

WHEN you ask anyone what food reminds them of their childhood, they will automatically remember something made by their grandparents or even their parents.

However, for Sunoo, when he talks about any food that reminds him of his childhood, he would instantly remember his best friend.

Y/n has always been an independent child, being that typical child who is praised for being so mature and has high expectations of being an incredible adult.

During elementary school, her parents worked full time and often weren't even able to take her to and from school. Thanks to this, she was kind of forced to mature prematurely, learning to take care of herself quickly.

So, from the age of eight, every single day she was responsible for making her own snack. Of course, for a child she had her limitations, so her mother made lunch.

All the elementary students were enchanted by their independence and had Y/n as the most mature figure in the school, earning daily praise from her classmates.

And this popularity quickly reached the ears of Sunoo, Y/n's childhood best friend. They had known each other since birth, complementing each other and never really being apart from each other for long. Their parents thought this was really cute, so they nurtured this friendship by allowing them to see each other even outside of school.

Sunoo was proud that his best friend was so popular and strong, saying with conviction wherever he went that she was the best friend of all and that he was very lucky to have her. As time went by, she decided to please Sunoo by making snacks for him too and he felt extremely special for being the only one who ate the snacks made by Y/n.

Time passed and Y/n continued to improve her culinary skills and when they were in high school, she knew how to make the most varied foods and was proud of it. One time she even had lunch at her house and invited Sunoo. He swore he had never smiled so much in one day.

Even though she is extremely talented in the kitchen, Sunoo's favorite dish is still the delicious and simple sandwiches she has made since she was little. He felt as if they had a special bond, as if that simple meal strengthened the bonds between Sunoo and Y/n.

And today was no different. Lunch time finally arrived and Sunoo eagerly left the classroom and practically ran down the hall after Y/n. Unfortunately they didn't have many classes together, but at least they had a whole break to talk about anything and everything.

He thoroughly searched the entire length of the school yard, a place where they usually met to eat together, but he couldn't find her anywhere. He inspected the place one last time and went to look in other areas of the school where she was usually located.

After a while, he noticed that the break was almost over. Sighing in disappointment, he walks to the cafeteria so he can at least eat something before the day ends.

❪ 🥪 ❫

The sun was almost setting when Y/n was anxiously waiting for Sunoo at the school gates. Looking at the students leaving, she finally spotted Sunoo and waved at him happily with both arms, being greeted by a warm smile coming from him.

─── Where have you been? I looked for you at lunch, but I couldn't find you anywhere.

Sunoo speaks in a fake disappointed tone, looking her up and down.

─── oh my God! I completely forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. Mrs. Choi assigned me to tutor a boy in my class, so we stayed late in the library. I ended up losing track of time and when I went to notice the break it was already over.

She explains herself as they walk to their homes side by side.

─── Ah, if that's the case... Then it's okay, I forgive you. But please don't ever do that to me again, if I have to eat cafeteria food one more time I swear I'll hunt for worms on the patio floor.

Y/n makes a disgusted face and lightly hits Sunoo on the shoulder.

─── ew! No need to exaggerate, right?

She laughs at Sunoo's exaggeration and he responds with his usual mocking eye roll.

─── Will you be at the library tomorrow too?

─── oh yes. Classes will only last for two more days.

❪ 🥪 ❫

Said and done, the next day, Sunoo wasted no time and ran to the library. The fact that he hadn't had lunch with her the day before left him frustrated, but at least now he could catch up on all the gossip he heard in the hallways and talk about events in his classroom.

He approaches the table where Y/n is happily sitting, but his smile gradually drops when he sees who is sitting next to her.

Lee Joonho.

Why just him?

Lee Joonho is another one of the classmates who grew up together with Sunoo and Y/n. The problem is that he had a crush on Y/n since elementary school. Sunoo still remembers the time Joonho called him to ask if he could give Y/n's number, as he was interested in her. He still remembers the desire to squeeze Joonho's neck.

As he denied Joonho's request, the two never really understood each other again, forming a feeling of mutual hatred. Just imagining what Joonho was thinking when he was alone with you inside the library made Sunoo's blood boil with anger. I mean, he's also a man, so he has an idea of what's going on in other people's heads.

Having no idea what's going on, Y/n smiles happily as she sees Sunoo approaching, but she barely notices the discomfort evident on his face.

─── I'm glad you're here, Sunoo! I think you probably already know Joonho, so I don't think it's necessary to introduce them, right?

Sunoo sits right in front of them, staring deadly at Joonho, who just returns the look.

─── Yes, I know.

With a sinister smile, Joonho feigns affinity by responding in a forced tone of sympathy.

─── I think it's cute that you're still friends after so long. I really thought you guys would stop talking to each other in high school.

He rests his hand on Y/n's shoulder, affectionately stroking the area, but she doesn't seem to feel discomfort or really understand the real intentions behind that touch.

Sunoo closes his fists, pressing the sides of the chair where he is sitting. He wanted to hide his anger just to not make Y/n uncomfortable, but it was really hard not to make it obvious.

Who does he think he is? And why is he so close? Did he come to study or take advantage of sweet and affectionate girls?

Despite the anger in his thoughts, he tries to appear as calm as possible.

─── I think we like each other too much to just stay away.

Sunoo responds sarcastically, almost happy to feel victorious when he sees the anger behind Joonho's eyes.

─── right, boys. What do you think we eat now? That's why you came here, isn't it, Sunoo?

Sunoo's gaze softens as it rests on Y/n's cheerful figure. He nods and adjusts his posture so he can eat properly.

Taking the sandwiches from inside her cooler bag, Y/n takes out the sandwiches and Sunoo couldn't help but notice that she didn't make one more for Joonho. He smiles victoriously, gratefully taking the sandwich Y/n handed him, delighting in the first bite he took.

Sunoo's breath hitches in his throat when he sees her breaking the sandwich and giving the other half to Joonho. He starts coughing, almost choking, and doesn't miss his opponent's discreet smile.

─── Oh my God! Sunnie, are you okay?

His stomach might actually turn in a good way when he hears the old, gentle nickname she affectionately calls him, but the surprise at seeing her share the sandwich with that little piece of shit overcame any and all feelings.

Y/n grabs her water bottle, sharing the contents with Sunoo, worried in case he seriously chokes. He drinks the water quickly, and he definitely doesn't know whether the shortness of breath he feels is because of his surprise or because he drank the water so quickly that he barely had time to breathe.

─── Do you feel better?

At this point in the championship, Y/n came around the table, gently patting Sunoo on the back in a somewhat futile attempt to help him. Sunoo just stares at her with wide surprised eyes, then he stands up and grabs her hand.

─── we need to talk. Now.

─── but-

With no room for further complaints, he pulls her outside the library, a little flustered, but maintaining his usual gentle touch.

─── Look, you- you can only…

He runs a hand through his hair completely nervously, standing in front of her with his head down. He can swear it must feel like a bit at this point, so he takes a deep breath to try and calm himself.

─── why did you do that?

─── hmm? Sunoo… I don't understand anything. Are you well?

Her face is clearly filled with confusion and only now does he realize that maybe, just maybe, he had exaggerated a little. He wanted to hit himself right now.

─── Look, I'm sorry, but... who does that little shit think he is? First, he clearly arranged to take these extra classes with you, since obviously the teacher would ask you to explain the material to him because, obviously, You are the smartest and sweetest girl this school has, as well as being very understanding.

Sunoo raises her voice a little, not really caring about it right now. In fact, he wasn't rational at all right now.

─── and now, I am simply forced to see you sharing the sandwich that we always eat together with him? I mean, I know this sounds stupid, but to me it's not. This is very special to me. You are special to me, and so much! So he has no right to steal this from me.

The fast pace of Sunoo's voice matches your heartbeat. His thoughts were racing and he made every effort to think straight about what he said. When he finished speaking, his breathing was completely unregulated.

Once again in that short period of time, Sunoo is caught off guard by his own actions and words, embarrassment taking him over.

─── Are you… are you done, Sunoo?

He doesn't respond, just looking away embarrassed. Gently, she holds Sunoo's hand with one hand and rests the other on his cheek. Leaning forward a little and placing herself on tiptoe, she places a tender kiss on his cheek.

─── you don't have to be like this just because I shared a sandwich with him. But, if it's any consolation, he would never be able to fill the important role you play in my life, Sunoo. You are the only one for me.

He looks at her in amazement, feeling the phantom touch of the kiss that was just left on his cheek.

───… friends shouldn't say things like that to each other, Y/n.

For a second, he could see a flash of disappointment in her eyes. But then he smiles his usual radiant and contagious smile, returning the affectionate touch on her cheek.

─── but particularly? I don't want us to be just friends. I want to be able to love you the right way, the way I always did.

He wraps his arms around her, where she comfortably rests her head on his chest.

─── so let's make it happen.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛original by: @hyunjinners . like × reblog .❜ɞ

[junislqve]

── 𝐇UGGING HIM TO SEE WHAT HE DOES

𝐒. how the members react to you randomly hugging them

( 𝒘ordcount ) 365 — pairings ot7 x reader content fluff petnames not proofread ⋆ 𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗨𝗘

🫧 erm this is like my last stock since 2 weeks ago.. i will write more trust .. PLS REBLOG if you enjoyed.

LEE HEESEUNG — would hug you back, his tall figure engulfing you in warmth, “what’s wrong, pretty?” he would whisper to you in the softest voice. would stay in the hug for so long not letting go until you let go.

PARK JONGSEONG — he’d hang his arms on your waist, pulling you closer. his hand caressing your hair and pressing your head to lay on his neck, “miss you too, baby” he would bury his head on your hair, closing his eyes and letting you hug him for however long.

SIM JAEYUN — his clingy nature loves physical touch, so he would hug you even tighter and continue talking to you about what he was doing an hour ago. his hands going under your shirt and rubbing smooth circles on your skin. “we should do this more often,” he chuckles softly, when you look up at him.

PARK SUNGHOON — would tap the back of your thigh with his hands so you’d jump and let him carry you as you hug him. “you could just tell me if you’re tired you know,” he jokes, but definitely loves you being clingy to him.

KIM SUNOO — hugs you back while patting your head. smiling to himself from how cute you were being currently, clinging to him like your life depended on him, “you’re so adorable” he would say, pressing a soft kiss on your shoulder.

YANG JUNGWON — would be surprised at first when you hug him out of nowhere, but his reflexs would start working as he lets you hug him tight. his hands going around to hold your hips, “cute” would slip out of his mouth as he watches you get more comfy burying your head more.

NISHIMURA RIKI — would act smug, you being clingy with him was rare after all. but then as you kept holding him in that way with your body visibly relaxing into him he got more flustered, “if this is your way of trying to get me to buy you boba, it’s working,” he mumbles, clearing his throat as he looks away, his hands pulling you closer by your neck. even if he begs to differ, his ears were tinted a shade of red.

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[chiumii]

take control ~ sunoo x reader

ଓ ⋆˙⊹ [ 선우 ] ☆ in which you're being a brat towards your boyfriend, telling him how you can top him so easily and make him beg for you. sunoo, being the sweet boyfriend he is- accepts your challenge. he finds it adorable how dedicated you are to make your normally dominant boyfriend submit to you, so it surprises him when he actually finds himself squirming underneath your hips while begging to cum.

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switch/sub! sunoo x switch/dom! reader . cowgirl , face grabbing , degrading , praise , name calling , orgasm denial , oral , hand job , mommy kink , ive never written the reader to be anything other than submissive so pls be NICE. not proof read

"no baby , I really don't think you can" sunoo says to you , a small scoff leaving his lips as he picks up the remote to the TV and switching between channels , attempting to find something to watch for the night. you're standing in the hallway facing the couch sunoo sits on , watching him with a pout on your lips and your arms across your chest.

"I bet I can , you're just too pussy to let me try." sunoo's eyes snap over to your figure , beginning to get pissed off at your bratty attitude.

"y/n, sweetheart, there is no way you'll be able to dominate be baby. you can't even ride me for five seconds before you give up and let me take control. so how about you knock that attitude off or i'll fuck it out of you." his voice is demanding, but you stand your ground anyways , eyeballing your boyfriend from across the room

"you just don't want me to prove you wrong. I bet I can make you beg for me to let you cum." sunoo chokes to your words, a laugh following at your bold statement. he looks at you, his eyes questioning your dedicated attitude.

you two have tried this before, multiple times actually. the end result is always the same;

you ride him , get too tired , beg him to take control , he fucks you absolutely braindead for even thinking you have the slightest chance to be dominant , you submit to him.

He chuckles at your determination, tossing the remote on the coffee table before leaning back into the couch on his palms, racking his eyes down your figure now moving to the center of the living room. he finds your determination so fucking cute; he tongues his cheek before speaking.

"if you manage to make me beg and submit to you; I'll let you fuck me as much as you want , for as long as you want , and do whatever you want. how about that sweet heart?" you bubble in excitement , nodding your head up and down with the biggest smile on your face.

you walk over to him , standing in front of his spread legs. sunoo looks up at you his eyes half-lidded and clouded with lust. he tongues his cheek and raises his eyebrows- challenging you.

within a fraction of a second , your entire demeanor shifts. your body lowers, sitting down on your knees so you're looking up at your boyfriend , perched between his legs. your hands find their way to his belt , undoing it with a click.

you slide his belt off of him all while maintaining eye contact. you unbutton and unzip his jeans , sliding them down his legs and below his ankles, throwing them across the room without looking away.

your eyes shift and are now looking down at his boxers , his dick soft. you almost pout at the sight , feeling disappoint wash over you.

he wasn't turned on at your dominating demeanor, but you're determined to change that.

you raise your hands to palm at him through his boxers , taking sunoo by surprise. he hisses under your hand quietly, a chuckle falling from his lips right after.

the way your familiar palm moves against his clothed cock makes him feel hot , his dick quickly hardening at the feeling of your hand.

"hmm" you hum at the tent forming in his boxers , pride overwhelming your senses. before his cock can fully grow , you remove your palm, earning sunoo's eyes to snap down into yours.

you begin sliding his boxers down his legs, tauntingly slow. his half-hard cock springs out, his tip a pretty pink which compliments the rest of his pale shaft. you take him into your hand again, your manicured fingers working up and down to pump his dick.

he groans at your touch, your thumb coming up to the slit of his dick to play with his sensitive tip. your fingers smear is pearly precum , using it as lubericant to easily jerk him off.

you pump his shaft slowly, feeling each individual vein under your fingertips as you play with him.

you bring your mouth to the head of his dick, kitten licking his tip softly. sunoo moans at the warmth of your tongue, adjusting his body to get more comfortable as you take his tip into your mouth.

you swirl your tongue around his bulbous tip, hollowing out your cheeks while you just barely begin to bob your head . his tip is sensitive as it begins twitching in your mouth.

you decide to take him deeper , your cheeks remain hollowed as you start sucking him off while pretty moans dance off of his tongue. the way he sounds is so fucking angelic, you feel yourself getting unbelievably wet , your heat pooling in your panties.

you swallow around his girth , making him buck his hips into you. your throat contracts around sunoo's dick and you hum , vibrations traveling from the back of your straight into his cock, making him moan louder than before. he throws his head back and grinds his hips into your face, making you deep throat him.

your eyes begin to water , but that doesn't stop you. one of your hands move to his balls , playing with them.

the way your hand grips his balls while you take him deep into his throat , your tongue rubbing up against his sensitive vein on the underside of his dick all makes him feel overwhelmed. sunoo's hand comes to the back of your head , gripping a handful of hair and forcing you down onto him further to where you choke around his length, tears falling down your cheeks while you breathe in through your nose .

"f-fuck baby, m' gonna cum. just like that pretty, take my cock" you feel anger at his words. you were the one who was supposed to talk him through it , you were supposed to be the one dominating him.

you look up at him through your eyelashes , his Adams apple bobbing up and down as he swallows his groans.

you feel his dick twitch in his mouth, his balls contracting under your fingers and just before he can finish down your throat

you rips his hand from your hair and detach from his dick with a wet pop.

you stand up off your knees, sunoo's eyes flinging open and meeting with yours looking down at him. his shoulders heave up and down, his eyes holding an emotion of disbelief.

"I-i was so close , baby" he whines in shock. you coo at his words , leaning down to his level and grabbing his cheeks roughly in your hands.

"you wanna cum baby? wanna cum for me sweet?" he doesn't say anything , he doesn't even move as your free hand comes to his hard cock , one of your fingers rubbing up against the slit of his tip. he hisses under your touch , a whine leaving his mouth as you toy with him.

"hmm, so sensitive" your eyes move down to look at his dick, precum leaking from his head mixed with your saliva runs down his dick and balls to coat the couch under him.

"aww , look at the mess you made love" you coo at him once more.

his eyes look down to look at the mess below you. his eyes widen once more , not understanding how and why the fuck you're acting like this - but not quite complaining.

you let go of his face and quickly strip yourself from the shirt you're wearing , your soaked underwear following right after .

sunoo watches your actions in amusement , his face red with small hints of embarrassment. you look at him before roughly grabbing his hair , forcing his head back as you begin to sit on his lap.

he groans under you, a smirk on his lips while you crawl on top of him. your free hand grabs his dick and aligns it with your pulsating, wet pussy, his tip pressing up against you.

sunoo's hushed moan rings in your ears as you make eye contact, your hand still tangled in his hair. you lean down so your face hovers right above his , your lips touching but not quite in a kiss.

your breath fans his face as you speak, your eyes low.

"how bad do you want it pretty?" you ask him in a low voice. it takes sunoo a moment, a battle going on in his mind before speaking.

"so bad.." he speaks shamefully, his eyes not leaving yours. you smile, but its not enough.

"beg for it." you demand , but much to your avail , he doesn't comply.

"god you're so fucking cute,,, but im gonna have to politely decline" its his turn to smirk. just before he thinks he's won, your hips slam down onto his cock, your ass bouncing as you make contact with his thighs.

"oh good god fuck-" sunoo groans underneath you. your hand doesn't leave his hair as his eyes fling closed, his hands coming to your hips in order to grip you tightly.

you don't move , not even an inch.

your lover feels your walls convulse around him, fluttering so prettily as you sit on his shaft.

small groans leave his lips in protest, but not quite forming words.

his hips attempt to rut into yours, but you keep your ground , forcing your body to stay on his.

he starts squirming instead , his hands trying to get you to move, so you do.

your hips grind into him painfully slow , but not enough to help your boyfriend who moves around pathetically underneath you.

an idea lights up in your mind and you follow it. your hips rise up and you hear sunoo sigh in relief under you. his tip almost slips out of your sopping hole and just before it can, you slam back down onto his cock fast.

and you don't move again.

your body doesn't make any advances once as you sit back down onto him again, his dick twitching inside you. your warm, gummy walls squeeze him once more, milking his cock so sweetly.

"oh my fucking god please- can't-" he cuts himself off, not allowing himself to finish his sentence.

it takes everything inside you to not move- to stay right where you are on top of him. goosebumps arise on his skin and he bites his lip. you lower your face down to his ear and whisper into it, your breath hitting his skin

"c'mon baby, give in. let me make you cum angel. I know you want it so there's no use in running away" you bite his ear lobe and begin slowly grinding against him again, his dick ever so slightly moving inside you. he doesn't move or say anything, so you force yourself to clench around him the most you can, earning sunoo's face to contort into one of pleasure as his legs gently thrash around under you.

"fuck- please. n-ngh I ca-cant take it anymore please make me cum- s-so good please please please... I-ill do any-anything you want I ff-fuck f-uck I can't..." sunoo plays right into your hands, your eyes widening in excitement and you feel like squealing

"such a good boy" you let go of his hair and place your hands on either side of his head, gripping the couch as you begin to bounce on his cock. sunoo's moans begin to pick up volume , which then turn into whimpers and whines that create the prettiest melody that only fuels your ego further.

your breasts bounce at your rhythm into his face, his hands coming to your back to grip onto your skin , his nails digging light red marks. you throw your head back in ecstasy, your mouth parted to release breathy moans. your pussy clenches around his cock, fluttering like a butterfly as you fuck yourself.

"you're so pathetic , letting me use you as my own personal fuck toy" you degrade him , earning yourself another pretty mewl from him

"look at me when I fuck you" you grab is face, squeezing his cheeks as his eyes snap open at your command. his fucked out eyes meet yours , sweat glistening on his forehead and dripping down the side of his face- his cheeks the prettiest shade of red you've ever seen.

the sound of skin slapping and moans echos off the walls of the house. you lean down to the junction between the base of his neck and his shoulder , licking a stripe from his collarbone and up behind his ear. sunoo's body shivers , his whines picking up volume. your breasts press up against his front, his cold body makes your nipples hard as the fabric of his shirt stimulates your nipples.

"you submitted to me so easily sweetheart, such a pathetic thing you are, begging me to use you like a god damn slut" you whisper in his ear, one of your hands coming down to slip under his shirt to trail to his nipple, grabbing it inbetween your fingers and pinching it roughly.

his body thrashes under you, his hips bucking forwards to fuck unto yours. you feel the coil in your stomach form , the familiar feeling of your orgasm approaching.

you squeeze him tighter , the way you're riding him has him rolling his eyes into the back of his skull , his loud whines turning into incoherent begs and mewls.

"g-gon' cum, wan' cum pl-plea-se" he begs for release. you pout at his words, a mental war happening between yourself in your head before you speak

"hmm, who do you belong to baby? what are you?" you ask, your rhythm never faltering , your hips experticely grinding into him. his cock kisses your cervix every time you spasm down onto him, making you arch your back and curl into your boyfriend.

"you, I b-belong to you mo-mommy please.. slut, m’ your slut, wan- cum please please please-"

"cum for mommy baby, let go inside me sweet boy" he obeys you, his cock twitching before shooting white ropes of his cum deep inside your tummy. you let go of his face and he instantly latches onto you, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around your frame in a hug bringing your chest to his face- burying himself in your skin.

you feel his warm cum inside you, pushing you over the edge as you cream around his cock with one final bounce , your ass meeting his thighs in a loud smack.

sunoo grips onto you for dear life , coming down from his high as you do yours.

it takes a moment for the both of you to catch your breaths , your bodies pressed together exchanging sweat and bodily fluids. sunoo lifts his head to look into your eyes , his cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. you look down at him with a soft smile, his dick softening inside you.

sunoo goes to lean back, but you wrap your arms around his frame, locking him in place.

he looks at you in confusion as you slowly start grinding down onto him once more, earning you a pleasure-filled hiss to escape passed his lips.

"you think im done with you? that's hilarious.."

"get on your fucking knees."

[palajae]

anytime.

PAIRING... kim sunoo x reader | GENRE... childhood friends to lovers!au, fluff, humor | WC... 0.2k | ”don’t even think about saying a single word."

he opens his mouth to speak and you hold up a hand. 

“don’t even think about saying a single word.” 

you’re not really sure how you got into this situation. when you came back home for the summer break, you figured you wouldn’t be seeing anyone familiar anytime soon. 

especially not your childhood best friend. 

especially not while dressed in your old pajamas—ones that were printed with unicorns and ended well above your ankle as the lucky first pick out of your dusty closet. 

you definitely didn’t expect to have any human interaction at the library at the lovely time of 2 am. 

you internally curse at the turn of events. 

“i don’t want to hear it, kim sunoo.” 

you can’t even recall the last time you saw him. dressed in old clothes that were probably meant for a fifth grader, for crying out loud. 

“i was just going to say you look cute,” he shrugs casually. 

the book you were attempting to read slams shut. 

you should’ve known those pajamas were still lucky, after all. 

a/n ▸ me looking back on my old crusty panda pajamas… those freaking hit the spot

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Hi lovie ! I absolutely love the way you write & am wondering if you could write a sunoo smut ? (i’m a whore for that man) where he’s extremely dominant ? i don’t mind what kind it is there just isn’t enough sunoo smut in this world 😭😭 thank you :3 ♡

Pairing ⇀ Jealous Bf! Kim Sunoo x Gf! Reader

Synopsis ⇀ Sunoo gets jealous easily so he shows you who you belong to.

Genre ⇀ Pure Smut

Warnings ⇀ Cursing, Jealousy, Name calling (whore), Rough sex, Mean dom! Sunoo x Sub! Reader, Multiple orgasms, Crying, Overstimulation, Fucking to sleep

W/c ⇀ 904

A/n ⇀ Hi @cherubunie ! I tried my best on making somewhat of a short drabble! I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted but I’m hoping it is ><! I hope you enjoy! Reblog, Like, Comment, etc.. Not proofread.

You should’ve known that Sunoo got jealous easily whenever you step foot anywhere near a man. It’s not like you planned everything out to be next to one of your ex’s at a party.

You and Sunoo were at a get together party and coincidentally your ex was there too. Sunoo said he was gonna use the restroom to which you said you’d wait for him, and that’s when your ex showed up.

You didn’t wanna chat with him, but he wasn’t letting it down. So, you casually gave out short answers to him while silently begging for Sunoo to come back faster.

Once Sunoo came back he saw you with a random guy and gave you a puzzled expression. Wait, no, that wasn’t just some random guy, that was your ex.

Sunoo's heart sank when he saw you replying back to him. He felt a pang of jealousy but tried to shake it off. After all, he trusted you. But as he approached the table, the feeling only grew stronger.

"Hey baby, ready to go?" Sunoo said, trying to keep his tone light and casual.

You looked up, relief washing over you when you saw Sunoo, but it came back immediately when you saw his expression. It wasn’t the kind he’d give out to your friends or family, instead it looked like he wanted to kill someone.

"S-Sunoo, is everything okay?" you asked, your voice filled with concern.

That’s when you knew you fucked up with that question when he looked at you. He didn’t waste a second by grabbing your wrist and forcing you to go with him, your ex being left surprised and confused.

So that’s where you end up now, the sound of skin slapping and moans were heard from all over the room. Sunoo pinning you down while snapping his hips against your flesh ass. Your moans high pitched and wobbly. Tears filled your eyes at his ruthless pace.

You didn’t know how long you guys been at it. You felt like it’s already morning but you could be wrong. You’ve never knew Sunoo was like this in bed. You guys had sex multiple times, but never like this. Sunoo groaned feeling you clench around his dick. You just never learn do you?

You kept saying you weren’t trying to make him jealous, so then why the fuck were you talking to your ex?

You let out a squeal when he suddenly slapped your ass, “You’re just a fucking whore aren’t you?” Sunoo snapped. You tried shaking your head if it weren’t for his hand holding it down.

He showed no mercy on your pussy no matter how much you begged him to slow down.

“M’not ah-a w-whore! sunoo please!-“ “Shut the fuck up whore.” He cut you off.

You felt another orgasm coming, “S-Sunoo cumming!” You cried. He didn’t stop when he felt your pussy pulsating around him, how it squeezed around his neglected dick.

Your eyes rolled back feeling him fuck you through your orgasm. He let go of your head and switched you into a missionary position. Sunoo loved seeing your face when you’re being fucked by him. Something about the tears in your eyes or the saliva dripping out your mouth.

Your makeup that was once done clean and well now ruin with mascara on your cheeks. Your lipstick messy and out of place. To you, you’ve probably would’ve been embarrassed, but to Sunoo you looked like a goddess that was made to be fucked.

You mewled when Sunoo licked your neck and sucked on it, his thrusting never stopping. He raised your left leg over his shoulder with your other one flat and grind in your pussy.

Your eyes rolled back feeling the pressure on your clit, “O-Oh my god Sunoo!”

Sunoo smirked, “Your enjoying this a little too much don’t you think? Maybe I should make this more entertaining for you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed and before you could say anything, Sunoo shoved two of his fingers deep in your mouth making you let out a gag at the sudden deepness.

Sunoo chuckled at your reaction. You really do let him do whatever he wants with you. You moan and sucked around his fingers imagining it was his dick.

Sunoo could tell you were thinking of it as something else, “Imagining it’s my dick? Hm?” He teased. You tried nodding your head, but couldn’t with his fingers still stuffed in your mouth.

You felt another orgasm coming and felt your breathing getting heavier. You tried to tell him, but Sunoo seemed to not care at all what you wanna say.

“How about we cum together pretty?” Sunoo spoke. He took his fingers out of your mouth making you nod your head frantically.

“P-Please cum inside Sunoo! M’please.” You sniffled.

Sunoo cooed and kissed your forehead, “Whatever my pretty girl wants.”

He gave out three more thrust before you guys came. Your legs shaking while Sunoo continued grinding down in your pussy. You threw your head back slowly, feeling Sunoo cum filling you to the brim. You suddenly felt your eyes go heavy after you felt satisfied with his cum, and just like that you fell asleep.

Sunoo smiled down on you as if he didn’t fuck you to sleep. He pushed your hair back and pecked your nose.

“Goodnight baby.” He whispered. He wrapped his arms around you, and soon he fell asleep too.