#lee riwoo hard thoughts

[myungjaes-luvv]

some (very unorganized) boynextdoor horny thoughts for the feed‼️

(not including woonhak in this but yeah, rest under the cut)

sungho

- i need to be on my knees in front of this man holy fuck

- he’s honestly probably more for slow intimate sex but imagine a quick fuck with him

- i need him in my mouth immediately or i might implode soon

- sucking his dick while hes wearing a crop top??? hello???

riwoo

- hes so small but like. big dick riwoo is such a real thing. let me sit on his lap oh my GOD

- he might not know how to use it though so you’d have to help (im okay with this)

- okay. hear me out. him finger fucking you with his nails all painted and cute (i love when he wears nail polish holy fuck)

jaehyun

- my baby. my love. i need to ruin this boy sooo bad

- listening to all the pretty noises he makes would fucking wreck me

- he’s really easy to turn on, and he’s such a crier. sex with him would be SO fucking fun, tell me im wrong

- he’d be down to fuck ANYTIME ANYWHERE

- also let me pull his hair…

taesan

- i have no idea where the fuck to start with this boy, hes the current loml, hes SO fucking pretty

- that new hair color on him oh my god, let me yank his hair while he shows me what that mouth of his does

- im always torn between wanting to give him a hug or wanting to give him head

- can i suck his dick pleasepleaseplease

leehan

- imagine waking him up by riding him

- he’d be soso flustered but he’d grab onto your hips and encourage you to keep going

- his deep voice probably has him sounding soooo hot when he’s moaning

- ykw let me pull his hair too like…

theres more probably but that’s been my brain for the past week and a half. my dms are open for discussion OKAY BYEEE

[ilysungho]

i feel like we dont get enough dom!riwoo on here!! do u have any thoughts on dom riwoo ?! 🙈🙈 i literally cant get him out my mind,, feel like he'd be so mean but so nice all at once ~_~

- @hazeytae :3

I WAS ABOUT TO START WRITING A DOM!RIWOO FIC BECAUSE I THOUGHT THE SAME HELLO? you read my mind love 💗 this turned out WAY longer than i thought it would be but enjoy hehe ☺️

dom!riwoo would be so mean and nice all at once, i agree! he’d have his signature cocky smile on his face as he feels you grind on his lap during a makeout session. his voice is so gorgeous and i just know he would talk to you a lot, even hum at you as you beg for more from him. but he’d take it oh so slowly. granted he doesn’t mind quickies, but he would want to savor the moment when he has the time. he’d say how your his pretty girl, but then ask “or do you want to be my pretty slut for the night?”. your reaction says it all as he buries his face into your neck, leaving wet and sloppy kisses because he knows you like how the air hits the saliva on your skin, making you moan softly as you hug his chest. the grinding doesn’t falter as he tells you to take your shirt off for him, flaunting your braless figure for him to mark. he’d smirk at how thoughtful you are for not wearing anything underneath, but even then he’s pretty good at unhooking your bra with a single pinch.

~ more under cut!

riwoo would draw shapes and words on your back as he sucks your delicate nipples, humming at your moans as you feel your panties getting wetter. his jeans might have a stain before he gets down to where you need him, but it’s ok. it’s not like he needs the clothes soon anyways. his tongue would paint all over your skin so expertly that all you can do is wonder how he does it so well every time. he’d definitely want to have sex regularly, whether it be quickies, or soft and sensual sex, or hard and kinky sex. he’s into all of it and if you weren’t then that’s also ok. he’d only go as far as you allow. as he kisses your marked up breasts, he’d bend you backwards onto the mattress/couch, while kissing down your stomach, holding onto your back so preciously. he loves how you arch your back to let him do so, getting so turned on to be able to see your soaked, translucent cloth barely covering your needy cunt now. he’d smirk as he teases you for it, but you can’t even tell him off as you’re humping your hips up to his lips while begging for more. “mhm ok darling, whatever you want.” falls out of his perfectly plump lips as he pulls the useless cloth off of you. he’s conditioned you by now to take two fingers immediately when wet, and that’s what he does while his tongue drinks your juices and flicks your clit. he’d moan teasingly against the sensitive skin to get you even more riled up, the vibrations not even close to the ones from your vibrators he’d bought for you. you liked how his irregular hums made you shake over his touch, and he liked how you shook under him as he teased you so gently. but it’s not the most he’d tease you. oh no, he would tease you for so long. he’d eat you out for hours on end if he could, sending you to the edge multiple times with just his tongue and fingers.

as you whine about how you’re going to cum, riwoo would sit up, still fingering you while he tells you to let it out, taking his dick out to put a condom on in the process. and when you do, he’d take your cum and use it as lube to finally fuck you (for the first time out of many rounds). the penetration would have you arch your back once again from how he’d fill you up fuller than his fingers had. his cock would be an average length, curved and a little on the thin side. yet your pussy would swallow him up and clench around him so perfectly. he’d tongue the insides of his cheek, still coated with the taste of you, as he smirks at how well you’re taking him despite just cumming.

this would go on for a while, the two of you changing positions often, with him particularly being a fan of fucking you sideways with your hands pinned to your back and upper leg on his shoulder. as the rounds continue on, he’d get more vulgar with his word choices too. degrading you with every thrust, his pace wouldn’t falter. he’s a dancer after all; he’s used to hard practices so he has built up a good amount of stamina. and he wouldn’t stop until your overstimulated and squirting all over his dick. after all, he’d only be satisfied once you make a mess <3

[tsandoll]

most to least likely to have a breeding kink in bnd?

i have my own thoughts on this, but i'm interested on what you think before elaborating

love 💙

oooo maybe most to least to want to cum inside/ creampie for BND if you are comfy doing so (*^‿^*)

hope you guys don't mind me combining these!! im very curious to hear your thoughts on this 💙 anon!! but here's what im thinkinggg

most

jaehyun - this man lives for breeding, he's a bit nervous about it at first but when he's actually fucking you he knows he Needs to finish inside like just pumping you full of cum drives him sooo insane.

sungho - he thinks it's so intimate, being able to fuck you full of his cum. his hips always rock in and out of you at a steady pace to where you can both feel how warm his cum is and how much more full you feel from it <3

leehan - he loves any kind of possession, marking up your skin, you marking up his, filling you with cum,, it gives him the biggest rush ever. especially because he loves it messy so fucking you after he's already cum inside is very likely!!

riwoo - riwoo's so into honestly but he doesn't say anything. like he's so shy about it but anytime he gets close to even having the slight opportunity to cum inside. he gets so so excited at the thought of it <3

taesan - if im so fr he'd lowkey overthink it too much to really get into it. i feel like he'd find it so sexy if he would just shut up in his head LMAOHDJD. sometimes he gets so in his head that he can't even cum lowkey 💔

least

[chewnotchoke]

well fuck it i wanna be on top of him

[jiung-colors]

TEXT CHAT WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND

Pairing: boynextdoor x female reader.

Genre: fake chat, established relationship, smut.

Warning: smut, mdi +18

[starrihan]

I’ve been really into toxic! Boynextdoor and I have a couple ideas with these toxic scenarios in mind so is that something yall would like to see in the future? 🤭

(also I have a heeseung fic on the way I’m just a little troubled rn on how to continue it)

[lunicho]

What are your hard thoughts about this? :

https://twitter.com/riwoo_archive/status/1751786898014777787?t=F2txX6k8GR-mxBcGfgUa5A&s=19

He looks dominant here🌝

(send bnd asks to @angeltsan)

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hmm,,, thinking abt ceo! riwoo having u as his office assistant,, running all his errands like the good obedient little helper that you are,, asks u to stay behind after a meeting so he can "assess your performance" when in reality he just wants to praise u for being such a good girl.. even let's u sit in his chair. he'd place his hands on your shoulders, leaning down to your ear to tell you just how much he appreciates you and all your hard work,, how he loves having you around cuz he'd be a wreck without u.. he'd start going on and on about how he wants to repay you.. and before u know it he has u pressed against his desk, his lips on yours. you'd grip onto his tie, pulling him closer into the kiss.. his glasses would fog up as u kiss, making him smile against ur lips. he'd lift u onto his desk, roughing up your button up shirt in the process,,

[miumura]

MAKE THE FIRST MOVE ♡ 보이넥스트도어 🪽 ✦

( 𝓢 )﹕the more i get to know you, the more i like you !

IN WHICH with how shy they seem to be, you decide to confess to them first ────── BOOKSHELF ( 🗯️ )

──── 0t6!shy!boynextdoor x gn ! r ╱ ⌕ fluff, confession ∿ w. none just reader confessing ( or per say, wearing the pants in this situation 😝 ) wc. 1.4K+ ( 1483 ) ｡ ｡ i finally finished my midterms!!! so….Hey…this is definitely a self indulgent hc abt shy bonedo…Gulps….😁

MYUNG JAEHYUN

best believe that the moment you say, “i like you”, the once very confident and bubbly jaehyun turns into a complete flustered mess. he’s completely dumfounded, as if with the little signs you managed to pick up—from his not-so-subtle physical touch with you to wanting to take care of you endlessly—weren't obvious enough for you to assume there might be something more. you weren’t entirely sure of his intentions at first, but seeing the way his cheeks turned pink when you reciprocated back those actions, that was all the confirmation you needed. and despite his previous actions of boldness, it’s as if jaehyun couldn’t believe those words came out of your mouth—and they were meant for him! sure, he's made the first move plenty of times in small, almost teasing ways, but this? this was completely different. the very person he’d been crushing on months just confessed first, leaving him completely stunned. before you could think about it—to take back your confession as a joke (or out of fear of rejection)—jaehyun immediately snaps out of it in time by blurting back a “i like you too!”. now, the two of you are completely left red in the face with smiles you both can't seem to hide.

PARK SUNGHO

if anything, sungho feels like he should be calm—getting confessed to first isn’t that big of a deal, right? but as it turns out, seeing it actually happen to him feels like a much bigger deal than he ever expected. your confession is enough to send his normally composed and rational demeanor to spiral, his thoughts heading in all kinds of directions. still, sungho is nothing if not determined to keep everything together. he convinces himself that he’ll snap out of it at any given moment now, and somehow, manages to wear a calm, almost effortless expression. but don’t be fooled—beneath the surface, his emotions are anything but steady. excitement, adoration, and just about every happy feeling imaginable are coursing through him, making it almost impossible to think straight. and even if sungho wanted to take more time to be able to process what just happened, his naturally observant side quickly picks up on the slightest shift in your body language. the seemingly unnoticeable-but-very-noticeable-to-him movement of yours was enough to remind him that he has to say something. with his soft tendencies shining through, he doesn’t just give you an answer—he absolutely says yes. and because one confession clearly isn’t enough for the moment, he follows it up with one of his own. sungho simply does this after working up the courage to finally say something that he should’ve done way before. but, after all, two confessions are definitely better than one, right?

LEE SANGHYEOK

he is absolutely starstruck. riwoo completely freezes in place, blinking rapidly as he tries to figure out whether he is dreaming or not. his heart is pounding so hard that it just might burst, and he also can’t ignore the feeling of his breath being hopelessly caught up in his throat. even with the lack of his response, you can see the unmistakeable joy that lights up in his eyes. it silently gave away the fact that he also felt the same, and how much your confession meant to him. he might just be unable to say anything but give you a shy nod, a smile and a hint of blush taking over his face. it was an unspoken answer, but it was so crystal clear. he would listen intently to your words, his heart continuing to swell up with many emotions that he isn’t too sure of how to contain them. the moment you start complimenting him, it’s almost as if that was enough to make him faint right then and there. your words start hitting him ten times harder now that he knows how you feel, which makes him undeniably happy. just hearing you consistently hear you praise him is just enough for him of wanting to run out the room with how bad he was burning up. but, of course, riwoo isn’t one to just sit there and take it—no, he tries to match you, fumbling through his own compliments and maybe even attempting to one-up you. safe to say, his adorable efforts are more than enough to make it clear that the feeling is entirely mutual.

HAN DONGMIN

taesan is completely composed—at least, that’s what he’s been trying to tell himself. contrary to his sweaty palms, his eyes darting everywhere except yours, or the fact his brain is short circuiting—yeah, he is definitely doing just fine. despite him not wanting that part of him shown to you, he isn’t even completely sure of what he’s been saying for the past few minutes. a bunch of awkward “oh” and “um” slips out and believe it or not—taesan is mentally screaming at himself because the last thing he wants to do is make it seem like he’s about to reject you. that is certainly not his goal—he just happens to be processing everything you’re saying. slowly. he’s just sitting there, completely dazed, as you continued to talk—explaining why you liked him, and those very reasons seemingly filling up every part of his brain with ease. he was simply admiring you—the sole reason why he wanted to avoid eye contact—only because he knew if he looked at you any longer, he might really have no words left to say. but already, he could feel himself getting distracted, your words soon turning out to be like…blah blah blah…proper name, place name, backstory stuff…none of it registering in his brain as he’s entirely focused on you. give taesan a minute to reboot, though, and suddenly, he’s blurting out a nonchalant acceptance of your confession—like it’s no big deal. however, the moment he turns away, he can’t hide the fact that a huge smile was creeping across his face, one that only betrays him and shows how overjoyed he actually is.

KIM DONGHYUN

leehan just simply ends up nervously laughing it off because, honestly, this guy has no idea of how to react. given your usual dynamic, he can only assume you’re joking (although, normally, he would hope the flirty things you said were never that). so he smiles—completely casual, but also playful—until he catches the serious look in your eyes. now, that was the moment where everything shifted. his laugh soon falters, turning into more of a i-know-this-feeling-but-why-does-it-feel-even-more-serious kind of chuckle, especially with his heart increasing picking up its pace. with how leehan usually acts, he would’ve thrown out a teasing remark with that kind of look on your face, but this time? the words don’t even come out right. instead, he’s stuttering, fumbling, and sounding completely incoherent—drastically different from his usual self. it’s almost as if you were brought back in time, seeing the quiet and soft spoken guy from the first time you two met. now, it’s your turn to tease him, and you’re more than ready to do so. as you kept going, the redness in leehan’s ears only deepens as he desperately tries to get you to stop, mumbling protests that do nothing to help his case. that’s when you suddenly hit him with the one and only line, “you still didn’t give me your answer yet”. and just like that, he is completely wrecked. leehan practically hides behind his hands, his voice barely above a whisper as he mumbles out a shy “yes” in embarrassment. deep down, though? he’s absolutely loving every second of it.

KIM WOONHAK

congratulations, you’ve officially broken the kim woonhak. this guy is completely freaking out, and if he could, he would definitely be bouncing off the walls. but what is this poor guy instantly going to think about? that you’re joking. he knows you two are great friends—close enough that maybe this could just be one of those playful, friendly moments. but the second he catches the way you’re looking at him? yeah, that thought completely disappears, and suddenly, he’s melting into a puddle of mush. definitely pulls out the “well if you insist,” only to attempt to play it off cool, as if his heart is practically waiting to jump out of his chest at any second now. but, the second those words leave his mouth, woonhak suddenly follows along with a whole ramble about how he really feels. he’s fully convinced that his first response was awful, so now he plans on just oversharing every moment or thought he’s had about you and reconsidering your friendship with him (though he would’ve been scared to make a move to make you two pass that stage). even with him being able to somewhat pull himself together, he is still a complete mess inside. your confession is definitely not leaving any time soon—it will live rent-free in his head, for who knows how long. expect him to be smiling, giggling, and replaying the moment over and over, unable to believe it actually happened.

‘💬’ ─── after writing this… can you tell that i was also going crazy with the lengths of these… ++ requests/ideas are SOOO welcome i fear i need to write more for my faves 🫠

BND PERM TAGLIST ( OPEN ) ─── @juyeoz @j4d

[consume-cs]

safety net (01) ◯○ seeing you crying for the first time

i’m afraid that everything would disappear | 099 | 🏷️ bnd content | materialist

english isn’t my first language. ot6 scenario. non idol — angst, crying ﷼

myung jaehyun

You’re bestfriends since kids so you see each other almost everyday and Jaehyun couldn't help but worry when he realize he hadn't see you in a while and when he did, you didn't want to talk with him and always avoided seeing him.

So, it was a surprise seeing you in front of his door at midnight with tears in your eyes. JaeHyun was paralized for a few seconds before reacting and making you come in, holding your hands. "What happened?" He wanted to ask more, but stopped himself after hearing your sobs and hugged you.

Later, he found out your parents' divorce and you decide to ignore him because he knows you too well and would notice at the first sight that something was wrong. After, Jaehyun couldn't let you go.

park sungho

Sungho was worried and anxious at the same time he looked the street one and over. After school, you two always take the bus to home, however, Sungho stayed around the school for an hour just waiting for you before he decided to go by his own.

When he arrived home, he found out you weren't there and your parents were looking for you. The sun was setting and he wanted to stay positive even if his thoughts weren't helping him. His eyes saw you in the distant, running to you as fast as he could and holding your shoulders. "Where were you?" He was going to ask more, but he stopped himself after hearing you cry.

Sungho sighed with relief and hold you in his arms when you said you got lost, being grateful knowing you're okay. Eventually, he accompanied you to home.

lee riwoo

It happened that time when you were practicing a show for highschool and after practice finished, Riwoo left the place with his friends d until he was looking for you.

"I'll be back" He said before leaving the group and almost run to the scenario again, calling your name without hearing a response. At the dressing room, he heard sobs and seeing you between a bunch of clothes crying.

Immediately, he ran and knelt in front of you, touching your hair at the same time he tried to guess the reason of your crying. Minutes later, you told him how frustrated you felt about your dancing skills.

After that, Riwoo grabbed your hand and stood you up, promising that he would teach you whatever you needed if it meant he would never see you cry again.

han taesan

It was a cold winter morning where streets were snow-covered and the temperature was low. That morning, Taesan decided to sit beside the window and stare the snowflakes.

By that time, he was reading a book and something catched his attention, making him look up. Seeing you walking slowly in the snow made him came out of the house without a jacket, seeing you cry.

"What happened? Why are you crying?" He was worried. Your cheeks and eyes were red, you explained that your dog got lost in the forest, so Taesan promised you he was going to find it only if you go home.

kim leehan

It was a cloudy day in your bestfriend's house doing a final project for college and you've been there since morning. Leehan couldn't hide his interest in you, constantely passing by the dining room just to tease his sister even if it was to see you.

Although, the issue started when everyone sat together to eat dinner and nostalgia hitted you hard. Everyone knew you weren't from there, you had to study aboard by yourself, so looking your bestfriend's family eating t together made you sensitive.

Sitting on the porch, Leehan took a seat next to you while you observe the stars, tears running down on your cheeks. "What happen?" He whispered.

"I miss my family" You said, bitting your lip and hiding your face in your hands. Leehan put his arm around your back and leaned your body on his, hearing your crying at the same time he was consoling you.

kim woonhak

Everyone knew you were an excellent student, practically you had the best grades. So, everybody thought the first one with the best grades was youbut that never happened.

Certainly, it was a surprised but Woonhak, who was sitting behind you, noticed your unusual behavior. The bell rang and it was break time, only you and Woonhak stayed at the classroom. He asked you what was happening while you tried to hide your face.

"I'm done" You started before taking a big sigh. "I'm done with those expectations of being the best on my shoulders, so when I don't achieve them, everyone jugde me" You said while crying.

He offered you a tissue, daring to ask you if you wanted a huge and you said yes, feeling way better.

xoxo girl💋…

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[4ranghaes]

lee riwoo x reader [smut, gender neutral!reader, reader is a dancer/can dance]

a/n - IM A FUCKING IDIOT AND POSTED THIS INSTEAD OF SAVING AS DRAFT SO I HAD TO DELETE😭😭😭 anyway i think this inbox was just a hard thought but i took it and ran

warnings - mentions of breeding kink, blowjob, loose dom/sub dynamics overall, reader is described as having long hair, slight cum play

15:13 - “i was thinking of new songs to make choreo to by the way,” you said, as your practise of sticky by tyler the creator came to an end.

your boyfriend was sat on the bench around the edge of the practise room, taking a swig from his water bottle. he hummed in response.

“what do you think about juno?” you asked, scrolling through your phone to find the song, “by sabrina carpenter.”

riwoo started choking on his water, making you look up as you laughed, “is that a yes?”

he nodded, laughing slightly. “no, yeah, yeah, that sounds like a good idea. there’s a lot of... good stuff in that song.”

you nodded, eager to show him what you'd already thought of. riwoo stood up, coming back over to the middle of the room. he was wearing simple sweatpants and a hoodie, but he had his signature gold and silver rings on his long fingers and his hair was covered by a bandana and a hat.

as the song started playing, you showed him the moves you'd already thought of, and some improvisation in places where you hadn't. he watched intently through the mirror, monitoring your actions closely.

“and then of course,” you spoke, as the lyrics ‘have you ever tried this one?’ rang out through the practise room.

“wh-what ‘of course’?” he asked with a chuckle, the rest of the dance forgotten even as the song continued playing.

“you know!” you laughed, “juno positions. like sabrina does.”

he shrugged, shaking his head. he came over to your side as you started searching on your phone, pulling up a compilation of juno positions. riwoo’s jaw opened slightly as he watched, swallowing nervously the more he watched.

“oh.”

you laughed, “i can't believe you haven't seen this!” you scrolled onto the next video; sabrina on her back with her arms and legs wrapped round the air, the comments filled with sentiments of how dangerous the position was.

“what does that mean?” he laughed, looking at you slightly nervously.

“leaves you pregnant, i think,” you whispered teasingly, smiling at your boyfriend's shyness. he bit his lip, adjusting his sweatpants.

“so which one are you gonna do?” he asked, continuing to look at you through the mirror instead.

you smiled, shrugging as you walked up to riwoo, wrapping your arms around his waist, “i have quite a few options, hmm?”

he smiled, trailing a finger up your arm lightly as he repeated your sentiment, “hmm?”

you put your phone in your pocket, thinking for a second before playing the song again. you went through the moves that you’d agreed on previously, riwoo nodding along, monitoring through the mirror as always.

have you ever tried this one?

you got on your knees in front of riwoo, pulling your hair into a ponytail with one hand as he looked down at you, eyebrows raised and an amused smile on his face. he used two fingers to lift your jaw so you were looking up at him.

his jaw was slack as he looked down at you, using the hand not on your face to pull his sweatpants down haphazardly, neither of you breaking eye contact. you used your free hand to trail up his thigh, helping him pull down his sweatpants before rubbing up and down his clothed bulge lightly.

riwoo’s eyes rolled back, his head dropping backwards at the feeling. he used his hands to take your hair from you, both your hands now pulling down his boxers to join his sweatpants round his ankles. your mouth dropped open, using your tongue to gently lick a stripe up his hard cock.

riwoo hissed, tugging on your hair as his head fell back, “please, sweet.”

you smiled up at him through your lashes before taking the tip in your mouth, moving further down and taking as much as you could, running your tongue over the skin as you went. your hands flew to the base, touching what you couldn’t reach with your mouth as riwoo’s eyes fluttered between watching you take him so beautiful and succumbing to pleasure.

he was straining, trying not to buck his hips in your mouth as he moaned, the lewd slurping sounds of your mouth filling the room as the song ended.

“s-so good for me,” he muttered, the ponytail forgotten as he just tugged on your locks, “so good for me. j-just like that– fuck!”

you smirked, moaning against his cock as his head fell back, staying there as he moaned out. his moans were low and constant, making you smile at the sound.

“gon– gonna cum, sweet,” he muttered, looking down at you again, hands gathering up your hair from the base, “whe–”

you cut off his question as you placed your hands on his ass, pulling him closer and keeping him firmly in your mouth. he moaned, the sound becoming a high-pitched whimper as he came spurts into your mouth, hitting your throat.

riwoo’s legs trembled as his orgasm subsided. you pulled his soft dick out your mouth, as he sorted himself out. you stood up, smiling at his slightly fucked out expression.

you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out to show him the cum coating your mouth. his face crumpled, moaning at the view before you swallowed, smiling again and placing your hand on the back of his head, pulling him in for a kiss. he started grabbing at your waist desperately.

“fuck,” he murmured into your mouth, “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

[taesanluv3r]

chronicles of an overly in-love woonhak.

kim woonhak x reader

entirely in woonhak's pov (he's just yapping to himself the whole time), this is so dumb n stupid but i think it's silly cute idk 😓 cuss words!! lowercase intended, pls excuse any spelling mistakes / grammatical errors <3 enjoy :3

wc: 1,401

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"relax woonhak, it's not that hard"

all i needed to do was make a move. seriously, how hard could it be? i mean it was easy to help riwoo make a move on the girl he liked, so why would it be hard for me to make a move on someone myself?

but of course, the difference was that riwoo was hitting on someone random from his dance class while i, little pathetic old kim woonhak, just had to have a crush on the ever-so untouchable, and insanely stunning…

yn fucking ln.

i mean she's like- way way way out of my league, right? the other day i confided in taesan, i always talk to him when i feel lost...well only when i'm lost in the thoughts of her. that's only cause she's rather close to him, they're like siblings who aren't related at all- i think it's pretty sweet. otherwise, i wouldn't ever confide in that menace.

but he knows her very well, and he knows me very well, it's the perfect combination. anyways, i told him about my feelings for her, how she absolutely drove me insane. i mean who wouldn't go insane? she's just so effortlessly...her, in a good way, of course. god nothing bad about her would ever come out of my mouth...she's just perfect.

okay maybe I'm lying, she can be a little stubborn and bitchy sometimes...but that's just another thing I can go on and on and on talking about. i'm always talking about her.

taesan laughed at me, he told me i was oblivious and delusional if i couldn't see that she felt the exact same way. i mean can you believe that? she feels the same?! about me?! about kim woonhak?!

i don't believe it for a second...okay, i lied again. the statement did fuel my stomach up with butterflies and make my head spin and cheeks flush and all that…jazz.

and then he said one thing, the one thing that's making me think about everything all over again.

"if you love her so much, make a move!"

and so now here i am, sitting in bed at one o' clock in the morning. only eight hours until i have to go to school. which means that i only have eight hours to construct the most perfect plan to finally make my move. i mean how hard could it be? it's just like chess! not that i'm good at chess, i actually kinda suck at it…

"ugh cut it out woonhak, you're wasting your time!"

she probably doesn't even like me back. maybe she's just as nice as she is to me with everyone else. and surely that drawing she made me was just a friendly gift! and of course the poems she sent me were probably drafts for someone else…though she did send one with my name in it once…

wait.

wait a fucking minute.

SHE PROBABLY DOES LIKE ME BACK?!

OKAY, okay calm down woonhak. no need to get your hopes up too unecessarily high…

this does give me confidence though, just keep thinking positively and make your move at school FIRST THING IN THE MORNING!

"i got this!"

maybe i lied a little to my reflection in the mirror whilst getting ready for school this morning. cause she was right there when i arrived, alone and ready for me to go tell her I love her, but fear got the best of me…as per usual.

so now i'm here, in fucking science class having to listen to professor lee rant about whatever problem he had with lamarck's theory as opposed to darwin's. interesting one though, i know yn has a real interest in the theory of evolution and just about everything else biology related- maybe not plant biology, she didn't look too happy when we were told we're gonna study plant science next week.

just as i started thinking about her all over again, a piece of paper struck my head from behind. it landed in between my back and my chair, not very comfortable. i turned to reach for it, checking out whoever threw it at me as i did so.

yn ln shoots her unique smile at me, her lips tilting crookedly. she never smiled with her teeth because she doesn't quite like how it looks. i strongly disagree, i think it's adorable when her uneven fangs show, it's just another peculiar thing i get to love about her.

i stare too long, too long that she has to raise her eyebrows to remind me of the paper i was supposed to retrieve from behind me and read. my cheeks were probably redder than the ripest of strawberries- ironically, her favourite fruit.

the page was off-white, a cute rilakkuma print bordering the lined-sheet…classic yn ln and her cutesy stationary. i couldn't help but smile as i opened it to find her neat, yet absurdly tiny handwriting.

i admired it for a second, not quite reading the actual note just yet, but once i did…

the ink was pink, one of the gel-pens she usually used to write her overly pretty notes for literature. and the words she scribbled on the page were simple. well, as simple as such a complex and interesting girl like her could ever get.

"hi woonhak, i like you. like a lot. see you under the bleachers at lunch. :) <3 ★"

not even a question. if it weren't for the doodles of hearts, smiley faces, and stars all over the note i would've deemed it a threat.

another lie. i should stop lying. she could tell me to throw myself off a cliff or threaten me with a knife and i'd still be flustered and in love.

the lunch bell came a lot sooner than i calculated. perhaps my brain had been overstimulated by the test i had just finished, or maybe time is just that unpredictable when you're anxious.

i desperately needed to piss- another lie that i told myself to postpone the possible embarrassment i might encounter with my crush under the bleachers today. fuck. why am i so nervous?

i decided it's best to just YOLO and speed over to her usual spot under the bleachers. what's the worst that could happen? you know...besides her revealing it was all a prank and then totally making fun of me!!!!!!! ha ha...ha...

i'm cooked.

she was already there, a slight worry on her face as if she had been waiting and wondering where i had been. i was about to mutter an apology for being late, saying i needed to go to the bathroom and such but she didn't let me talk.

"i know you like me, woonhak"

at this point i was shitting sweat.

"um-"

i was interrupted.

"you took too long to say anything and frankly, i got impatient. cause i like you too- like- a lot. lol"

lol, she ended every serious sentence with that abbreviation to lighten the mood- cute.

all i could do was chuckle in relief.

"can we kiss now?"

she asks, her words coming out a little stale and hasty, but sweet. in a way that made my heart break and melt into bits and pieces. who am i kidding though, she does anything and i'll melt into bits and pieces.

"yeah-"

her lips halted my chatter. she tastes like an odd mixture of banana milk and…honey garlic fried chicken- but it tasted kind of good...?

remind me to ask her where she got her lunch from cause...damn.

the kiss lasted longer than i would've earlier expected, her hands were in my hair and mine held her waist. i had to bend down a little, she's not that short but she's definitely not tall. not as tall as me, that is.

alas we seperated. she giggled softly and i can see a faint pink tint brushed against her cheeks as she caught her breath. then she looked up at me, with the most precious set of eyes. it didn't last long as her complexion changed completely in a matter of seconds before these words left her mouth:

"ask me out, loser"

and that's just the push i needed.

"yn ln, be my girlfriend and take me to whatever place you got the fried chicken your lips tasted like!"

she giggled again- i swear a braincell of mine disappears every time she so much as smiled- stepping forward to hug me, which i happily accepted by the way…she smells good. she smells like a...fresh...teddy bear? yeah.

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"i can't believe you actually like me back" i blurted out, watching as she stuck a chicken wing into her mouth. the sauce got on her face and i helped her wipe it off like the gentleman that i am.

"and i can't believe you confided in taesan, of all people!" her words were muffled as she chewed.

"whatever babe, now why don't you eat first and talk later"

she almost chokes as she stares at me with this bewildered look on her face. how could a person be so adorable? like? this???? this cutie??? SHES my girlfriend???!!!???

she speaks with half a drumstick in her mouth and her eyes were opened wide.

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME BABE?!"

lol.

the end.

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LMAOOO idek wht i was going for in this one 😭 i pulled this straight out of my drafts tbh </3 reblogs n feedbacks r vv appreciated!! love u tysm for reading. love, kona.

[lionhanie]

the first snow (lee riwoo)

working during the holidays isn’t too bad with sanghyeok by your side 

co-worker!riwoo x gn!reader (non-idol au) 

this work is my contribution to @onedoornet’s christmas event, a very onedoor christmas! check it out here!

word count: 4.1k ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ genre: fluff

warnings: a pinch of angst i'd say (alluding to burnout/seasonal depression), reader is a people pleaser, i curse maybe twice lol, riwoo is referred to as sanghyeok! 

a/n: SORRY I KNOW CHRISTMAS IS OVER…. had fun writing it regardless :,) hope u enjoy ^^

reblogs ↺  + feedback always appreciated!

Being one of the younger workers in the office was frustrating to say the least. Pausing your work to complete trivial tasks in the middle of the workday – making copies of a meeting agenda, fetching your seniors’ morning coffees, reorganizing the ridiculously large stack of your current client’s files – the list seemed to never end. For some reason, everyone around you was conveniently occupied with something so urgent that they couldn’t attend to the matters themselves, leaving the responsibility up to you. Sometimes you felt like you spent more time faced with useless errands than doing the work you were hired to do in the first place.

You were expecting a bit more respect from your peers when you were appointed as the team leader for your company’s newest project, but you were quick to realize your naivety in the earlier group meetings, finding that no one seemed to take you seriously. You would’ve thought that because the other members on the project had years of experience on their side, surely they’d be able to hold their weight to a certain extent... Right?

Painfully enough, it was the complete opposite. You can’t count the number of times one of the more “experienced” workers asked you to repeat a detail you’d discussed just minutes prior, or proposed a suggestion that completely contradicted the end goal of your client– it was clear to you that no one saw your leadership as more than a joke, no matter how hard you tried. 

And to top it all off, your company was structured in such a way that made it nearly impossible for you to speak up against your elders. Your word as a senior associate meant close to nothing if you were going against one of the partners of the firm. It didn’t matter that you put in ten times more effort than your team members, it was almost as if they were praised according to how long they’ve been in the office.

Safe to say you were relieved when Sanghyeok was added as a member of the team you were leading on a random Tuesday afternoon. Not that you two were close by any means – the extent of your interactions consisted of small smiles exchanged in passing in the printer room or short discussions of weekend plans over coffee in the break room. Rather, you were hopeful that his addition to the project would mean someone would finally start contributing even a fraction of the work you were putting in.

Even though you dread your bi-weekly team meetings, it was so much more rewarding to at least one other person cared about the success of the project. Sanghyeok was always in his unassigned-assigned seat right by the projector, intently nodding along to your agenda and taking notes when he deemed necessary. Hell, he’d even chime in whenever someone would ask a question that was obviously answered earlier in the presentation, giving you the chance to save your breath for something that actually mattered, and shooting you a cheeky grin afterwards, clearly satisfied helping you whenever he could. 

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Four days before the deadline. . .

Everyone begins to pack up their belongings the second it hits 5:00PM, slowly but surely filing out of the office before it gets too dark. It was no surprise to see your colleagues zipping up their briefcases far earlier than you planned on clocking out; the project deadline crept up on you faster than you’d like to admit, and your mostly incompetent team forced you to work overtime a majority of the recent weeks. In any other case, you probably wouldn’t be breaking your back hunched over your keyboard hours after the sun had set, but because the project was in your name, it pained you to present a finished product you weren’t proud of. 

“You aren’t leaving yet, Y/N?” You look up from your monitor, finding Sanghyeok looking at you from across your cubicle, wrapping a plush scarf around his neck. His eyes are full of concern– he’s noticed the way you never seem to budge once your peers start going home for the night. Even on days when he logs off later than he’d initially planned to, you’re still there, typing away at your desk.

“Agh, our Y/N is always so hardworking! They never seem to leave with the rest of us,” Alvin, a senior on your project notorious for sending in half-assed work far past the deadline you set for him, comments from his seat beside you. “I could never put in as much work as you do, not when I’ve got a family waiting for me at home!” Yeah, no shit. It’s hard to believe he’s stayed at the company so long performing the same quality of work you were doing in your first year in the office.

His words stung a bit, feeling oddly bitter at the idea of someone like him having people who loved him waiting for him to return from work– Coming back home to an empty apartment late at night never used to bother you, but something about the long winter nights and freezing temperatures made it undoubtedly sad in nature. It wasn’t just the weather making your loneliness feel colder than usual. 

The smile you return is painfully fake, something Sanghyeok clocks almost immediately. He gnaws on his lip, wanting to say something to the senior, ultimately deciding to hold back on it given how new he was to the project. Maybe it wasn’t his place. He didn’t want to make things worse for you by saying something out of line. Alvin shrugs his coat onto his back, quickly leaving the premises without another word. 

“If I didn’t see you in a new outfit everyday, I’d think you slept at your desk,” Sanghyeok jokes, trying to lighten the mood. From his first meeting with the new team, he quickly learned to admire the way you seemed to take charge when you needed to. It was impressive the way you’d joined the company later than he had, and were already put in charge of such a big task. He knew exactly how it felt to deal with all the stupid tasks from the other seniors in the office, finding himself doing the same thing for weeks before you came in. 

You chuckle pitifully, mainly towards yourself. “At this point, I should stop paying rent and start living at my desk.” You groan as you take a break for a well-needed stretch, your back cracking from your poor posture. “Some days I feel like I’m in the office more than my apartment.” Your words are lighthearted, but Sanghyeok notices the underlying melancholy in your statement. 

And Sanghyeok takes his leave, only after wishing you good luck and a “get home safe” as he always does, but he can’t stop thinking about how much time you’ve been putting into your work. He’s constantly shut down whenever he asks you if there’s anything else he can help with, just wanting to take a fraction of the load off your plate.

He knows you’re doing it just to be nice. You’re the type of person to take on a burden all on your own, even if it means committing to the ungodly hours you’ve become so used to. Even on the bus ride home, Sanghyeok can’t shake your tired eyes out of his mind. For some reason, it hurts to imagine you slowly killing yourself over a silly project all because no one had the decency to bother trying when they knew you’d fix it for them anyways. He wanted to do more… No, he needed to do more. 

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Three days before the deadline. . .

Sanghyeok wonders how you’re always earlier than him when he walks into the office, finding you so put-together and diligently editing the project presentation when he’s still groggy after his commute to work. 

The workload around the holidays is never too demanding, thankfully the company’s clients normally don’t ask for much as the year comes to an end. In your case, however, all your time is spent on trying to perfect the project proposal for your overwhelmingly-nitpicky boss. You’re convinced it’s some sort of test to see how good you’d be leading a team before you get the promotion you’ve been waiting on for the past couple months. Even if you make it out of your boss’ critiques alive, you’re certain you’ve lost countless years off your life with all the stress weighing down on you. 

You lock eyes with Sanghyeok every once in a while, finding him peeking over the divider separating your desks more than normal. That’s odd. You figure it’s probably because he has a question about the numerous items that still need fixing on the project. It doesn’t occur to you that he wants to talk to you until he rises from his chair, tapping his pen on the top of your monitor to catch your attention.

“I don’t know if you saw, but I just fixed a lot of the trouble areas you mentioned in the meeting the other day,” He’s excessively clicking the pen in his free hand, feeling oddly nervous to show you his work even when he knows he did everything properly– He knows how high your expectations are when it comes to your job. “I’m pretty sure I made sure to do everything you asked for, but you might want to double-check if I missed anything.”

The gasp of relief you let out is uncharacteristically loud, so much so that it earns you a side-eye from Alvin, who was currently playing solitaire at his desk next to you. He’d just saved you hours of overtime with his work, finding everything done to a tee. “No, no, this is perfect. I was dying to fix those until I realized I forgot Christian told me to come with him for his fieldwork later and–”

“It doesn’t matter who goes with him, right? I’ll go with him instead.”

“Huh? Are you sure? I don’t mind, plus he specifically asked me so maybe–”

“Y/N, it’s fine, really! I used to go on client visits all the time before he started dragging you along with him. I’ll be okay, promise!” He’s confident in his words, reassuring you of all the concerns he knew were starting to bubble up in your head. “I know you’ve been worried about getting everything done before the deadline, you shouldn’t have to waste your precious time following him around and pretending like you care about his wife.” 

The comment makes you giggle, everyone knew the senior for the way he could go on and on about his family life knowing damn well no one was actually listening to his neverending rants. “Thank you, Sanghyeok. It means a lot, really.”  

“Maybe we’ll be able to leave at the same time today, yeah?”

 

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Two days before the deadline. . .

The following day, after everyone else in the office logged out for the night, Sanghyeok sneaks back into the office. He made it his mission to discreetly plant a care package for you while you’re busy in the printer room– It’s nothing big, no, rather just a hot cup of tea and a sandwich he’d purchased from the cafe across the street from the building. 

You’d offhandedly mentioned the way you get so immersed in your work without anyone peering over your shoulder that you forget to cater to your growing hunger, often resorting to eating instant ramen in the break room before returning to your desk. Sanghyeok knew how much the project meant to you, but that didn’t mean he was going to let you neglect your health just for a positive response from your old boss.   

You’re confused when you come back to your cubicle, finding all of your previously haphazardly scattered project papers perfectly organized in a folder by the edge of the desk. The lid was taken off the cup of tea, presumably to let it cool down a bit before drinking. Huh? The note atop the sandwich container answered the questions lingering in your mind.

hope you don’t mind me moving some stuff around on your desk :p  eat up before you get back to work! good luck y/n!  sanghyeok (  ≧ᗜ≦)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ One day before the deadline. . .

“You think Alvin will mind if I borrow his spot today?” Sanghyeok questions, swiveling around in an office chair that didn’t belong to him.

“You could probably erase all the files off his computer and he wouldn’t bat an eye,” You joke as you sort through the stacks of papers residing on your desk, looking for a particular document. “I’m convinced he gets paid to just sit there and play card games for eight hours.” 

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him touch his keyboard.” Sanghyeok chuckles before logging into the computer beside you.

“Why’re you using his computer though? You’re not going home yet?” 

“I think it’s only fair for me to help you finish the proposal when we’re supposed to be submitting it tomorrow,” Sanghyeok answers matter-of-factly. You watch as he opens up the same powerpoint you’ve been staring at on his own monitor. It’s quiet for a few minutes, the only sounds coming from the occasional clicks of your mouse. “...Doesn’t it get lonely working all by yourself?”

You pause to think for a moment. It’s not the worst thing in the world, you’re sure you wouldn’t be capable of doing it everyday if it was that unbearable. “No, not really. If anything, it’s nice to not have anyone pulling me away from my desk for some stupid shit– Sorry, stupid stuff.” You correct yourself. 

“I know we’re still at work and all, but you don’t need to censor yourself when it’s just us. I’m not gonna snitch on you for cursing on the clock, Y/N.” He teases, not surprised to see that you’re still in work-mode even when the office is practically empty. 

“Oops, just force of habit. I'd rather die than accidently curse in front of one of the oldies we work with,” You smile sheepishly, feeling at ease with him at your side. You’re not sure when you grew so fond of the man – maybe it’s because of how similar you are in age or the way he’s always so quick to defend you in the meeting room – but he’s always felt like more of a friend than a co-worker in times like these. “...It’s nice to have some company for a change, though. Felt like I was going insane looking at the same documents all by myself.” 

“It’s okay to admit you get lonely sometimes, Y/N.” Sanghyeok pauses his typing to look at you, his eyes soft when they meet yours. “I was thinking about it on my way home the other day, you know, the way you willingly stay in the office after everyone leaves every night. It’s hard to imagine it isn’t difficult being by yourself all the time.”

You’re silent, knowing that he’ll see through you no matter what you say. Sure, you had your fair share of moments sitting crying at your desk, in fear that your efforts wouldn’t pay off despite how much you’ve been trying, but that doesn’t mean you need his help. You made it this far all on your own, after all. 

And when you fall asleep at your desk, exhaustion finally catching up to you, Sanghyeok doesn’t hesitate to rest a sweater on your back. He knows how upset you’ll be once you wake up, bummed that you dozed off at such a crucial time, but he’s more than happy to let you sleep for a bit before gently shaking you awake after a well-deserved power nap. 

“Shit, how long was I knocked out for?” Embarrassed, you rub the sleep from your eyes, turning away to yawn. 

“It wasn’t even thirty minutes, you’ll be fine Y/N. I finished editing a section of the report while you were sleeping too.” You tap on your mouse, waking up the black screen, happy to see that a good chunk of the comments you’d made on the document were long resolved. “Can you promise me something?” 

You’re offset by the sudden serious mood lingering between you two, but you slowly nod regardless. “Even when this project is over, will you promise to come to me if you need help?” 

“I know I only joined your team recently, but I want you to know you can depend on me. It’s not fair for you to do all this on your own,” Sanghyeok can sense the way you’re processing his request in your mind, watching as you hesitate to answer. “I know it’s probably weird coming from someone who’s only been here a couple months longer than you, but I promise I’ll try my best if you ever need me.” 

“Okay.”

“...So that means you won’t try to turn me down whenever I offer to do something for you, right?” 

“Yes, Sanghyeok, I won’t turn you down when you try to help me.” You roll your eyes at him before turning back to your computer, missing the way his face lights up at your response, proudly smiling to himself. 

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ The day of the deadline. . .

You’re sure you could cry tears of joy when you send the final version of your project proposal to your boss. There were a few sections you wish you had more time to perfect, but it was impossible without an extension to your deadline– There’s nothing else to do but wait until you get feedback, which is entirely out of your hands at this point. 7:15PM. It’s still two hours past the usual 5:00PM ending time, but far earlier than you’ve clocked out in the past two weeks. 

“You’re actually leaving at the same time as me? I’m not dreaming, right?” Sanghyeok pinches at his cheek, earning a giggle from you in response. 

“Well, I just forwarded all the documents to our boss. Felt like I deserved at least one early night during the holidays,” You close your eyes as you fall back in your chair, letting out a content sigh knowing there wasn’t anything else you had to do for a while. “God, I don’t know what I’d do without you, Sanghyeok.” 

He holds the door for you after you’ve both collected all of your belongings, bundled up for the harsh temperatures waiting for you outside the building. The elevator ride down is silent until the man next to you clears his throat, prompting you to look at him. “So, do you have plans tonight?”

“Ah, not really. I was planning on picking up some dinner at the convenience store before heading back to my place.” He nods, fiddling with his tie in a feeble attempt to calm down his nerves from what he was about to do. 

“Can I take you out to dinner, Y/N?” Your eyes widen slightly, unsure what to make of the question. Was he… asking you on a date right now? It wasn’t out of the ordinary for coworkers to share a meal off the clock, but the fact that it was just the two of you had your brain malfunctioning. “...You know, as a thank you for working so hard on the project! It’s the least I can do.” Sanghyeok laughed nervously, hand flying up to the back of his neck as he waited for your response. 

It doesn’t take long for you to decide your answer, nodding in confirmation, feeling slightly bashful at the sudden act of appreciation you weren’t used to receiving, especially not at work. There’s a pep in his step as he brings to you one of his favorite ramen spots, a hole-in-the-wall joint tucked away from the main streets. It’s cute, honestly. You’ve learned a lot about your coworker in recent days, but this side of him was entirely new to you. 

You’re glad you trusted his recommendations when you take your first bite, the hot broth immediately melting the chills you garnered from the short walk there. Despite this being your first interaction with Sanghyeok outside of work, there’s no awkwardness in your time spent together– Instead, a fuzzy feeling rests in your chest as you look at the man sitting across the table from you. Perhaps it’s due to the newfound absence of pressure on your back from sending in the project proposal, or maybe because it’s the first time you’ve allowed yourself a proper meal in days, but it’s a feeling you don’t wish to lose any time soon. 

Usually you’re one to rush back home immediately after dinner, not wanting to lose any second of rest you have before you’re forced to go back to the hell you call work, but you’re more than happy to accept Sanghyeok’s invitation to go to a nearby bar for some drinks following the meal you shared. It’s there you realize he’s a lot wittier than he comes off as when you’re on the clock, your cheeks aching from smiling so hard at his endless supply of jokes. 

You don’t stay there long, only garnering a couple drinks before finding yourself walking around one of the parks in the area you didn’t even know existed, gawking at the string lights adorning the trees. Work was taking up all of your attention that you didn’t even have the time to decorate your apartment for the holidays like you normally would’ve. This was the closest thing you could get, but you were far from complaining. 

“I never expected you to be like this, Sanghyeok.” You confess after coming down from the fit of laughter he’d induced with one of his stupid puns.

“What do you mean?” He asks, worried that he’d done something wrong. 

“Oh, I wasn’t trying to say anything bad! You’re just… A breath of fresh air, I guess.” Your words emit a cloud of vapor in the frigid air.  “I’m sorry I didn’t notice it sooner, I’ve been a real shut-in especially with the deadline and–”

“You don’t need to apologize for that, Y/N.” He cuts you off; he’s well aware of your tendency to apologize for things that you didn’t need to be sorry for in the first place. It was one of the only things he wished he could change about you, wanting you to give yourself more credit for the love you poured into everything you did. “I just wanted to make your life easier, I guess. Thanks for giving me the chance to do that tonight.” 

“I should really be the one thanking you. You’ve been nothing short of helpful ever since you joined our team,” Thinking back on the past couple days, Sanghyeok never once shied away from doing things to ease your burdens, even going out of his way so you could focus all your attention onto what mattered most to you. “It’s like you were some sort of holiday miracle sent to me.” 

Unwrapping the scarf from his neck, Sanghyeok carefully loops it around the back of your head, securing it snugly at the front of your jacket. “It’s freezing… You should really be layering up more.” He’s glad the lighting on the trees is too dim for you to see the blush creeping up his neck after seeing you in his clothes. He’d probably blame it on the frosty air if you called him out on it. “Ah, it’s snowing!” 

The gaze you were previously sharing is broken as you look up, crystal white snowflakes slowly sinking from the sky. It was surreal to be standing in the middle of the park, ambient light illuminating the way the snow ended their descent atop your heads, your shared laughter harmonizing at the sight.

And despite the cold weather, you felt warm standing next to him.

© lionhanie 2025 ; all rights reserved!

[ilysungho]

6 + 41 with riwoo pls 🤲

a/n: ummm idk how this is! pls let me know... wc: 0.68k contains: sub!riwoo x dom!reader, virgin!riwoo, perv!riwoo, masochist!riwoo, sadist!reader, implied perv!bnd(-wh), best friends to ???, degradation, handjob and blowjob (m rec), lowercase intended, prompts italicized

“i’ve never b-been touched before... t-there… by anyone…”

riwoo’s dream of having his dick sucked by you shouldn’t have come out of his little group chat with his equally as down bad friends. you snatched his phone from him since you wanted to see videos he usually takes while dancing, but instead got met by a chat full of how horny he got from a dream he had of you. multiple dreams in fact.

“i didn’t know you were such a pervert for me. well… do you want it or not?”

you knew your best friend hid things from you but never expected anything like this. the cat’s out of the hat now though, and you were going to enjoy this to the fullest. his tongue tied expression as you pulled his pants down to reveal his hard boner, pink tip leaking out of his boxers, made you excited to hear the sounds you would incite from him.

he's always been nervous to bring up anything even remotely horny to you, so you being on your knees for him right now only made it harder to not see stars already. if it was up to him, he could cum from seeing you in this position alone.

you looked up at him, waiting for him to answer, while he hid his face with his hands. nodding, he couldn’t believe he was going to get this from you. he just has to remember everything so he can recreate this later when you’re gone…

at his approval, you took his hard on out of his boxers, pre-cum leaking out and spilling onto your hands. you used it as lube to make it easier for the both of you, since it was his first time after all. his breathing was shallow as he peeked out of his fingers, watching your hands rub him up and down his shaft. he just wanted to sink into the pleasure but also watch how you did it.

“can i… can i touch you too…?”

“no. perverts don’t deserve to do what they want.” you said, squeezing the base of his cock. the pain mixed with the sensitivity made his tip leak out so much harder. his whines had you so amused as you tortured him so sensually.

you licked your lips after, leaning down to kiss his tip. hissing at the sensation, riwoo’s hands grabbed your hair. “nuh-uh. hands behind your back, you nasty whore.” his breath hitched at the nickname, immediately obeying you. he bit his lips as you kissed all over his dick, hands still pumping him up and down.

attaching your lips to his tip, you took it in your mouth while rubbing the rest of his length. you sucked on his tip while doing so, making him moan from how you were taking him. you started grinding on air and he watched. he watched how you moved up and down, how your lips caught onto his tip, and how your hands worked him. all he could do was moan at the sight, leaking even more in your mouth.

“f-fuck, i don’t think i’m gonna last long if you keep doing that.”

you looked up and made eye contact with him, setting the fire in him ablaze. he really could come any time now, but kept it in him as he focused on the feeling of your mouth around him. then you sucked harder, wanting him to come undone beneath you, and that’s when he snapped.

moaning like a dog in heat, riwoo came into your mouth while still keeping his hands behind his back with the invisible restraints of your words. you kept your mouth on him, still sucking as he spilled inside the hollows of your mouth. he tried to get his breathing to be normal, but you drove him so crazy.

as you cleaned him up with licks and kisses, you finally let go with a pop. you got up to go wash yourself clean after, speaking to him before you left.

“next time you get horny, just come over instead of talking to those friends of yours, pervert.”

[tsandoll]

i saw your taesan eating pussy thing and jaw dropped. opinions on riwoo or sungho?

hii :3 ty for enjoying my taesan askkk

sungho loves giving so so much, he loves to take care of you in any way that he can so eating pussy is something that he loves soo much. i feel like sungho just loves to see you feel good so even if he's not getting anything out of it he's still enjoying sm. sungho's the type to lock fingers with you, feeling you squeeze at his hand as his tongue circles your clit. he loves when u tangle ur hand in his hair as well, pulling at it to encourage him more and more.

riwoo's a little more shy with it, starting out simple and getting into it more and more. i feel like riwoo REALLY puts his face in ur pussy when he's eating u out, his nose rubbing against u and his chin getting all wet with ur slick. he giggles a lot against ur pussy too when u praise him cuz it makes him all giddy. he loves eating pussy too cuz he's just obsessed with u in general like he could live down there fr

[urauntiefaye]

Hiii~ it’s me again wanted you to share some thoughts on- well my thoughts

Clingy X Boynextdoor

I see them all being so lovey doves with their s/o especially see Taesan having a soft heart for his princess and jaehyun always being so enthusiastic about his s/o so I wanted your thoughts on how you think they would react to your ex coming to beg for you back. Like dramatic wrist grab pull back into a hug- “ we never should have broken up” he sobs into your neck tightly holding you in a hug- I also see the ex having a deep relationship with her so it’s like really emotional 😭. Personally I think jaehyun would take this as a stab to heart and would get very upset take you home and would need LOTTTTS of reassurance and I think someone like Lee Han would need more reassurance on an intimate level wanting to KNOW you are his and he is urs (hickeys for proof) but enough about my thoughts I want ur thoughts on this

also I’m thinking of making my own fanfic content what do u think

Clingy BoynextDoor 🔞🌸

WC: 559

TW: Suggestive content in Leehan and Taesans

A/N: I hope you like this and it fits with what you had in mind, and I personally think you should start writing your own fanfic content! I would definitely read your content as you give me amazing ideas!

Jaehyun

When Jaehyun saw your ex hugging you and crying asking for you back his heart actually broke, he didn’t know what to do. So when y’all got back home he was really silent which is the complete opposite of his usual loud and bubbly nature. He’d be in his head all day until night time comes around, he will cuddle up to you and ask you if you plan on leaving him for your ex. He knows you had a hard time getting over your ex in the past and wasn’t sure if your feelings for them were still there. You’d have to hold him close and rub his back while telling him you promise you will never leave him as his and he’s yours. 

Sungho

A little more mature than the others, he will confront you about it right there and then pull you away from your ex, you’ll have to tell him everything that happened saying that you told your ex you’re already in a happy relationship. He’s not really mad at you, more so mad at your ex since they think they can just waltz right back into your life after causing you so much pain. I feel like he’s more worried about you than anything. It was a really toxic relationship and after seeing your ex past memories did come up, but you’re so grateful to have a partner like Sungho. 

Riwoo

You had asked him for your phone as it kept going off and you were in the kitchen making lunch. He would check your phone seeing that you had gotten messages from your ex asking you back. His heart would shatter after seeing those messages, unsure if he should confront you about them or not. Eventually he does because he starts acting weird and you ask him what's up, and he brings it up asking if you were going to leave him. You’d have to comfort him and reassure him with kisses telling him you won’t ever leave him. 

Taesan

Taesan gets a little petty but not because he’s mad at you, it’s because he’s scared you’ll leave him. Your ex was your first love and honestly your first everything, so he wouldn’t be surprised if you did leave him. He would start by ignoring you not knowing how to bring it up. It’s not until you start pestering him that he snaps and tells you, and this time it’s your hearts turn to break as seeing your love break down due to the fear of you possibly leaving him. He will soften up once you reassure him enough, he will apologize to you for snapping and ignoring you. You both then spend the rest of the night showing each other just how much you love each other. 

Leehan

Will become more clingy, he fears you’ll break up with him so he’ll drag you away not giving you time to answer your ex. He will drive you both home and carry you to the bedroom which will lead to one steamy makeout session. You ask him what’s wrong and he tells you while kissing your neck.  Each kiss he leaves another hickey making sure you both know who you belong too.

[guiltysungho]

— Hips

genre. 18+ smut mdni.

pairing. dance teacher!riwoo x fem!reader

warnings. not proofread, instructor x student, oral (f receiving), soft dom(?), fingering, public sex, teasing, mirror sex

wordcount. 700

a/n. i’m not sure im good at writing smut but like idk i thought of riwoo manspreading and now here we are. hope y’all that read enjoy and share thoughts pls 😔🙏

“let’s take it from the top”

you weren’t sure how long it had been since practice had ended but you were still working hard at it, committed to perfecting the choreography before the monthly evaluation. luckily you had some company.

you were surprised when your dance instructor, suggested staying with you after the class to work on your weak points but you knew you needed it.

lee sanghyeok, probably the best teacher you could have gotten out of the large number of others under the company. he was patient and yet diligent in his teaching, but you were terribly distracted.

“that was a lot better but you still get stuck here” he made his way over to you, when you turned to look at him a soft smile grew on his lips as he shook his head reminding you where your focus should be with a slight push on the chin.

his hand hovered over your hip as he stood behind your demonstrating the move which you failed to replicate, you felt his body press against you, his fingers pressing into your flesh as rolled his hips guiding you to follow his movements.

you couldn’t help biting on your bottom lip, his eyes were on you so you had to act oblivious but your shorts were so thin and he felt so big. after repeating the roll a couple times he figured you had registered it and dropped his hand gently from your hips, his finger tips slightly grazing your bare thighs before he retrieved back to his chair to monitor you once more.

“5, 6, 7, 8” his arms crossed around his chest with his legs spread wide as he nodded to the beat watching you carefully.

with every head turn, shuffle, your eyes would search for his reflection, his body was calling you, he made you want him so badly. the way his eyes would travel around your silhouette, so focused, head tilting as he licked his lips, you could feel yourself soaking your panties wet, maybe it was staining your shorts, maybe he could tell.

his touch was all you could think of, you wanted so badly to make a mistake so you could feel his hands on you again. sadly you didn’t.

“come over here for a second”

as you stood in front of him, his gaze landed on your swollen cameltoe bulging out through your shorts before looking up to meet your eyes, you could feel your pussy aching for him.

“what’s distracting you?”

“do you need me to help clear your mind?” his fingers trailing against the thin fabric of your shorts, a pleased smirk on his lips as he watches you cover your mouth muffling a soft gasp.

“please...” you beg avoiding his piercing stare, he pulls on the tight elastic of your shorts gesturing for you to take them off for him, revealing your wet pussy.

he cusses out as he leans closer, taking in the odor before pressing his tongue against your slit licking the residue from your entrance to your clit paying no mind to your soft taps on his shoulders, kissing gently before pulling away.

his hand slides down your left leg giving you a light tap to lift it, placing it over his shoulder his tongue rubbing against your clit as he holds you up by the waist massaging gently.

your whole lower body trembles under his touch, your restrained moans echo throughout the empty space your fingers running through his hair as his lips wrap around your sensitive spot sucking on it gently as his tongue licks uncontrollably.

pushing your hips closer his lips as he brings you to a perfect orgasm, breathing out heavily watching him pull away from your pussy, looking at you with a dazed smile, tired eyes, his lips covered in your mess.

he takes your leg off his shoulder and around his waist inviting you to sit on him, pressing his lips against yours as soon as he can feel your ass on thighs. his hand pulling down the cleavage on your tank top, letting your breasts spill out as his lips travel down your neck enjoying the salty aftertaste of sweat on your skin.

you press your hand against his thick bulge through his sweatpants, palming his hard cock as he massages your breast while his tongue takes its place in your mouth, swiping his finger across your pebbled nipples enjoying the way your body twitches from the contact.

he can tell how desperate you are and it only makes him want to keep you begging a bit longer.

“use your fingers, fuck your tight hole open for me” he watches you as you take your two middle fingers thrusting them inside your pussy, his hands on your jaw to keep your face on his.

“two fingers is barely enough baby”

you reluctantly push in a third finger, whimpering from the slight ache it caused, his eyes on you made you feel so dirty but you were so desperate for him.

“don’t fucking cum.” he cusses taking out his cock, stroking slowly as he watches your fingers go back and forth inside you coming out wetter every time.

he lifts you up his hands on your ass, lining his cock with your hole a weak grunt escaping his lips as felt your walls clench around his member, pulling you down slowly till it was halfway in, thrusting it inside you at once making your back arch back.

his thrusts were rhythmic, the push and pull so sensual and delicate while his cock stretched out your walls completely. you could barely mask your moans, coming out more needy at every thrust.

picking up the pace as your begging becomes more desperate, your walls tightening around his cock making him breath out a soft moan against your ear as your hips worked their way on his cock, humping your clit against him ready to release.

you give him the okay to cum inside you feeling his cock throbbing inside you, the warmth filling you up as he pushes you down on his cock in on a final thrust, your back arching as you let out an exhausted groan together. your foreheads pressed against each other, his hand wraps around your neck pulling you into a soft kiss.

“I think you’re going to need a few more practice hours”