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tmrwsuns · 2 months ago

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(𐙚⋆.˚) blessing in disguise !

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ [yechan x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 2.4k w. curse words! ! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

february 16, 2014

living next to lee yechan was surely a blessing in disguise… or at least that's what your mom had said when you complained about him for the fifth time that day.

ever since the day you had met the chubby cheeked boy in the yard of your new house, your mother had been absolutely charmed by him and his stupidly high pitched voice. however, you didn’t see the appeal.

you did at first, when he walked up to the truck as you did your best to help your parents take everything out. he had chubby cheeks, vibrant obsidian eyes and an annoyingly charming smile that had made your little seven year old heart beat out of your chest just to beat all the way back in when he walked right past you, bee lining towards your older brother and ignoring your very audible “hello”.

it was hard to deal with the annoying little pest after that, because he had apparently fallen utterly in love with sumin, who had taken a liking to the younger boy immediately (or to his own older brother, minjae). he was always at your house, knocking at your door and looking for him, not you, to invite him to ride bikes with the other boys in the neighbourhood. and although your entire family had laughed at you when you mentioned it at dinner, you were sure he had resorted to that plan because he had somehow found out you had never learnt how to get onto that demonic murder machine… or a bike, as some would call it.

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march 16, 2016

living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or at least that’s what your brother had said to you when you house sitted for his family.

yechan’s family had gone on vacation to the coast for two days, and his parents had trusted you and your brother to feed their cats with the additional payment of using their giant tv and their playstation whenever you wanted. those words would have gotten any kid rushing to feed animals, but it was specially incredible for you. at almost ten years old and at the peak of your need to show the clear superiority you had over every single boy alive, lee yechan was your main victim. and what would hurt the boy more than losing to a girl on a video game? you had to end him.

so that’s exactly what you were doing, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as you tried to beat yechan’s high score with your own.

“just accept that it isn't going to happen” sumin teased as he watched you, poking at your side as an attempt to break your concentration.

“it will, i have to let him know i'm better than him,” you groaned as you swatted his hand away. he didn’t understand that this wasn’t something you wanted, but something you needed. maybe if you hurt his ego enough he would stop treating you like a vulnerable little girl.

“is it because you have a crush o– ouch!” sumin groaned as you pinched his arm, interrupting his incredibly stupid, dumb, offensive words without looking away from the screen.

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april 16, 2019

living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or that’s what your best friend told you when you rolled your eyes every time he spoke.

you sat with your friends at lunch time, a little too close for your liking to where yechan and your brother sat with their friends. yechan’s voice boomed loudly through the entire cafeteria, making your ears feel like bleeding from the annoying noise.

your friends were well acquainted with your disliking for the boy by now, and they found it absolutely hilarious how much he annoyed you by simply breathing.

“at least you get to see minjae and them every day, they talk to you too” one of them sighed dramatically as she looked over to where yechan’s older brother sat, seemingly being teased by yujun and seeun. you couldn’t help but smile fondly at the sight, heart fluttering at yujun’s smile. that until your thoughts were interrupted by a high pitched, broken scream coming from the gremlin himself.

“i guess, he ruins all of it though” you rolled your eyes, trying to go back to your meal and tune out the incessant yelling coming from the boys’ table.

“maybe he has a crush on you,” the other one suggested, making you look at her in horror before making an exaggerated gagging gesture, earning a loud laugh from everyone.

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may 16, 2021

growing up next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or at least that’s what you tried to tell yourself over and over again as you heard his incessant yapping from your place on your couch.

in all honesty, spending your birthday listening to your friend flirt with the boy you disliked most in the world wasn’t what you had planned. all you wanted was to have some friends over, eat cake and call it a day, but of course he had to ruin that.

well, to be fair, he wasn’t necessarily doing anything wrong. you had begrudgingly invited him when you had told everyone else, knowing that it would just be plain mean if you didn’t. now the thought of being mean didn’t feel too heavy on your heart as you heard your friend giggle over something he had said, rolling your eyes because he was not that funny.

you excused yourself before leaving to the kitchen, needing to have a second to yourself before you completely ruined your own birthday. you didn’t understand why it was bothering you so much. it surely was because you had spent a great part of your life complaining about him and you would’ve thought your friend knew better. it was surely because that was supposed to be you flirting with yujun, not them. it was surely not because you didn’t like other girls flirting with someone who was yours.

wait… what?

“ynnie?” you heard a familiar voice call out, lifting your sight to catch yujun’s, a soft smile placed on his beautiful lips. “everything okay?”

“yeah, i just needed a minute” you smiled politely, trying not to show your clear discomfort. he was the one that mattered today, not your giggly friend, not stupid yechan, him.

“did it have anything to do with your friend and yechan over there?” the boy asked, walking closer to you as your eyes widened.

“god, no, not at all” you tried to defend quickly, shaking your head nervously.

“you sure about that?” he asked, and the way his lips quirked up slightly showed you that he knew something even you didn’t, and it was terrifying.

“no” you let yourself whisper without a thought, a sigh escaping your lips.

yujun smiled softly and ruffled your hair before extending his hand to you. “he asked me to come check on you, come on or he might get worried.”

for the millionth time, your heart raced at yujun’s words. for the first time, it wasn’t because of him.

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june 16, 2022

living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or at least that’s what you thought as you relaxed on a lounge chair under the blazing sun.

just two days after the most stressful exam week of your life, you found yourself resting next to a giant pool in the most gorgeous house you had ever been to. all of your brother’s friends had planned to take a trip to a villa near the coast to begin your summer on the best note possible, and with your year old status as yujun’s best friend – and half of your life savings –, you had made it too.

your bathing suit clinged to your body, still damp from your previous adventure in the pool as you sunbathed, embracing the heat of the climate and allowing yourself to let go. let go from the stress of highschool, let go from the worries that waited for you at home, and most importantly; let go of your big, fat crush on yechan. however, he wasn’t going to stand for that. even when he had no idea that you had any feelings for him other than pure annoyance, he seemed to have a constant need to keep himself occupying your head.

your eyes snapped open when you felt two arms hook themselves on your middle, lifting you up with a freakish amount of strength and running straight for the pool. you didn’t even have time to scream, holding your breath as you made impact with the water, shivers exploding on your skin as the cold temperature collided with the warmth of your body. you swam up as fast as you could, emerging ready to slap the shit out of whoever had decided it was a good idea to disturb you like that, the urge to do so only amplifying as you were met with a cackling yechan moving his wet hair away from his face.

“you asshole!” you exclaimed, pushing his shoulder as he continued to laugh.

“im sorry, you just looked so peaceful and i had to disturb you, it's the law” he laughed loudly, and you did your best to ignore the pounding of your heart as you watched his beautiful smile.

“you just cannot see me enjoying myself, can you?” you glared, putting all your strength in containing the blush that fought to take home at your cheeks.

“not without me” yechan answered, a smirk on his lips as he winked at you. you groaned and pushed his head underwater before swimming away, biting back a giddy smile and missing the way his eyes followed you when he emerged back out.

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july 16, 2023

living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or at least that's what your dad had said after he brought you home that one night.

being 17 is hard. being 17 and in love with one of your brother’s friends who you're supposed to hate is even harder.

you sat on a booth at a dinner you hated, listening to a guy you didn’t like continue to talk about things you didn’t care about after forty minutes of having given up on even attempting to show interest. you had only said yes to him because your friends told you he was nice enough and not bad looking at all, but as he mansplained crypto currency to you for the fourth time like you were stupid, you had enough.

even then, you didn’t have it in you to make up any type of excuse to leave, not being one to be impolite. your mind had wandered off completely when the bell rang, announcing a new client and pulling your attention back to the door. your heart skipped a bit at the sight of yechan, eyebrows furrowed. he hated that dinner too.

he scanned the room quickly, his frown softening when his eyes found yours. you couldn’t help the light smile that formed on your lips at the recognition in his obsidian orbs, your heart beginning to race as he walked towards you.

“ynnie, hi, sorry to interrupt but your brother told me to find you. he has been trying to reach you for a while, but i guess you were too entertained” he spoke, finally getting your date to shut up. you knew damn well you didn’t have a single message from sumin. you looked at yechan cryptically for a couple seconds until his eyes widened slightly, urging you to play along.

“oh shit, give me a second” you answered, opening your phone to find only a ‘you're welcome ;)’ in yujun’s chat. “i'm so sorry, i have to go, family thing” you excused yourself as you put your phone back in your purse. your date understood completely, making you feel just slightly bad as you said bye to him and left with yechan trailing right behind you.

“what was that about?” you asked with a small chuckle when you were outside the diner, yechan’s car parked just out front. “yujun told me you were having a bad date so i thought i’d come and save you” he shrugged, and yujun’s text finally made sense.

“were you around here?” you questioned as you both got into the car, buckling your seatbelt.

“not really, i was at home” yechan answered nonchalantly, but the way his ears were slightly pink didn’t go unseen by you.

“why did you come all this way?” you asked, feeling your heartbeat on your throat at how fast it pumped. was it possible that he cared for you like you did for him?

“you were having a bad time, i wasn’t just gonna let you sit through it” he spoke as he began to drive, making your stomach fill with butterflies at how attractive he looked.

“i'm glad it was you that came” the words escaped your lips without a second thought. your eyes widened slightly as you heard yourself, your ears beginning to match his. you had never allowed yourself to talk to the boy like that, always opting for sassy comments.

“yeah? i'm glad it was me too” yechan smiled, his eyes on the road as his free hand travelled towards the middle of the car where yours was placed. you followed his movements with your eyes, sucking in a small breath as you extended your pinky towards his, letting it out once he interlaced it with his own.

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august 16, 2024.

living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise… or at least that’s what you thought as you laid next to him.

your head rested on his chest, his attention solely focused on the show that played on the tv in front of you. his hand played with your hair mindlessly, making your eyes feel like they were going to close at any minute while you reminisced about all those previous years you spent at his side. the annoyance he made you feel that turned into playful adoration over time, the confessions of a life long crush and the comfort of his arms. even if sometimes it was a little too disguised — enough to make you forget why you would ever think it could be a blessing —, living next to lee yechan was a blessing in disguise.

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duachai · 1 month ago

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원죄 ORIGINAL SIN PT 1 - YECHAN | 82MAJOR

When you call my name, it's like a little prayer, I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there

♱ PAIRING : YOON YECHAN X MALE READER

♱ SYNOPSIS : M/n and his sister Daena reluctantly attend a church event, where they meet the enigmatic Yoon brothers, including the quietly intense Yechan. As subtle tensions build between M/n and Yechan, M/n is left feeling both intrigued and unnerved, unable to shake the sensation of being deliberately drawn in.

♱ CONTENT WARNING : This writing contains explicit sexual content and mature themes.

♱ AUTHOR'S NOTE : This was lightly inspired by this Korean film titled the same

LINKS : Wattpad | Kofi | Part 2

“I promise it’ll be good for us!”

That’s the statement she had been saying for the whole week. But this time, it wasn’t about the cramped, buggy one-floor apartment they’d just moved into. This time it was the church right next to the elementary school she had attended when she was younger here in Ontario.

“Mom,” Daena groaned, a little disoriented as she rubbed the spot of her nose where her septum piercing was. Of course, she had to take all of her scary piercings out, wear a nice sundress, and not the ungodly splash of dark blacks and purples she usually wore. “I really don’t understand. We’ve never been religious. Plus… what about M/n?”

M/n, her twin brother, stood on the church's stoop with his arms crossed. He scratched at his neck, irritated by the itchy fabric of the cashmere sweater he’d been stuffed into. He’d also had to take out his piercing, cover his tattoos, and style his hair so his eyes and ridiculously long eyelashes were visible. Oh, and he was supposed to hide the fact that he was out of the closet here in this place too. Great.

Tapping his scuffed white sneakers against the pavement, M/n sighed, “I’m fine. Can we just go in already? It’s so fucking cold.”

His mom huffed, “Alright, but none of that. Do this for me.” She wagged her finger in his face briefly, then set her back as she walked in her best dress-up wedges up the rest of the stairs. This wasn’t just some nostalgic trip for her. The church was also where most of her new coworkers went. One of the kinder ones had even invited her to join. To her, this was a chance to finally fit in.

The twins shuffled behind her like reluctant ducklings, keeping their heads down as they stepped through the entrance. At the front, a woman was setting out stacks of pamphlets, her expression focused until she spotted their mom.

“Mrs. Yoon!” Their mom exclaimed, the woman looking up from her tidying up the paper books. Her focused face turned into a bright smile.

“Oh Kara, please call me Hyeri, no need to be formal.” She said in a shy whisper as she reached out for a hug. While their mom and Mrs. Yoon embraced, M/n and Daena stood awkwardly a few feet away. Their hands hung in front of them, and after a quick glance at each other, they bowed slightly, just like their mom had drilled into them whenever they met another Korean family.

Haneul smiled brightly, “Nice manners. You must be M/n and Daena. Oh my, you two look so alike,” Haneul looked back at Kara, “Are they twins?”

“Yep, 14 hours of labor these two,” Their mom sucked her teeth dramatically, “Two peas in a pod, just like their father.”

Daena pressed her lips into a fine line at the mention of their father, but the two adults were too busy chatting it up they didn’t even notice the twins following behind looking at each other with annoyance.

As Mrs. Yoon brought the family of three down to her row of pews, she turned to the twins. “You two should head downstairs to the bible study. My two boys are down there as well as some of the other kids!”

“That sounds fun, right?” Kara’s tone was overly bright as she elbowed Daena, her eyes practically begging. Please, for the love of God, just go along with it.

M/n rolled his eyes and sighed, shifting his shoulders back. “Fine. We’ll go, Mom. Whatever.”

Awkwardly, the twins shuffled back toward the entrance, their mom’s hopeful smile burning into their backs like a spotlight. They reached the stairwell and hesitated before heading down. The narrow staircase creaked under their feet, leading to a dim hallway lined with small rooms on either side. At the very end, light spilled out of an open door.

Inside, about ten kids sat around a circular table, colorful Bibles scattered in front of them, all open to the same page. A low hum of chatter filled the room, mixed with the occasional rustle of pages and a quiet laugh.

As they stepped closer, M/n’s throat felt tight, the collar of his sweater pressing uncomfortably against his neck. His fingers fidgeted with the sleeve, tugging it further down his arm as if to double-hide the tattoos already hidden beneath the thick fabric. He stole a glance at Daena, who looked just as out of place, her shoulders hunched slightly as she fiddled with the hem of her sundress.

Neither of them said a word, but the awkward tension between them spoke volumes.

“Oh, are you two here for Bible study too?”

The voice came from a blonde girl who had just turned around, catching sight of the twins. Her cheerful tone was paired with a distinct Canadian accent. “I’m the youth leader. Come on in and grab a seat.”

Before either of them could respond, she gestured enthusiastically for them to follow. She led them to the table, her upbeat energy completely unbothered by their obvious reluctance. “You can sit right here next to the Yoons,” she said, motioning toward two empty chairs.

The twins glanced at the seats and then at the pair of Korean teens already sitting there. The Yoons looked about as lost and overwhelmed as they felt, their postures stiff and their expressions blank.

M/n hesitated for a moment before finally dropping into the chair with a resigned sigh. Daena slid into the seat next to him, muttering a soft “thanks” to the youth leader, though her voice barely registered.

The other kids around the table stole quick glances at the newcomers, their curiosity thinly veiled. On the opposite side, two girls exchanged hushed whispers, giggling softly as they eyed the twins—though their attention lingered a little too long on M/n. One of them nudged the other, her cheeks flushing as she stifled a grin.

As the group began flipping their Bibles to a new passage, one of the Yoon boys silently slid his Bible toward M/n. His movements were subtle, almost hesitant, as if he’d already picked up on how out of place the twins felt.

M/n glanced at the Yoon boy, his eyebrows raising slightly in surprise before giving a small nod of acknowledgment. He took the Bible, his fingers brushing over the worn edges of the pages as he adjusted it in front of him.

At the top of the pages, colorful Post-it notes were stuck haphazardly, filled with scribbles in both English and Korean. Some notes had doodles in the corners, while others listed verses or thoughts in rushed handwriting. Each one was labeled with the name “Yechan” scrawled neatly at the top, standing out among the chaotic writing.

M/n’s eyes lingered on the notes for a moment, his fingers brushing over one of the edges as he tried to make sense of the mix of languages and ideas. He glanced back at the Yoon boy, who gave him a small, shy smile before looking away, fidgeting with the edge of his own Bible.

Daena caught the quiet exchange and nudged M/n’s thigh with hers under the table. When he turned to her, she raised an eyebrow, a subtle smirk tugging at her lips. He rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the slight smile that crept onto his face.

The rest of the session went on like that—small, shared glances, whispered comments between the twins, and the occasional stifled laugh when one of the girls across the table shot M/n another not-so-subtle look.

When the session finally ended, the twins were making their way back through the hallway when the Yoon boys caught up with them.

“Hey, sorry we didn’t talk much earlier,” the older boy said, his voice polite as he dipped into a slight bow. “I’m Keeho, and this is my younger brother, Yechan.”

Yechan offered a small wave, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his sweater. “Nice to meet you,” he said quietly, his gaze flicking between M/n and Daena before landing on the floor.

Daena stepped in to lead the conversation. “I’m Daena, and this is M/n,” she said, nodding toward her brother. “We’re the kids of your mom’s coworker. We just moved here, actually.”

“Like, just moved?” Keeho asked, his tone curious.

“Yep,” Daena confirmed with a slight shrug.

“Where do you guys go to school?”

“Oh, uh, I go to an all-girls school,” Daena replied, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “And M/n does school online.”

“Oh, okay,” Keeho said, nodding slowly. “I was just curious because most of the kids here go to the same school. But honestly… we don’t really mingle with them much. We don’t exactly fit in.”

Daena chuckled dryly. “Tell me about it.”

Before anyone could say more, a sharp beep followed by a soft vibration drew M/n’s attention. He glanced down at his smartwatch, tugging his sweater sleeve up just enough to read the message. He didn’t even notice that part of his tattoo had slipped into view—though Yechan definitely did.

Yechan’s gaze lingered on the ink, curiosity flashing in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything.

“Oh, shoot,” M/n muttered, lowering his arm quickly. “It’s Mom. We should head back upstairs.”

As the four made their way back upstairs, M/n and Yechan fell behind their more talkative siblings, both of them awkwardly stealing glances at each other. There was a quiet tension between them, unspoken but palpable, as they lingered just out of earshot of Daena and Keeho.

M/n glanced at Yechan, who quickly looked away, his cheeks faintly pink. They both seemed unsure of what to say, the silence between them growing heavier with every step.

When they finally made it upstairs, the twins stepped outside to find their parents still deep in conversation. As they approached, the topic of lunch came up.

“Why don’t you guys come with us for lunch?” Mrs. Yoon asked with a warm smile. “The place we always go has amazing Korean food. I know you’re probably dying for a real homey kind of meal, Kara.”

Kara raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Homey kinda meal, huh? You’re not wrong,” she replied with a grin, clearly excited at the thought of a good, home-cooked-style meal.

The Korean restaurant bustled with life, the warm lighting casting a cozy glow over the large booth where the families gathered. Kara slid in first, followed by Daena, Keeho, and Mrs. Yoon. Mr. Yoon took a seat at the end, leaving M/n and Yechan to share the other side of the booth.

M/n hesitated, glancing at Yechan before sliding into the booth first, tucking himself against the wall. Yechan followed, sitting stiffly next to him, leaving a small but noticeable gap between them.

As menus were handed out, Kara turned to Mrs. Yoon. “It’s a shame your daughter couldn’t come. What’s she up to today?”

“She has gymnastics practice,” Mrs. Yoon said with a proud smile. “She’s been working hard for an upcoming competition.”

“Gymnastics? That’s incredible!” Kara said, her enthusiasm genuine. “Daena used to compete back in Vancouver. She loved it.”

Daena perked up at the mention. “Yeah, it’s been a while, but I’d love to get back into it.”

Mrs. Yoon’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Mina would love to meet you! Maybe they could practice together sometime.”

“That sounds perfect,” Kara said, turning to Daena with a grin. “You could use a friend here.”

While the adults chatted, M/n glanced sideways at Yechan, who was studying the menu intently. Not wanting to seem rude, he spoke softly. “Um, do you come here a lot?”

Yechan startled slightly but looked over at him, nodding quickly. “Yeah, it’s… one of our favorite spots. The kimchi jjigae is really good.”

“Oh. Cool.” M/n smiled faintly, looking back at his menu. After a pause, he added, “I’ve never had it before. Is it, like, really spicy?”

Yechan’s lips quirked up in a small smile. “Not too bad. You should try it.”

“Maybe I will,” M/n murmured, his fingers fiddling with the edge of the menu.

The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable, but neither seemed to know how to push the conversation further. Every so often, their shoulders brushed as Yechan shifted slightly, and M/n felt a blush creep up his neck.

“Hey, what are you two whispering about?” Keeho’s voice cut in from across the table, making both boys freeze.

“Nothing,” M/n said quickly, his voice slightly higher than usual. He ducked his head, pretending to study the menu again. Yechan turned back to his own menu, his ears tinged pink.

The dinner wrapped up without much fuss, the table full of empty dishes and the air light with easy conversation. Kara and Mrs. Yoon had spent most of the meal reminiscing and swapping work stories, while Keeho and Daena kept the energy up with their playful banter. Yechan and M/n barely exchanged words, though M/n felt Yechan’s quiet presence beside him like a shadow he couldn’t quite shake.

When the group finally stepped out into the cool evening air, M/n quietly slipped away from the group, drawn toward the brightly lit window of a record store nearby. The neon “OPEN” sign buzzed faintly, its light reflecting off the glass as M/n pressed closer to the display. Rows of vintage records caught his attention—Guns N’ Roses, Boney M., and some SOTD vinyls prominently displayed.

He let out a soft breath, his fingers twitching at his sides. This was his kind of space, somewhere far removed from the suffocating politeness of dinner and the confusing tug-of-war inside his head.

“You like that kinda music?”

The voice, soft but clear, made him stiffen. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“Yeah,” M/n said after a pause, keeping his eyes on the display. “I collect them. When I can afford it, anyway.”

Yechan moved to stand beside him, his reflection appearing faintly in the glass. He didn’t say anything at first, just slipped his hands into his coat pockets and tilted his head as if studying the display himself.

“You’ve got an interesting taste,” Yechan said finally, his tone casual but his words landing heavy, like he was trying to say more than he let on.

M/n glanced at him, his gaze flickering briefly before returning to the window. “Yeah? Didn’t know you’d be into this kind of stuff.”

Yechan chuckled, the sound low and warm. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”

M/n swallowed hard, the tension from dinner creeping back into his chest. It wasn’t just the words; it was the way Yechan said them, like he was deliberately pulling at a thread M/n didn’t want unraveled.

“Anyway,” M/n said, shifting on his feet. “I should probably—”

“You’ve got a tattoo.” Yechan’s voice cut through, soft but firm.

M/n froze for a moment, then glanced down instinctively at his arm, realizing the sleeve of his sweater had slipped up slightly. The edge of one of his tattoos peeked out, the dark lines stark against his skin.

“So what?” M/n muttered, tugging the fabric back down.

Yechan’s lips quirked into a faint smile, but his gaze stayed steady. “Nothing. Just didn’t expect it.”

There it was again—that strange undercurrent, like Yechan was circling him, trying to draw something out. M/n felt his pulse quicken, and for a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was annoyance or something else entirely.

“I should get back,” M/n said abruptly, stepping back from the window.

Yechan didn’t stop him, but as M/n turned away, he caught the faintest flicker of a smirk on Yechan’s face in the reflection.

The walk back to the group felt heavier than it should have, and even as they said their goodbyes and piled into the car, M/n couldn’t shake the feeling that Yechan had gotten under his skin in a way he wasn’t sure he liked—or understood.

Back at the apartment, the bathroom mirror was fogged from the warm air rising from the sink as M/n and Daena stood side by side, reclaiming their identities piece by piece.

Daena twisted her septum piercings back in, her reflection smirking at her brother. “You okay? You’ve been quiet since dinner.”

“I’m fine,” M/n replied curtly, focusing on threading his earring through the hole in his lobe and cuffs back at the top of his ears.

“Sure you are,” she teased, nudging him lightly. “You looked like a deer in headlights the whole time. Or maybe more like a deer being stalked.”

M/n paused, glancing at her through the mirror. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Daena raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to inspect her nose ring. “You tell me. Yechan barely looked at anyone else, and you? You looked like you didn’t know whether to run or… something else.”

M/n scowled, but his pulse betrayed him, quickening as he remembered the way Yechan’s eyes lingered, the way his voice had dipped just slightly, like he knew he was throwing M/n off balance.

“Whatever, I’m not falling in love with the church boy,” he muttered, shoving his cartilage piercing back in and turning toward the door.

Daena shrugged, watching him go with a knowing smirk. “Sure. Keep telling yourself that.”

Alone in his room, M/n sat on his bed, his fingers idly tracing the edges of his tattoos through his sleeve. He couldn’t shake the feeling Yechan had left behind—a strange mix of curiosity and unease.

Hunted. That was the word Daena used, and as much as he hated to admit it, she wasn’t wrong.

M/n lay sprawled on his bed, the dim light of his bedside lamp casting a warm, hazy glow across his room. The soft hum of distant traffic filtered through the partially open window, a quiet backdrop to the storm of thoughts swirling in his mind. He stared up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling in a slow, uneven rhythm.

Yechan’s face lingered there, vivid in the soft shadows. The way his dark eyes had locked onto M/n, steady and unreadable, was impossible to forget. There had been something unsettling in that gaze—like Yechan had been looking at him, through him, peeling back the layers he kept hidden.

M/n shifted under the covers, his skin prickling with an almost unbearable awareness, and his hand traveled down to his crotch underneath his sweatpants. He could still feel Yechan’s presence beside him at the dinner table, the faint brush of his shoulder when he leaned too close, the low timbre of his voice curling around words that seemed to hold a double meaning. Slowly, M/n’s hand slow stroked himself hard as he leaned back on his pillow, lips clamped together to keep his sinful noises muted.

It wasn’t just the memory of Yechan’s smirk, his lips, as they stood by the record store window, or the quiet way he had said, “There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” It was the way he made M/n feel—cornered, exposed, and something else. Something electric.

M/n’s fingers tightened around the edge of his blanket as his mind wandered unbidden to the faint scent of Yechan’s cologne, how it lingered just enough to pull him in without overwhelming him. The thought of it made his stomach tighten, as his pace fastened and his whiny moans seeped through his lips. “Fuck,” he whined, covering his mouth with his free hand, a desire that his hand was Yechan’s, veins creeping up his slender fingers. With a few more strokes, M/n came with his body jolting with satisfaction.

What the hell is wrong with me?

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration mingling with something deeper, harder to name as he reached over to his nightstand to grab some tissue and clean himself up then turned over. The air in the room felt heavy, and no matter how much he shifted, he couldn’t seem to find a comfortable position. His thoughts looped back to Yechan’s smirk, the almost predatory way he seemed to observe him, as though he was waiting for M/n to stumble, to react.

And M/n hated how much he had reacted—how his heart had pounded when their eyes met, how his pulse had quickened at Yechan’s quiet remarks.

He pressed his palms against his face, willing his thoughts to quiet, but the warmth pooling in his chest betrayed him. Yechan had gotten under his skin, in his head, and M/n wasn’t sure he could or even wanted to shake him out.

Now he felt like something horrible.

He felt like a sinner.

#kpop x male reader #kpop fanfic #kpop x reader #kpop bg #kpop #kpopidol #82major #82major x reader #82major x male reader #yoon yechan #yechan x reader #yechan x male reader

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chiiyuuvv · 1 year ago

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can you do xikers reaction to fighting with a girl who was flirting with them around her(if that makes sense lol)

• PAIRING — bf!xikers x fem!reader (i am sure of it this time XD)

• GENRE — honestly mad xikers, plus some clueless ones

• WORD COUNT — 289

• AUTHOR'S NOTE — ty for requesting!!

• TAGLIST — @lil-elle , @hyunukitty

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Minjae was a little annoyed because he was obviously talking to you, so he just puts his arm around your shoulder and forcing a smile. "Sorry."

Junmin was scrolling through his phone, waiting for you to get out of the bathroom when he feels a tap on his shoulder. "Oh sorry, im taken." He would nod at the now frowning girl, before walking over to you when you walk out.

"No, I-" sumin was definitely tired of telling the girl no repeatedly, giving her multiple side eyes before walking out of the building and giving you a text. Ranting about the girl.

"You're really pretty." "Yeah, my girlfriend thinks so too." Jinsik would smile to himself, confused on why the girl was frowning and walking away. "Did i say something wrong..?"

Hyunwoo doesnt really know what to say so he just starts flexing his wallpaper and his phone case, proudly showing off his beautiful girl then apologizing

Junghoon would just ignore the girl, continuing about his day. I dont know what else to say 🤷‍♀️

"Oh, sorry.. i dont really like that fla- BABE YOU GOT ME A DRINK!! WITH MY FAVORITE FLAVOR! OMG HOW DID YOU KNOW?! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!" -seeun

Yujun was close to throwing hands. "But.. im prettier 👉👈" "yeah if we were comparing you to a rock!" Yujun would snort. "I hope!!"

"Oh, you're really handsome. Do you come to this place often?" "Yeah, my girlfriend just loves the food here and oh, shes right there!! She looks so pretty today, doesnt she?" -hunter

The sudden question took yechan off guard, nervously noding his head. "T-thanks..?" Panicks when the girl asks for his number, so he just blurts out 911 and starts running <3

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darknesscreepin · 2 months ago

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lee yechan

pairing : sub!yechan x dom!reader

been thinking about how yechan would be in any intimate situation, especially eating you out. after a lengthy make out session, you were getting visibly needy and yechan immediately jumped into action.

he’d gain so much satisfaction from eating you out. the more he hears you moan, the harder he’ll try to get you to orgasm. yechan wouldn’t stop at one though, no, he’d unintentionally overstimulate you. you just sound so pretty.

the feeling of his plump, soft lips, occasionally grazing your clit made you shiver. his arms would grip your thighs, trying to stabilize your legs. he would have such a firm hold on you, it turned you on.

you watched the top of yechan’s head move in between your legs, and knowing how much he enjoys it, made you want to last longer.

yechan would hate when you tried to make lengthen his time between your legs, regardless of how much he loved it. he would say “this is about you, i just want to make you feel good.”

almost in competition with you, he’s do his best to make you cum. thumbing your clit, or inserting a finger usually did the trick.

his breathing would pick up and you hear the light groans he lets out. your moans would pick up, yechan’s nose would graze against your clit, his eyes finding yours. he would be the happiest camper if you squirted on his face.

he’s do his best to catch every last drop, maintaining eye contact with you. you hadn’t noticed yet, but yechan came in his pants, his underwear sticky as he panted with his head on your thigh.

you ran your fingers through his black hair, streaked with a green-ish blue. the two of you sat in silence for a while, trying to catch your breath until yechan made his way back onto the bed. the two of you cuddled until you fell asleep.

UMMM DOUBLE UPLOAD THIS MONTH WOAH! yeah this is just like him being a pleaser has been rotting my brain for weeksss omg there was this one interview w summi and she asked him to do a kick. at first he was like “ehhh” and sunmi was like “oh, are your pants too uncomfortable?” or something like that and he was like “i’m just gonna do it😆” OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT but there’s sm other stuff i notice about him when i watch content. i wanna write minjae next if i do another xikers one tho! okay bye who knows when i’ll post again!

#sub!idol #xikers #sub!xikers #sub!yechan #sub!kpop #kpop smut #dom!reader #sub!leeyechan #xikers yechan #xikers lee yechan

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slytherinshua · 27 days ago

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DECKS THE HALLS : slytherinshua's holiday/3000 follower event.

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note : so we are not quite at 3000 followers yet BUT we are 19 away as i type this (now officially surpassed 3k!!!!!!!!), so i decided to just post this event not as a joint holiday and milestone celebration because i'm super excited about this !! thank you so much for 3k, i love every single one of you and hope that you will enjoy participating in this event and reading the fics that come out of it 🥹🥹🥹

rules : pick 1 idol from the list below along with 1 prompt. the idol list is organized in group name alphabetical order for easy navigation. after you have picked your idol and prompt, send in an ask with your request (ex. taehyun with #1, fresh flowers). i will cross off both lists as the requests fill up (no duplicate idols or prompts will be accepted, and no requests with multiple prompts listed will be accepted). a drabble will be written for as many requests as i can handle. you are welcome to send in multiple requests, but be aware that not all may be able to be completed. (i would appreciate if second requests be sent in a separate ask from the first ones so it's easy to keep track of). with all that being said, thank you so much for 3000 followers i love you all <3

disclaimer : there may not be every idol from a group on the list. this is either because i don't feel as confident writing for them, or i'm simply not as inspired to write for them as other members. it is not because i love the member less than the others.

ampers&one - na kamden, choi jiho, mackiah mercer, or kim seungmo

astro - lee dongmin, park minhyuk, or yoon sanha

cix - kim yonghee, bae jinyoung, or yoon hyunsuk

lucy - shin yechan, choi sangyeop, jo wonsang, or shin gwangil

mcnd - song minjae, no huijun, or bang junhyuk

nct wish - oh sion or kim daeyoung

nomad - hong doeui, shin kangsu, or jeong junho

onf - kim hyojin, lee changyun, lee seungjun, shim jaeyoung, park minkyun, or mizuguchi yuto

seventeen - wen junhui, jeon wonwoo, or xu minghao

sf9 - kim youngbin, lee jaeyoon, lee sanghyuk, baek juho, kim seokwoo, yoo taeyang or kim youngkyun

the boyz - kim younghoon, jacob bae, kevin moon, or choi chanhee

tomorrow x together - choi yeonjun, kang taehyun, or hueningkai

tws - shin junghwan, han zhen, or han jihoon

verivery - lee dongheon, jo gyehyeon, ju yeonho, kim yongseung, or yoo kangmin

victon - han seungwoo, kang seungsik, lim sejun, choi byungchan, or jung subin

wayv - qian kun, ten lee, or liu yangyang

&team - koga yudai, byun euijoo, nakakita yuma, asakura jo, takayama riki, or hirota riki

1 - fresh flowers

2 - sprigs of lavender

3 - folded laundry

4 - crackling fireplace

5 - bright snow

6 - shining northern lights

7 - minty breath

8 - smudged lipstick

9 - matching rings

10 - pastel sundresses

11 - wet swimsuits

12 - hand-knitted hats

13 - ripped boxing gloves

14 - matching tattoos

15 - unspoken promises

16 - dry aged wine

17 - freshly brewed coffee

18 - burnt toast

19 - smooth piano keys

20 - tear stains on a pillow

21 - warmth of skin

22 - gleaming gemstones

23 - ointments and bandages

24 - scarred hands

25 - cuts and bruises

26 - a sharp sword

27 - a rusty dagger

28 - a torn dress

29 - a velvet suit

30 - a stolen jersey

31 - a scuffed motorcycle helmet

32 - a computer screen’s light reflected onto skin

33 - a closet under the stairs

34 - a comforting embrace

35 - a hand-written birthday card

36 - a spell unknowingly cast

37 - a secret heir to the throne

38 - a hot bullet

39 -a favour done in secret

40 - a flood of memories once forgotten

41 - a flushed face and breathless body

42 - a hint of perfume

43 - an empty basketball court lit by street lights

44 - soap suds slipping down one’s shoulder

45 - combing a hand through one’s hair

46 - arms clasped around one’s waist

47 - hands chilly from the cold

48 - thumbs running over one’s jawline

49 - rain running down a cold cheek

50 - knots worked out of one’s shoulder

51 - waking up from a bad dream

52 - huddling under one blanket together

completed fics :

1 - hueningkai + gleaming gemstones

2 - wonwoo + arms clasped around one's waist

3 - jun + thumbs running over one's jawline

4 - jo + bright snow

5 - sangyeop + scarred hands

6 - minghao + a scuffed motorcycle helmet

7 - euijoo + a stolen jersey

8 - yudai + rain running down a cold cheek

9 - kangmin + a hot bullet

10 - yangyang + matching tattoos

11 - mackiah + pastel sundresses

12 - kamden + a favour done in secret

13 - sion + waking up from a bad dream

14 - hanjin + ointments and bandages

15 - jinyoung + smudged lipstick

16 - jihoon + a comforting embrace

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silly-flower419 · 1 month ago

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MDNI

Trying not to thirst over Yechan again but oh well

Imagine sucking him off so good and he turns into a mess while he can't even think straight and starts to speak konglish with you because he can't handle the pleasure as he grips the bedsheets and turns into a moaning mess

#emmi talks #82major #82major imagines #82major x reader #82major smut #82de #yechan #yoon yechan #yechan smut

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atinyjules · 1 year ago

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Xikers reaction to s/o fixing their hair please !

XIKERS REACTION TO S/O FIXING THEIR HAIR

Ooo a cutee one! Here you go~

Happy reading!

Middle line version and Maknae line version (coming soon)

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Xikers x Reader

Warnings: none

Minjae

The first time you did it was when the both of you were in a cafe together after escaping the windy weather and you couldn't help but notice how the wind had completely destroyed Minjae's otherwise very clean and well styled soft locks. So without a warning you just leaned over the table and began fixing his hair with your fingers.

"And then I scolded Yechan for doing that when I myself had did the same thing some time back-" Minjae had cut his own words after flinching at the sudden contact of your fingers with his hair.

"W-What are you doing?" he asked with a confused expression.

"Fixing your hair? The wind messed up your hair so I'm just trying to fix it." you said without making eye contact with him, too focussed on fixing his hair.

Minjae couldn't help but heat up from the sweet gesture and just waited patiently as he watched you fix his hair with fond eyes. And from then on he'd just bring his head to your level and be like 'could you please fix my hair?' whenever he had to attend any events or just go out. Fixing his hair had become like a routine for you not that you were complaining.

Junmin

You and Junmin were out in the beach for date night and nothing could be more perfect than having a candlelight dinner in the sandy beach adorned with rose petals and candles with the love of your life...that was until it began to rain heavily and resulted with the both of you running towards your car for shelter.

As the both of you sat in the car decked with soft towels you couldn't help but laugh at the sight of your boyfriend's dishevelled and poofy hair.

"What?" Junmin asked visibly confused as you cupped his cheek and brought him closer to you.

"Your hair's all messy and poofy! Here let me fix it." you said and chuckled as you ran your fingers through his hair and evened it out.

"If it means getting your full attention, I don't mind running in the rain everytime it rains." he confessed with a blush as he looked at you like you were his universe.

"Shut up~! You'll fall ill!" you whined, face turning as red as a tomato.

"I'm really not kidding!" he said with a chuckled as he pulled you in for a hug.

Sumin

Sumin was the total package according to you because he was not only a loving and a kind person but a very compassionate and understanding person when it came to your relationship. Plus he was an energetic and crazy ball of fluff who was surprisingly the only person who could keep up with your level of craziness.

It was one of those crazy days when it happened. You and Sumin were bored so you guys went to an adventure park. After riding the roller coaster it left the both of your hair crazy and messy.

"Oh my gosh...your hair!" You said breaking into a fit of laughter at Sumin's poofy and messy hair.

"Look at yours too!" Sumin said as the both of you began laughing.

"Come here!" you exclaimed and chuckled as you fixed his hair catching him by surprise. And after you were done Sumin began fixing your hair too.

"What are you doing?" you questioned as he smiled and kissed your forehead.

"Returning the favor." he said sweetly as he fixed your hair and patted it, after he was done the both of you were on your way to another ride.

#kpop fluff #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop ff #kpop masterlist #kpop fics #xikers #xikers ff #xikers x reader #xikers fic #xikers reaction masterlist #xikers masterlist #xikers ot10 #xikey #xikers imagine masterlist #xikers reactions

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twinklingstar1ights · 6 months ago

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Adore You

Yechan Summary: A normal hang out with Yechan turned into a love confession. WC:757 Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

“No it’s cold you can’t leave!” Yechan grasps onto your arm, preventing you from getting up.

“Yechan I’m just gonna take our mugs to the sink.” You gestured to your two empty mugs sitting on the stand next to the couch.

“No.” He looped both his arms around your arm and pulled himself into your side. He rests his head on your shoulder.

“I’ll be quick,” you tell him and give his hair a quick ruffle.

“They’re fine where they are,” he argued.

“It bothers me that they’re just sitting there. Come on, let me go.” You nudged him to let you up. Yechan lets out a sigh as he pulls his body away from yours. His arms that were holding onto you loosen allowing you to slip out of his hold.You stand up from the couch and Yechan wraps himself tighter in the blanket watching you pick up the mugs and head into the kitchen.

“Lair!” Yechan calls from the kitchen when he hears the faucet running. He looks over to see you rinsing out the mugs.

“I might as well wash them since I’m up,” you say.

“But you said you were just going to put them in the sink. You lied,” he said. You giggled, grabbing the cloth to dry the mugs. Once you put away the mug you return to the couch where Yechan was quick to cling onto you despite acting hurt about your lie.

“I’m sorry I lied, but now you don’t have to wash them later,” you say.

“I wouldn’t have minded washing them later,” he told you. If he had to wash them later he would have recalled spending the day with you as he did so. With a silly little smile on his face that his mother would certainly tease him about. “My mother adores you a lot,” he slips.

“Umm I’m glad?” you say, feeling slightly taken aback by his words.

“Oh, I didn’t mean to say that, but it’s true and I adore you too,” he adds. A smile appeared on your face.

“I adore you too, Yechan,” you tell him.

“Of course you do,” Yechan says playfully.

“Don’t be cocky. I won’t cancel my plans next time to hang out with you,” you say. Yechan once more pulls away from you. Not enough to let you go though, just enough to look at you. You can see a shocked expression on his face.

“You canceled your plans?” he asked.

“Yeah, I was supposed to have lunch with a friend, but then you asked me to hang out with you,” you explained.

“You didn’t need to cancel your plans. You could have told me,”he says. He feels a bit bad about you canceling on your friend.

“I wanted to hang out with you more,” you state. Your statement makes Yechan’s heart dance. Truth be told he has also canceled on his other friends to hang out with you.

“Should we hang out more than?” he suggested. Yechan links his hand with yours.

“Like as friends or…” You looked at your linked hands.

“Or…” Yechan also looks at your linked hands. “More maybe?” he implied.

“Are you asking me on a date?” you questioned with a playful tone.

“If you're going to say yes, then yes,” he said.

“I’m going to say yes,” you tell him.

“Then will you go out on a date with me?” he asked confidently.

“Yes,” you firmly nodded. You and Yechan break out into a happy fit of giggles. Soon you find yourselves back to your previous position of cuddling under the warm blanket.

“My mom is going to be so happy. She’s been bugging me about asking you out,” Yechan reveals.

“My mom has also been asking when I’m just going to admit that you’re my boyfriend and not just a friend,” you admit.

“Then both of are moms are going to be very happy,” Yechan said.

“So where are we going on our date?” you questioned.

“We can figure that out later. I’m still cold from you leaving me earlier.” He snuggled into you. A light chuckle rumbled in your chest. Once more you bring a hand up to play with his hair. Yechan melts into your touch, sinking deeper into your side. He starts to play with your fingers under the blanket.

Later that day when Yechan’s mom returned home to find you both cuddled up under the blanket and passed out she couldn’t help but aww at the sight and maybe snap a couple pictures too.

#xikers x reader #xikers imagines #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #xikers fluff #xikers #xikers yechan #yechan xikers #yechan x reader #yechan #lee yechan #lee yechan x reader

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