#lee daehwi x reader

[slytherinshua]

IN AN INSTANT

genre. fluff. warnings. none. pairing. daehwi x reader. wc. 722. request. no. a/n. it's 1:27 am (puku puku pow pow) but anyway i wrote this rly randomly and i didn't know who to make the fic abt for a while but i thought daehwi kinda fit :( so first ab6ix fic 🥹

“You know…” You rolled over onto your back, staring up at the dark ceiling of the bedroom, your thoughts racing through your head as sleep continued to evade you. 

“What?” Daehwi’s question came with a long sigh. He was still lying with his back facing you, having to deal with your insomnia disrupting his sleep as well. Not that he minded too much. He didn’t have anything planned for tomorrow, and having you back in his arms this morning after weeks of absence wasn’t quite enough for him to feel sufficiently caught up with you. 

“Just… Have you ever thought about how scary the ocean is?” You completed your original thought with a glance over at his pyjama-ed figure. Your question makes him roll over to face you, and you can just make out his facial features with the limited lighting from nightlight in the room. But instead of answering your questions, he just smiled and let a half-hearted fond chuckle leave his lips.

“I missed your randomness.” He murmured. That’s definitely not the only thing he missed.

Your smile, your laugh, your little inflections in your voice when you started talking about something you were really passionate about; all these things he could capture over video call to an extent, but it was never the same as the real deal. Nothing could ever compare to being face-to-face with you, indulging in your random conversation topics that never failed to make Daehwi ponder things he had never even considered before. Like how old possessions are souvenirs from different times in your life, or whether or not cereal could be counted as a soup.

Like most people, he never realized how much he adored every part of you until you were thousands of miles away from him. As soon as he was back in the same room as you, he was practically mesmerised by everything about you, falling in love with the exact same things that had him smitten three years ago. He barely even took his eyes off of you, too drunk on your presence to be able to even think clearly. 

The excitement from getting back had calmed down by the time you both were getting ready for bed, giggling through your nightly routine and stealing kisses from each other every chance you got like lovesick teenagers. But after you were tucked under the covers together, you had sworn to actually go to sleep, and promised to leave the leftover rush of romance for tomorrow… That was 20 minutes ago.

“You didn’t answer my question.” You pointed out. Daehwi shuffled closer to you until he was easily able to wrap an arm around your waist. 

He hummed in thought, “I think I have…? But I try not to spend too much of my time fearing something that isn’t going to harm me in the current moment.” He reasoned.

“I knew you’d have a practical response to that.” You rolled your eyes fondly and snuggled closer to his chest.

“Why did this even come up?” He asked curiously. 

“On my drive to the airport to pick you up there was this really big billboard sign with the ocean on it. And it just looked so… enormous, you know?” Daehwi nodded along with your thought process, always listening intently to whatever you had to say no matter how forgotten it would be in a few hours.

“And then I thought about how small I was in comparison… Oceans are just so massive, and they could just so easily swallow me and you and everyone on this entire planet in an instant. I mean, scientists have only explored 5% of our oceans. Who knows what’s down there.” 

“You are minuscule in comparison to it, true, but you mean a whole lot more to me than the ocean. And I’d like to think our love is like that… so big it could swallow us in an instant.” Daehwi said with a soft smile, his words dreamy and his body on the verge of sleep as he uttered them. His lips barely brushed the side of your cheek as he spoke, and you sucked in a breath. It was almost impossible to resist moving your head to find his lips and kiss him until you were both breathless. 

Oh, how in love you were with this man…

↳ ab6ix taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @heavenfilm

[thepixelelf]

992/2800 word february

[bright wonder] “How do you… do that?” you ask Daehwi, your eyes wide as they take in the shimmering lights that spark from his fingertips.

He gets lost in the way the lights reflect in your eyes for a few seconds, but you don’t notice, just like you’ve never noticed the way he looks at you.

He clears his throat. “Dunno.” Closing his fingers over his palm, Daehwi stops the sparkles from erupting, instead compacting what’s left of the light in his hand. When he unfurls his fingers, a serene, glowing ball lies in his palm. “Kind of lame though, right? Magical powers and all I can do is make stuff sparkle.”

“Are you kidding?” You poke one finger into the ball, a childish grin of pure glee on your lips when it glows brighter in response to your touch. “It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.”

[meidreamsdelivery]

《First and last love》

[AB6IX Daehwi, R18 oneshot]

Pairing: Daehwi x Fem!reader

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: Forbidden love --- You, a scientist, had participated in the creation of a male android, designed to serve women for pleasure.  “Daehwi,” the android, has been attached to you ever since he was created. He fell in love with you in the process. But love between humans and androids was not approved by the law of science.

"Master, tell me the warmth and taste of your lips.'' Your thoughts were cut short when Daehwi's rough but soft lips jabbed into mine. The kiss was heated from the beginning. He was kissing you roughly and you were trying to kiss him with the same amount of energy back.

"Master..." He grabbed your thighs, sending shivers down your spine while he pulled you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he slammed you against a wall. You wrapped your arms around his neck and grabbed his hair as one of his arms circled around your waist, the other was running up your stomach.

"Master..." He bit your lower lip for access. You hesitated but let him in. He kissed all around your mouth. "Master's mouth..." Exploring every inch and encircling your tongue with his. "...feels so warm." His hand reached up to your nipple and proceeded to rub circles on it. You moaned into his mouth and he got rougher with his tongue. You pulled away for a breath quickly.

"That's how you should service your future master," you said breathlessly, "Daehwi-" before you could finish your sentence, he smashed back into your lips.

Daehwi's tongue was now less rough but still hot. He squeezed your nipples which caused you to moan and squeeze his waist tightly. You could feel him getting harder by the minute. He settled you down on the floor, not breaking the kiss and unbuckled his belt. He then picked you back up and rammed you on the wall, putting his thigh in between your legs. He rubbed you slowly and then faster and faster. You started moaning non-stop to the point where the experiment laboratory was filled with your lewd sounds.

He stopped kissing you, followed by moving to your jaw and sucked deeply. He went lower and lower. Every time he stopped, he would lick a spot and kiss it. He was grinding against your groin while undressing you.

Once your bra was off, you could feel the cool air graze against your skin. You were a bit mortified to see your breast bare. Meanwhile, Daehwi was mesmerized to have a small apple cupped in his hand, with a dark berry for a nipple. "Cherries," he murmured as his thumb and forefinger gently pinched it.

"Ahn! S-So sensitive...Daehwi, gently please," upon seeing your reaction, he started sucking your nipples. He licked around them and tugged on them with his flexible tongue. He was pleased to see you breathlessly moaning at his service.

"Master...I can't take it any longer." He snuck his hand into your pants. He slapped your pussy and started fingering you with his warm hands. You were moaning really loud and he quickly slammed his lips onto yours. "Master, if you're too loud, people will hear." You knew that you shouldn't be that loud but his touch made it hard to keep your voice in.

You kissed him back as hard as you could. He played with your nipples again with his other hand. When he sucked on your neck. you felt your muscles tense up and before you realized it, you came all over his hand. He kept fingering to drag the orgasm as far as he could. After you came, he let go of you.

"Time to reward you, Daehwi~" You grabbed his hand and pulled him towards you. It was your turn now.

You grabbed his hair and kissed him again, slipping your tongue in his mouth. He tasted like peppermint. You reached for his crotch and just as you thought, he was as hard as a diamond. Lifting his shirt up, you licked all the way down his abs until you got to his waist band. You pulled his jeans and boxers down. By far, his cock was the biggest you've ever seen.

"Master, I don't think you should. I'm meant to be serving you-" You sucked on his balls to shut him up. You licked from the bottom of his cock to the tip, earning the most beautiful whimper ever heard from him. You circled your tongue on the tip and let your tongue rub up against it. Another hottest moan was heard.

"Master...more please," he grabbed your hair and you took him in whole. You almost gagged but adjusted till it wasn't painful. You bobbed your head and he groaned multiple times which sent your head spinning from the pleasure. He tugged your hair harder and forcefully moved your head up and down. Your throat made a humming sound which sent him over the edge. Finally, he came in your mouth and you swallowed all of it.

"I love you." He pulled you up one more time and gazed at you intently, hoping to get a reply back from you.

"I lo-" You were about to answer him that you felt the same. However, you let him go and stared at each other. processing what just happened. "Ma'am, are you in there?" You heard someone knocking on the door of the lab, triggering the alarm in your head. You sent Daehwi a look and he instantly got the message. Both of you quickly got dressed.

"Come in." The door opened to reveal your assistant, San.

"What is it?" You questioned in a monotone voice.

"It seems that a customer has requested for android Daehwi. May I know if he's ready to be delivered?"

Your heart dropped to your stomach upon knowing of the news, you stole a glance at Daehwi, he mouthed the words, "please don't let me go, I don't want to leave you".

"Ma'am?"

You were in a dilemma. You had been with him since the moment he was created. He was attached to you for as long as you could remember. As much as you hate to admit it, you had fallen for him too. You didn't want to let him go but you knew you had to be professional at the same time.

"By the way, the customer asked for a permanent service, not a temporary one."

You looked at him one last time. His eyes were begging you not to send him away. If you let him go, you're certain that you would not see him again. But if you don't let him go, your secret affair with him may be found out by others and you may risk your career. You wished you know the solution to your problem.

"Ma'am, do you need some time to think about it? I can always reject the offer-"

"No, it's alright, I made up my mind." Daehwi's eyes lit up, he knew that you felt the same as him. After all, your love was meant to stay.

"He's ready."

His eyes welled up with tears and began to flow out uncontrollably. He ran to you and held the bottom of your lab coat. You slapped his hand away and your face darkened subsequently.

"Send him away. Quickly." You waved your hand off.

"Yes, Ma'am. Please take him away." Another two scientists, Yeonjun and Sunghoon, appeared behind San, one of them at each side of Daehwi, they had to drag him as he was pulling at your sleeves.

"NOOOO, MASTER!!! PLEASE DON'T!! MASTERRRRRRR!!!!!!" His voice became fainter as he disappeared out of your sight.

You locked the door and turned around, dropping to the floor with a thud. Your tough front cracked and you wailed loudly, making sure to release all your anger and sadness. No matter how you tried to wipe them away, they kept on flowing. Your heart was throbbing tremendously, the pain you felt couldn't be described in words. You cried and cried until you were numb to the pain.

You had fallen in love with an android. But love between humans and androids was not approved by the law of science. In the end, you couldn't defy the law and chose to let him go. You protected your job but at what cost? You had lost him forever.

/TIMESKIP/

You chanced upon a photograph you took with Daehwi 10 years ago. 10 years ago, you were young and in love. But now, something has changed. You no longer felt the butterflies in your stomach when you recalled the memories spent with him. You then proceeded to throw the photo into a nearby bin.

10 years ago, you fell in love. But this love was not meant to be.

~The end~

[hoondrafts]

boyfriend! jihoon

aegyo machine

pouts a lot

specialty: naturally cute

blinks his eyes a lot in front of you to get your attention

he knows you find him cute when he does that

it runs in his blood

acts all cutesy but gets shy right away then covers his face

acts manly in front of his friends but gets all cuddly when he’s with you

posts pictures of you on instagram with cheesy captions

says pick-up lines to make your heart flutter but he ends up the one being flustered and shy

gets flustered easily

usually not the type to initiate skinships but when you do it first, he’ll ride along

takes you out on animal cafe dates with max

loves watching kdramas

secretly plans a dinner date to surprise you but spoils it bcs he’s too excited

eating together is your typical quality time

nom nom nom

finishes your food when you’re already full

tries to impress you with his skills

“hey, you look so cute”

shy shy shy

more of a jeojang jihoon than dorm jihoon

sends cute video messages when he’s away

randomly shows you a new dance he practiced

“seriously? broccoli?”

pet grooming baby max can also be considered quality time

“max~ your mom is with meee”

loves showing off to you but blushes when you give him compliments

he loves warm hugs uwu

spoils you with your favorite things

adventurous and happy-go-lucky

no boring days with him bcs he loves trying out new things with you

enjoys extreme rides & activities and asks you to come with him

laughs at you when you get scared bcs of it but holds your hand and reassures you’re safe with him

cuddles

he loves it most when you feed him

stares at you and looks away when you catch him off guard

loves it when you play with his small hands uwu

you can’t resist his puppy eyes charm

acts exaggerately shocked when you tell him how did your day go

has clingy days which happens very often

gets shy when someone asks about you

you do skincare routines together

loves buying pink stuffs for you and himself

mommy’s little boy

has mesmerizing eyes, it looks like his eyes holds an entire galaxy in them

“will you still love me even if i get fat?”

gets jealous but doesn’t say anything

but he gives you silent treatment after

“you’re mine” glares then pouts

fights rarely happen

very polite especially to your parents

teases you a lot

teaches you basic beatbox

“pls don’t be mad :<”

“i was just watching v sunbaenim’s fancams”

winks A LOT

you sometimes just get speechless bcs of his angelic visuals

in conclusion, park jihoon is an ultimate softie!

[kpopmalereader]

public ; lee daehwi

• summary: daehwi loves holding, cuddling, kissing, flirting, and overall embarrassing you in public because he just loves you that much • pairing: lee daehwi x male!reader • word count: 246 • to do

Daehwi notices you before you notice him and he starts smiling to himself, sneaking up behind you. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind, setting his chin on your shoulder.

“Hello, baby~”

You jump and tense, smacking his arms when you realize. “Don’t sneak up on me!”

He kisses your cheek gently and spins you around, pulling you closer. “Sorry, love. Have you been waiting long?”

“No, only a few minutes.” You shake your head and step away, holding one of his hands to keep them from traveling back to your hips. “Ready to go?”

You go to walk away before Daehwi pulls you back and holds you against his chest, puckering his lips out. You poke his lips and shake your head.

“Come on.”

“Not without a kiss,” He starts getting louder and more dramatic, whining slightly. “Please, you’re my boyfriend, you’re supposed to kiss me. I can’t believe this, you don’t want to kiss your own boyfriend-”

You shush him and pull him aside. “People are staring, Daehwi, shush.”

He shakes his head and continues to look around. “But I just can’t believe-”

You lean forward and peck his lips a few times, blushing brightly. “I hate you.”

“Obviously not.” He puckers his lips again and gestures to them. “One more, beautiful? Please? You’re the best person I’ve ever kissed.”

“Like you’ve had much experience.” You mumble, still leaning up to kiss him one more time. “Last time, because we’re in public.”

[channiekyun]

flowering//wanna one//daehwi

pairing: lee daehwi/reader genres: pure fluff, bullet point, high school au word count: 1344 summary: ‘chance happens when someone walks into a room when the other person doesn’t expect it. in this case, he walked into an empty classroom, late to the gardening club.’ a/n: i debated on jihoon or daehwi but settled on daehwi bc I feel like this fit better. and this is so SLOPPy im sorry it's been months since I wrote

mind you, but I actually lovity LOVE wanna one’s maknae line sO MUCH

like actual unappreciated talent if i’m being real honest here

have I ever said that before

no?well shit boi here u go

you were pres of the gardening club

gardening? why you ask?

plants are the only things that you can’t kill

your math grades? dead

that souffle you tried to make? dead 

your friends? well, you see, not dead but they’re the ones trying to make sure you don’t die

people say it’s a gift, but you know they only say that bc you rlly don't have a gift

you were known around your high school as a flower girl for 2 reasons: 1) your charm +  2) your actual love for flowers and plants 

but also you were known as

wait for it,,

a freak of for nature

you were asked out more than often

and maybe too much for your liking??

like;; you would be walking and this guy would pop out of this fckn plant pot holding some flowers or somethin

like fite me m8, that’s the sixth time that’s happened this week

to top this off you were pres for the gardening club which seemed to hold more members each week, and every single time when the club meeting ended and you cleaned up there was always someone waiting to confess 

and you would lose it

but you’re kinda an asshole at the same time and “if you clean up I’ll consider it”

*evil laughter*

you’re kinda an asshole

this type of arrangement would go on for weeks until it got routine

and you got tired of it

so at the meeting, you came up to the front of the classroom filled with guys with pots of flowers 

“listen up u little shits I know most of you aren’t interested in actual plants and just me. So I’ll give you all this challenge: if you can keep these flowers without killing them, I’ll give you a chance. If the flowers die in a month, you’re out”

they can’t complain, and they wouldn’t anyway

and so you pass the plants out and you’re left to clean up by yourself again

and you’re putting some of the pots back until you felt a tap on your shoulder

you turn around and see him

woah***~

someone pls collect their boy bc if they aren’t I will

and you feel all weird and awkward for not knowing him so you just act all cold 

“Are you here to confess to me too? Because if you are, just leave please.”

and you suddenly feel all shitty saying that to him like whyyy did I do that

“Um, no. I’m asking for applications for the gardening club and I was told you were president for it.”

dammit. he also seems sweet????

‘...’

‘....;;;’

“Are you any good at gardening by chance?” you asked quizzingly

he scratched his head

“Well yeah. why else would I join the gardening club?” 

“No reason, no reason” you shook your hands

wow, someone who has some actual interest?

what a new species I discovered

“Okay, you’re hired!” you smiled at the boy. “actually, I gave an assignment to all members! you are guaranteed a stay in this club if you can keep this plant from dying!” 

*you say as you shove a flower in a pot into his hands*

“Woah, isn’t this a gardenia?” his eyes as wide as the moon

and you’re shooken off your feet

“It’s good that you know what a gardenia is. Everyone else called it a white rose.”

“What? Really? I would’ve jumped out of a window if someone called it that.”

You shared some good laughs and he even helped clean.

Apparently, his name was Lee Daehwi and his mom owned the flower shop nearby with the pretty display windows

Yeah, Daehwi set them up every morning before school

how dedicated is he???? i’m curious

You and Daehwi met up after school for the rest of the month just because

But sometimes he would just have to wait for you because a bunch of people were asking for another chance with the plants

And Daewhi would always just stand at the back while you sat at the front desk

You mouthing to him “I’m sorry” and him mouthing back “It’s fine, I can wait” is such a scene omg

Lee Daehwi is legit perfection okay

like you’re still shooken off your feet 

You would come over to the flower shop and sleepover at his house which wasn’t rlly far

Because you slept over, you had to follow daehwi to the flower shop at like 6 in the morning to set up the display window

mind you, but daewhi skipped the ENTIRE way from his house to the shop

whatta man whatta boy

You got introduced to ‘sassy LA boy daehwi™’ that morning 

like just imagine: Hearing like stomping out of nowhere and ignoring it but it was actually daehwi stomping up behind you. You really didn’t expect him to do anything but he snatched the flowers out of your hands. 

“nO No NO. (Y/N) THOSE FLOWERS DON’T LOOK AESTHETICALLY PLEASING OR GO WITH THE THEME.” ((in his friggin accent you know what accent))

“THERE WAS A THEME??!??”

what a scene eh?

sometimes you would check up on his gardenia flower which was in his room just to make sure it wasn’t going to die

and Daehwi didn’t know about this so...

sure, this may be considered cheating but you told yourself if anyone had a chance with you already it was Daehwi

a month passed and it was a Monday, there was a meeting today

you sat at the front of the room, waiting for members to come flowing through the door

but no one came

‘wait, did everyone’s plant just die or what?’ 

that thought spun through your head as you waited

You were getting ready to leave and the door opened,

to Daewhi panting

and he suddenly got confused bc it was only you and him in the room

“Am I that late for the meeting? I’m so sorry (Y/N), I had to make up a test for math and you know how much I hate maths.”

You laughed, “Yeah, it took you awhile to find the square root of 4.”

“Shut up, I even brought the gardenia here.” He showed you the gardenia

You sighed, “You’re the only one who kept it alive.”

“Wait, what?” (((that part in boomerang when he says that is my anthem now)))

And you began to explain, excluding the part that the people who keep it alive had a chance with you

“So we’re the only people in the club now?” he asked

“Everyone else’s plants died, so I guess we are.”

“Does that also mean I have a chance with you?”

and you were all like: ?????????huh??

“So you knew?”

“I heard when some of the boys in the hall talk about it, but I only heard it last week. I took better care of it this week so..” Daehwi trailed off, a light pink dust growing on his face

you found a new side of Daehwi, and it was cute

also, he just happened to confess by saying he took better care of it when he heard what the assignment was rlly for so

“Wanna go out for coffee?” He ended up asking in his scramble of words

“No, I just want to sleep over tonight.”

And, yes, you ended up sleeping over

And in the morning, you had coffee while fixing the flower shop’s display case

And this time you got to choose the theme

and you guys just had a grand ol’ time 

aw

isn’t that cute

this love was like a garden

it has never stopped flowering, just like you guys

SMALL ENDNOTES: **gardenias are actually pretty hard to maintain ****gardenias in flower language mean purity and love (aw)

[textmybias]

Shy confessions W/ Jihoon

Thanks for requesting ❤️

[t3kandson]

Oppa’s Hyung

Wordcount; 2,366

Fandom; AB6IX

Pairing; Reader X Park Woojin

Characters; Park Woojin, Jeon Woong, Kim Donghyun & Lee Daehwi

Warning; Angst, flirting, nudity descriptions, Alcohol Consumption, Oral (69), fingering, Tit wank, full sex. Slight fight.

Notes; happy belated birthday to one of my beautiful ult wreckers ❤️❤️❤️❤️

You was just getting out the bath when the door bell rang furiously, you shouted down the corridor as you wrapped the towel around your waist walking to the inpatient visiter.

You pulled the door ajar to tell them to do one when you found a larger man helping your older brother up. “I think this one belongs to you,” he said struggling under your alcohol induced sibling. Daehwi threw his weight against the door throwing you backwards on to your ass, your towel exposing you to them both.

“Ewww don’t be such a Ho, we got guests,” Daehwi slurred leaning himself towards the wall. His friend with his eyes shut offered his hands which you hastily took recovering yourself, your face bright red. “Can I open my eyes?” the friend said blushing a shade of pink and his member clearly twitching in his pants. “Erm yes,” you said hastily dashing from the room, “I’ll let you settle him,” you shot out behind you as you shoot back in your room, your heart thundering, your face burning and your mind imagining all the ways to kill your brother.

The next time you saw his friend again it was the following month, when your brother threw some money at you to go away for the evening. Annoyed at him for interrupting your early night and the whole naked incident. You folded your arm declaring that as your name was on the rental agreement you would be spending the night at home. After squabbling for a while you compromised, promising to spend the evening in your room.

Your cue to leave came from the door going, before you could shuffle from the room you was suddenly engulfed by some arms. “Where you going little sis,” Donghyun called out as Daehwi groaned at the view. “Yeah Y/N why you escaping so fast?” Woong asked coming up to you to fluff up your hair. “She’s got a date tonight,” Daehwi said prizing you from them both. You found yourself jolted into the very man you had exposed yourself to. Your jaw gaping open at his beautiful features as he blushed in your view. “Oh you haven’t met him have you, this is Woojin,” Woong said, “he’s new here,” he added patting Woojin’s back. “Oh they’ve met,” Daehwi Growled as you and Woojin winced.

“Right date night?” Daehwi moaned pushing you in the direction of the hallway. “My snacks,” you whined as he attempted to manhandle you out the room. “When you say date night you mean movie night don’t you?” Donghyun said chuckling as Daehwi walked to the Cupboard loading his arms with enough snacks to not see you till tomorrow. You nodded grinning, at Donghyun, “yep cute men all sexy,” you chuckled rubbing your hands down your body to Daehwi’s scoff. “What movie?” Woojin asked his voice so deep yet beautifully hitting that your thighs tightened. “Tidal Wave,” you smiled earning a smile back, “that’s a good movie that is,” Woojin said showing you his beautiful snaggle teeth that was just the cutest. “Since when was you into movies,” Donghyun said looking at him. “You just don’t look the movie type,” he added. “I love movies,” he said smiling.

“Well here’s your food, enjoy your night with your men, and romance,” Daehwi said rolling his eyes as he plonked the food in to your awaiting arms making you drop a few of the packets of goodies. “It’s a natural disaster movie not a romance,” Woojin said making Daehwi small his eyes in his direction. “Just saying,” he adds shrugging. “Hey I think we should all watch it,” Woong said smiling as Daehwi protested, the other’s agreeing louder that left him looking defeated.

As Woong & Donghyun stole some of the snacks from your grasp, Daehwi stood there arms folded looking displeased at you. “Don’t look at your sister like that, it’ll be a laugh,” Woong Scolded him noticing his expression. “I’m sure she wants a night alone,” Daehwi said hoping you’d get the hint. “Yeah he’s right,” “don’t you even think of it we’re your elders, both you sit your asses down let’s watch this,” Donghyun cut your protest off as he pattered the seat between him and Woojin.

As you sat next to them Woojin fidgeted in his chair next to you. You couldn’t help but noticed the size of his thick thighs in your view. The desire to feel the muscles underneath was highly enticing. Your thoughts was snatched by a cough, Daehwi’s eyes raised as he caught you checking his friend out. You bit your lip paying your attention back to the tv that Woong had taken charge to set up.

You offered Woojin the popcorn which he happily took resting between his legs as you continued to get engrossed in the movie. Your hands dipping into the packet freely which had caused him to stiff up at first before relaxing. You lolled your head over Donghyun, Daehwi’s eyes often finding yours to remind you that you was still in his bad books.

Your hand continued to slip into the popcorn having to move to reach deeper as the packet seemed empty. You furrowed your hand to find a piece of popcorn, when a soft moan audible to your ears hit. You realised your hand had brushed against his bulge which even behind the empty packet was hardening. Instead of an apology you raked your teeth along your bottom lip, you was sure Woojin could see the lust in your eyes as he blushed bright red.

You slipped your hand out the packet before you ended up doing something reckless taking your eyes back to the tv. Thankful that your brother hadn’t seen your little moment which you knew would fuel his anger furthermore.

By the time the movie ended you wiped a slight tear from your eyes when you noticed Woojin’s watery. Had he cried too? “You ok?” You whispered beneath The others chatting. “Yes it’s just,” “emotional right,” you finished for him. He nodded rubbing his eyes as you smiled at the pure cuteness of him. “Right what movies next?” Woong asked, Daehwi eyes widening to take yours. “Actually I’m feeling quite shattered so I’m off to bed,” you said faking a yawn. “Y/N it’s barely 9pm,” Donghyun scoffed, “I know but it’s been a long day, but thanks for watching the movie with me it was fun,” you said standing up to Donghyun’s pouts. “I’m sure we’re have a movie night again soon,” you said before excusing yourself.

You woke during the night, your throat dry and thirst attacked. Leaving your warm bed you made your way towards the kitchen to quench your thirst, letting the cold water make you feel satisfied. You was wiping your mouth when you was startled by the bathroom door opening.

Woojin walked into the living room, his boxers holding his dignity. But his chest so well defined heavenly in your view, you gulped heavily earning his furious blush. “How come your chest,” you said shaking your head “I mean how come your awake,” you added as he smiled at you. “Your cute Y/n, but I was having a pee,” he scoffs standing inches from you. “You?” He asks his deep voice memorising you that you almost forgot to breathe. “Thirsty,” you choked almost losing your words. “For what?” He said tilting his head, his eyes full of mischievous. “For water obviously,” you chuckled, your face feeling hot. “Not popcorn then,” he said winking, “or more what was behind it,” he said suggestively. Your heart was thundering he had been all shy earlier, now he seemed on fire ready to devour you.

“Maybe,” you teased winking, feeling brave under his intense glare. He pulled his arm around your waist pulling into him, your breath hitching when his was just a warm fanned breath away. His eyes glazed over as he leaned in pressing his lips to yours as you both got lost to his kiss. His tongue stroking against yours, hands brushed into your hair gently tugging them so his kiss could deepen. Your hands held on to the hem of your top before moving to his back sliding up his skin, the muscles tensing as it glided up them. His rolls of himself against your clothed core had him kissing down your moans.

You break your kiss to take him to your room. As soon as your through the door he lifts you up letting your legs hold around his waist, his kisses continuing as his hands find there way up your tank top laying around your bra clasps to unfasten them.

He rests you on your bed as you take your top off, his hands fumbling with his boxers letting his meaty member free earning a gasp fall from your lips. Hands sliding down your shorts taking the material and your pants with them, tongue stroking his lips at the sight of you. “I want you to sit on my face as you suck my dick,” he growls and you don’t hesitate to move to let him lay you on the bed.

Resting your heat against his awaiting tongue, it starts swirling around your sensitive bud. You lean onto him your breasts resting on his lower stomach as your hands grapple his member. Pumping it slowly you wonder how you would fit it in your mouth let alone your core. As his suction presses around your nub earning a moan to leave, had Him swat your ass. “Do you want your brother to catch us,” he says muffled from your heat as his tongue continues its attack. Your own tongue swirls around the tip of his head as you slowly bobbled up and down his shaft, letting your cheeks hollow to suck him well. His hands gripping around your ass pulling his head closer to bring his tongue to swirl against your walls. Your pace slows as you moan around his dick which has the same reaction for him. The vibration of his groans has your walls tighten around his wet muscle.

He starts buckling to push his member down your throat as you start gagging around him, you feel him beginning to shake when he rolls you off.

“I don’t want to come in your mouth,” he pants as you slide your body on top of him his hands cupping your breasts. “I love these there so squishy and perfect,” he compliments. You slid your ass into the air letting you slide your breasts down his chest towards his stomach, letting yourself dip so that your breast rubs down his throbbing shaft. You pressed your bosoms together letting them rub along him as you let your breast fuck them. His breath hitching as he struggled to hold his moans from slipping. “Y/n, baby, please,” he begs between pants. As you hasten your speed, his eyes close, head falling back on the pillow, his breath held.

He begins to lose his mind that he lifts you making you yelp from being startled before flipping you onto your back.

His eyes are Intense looking at you like a animal about to kill there prey.

Fingers slide up your folds as they slip into your heat curving as it helps to prep you. “Your so wet,” he growls popping another finger in. “Fuck Woojin,” you cry as they rub against your sweet spot.

He removed his fingers suckling on them as he places them into your open mouth to suck on. Sticking them to your back of your throat making you gag as spit from your mouth falls upon him, he mops it up to help lubricate himself.

Positioning himself into you as he slowly pushes in, cry’s leaving your lips as his hands rests upon your mouth to muffle the moans your struggling to hold in. After stilling to let you accommodate him, he lets his lips return to you as he takes a slow gentle pace.

The pain settles and the pleasure attacks, his speed being torturous as your pelvis meet his to encourage his speed. Instead he pulls out to slam in, his hands around your mouth awaiting the yelp to contain. He continues his slow pace with mixtures of harder thrust that has him bounce against your cervix, filling the air with muffled screams. His hands find your waist pulling you into his thrust that’s picked up a pace, moans freely flowing as he too is lost in the moment.

“Shit Y/N I’m going to cum,” he cry’s a louder volume, his heavy thrusts helping to attack your own. Your walls clench around him in between each thrust of your own meeting his. Sweat beading down his face as his teeth graze along his lips, this look with the one of concentration is enough to push you over the edge, your nails digging into his flesh as you scream cumming around him, pushing him into his own as you milk every drop of his hot seed into your core. His pace still hard but slow continues till he’s softened in you letting himself collapse on top of you.

Rolling himself off you pant heavily as he fights for air, pulling your head on top of his chest. “Fuck Y/N,” he gasps, his fingers threading through your hair. “That was good,” you said snuggling your head deep into his muscled chest. “It really was, it’ll be worth the beating your brother’s going to give me,” he chuckled pressing a kiss to your Temple. You fall asleep to him playing with your hair enjoying the close comfort.

Your woken to the screaming out your door when you jolt to find Woojin missing. Rushing to the corridor, you find Daehwi with woojin’s collar in his grip. “What the fuck she’s my sister Hyung,” he screams as you rush to defend him. His angry face finding yours. “And you, you have to have everything I have don’t you,” he growls. Woong rushing to prise Daehwi’s hands from Woojin as Donghyun steps between you and your sibling.

“I forbid you both to see each other,” he says as he storms off to his room as tears fill your eyes.

Masterlist

[romanticahwi]

AB6IX’s Reactions to their S/O getting Scared and being Clingy

style: fluff

ship: ab6ix x gender neutral reader

warnings: mentions of jump scares, horror movies, monsters, horror realm, screaming

not proof read!

requested

—

Jeon Woong

you’d be watching a horror movie together

knowing him, he would be scared right with you

would cling onto you for dear life

he wouldn’t even try to hide his fright from you

he’s warm. and cozy

his arms around you (squeezing you), and his head being pressed into your neck

shy giggles

after the movie is over, you both would sleep in each other’s arms, scared that the monsters would get you if you were to detach from one another.

“let’s cuddle all night so the monsters don’t eat us!”

Kim Donghyun

you both would be walking though a haunted house

you were already gripping his hand for dear life, feeling it get clammy with how scared you were

at first it’s fine, but then oh no

a random jump scare makes you scream, and you practically jump into Donghyun’s arms

he was shocked too, but when he saw your trembling form, he chuckles

your grip on him would be very tight

wraps his arms around you, pressing gentle kisses to your temple

whispers gentle words into your ear, and rubs your back

“I’ll be right here baby. I’m here to protect you.”

Park Woojin

you would be doing an escape room together

you were first against the idea of doing one so scary, but after seeing his pouty face, you couldn’t say no :(

he was busy searching for clues on how to escape, and you would be right next to him

wouldn’t want to leave his side, and honestly, he wasn’t complaining

all of a sudden, a shrill scream is sounded over the speakers, scaring the living daylights out of you

you jump, grasping Woojin’s arm tightly, as you squeeze your eyes in fright

he only looks at you with an amused face, ready to make fun of you, until he saw how scared you really were

presses a soft kiss to your nose, and caresses your cheek

“baby, you’re so silly. you really think I’ll let you get hurt?”

Lee Daehwi

you two would be watching a horror tv show

he would scream here and there, because we all know this boy doesn’t like horror

as the show progresses, you suddenly see one of your worst fears pop up on screen

you yelp in fright, and then bite your lip, as you feel tears threatening to fall

you grab onto Daehwi’s hand, interlacing your fingers, and holding it tightly

he would freeze, turning to you, and watching at how you practically burry your face into his neck, and hold him tight

after seeing how scared you were, his fears would fly out the window, as he pulls you into his lap, and hugs you tightly

his fingers would play with your hair, and soft kisses would be pressed all over your face

“it’s okay to be scared angel. I’m here.”

- atalia

[prettywordsyouleft]

Boys and Girls

Prompt: #131 for @clairince77​ – “I got tired of waiting.”

clairince77 said:

Can I request a fluffy #131 with Daehwi?

Pairing: Lee Daehwi x reader

Genre: university au / fluff

Warnings: none

Word count: 719

There was a lot that you enjoyed in life. The taste of ice-cream on a summer’s day. Rain falling on the roof in a soothing rhythm. Cats and all their mystical ways.

And seeing your boyfriend waiting for you.

Grinning, you waved when you caught Daehwi’s eye, breaking out into a faster gait so you could reach him quickly. He caught you effortlessly despite his somewhat bashful laugh. “Y/N!”

“What? I missed you,” you countered, looking at him and puckering up your lips. Daehwi ran a hand through his hair awkwardly before leaning down to kiss you. What was clearly meant to be a peck turned deeper with your efforts. You had worked so hard in class today that you felt your energy was only coming back to you through his lips. Finally, you stepped back and admired your handiwork.

“You need to stop doing that, we’re in public,” he chided and you shook your head animatedly.

“Why should I? I love kissing you.”

“And I do too but… I like it in private more than out here for everyone to see.”

Daehwi led you back to his car, unlocking the door for you to get in and climbed into the driver’s seat. As soon as his door was shut, you leaned over and captured his lips in a breathtaking kiss.

When he managed to catch his breath again, Daehwi shot you an incredulous look. “What are you doing?!”

“I thought you liked kissing me in private more,” you teased, smirking as you put on your seatbelt. “There’s no one here who can see us.”

Daehwi shook his head with a chuckle. “One day, you’ll be the death of me.”

It wasn’t always playful. More often than not, as your relationship with Daehwi progressed, he stopped waiting for you as much as he had in the beginning.

“I got tired of waiting,” he proclaimed one time.

“It’s raining; I don’t want to catch a cold. You were alright taking the bus, right?”

“I wouldn’t have made it there in time.”

It made you disgruntled and mourn the loss of your boyfriend’s previous chivalry.

“Do you think he’s not that into me anymore?” you asked Woojin in class one morning and your mutual friend glanced at you and frowned.

“Daehwi? He idolises you!”

“He doesn’t prioritise me anymore,” you admitted with a pout. “It’s silly, but I liked when he’d surprise me by turning up and wait for me after class.”

Woojin grinned. “But it’s not a surprise if you expect it.”

“Yes but…”

“Have you told him this?”

You shook your head. “Not yet.”

“Maybe you should. I’m sure there’s a good reason for why Daehwi isn’t meeting up with you on campus anymore.”

Later that week, you decided to put Woojin’s advice into action, no longer able to take it. You rolled over on your bed to glance over at Daehwi sitting writing a song over on your desk. “Hwi.”

“Mm?”

“Can we talk?”

“Five minutes, Y/N,” he requested hastily, still scribbling in his book.

“No, now,” you confirmed and Daehwi groaned before looking at you pointedly.

His expression eased when he noted yours. “Are you okay?”

“No. Something’s bothering me. Why don’t you pick me up anymore? Did I kiss you one too many times in the car and put you off of it?”

“What? No. I like kissing you.”

“Then how come-”

“I was giving you the out,” Daehwi announced and you frowned.

“An out?”

“I overheard you saying you don’t like clingy guys, and well, I thought that maybe me taking the time to pick you up after your classes ended each day was getting to be a bit too much for you.”

You blinked. “I said that?”

“To Sori,” he commented and you gasped noisily.

“Oh my God, Daehwi! I was agreeing with her! She was dealing with someone really overbearing! So I was just supporting her decision to leave him! I don’t see you as clingy at all!”

“Why do you say something you don’t dislike?”

“For support!”

“Girls are weird,” he breathed and you laughed.

“So are boys.”

Daehwi grinned, moving over on to the bed and pulled you in for a hug. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

“You promise?”

“How could I leave you to miss my kisses after class finishes?”

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[slytherinshua]

　　　ab6ix masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹

⋆˙⟡ = author's pick !

　　　　woong

nothing yet . . .

　　　　donghyun

nothing yet . . .

　　　　woojin

nothing yet . . .

　　　　daehwi

in an instant ⋆˙⟡

genre: fluff. | wc: 722.

[thepixelelf]

Two Cynical - Lee Daehwi

Genres: romance, university au, friends to lovers but not really

Pairing: Reader & Lee Daehwi (AB6IX)

Words: 459

Note: this has a bit of an open ending, but I’m thinking of opening requests for blurbs of characters from posted stories. Let me know if that’s something people might be interested in :)

•••

“What would you do if I said I was in love with you?”

Your voice is monotone, clear in its delivery yet dreary in its sound. Your eyes are met with his as they stare; unwavering; firm; bored, almost. Your chin rests on the palm of your hand as your elbow does the same to the table you’re both sitting at.

It’s too normal. Too regular.

Daehwi pauses with his sweet drink halfway to his lips, his mouth left open and his neck craned awkwardly. He says nothing as he places the drink back on the small table between you.

He has to collect himself. That’s one thing he’s good at, not that he always was, but by now it’s second nature. Showing his feelings never helps — never has, so he’s sure he must hide them again.

Besides, you aren’t serious.

Daehwi knows you. He knows you like the back of his hand, or so he thinks. What’s really happening is that he thinks he can read people, when in reality, he can’t. That’s how he digs himself into those holes; the ones you label as “self doubt”.

You are serious.

You know yourself. But you also know Daehwi. He’s not the type for love letters. Or love songs. Or love.

Not yet, anyways.

It’s not that you have a savior complex, in fact, you doubt you can be the one to pull him from his cave. He has to do that himself. You have a theory on all this — on him — that before you can love, whether it be romantic or platonic or familial or anything you wish, you must want to love and be loved first. It’s all quite sensible, which is why Daehwi is such an enigma.

Perhaps one day he’ll wish to be loved.

Afterall, you managed to figure it out. Somehow.

Though, you’re still flush with the ability to hide your emotions — just like he can, though you’re unsure if he can see right through you like you can of him. Your eyes don’t shake in the slightest as you wait for his answer.

Daehwi has felt the way his throat constricts before. He’s felt the way his heart rate quickens, the way it feels like his ribs are the shores against the tides. But he thinks he knows you’re not serious, and the threat of being hurt holds him back. The face he puts on is hardened; practiced. It’s surefire.

“I…” he starts, and yet the words don’t come.

“That’s what I thought.”

Your gaze finally breaks from him, and you lean back in your chair, taking your drink and casually sipping from it. 

“Nevermind that. It was just hypothetical.”

He’d hesitated.

And that’s all the answer you need.

[strayen-fx]

A World With You

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fantasy, Harry Potter AU, Parallel Worlds AU

Pairing: Reader x Han Jisung (ft. Stray Kids)

◇ SERIES TEASER ◇ [posted 01-03-20]

“This world is not real, Jisung.”

“This whole thingㅡeverythingㅡis just a product of my imagination. And you… you are not real.”

“WhatㅡWhat do you mean?”

You have always loved literature, and you needed no other reason to start writing fictional stories. Other people write for pleasure, or even for fame – but you write for escape. You write to breathe. You write to live.

But that didn’t prepare you from the day you would literally be living inside the fanfiction you were writing.

“Even if the world changes, can you promise that we won’t change?”

“Never cry, and just say hello when we meet again.”

°°° °°° °°°

Chapter ##

“I don’t think that’s the right use of Transfiguration, Han Jisung.”

Jisung plopped down on your bed, grinning mischievously. “You think so?”

You threw him your Potions book, which was the heaviest book within your reach. He effortlessly dodged it. “I know so, squirrel boy.”

“How else can I smuggle my way into your dorms, then?” He sat up straight, feigning to be hurt. “I thought you miss your best friend.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes. “You shouldn’t even smuggle your way in, Sung. The very term you used spells illegal for a student wizard. Plus, it’s not like we didn’t have dinner together.”

His stupid grin came back again. “Isn’t it fun to break rules sometimes? I actually enjoy being a squirrel.” He pushed himself onto his back, taking comfort on your mattress as if it was his own. “That, and I also like the view here.”

“You sure are a brave Gryffindor,” you remarked, rolling your eyes once more. You took a seat on the bed beside him. “If you transform all the time, you might wake up one day and realize you have actually turned into a full-fledged squirrel.”

A few minutes and it was already lights out. As the lamps shut off one by one, your room’s ceiling gradually swirled into hues of purple and blue, gray and black. Clouds parted, making way for the stars’ brilliant light.

“I have always admired these enchantments,” he murmured.

You huffed, pretending not to be mesmerized by Eris’ enchantments. “The enchantments in the Great Hall is much grander than this,” you protested. “Or, better yet, you can make your own in your own room if you want.”

“But I can’t exactly lie down and stargaze in the middle of the Hall, can I?” he countered. “And Daehwi would think I’m some sort of an emo kid if I’d put this enchantment in our room. Argh, I really should have gotten a solo room.”

“Wait. Did you just say emo kid? Are you–”

“—not saying you are an emo kid, Eris,” he immediately clarified. “Just saying that’s what others would think.”

Based on how you knew Daehwi – the Lee Daehwi as in the idol Lee Daehwi – he’d be the number one supporter if Jisung would ever enchant their room. You didn’t push it, though. Sighing in resignation, you decided to let it drop. You took your place beside him, finding a comfortable position to lie down, with both of your legs dangling from the bed’s edge. For some moment nobody spoke. You were both comfortable with the cicadas’ singing and the occasional cries of ravens. The sky seemed so real that you almost felt as if you weren’t in a dungeon of a castle bustling with young magicians, but rather in a small patch of earth nobody else owned but you, alone with your best friend.

It almost felt like you belonged.

At that moment, you wanted to forget everything – forget that you weren’t supposed to be there in the first place. Hogwarts wasn’t even real. You were supposed to find a way to go back to your real life, your real environment. You were supposed to tell Jisung that you were not actually his best friend – you were an outsider who took the place of the real Eris.

“It really is much more comfortable down here,” he muttered.

You merely nodded. There were a thousand thoughts running in your mind at the time, but you weren’t going to tell him any of that. At least, not now. Not when everything felt right. Not when Jisung was lying comfortably beside you, smelling vaguely of cheese and flour, and your heart was beating at a hundred miles an hour.

“I don’t even know why,” he continued. You glanced over and noticed he had closed his eyes. “But for some reason, I think this is the best day ever.”

You were fooling him, more so yourself, but you wanted this. You wanted this feeling, whatever this is. “Happy birthday, Jisungie.”

He smiled even more. “Happiest birthday to me.”

[straycityam]

game of olympus ;; h.hj

description. hyunjin has to save jeongin from a VR game while trying to hide it all from jeongin’s sister y/n

pairings. reader x hyunjin // reader x park woojin?

genre. memories of alhambra!au, fantasy, greek gods, action?, fluff, angst?, death?

characters. y/n, hwang hyunjin, yang jeongin, lee felix, kim seungmin, han jisung, hwang yeji, choi lia, lee daehwi, park woojin

chapters. prologue.

[illstaywithstray]

High Tier

↳  pairing: Stray Kids Felix x Reader| fluff, angst

↳  au: idol!felix. reader

↳  warnings: cursing, verbal and physical harassment 

↳  word count: 2.7k

⁙  summary: The boy of your dreams, Felix Lee, happens to be a Korean idol who asks you to a high-class rendezvous with his company. You didn’t expect to meet the son of a CEO at the party. And Felix shows his true colors when he realizes that the CEO’s son is your ex.

⁛  A/N: Ahh, this one took a bit longer to complete, especially with school going on right now, but I hope you enjoy it! I’ve been wanting to write for Felix for a while (and Ateez because I love them more than life itself). (Also the creepy older man isn’t based on anyone in the kpop industry, it’s just someone similar to a person I know irl)

blog masterlist | next chapter (coming soon)

Friday night was becoming anything but ordinary. A couple of weeks ago, Felix Lee had asked you to a party that his employer, Jinyoung Park or JYP, was throwing for a group of companies.

“Girl, close your mouth and say yes,” your best friend had practically screamed into your ear. “Yeah- yes, I’d love to, Felix.” And the smile that spread across his face had sent butterflies flying in your stomach. You had just finished straightening the ends of your hair when y/f/n burst out of the closet with a dress in hand. She glanced at your bare face, devoid of makeup and threw the dress on the bed, motioning you to sit down. “I’m doing your makeup. Also, wear that dress.” “Uh, I don’t think so. It’s tight around the middle.” “And what about it? At least it’s long,” she remarked while dusting your cheekbones with powder. You groaned loudly, and then shut up after seeing her blank expression. Y/f/n would beat your ass in a heartbeat. After she had finished, you glanced at your reflection while shimmying into the dress. The black satin was cut at the bottom, exposing leg. You shifted, slightly uncomfortable. Y/f/n gasped in wonderment, giggling to herself and clapping her hands together. “Y/n, you look like a model. Wow, I’m incredible.” She hugged you, twirling you around. Your laugh echoed through the room, almost muting the series of loud knocks that came from downstairs. Y/f/n yelled to her older brother, her shrieks bouncing off the walls. “Miss y/f/n, I must answer the door, but what is the matter?” “Honestly, stop calling me that. But do you know who’s downstairs?” “It’s Felix. Also y/n, you look wow, you look like an actual girl.” “This is why you don’t get women.” “Okay. Wait here until I open the door and come downstairs, like in the movies.” You nodded at y/f/n and waved bye to her brother, whose mouth was still hanging open. She ran down the marble stairs to the entrance, motioning for you to hide. “By the way, I get tons of women,” Mingi whispered to you. You shrieked, turning around, only to directly face him. He made a face at you, quickly shushing you. “Dude, you’re about to ruin the surprise for Lee Felix.” “Mingi, I swear to god,-” you glanced at y/f/n, who was opening the door, “I’ll deal with you later.” “Alright. I guess I’ll just see you at the party.” His footsteps grew quieter as he went into his room. You registered his words a second too late. Of course, he was coming. “Y/n, are you ready?” y/f/n called out. “Yeah, I’m coming down,” you yelled back. You adjusted your dress and stepped down onto the staircase, making direct eye contact with Felix, whose eyes became saucers. You felt yourself blush as a slow, astonished smile spread across his face. You walked towards him, now at the base of the stairs. He held up a bouquet of jasmine flowers, fragrant and tied with a delicate pink ribbon. Y/f/n grabbed it and smiled at you, shoving you out the door. “Have fun, I’ll take care of the flowers for you. Call me if you need me.” She waved at you and then smiled and nodded at Felix, who held his hand out to you. “Bye y/f/n,” you called out over your shoulder, before stepping into the back of a limousine. Felix closed the door and then climbed in on the other side. He kept glancing over at you in the car, instilling a feeling of nervousness in you. You turned your head to look at him and saw his expression shift to something extremely unreadable. “So, are the rest of the guys there yet?” “I’m-,” he laughed nervously, “I’m not actually sure.” His low voice seemed to be rising by the second. You laughed despite yourself and saw a slow blush appear above his freckles. “Felix, calm down, it’s just me. Speaking of which, why didn’t you just ask Changbin to this thing?” He shook his head, laughing, and then sat back. “Well, I was going to ask him, but I kept thinking about this one girl. She’s incredible, by the way. Smart, funny, absolutely gorgeous-” he trailed off, staring at you. “Why didn’t you just ask her then?” you said, not catching on. A flicker of jealousy crossed your features. “Well, I guess she isn’t as smart as I thought,” he said, smirking, waiting for you to catch on. When he saw your blank face, he sighed, “It’s you, stupid.” You flushed again and then turned the other way, watching the streetlights pass by. “When did Felix Lee become so slick?” “Honey, I was always slick. This is just the first time you’ve noticed.” “Well, I got asked by this guy. To the same party that we’re headed to. He’s kind of lame though. He always dances to Fortnite music in public, and sometimes he sounds like a mosquito.” “Wow, he sounds like a loser.” The corners of your mouth lifted. “He’s actually amazing.” His eyes flicked down to your lips as he brought your face closer to his. “You should’ve said yes to him then.” You closed your eyes in anticipation, whispering, “I did.” The driver opened the partition, “Sorry to interrupt sir, we’re here.” You flew away from Felix, blushing. He coughed and then nodded at the driver, who closed the partition. “We’ll try again later, but for now, welcome to the party.” A man opened the door, helping you out of the car. You carefully stepped onto the pavement, with Felix right behind you. He held his arm out, and you took it as he led you up the stairs into the mansion. The doors were clad with security, and you glanced at them before entering.

“Biggest party of the year means unwanted attention. They’re keeping the press out,” Felix whispered into your ear. You nodded at him and continued walking into the mansion. Bright chandeliers illuminated a lavish foyer. A castle-like staircase with an ornate railing and wide marble steps spiraled upwards near the left side of the room. Felix continued into the next room, which was full of people mingling and laughing. He tapped the shoulder of a tall red-faced man, who turned and yelled exuberantly.

“Felix, you finally came,” he said, quite loudly.

“Ah, JYP PDnim, yes, we just arrived.”

“We?” he turned to look at you and then nodded in understanding, switching over to English, “Oh, hello, please enjoy the party.”

“Thank you for letting me come,” you said back, laughing nervously.

“Wow, Felix never told us that his girlfriend was this beautiful,” a man beside JYP said. The men standing around him laughed good-naturedly. You glanced up at him and forced a smile, giggling uncomfortably. His skin was flawless, but you could tell that he was significantly older than you. Felix could sense that you wanted to leave the group, so he bowed and explained that he wanted to find Chan, to which JYP nodded and waved him off.

“Like I don’t know she’s beautiful,” he muttered under his breath while he led you away, grasping your hand tightly. Your face heated up as he slowed to a stop.

“Felix, we’ve been waiting for you for over an hour. Hyunjin’s nowhere to be found and Chan passed out from exhaustion. I carried him to a bedroom and tucked him in because we all know I have a heart of gold. But dude, I don’t know if I can handle Jeongin anymore. Seungmin ditched me to dance with Daehwi, which totally didn’t hurt my feelings but whatever. Woojin and Minho are trying to calm Jeongin down right now,” Jisung’s eyes reflected horror.

“Jisung,” Felix said, grasping his shoulders, “where is Changbin?”

You glanced at Jisung, who looked at you and mirrored your blank expression. “He’s looking for Hyunjin, or at least that’s what I think.”

“He’ll survive Felix. Knowing him and Hyunjin, I’d say they wouldn’t want to be disturbed right now.”

Felix looked at you with the most deadpan face you’d ever seen in your life.

“Okay, go look for him with Jisung. I’ll try to find Jeongin or something.”

Felix nodded, grabbing Jisung’s arm and running out of the room. Jisung looked back at you and waved. I think I’m sharing Felix with Changbin. You shook your head and laughed, and then walked further into the hall, trying to find someone you knew. It occurred to you that Jeongin was probably where the food was since he usually got hyper after eating, but you decided to check on Chan first. Then you’d try to find Mingi and hit up the food with the rest of his members. Plan in mind, you returned to the foyer and went up the stairs. After getting lost ten times, you returned to the stairs and tried a different hallway. A doorway at the end of the hall was illuminated, and you turned the handle carefully, before glancing in. You weren’t about to barge in on anything you didn’t need to see. Luckily, a sleeping Chan was on the floor next to a bed. This idiot fell off the bed. He’s lucky he’s cute. You sighed, reaching down and carrying him onto the bed. The sudden movement caused him to wake up and reflexively punch you in the face. You dropped him instantly, avoiding his hand. He screamed, loudly, and then peeked up at you, turning a bright shade of red. 

“I just-,”

“Yeah.”

“And you saw the whole thing.”

“Yeah.” You giggled, covering your mouth hastily. His face turned redder as he looked away.

“You did not see anything.”

“Hmm, I think I actually did? It started when I came in and-,” he groaned loudly, cutting you off.

“Okay. What do you want?”

“World domination.”

“Okay. What do you want that I can get you?”

“Eunwoo’s number. The one in ASTRO”

“Fine. I’ll try asking JYP to get me in with some world leaders.” You laughed in response, holding out a hand for him. Chan had been one of the first people you had met during an event with his company. He had introduced you to a bunch of idols and always talked about you. He was pretty much the perfect friend, but everyone at his company assumed he was dating you, especially since he was always holding your hand and you were always bringing him food. And the fact that he would always call you to say goodnight, and you would always go to the studio at 2 am with ice cream because he was sacrificing his sleep schedule yet again for work, and that you facetimed him until the early hours of the morning, and that he was always buying you stuffed animals. Felix thought this too (before he had eavesdropped on you explaining to Woojin that no, you were not dating Chan because you had an undeniably massive crush on damn Lee Felix.) 

“Thanks,” he said, taking your hand and lifting himself up.

“You look great, by the way. Like an actual girl. Who would’ve thought that y/n could clean up so well, I’m shocked I tell you, absolutel-,” you punched him in the arm and he whimpered. You were glancing around the room and saw a balcony.

“By the way, where are the other guys?”

You looked back at him. “Uh, Seungmin’s dancing, Jeongin’s going crazy, Woojin’s with Minho, Hyunjin and Changbin are bromancing, you’re sleeping, and Felix and Jisung went to get Hyunjin and Changbin. Can we check out the balcony?”

“Yeah, sure. We gotta go calm Jeongin down after.”

“Deal.”

“Actually, meet me near the backdoor in five minutes, and I’ll show you something cool.”

“Alright. I’ll make this bed and catch up.” You waved at him, and he exited the room. It took a couple of minutes to actually fix the bed, but it didn’t look as good as it could have. You struggled with it for a few more minutes, but gave up and left the bedroom. Walking back to the stairs, you could have sworn someone was following you, but no one was behind you. You turned back around again, feeling increasingly nervous. Heart pounding, you made it to the top of the stairs.

“Y/n, is it not?” You whirled around at the sound of a voice. A man was sitting on a sofa, leafing through a magazine. It was the guy who had been standing near JYP earlier. Was he the one following me? You couldn’t move or respond, startled to the core.

He blinked a few times, and then put his magazine down and uncrossed his legs, standing up. “Sorry to have startled you. I’m Mr. Park, maybe you know me from that one movie?” You shook your head, still feeling restless. “Oh, well, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh, of course, Mr. Park.”

“You know, y/n, for a foreigner, you’re very pretty.”

You had to get out of this conversation. The fact that no one was coming upstairs was scaring you, and being alone with him was creating a tight feeling in your chest. “Thank you, Mr. Park.”

He smiled, nodding. “Actually, I was wondering whether-,” you cut him off. “Um, sorry, could I talk to you later? I’m supposed to catch up with someone.”

You saw irritation cross over his face, but he said nothing as you left him with a quiet sorry and began down the stairs. However, when you got to the bend, you felt his hand close around your shoulder. You looked back at him, and his face was devoid of the smile he had shown you only a few minutes earlier.

“I don’t think you’re in a position to deny me what I want, y/n.”

“What?” You shoved his hand off, but he grabbed your wrists instead.

“Sluts don’t get to decide for themselves.”

“Excuse me?”

“You came in here with an improper dress, and slept with an idol.”

“Slept with an idol? I fucking beg your pardon?”

“I saw Bang Chan coming out of the room you went into.”

“What the hell, I was taking care of my friend.”

“Filthy whore, stop lying to me-,” he was losing his patience, trying to drag you back upstairs. 

“What the hell are you doing? Get your fucking hands off of her.” You turned in the direction of the voice, seeing Mingi at the base of the stairs. He ran up towards you and pulled the man’s hands off your wrists. 

“Dude, what the hell do you think you were doing?” 

“Mingi, it’s fine. Let’s go.” You took his hand, pleading with him. He looked down at you and sighed heavily. 

“Fine,” but he turned his head and grimaced at the man before following you down. “It’s men like that who end up in hell. Fucking scum of the earth.”

“Shut up, he can hear you,” you hissed in desperation.

“That’s the point. I swear y/n, why does shit like this always happen? You need to take care of yourself. Loser.” He threw the last bit in and you glared at him. 

“Well, I’m sorry. But god, that was pretty... scary.” He glanced over at you when you said the last part, falling quiet. Then he took off his jacket and threw it at you. You shrieked, trying to save your makeup by shielding your face. 

“Wear this. It’s cold. And go find Felix, why’d he even leave you alone? Is he with Changbin or something?”

You slipped the jacket around your shoulders and sighed, “Does everyone know about it?”

His laugh echoed in the foyer, “Nah, but Wooyoung told me that he and Changbin were talking about how Felix might actually like him more than he likes you.”

“God, Changbin’s always trying to make me jealous, isn’t he?”

“Of course, we love him for that. Now, can we please go get something to eat?”

“What, were you looking for me?”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” He grinned widely, earning an eye roll from you.

“I mean, I’m glad you came. Now let’s go to the food. Where’s it at?” You started walking into the main hall, not seeing the rosy color rising on Mingi’s face. He exhaled, following you. 

“Y/n, where the hell were you?” Chan jumped onto you out of nowhere, clinging to your side. You screamed, extremely startled, and fell backward onto Mingi, who flailed for a second and then toppled over. 

“Why are you all on the floor?” Wooyoung and the guys appeared in a circle around the three of you. 

“Why are you with Stray Kids is the real question we should be asking.” Yeosang and the rest of Ateez was standing next to Wooyoung. 

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upperclass(men)

“Does it still bother you? The fact that they didn’t even wait to accuse us?”

“Hm…? No, I was just distracted by the balloons.” Clear reds and cyan blues were made sunset orange and leafy green by the transparent yellow ones in front. Very pretty. Hopefully distracting enough to clear your mind.

“You know you can’t lie to me. You can try, but even if I didn’t have my abilities, I’d still see right through you.”

’Why?’ you’d wanted to ask. Instead, it’s “how?” that comes out.

“Because I care about you.” 

Because I like you, I’d obviously pay attention to you

{ supernatural au } kdn | bjy | pwj | osw | hmh | hsw

a/n: haetae sungwoon~! think something along the lines of haetae in god of high school and hoozuki. sungwoon x reader bicker like an old married couple.

“You two students at the institute?” The vendor gestured at your sharply cut uniforms, attempting to make small talk as he took your orders, the monochrome fabrics standing out amongst the swathes of playground coloured clothe whilst Sungwoon and you shared a knowing look.

There were children that stood up to your waist openly staring at every movement – fascinated. Their parents wary of every step.

Though magical creatures didn’t look different in their humanoid form, something about the two of you would’ve still felt different to them. Your aura, your scent, your touch, or something else. 

There was no point hiding it – to change out of your uniforms – when the Peace Treaty required you to wear your identities around human settlements anyway. At least this way, they’d know you were part of a neutral facility.

Luckily, the ice cream seller didn’t seem to ask it mockingly, just curious. Perhaps not having seen many of you during the busier weekend periods. 

Alas, final year students couldn’t afford wasting school days out and the younger ones had to stay on campus – no roaming around unless chaperoned. The round trip there and back took up a good portion of the day, after all.

“Yes.” Sungwoon answered politely, shielding you by his side as the high schoolers behind popped up to ask for two ice creams over your shoulders. The vendor busying himself with preparing the four cones.

He’d handed you the ice cream and ushered you away from the store before the two of you were abruptly stopped by a shout- 

“Yah, you thieving freaks, you didn’t pay!!”

Snickering whispers surrounded the two of you in seconds, and you felt Sungwoon stiffen a growl. Constricting the guttural sound inside him before he turns around and lifts a neatly groomed brow (damn him and his perfect skincare routines for making you self-conscious at a moment like this). 

Scanning the crowd, you could see the fine golden mist surrounding him even if it was invisible to the non-supernatural around you. His hair taking on a richer vermillion tone as his gaze settled on a woman cradling a baby. 

You recognized her as the person paying the next counter down.

“Ma’am?”

“I… yes?” Hypnotized, she followed Sungwoon’s line of sight, back at the vendors.

Silence filled the normally boisterous area as parents told their children to be quiet and teenagers adopted hushed voices. People around were now even more cautious to approach the two of you, a circle in the crowd forming as if you had taken the woman and her toddler hostage. You wanted to throw up.

This had happened before too. 

Blaming the supernatural for crimes they didn’t commit, for natural disasters caused by human negligence, for the evil desires that arouse naturally that they didn’t want to acknowledge. But you, yourself, had never been so publicly condemned.

“Won’t you help us out?” It had sounded like a request, but you knew better than to doubt a haetae’s abilities, strengthened even more in his human form. 

As a mythical beast, Sungwoon’s true form took up too much spiritual energy to maintain – usually at the cost of his other abilities; but in this state, it was pressurized in a stabilized core – as if all the power in his true form were to be laser thin and pin pointed.

Walking over, the young mother tilted her head at the high schoolers from before, shaking her head in their direction and dropping her eyes in disappointment. But disappointment in what – you didn’t know.

“Those two walked off before paying,” she voiced what she’d seen without any of her earlier meekness, courage withstanding even when one of the boys stepped forward, fists balled and her baby began crying; only to be stopped when Sungwoon placed a firm hand on his shoulder.

“Let her finish.”

“They told the part-timer who changed shifts with you that they were with those two, they said that the institute students should pay for them since human taxes were used to help fund the school.” 

It was your anger this time that made everything look hazy. 

“Said that the supernatural should stay with the supernatural instead of mingling amongst humans.”

Sighing, the fire in your breath didn’t cool until you reached Sungwoon’s side, his body warm, calming, next to you. And he’s smiling and cordial as he apologizes to the vendors for the misunderstanding. As if he did something wrong.

“Let’s go. They’ll sort it out. It wasn’t anything serious.” He pulls you with him towards the ferris wheel. Somewhere you could be alone. Away. Above the from the crowds.

“Does it still bother you? The fact that they didn’t even wait to accuse us?”

“Hm…? No, I was just distracted by the balloons.” Clear reds and cyan blues, made sunset orange and leafy green by the transparent yellow ones in front. Very pretty. Hopefully distracting enough to clear your mind.

“You know you can’t lie to me. You can try, but even if I didn’t have my abilities, I’d still see right through you.”

’Why?’ you’d wanted to ask. Instead, it’s “how?” that comes out.

“Because I care about you.” 

Because I like you, I’d obviously pay attention to you

“It’s just… hard to not be bothered.” One or two accusations you could deal with… but with crowds, it was always difficult. You also hated how fast he was to apologize. To admit to a wrong he didn’t commit. But you didn’t have to tell him that.

“Look at it this way… we’re lucky that we have humanoid forms. Imagine how they would have treated us if we had to wear modified uniforms.” 

Modified to fit tails, or four legs, or wings and scales. Creatures such as centaurs rarely left the institute for such reasons. They didn’t return with good stories to tell. 

“They say that we’re monsters, as if being human is the ultimate compliment. Calling other races monstrous, as if they’re not monsters themselves. They really think being human makes them humane.”

You knew it was one of the reasons Sungwoon preferred to remain in his human form even though it was more tiring. You gripped his hand tighter.

“What an eventful first date.”

“Eventful… that’s a good word. Very neutral. You’re doing great with this ‘politically correct’ thing.”

“Well, at least one race should try. And the non-magical mob just now clearly wasn’t very accommodating.”

“Did you know? Apparently first dates should always be at the amusement park.” 

That’s one you haven’t heard before. The redhead says it with a determined look on his face, and you can tell he’s trying hard to change the sullen mood as he leads you towards the ride, the two of you settle in line steadily and without trouble. 

No one seeming to mind approaching the uniforms when faced with the threat of getting their place cut in the queue.

“Why?”

“That’s what Daehwi said-” Sungwoon hurried to explain when he saw your unbelieving face. “You never run out of things to do at the amusement park and you’re forced to talk while you’re in line! That’s what he said!”

Stifling a laugh, you could definitely imagine it. 

The 101 dorm boys lazing in their ridiculously luxurious building (a donation courtesy of the magical community’s royalty), eating whatever unhealthy snack they could get their hands on (or was it paws on?) while complaining about their respective love lives like girls in the changing room.

“Is that what you talk about with the underclassmen? Where to go for first dates?”

“He’s not just any underclassmen! He’s Lee Daehwi! You adore Daehwi!”

“I adore him because he’s Daehwi,” you explain with a flick of your wrist, as if the action was synonymous with the sassy young wizard. “You’re very brave to follow his dating advice.”

Provided that while the spell caster was indeed popular, it didn’t exactly translate well into his love life.

“It’s not like I had anyone better to go to. All the guys back in the dorm collectively share one brain cell.”

“You included?”

“Me, excluded. You didn’t let me finish.” 

Tutting, he leans back, the rails of the queue you’re standing in shifting back slightly at the weight before getting stuck into a new crook in the concrete. 

“Used to think that it belonged to Jinyoung – but he’s consistently proving me wrong these days. And don’t even get me started on Minhyun! All the smart ones are the ones that apparently crack the hardest. I really worry for the future of our world.” Sungwoon sighs, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d be tricked into thinking that he was legitimately concerned.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Wha- how am I the ridiculous one?! I had a girl I liked and I pursued her like a normal person!” You had to give it to him. Compared to unconventional courting methods of the dorm 101 occupants, Sungwoon was doing an exemplary job. 

Stellar even.

“You’re still pursuing.” You corrected. 

Smug at the appalled look on the mythical beast’s face before he began to form a pout. How he looked so cuddly and cute in his human form, but fierce and intimidating in his other confused and fascinated you to no end. 

“So you don’t get to make fun of the younger ones.” 

“I didn’t expect the haetae to look... Well. Like you.”

“What? To look normal?” His mouth is pursed to one side of his face, but his expression amused.

He’s rounded corners, lilted laughter, petit statute and fluffy cloud-like hair. All the makings of a pretty fairy. He didn’t need to know that though.

“No.” It was your turn to find laughter. “To look handsome.”

The unexpected flush that merged his face with his reddened hairline did nothing to mask the mythical beast’s cuteness, and the roundness of his cheeks looked even more prominent as he presses his lips together.

“Gods. You’re so-“ 

Tilting your head to the side, you wait for what he has to say since words seem to have failed him as he just continues to stare. 

“You’re so embarrassing!” Sungwoon muttered, looking away.

“Embarrassing for me? Or embarrassing for you? I’m not the one that can’t take a compliment.”

Miffed, or flustered. Maybe a bit of both, Sungwoon glanced at you with his face is still turned.

“Well, I’m sorry not all of us are so forward.” Blunt. Or just shameless. You didn’t mind either.

“And I’m sorry not all of us are subtle.”

Oh, how the tables had turned. Now he was the one that consistently made you blush. You still can’t put a finger on when exactly it had started, what day of the week had it been and of which month did he start becoming the one to make you the shy one?

You’re just glad he doesn’t seem to realize it himself either.

“You could always rectify that. Change our status so that I do get to tease the younger ones. Maybe we should even do that selfie announcement thing where we time our Facebook status change a minute within one another and have matching display pics.”

You hoped he wasn’t for saying that you should really do that. 

“We’ll be the ones get teased for doing ‘old people stuff’ by the kids then!” 

Who even used Facebook anymore!

“I hate how you didn’t even bother to hedge around the fact that we’re getting old – gotta give them something to tease us back for though,” he shrugged. “They’ll call foul if we don’t.”

“Gods above and below, you’re such a hyung. One minute you complain about them and the next you plan to give them something to make fun of you for just so its reciprocated. I don’t know whether to be impressed or worried!”

“You can be both. Both are fine. Just give me twice the amount of attention.”

“You’re incorrigible. I’m glad your kids know that you’re that way.”

“Their your kids too!” 

Reminding you of the fact that you practically adopted the savage JinHwi duo the day you were assigned as their mentor when they transferred halfway through the term. He nudged you by the shoulders. 

“And I’m lucky you have a habit of being that way too.”

“Oi!” You nudged back.

“It’s fine. No worries. I like you even though you’re like that. I don’t trust anybody else to handle you.” 

Sungwoon let go of your hand as the two of you stepped into the ferris wheel capsule.

“Not to mention; I’m good-looking, kind, and very good at catching liars and thieves. By extension, I also hate liars, so I’m a great judge of character. What’s more, I’m also taller than Guanli-“

“I thought you hated liars!”

“Taller than Guanlin once I transform. You never let me finish!

“Guanlin’s still a growing boy!” The haetae were one of the largest creatures throughout any of the realms, so that was a given. But transformations for mythical beasts were unpredictable, and given Guanlin’s race…

“Well, for the time being, his mythical form is still smaller! And what did I say? They’re as much your kids as they are mine. Even while we’re on our date – they’re still interrupting!” 

You want to say that he’s the one that’s consistently bringing them up. But decide that it’s probably better to not let him know just how much he cares, lest he actively avoids the subject.

By now, a smile had stuck on, but you purposefully let it drop a bit, almost guilty when you saw the way Sungwoon’s expression flickered to confusion. “Thanks, you know,”

“You’re welcome,” comes out quick, like an automatic reaction,

“But I still think eventful isn’t the right word. Being politically correct isn’t really my thing.” That was Jisung’s thing. 

The two of you may be final year students at the institute – but you were still young. What was the point to dwell on such things? 

Leaning forward, you whispered lowly; as if planning a much more elaborate prank on the others than what you actually propose.

“Also - let’s tell the others that we had an awful first date.”

“Why the hell would we do that?” 

He stood, and the capsule swung back and forth. The sky coming into view one moment, and the ground the next. People smaller than ants from where you sat.

“Passengers, please stay seated during the duration of the ride. Thank you for your cooperation and we hope you enjoy your time with us tonight.” The loud speaker announced as the ferris wheel came to a temporary halt.

“Cooperation my ass.” Rolling his eyes, the haetae sat back down. Visibly annoyed.

“Didn’t Daehwi tell you?” 

You really wanted to reach out and pinch his cheeks when he sulked. Evidently, Daehwi didn’t tell him. 

“Awful first dates don’t count. You owe me another first date, Sungwoon-sshi.”

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