#leg is reading moa

[malepresentingleg]

I don't ship Percy x Jason or anything but

"He [Jason] laughed and Percy felt a sparke of friendship."

[nickeverdeen]

Hey, could I get an imagine with Ekko x introverted!GN!reader who looks scary, serious and cold at first glance, but is actually just socially awkward and very geeky and silly once you get to know them? Like, they're very creative and love coming up with stories, as well as infodumping about random stuff they're into at the moment, like criminology or extinct animals.

Thanks!

Unmasking the Introvert | Ekko x gn!reader

Pairings: Ekko x gn!reader (romantic)

Type of fic: I’m not sure

Warnings: None

Summary: Ekko is slowly getting to know your true side

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Ekko had always been intrigued by you. From the first time he’d caught a glimpse of you in Zaun, he’d pegged you as the silent type, intense with that don’t-mess-with-me aura. You were usually found in the corner of any room you entered, often watching others with a gaze that could cut through glass. Most people didn’t get close enough to try talking to you, content with spreading rumors instead: some said you had a secret criminal past; others thought you might have alchemical powers that could hypnotize anyone with a glance.

But Ekko didn’t buy it. He knew better than most that appearances could be deceiving. So, he decided to talk to you himself, casually striking up a conversation at the Hideout one day after he’d noticed you tinkering with something in the corner.

“Hey, whatcha working on?” Ekko leaned over your shoulder, watching as your hands deftly tightened screws and adjusted wires.

Caught off guard, you jerked slightly, glancing up at him with wide eyes. But you quickly masked it, pulling up that familiar guarded expression, making Ekko smirk a bit. He wasn’t easily intimidated.

“Just… something I’m building,” you replied coolly, your voice steady but your eyes shifting nervously. “Helps me think.”

Intrigued, Ekko leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “Mind if I watch?”

You didn’t answer immediately, but after a brief pause, you nodded. As he watched, you slowly began explaining each piece of machinery, your voice growing a bit stronger and more assured with each word. After a while, he noticed the hardened look in your eyes beginning to soften. By the time you’d finished the explanation, your whole demeanor had relaxed just a bit.

A few days later, Ekko bumped into you again, and you couldn’t help but launch into an animated explanation about something random you’d been reading about—extinct animals. Before you knew it, you were on a full-blown tangent about the Moa bird, a giant flightless bird from New Zealand that had been hunted to extinction centuries ago.

“They were enormous, like ten feet tall, with these long necks! And did you know their legs were so powerful that one kick could shatter bones?” Your eyes lit up as you spoke, hands gesturing wildly. “It’s kinda sad… but also fascinating how ecosystems just change when one creature disappears.”

Ekko just grinned, genuinely enjoying the infodump. He’d never expected that someone as intense-looking as you could be so endearing in such a nerdy way. “That’s cool, I didn’t know that. What got you into extinct animals?”

You shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. “I just… like learning about things. And sharing them, even though I know most people think it’s boring.”

“Boring? Nah, I think it’s cool. You got any other fun facts up your sleeve?”

You blinked in surprise, before diving into your latest fascination—criminology. He listened as you passionately detailed the science behind forensic psychology, your eyes lighting up as you explained how criminals are profiled. At one point, you started mimicking a detective’s voice, spinning a little story about a fictional thief in Zaun who’d slipped through the Enforcers’ hands multiple times.

Ekko laughed, “You’d make a great storyteller. Ever thought of putting all these ideas into a book or something?”

The suggestion took you aback. “I don’t know… I just think people wouldn’t really get it.”

“Bet they would,” Ekko said with a reassuring smile. “And hey, even if they don’t, I’m all ears.”

Over time, your quiet bond grew stronger. Ekko made a habit of stopping by to hear your latest “random obsession,” and you found yourself looking forward to sharing with him, little by little letting go of the intimidating front you put up for the world.

One night, he found you on a rooftop, writing notes in a worn-out notebook by the light of the moon. You looked up as he approached, giving him a slight nod in greeting, but he could see the glint of excitement in your eyes.

“What’s on your mind tonight?” he asked, settling down beside you.

You paused for a second, before leaning in and saying, “Alright, so imagine this: a heist, set in Piltover, but the thieves are all masked vigilantes from Zaun… and they have this backstory, see, where they all have these ridiculous alter-egos…”

And as you spun your tale, Ekko watched you with a smile, feeling lucky to be the one who got to see you like this: genuine, animated, and maybe a little silly.

[oracle-of-dream]

On the Job

Summary: Soobin’s been getting busier and busier with comeback preparations, tours, and more. Sometimes, you only have to be together while he’s actively working…

Notes: Male reader, Slight Exhibitionism, Idol! Soobin, Blowjob, Cum in Mouth, Deepthroating, 6th Member! Reader

Wordcount: 1.3k

“Soobie~ I’m here!” You cheered as you walked in the door. You knew the others would be out for a while and were more than excited to have the house to yourself.

Soobin ran out of his room to greet you, his large form overtook yours as he pulled you into his embrace. “Hey, babe! How was practice?”

You groaned. “It was so long… But the choreographer is keeping the others busy for a while. Which means…”

Soobin smiled, already knowing what you wanted from him. “Where do you wanna go?”

“Bathroom? I could use a shower.” You tugged on the edge of his shirt, “There’s room for two if someone wants to join me.”

“When have I ever refused to take a shower with you, especially one that sounds so promising?”

You and Soobin weren’t roommates; the members knew you were dating. They tried to respect your privacy as much as possible, but it was hard being in a door with four other guys and trying to have an active sex life. So if there were moments like these, you’d try not to use each other’s rooms unless it was unavoidable. The bathroom was the best place for you two to enjoy each other’s bodies without worrying about others seeing.

Rushing into your room, you tossed aside your bags and snatched up a change of clothes. Soobin was waiting for you in the bathroom. As soon as the door closed, you kissed him. His large hands cupped your ass, squeezing it firmly before lifting you onto the counter. He slotted himself between your hips, holding your waist as he pulled you close. His lips danced across yours. He tasted like mint, the cool freshness stung your eyes. 

“Mint?” You tilted your head.

“Toothpaste.” 

You raised your eyebrows. “Ah, of course.”

Just as you were about to slide off the counter and dive into the cost pressed against your thigh, Soobin’s phone went off. He scooped it out of his pocket and read a message.

“Fuck! I forgot the anniversary message for MOAs.”

You rolled your eyes. “Are you serious? Can’t you take yours after the shower?”

Soobin sighed as he pecked your lips. “No. I’ve still got my makeup on. If I wash it off, I’ll have to put more back on. I’ll be quick.”

You palmed his cock, making it jump. “But… what about this?”

“It’ll take a few minutes.”

You deflated into a pout. “Someone could come home by then…”

“Babe–”

“Just… take the photo above your waist. I’m getting it now.” You started pulling Soobin’s pants down, but he stopped you.

“We can’t take the photo in the bathroom!” You grunted in defiance. “Okay! I’ll let you suck it, but let’s just move to the living room. And then… I’ll get to have my way in the shower.”

You knew that Soobin meant to fuck you so hard you’d be louder than the shower but at this point, you weren’t thinking straight. You hadn’t had any action in weeks, and you weren’t going to let it slip away so easily.

“Fine. I get to suck now, and you can break my back later. Whatever!”

Soobin’s eyes softly widened as he realized how much of a sex fiend his boyfriend had become. You pulled off Soobin’s pants and he led you to the living room couch. The taller boy had a habit of taking a billion photos before selecting one to be posted. Maybe you’d get some of his orgasm if you were lucky. As soon as he sat down, you forced his legs apart.

“You’re seriously this thirsty?” He asked as he opened his camera, trying to find his angle. “Getting on your knees in the middle of the living room like it’s normal?” He talked down to you like that, meanwhile, Soobin’s dick was twitching and leaking before you even touched it. You rolled your eyes and started kissing his balls, pressing on them gently. Your hand wrapped around him and pumped so slowly, enough to earn a whine from him.

“Do it right.” He commanded. He moved his hips forward, needing both hands for the photo. 

You smirked as you opened wider to let his tip slide into your mouth. His cock was thick and pretty long too. You knew it would hurt every time you tried to take it, but the pain was more than worth it. You slipped a bit deeper but stayed above half of his cock. With hollowed cheeks, the pressure on his cock was just right.

Soobin was pent up too. His balls were heavy and he softly moaned at every motion as he tried to focus on his picture. Eventually, he stopped trying. A hand landed on your head.

He looked down at you as he set his phone down. “Fuck, I’m sorry…”

Before you could inquire about why, Soobin gripped your hair and pushed his length deep into your throat. You gagged at the suddenness and tried to pull back, but Soobin wouldn’t let you go. You looked up at him with an annoyed face, your eyes wet and irritated.

He chuckled. “I couldn’t help it… You’re so tight.”

You hummed as you bobbed your head, using your hand to try and cover the base that you couldn’t reach. You used your other hand to push the camera back to Soobin, encouraging him to take the photo.

“What a good boy,” He tapped on the screen a few times. You didn’t notice the smile on his face behind his phone, or that it was pointed at you. You pushed yourself deeper because of the encouragement. His tip brushed the back of your throat, making you flinch but you held it in. “Oh~ That’s it… You’re working so hard for me. I’m so proud of you.”

You poked his cock to one side of your mouth, letting your cheek protrude as it flexed to the shape pressing against it. You went back to deepthroating while using another hand to roll his balls between your fingers, making his head roll back. His legs started to tremble. He was getting close already… You relaxed your jaw and let Soobin have control. His hips came up to meet your face as he pushed your head down, fucking your throat. You let your hands stimulate you too. You deserved it for working so hard.

“F-Fuck–Cumming!” Soobin’s cock twitched in your mouth as he pressed you down on him, forcing you to swallow. His hips bucked weakly before he lost the energy to hold you in place anymore. You were so focused on swallowing until you saw a flash above you. You looked up to see Soobin holding his phone, camera pointed right at you.

“Oops… The camera was flipped.”

“Delete that!” You groaned, trying to take it from him.

He raised it higher than you could reach. “Please, let me keep it. Just this once!”

You sighed, knowing that you couldn’t match his height. You’d have to try and delete it when he wasn’t paying attention… 

“Fine. Whatever. I’m going to the bathroom, hurry and take your photo.” You stormed to the bathroom as Soobin went back to his picture. His cock was hard and dripped with a shiny glaze of your spit coating it.

After a few minutes of scrolling to Tiktok, waiting for Soobin to finish. You heard the front door open. There was silence, and then Soobin started yelling as the door slammed shut. Footsteps approached the door in a rush. Soobin entered the bathroom with cheeks redder than a tomato.

“What the hell happened?”

“Beomgyu came home… And he saw me. Taking the photo.”

You looked down to see his still-hard cock wilting. “Ahh, baby~ There’s no way you could’ve known. It’s okay…”

“He’s going to make fun of me! And tell the others!”

“Well, he didn’t see everything…” You smiled.

“That would’ve scared him.”

You kissed your boyfriend. “Well… I still haven’t finished yet. And, I know you can keep going.” 

Soobin smiled as his cock started growing back to life, poking at you again. “You’ll have to stay quiet.”

“Then just don’t do it too hard…”

[artinvain]

Werewolf!Abby with an omega!reader in heat who is whiney and needy!! Abby tries to tease but fails.

PLEASE

yeah! yes yeah!

cw: pure lesbian smut, breeding kink, daddy usage, impact play, cum play, so much cum talk, alpha/omega dynamics - not proof read

men, minors, ageless blogs DNI or follow.

“please abby,” you whine out, your back arched and ass on display, legs open wide enough that abby can see your ridiculously wet pussy - heat addled and swollen. you moan out high pitched when your girlfriends heavy hand comes down to smack your pussy and rub her fingers through your lips, sinking two fingers in.

“jesus christ,” abby moans out at the feeling of your gummy wet walls squeezing around her. “this cunt’s so needy for me,” she curls her fingers in and out so agonisingly slow you try to push back and hump them, she gulps as the sight of you, “god fuck wanna - push my cock inside you and breed you,” you yelp at her words and the harsh smack against your ass.

abby can smell you, you’re fucking dripping down the sheets and you’re dripping down her wrist “please abby - alpha I need you need to cum please -“ she nearly melts

“nuh uh sweetheart, just need to stretch you out - get you ready yeah? just a little,” she mumbles into your pussy and starts lap at you. sucking your clit and dipping her tongue in. “please daddy,” you groan, hands gripping at your sheets

“please daddy want your cum, need - need want your cock aahgod,” you babble drunkenly at the feeling of abby’s fingers rubbing your gspot and her mouth suckling at your clit humming at the taste of you and suddenly you’re cumming and abby’s cheeks are wet as she grunt, precum dripping from her and nearly cums too.

abby’s panting, pulling her boxers down and “oh fuck - fuck this pussy’s made for me,” she moas as she sinks home, “you’re so fucking warm,” abby pulls your hips back against her and grinds into you. pushes forward and pressing a hand down between your shoulders and fucks into you deep and hard.

“fuck you feel me stretching you out?” she pulls your hair to smoosh your face into the pillows to see you — a drooling mess, eyes rolling back in your head and so pretty as tears fall from your eyes squeezing shut tight. “oh my god i’m gonna fuck you full of my cum, get you full of my baby,”

“daddy so big,” you mewled out trying and failing to match her thrusts as she moans, leaning over you - pressing her tits against your back as she thrusts into you, her fingers starting to rub your clit. “fuck, fuck m’gon’ cum alpha please please want please cum inside me-“ you whine as she growls low in your ear “yeah, I’ll fill you up with my cum pretty doll, but I wanna feel you cum around me - squeeze my cock tight and - fuck-“ abby moans her fingers still strumming your sensitive clit.

abby moans as you cum, your pussy squeezing erratically around her and she can’t help but cum moaning and gasping as she spurts inside you - “oh fuck alpha,” you yell winding your hips and feeling her press against your gspot and inhale through your teeth as you cum again, shaking and twitching against her.

abby falls on top of you, your legs giving out and moaning as she pulls out, her cock still hard and twitching and leaking as she gazes at you, pulling your legs apart

“fuck baby, pussy looks so pretty all swollen and dripping with my cum - shit,” abby moans her fingers easing inside your still twitching pussy and getting between your thighs before you can close them.

“come on - you were just begging for me baby you can take a little more can’t you? still need to stuff you with my knot,” abby moans, sucking on her you clit and moaning “so fucking wet with my cum - wanna fuck it into you get you pregnant with my baby,” she moans as you whine, back arching.

“alpha! daddy daddy m’cumming, please yes wanna be full of your baby - and you cock,” you whine, thighs shaking as you cum and abby moans “of course honey, now give daddy your cum, you look so stupid drooling all over the place so needy for me huh?”

you nod frantically, hands gripping her shoulders and hair - bucking into her face as you cum thighs tightening around her head. abby fucks you through your orgasm, getting up on her knees and slipping her cock into your spasming cunt.

“that’s it honey, just be a good girl, yeah keep taking daddy’s cock,” she moans, as you cling onto her - her hips never stop moving, she never stops moaning into your ear.

“good girl, so pretty - love this pussy, m’gonna cum inside you -“ she gasps, her knot inflating, “gonna keep cumming until your full of my fucking babies,” abby moans as you grip her and gasp babbling dumbly into her ear as she slips deep inside you, squirting cum into you as you gasps, falling over you gasping and panting into your neck.

🫢🏷️ @lesbian-useless @sexysapphicshopowner @iamaboringrattat @lavendersgirl @bimboprincezz @emiliabby

[scarlethexelove]

Dig Deeper

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 1101

Warnings: Strap-On, Enchanted Strap, Knife kink, A bit of blood kink, Cum strap, squirting, Possessive Wanda, Jealous Wanda, Public sex (No one sees), Bleeding, Marking (carving into skin), Mommy kink

A/n: Got inspired so I figured I would write this shorter fic. What I wouldn't do for Wanda to be this possessive over me.

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN

Wanda’s strap plunges in and out of your greedy hole slowly. She wants you to feel all of her. She had dragged you away after a girl at Stark’s party was talking with you. You hadn’t even noticed that she was flirting with you until Wanda stormed over, red swirling in her eyes. You knew your girlfriend was jealous and possessive over you and you loved it. So when she grabbed your arm and told you it was time to go you didn’t hesitate to follow even if the girl tried to stop her but she backed down quickly when she saw Wanda’s eyes turn red. 

Wanda was too impatient to wait to get back to your shared room. That is how you found yourself pressed up against a wall and your legs wrapped around Wanda’s waist. A knife's cold blade pressed against your neck leaving an angry red mark but not quite piercing the skin. You can feel the anger radiating off of Wanda with the snap of her hips. “You’re fucking mine. Only mine.” She grunts with a particularly hard thrust. You nod and whimper. “You-Yours Mommy.” Wanda moans. “My poor little detka you didn’t even notice that pathetic girl was flirting with you did you?” You quickly shake your head. 

With another snap of Wanda’s hips she lets the blade in her hand slip just nicking the skin. Blood rising to the surface. You hiss in pain but clench around Wanda’s length. Wanda moans feeling you tighten around her. You give her an idea as she moves the blade from your neck down and taps it on the hem of your dress. “Oh malyshka Mommy is going to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.” Your eyes widen in fear and excitement. 

Wanda uses the tip of the blade to move your dress further up your legs to pool around your hips. Her thrust stops as she looks at your plush thighs. She lightly drags the blade across your left thigh. She moves it towards the inside of your thigh before pressing down and letting the blade dig into your skin. You can’t help the whimper that falls from your lips as she drags it down your skin. “Shhhh detka Mommy is here. Focus on Mommy’s cock filling your tight little hole.” She slowly starts to thrust again pulling some of your attention away from the burning pain. 

The blade continues to drag across your skin for what feels like forever. The feeling of the cool metal cutting your skin deep as red leaks from the angry lines. Your head is pressed back against the wall with your eyes shut as you try to focus on the pleasure from her stretching you out. Your head snaps forward as your eyes flutter open when you hear the knife clatter to the ground. You see the blood seeping from your thigh as you read what Wanda has carved into your skin. In big letters WANDA is cut deep into your flesh sure to leave a scar behind. You can’t help how your pussy leaks more arousal just looking at it. 

Wanda moans feeling you gush around her. “Fuck! You like that malyshka? Like having Mommy’s name carved into your plush thighs.” You try not to cum right on the spot. “Yes Mom-Mommy. Love being owned by you.” Wanda smiles from your words. Her thrust picking up at your willingness to be hers and to let her claim you for herself and no one else. Her hands move to your thighs as her thumb digs into the fresh wound causing you to cry out. “That’s it, scream for Mommy. Let everyone hear how much of a whore you are for me.” Digging her fingers into you more. 

“Mommy!” You scream out. You’re hurtling towards the edge as your orgasm quickly approaches. You can tell Wanda is close too, her thrust becoming sloppy. Clenching around her length you whimper and moan. Wanda’s grunts filling the air with the lewd sounds of your pussy squelching around her cock. She can tell you’re close as your hips roll into hers with every thrust. Your hands moving to her shoulders and digging your nails in. Both of you are moaning in unison. 

“Fuck cum with me detka wanna feel you squeezing my cock.” Wanda’s fingers dig more into your bleeding flesh as her hips stutter. Your head falls back and you let out a silent scream as your orgasm washes over you. Your arousal gushing out of you coating Wanda’s slacks that she is wearing and dripping down your legs. Your back arches off the wall and presses your chest together as your legs tremble around her waist. Your walls squeeze Wanda’s strap so deliciously that she can’t hold back any longer. Her hips stutter and she cums right after you, painting your walls white with cum as she keeps a steady pace of thrusting in and out of you prolonging your orgasms. 

As you both calm down Wanda’s hips come to a stop staying inside of you. Both panting as Wanda leans her head against your heaving chest. You move your hand to her head and gently comb your fingers through her hair. Once you both have calmed down Wanda pulls back and your arm falls to wrap around her neck. Wanda leans in kissing you deeply as her hands move to your hips holding you tightly against her. You can feel all the love she has for you poured into that one kiss. 

When Wanda pulls back she leans her forehead against yours. “Are you ok malyshka?” You hum sleepily at her words. She pecks your lips again before pulling back from you still holding your waist tightly. She looks down at her handy work, the blood smeared all on your thigh and now on your dress where her hand now lies. You follow her gaze and can’t help the blush that rises. Which just causes Wanda to smirk at your still flustered state. “All mine.” Her words are possessive. “All Mommy’s.” 

Wanda shifts slightly making you wince in pain from the strap still buried deep inside of you. Wanda notices and softens. “Let’s get you cleaned up dorogaya. Wanna make sure you don’t get an infection.” You nod and nuzzle into Wanda’s neck as she carries you back to your shared room. In all that time you never even thought about how anyone could have walked down the hall and seen you but you really don’t care all you care about is being with Wanda and how she makes you feel.

[squishyo-o]

𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽, 𝓱𝓾𝓱? 🍬💘

(TOMORROW X TOGETHER)

I love my pretty boys so much and I thought about little scenes with them the night after would be adorable! (And hot too.. ><) enjoy reading moas!! 🩵🫧 (These little writings come with suggestive themes.. not entirely smut! Only roughly the first big chunk.. viewers discretion is advised!)

Yeonjun

Ah.. a night with Yeonjun, eh? Speaking of, the night was completely a blur. You and your boyfriend, Yeonjun, had attended a party How did this even escalate? Well.. you looked good in that dress you picked. A little too good. The way it hugged your curves and shaped your beautiful body.. oh my goodness.. Junie just had to rip it off of you.. went from teasing and dancing, to the two of you rushing home.. you were even a little tipsy so it made the whole experience a lot better. Yeonjun looked hot too, so I guess you guys were thinking the same thing, but.. ah.. yeonjun just couldn’t wait >///< …

You wake up next to a sleeping Yeonjun. Last night was.. interesting… as all the events from last night were recalled into your brain, you couldn’t help but blush. You looked over at Yeonjun who was under all the covers and comforter, and sleeping facing you; Your arms almost touching each other’s skin. Your body feels all warm and soft, along with your scalp and head feeling all fuzzy and warm. You did not want to get out of bed. You went ahead and scooted over just a little so you could gently run your fingers through his hair.

You smiled to yourself seeing your boyfriend sleeping so peacefully. Eventually his body stirred awake; his eyes peaking over the comforter. He softly groaned from having just woken up and placed a gentle hand on your hip. "Hey cutie.." he spoke, voice laced with sleepiness. All you could do was blush and smile, his thumb was now caressing your hip. Yeonjun carefully pulled you in closer and gave you a soft kiss. "I trust I wasn’t too rough? You looked really sexy.." You chuckled and shook your head. "not at all.." Yeonjun’s hand slid up your hip and off your body, then gently cupping your face before giving you a sleepy smirk.

"Is your back okay? I hope I didn’t blow it out too much.. and your legs.. might have to carry you everywhere.." Yeonjun laughed a little. You laughed along with him. "m’fine.. you okay..? I’m pretty sure I marked your back with my nails.." you said. Yeonjun got a little flushed. "s’okay.. I enjoyed it." He said. He gently brushed some hair back behind your ear, all romantic. "You should wear that dress more often.." you rolled your eyes before he gave you a couple of teasing kisses on your face "You know you love me" he giggled. You knew he was right.

Soobin

I tend to think nights with Soobin are.. very interesting. It would always start with the two of you doing something random and then out of the blue, you just randomly want to fuck, so you do. Other times, you guys will be watching a movie and one of you (it’s mainly Soobin) will start teasing the other person and then it turns into being on Soobin’s lap, then heated make out sessions on the couch with the movie completely forgotten, and then getting in the bedroom and Soobin fucking you good. And he’s big too so he always has something to say about that >///< …

Soobin wakes up before you do, looking at your sleeping face in his big hoodie. He totally forgot about the lustful activities you guys did the night before, but now he’s picturing all of them and it’s making him melt. All because you couldn’t keep your hands off of him on that couch. Your cheeks were all soft and relaxed and your lips in a slight pout. You looked so adorable. He shimmied closer to you and wrapped his big n’long arms around you, his whole body almost cocooning yours. He moved his hand and found your stomach, slipping his hand under the hoodie and gently drew circles with his thumb on your bare skin.

Soobin gave your temple a few soft kisses before sighing and shutting his eyes, relaxing his body with yours. You eventually woke up, feeling his big hands holding your body. You turned and shifted so you were facing him, and Soobin had kept your body close to his, the two of your warm bare skins grasing against each other. A soft smile formed on Soobin’s lips as he kissed your forehead. "Morning baby.." he spoke in a deep voice. His morning voice was a lot deeper than his regular, and you found attractiveness in the sound of his voice. "Hi soobie.." you hummed. Soobin gave you another kiss, followed by other kisses on your face and neck. He glanced at all the marks he gave you.

"I marked you up quite a bit.. you okay..?" He asked, thumb caressing one of the marks on your collarbone. You nodded. "M’okay soob.." you yawned, just letting him do whatever. God, soobin could not keep his hands off of you. He was kissing and touching you in some way. "I’ll make us breakfast.. what are you hungry for..?" He asked. You thought about it and shrugged. "Dunno.. surprise me.." you giggled, which earned you a kiss from Soobin. Soobin’s glance went to your boobs. You already know what he’s gonna ask. "Before I go, can I squish them for a little bit..? Please?" Oh soobin… You let him have his way though, his hands moving to your boobs, and gently squeezing. Goodness.. What are you gonna do with this dork?

Beomgyu

Your relationship with Beomgyu had an interesting story. You guys were good friends, but god, everything was a competition. Games, getting candy on Halloween, anything team related, all of it was a challenge between the two of you. The stakes would be pretty high since you guys were so competitive. Sometimes the punishments would get.. interesting. Let it be once that you loose in a videogame and you’ll have Beomgyu’s cock lodged down your hot throat, his hands on the back of your head as he slams his cock in your mouth. Or if you win, for the next 4 rounds, you cockwarm him. He’d only last about 3 before getting fed up and taking the situation into his own hands.. >///<

You and Beomgyu had a long night. One round turned into 2, 2 turned into 3, 3 turned into 4 and by then, turned into Beomgyu wanting to overstimulate the hell out of you. You woke up with bruises and bite marks on your chest, boobs, and probably all over your legs and the rest of your body. When you had woken up, you woke up warm. Beomgyu’s hands were placed on your stomach, just holding you like a teddy bear. You guys are usually all jokes in your relationship. Not like he wasn’t ever romantic with you, but seeing his hands like that was pretty cute.

You went head and placed your hands on top of his, and sighed contently. I guess he was awake before you because he chuckled softly in your ear. "I see you’re pretty comfy gorgeous.." he mumbled, all of his deep sleepy voice in your ear. You quietly hummed in agreement. Beomgyu turned his head to your neck and pressed soft kisses against the bruised and bitten skin. "I wasn’t too rough with you right..?" You shook your head. "It was great. Like it always is.." "of course it was.. my dick is amazing" you turned around and gave his face a light slap. All he did was laugh and kiss your face. "You know i’m not wrong" you glared at him over your shoulder. "Cocky ass" "no pun intended"

You angrily huffed and hit his arm this time, all while he was laughing at his teases toward you. He then hit you back gently which turned into a play fight, then he rolled himself onto you and started tickling your sides. You started touching his ticklish spots on his chest and then eventually stopped with the two of you huffing and laughing on each other. Beomgyu on top of you. "Fuck, I love you so much.." he said. He gave you a kiss and stayed on your stomach for a while. "You think I can beat you again?" "Not a chance." "Really? Wanna bet on it?" Here we go again. "I’m so confident I’ll kick your ass." "Ok, fine then. Loser gets to watch the other make themself cum without interfering."

Taehyun

Oh Taehyun.. a buff and boba eyed man. Very cute, but god is he so hot and he knows for sure. I see him as this university student who’s a nerd and when you get to know him more, he turns out to be the hottest person you’ve ever met. Let’s say the two of you got paired up by your teacher for a project. The two of you agreed to work at his apartment and.. well.. I guess Taehyun got distracted. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of your gorgeous thighs in those shorts. Now instead of the project he was focusing on, now he was focusing on you; and your legs being held up by his strong arms as he fucks you into the mattress. Since it was barely even dark out, whoever was next door to you guys, could definitely hear your cries of pleasure and how good Taehyun’s cock is >///<

The sunlight gently peered through the windows and lit the room up. You woke up next to Taehyun, who didn’t have a shirt on. The lack of clothes you felt on your body definitely gave you a recall of what happened when the two of you guys tried to work on the project. You looked at Taehyun in his slumber, particularly at his arms. They definitely had a bit of muscle to them which you never thought he’d ever have and you couldn’t help but gently grasp his arm muscle and feel his arm. You got a little closer to him and kissed his shoulder, still holding the arm muscle. Taehyun probably half woke up and saw your hand grasping his arm. He pulled you closer and held you against his warm and toned chest.

It was quiet for a little bit before he spoke. "You alright?" You nodded softly, just enjoying the warmth of his body at the moment. "Did I ever get carried away?" You shook your head. "I didn’t expect something like that coming from you though.." you blushed. Taehyun softly chuckled. You lifted your head and then looked at the clock, seeing that it was almost 10 am. You almost wanted to jump out of his bed. "Woah. Shit, what day is it? We might be late for class. Do we have a test today? Fuck! I-.. we should’ve studied for that!" You said about to get up but instead, Taehyun gently grabbed your wrist. "Relax.. it’s Saturday" he laughed a little. You let out a sigh of relief and got closer to Taehyun. You looked at him and then looked away. "So.. uhm…" you started. Not really knowing what to say. Taehyun sat up with you, his toned chest showing and all.

"Sorry i had lost my focus yesterday.. I just.." he paused a second before looking at you, taking the grip on your wrist and turning it into an interlocking of your hand in his. You were so.. beautiful.. "I’ve never told you how gorgeous you look. Have I?" You tilted your head a little and your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Then he kept going. "Sometimes I can’t focus on the lecture because of your beauty. I catch a glimpse of you every so often.." he admitted, blush tinting his face. "Taehyun.." he smiled softly at you. "You have no idea how happy I was when you reached out to me about an assignment you were stuck on.. and even more happy when our professor paired us up.." you were probably about to cry at this point since you weren’t ready for all the sentimental words. "Why..? What.. what made you so happy?" He gently held your fingers together with one hand and kissed the top of your palm and gave you a look. A look of love. "Because I saw the girl that I wanted to treasure forever.."

Huening Kai

Guys I love Huening Kai so much. He’s SO CUTE. The more I look at him and watch his behavior I can’t stop thinking about him as that gamer/hoodie bf. The type of bf who dosent care if you’re in his lap while he plays games or lets you have his hoodies. And god, he’s so hot. So hot that you have to show it while he’s gaming. You’ll sit on his lap and start with kisses on his neck every so often and sure, he’ll kiss you back all normal, but then you started biting on his neck and slowly moved your mouth up to his ear to get a reaction out of him. Which worked, and he had to hold himself back from whimpering into his microphone. He quickly muted himself and gave you a warning about what you were doing which of course you didn’t listen to him (damn brat..) and you continued what you were doing which ended in him getting off the game and giving you the attention you needed.. a bit roughly might I add.. >///<

The light from the curtains emitted a soft light in the room. Not totally making it bright in there, but making it pretty visible. Kai woke up with you in his arms. He looked at the hoodie you were in, the one that he also fucked you in and softly smiled to himself. He pulled your body closer softly, careful to not wake you. He gave your head a kiss and began rubbing your back. Kai took in your scent a bit and if you could see the look on his face and feel the feeling he was feeling.. god he loves you so much. With his hand he would gently trace your facial features and brush little strands of hair out of your face. Kai always thought you were so beautiful and I guess he started to daydream about that while he looked at you. He always thought you were beautiful.

Kai loved everything about you. Head to toe, inside and out, there was nothing he didn’t love about you. Every curve, every insecurity you had, he adored it all. And he loved that he could show that to you through his affection. Obviously in a dorky way, but he knew you loved it. It made you smile. Your smile was so gorgeous to him and he would make it a goal to see it every single day. It was like a little quest for him. He loved that you cheered him on when he was playing games. God he loved your voice too. Kai could never get enough that. And your face. Besides your smile, whenever Kai would make you flustered, he loved your reactions or the way you’d respond. And your eyes, they-

"Hyuka? Sugar? Are you okay?" Shit. Huening Kai got all embarrassed fast, being so distracted by your beauty that he had went off to la-la-land and forgot he was looking at you to think about all of this. He felt his face become all warm, so to hide that, he pulled on the strings of the hoodie he was wearing and started sulking, feeling embarrassed that he was staring at you. "M’sorry.." he muffled. You cooed at his embarrassment and held the poor thing. "It’s alright honey.. why were you staring at me though?" Kai hesitated a moment but he poked his head out, it still being pink, and mumbled. Obviously you couldn’t hear what he said so you held what you could of his face, and that made him crack. "I was thinking about how pretty you are, so I started to stare and daydream about you.." he said, feeling himself getting more embarrassed hearing it out loud. You cooed again, a hearty 'aww' with a laugh and kisses on Kai’s warm face. "You’re such a dork baby.." "I’m your dork.."

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HAHAHA I KNEW I WOULD GET THIS POSTED EVENTUALLY!! (MAYBE NOT AT LIKE 3 AM BUT ILL FUCKIN TAKE IT!!) I’ll start writing those two requests cuz I’m actually kind of excited to see what I can do with these concepts 🥰

(Please be patient when I write things like these! I’m a human and I have responsibilities and moments where I do and don’t want to write ㅠㅠ along with school in the way, I get ssssuuuper busy :( thank you for all of the support though! And the inspirations! <3)

[boba-beom]

ೃ⁀➷ be good | CHOI SOOBIN NSFW

pairing: idol!soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff, smut | long ass one shot

summary: while you’re both abroad, soobin missed talking to moas but you also missed having some alone time with him. this night is the only night he’s had the room to yourselves, so you decide to play around with him while he goes live. and he lets you.

disclaimer: this only fiction and does not represent this idol in any way.

a/n: happy belated soobin day ♥ it was about time letting this out of the dungeon lol also the date for the weverse live is 2022.07.28. I hope you enjoy it with some references to the live itself hehe. thank you to my angel @junniieesbby for beta reading <3

wc: 3.1 k

WARNINGS UNDER CUT

warning(s): messy oral (m!receiving), face fucking, slight hair pulling, soobin cums multiple times, cum swallowing, use of affectionate terms (baby, princess, good girl, good boy), A LOT of praising, making out, perv!soobin, panty stealing soobs, penetration, soobin's biggggg, slight overstim, momentary cockwarming, whiny soobin:(((, unprotected sex (wrap it up and stay safe!!), boob sucking, soobin’s a lil messy but still so sweet.

"Hello MOAs! How are you guys?" Soobin's voice vibrates against your chest. You're laying on his legs under the duvet while he props his phone on the bedside, showing from his chest up. It was a spontaneous decision for him to go live at a different angle, but it only came to your advantage.

Watching Soobin read out comments from his beloved fans was so endearing to you, you knew how much of a hard-working leader your boyfriend has been for the past three years, but it was just as endearing knowing that he's the same endearing person in front and behind the screen.

What MOAs didn't know was that you were in the perfect position to lightly skim your hands over his thighs and occasionally over his crotch. It certainly did not go unnoticed by Soobin.

"'Who's your roommate tonight? Is it Beomgyu?'" He reads out a comment in which he replies with an airy chuckle, partially from the way your fingertips were caressing his semi-hard dick through his mesh shorts. "Ah, no, we all have our own rooms tonight. I think the members are asleep now, though."

You had to admit, you wanted to applaud Soobin for his voice not faltering while your fingers were wandering around his lower body. Yet, you wonder just how far you could go until he'd beg for a time out. He looks at you for a split second through his black frames, feeling it slightly slip down his nose bridge until he pushes it back up, laying his arm straight in front of him so he could cup your cheek — his way of allowing you to do whatever you want — out of frame from the camera.

His caresses were warm, his thumb rubbing up and down your cheek until you raise your head up to capture his thumb in your mouth. Your tongue swirls around his digit and then released it to place a single kiss on his clothed crotch. You could feel he'd definitely gotten harder from your last touch. Soobin, on the other hand, found his breathing picking up after feeling the warmth of your wet mouth on the pad of his thumb, hoping you'd use your mouth on his cock in the next few minutes.

You tug on the band of his shorts, and as if on cue, he picks up his phone so it was closer to his face. As he continues to read and answer comments and questions regarding their trip in America so far, he removes his frames and sets it on the bedside table. He was holding his phone just above your head, his eyes subtly flickering towards your face every now and then to see what you would do next.

For a moment, you let him answer the next few questions but you were growing impatient. Finally hooking your fingers under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, he hisses out of satisfaction, releasing his pretty, hard cock from the restraints ; watching precum leak from his blushed tip.

He was big. Bigger in both length and girth. The biggest you've seen, and ever since your first time together you had devoted yourself to him, and promised to look after and please him the best you could.

"'Is there a ghost in your room?'" He reads out. You chuckle from the thought that his fans were either messing around with him, or sensing that he wasn't alone.

You took this as your opportunity to start working on him, what could be better than you and his fans teasing him at completely different ends of the spectrum? You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, feeling his thighs tensing under your arms.

"Mmm..." Soobin hums. He could feel a moan about to escape but he managed to save himself from doing so, "BOO!" He pulls the phone closer to his face, thinking he was able to surprise those watching him, but his wavering chuckles didn't go unnoticed.

You slowly place wet kisses along his shaft, trailing up to his tip until the hint of saltiness overtook your tastebuds, tapping the head of his cock on your tongue a few times before lightly suckling on it. If your boyfriend's breathing wasn't fast enough before, then it's definitely picked up now. The urge to roll his eyes back was strong, but he remembered to keep reading new comments to distract him from doing so.

"'Soobin is sexy just by breathing.'" He reads out another comment then carefully observes the way you stretch your lips, taking more of his thick cock in your mouth. The sight was so filthy but it felt so heavenly to him. "Thank you." He chuckles at the comment.

After lightly sucking and licking his tip for a few more minutes, and Soobin talking to MOAs, you decide to take more of him in your mouth, inching the tip closer to the back of your throat, but careful enough to not gag. Soobin places his free hand on the top of your head, his fingers lacing through the loose strands but curling in to form a stable grip in your hair. His other hand still holding the phone close to his face and he positions his phone so only his nose up was in frame. Loosely holding your head up to face him, he didn't have to wait for you to nod and agree to use your mouth for his pleasure, but you were also excited to please him for your own satisfaction.

He began pushing your head lower each time, feeling how wet and slippery your mouth was around his cock, your saliva was starting to drip from your bottom lip and down along his length, just the way he likes it. Your tongue traces the prominent vein under his shaft and you felt your panties dampening by the second. Soobin didn't always use you like this, but when he did, you just knew you were going to be fucked good the second the live ends.

You look up at him, holding eye contact while his mouth is slightly agape from the overwhelming pleasure, and he looks so pretty with his bangs beginning to stick to his forehead, partially covering his eyes.

He shuffles slightly, trying to get into a more comfortable position for the both of you. Using the hand holding the phone to stabilise his balance on the bed, the camera was flat against the sheets, blacking out the viewers' screens. While his fans were questioning the blacked out screen in the chat, you took this opportunity to remove the duvet over your back, throwing it aside with half of it hanging off of the bed.

"I'm close," Soobin silently mouths at you, his eyes hazy and drunk off the feeling of the perfect suction and pace you were going at. You smile up at him when his tip occasionally slipping past your lips and he swore he could have came then and there.

You pick up the speed at which you were going at, using your hands to jerk the part of his shaft that your mouth couldn't take, determined to stimulate him as much as you can. Your sweet boyfriend let out a soft gasp but played it off as if he was just sighing, but even with that, it could have sounded a little off if anyone listened closely.

Releasing his tip with a quiet pop, you were controlling the sound of your breathing, trying to catch your breath without the phone mic picking it up. You smile at the sight of his head thrown back, quickly tapping his thigh and nodding your head in the direction of his phone, reminding him that he just left the live with a blank screen.

Thankfully he adjusted the camera close to his face again, hoping the fans hadn't heard anything and allowed him to adjust properly. "'Where did you go?' 'What was with the rustling?'" He read a few more comments flying up his screen, and you picked up where you left him with his tip occasionally reuniting with the back of your throat.

A gentle sigh slipped out of Soobin's lips when you swallowed around the head of his cock, momentarily squeezing his tip before lightly humming around him. The sound was almost like an incentive for you to keep going, but instead you were left with your eyes widening, afraid that you might get caught at any given second.

"Huh? Hah-" His breath was airy and ragged in the most discreet way possible. You sped up making it difficult for him to formulate his sentence, stuttering out a couple of strangled chuckles, "Oh! My legs— my legs are sweaty so I had to remove the duvet." He sighs in between words all while his cute bunny smile was plastered on his face.

You were shuffling your legs to press your thighs together from the sound of his sighs, hoping he could be more vocal once he's done with the livestream. But you had to remind yourself that you were currently prioritising Soobin's pleasure and you can always receive yours later.

His hand tuggs on your hair again, pulling your head upward just as you were about to bob your head towards his public bone. You inaudibly wince from the brief pain, mouth left open with your tongue hanging out of your mouth with a trail of saliva attached from your tongue to his glistening tip.

Soobin was meant to be answering a question, but he was distracted from the lewd sight just a few inches in front of him. Another smile crept up your lips as you gathered your spit and stuck your tongue out again just for your saliva to slide off your tongue and dribble down the head and his pink-ish shaft. You can't help but ogle at it yourself, he has such a pretty cock you could never have enough of it. His eyes follows yours and his eyelids drops a little, trying his hardest not to roll his eyes back for the nth time that evening.

His dick starts twitching more in the palm of your hand, indicating he was nearing his orgasm at any given moment. "Uh guys, I'm gonna have to end the live now. My phone is at three percent so I need to charge it. Sleep well MOAs!" His breath wavered at the last second. You had never seen him end his lives so quickly before, but it was just the excitement building up.

He places his phone down beside him, lifting the hem of his white shirt a little higher up his torso and pulling his shorts and underwear past his ankles to place them aside. Not bothering to charge the device, he rushes to place each hand on either side on the crown of your head.

His cock inches in a little more each time, reaching into your mouth until the head bumps the back of your throat repeatedly, filling the room with the sound of the gargling. He raises his hips as he controls your head to move until the tip of your nose made contact with his pubic bone.

"Oh baby," he groans, throwing his head back. "God, you're doing so good for me. You almost made me moan on live." He let out a sheepish chuckle, followed by a strangled moan which had the sound shooting straight to the pulse intensifying between your thighs.

The recurring twitches manages to send your sweet boyfriend over the edge, his hand stilling your head as he lets out the prettiest sounds to exist. His moans were laced with curses and a string of your name in between. You watch his torso lift off the bed, curving inwards to look at the way you took in his load.

"That's it, princess. Swallow it all for me, yeah?" The moment your eyes met, the corner of his lips lifts into a smirk. He loved the way you look; your dishevelled hair, your eyes and lips glistening, a sheer coat of his cum leaking from the corner of your lips. Soobin missed seeing you in such a state, and it's only just clicked to him that you haven't done this for a while.

"Baby?" You ask him. "I can't believe you let me do that to you while you were live." You both chuckle, realising how pervy that sounded. To Soobin, however, it sounded like another idea.

He replies with a hum, watching you use your fingers to pick up the spilled cum from the corner of your lips and darting your tongue out to swallow the remaining.

"Would you let me ride you," you crawl higher up the bed, situating your legs on either side of his hips until your clothed core starts grinding over his bare, still-hard cock. "While you're on live?"

You bury your face into the crook of his neck, smelling his fresh scent mixed with his aftershave that you undeniably loved. His arms wraps around your waist, his hands finding purchase on your ass cheeks to squeeze them ; loving the feeling of your ass in his large palms, his thumbs massaging circles before giving your flesh another good squeeze.

"I think you're onto something." He smiles, picking up his phone, which was now charging, and opening the Weverse app to notify MOAs that he'll be able to go back on live shortly.

A soft whine left your lips, lingering by his ear. Pulling back, he leans in to peck your lips a few times until your one hand held his shoulder to steady the kiss and the other wrapping around the side of his neck.

As much as you loved kissing Soobin, moments like these would be engraved in your mind. His plush bottom lip trapped between your teeth, plumping them from your harsh kisses. He tastes like chocolate chips from the Chips Ahoy cookie he ate before the live.

Irregular breaths filled the once quiet room, only heightening his hearing and noticing the way you were softly moaning against his lips. It turned him on for the most part, to the point his dick was throbbing beneath you again. You wouldn't have known until he pushed your ass down and he lifted his hips to meet your throbbing core.

Both of you exchange moans, like harmonies exclusive to the both of you. He could feel your damp panties against his shaft, but the thin barrier was beginning to agitate him.

"Baby, panties off." He litters butterfly kisses along your jaw, and then let you pull your panties down your legs in a slow, seductive manner. You were going to throw them somewhere over the bed, but felt the smallest bit of resistance from his fingers looping through and scrunching it up into his fist to stuff it into the pocket of his discarded shorts. "I'm gonna have to take this, sorry."

Soobin was definitely going to be using that in the near future. When he gets a little turned on for no reason before a performance, he'd need to jack off in the restroom just for his hard-on to disappear, he'd use your panties to help him; sniffing them, or even wrapping it around his shaft imagining that you were dry humping him—his guilty pleasure.

"Put it in," you sigh. You were ready to feel him inside you again, after not having sex for what felt like months because of practice prior the trip abroad, and now his schedule has been packed full of interviews. "Slowly."

You were hovering your core above his hips, pushing your weight on his shoulders to use him to balance yourself. He held the base of his dick, aligning it to your leaking cunt and sliding it up to your clit. Even that small action made your knees weak, your balance faltering to the point your knuckles were turning white on his shoulders.

Soobin's other hand held onto your waist, prodding his blushed tip at your entrance. You felt the pressure of his hand pushing you down, easing himself inside you until your hips were flush against each other.

"I missed this. My baby's been so patient." He growls against your chest in attempt to hold in his moans, but his one hand found its way to your breast, massaging it through your top. He lifts it up, bunching it up under your neck until your chest was on full display just for him.

"Go on baby, show me how much you've missed me." You run your fingers through his hair all while he flicks his tongue at your nipple, moving onto the other in an alternate pattern.

With you working yourself on his shaft, he encapsulates one of your breasts in his mouth, suckling on it with his teeth grazing your hardened nipple every now and again. You let out wanton moans, throwing your head back from the sensation. It was hard to concentrate on the pattern of your hips once you felt his fingers applying pressure to your clit.

You clench onto his cock, feeling yourself heavily throbbing while he's inside you. Soobin releases your boob from his mouth to let out his whines he could no longer hold in.

"Keep moving like that, I want to fill you up with my cum." He whimpers, throwing his head back with his eyes tightly shut. You moan in response, just thinking about him filling you up was enough to push you closer to your high.

After thrusting your hips onto him a few more times, his hands find their way on your hips, holding you down as he curls in, watching his abdomen flex.

"Cum in me baby, be a good boy for me." You coo at him while you kiss his neck. You could feel his shaft pulse inside you until he was moaning in your ear, indicating his release. Spurts of his cum fills you up until it was leaking down your shaking thighs and onto the sheets beneath the both of you.

"Shit, Soob. My legs—"

"It's okay angel, I got you." His voice was a little hoarse, weak from his beautiful moans a second ago.

You continued to slowly ride out both your highs, all while the palm of his hand was caressing your leg, in attempt to ease the shakiness of it.

"You're still pulsing. You want another round?" He smirks at you, eyes hidden under his damp bangs.

You shake your head, "not yet, just stay inside me while you go back on live."

"You're so bad." He chuckles at your proposition, picking up his phone and checking if he looks alright before going back on live.

He loads up Weverse for the second time, holding his phone closer to his face so the frame stopped just by his shoulders. You lean back so your shadow can't be seen, accidentally clenching around his still-hard dick, but Soobin bit the inside of his cheeks to suppress a whine.

"Hi MOAs, I wanted to talk to you still. I'm charging my phone so I can still talk to you guys." He explains to his fans, trying so hard not to buck his hips up into yours.

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[thyunny]

''are you wearing pants?,, - soobin

a/n: omg. i was laying in bed tryna sleep when i thought of this title and fic. i was proud of myself it’s kinda embarrassing lmao. i wrote this at 2am >~< this is also my first ever fanfic!! enjoy and show some love<3

word count: 2.0k

warnings: [smut! mdni! 18+] bigdick!soobin, lowkeyperv!soobin, fem!reader, lower cased, dirty talk, soobin is uncircumcised, pubic hair on soobin, praise/degrading from reader, breeding kink (soobin), size kink (soobin), masturbation from both, not proof read, soobin’s just a simp and can’t wait :3

today was the fifth day that soobin had been gone. he’s with the rest of txt as they were in america performing for u.s. moas. you’ve missed him and craved his delicate touch; his warm, clammy hands, slender fingers touching your body wherever he wanted. but you both made a promise–not to touch yourselves until soobin got back. the both of you came upon an agreement that whoever loses gets to be punished and humiliated by the other. you’ve been keeping that promise, so tempted to reach down your panties as that certain sensation stirs in your stomach every time soobin sends you a selfie of him after the show, all hot and sweaty. you know he’s teasing you, trying to push you to the edge. yet, you still stand your ground.

after the concert was over for the night, soobin and the boys went to their respective hotel rooms with everyone having their own. soobin would take this as an advantage to call you so the boys can’t tease him about you. you were perfect–too pretty and perfect–from your curves to the tip of your nose and to your feet. deep down, soobin felt very fortunate to have you.

soobin was excited to finally talk to you. even though it’s only been a day, he still misses you and your touch immensely. after he took a shower and changed into his pajamas, he leaped onto his bed with his phone in hand, tapping the call symbol next to your contact. it didn’t take long for you to pick up.

to soobin’s delight, you were laying on your stomach on the floor and seemingly doodling in a notebook as you kicked your feet back and forth with your phone propped up against one of the four legs of your bed. he grinned widely, lifting his hand up and waving at you through the screen.

“hi, y/n. you look adorable, baby,” he cooed, staring at your relaxed figure, not at all trying to hide his unfathomable interest in you.

“i know. i tried to put myself together,” you beamed back at him, puckering your lips at him. “i miss you, soob.”

“i miss you, too, silly,” soobin chuckled, his phone’s camera angled up perfectly to show his meritorious face and have a bit of his plain white t-shirt in frame.

awkward silence set in for a moment, until you broke it. “anything special happen at the concert?” you perked up, raising your eyebrows as you held your smile.

“tons! moa was very sweet and interactive the whole time. i always feel bad leaving them,” soobin pouted playfully.

you giggled at his cuteness. this man was adorable, how did you bag him?

the both of you yapped and yapped back and forth for around half an hour, just about your days and how they were. there wasn’t much to talk about though because you called every night. just when the silence set in again, soobin had the urge to glance down at the cleavage of your tits, plush against the floor as you still laid on your stomach. he gulped, trying to hide his nervousness. he was tired, but he would’ve loved to jerk off before bed.

soobin decided to risk it, wanting to be punished by you anyways as the agreement was just that. he slowly reached down into his sweats and down his boxers, gripping and squeezing his hardening dick, gently stroking it as it grew. he stared at your tits, thoughts filling his mind of what he would do with them. occasionally, he looked up at your beautiful face to admire it.

just then as you didn’t notice his staring, you dropped your pen and looked at him through the screen. “have you kept the promise so far?” 

he tried to be discreet, keeping his facial expressions to a minimum, persisting a straight face. “yes. i’m surprised i haven’t lost yet, you know?” soobin chuckled sheepishly, a light blush coating his cheeks. his tone was innocent as he lied, despite what he was doing.

you snickered, smiling at him. “i’ve kept it also. i always have the urge, but i just leave it alone,” you admitted.

soobin took his bottom lip into his mouth, softly biting down onto it as he continued pumping himself slowly, his massive hand stretching around his enormous cock, tugging up and down as he still stared at your tits. oh, how fond he was of them.

you noticed his lip biting, but just shrugged it off as one of his habits.

“you haven’t even touched yourself? not even a little bit?” you asked out of curiosity, completely oblivious to the fact that soobin was right now.

with a soft groan as he let his lip go, he gulped and shook his head no. “not at all,” he mumbled.

something about the change in his tone and demeanor wasn’t convincing you. you tilted your head at him. “hmm, okay,” you hummed, picking your phone up to angle it up on your face and body as you sat up. you decided now was the time to tease him!

“do they look good? i bought this top the other day,” you smiled sweetly into the camera, referring to your tits.

oh, all the things soobin could say.

“of course they do. they always do. especially when my dick’s in between them,” he huffed, his phone bobbing up and down every so often.

his words truly caught you off guard, only expecting him to say the first bits. your eyes widened and jaw dropped, your smile then converting into a wicked smile.

“oh, yeah? i bet you’re missing that right now,” you teased, cupping one of your breasts with one of your small hands–one of the things soobin absolutely adored about you. he doted the size difference between your bodies, finding himself thinking about your tight and gummy walls around his cock.

soobin groaned, letting the back of his head hit the headboard of the bed against the wall, making a small noise. “love your body, babe. wanna come all over it,” he purred, the sinful words dripping off his tongue.

with his hand still working, his dick started to ache with pleasure. the veins within his cock pulsed blood straight to the skin of his hot and angry tip with a bit of extra friction from his foreskin rubbing against it. he couldn’t see the action happening within his pants, not daring to look away from the screen in case of suspicion from you. 

“soobin!” you scolded. “what’s with the dirty words?” you mocked, but deep down, you loved his words of appreciation.

you started to take notice of the shaky camera and the way the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time. his struggled breathing, it was all a signal he might be doing something behind the camera. you decided to confront him about it.

“is my baby letting go? what happened to the promise?” you pouted, your pink and plump lips were the thing that soobin needed around the base of his cock right about now.

soobin tutted, holding back a moan from deep in his throat. “what are you talking about?” he tried to play dumb, only earning a tut back from you.

“i know what you’re doing, soobin. if you let me in on it, i’ll let you come,” you spoke, pointing your finger at him. “deal?”

“deal,” he sputtered, a breathy moan falling out of his mouth as he heard you say his name.

“now show me your dick, baby,” you spoke softly, wanting desperately to see him since you haven’t in so long.

with the shaky hand that was holding his phone, he rested the bottom of his phone on his chest before flipping the camera to showcase his flushed cock, pre-cum leaking out the hole.

your eyes weren’t deceiving you, this was real. soobin’s dick was like a fantasy. it was perfect and pretty in every way. huge, red and veiny, just how you like it. you whimpered yourself when he pulled his dick completely out of his sweats, rubbing his right hand up and down his cock, his foreskin coming up, vacuuming the head before going back down as his hand rested against his stubble of pubic hair. you were practically drooling at the sight, saliva inching down the corner of your bottom lip.

soobin stared at you through the screen, specifically your tits and how they snuggled into your tight top, hard nipples poking through the fabric; imagining himself peeking his tip through the seam of your tits, coming immensely and the cum dripping down your tits. the fantasies that he had were insane, his mind swirling with sinful thoughts.

“are you gonna come soon? couldn't wait til you come home, slut?” the degration slipped out of your mouth, causing a growl to drop from soobin’s.

“y/n…’m close, want you on my dick right now,” he uttered, biting his bottom lip feverishly behind the camera, his head falling back yet again abutting the headboard.

“set your phone up. wanna see your face as you fuck yourself,” you spoke, your tone demanding.

and soobin did so, pushing the comforters down as they bunched up, setting his phone up against them as he flipped the camera back around.

this was amazing; now you could see his admirable facial expressions he made along with the frantic pumping of his cock. he occasionally peeked down at his phone to look at your tits again, having a crave for them around his shaft.

soobin moaned and groaned, his face contorting and twisting in so many ways, mostly in pleasure as his other hand reached down to massage his heavy balls. his cheeks puffed up with air before disappearing when his jaw dropped slack, his voice echoing throughout the room, but in an effort to keep his tone down.

“that’s it. good boy. tell me how much you love me,” you purred as you stopped gawking for a moment to reach your dainty hand into your panties, your fingertips needily rubbing against your clit as your eyes fluttered shut.

soobin babbled, saying how much he loved and wanted your body, how he wanted to worship it and claim it as his own. “gonna come. wanna fill you up, baby,” he confessed, no shame within his expression.

those words immediately set you off, fingertips rubbing as fast as possible against your perky clit, chasing your orgasm. you opened your eyes to see his lengthy and girthy cock twitch in his hand as he slowed down his pumps, on the brink of his orgasm.

“come for me, baby,” you spoke soothingly as you gave him permission to come.

soobin watched you touched yourself, and it was a sight to him. he felt the electricity rushing down his spine and straight to his dick as he observed.

you watched attentively as cum erupted from the hole in his tip, squirting up into the air before landing on the sheets, staining them. cum leaked down his shaft, hastily picked up by his hand as he tugged lightly yet fast, moaning as his thighs trembled from the sensation of not coming for days on end. his orgasm was huge and gratifying, and his facial expressions said it all.

as you witnessed his orgasm, you felt yours coming too. the knot in your stomach snapped as you came, slick dripping out from your hole as your panties caught most of it. you let out a few noises of your own as you rode out your orgasm, your fingers swiping up and down against your pussy, thinking of soobin’s wet tongue lapping up your slick.

“fuck,” soobin cursed, feeling his dick softening now as he shoved it back into his boxers, not wanting to clean up yet. “that felt so good, y/n.”

you chuckled at his words, reaching your hand up from your panties as you wiped it on a nearby towel. “you act like i was there.”

“in my mind you were,” soobin laughed, his toothy smile beaming at the camera as he lifted it back up at the same angle it was before. “i love you so much, i’ll be home soon.”

“i love you, too, bunny. stay safe.”

“of course~.”

a/n: OMG FINALLY. this took me nearly 2 hours. i love soobin tho>:3 gl to the members as they take their hiatus. i’m so proud of them. my babies<3

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Character

Larissa Weems

Rating

Red

Words

1545

~•~

I was in trouble. In a lot of trouble.

Every month, the teachers of Nevermore were reunited by the principal to discuss how the lectures were going, if there were students who needed more help, if there were problems with a certain class, things like that. I had my material spread in front of me, trying to see if I needed help with something. I didn't, really, because the class was always active during my lecture, they listened when they had to, they talked when it was their turn to do so.

That day, before the reunion, my class took an exam on the topic tackled in the previous lectures. I had time to do whatever, so I started writing on a piece of paper a poem, the words kept coming and coming on their own accord, and my hand started moving on its own. My eyes shined, and a smile spread across my face. Nobody has to read this, I thought.

That's why, when the reunion finished and I was already in my room, I panicked not finding that piece of paper in the midst of my materials.

I was in trouble.

I was searching for it when I heard the ping! of my smartphone. Anxiously, still trying to remember where the Hell I had put that damned poem, I read the message.

Larissa:

Come to my office, we have a matter to discuss.

09:30 PM

I started sweating, what could possibly want the principal to talk about with me? Unless...

I shook my head, hoping it wasn't as I feared it was.

I closed my room door, and sighed. It was probably something to do with the reunion that we had before, nothing more.

All the way to her office, I fidgeted with my fingers, nervously. Once arrived, I knocked two times.

"Come in."

I gulped, opening the immense door before me.

"Please, do take a seat."

I closed the door and went to take a seat. She was seated on her chair, her hands playing with a piece of paper. Wait, a piece of paper!?

"I think you know why I called you here, don't you?"

My eyes went wide. I started moving my hands in the air, trying to come up with an excuse good enough for that poem.

"I-I... you see, it's not as it may appear to be, just-"

She raised a finger, shushing me.

"I think it's exactly as it appears to be. I mean, you made it very explicit."

I blushed.

The poem was, in fact, a collection of my wet dreams I had of the woman seated in front of me. And of course she had to read it.

"Do you have this... dreams, often?"

"No! Well, I mean... yes, but-"

She smiled, her lips stretching. I was mesmerised. I wanted to see her smile every day.

"You don't have to be all shy, now."

She got up, towering over me. Our height difference made everything she did more exciting. She could just stay still for an hour, it only took for me to look up at her and something would start moving in my chest.

She kneeled in front of me.

"What...?"

Her hands were on my thighs, I felt like they were on fire.

"Why don't you tell me what else you dream about? What do you want me to do to your pretty body?"

I felt a hot feeling in my lower abdomen, and wet in a place I wish she would just touch already. The mix of her low voice and her british accent made her so sensual.

"I-I don't understand..."

"Hm I'm sure you do, little pet."

Pet. I loved when she called me pet names.

"Now, why don't we start by undressing you, hm?"

She slowly started unbuttoning my blouse, biting her lip. I bit my lip to prevent a moan escaping. Just the sight of her kneeled like that, in between my legs, could have made me climax.

My blouse soon found its place on the floor. She licked her lips and looked at me.

"Would you like to be kissed?"

"Why are you asking?"

She shrugged, keeping her eyes on me.

"You didn't write it on your poem. Not once, there was not a single kiss."

She was so cute, asking for my permission. I smiled, getting closer to her.

"I would love for you to kiss me."

She smirked and kissed me. Her lips were soft, and she tasted like wine. She was probably drinking before I came in. Her tongue met mine in a passionate dance. I moaned when I felt her hand cupping my breast. She moved away, interrupting the kiss. She started trailing kisses on my neck, moving lower and lower. I closed my eyes, feeling the softness of her skin on mine.

"Let's get rid of this, shall we?"

She smirked, unclasping my bra. She stared at my chest for some seconds, and I blushed. Being so naked in front of the woman I litteraly loved was embarassing, to say the least.

"You are beautiful, Y/N."

I opened my mouth but she didn't give me time to day anything because she kissed me right away. Her fingers pinched my nipple, playing with it. She licked from my neck to my breast, taking in her mouth my other nipple, sucking it and swirling it with her tongue.

I moaned. She was so good at this, I wondered how many times she did it.

"Get up."

I immediately obeyed. She remained in her kneeling position. Even so, she was tall enough to unzip my jeans. She threw them away with my panties, which were soaked. She made me sit again, making sure I was comfortable.

She licked my vagina, moaning at the taste. I gasped at the sensation of her tongue on my most sensitive part.

"Hm so wet, all for me. Good girl."

I let out a moan at the name. She smirked, looking at me.

"Tell me what you want."

She was enjoying this as much as I was enjoying it, which was a lot.

"Please, I need you to keep doing it."

"Keep doing what, my love?"

Her hands were on my thighs again, spreading them apart.

"Lick me, please."

I pleaded. She hummed in approval, and she immediately started licking and sucking my bundle of nerves. Her grip on my thighs was strong.

"Ah just like that..."

Her eyes were fixed on mine, and at that sight, her face buried in between my legs, with her watching my expressions, I felt a jolt of electricity run in my veins. It didn't take long for me to arrive at my limit.

"Oh I'm so close..."

And then she stopped. I let out a whimper at the loss of contact.

"Wha- why?"

I asked. She giggled, getting up.

"Hush, my love. I want you to make mommy feel good too, don't you want that?"

I nodded.

"Yes, yes! I want mommy to feel good too!"

She smirked, lifting up her dress. She got rid of her panties and came closer.

"Is it ok if I shapeshift?"

I looked at her. Why would she do that?

"But I want to see you as you."

She giggled, cupping my cheek.

"I don't want to change my appearence, just... a certain part of my body."

I looked her inquiringly. She looked down and I followed her gaze. Then it hit me.

"Only if you feel comfortable."

She added. I nodded, eagerly. I was a lesbian, but strangely, the thought of getting penetrated by Larissa didn't disgust me.

"Good little girl."

Soon, she spread my legs and put the tip in. I looked at it, and couldn't fathom how it would ever enter all in me.

"I fear it's too big..."

"Don't worry, I will make sure to make you and I both feel good."

I gulped, feeling it enter me bit by bit. I stang, but Larissa's hand soon found her place on my clitoris, doing circular motions to tone down the pain.

"Hm you feel so good."

She moaned once it was all in. She started moving inside of me slowly, in and out, in and out. Her hand playing with my clitoris.

"You're so tight and warm, you're making mommy feel so good."

Our moans resonated in unison in the office, her movements getting faster and faster.

"Hm you're making me come."

"Please, I'm so close too..."

Her hands were on my sides, slamming into me with loud and lewd noises. Her moans were low and hearing them made me feel stars.

"Come, come with me, love."

It was enough for me to climax. Her legs shook, just like mine did. It washed over me like a riptide, and I could tell Larissa enjoyed it too from the look of pure bliss she had.

She got it out and it inmediately disappeared. She kissed me, with love and passion.

"We could have had this much fun sooner if you would have let me know your feelings."

"Well, now you know."

She hummed, while helping me on my feet.

"Maybe we could see eachother more often."

I smiled, hugging her.

"I would love that."

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Scented Poison. Masterlist

Three lovers, two affairs, and one betrayal, but who will break first?

"I've had her, you know." The sinister smirk spreads across his lips. "All over your precious billionaire company, your prized mansion and even in your car. I've seen her all.”

PAIRING(s). Jung Jaehyun!husband x Reader!wife x Na Jaemin!Sideman

SYNOPSIS. Jung Jaehyun has worked diligently hard to achieve his perfectly balanced life. A high flying thriving career as an elite businessman of a very prosperous Perfume fragrance firm and a charming passionate lover in his wife, you. You are his stunning partner who has vowed to be by his side at all times. You have faith in your husband even though he's barely around. Your best friend, seeks to convince you that your husband is indeed cheating on you. However, tables twistedly turn around when you "accidentally" have a one night stand with your best friend’s husband Na Jaemin. Your carefully ordered life spirals out of control when you face the music that your husband, Jaehyun has never cheated on you. Your now left in a scandalous position that could cost you your marriage.

WARNING(s). Slow burn (longshot). Office drama (mentions of inappropriate acts/unethical practices). Cursing (mild and soft). Smut (includes and not limited to cheating, consensual and non-consensual, rough/dominant, submissive, dry humping). Angst (has levels of tones).

Fragrance 1: Faded Fantasies

SYNOPSIS. You're home alone, it's late at night and you're on the phone with your best friend- who's nagging you nonstop that your husband, Jung Jaehyun, is cheating on you. Overwhelmed with emotion you agree to go clubbing, whereby you open up a door to infidelity when meeting Na Jaemin. It's just supposed to be a causal encounter, yet for some reason, you find yourself underneath him starting an immoral affair relationship.

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Fragrance 2: Poison That Spreads

SYNOPSIS. Your mind is imbedded on Na Jaemin. You can't stop thinking about how crazy, hot and wild his pleasure was, especially now that you have his number. It was supposed to be merely a one night stand (even though you had already done it twice with the man that was not your husband), yet you've found solitude and refuge in crawling back to him, with your legs wide open. However your infidelity is challenged by the reoccurring presence of your husband, Jaehyun who begins paying attention to your needs. Your only problem is that you've let Jaemin somewhat in your heart, you've let the poison of him sink into you.

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Fragrance 3: Final Scent

SYNOPSIS. What happens when a perfectly hidden affair becomes public? You feel almost petrified and exposed when Jaehyun (your husband) and Jaemin (the man you've been sleeping with) officially meet. Jaemin isn't afraid of twisting his words to get Jaehyun paranoid, neither is he holding back on the feelings he's grown for you. Meanwhile, you're so hell bent on securing and hiding this lie away from Jaehyun that it almost becomes impossible to tell him the truth. All the while Jaehyun grows more suspicious of your relationship with Jaemin that it strains your relationship. You find yourself left with no other option, but to come clean. The only problem now, is how to come clean to the man you've married, and the man you've been having an affair with.

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Joohyung Getting Sick On Tour

Read Act 2: Sweet Mirage Japan Tour to get a brief introduction to what happened to Joohyung during Saitama day 2.

It was around 10pm and the concert was nearly over and finally the group was changing into their encore outfits to perform the last few songs they had.

“Here’s your skirt for tonight.” One of Joohyung’s main stylist (Sooyoung) handled over Joohyung’s black mini skirt. “Thanks.” Joohyung mumbled, as she got the skirt and was about to lift her left leg in she suddenly got lightheaded with all the rushing and kinda lost balanced. “Oh my, are you ok?” Sooyoung quickly got a hold of her. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine I just lost my balance a bit.” Joohyung laughed it off before quickly putting on her skirt. Sooyoung wasn’t fully convinced but she couldn’t think about it too much since they are still in a concert rushed setting.

“Make sure to keep an eye on Joohyung-ie.” Sooyoung warned Eunha who is Joohyung’s manager. Eunha hummed and took Joohyung and the boys back out to the side of the stage. She kept Sooyoung’s word and looked at Joohyung closely. Joohyung was looking a bit on the paler side on her face and breathing a bit heavier. “Joohyung to do need some water before going on?” Eunha asked, with a bottled water in her hand. Joohyung shook her head ‘no’, “thank you though. I’ll drink some water while we’re closing.”

Joohyung gave Eunha a fake smile before stepping out to the main stage. As she was performing ‘Blue Spring’ the lights sudden became brighter and hotter above Joohyung, she tried shaking it off and even placed her head down on hands which were holding onto the mic. In moas eyes it just looks like Joohyung got a bit emotional and is trying to hide her tears when in reality Joohyung was just trying to hold herself up a bit longer.

Finally the concert ended and everyone was heading to their hotel rooms. Joohyung felt like she can knock out at any second and was even falling asleep standing up in the elevator. “Be careful you’re going to fall.” Beomgyu laughed, as he held Joohyung close to him. “I’m just so tired.” Joohyung mumbled into his chest. Soon the elevator doors opened and Beomgyu pulled Joohyung along with him to their room. As Beomgyu was holding Joohyung close he felt her skin to be a bit hotter than usual, so to prevent Joohyung was getting sick he guided her to the restroom and sat her down on the toilet to help her wash up.

Beomgyu washed her face, brush her teeth, applied her skincare, and finally got her changed into her pajamas which was just one of his shirts and her shorts. Joohyung immediately knocked out once she hit the shared bed, Beomgyu placed the back of his hand on Joohyung’s forehead. “You’ve gotten warmer.” Beomgyu went to get a clean small towel from the restroom and ran it through cold water before ringing it fully out and folding it nicely. He then made his way out of the restroom and back to Joohyung’s side, “here.” Beomgyu placed it on Joohyung’s forehead hoping that would fix her little fever.

He carrying on his night doing his routine before quickly heading into bed with Joohyung and holding her close, “goodnight Jooie. Feel better.” Beomgyu kissed her cheek before snuggling into her neck.

2:10AM

Joohyung woke up to feeling stomach pain so she slowly got up and took the little towel off her forehead, and placed it on the side table before getting up and walking to the restroom. Suddenly, everything she ate the day before came up and out. Joohyung hated throwing up and wanted to stop but her own body wouldn’t let her.

On the main bedroom area Beomgyu started waking up with the noises coming from the restroom, and he started feeling around next to him where Joohyung was at and felt it empty. He got up pretty fast but still with his eyes pretty much close, Beomgyu made his way over to where Joohyung was at. “Noona?!” He was surprised seeing Joohyung’s head in the toilet throwing up. Beomgyu started rubbing her back and holding her hair back along with saying ‘everything going to be ok’.

After a while Joohyung was finally able to stop and actually breath, but now her body was sore from crouching and then clenching her stomach. “Go back and lay on the bed and I’ll go and get you some medicine from the convenience store.” Beomgyu helped Joohyung clean up and on to the bed.

It only took Beomgyu about 20 minutes to get everything and come back, luckily the location of the hotel and right near everything. “Look,” Beomgyu came to sit on Joohyung’s side of the bed with the convenience store bag ready to show her what he got. “I got you some medicine, teas for digestion and for your immune system, and a new toothbrush so you can throw your another one away. I even got the Sanrio one because I think you’ll like it more.” He chuckled, while handing her the cute toothbrush. Joohyung smile while looking at him and back at the toothbrush. “Thank you, puppy.” Joohyung gently caressed Beomgyu’s cheek making him lean in to her lovingly touches. “I love you Jooie~”

The Next Day/Saitama Day 2

Joohyung was the last one to wake up as Beomgyu insisted the staff wake her up on a later time since she didn’t sleep that well last night. Of course everyone knew what was going on with Joohyung, as Beomgyu informed everyone through next that Joohyung wasn’t feeling well and that she did end up throwing up and having a little fever. The members all went to see her and they were all quite worried seeing her pale on the bed.

“Noona~” Kai wrapped his body around her like a little child missing their mother which made Joohyung laugh whole hugging him. “Why are you acting like this?” She lightly ruffled his bed hair. “I’m just a bit worried.” He answered, still holding her. “I’m fine though.” Joohyung reassured Kai and everyone. “But you still look a bit pale. Maybe you should sit out tonight.” The main manger of txt asked also worried with Joohyung’s state. “That’s crazy I can’t sit out!” Joohyung sat up. “I’m fine I promise. I can do this.” Joohyung gave their manager a stern look. She couldn’t disappoint their moas by not showing up just because she felt a little sick, moas spent their hard earn money into them and into this moment just to see them. Their manager sighed, “fine. But the second I see that you’re unwell I’m pulling you out Joohyung. Your health is our priority and it should be yours too.” He gave her his final words.

The staff help ordering their breakfast and brought their personal medic to run a covid test on Joohyung just make sure. Fortunately, it was negative but the medic said that it could be exhaustion so Joohyung had to really watch out about that and too not go as hard tonight as she usually does. Along with ‘if you lightheaded, dizziness, or you feel like you’re going to faint call it a day and just rest because you’re just going to hurt yourself more’. Joohyung thanked the medic and both headed out their separate ways.

“Noona we ordered you a light breakfast just in case your stomach was still weak from last night.” Taehyun sat Joohyung’s breakfast in front of her. “Thank you Taehyun-ie.” Joohyung smiled, as she saw a bowl of stew with some fruits in a cup waiting for her. While the guys were already half way through their breakfast they started seeing Joohyung littler and littler bites of her food until eventually just started moving the spoon around the stew, or the fork playing with the freshly cut fruit. “Are you ok?” Yeonjun rubbed her back. Joohyung hummed, “I have a weak stomach right now, but I’m fine.” Yeonjun nodded understanding Joohyung. “I’ll make you more tea so the food can go down smoother.” Yeonjun got up and grabbed a mug and got one of the teas Beomgyu brought last night and started making it. Not long after Yeonjun brought it back to the table in front of Joohyung. “Here you go noona.” Joohyung placed her phone down and set her eyes on the mug with the tea’s aroma hitting her nose. “Thank you so much junnie-ah.” Joohyung patted Yeonjun’s head earning a smile and a slight blush from him.

Joohyung honestly wanted to cry with how much the members are taking care of her even if it’s something minor. She really couldn’t ask for anything better than them. They are her everything.

Concert Time

“We have make sure we’re watching Joohyung from the corner of our eyes ok. If you see her start loosing balance just hold her a bit see if she’s ok. Ok?” Yeonjun whispered to the rest of the members while Joohyung was getting mic up. All the members agreed and started doing their little stretches before the screen in front of them moved up. As Joohyung was about to walk into her position Kai stopped her, “go easy ok noona.” He rubbed her shoulder. “I’ll try.” Joohyung held his hand and placed a kiss on the back of it.

Joohyung got into her position and as the screen was lifting she placed her stage face on and prayed that everything will work out the way she wants it. She even made her makeup/hair team create a cute appearance so it will distract moas from thinking she looks sick, hopefully the blush will come through and give her color for her pale sick skin.

Honestly, Joohyung was holding it together was actually smiling and having fun. She didn’t know if it was the adrenaline or the medicine she took awhile ago, but of course not everything lasts. It wasn’t even half through the concert but during their second ment Joohyung started to breathe heavy, and it felt like she couldn’t even catch her breathe. So she started slowly walking behind the members as they were talking to moas trying to walk it off and she was even waving at moas that were behind them. Soobin took notice of Joohyung’s behavior and grabbed a towel and dumped some water on it, and walk to where Joohyung was and placed it around her neck. It was to cool her off without putting some really cold and probably making it worse.

As Yeonjun was finishing the conversation and before going to the next set of songs Soobin whispered to the members to now keep a closer eye on Joohyung because she’s starting to feel it.

It was ‘Can’t You See Me’ that it hit Joohyung a little. But if you were in the audience you wouldn’t even know that she was struggling. The red lights give it a seductive feel and with Joohyung’s half close lids it looks like she giving you and seductive siren look. But in reality the light were harsh on her eyes and making her feel hotter and a bit dizzy.

All the way from ‘I Know I Love You’ to ‘Magic’ Joohyung didn’t move a lot. She was pretty much just walking around singing to moas and the camera. Joohyung really couldn’t run around the stage or even jump with moas like she would do in previous concerts. She was able to do the Magic dance break part without missing a step or falling over, but it was dance unit part where you really saw her miss place her feet due her getting a bit dizzy. Yeonjun quickly held her and both continued smoothly.

This is where you really see Joohyung sickness and some moas already see that Joohyung is unwell during ‘Opening Sequence’. Joohyung had to get up and down from the floor and hit all the moves which wasn’t really agreeing with her stomach a lot. As they move to the near to the end of the song where they had to get on the floor one last time and Taehyun has he moment. Joohyung finally got what felt like two second to try to recollect herself and push through, but she opened her eyes she saw that she missed her cue in front of everyone.

Usually mistakes aren’t bad in anyway mostly if your in a practice room setting or rehearsing on stage, but in Joohyung eyes mistakes when their not intended on stages like these hurt her pride. Especially with someone that’s a perfectionist like her. She basically felt embarrassed and that didn’t go well with her upset stomach again. As they got to they ending pose and Joohyung saw moas worried faces the rush of water came up and Joohyung placed her had on her mouth and turned around quickly. The members moved their mics away from their mouths so everyone wouldn’t hear them. Yeonjun encourage Joohyung to just throw up right then and there, but Joohyung couldn’t do it and it was hurting her more. Beomgyu saw the tears and quickly helped her get off stage and into the hands of the medics that were waiting on the side. “Take care of her, please.” Beomgyu watched with sadden eyes, as they took her away from him in a rush.

Backstage

The medics had a futon in one of the green rooms ready just in case something like this would happen. “Lay her on her side just in case she does vomit.” The female medic instructed, and just as she finished speaking and they got Joohyung on her side she throws up water and bits of what she ate before. They quickly clean her up and start taking off her shoes and some of her stage outfit just so she can cool down. “Here, place the oxygen mask on her.” As they placed the mask over her mouth and nose another medic went to check on on her pupils to see if they’re dilated. “Her pupils are a bit dilated, but not much which is pretty good.” Which means Joohyung’s body wasn’t completely in the exhausted stage. “Let’s get an IV in her arm to hydrate her.” They were able to get her to sit up couch and have an IV in her arm.

Joohyung started to have tears flowing down from her eyes, but she didn’t make a sound indicating that she was crying. When the staff saw her looking at the tv that was monitoring the concert with eyes full of tears, they of course felt so bad for her because they know much performing means to her. “Hey, it’s ok to feel sick and make a little mistake. They would understand Joohyung.” Minseok (one of there staff) tried making Joohyung feel better. Joohyung sniffled and shook her head ‘no’, “but they worked so hard to see us and they deserved to see a performance with no mistakes and have no worries.” Joohyung cried. “And now they have to see an incomplete stage with the thought of a messing member in the back of their heads.” All Minseok could do was to hug her and have a shoulder for her to cry on.

“I talked to the medics and then said that it wouldn’t be best for you to continue performing right now.” Eunha came into the green room to inform Joohyung. “But what about-“

“No Joohyung. I’m sorry but I can’t let you hurt yourself further.” Eunha sternly talked to Joohyung. “Can I at least perform my solo stages for them? I can’t let me down Eunha.” Joohyung looked desperate to perform which hurt Eunha to see her like this. “Joohyung you can’t.”

“Please Eunha let me perform. Let me perform this and I won’t ever do this again I promise.” Joohyung plead to Eunha. Eunha knew it wasn’t right but she saw the hunger in Joohyung’s eyes. The hunger to go on stage, it was the same look Joohyung had a couple years ago during her trainee days. Eunha let out a heavy sigh, “Bae Joohyung this is and will be the final time this will ever happen, ok? I don’t care how minor your sickness is you will never do this again and you will stay resting the next time you feel one ounce of sickness, and this goes for them too.” Eunha pointed at the screen that showed the another five singing and dancing.

“I promise.”

Concert Time After Joohyung Left/Backstage

After explaining that Joohyung wouldn’t be joining them for a couple of songs they move on to one of their slower songs, ‘Anti-Romantic’. It felt weird seeing an empty spot in the middle of the stage and they were all zoning out until they heard no one singing. Beomgyu immediately took all of Joohyung’s lines causing moas to ‘ah’ at how quick Beomgyu was able to pick up Joohyung’s lines. They ultimately felt incomplete.

The members kept on feeling that until Joohyung’s VCR started playing as they got backstage to change. “Is Joohyung going back on stage?!”

“What happened to her?”

“Is she ok Eunha?”

Of course their concern about their noona right away. “Medics said that she was going to hit the stage of exhaustion, but luckily she didn’t.” The boys sighed in relief. “They did stick an IV in her arm to hydrate her body and she did cry obviously, but the crying was mostly because of her performance perfectionism got to her pretty bad.” Eunha explained further. “She really wants to perform her solo stages, so I’m only letting this one thing to do this then she immediately sitting down and getting rest. I don’t think I will let it slide with you guys too, I already warned Joohyung about it.” Eunha gave her final words before going back to Joohyung.

“I knew it got to her.” Yeonjun sighed, as placed his ear-ins over her ears. “You could by the look in her eyes. She was embarrassed, but it wasn’t her fault.” Soobin was sad about the whole situation. “I wish she didn’t have to go through this.” Taehyun hated seeing Joohyung this distressed.

All their heads lift when they heard moas cheer loudly, they saw Joohyung standing on stage like nothing happen. “No matter in sickness she still looks so pretty.” Beomgyu smiled at the tv. “Noona always glows on stage.” Kai replied, watching her start the song.

Unfortunately, the the boys couldn’t cross paths with Joohyung as she had to go backstage again while they were already behind the screens again ready to perform the final half of the concert. This time Beomgyu had to light his own rose, and it felt weird again not having Joohyung by their sides. It just meant that they had to hit the moves just as hard as her and fill in her roles. They got through all songs and each member had a chance to sing Joohyung’s lines which was a bit hard to remember who was going to sing her lines in each song in such a short amount of time, but they got it.

As they ran backstage to change into their finally outfit for the encore they saw Joohyung there already changed with the tour shirt on and her makeup redone. “You’re going to do the encore with us?” Kai asked, with bright eyes. Joohyung nodded, “I feel about 5x times better with the IV they gave me plus we don’t dance during the encore stages, and I want to close this concert with you guys.” The members really admire Joohyung and her dedication to with the group and perform for moa.

Moas were so happy to see Joohyung on stage again with the group. It really shows them how much there’s a missing piece whenever a member isn’t there.

As Joohyung was saying her goodbye speech she got emotional again with the support moas were giving her, and how even though she felt like she wasn’t giving her best it was enough for moas. “I’ll make sure to come back healthy and give you a even better show than I did tonight.” Joohyung bowed before signing tubatu off for the night.

[itjazzbicch]

Same Old, New Love

Pairing:  Byakuya Kuchiki x Fem Reader 

First time writing for Byakuya, so I hope I did well! 

Summary: After years of marriage, the read finally decides to open up to Byakuya about trying a new style in the bedroom...

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!)  (Rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, slight hair pulling, slight swearing)

Word Count: 0.9k 

"What do you mean, dear?"

After being married to Byakuya for so long, I was still nervous about the idea I had in mind that was concerned with our sex life.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, maybe this time we can try something new?" I thought that I chose a bad time to ask this question, as he was already on top of me, ready to go about his usual ways.

"Something new?"

"Yeah," I answered shyly, cheeks filling with an anxious warmth, recommending as an attempt to take this somewhere, "I was thinking of being a bit rougher than we normally are, that's all."

"Rougher, hm?" He hummed, thinking for a moment before guiding my hips clockwise, "Are you okay with this position?"

"I like how you're thinking right now," I gladly fixed my posture, now on my knees in doggy style, his whisper flowing into my ear, giving me goosebumps all over:

"Are you sure you can handle it if I give it to you rough?"

"I'm sure, Byakuya," I whispered looking back, arms stretching out to grip the sheets, jaw locking with a loud whine as he pushed his cock into me, hips smacking off my ass.

"Tell me," The softness of his hand running up my back against all my goosebumps made the tingle in my body intensify, pulling my head up by my hair a little, keeping a slow pace but slamming his hips into me, tip nudging my cervix, "Do you like it like this?"

"Y-Yes!" The moans jumping from my throat made it hard to respond as he sent another thrust, practically begging when I asked, "Just a little faster?"

Letting go of my hair and finding my hips, he pulled them up a bit higher, walls instantly squeezing his cock harder the moment he rolled his hips quicker, keeping the same amount of strength behind them, having me cry out:

"Byakuya!"

"Want me to stop?" His grip on my thighs was the one thing keeping me up considering my legs started to shake almost violently, there was a slight pain in my back when I raised my hips higher for him, head buried into the mattress as I shook my head:

"No! I'm r-really close, love!"

Another squeeze of my walls had him groaning, but nodding and obliging, driving me closer, sharing the moan that came out of me as my head shot up, panting and shaking at the overwhelming tensity I felt all over.

"Damn," He breathed in, slowing down and watching all the slick that squelched over his cock and thighs.

Stopping suddenly made me concerned, looking back at him and before I could speak, he grabbed me by the wrists, pulling me up against his chest, holding me while throwing his hips up into me, cock nearly splitting me in two.

"You can cum for me again, can't you, dear?"

"Mhm!" Every noise I tried to make got caught in my throat, the speed and friction not phasing him, moving effortlessly and his cock hitting each sensitive nerve in me.

He was trying to get me to that place again even quicker this time, one hand squeezing and teasing my breasts, lips leaving kisses along my neck, two fingertips at my clit, working into tempo with his hips.

My hands found his forearms, clinging and trying so hard to maintain the same posture, the shakes coming back more vicious than before, body steaming in heat and feeling as if I were going to snap in two.

"Just one more time," He knew I wasn't going to last much longer like this, the fingers on my clit rubbing even quicker as he felt my walls growing tighter again, fighting his noises as he was close to his own high, the tone of his deepening voice help unravel me, "Cum for me again, love."

An arm wrapping around my hip gave no space for him to pull out some, only drilling into me and earning more filthy moans, nails grazing his skin as I clung harder to him, all the noises stuck in my chest practically ripping out of my throat:

"C-Cuming! I'm cuming! Hold me tighter, Byakuya!"

He did just that, resting his head on my shoulder as mine fell back against his, getting the same squelch almost exactly as before, groaning louder than I ever heard with an agonizingly slow thrust, barely able to move properly from the death grip I had around him.

All I could focus on was the heat I felt from him, how hard his cock was twitching between the friction he caused, strings of his steaming seed shooting into me, hearing his hard pants in my ear, words getting caught on a ragged breath a little:

"I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"You were fucking incredible," I breathed out hollowly, my swearing showing my seriousness as I wasn't one to swear often, going to sit up just to collapse against our bed, "Absolutely incredible, Byakuya."

"I'm glad," The shakiness in his hands showed that he was going through his own wave of intensity, but still sweet enough to rub my back and hips softly, pulling out and knowing I'd surely feel it, my slight whine showing that.

Everything from my hips down ached, but never felt so good, feeling him ooze out of me, his eyes fixed on the sight while his hands continued to try and help my tense muscles relax, leaving a smile on my face as he leaned over to kiss my cheek:

"You lay and relax while I go start us a shower." 

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[miss-choi-park]

Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 10 - Like Romeo and Juliet

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] I only saw stars around me. Flickering lights alternated these and a tingling sensation throughout my whole body.

Shit! Orgasms with Yeonjun were in a different league.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: I don't think in this chapter are no warnings needed 😆

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

I slowly opened my eyes, which were still clogged with the sand from sleep. A savory scent crept around my nose and I thought I smelled fresh oranges. I sleepily rubbed the sand out of my eyes and stretched extensively.

It was Saturday and like every Saturday for almost two months now, I woke up in Yeonjun's big cozy waterbed. It just happened that way. We hardly ever saw each other from Monday to Friday so I was excited to spend every weekend with Yeonjun.

Something has definitely changed between me and him since Taehyun's party. Unfortunately neither of us have been able to fully put it into words. Neither of us had discussed our relationship status yet. Well we didn't push ourselves to do so. But the feeling inside me grows to know how he really feels.

The best thing that could be said right now was...that it just felt right to spend the weekends together and the occasional dinner in the work week, if the calendar allows it. Since the last weeks I've increasingly had the feeling that Yeonjun wanted more than just sex or a few nice dinners. The extensive cuddling, the caring when I was on my period, us joking around and the compliments that weren't in the least sexual nature.

I felt increasingly comfortable and relaxed with him and he seemed to feel more relaxed with me too. Our inhibitions were shrinking every day. Even though neither of us admitted it, it already felt like we were in a real relationship. The super good sex was just a nice extra.

I stared at the ceiling in the dimly lit bedroom, lost in thoughts.

It sounded and smelled like Yeonjun was making breakfast. So maybe I should get up and help him a little.

I slowly sat up and swung my legs out of bed. I stretched my whole body again before I got up, opened the curtains and then went to the door. The first thing I saw was Yeonjun with his back turned to me. He seemed to be setting the table. So I shuffled over to him, still half asleep. Before I could snuggle up to him from behind, he turned around and visibly jumped when I suddenly stood in front of him.

I smiled sleepily up at him: ''Good morning, chef cook.''

Yeonjun snorted briefly in amusement before giving me a kiss on the forehead, over which my bangs were certainly more than tangled.

''Good morning, sleeping Beauty.'', He mumbled before putting a hand on my shoulder, ''Sit down, I'll be ready soon.''

''Really? I thought I could help you.'' I asked as Yeonjun walked past me. Heading towards the kitchen again, he called to me: ''No, I just have to get two cups. You know that I have to leave later.''

Oh yeah...I almost forgot about that. Oh man, I hated that Yeonjun still worked on Saturdays sometimes.

He actually stayed at home on Saturdays, but he made an exception for his friends.

He wanted to meet with Hueningkai and discuss the remaining things for his manhwa with him. I was also allowed to read it and to be honest I would have liked to have published it...but unfortunately Hueningkai had chosen Yeonjun. I pulled out a chair and sat down.

''It's only for a maximum of two hours, little one. I'll be back sooner than you think." I heard Yeonjun say, coming back to the table.

''I told you it is okay." I tried to convince Yeonjun as he sat down next to me.

''I would like to take you with me...but you know...'' he tried to explain as he put the two cups down.

''Junny, we just had this conversation yesterday and I was hoping you'd understand that it is okay.'' I said as I took my teapot and poured myself a drink. He had been wearing the nickname for about three weeks now when it accidentally slipped out of me and Yeonjun thought it was cute. So I had it saved on my phone too.

''I know.''

''I'm starting to get the feeling you don't think it's okay.'' I joked, pulling Yeonjun's cup towards me so I could pour in some tea for him, while he grabbed himself some kimchi.

''I'm afraid you're right.'' he mumbled, I lowered the pot and laughed.

''Aww poor guy.'' I pitied him playfully and Yeonjun started to pout.

We've only had that kind of conversation lately. It was nice to not think about what I was saying. Yeonjun seemed to feel the same way.

''And you're sure you'll still be here when I come back?'' he asked.

''Of course, where should I go? Back to university? No! I'll use the two hours to browse around in my notes and then you'll be back." I said and we looked at each other for a moment before Yeonjun started to smile and nod.

''Yes. I'll hurry.''

I had to smile too. This was exactly what I had been looking for all this time. I felt so comfortable around Yeonjun, so comfortable that I hoped it would never end.

Yeonjun POV

Yes, Sumi was right, I didn't think it was great that I had to leave her on our weekend together. But unfortunately I had to, otherwise not only Hueningkai would take my head off, but also my father, who saw a lot of potential in Kai's manhwa.

It was Saturday so there was no one in the company, so I was even more surprised that the front door was open when I wanted to unlock it.

Surprised, I opened the heavy front door and entered. I immediately saw my father behind the front desk. He seemed to be reading through Hueningkai's file, which was actually left there for me.

What was he doing here?

''Dad?'' I asked and my father looked up.

''Ah, there you are! What took you so long?'' he greeted me and I went to him.

''I'm on time...Kai isn't even here yet. What are you doing here, aren't you free today?" I asked the counter question when my father handed me Hueningkai's file.

''I told you how interested I am in this manhwa.'' He simply said and my eyebrows raised of their own accord.

''So...''

''I'll attend the meeting!'' my father said and smiled at me.

Great...then it would take a lot longer than two hours.

''You've got a talented buddy there!" My father said and patted me on the shoulder as he walked past me and my eyes fell on Hueningkai's file in my hand.

''Great!'' I muttered to myself. I knew that my father was stubborn and certainly couldn't be dissuaded from his thoughts.

''Don't you want to prepare the meeting room?!'' my father asked and I turned to him. He was already standing in a meeting room doorway.

We had five of them here on the first floor. I looked at the entrance, where Kai still hadn't come through. I was hoping to get the appointment over with as quickly as possible, because I could always text Kai or call him if I forgot something.

I slowly shuffled towards my father: ''Dad, please remember that today is my day off! I don't want to drag this out.''

My father raised his eyebrows: ''Why? Are you planning to do something else?''

Yes...I have someone waiting at home. I would rather be with her now than be here at all.

''Well...no-''

''Then we'll take the time! You have enough holidays." my father said before he went into the room. I had to pull myself together not to groan in annoyance.

Luckily for me, it didn't take ten minutes before Kai arrived and we started the meeting straight away.

Even though my father let me lead the meeting, he still kept throwing in questions and objections that made the whole thing a lot longer. On the six or seventh throw-in, I couldn't help but sigh a little louder and look at the clock.

3:30 p.m....oh man, we've been sitting for a little over an hour. It seemed like it would be at least another hour before I could go. At least that's what my bullet points on the piece of paper that was in front of me told me.

I hadn't even gotten around to texting Sumi that it would take longer.

God, there's nowhere I'd rather be than with her right now.

All I wanted to do all week was be with her and I couldn't...now I was stuck at work again and my dad just wouldn't stop dragging things out.

The tendency to digress proved it pretty well today too. When I paid attention to the conversation again, my father suddenly spoke about my mother. Unfortunately, Hueningkai repeatedly confirmed him with counter questions.

''Married for almost 30 years, impressive. I think everyone wants that, right Yeonjun-hyung?" Kai suddenly asked me and I looked at him briefly before I realized he wanted an answer.

''No, our Yeonjun doesn't like to commit to anything for a longer time.'' my father interjected before I could even answer.

''Oh, I think of your son differently.'' Hueningkai said and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I hadn't gotten around to telling him that the Sumi thing had absolutely nothing to do with my father.

''No!'', I interjected and drew both of their looks at me, ''My father is right!''

Hueningkai looked at me intently.

''The only girl you ever introduced to us was...well, difficult.''

Yes, I don't have to introduce everyone to you and Mom!

I refrained from making this statement.

''When was that?'' Kai asked and I rolled my eyes.

''Wouldn't we rather get on with the meeting?''

''Don't be like that Yeonjun! Let's not dump our talented client." my father said, leaning back in his chair.

''The last and only girl he introduced to us was when Yeonjun was still in the 10th grade.'' my father said to Hueningkai and I started twiddling my thumbs around each other.

''Oh yeah? Why didn't you introduce them to Sumi?'' Hueningkai asked and I flinched. If I had water in my mouth, I would have just spit it out.

Shit! That's exactly what wasn't supposed to happen.

''Sumi? Is there anyone new?'' my father asked. My eyes flew towards him as my heart began to beat faster. He still seemed visibly relaxed. He didn't seem to be thinking about Sumi, who was the daughter of the hated competitors.

Good! I was still able to get out of there!

''Um...well. I wouldn't say we're together."

''Of course not! You never commit yourself!" my father said with a laugh in his voice.

''Oh, the kiss at the party looked like more.'' Hueningkai continued and I wanted to grab his throat. How did he even see that kiss?!

''Now let's get on with the meeting!''

''I thought you two had a lot in common, because she will also be working in the industry.'' Kai said and I pressed my pencil so hard on my paper that the pen expression broke.

Shut up Kai!!!

I hoped my look at him would tell him enough.

''What? In the book industry?'' my father asked and the last hope that he hadn't heard Hueningkai vanished.

''No in the publishing industry.'' Kai explained who apparently didn't notice my dark look at him.

Now my father sat upright again.

''Please...Hueningkai, if the manhwa is well received, we can already talk about a second-''

''No no, wait! I want to hear more about this girl!'' my father said and raised a hand to silence me.

''What more can I say? She was nice, we chatted for a while at the party.''

''Hueningkai...at what distance do you think the chapt-''

''What does she look like?" my father continued to ask and Hueningkai looked between me and my father. Damn! I could literally feel my father picking up the scent of the secret.

''Dad! Could you please stop now?!" I unfortunately tried in vain to save the situation as adrenaline slowly built up in me.

''Please...answer Hueningkai." my father begged and I used the adrenaline in me to stand up. The four eyes flew back to me.

''Hueningkai! One word! Outside!" I prompted my friend, who seemed visibly confused.

''Yeonjun! Sit down!" my father asked me and my eyes flew to him.

His eyebrows were drawn together.

Oh no! I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of finding out my secret! I definitely won't sit down now!

''Did...did I do something wrong?'' Hueningkai asked carefully, who scooted back in the chair to follow my request.

''Oh no, Mister Huening...no...you even helped me.'' my father said. His gaze was almost iron-clad on me. I was almost certain he had figured it out.

I wasn't ready to tell him yet. I hadn't even thought about what I would say in this situation because I just didn't think it would come until I was ready.

Finally, my father stood up and adjusted his tie.

''Please excuse us for a moment.'' my father said in an overly friendly manner to Hueningkai, before turning around and marching towards the exit.

''Yeonjun? Is...I said something wrong, right?" Hueningkai asked and I looked at him.

He wasn't one to blame...but I probably looked at him a little too hard based on the look on his face afterwards.

Reluctantly, I started moving and followed my father, who was already waiting outside the door.

I had to swallow! What am I supposed to say now?!

I slowly closed the door behind me. When the click sounded down the hall, my father spun around to face me.

''Please tell me he's not talking about Jung Sumi!'' my father began. His ears were bright red, the sign that he was raging inside.

''Even you can't be that stupid!" my father began and the sentence also made me feel more heated inside. The adrenaline in me was almost unbearable.

''Not even me?! What is that supposed to mean?" I asked my father, trying to keep my voice under control.

''Yeonjun! The truth now!" my father demanded, pointing his finger at me.

I clenched my fists: ''What is the matter?! I'm a grown man!''

My father ran his hand through his short hair.

''You're kidding me!'' he said a little louder than appropriate.

''I can be with whoever I want!''

''BUT NOT WITH HER!''

I flinched at his loudness and briefly dropped my gaze. Oh no! No! I wasn't a little kid anymore! So I quickly raised my gaze again, I wouldn't let him intimidate me.

''When are you going to stop treating me like a child?'' I asked, still trying to control my voice. Even though my fingernails dug into my palms hard.

''Yeonjun these are the Jungs!!!''

''Do you think I don't know that?''

''Uh...'', There was a short pause in which my father looked in every direction except mine, ''...you want to torture me.''

''What? No-''

''Do you even know how much this hurts me?''

I had to swallow. Now he wants to make me feel guilty?!

''Do you think I wanted this to happen?''

''Oh, so you're telling me that this happened by accident?!''

''You have no idea how much I suffered from being made to hate her!'' I tried to turn the tables and make him feel guilty.

''Yeonjun this girl is just playing with you! DON'T THINK SHE SERIOUSLY HAS FEELINGS FOR YOU!'' My father apparently lost control of himself as he began to gesticulate wildly. Unfortunately this statement did nothing to keep me under control.

''YOU DON'T KNOW HER AT ALL!'' I jumped when I heard my own voice. I didn't think I'd ever heard myself so angry. I wasn't by myself anymore. My head felt dizzy as the adrenaline of anger rushed through me.

''I don't have to know her if I know her parents. She's not good for you, for us and our company.''

''STOP TELLING ME WHAT'S GOOD FOR ME!!!" it fell out of me. My father seemed surprised, but it didn't last long.

''I'M SO SICK OF YOU TELLING ME EVERYTHING!'' I shouted at my father and now it was me pointing the finger at him.

''That I tell you everything? Well, if you're tired of it, why are you still standing here?!" my father asked and it took me a moment to understand what he meant.

''This! This is all just dictated by me, right?!'' he asked and made a broad gesture down the aisle.

''IF YOU'RE SO SICK OF IT THEN GET OUT! If you really want to throw your life in the trash, then please!" my father shouted at me and grabbed my forearm and pulled me a little to the side.

I tore myself away from him.

Was he serious?! That's the reason he wants to kick me out?! Ridiculous! From the company that I have increasingly been managing lately?!

''FUCK! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW GLAD I AM THAT THIS IS OUT! I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVE WAITED SO LONG TO TELL THIS!'' I shouted and took two steps backwards.

He wanted to kick me out...fire me?! Then please! If he doesn't accept my decisions then why should I even talk to him anymore?

''You seriously want to choose this girl over your family?! Your life and your happiness?!" my father shouted and I grabbed my bag that I had left on the reception desk. My father and I exchanged a look before I turned around.

''Yeonjun! You can not be serious!''

Oh now it almost sounded like he was begging me to stay.

However, I went straight to the exit.

''If you walk out of this door, it will be your doom!'' my father called after me when I had already put my hand on the doorknob. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment.

''Deep inside you know she's not worth it, to give up your whole life!'' my father shouted and suddenly the thought of Sumi flashed before my eyes. The way she smiled at me. I literally noticed her warm hugs and how happy I have been these past two months.

''Don't think that her parents will accept you. Sooner or later it will come out too. They hate you, don't forget that!''

With that sentence, I opened my eyes and turned my head to my father.

''My life...my happiness...is waiting for me at home. And as long as we're together, we don't need anyone." With that I turned around again and pushed down the door handle.

What kept me here? I was sure that Sumi and I would find a solution, even if I left everything behind now. There was always a plan B.

All I wanted right now was to feel myself in her arms. Hearing her say that everything is fine and that we can do it. Because even though my decision felt right, tears welled up in my eyes.

Sumi POV

I looked up from my notes when I heard the front door open. Was Yeonjun back already?

''Sumi?!'' I actually heard his familiar voice. Followed by heavy breathing and a loud bang, the door apparently being slammed shut. I scooted back in the chair when I heard Yeonjun coming down the small staircase.

''Sumi...'' he literally burst out when his eyes found me at the dining table. I was a little surprised to see him still in his winter jacket and street shoes. He stumbled towards me and before I could even say or think anything he hugged me. A little awkwardly I lifted my head to rest on his shoulder.

''Yeonjun...what are you doing?'' I grumbled, because a hug while I was still sitting was quite uncomfortable.

''I love you!''

I suddenly froze. My heart stopped as my brain processed. Had I heard wrong.

''I love you Sumi!'' he murmured against my ear before pulling away from me, cupping my face and connecting our lips.

I was completely perplexed.

Since when did he say things like that? Had I missed something?

I almost felt like I was in shock. My stomach fluttered into my throat and my heart seemed to stop repeatedly.

''I'm so sorry!'' I heard him say. His seemingly blunt voice reached me muffled.

But the tremor in his distant voice crept down my spine like an ice-cold, sharp river.

''Are you listening?'' he asked and I saw his eyes turn glassy.

''Sumi, please say something.'' he pleaded and his eyelids turned red. The fluttering in my stomach subsided when I saw Yeonjun standing there, seemingly completely beside himself.

I slowly raised my hands and placed them over his on my cheeks.

What was wrong with him?

''Yeonjun...what's wrong?'' I asked. My voice was a whisper. It hurt me so much to see him like that, I couldn't speak any louder.

Yeonjun let out a breath and pulled his hands from my cheeks. However, I kept my grip on them tightly as he looked away.

''I'm sorry.'' I heard him say, so quietly I could barely hear him. I leaned to the side to catch his eyes.

''What are you sorry for? What's wrong?'' I asked calmly, even though something was creeping inside me that had an iron grip on my heart.

"My father knows...", he said, looking back at me, "I'm sorry."

The deep breath I took was subconscious. I immediately knew what Yeonjun meant and my heart sank.

''Sumi!'' he began and collapsed. My hands instinctively reached under his arms.

''Please tell me you'll stay with me!'' he began as he hugged my waist and pressed his head against my stomach. The pain and despair were deep in his voice, which was usually so full of joy.

My heart continued to pound hard as I placed my hands on his cheeks and pulled him away from my stomach. Only then did I see the tears that were soaking his eyes and cheeks. His tired and sad eyes shined at me as if they were the last hope in his body.

''Yeonjun, what are you talking about?! Are you really afraid that I'll leave now just because your father knows that we are...'', I stopped...should I say what I was thinking? It sounded so powerful...so dangerous to say it...because I was also...afraid of losing him if I said that.

''Yeonjun, I'm exactly where I want to be!'' I gently say, stroking the tear that was rolling down his cheek with my thumb.

''I choosed you." Yeonjun said quietly and I raised my eyebrows.

''What?''

''You can't leave me alone because you're all I have left now." he said and his fingers clawed into my sweater on my back. I understood what he was saying but couldn't realize the scope of his words.

''My father said you or they and the company.'' he continued and only now I understand what he actually meant with the previous sentence. My chest heaved from the deep breath I took. What was he saying?!

''What?'' it just occurred to me.

I understood him completely but my head didn't want to accept how powerfully meaningful words could be. How profound his statement was. What it revealed and what meaning it had for me.

''I love you, Sumi. I love you so damn much that I'm losing my mind." he said and his words were so incredibly honest. I felt my eyes start to burn.

He couldn't be serious!

Me? He had chosen me over his entire life? What was I worth that he elevated me to a throne so high and magnificent that I didn't feel like deserving it. ''You can't be serious.''

Yeonjun pressed his lips together: ''This is all overwhelming now, but you have to promise to let me finish, please...''

''Do you think I'm angry?" I asked as I felt Yeonjun's warm hand on my left cheek. He pressed his lips together again.

''I do not want to force you to do anything. I'm not asking you to make a decisi-"

''I love you too.'' I interrupted him and Yeonjun's weak eyes immediately sparkled.

''You didn't have to do that, not for me!'' I said as I felt two tears dripping from my eyes caused by a feeling I didn't know. A mixture of joy and sadness, hope and despair. A pressure on my heart that told me how much he seemed to love me and a warmth in my stomach which spread throughout my entire body. I couldn't put the feeling inside me into words.

''The last thing I want is to hurt you or lose you and anyone who doesn't accept that-''

''Yeonjun, these are your parents.''

''There's nothing keeping me with them.'' he said. He seemed to have already stopped crying but it was me who had tears streaming down my cheeks as if a dam had broken. Yeonjun tilted his head and began to smile half-heartedly.

''There's so much that keeps me with you.''

In two months, his words seemed hasty, but I felt the same thing that had already grown deep in my heart and every cell of my body.

''I don't care what happens, as long as we're together...we'll find a solution.'' he said and I felt like I was being crushed by the feelings inside me.

I began to nod before closing my eyes and placing my hand over his on my cheek.

''Just stay with me." I heard his voice now much clearer than ever before. Not even the words I love you would ever have that much meaning like his decision and the feeling that I continued to cultivate for him deep within me and now bore flowers as beautiful as an entire spring meadow.

This situation was so rushed, I still couldn't quite get it. But he was right, as long as we covered each other's backs we would find light even in the darkest times.

The kiss we exchanged after said more than all the words in this world.

And even though I hated that drama called Romeo and Juliet it now seemed so honest to me. So realistic to apply to my life.

Because life won't stop putting obstacles in your way again and again, but love...love is able to overcome all of that and love would even make someone go so far as to make the stupidest decisions there were in this world.

But also decisions that made life worth living.

It wasn't my decision, it was that of a person who I never thought would make my life worth living so much. And I was more than ready to make a decision that had the same significance and made his life worth living so that he felt the way I felt right now.

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[keroradio]

For the anniversary of Kururu's debut episode we have the first half of his audio drama....sort of, you'll see what I mean shortly (•.~)

I'd like to take this chance to mention that it's a little funny the shortened version of Momoka's name used on some art is MMK, since there's something called "Kuuki yominaigo" (Can't read the room language) that's basically the equivalent to chat speak where MMK is used as a short form for "Maji de Muki Kire" or "Seriously losing it"

N: The girls' names are Natsumi, Momoka, Mois & Koyuki. These ordinary girls, are going to an ordinary pool, to have an ordinary conversation that makes flowers bloom. However, there's just one whose different...And that is, the mysterious girl who's approaching

K66: Pekopon Invasion CD, volume 4

Girls: Secret Flower Garden, Adrenaline Girls

K66: Yes Ma'am (1) ------------------------

Moa: Thank you very much for inviting me

N: My goodness! The girls are coming this way, let's try listening a little to their conversation

723: Just what I'd expect of a pool at Momoka-chan's house!

KYK: There's even waves and a sandy beach, it's practically an ocean, isn't it?

Moa: The shipyard is a huge seating area, you could say "Ticket to everlasting summer"?

723: It's really on a different scale

KYK: Look, look Natsumi-san! Let's hurry and change into our swim suits

723: Ah! K-Koyuki-chan, I can do it by myself!

KYK: Don't be shy! Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!

723: It's embarrassing!

MMK: I'm glad everyone is enjoying themselves

UMMK: At this rate my "Alone with Fuyuki-kun in an Everlasting Summer Love Love Plan" isn't happening

723: Mois-chan! That bathing suit is so cute!

Moa: You don't think it's too adult looking?

723: Mmm-nnnn, the animal print's alluring (2), it's very nice!

Moa: The flame print on your high leg swimsuit is fantastic too, Natsumi-san. You could say "shows off your figure"?

723: Sh-Shows off my figure? Is that right?

KYK: Natsumi-san, please look at my swim suit too!

723: Koyuki-chan's is a wrapping and- fundoshi loincloth?

KYK: For a ninja, agility is important Ah! Momoka-chan's swimsuit is cute too!

MMK: You think so? Since it's a tie on, I'm embarrassed that it might be too much, but...

UMMK: Girls should be gutsy! With thins kind of bathing suit- (as Fuyuki)"Nishizawa-san, that's a fantastic swimsuit"

MMK: "Thank you, Fuyuki-kun" And then the two of us would hold hands by the pool side!

UMMK: And after a while, Paul would!

P: Here is some tropical juice

723: Eh? Just now, Paul's voice-

N: It must be your imagination! Because this place is for girls only!

723: That's true, isn't it?

P: With two straws~!

723: I-I knew it!

N: I said it was your imagination

MMK: Paul will drop it off, and "chu kyu kyu kyu" the two of us will drink through straws

P: A real kiss

723: Look, Paul-san really is-

N: More importantly, over there a girl with glasses we didn't see earlier is-

723: Eh?

(Door opening)

N: Sure enough, the bespectacled girl is-

Paul: Where's her invitation?

723: I knew it!

KYK: Who is that girl?

723: I don't know

MMK: I thought nobody could get in here without an invitation

KYK: But she's a cute girl, isn't she?

Moa: She's coming this way, you could say "Not a care in the world"?

723: U-Uh, hello

9665: Come now, Natsumi

(surprise)

9665: It's me, Kururuko

723: The voice and face are completely different from her image

MMK: Who's she?

KYK: But, she doesn't have the aura of a stranger

723: True, perhaps we'll remember if we talk to her

9665: Momoka-chan, this is a fantastic water land, isn't it?

MMK: I wouldn't do that far...

9665: Girl time here is fine, but this sort of place it where you'd want to come with your loving boyfriend, right?

All: B-b-boyfriend!?

9665: I've gathered data on boys, I might be able to give you good love advice

All: Can you really!?

723: L-like what?

9665: Right, well, for a boy that seems like a delinquent, but beneath that is an unexpected romanticist, you should try writing him a poem

723: Ooh!

9665: Furthermore, a lot of them keep weasels as pets, so if you don't know what his interests are, you'll increase your chances of success if you give him goods with a weasel design as a present

723: There's a mysterious "personality connection power" then

9665: There's also a "female ninja best 10" popular amongst girls (3)

KYK: Please tell me all about it in detail!

9665: In terms of animals, flying squirrel-like, light-footed and cute types that don't bother with flirting have a strong popularity appeal

KYK: Now I get it, I'll do my best!

9665: Next, romantic trends and plans for Keronian males

723: I'm not interested in that

Moa: No, I want to hear it! You could say "Niche interests"?

723: M-Mois-chan, why are you getting so flustered?

Moa: But, but I want to know! You could say "I'm all ears"?

723: That's not a 4-kanji-idiom (4), calm down

9665: Looking at the data, it seems Keronian boys are getting tired of more self-reliant and strong girls, in this case, there are chances coming for old-fashioned girls who support from the sidelines

Moa: I understand! You could say "It's my specialty"?

MMK: U-uh, do you have any data concerning boys who like occult?

9665: I forgot it

MMK: What!?

9665: They don't leave much of an impression

UMMK: Wh-what're you saying?

MMK: But even that is, "kyun♥"

9665: If you want to hear more fitting advice, tell me more details about the person you like

MMK: The one I like is...Ah! it's embarrassing! I can't say it!

9665: Right. Then Natsumi, who do you like?

723: The person I like is...S-S...It's no good, I'm embarrassed, I absolutely can't say it either!

KYK: Then...Could it be a girl!?♥

723: It's not. I'm interested in a boy

KYK: Well, is it Giroro-san?

723: Why Giroro?

Moa: Natsumi-san, just now you were stammering "Sa-Sa-Sa", weren't you?

9665: That means the word from earlier was a name beginning with "Sa", right?

723: Eep

MMK: The person I like is someone whose name starts with "Fu" and- Ah!~ I'm too embarrassed to say more~!

Moa: Someone whose name begins with "Sa"...It must be Sasuke! (5)

KYK: Going off that, is it Sasuka Sarutobi?

723: It's somebody we're all more familiar with

KYK: It's really is Giroro-san?

723: It's somebody whose name has "Sa" in it

MMK: The person I like is someone whose name has a "Fu" and "Yu" and- Ah! It's embarrassing! I can't say anymore!

KYK: A boy with "Sa" in his name

MMK: The person I like is some one whose name has a "Fu", and "Yu" and "Ki" Ah! I absolutely can't say more than that~!

N: You already said all of it

MMK: You want to say that to Paul?

N: Ah, I must be thinking of another person

MKK: Change the subject

N: In that case

P: As you wish

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1-You might have read it somewhere before, but Keroro's ending sentences with "De Arimasu" is from the military, so I've been translating it as "Yes Sir" where I could, but since the term is gender neutral, and this story focuses on the female characters, this time I changed it to "Yes Ma'am"

2-So....you probably heard that the actual word was "sexy", but it's not used in quite the same way in Japanese as it is in English, so I used alluring partially because that is closer to how it's being used, and partially to avoid the knee jerk reaction (at the time of writing this I just saw somebody have this)

3-The way this is said makes it ambiguous if it's popular amongst girls as a thing to try yourself, or a thing they find attractive

4-Mois' "You could say" catch phrase is usually accompanied by a type of idiom consisting of 4 kanji to paint a clear mental image (for example "Dragon's head snake's tail" means something with an impressive start and anticlimactic finish), or at least a set of 4 kanji that fit to the situation, if sometimes abstractly since the way she uses them is sometimes a bit weird.

In this case what she said wouldn't be written with 4 characters at all

5-The way this is said "sasuga" could either mean that's what she expects his given name to be, or that she thinks it's his surname

[huenistar]

the txt members as brainrot

(fuck @/always4gowon u trump supporting bitch i hope u and you mama fall down the fucking stairs, poorly educated prolly a casserole eater (white person) fuck. u dont understand how politics works and u should not have an opinion. i wouldnt be surprised if ur IQ was under 70 because ur dumbass self brings religion into politics but the thing is u believe in a religion that has more sexual abusers and pedophiles than normal, well educated, independent, mentally stable people thats js crazy imo!! hope u get mental help cause something aint right in ur brain, you think slower than the average person and i wouldnt be shocked if u was a white female who lives in Delaware. fuck your racist ass and fuck ur mama for raising you like that)

i dont fuck with the trump supporting individuals, this post WAS but is not inspired by anyone that i know of. idgaf if u “made” this trend or wtv, until u show and tell me you political beliefs and views this post is my idea idgaf

thank u for reading that and i dont give 2 shits if u agree or not, as a woc i have the right to say this idea is mine until you show that ur beliefs are the same as mine. im not giving any credit to a fucker who wants abortion gone, immigrants gone, groceries higher and who brings up religion when we are discussing something that could genuinely affect more than 3 billion lives

doing the txt members cause i didnt script a friend group in my txt dr, and no i do not affiliate myself with that weirdass ho. lets continue on though

YEONJUN | 연준

fein, lunchly, thats what they called me in highschool

“fein fein fein fein” how about u start feining for a job!!!! IM TIRED OF HEARING FEIN

“5 minutes before we go on stage” “fein fein fein fein fein fein feinnn ohhh yeah fein fein” i have unwillingly picked up this habit

“did u guys see that four legged beast over there” “thats what they called me in highschool”

i cant say Shit around rhis man without him saying “thats what they called me in highschool” YOU ARE 25 YEARS OLD.

“i like my cheese drippy bruh” how about i slap u into next week u poorly educated bafoon

SOOBIN | 수빈

gap gap wap wap, 𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓿𝓻𝓸, sigma/beta/alpha

2 am at the dorm, the sounds u will hear is

loud clicking noises (beomgyu playing games)

‘hmmm’ every 5 seconds (yeonjun deciding on what clothes to buy)

laughing and giggling (tyunning watching a tiktok together)

and soobin saying “gap gap wap wap” for the 289th time that day (KEEP IN MIND THAT ITS TWO AM.)

“𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓿𝓻𝓸” ur born in 2000 and im born in 2002 if we think harder about this i have the right to sue u

instead of u saying “𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓿𝓻𝓸” to me how about u get a girlfriend and say that to her u LOSER.

“ur definitely a beta and im definitely an alpha” im employed what does this mean?

“isn’t hueningkai so sigma” uhmmmmm what

BEOMGYU | 범규

livvy dunne, baby gronk, gyat, everything.

most brainrotted of them all. hes too far gone

“oh my gyat what the skibidi!! livvy dunne got a sigma gyat and vro i just saw this edit an epik moa made of me and i look like such a mogger in it instead of a POTATO ;-; 🤫🧏 THOSE WHO KNOW💀💀 gimme mah kookey :c”

he uses any and ALL brainrot from ALL OF THE YEARS. how are u using vro and talking like ur role playing in “Adopt and Raise a Cute Baby🏠” ???

nothing he says makes sense at this point.

TAEHYUN | 태현

i forgor, perchance, paracetamol, galvanized square steel

he’s secretly brainrotted dont let his magic tricks fool u.

“hey taehyun” “wait i forgor” “HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭😂😂😂😂😂”

it was a SPELLING MISTAKE. NOT ME ACTUALLY SAYING I FORGOR.

“i forgor but this might perchance be paracetamol” he MIGHT use sigma every once in a while

“paracetamol, paracetamol, perchance paracetamol”

LORDDDDD SHUTT ITTTT IVE BEEN HEARING GAP GAP WAP WAP, FEIN, GYAT, RIZZ, AND PARACETAMOL ALL DAY.

he tries to be all big, buff and mysterious but if u say perchance he bust out laughing and suddenly everyone can hear him.

he genuinely watches those galvanized square steel videos because he thinks he needs to know how to build a house for 1.982 decilion people.

“perchance this is galvanized square steel and can u get me some… i forgor oh i remember! can u get me some paracetamol?” and keep in mind, HES LAUGHING AS HES SAYING THIS ??

HUENINGKAI | 후닝카이

rizz, sus, BOII 🫱🫱🫱, 👌

ik u saw that clip of hueningkai saying taehyun is lizz king.

he uses rizz on a daily basis

“you have so much rizz on stage..” STOP IT.

“this is so sus.. like among us his evil laugh”

i fear he says “BOII” whenever hes playing games with yeonjun

“look at my shoes dude… 👌” you are 22 years old not 12 years old.

“should i turn to my left or right when i do this?” “ur left side looks so sus today.. ur right side has so much rizz!!!”

I ASKED YOU WHICH SIDE LOOKS BETTER NOT WHICH ONE HAS MORE RIZZ.

[idyllic-page]

Growing up.

Growing up is something a child has always been excited about. How it is to be an adult, how it is to have your own freedom, to have your opinions voiced out, choose your own path, decide your own future, be responsible for the consequences of your actions, etc.

Now that I'm in a legal age, I felt the burden of growing up.

Well, this was what grown-ups used to warn us children about growing up. TXT, a South Korean Boy group, and many other artists display how they want to "stay young forever" or "not have our childhood end so early". I specifically mention TXT because I feel like their concepts from their debut up until their latest comeback are about how a child carries their childhood with pain and nothing more. They had their own different pain but they only wanted a happy era where they could play with magic, be frozen in chill times, and all those things but reality doesn't comply with those kinds of situations.

"dubadu wari wari", a line from the song "MOA's diary". While writing this, I'm currently listening to this song. Although this is a fan song, I feel like them saying:

I am here for you (Here for you) 'Til the end, 'til the end, 'til you call my name (For you) Here for you I'll be there, I'll be there 'til the sweeter end Here for you Let's be together tomorrow too, those words "Here for you" Please promise me you'll be here

lyrics credit: genius.com

Being a grown-up is being a human that could easily feel lonely. Support systems aren't just hanging out with friends but really having those 5 love languages work.

Besides that, I felt how responsibility can be a huge load for people. Today (10/01/24) I got lost. It's a familiar road but at the same time, I don't know how to get back to my campus. My dad's leg is injured, my mom can't help, my sis is on her own campus, and I'm stranded with no knowledge of how to read a map. I panicked. Big time. I don't know how but I suddenly get myself up and ask people around me to direct me to my campus.

Now, all I could think of on my way to my campus was "What if I didn't ask? What if I just sat there and cried? What would happen then?". It was scary. Far from home, far from my original destination, and not know where to go, or how to get help". It was scary. The moment I knew I was lost, I really didn't know what to do. I pulled myself up back on my feet quickly with the goal of getting to my campus as quickly as possible. People are bombarding me with messages that my lecturer is already starting her class, asking me where I am, etc. It's really pressuring to no end.

Now, here comes the conclusion. Growing up is not as fun as you think. It's not about how heavy it is to go on with life but the way you need to shove your feelings back, find help, not panic, and stand up for yourself.

Let's make our youth worthwhile.