#onlyoneof x male reader

[joonggphilia]

☼Vacation Getaway☼

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☼Pairing: sub! Lee Taeyeob (yoojung) X sub! male reader ☼Genre: smut ☼prompt: “I thought we got a room with two beds?” ☼CW: uhm sub on sub action…overstimulation implied, descriptive kissing! ☼a/n: bumping purses except the do fuck!!!! I love this man words cannot explainnnn

Read jaemmphilia’s version here!!

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“M/n! You don’t even know the room number. Room 803!” Yoojung exhaustedly called out behind you, as he was pushing the luggage cart. So much help you were. You quickly shoved the door open throwing your bags onto the floor and running onto the bed, jumping from one to the other…wait….the floor….only one bed. Your eyes widened at the space around you. You couldn’t help, but get a bit flustered as you turned to look at yoojung who was still out in the hall. “Hey tae, it’s only one bed.” You nervously chuckled as he walked past you to look at the room. His eyes widened and his cheeks got pink. “I thought we got a room with two beds? T-this is ok right…? We’ll be ok.” He slightly smiled. You could tell he didn’t mean it. Both of you always had tension, but that’s a story for another time…or is it?

You both laughed quietly, retreating back to your room after a nice night swim at the beach. It was super enjoyable spending quality time with your old friend, but you couldn’t help, but get anxious anytime he got close to you. Not to mention the way his ears flared up anytime you looked up at him. It was an undeniable tension. A tension that was ready to snap. “Well, I’m gonna get into bed. Sleep well.” You mumbled, climbing into bed as yoojung stepped into the bathroom with a nod. You tried to sleep, but you were so anxious about being in the same bed as him. The thought of his body next to yours. Temperature rising. The blanket slipping from your bodies. Fuck. Shuffling caught your attention, opening up your eyes slightly. You were met with Yoojungs dimly lit silhouette. He was beautiful. “M/n? Are you awake?” He whispered, peeking over his shoulder. You shyly nodded, perking up a bit. “I need help. I-I….m/n, I need you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.” He whispered, walking towards the bed. You pushed back against the headboard and rapidly nodded in agreement, words not being able to form. It was seriously happening. Yoojung crawled onto the bed, his towel coming loose, but neither of you minded as the distance between you was closed, and your lips were on each others. The kiss was sloppy, desperate, breathy, almost animalistic. Both of you whined, hands grasping for whatever was in reach. Your hands found themselves on his shoulders, while his tangled into your hair. You let him keep kissing you as the covers were removed. Both of you soon were exposed to the damp air. Yoojungs throbbing cock rubbed against your abdomen, causing him to release a high pitched moan, which was music to your ears at this point. Seeing this side of him was turning you on, causing you to whine into his mouth louder. “Please m/n. I’ve gotta be inside of you. Please. I need you. P-please.” He begged, his voice shaky and desperate. You nodded, light-headed and already fucked out from the make out alone. “M/n, I-it hurts please hurry.” Yoojung groaned, his hands prodding at his own red tip. His breathing was heavy and his cheeks were bright. “Can I ride you?” You rasped out, sitting up slightly and looking him in the eyes. He nodded slowly, repositioning himself so that he sat down on the bed, resting on his elbows. He eyed you up and down, giving you permission to make a move. You immediately straddled him, wincing as you sank down onto his length. It was heavenly, his whines mixed with yours, the heat of the room, and the sensations from both ends. It was all around otherworldly. You yelped, bottoming out. It took you a moment before actually being able to move and down, but once you did so yoojung let out a hiss, his whines becoming whimpers, tears threatening to fall. Seeing him like that only made you move faster, your own tears spilling onto his stomach. He helplessly thrusted back into your hole, while reaching out for your dick, pumping you at the same pace of thrusts. Both of you were getting sloppier, louder, and even hotter as you got closer. You slammed your lips into his once more, sucking on his bottom lip to keep everything stimulated. Once, yoojung felt your tongue on his, it was game over, a shout leaving his mouth as he shoot his load up into your hole. The feeling of his seed was overwhelming, sending you over the edge just as fast. It was like everything ended just as fast as it started, as you collapsed onto yoojung. Your breaths fell in sync as you came down from the highs. It was nice…like this was meant to happen. “Can we book this room for a few more days.” You quietly whispered, before falling asleep on yoojung’s chest. You’d never sleep in separate beds ever again.

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[kcake555]

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Kiss Me, Hyung- Yoojung of OnlyOneOf x male reader

[I don't own these images credits to the original owners]

SFW

(gets *slighty* spicy at the end though)

Synopsis: There is some romantic tension between the reader and Yoojung but Yoojung's best friend keeps getting in the way. Reader decides he's had enough.

Contains: Some angst, fluff and a little suggestiveness (Is that a word?) at the end.

[Word count: 4.7k]

He hadn't had many close friends at university so, after the only two friends he had on campus both moved overseas to study elsewhere, he was left alone.

He didn't mind it at first. It meant he had more time to himself and work since he didn't need to spend so much of his time fooling around and talking but he eventually grew to feel rather lonely, missing his friends' laughter and conversation and hating the silence that had replaced it.

It was for this reason that when a few weeks into classes a girl asked him to sit with her and her friend at lunch that he'd gladly jumped to accept the offer.

Her name was Yeseul and she was studying food sciences. She was short, talkative and adorable in every sense of the word. Her friend that came with the package, however, was what sealed the deal with him becoming part of a new friend circle.

His name was Yoojung. He was studying music and he was breathtaking, to say the least. His hair was blond and fell past his chin in soft, loose curls. He had the most beautiful brown eyes and the brightest smile.

He was quiet for the most part at first, a little shy around him but once he had adjusted to the new addition to his friend group, his true personality was revealed. He was talkative, had the greatest comebacks and was very invested in campus gossip. Y/n wouldn't be surprised if it was Yoojung secretly running the campus gossip blog page. Yoojung also laughed a lot and that was something that Y/n really liked about him. Needless to say, the attraction had been instant. Sometimes it felt like it was mutual but Yoojung had never spoken about it and so neither did Y/n.

Two months after the formation of this new triog, Yeseul had boldly asked Y/n out on a date. She had asked early in the morning before class and Yoojung had been there. Y/N had hesitated before responding to her question. His gaze had shifted to Yoojung in an attempt to gauge his reaction but Yoojung had said nothing and had averted his gaze, seemingly suddenly finding the paving beneath them very interesting. With the lack of response or reaction from Yoojung, he had simply shrugged and said "Why not?"

They had gone bowling and admittedly the date went well. They had a lot of fun together even though they both sucked really badly at bowling. But that was all it was to Y/n; some fun with a friend. It wasn't anything serious. At least not to him. Yeseul was a nice girl but he just didn't see her in any romantic light.

He had known that Yeseul had wanted to kiss him when he dropped her off at her home afterwards but he had avoided it at smoothly as he could. It wouldn't be fair on her. Especially when all he could think about was kissing her best friend.

He felt like a horrible person because of that but try as he might he couldn't help the way his thoughts and eyes would always stray to Yoojung.

Especially now as he looked over at where Yoojung was sitting down across from him next to Yeseul on the grass.

Yeseul had decided they get together in the park when their schedules were clear since she had been meaning to try out a new dessert recipe and wanted to share them with her friends.

Yoojung looked great. He was dressed casually and his hair was up in a bun, a few strands falling free and framing his face. As if in some cheesy rom-com, the light that shone down from between the leaves of the trees illuminated his face beautifully.

He saw how Yoojung squinted as the sun rays hit him in the eyes and couldn't help the laugh that left him. Both Yoojung and Yeseul looked over at him questioningly.

"Enjoying the sun?" He teased the blond.

Yoojung huffed out a laugh and rolled his eyes, "Totally."

"I'm going to the restroom quick," Yeseul piped up, standing and brushing her skirt off.

The boys nodded in acknowledgement and watched as she began what would probably be a five-minute walk to the public restroom.

Yoojung had gone right back to eating. He was making happy sounds every now and then, clearly enjoying the desserts. He didn't speak, solely focused on the flavours. He was so focused that he didn't even register the chocolate smear at the corner of his mouth.

Against his better judgement and in a horribly cliché move, Y/n reached across the space between them and gently swiped his thumb over the corner of Yoojung's mouth, collecting the stray chocolate.

He shamelessly maintained eye contact with Yoojung as he brought his thumb to his mouth and licked the chocolate from it. He carefully watched Yoojung for a reaction and was pleased to see the way Yoojung gulped. He seemed flustered by the sight.

Y/n had felt a growing tension between them as time passed but he hadn't had a chance to confirm it properly. He wanted to be sure of the way Yoojung felt about him but didn't really know how to go about it and, to be honest, he was nervous. He had a perfectly good relationship with him as things stood and he didn't want to risk losing a friend.

He suddenly remembered that he had a work event that weekend and needed a date. Perhaps that would be a good start?

"Yoojung?" He spoke up, intending to try to ask him if he maybe wanted to go with him.

"Yeah?" The blond boy looked at him expectantly.

"I was wondering if-"

"What did I miss?" Yeseul interrupted, joining them again.

Yoojung cleared his throat borderline awkwardly and broke eye contact with Y/n and Y/n tried to hide his scowl.

"Nothing," He replied with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. How did she always manage to interrupt things or push herself into them?

She just gave him a funny look and nodded.

"Oh!" She placed another treat on his paper plate, "I heard you need a date for an event this weekend."

Y/n frowned, "How did you know that?"

She smiled, "Wookjin told me."

Wookjin was their mutual friend and his work colleague. He cursed him in his head.

Yeseul gave him another smile, "I can go with you if you'd like?"

He took a quick glance at Yoojung who had hung his head a little before looking at her again, "Oh, actually, I planning to ask-"

"Good, that's settled then. What should I wear?"

She hadn't let him finish his sentence. It didn't even surprise him anymore.

He shrugged in defeat, "Anything semi-formal."

She frowned at him, "Are you alright?"

He nodded, "Yeah I'm fine. Just remembered I need to go do something."

He got up and gathered his things.

"Thank you for the food and," He looked over at Yoojung, "The company."

Yoojung just gave him a weak smile in return.

"Oh, okay but-" Yeseul started but he was already gone.

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The day of his work event had finally arrived and to be honest, he wasn't exactly thrilled.

He didn't really enjoy his current job. It was a boring desk job that he'd have to endure until after he had his degree and could finally start his desired career path. His co-workers and boss were nice enough but most of them only really liked to talk numbers and sales and he felt he already did enough of that on work days.

So yes, the night was already off to a bad start before it had even begun. He had hoped to have a handsomely dressed Yoojung by his side to brighten things up with his stunning smile but he had to take Yeseul who had basically invited herself instead.

He really didn't have anything against her. She was friendly, funny sometimes and loyal- all the qualities he looked for in a friend. He kept trying to tell her this but she made it impossible. He had started to have a growing suspicion that she was well aware and doing it on purpose.

He had been pleasantly surprised when he gone to pick her up at her home. She looked good and it was a nice change of pace to see her dressed semi-formally instead of her usual trendy minimalistic look.

"Hi!" She greeted him with a bright smile and the scent of her flowery perfume hit him as she opened the door. He once more missed Yoojung as he thought of the way his musky cologne would contrast against her perfume.

"Hi. You look nice," he responded with a smile of his own. She chuckled and looked down at her outfit.

"Oh, this? It's nothing. Just something I threw together, really."

He could clearly see she did not just throw it together.

He gave her a tight smile, "Let's go. We don't want to be late."

"Oh, yes, of course."

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The event was going well. Everyone liked her pretty much instantly. Some of the men and even the one female receptionist even flirted with her before realising she had come with Y/n. They had asked him if she was his girlfriend and he had responded honestly with 'no'. He had felt kind of bad about the twinge of disappointment that flickered through Yeseul's eyes at his words. He wasn't lying though; they weren't an official couple and had only gone on one date. Well, two if you counted that evening.

The night progressed smoothly but as it did so he thought progressively more about Yoojung.

He wondered if Yoojung had caught on and realised that Y/n had been meaning to ask him instead. He wondered what he was up to. Was he still in his shop? Yoojung never really got a chance to actually work at the bookstore he had inherited from his mother since he was studying at the same time but he had a guy named Kyubin who ran the store for him when he was unable to.

Y/n had always been curious about the nature of their relationship. Anyone could tell that they were really good friends and could see that they were quite comfortable with one another. Yoojung had never mentioned a boyfriend or girlfriend nor had he said anything about him dating Kyubin either. Kyubin was a decent guy but Y/n really didn't like the idea of Yoojun dating him nor did he like the idea of Yoojung dating anyone else in general. You could call him selfish all you like, he supposed, but it was true.

He really needed to do something about this. He needed to come clean to both Yoojung and Yeseul.

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The drive to Yeseul's home afterwards had been silent for the most part. She had tried to make small talk with him here and there but he was stuck in his head and also horrible at small talk. After a while she had simply stopped trying.

When they arrived outside of her home he had opened the car door for her and walked her to her front door all the while wondering how to go about telling her how he felt. He wondered if perhaps the window to talk about this issue that evening had already passed but when she gave him a coy smile and invited him inside he knew he needed to say something.

"Yeseul-ah," he called out softly but firmly as he stayed put, not accepting her invitation.

She turned back to face him with a small frown, "What's wrong, oppa?"

She insisted on calling him that often despite being a year older than him and, to be frank, he hated it and it was not the term he wanted to hear- especially not from her.

Was he just being an asshole? He was trying not to be which was why he was standing there at that moment and trying to talk to her about this before he even so much as comsidered confessing to Yoojung.

"I'm not your boyfriend."

Horrible way to start he realised but he had never really been in this position before so he pretty much had no idea what he was doing. How do you let a girl down gently?

Her frown deepened and her smile faded entirely, "Yeah. At least, not yet, right?"

He could see a slightly hopeful look in the eyes and he tried to avoid groaning. She was annoyingly persistent.

"No."

"What do you mean 'no'?"

He took a breath, "I mean that you're a nice girl but I don't want to be your boyfriend. I just want to be your friend, Yeseul."

He felt bad as he saw his words register in her eyes.

"What do you mean by that? I thought you liked me?" Her bottom lip quivered.

"As a Friend, Yeseul. I'm sorry but... I like somebody else. I respect you and your feelings so I'm trying to do the right thing and be honest with you."

She stayed silent for a good long moment before she looked up at him again with a dejected gaze.

"It's Yoojung, isn't it?" She asked softly, the question pretty much rhetorical.

His heart jolted at the other boy's name.

"Yes."

He wanted to apologise as soon as he confirmed her suspicions but reminded himself that he wasn't doing anything wrong and that his own happiness mattered too.

Her jaw tensed and he saw her eyes shine with unshed tears.

He groaned internally. Oh god, please don't let her start crying. He never knew what to do when people were crying.

"I knew this was coming," She admitted and now it was his turn to frown.

"You did?"

"Yeah, I was just trying so hard to pretend otherwise. Gaslight myself I suppose."

Bingo. He had been correct.

"How did you know?" He inquired and she scoffed.

"Even a blind person could see your attraction to one another."

His heart skipped a beat.

"I- Do you really think he's attracted to me as well?"

She gave him an incredulous look, "Are you stupid? Of course he is. Have you not seen the way he looks at you? He talks about you even when you're not there, Y/n. It's been a little annoying, to be honest. He's my best friend- I know him well enough to know when he's falling in love."

Falling in love... Y/n was slightly stunned. He had a feeling that Yoojung liked him too but to have it basically confirmed like this just...

Why was she suddenly telling him all of this? And if she knew this all along why did she still push for herself to date Y/n instead? Assuming Yoojung trully was falling in love with him, wouldn't that be selfish of her? But who was he to judge he supposed.

"I'm sorry, Yeseul." He couldn't help but feel bad that she had to see the way he and Yoojung were attracted to each other while she herself had a crush on him. Hadn't Yoojung been in a similar position though?

She waved her hand dismissively at him but he could see the way her tears were threatening to fall, "Don't be sorry. You can't help who you are attracted to."

There was a few seconds of almost deafening silence before he spoke up.

"Will you be all right if I pursue him?"

She sighed, "Yeah, you're my friends so I want you guys to be happy."

"We're still friends right?" He tried to clarify. He had been honest in saying he wanted her as a friend still.

She paused before responding, her voice a little quieter, "Yes. Just give me a little time, okay? To get over you and to... adjust. I'll probably be a little off with you guys for a while but it'll pass eventually."

He nodded; that was understandable and he respected that. He owed her as much.

"Thank you," He offered her a small smile.

He felt a lot better after getting this off his chest despite the lingering feeling of guilt.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah?"

"Break my best friend's heart and I'll break your neck."

Typical best friend speech. He supposed he really did have her go-ahead.

"I won't," He promised.

"You better not."

He waved goodbye with a smile and she tried to return it. He didn't take her feeble smile to heart. She said she needed time after all.

On to the next and final task of the evening: confessing to Yoojung.

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He'd thought to leave his car at home and walk to Yoojung since Yoojung's home was only a few blocks down from his own but half way there the sky had cracked open and rain began to fall.

By the time he finally arrived at the bookstore that Yoojung both owned and lived above, it was pouring with rain.

There wasn't much of an awning over the entrance of the building so even while Y/n crowed under it, he could still feel water hitting his back.

It had to be nearly eleven p.m. by now and Y/n prayed that Yoojung was still up. He knocked hard on the front door of the bookstore and after a while of not getting a response, he pulled out his cell phone and dialled Yoojung's number.

It rang a few times and just as Y/n began to lose hope, Yoojung answered.

"Hello?" His voice was slightly husky and he sounded as if he'd just woken up.

Y/n's heart fluttered at the sound of his voice but he felt bad that he may have woken him up.

"Hey, I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

He heard a chuckle on the other end, "Honestly? Yeah, you did but it's alright, I hadn't been asleep that long. What's up?"

"I'm at the door, could you let me in? It's raining."

"Why are you- Yeah, sure, I'm coming. Just give me a minute."

"Okay." Y/n hung up and looked through the big glass window and into the bookstore expectantly. After a moment a light was flicked on and he saw his friend make his way down the staircase at the back.

"Hey, come in," Yoojung said after unlocking the door. Y/n gladly stepped into the warmth of the shop and out of the rain. Yoojung locked the door again after him and turned to look at him.

"Hey," He said with a small smile and Y/n couldn't help but return it.

"Hey," He responded and Yoojung smiled at him a little brighter before stepping forward to help Y/n take off his soaked suit jacket, only to discover that his white button-up below was absolutely drenched too. So drenched that Yoojung could see the outlines of Y/n's muscles through his shirt where it stuck to the front of him. He couldn't help the way he gulped and his cheeks flushed the slightest.

Y/n scratched the back of his neck, "Maybe leaving my car at my house and walking here wasn't the best idea."

Yoojung snapped his gaze back up to his and snorted, "Ya think?"

He laughed and Yoojung rolled his eyes.

He stepped out of his shoes and found that his socks were at least for the most part dry. Couldn't say the same for his pants.

This was not how he'd expected the night and his confession to go.

Yoonjung nodded his head in the direction of the stairs, "Come up, I'll give you something to change into."

Y/n nodded along and pretended that when Yoojung took his hand to lead him upstairs, his heart rate didn't pick up. It was a small action but a bit bold for the usually shy Yoojung.

Yoojung let him into his reasonably sized flat and disappeared down the short passage to his room, leaving Y/n standing cold, wet and awkwardly in the open-plan kitchen/living room.

A minute later Yoojung popped his head out of his bedroom doorway, "Sorry, I meant for you to follow me."

Y/n laughed and went to him.

Yoojung's room was tidy and quite cosy, everything in muted colours. He had been to Yoojung's home only once before but he hadn't left the living room last time and hadn't had a chance to have a good look around.

"Here," Yoojung handed him sweatpants and a t-shirt, along with a towel.

"You can dry off and change. I'll go make us some coffee."

By the time Y/n left the room, mostly dry and changed, the coffee was finished and Yoojung was leaning against the kitchen counter, nursing a warm mug in his hands, staring off at nothing in particular.

"Hey."

Yoojung jolted slightly upon hearing his voice suddenly and he turned his head to look at him.

He felt his heart skip a good few beats at the sight of Y/n in his clothes, the t-shirt he'd given him a little tight on him.

Y/n raised an eyebrow at him and Yoojung realised he'd been staring.

"Sorry, here's your coffee." Yoojung put his cup down to hold Y/n's cup out to him.

He stepped forward and accepted it, taking a sip. He was pleasantly surprised.

"This is pretty good. How'd you know how I take it? Lucky guess?"

"No. You mentioned how you liked your coffee once and I remembered it."

He didn't miss the way Yoojung's cheeks flushed and he decided that it was now or never.

"Yoojung," he called out and Yoojung looked at him questioningly.

"Yes, hyung?"

The sudden term had Y/n's stomach doing a flip.

"I- Earlier this week, when I was talking about needing a date to the event I'd actually... been meaning to ask you, not Yeseul."

He was trying to act nonchalant despite the way his heart rate had picked up and it was a battle.

Yoojung's eyes widened a little. That wasn't what he had been expecting him to say.

"Why exactly did you come to see me, hyung?" He said after a moment.

Y/n put his coffee mug down on the counter, "Yeseul is a nice girl. She really is and I know she wants to properly date me but I... I don't want that with her. I've tried to tell her but she never lets me finish what I'm saying."

"And what is it that you want, hyung?" Yoojung questioned, his voice soft.

He wondered if Yoojung was calling him hyung all of a sudden on purpose.

His eyes traced Yoojung's delicate features, his deep brown eyes, his soft, chin-length blond hair that Y/n absolutely adored and his eyes finally settled on Yoojung's pretty mouth.

He dragged his eyes back up to Yoojung's, "You."

Yoojung froze for a second before dropping his gaze. Y/n didn't miss the pink tint of his cheeks.

Y/n stepped closer to the other boy, "I couldn't stop thinking of you tonight. I wanted to see you all dressed up. I wanted to introduce you to my colleagues. I wanted to have drinks with you and see you laughing and having fun."

His heart was hammering away in his ribcage as he reached a hand out and tilted Yoojung's face up to look at him.

"I can't stop thinking about you. I need to know you feel the same, Yoojung."

Yoojung just looked at him with big brown eyes and flushed cheeks and his pink lips parted.

Y/n wanted to kiss him so badly. He tucked Yoojung's soft blond hair behind his ear, "Please? Do you?"

Yoojung gulped and took a deep breath, "Yes, I do."

A smile tugged at the corners of Y/n's lips and he leaned in and pressed a kiss to Yoojung's lips.

Yoojung couldn't quite believe what was happening.

"Hyung," He murmured when Y/n pulled back.

"Since when do you call me hyung?" Y/n asked and Yoojung blushed again. They were only a few months apart.

"I- "

Y/n kissed him quickly, "I like it."

He kissed him again, harder this time, "I like it a lot."

A realisation struck Yoojung as when Y/n pulled back a little to look at him, he clocked in the growing intensity in Y/n's eyes. He felt warmth pool in his belly.

He gripped Y/n's shirt and pulled him closer, "Kiss me, hyung."

Y/N's breath hitched before he did just as he was told, tangling his fingers in Yoojung's hair and connecting their lips again.

It didn't take long for the kiss to become heated, months of tension finally snapping and taking control of them.

He held Yoojung close to him as they kissed, appreciating the feeling of his warm body against his. A part of him still couldn't believe this was happening. He wondered if Yoojung was having similar thoughts.

He lifted Yoojung by the waist, perched him on the edge of the counter and stood between his legs before pressing his lips to his once more.

He loved the way Yoojung's kisses felt. They found the perfect rhythm quickly and Y/n had to admit that Yoojung was an amazing kisser and that this was probably the best kiss he'd ever had.

Yoojung cupped Y/n's face in his hands and slowed his kisses down until he eventually pulled back from the kiss with Y/n's lips chasing after his for a second.

Yoojung just rested his forehead against his, feeling his warm breath on his face. Y/n gave him a gentle kiss before stroking his hair out of his face.

It was best they stopped, he silently agreed. He was too into this and if they continued it would probably end up with clothes strewn everywhere.

There's a time and place for everything and now was not the time. He had come here to confess and tell Yoojung how he felt with complete honesty- not to sleep with him.

He lifted his head and his eyes traced Yoojung's pink cheeks, closed eyes and puffy lips and his heart fluttered. The knowledge that Yoojung felt the same had him feeling warm all over. Was he melting?

"Yoojung," He held his face gently in his hands.

Yoojung opened his eyes to look at him, "Hm?"

"Go out with me? Like officially?"

Yoojung looked hesitant for a second, "But Yeseul-"

"She knows."

"How did she take it?"

"Well, she's a little hurt and pretty disappointed. She really did like me after all. But she'll come around eventually, she just needs a bit of time."

Yoojung remained silent and panic rose in Y/n's chest.

"You don't have to. I can wait or-"

Yoojung kissed him to shut him up.

"I just needed a second to process. I've liked you for a while now and it's almost hard to believe you feel the same."

Y/n huffed out a laugh, "Have I not been obvious the past few months?"

Yoojung thought for a moment before responding, "Yeah, I suppose. I'm just a chronic overthinker."

He gave him a small smile and he returned it, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's figure and holding him tight.

"So?"

Yoojung's smile widened. Y/n thought he looked the most beautiful when he smiled. Had he mentioned that yet?

"Yeah, I'll go out with you."

Y/n grinned and kissed Yoojung again. He never wanted to stop.

"I have another company dinner in a few weeks. Come with me?"

"You still just want to see me dolled up."

He gave him a cheeky smile, "Of course. I bet you look absolutely dashing in a button-up"

"Dashing? What am I, a prince?"

Y/n shrugged, "I mean, you've got the looks."

"Are you always such a flirt?"

"No, I guess you just bring out the best in me."

Yoojung scoffed, "That's debatable."

Y/n laughed and kissed him again, "Yoojung?"

"Hmm?"

"You have a beautiful smile."

"Flirt."

Y/n tucked Yoojung's hair behind his ear, "I'm serious."

Yoojung blushed lightly, "Thank you."

There was a moment's silence before Yoojung spoke up again.

"You woke me up-"

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright, it was worth it. The point is though that I am tired."

"Oh, do you want me to leave?"

"No. Stay but behave yourself."

"I can't make any promises."

Yoojung slapped him lightly, "I'm being serious here, Casanova."

"As am I."

"I'm regretting my decision."

"No, please don't. I'll shut up."

Yoojung laughed and kissed him (Y/n didn't think he'd ever get tired of kissing him), "I'm just teasing you, idiot. But really, I'm fighting to keep my eyes open."

Despite offering to take the couch, Yoojung insisted Y/n sleep in bed with him. Which might have been a mistake because even then Y/n didn't shut up.

Just as Yoojung was finally falling asleep Y/n spoke up again.

"I'm so happy, Yoo."

Yoojung huffed but kissed Y/n's hair, "Me too, hyung. But sleep now please."

"Okay."

Y/n held Yoojung tight the whole night, clinging to him as if he was worried he'd disappear but Yoojung didn't mind. He definitely didn't. Not after months of pining after him.

A/N: Could've probably ended that better but I'm on new medication and I can't think as well as I usually do.

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ABOUT JJ ✦ professional milf fucker. graphic design major. aspiring sugar momma. uzui tengen’s doppelgänger (i have so many wives fr). irl ava ayala (100%). miles morales’ actual cousin (real). venom's real life best friend (aside from eddie ofc). certified makima & himeno hater. diagnosed BPD pill popper. eren's biggest bully (so real it's canon). soul’s guardian. denji’s sibling. quanxi’s fifth gf (not clickbait).

MY ACCOUNT ✦ is for hispanic/latines that never see themselves in either oc's or readers, mainly because they're always white and don't have culture. it is also for my tall girls (i'm only 5'6, but tall women are everything) who never get representation in media, aside from the tall girl movie where they weaponized her height until the last 30 mins of that god forsaken film. so if you're one of the two, or even both, then my account is definitely for you love.

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ANIMANGA(S) ✦ attack on titan. god of high school. jujutsu kaisen. classroom of the elite. soul eater. chainsaw man. blue lock. gangsta. tokyo revengers. haikyuu. demon slayer. death note. hunter x hunter. sailor moon. angels of death.

COMFORT LOSER(S) ✦ takemichi hanegaki. michael afton. yuji itadori. denji hayakawa. suzune horikita. mikasa ackerman. mori jin. black star. meguru bachira. nicolas brown. aran ojiro. suma uzui. misa amane. killua zoldyck. usagi tsukino. isaac foster.

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MI FAVORITAS ✦ women. milfs. racing (fast cars). music. drawing. coloring. writing. reading. the color pink. dogs. cats. embracing and getting educated on my culture. kpop. watching kdramas. video games. maladaptive daydreaming. anime. mangas. manhwas. horror movies. slashers. lesbians.

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BASIC STUFF ✦ i always write tall (6'2), indigenous taíno puerto rican oc's for my stories. only time i won't is when a request specifically asks for an unlabeled reader, or a specific type of reader that doesn't correlate with my typical one.

WARNINGS Y DISCLAIMERS ✦ i am obviously lesbian (if you still couldn't tell), so a majority of my writings will be for female characters and/or non-male characters. however, whenever i DO do an x male character book or oneshot, it'll either be a request from a mutual or because it's one of my favs.

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MY ATTITUDE ✦ i am very blunt and honest, when it's needed. i try my best not to be sarcastic all the time online cause i am in real life and it's caused too many altercations for my liking, especially since i don't like people. if i sense something is off, i'll tell you. if you did something wrong, i'll tell you, so i expect the same in return. but aside from that, i try my best to be as nice as possible, especially to others with similar interests.

DISORDERS ✦ i have both ADHD & BPD (recently diagnosed with BPD) and i'm still trying to adjust to it, and the medicine. furthermore, i have moments where i "split" which means i won't want to interact, talk, or even do anything. i become a state of wanting nothing to do with anyone; friends, family, no one. so when that does happen, i will put my account on lockdown and won't be active until it's over, which usually lasts a few days.

➷ TO ADD ONTO THAT . . . whenever i take my ADHD medicine, it usually makes my splitting worse due to the symptoms of the medication, and also makes my anger issues insufferable. the only reason i'm making these publicly known is because i've learned from my mistakes in the past about not alerting people of them and it causing problems in the future.

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[hugjakee]

18+ SUB WOOKJIN nsfwlink

minors dni, im dead serious.

Wookjin whimpered. shutting his eyes, as he tried pulling away from you. "wow." you scuffed. "you came, untouched." you said as the growing wet spot on his gray boxers grew darker and darker.

you pulled him to your onto your lap, smirking at the embarrassed look on his face and at how his voice was shakey. "I'm sorry..." he said.

wookjin slowly reached down, and rubbed his palm on your clothed crotch, leaning in and hungrily kissing you. without a thought, he slowly started grinding on you, trying his best to create any sort of friction to his painful boner.

pulling him away from your grasp, you took off his shirt. your lips trailed down his neck then to his chest. biting and sucking on his sensitive buds, as wookjin let out a breathy moan. arching his back into your touch.

you harshly took his shorts off, and admired his well built body. leaning down you continued to trail your lips down his chest.

bring your fingers up to his lips, wookjin slightly parted his lips and took in your fingers. sucking, twirling his tongue around your fingers.

reaching down to his round ass, you slapped and squeezed the soft skin, making him whimper.

you teasingly circled his rim, smirking as he whined and squirmed on top of you. you started fingering him, making him jerk his hips. the slickness made it easier for you add another finger.

"ah, right there..." the dark haired said, and gripped your shoulders for support. "you're doing so good." you praised him, and softly kissed his neck.

pulling away, you softly pushed him onto his back. hovering over him, you spread his legs and continued to finger him. hitting all the right spots, wookjin closed his legs around your arm. this, making you place your hand on his thigh, forcefully opening his legs.

slowly picking up the pace, you entered another dight. "ah!" wookjin gripped the bedsheets under him. his back arched off the bed.

getting inpatient you pulled your fingers out, having the other underneath you whine. alining your tip with his entrence, you slowly thrusted your hips foward. grunting from the feeling of his warmth engulfing you.

moans of pleasure slipped out of wookjin's mouth. "fuck, f-feel so full, so good." he let out, as he felt your girth stretch him out. the mix of pain and pleasure all to overwhelming.

lifting his legs up to your shoulders you roughly thrusted in and out of his tight hole. moaning loudly, as he thrashed his head back onto a pillow. "you feel so good." you grunted.

"oh god— y/n!" wookjin choked on his words as you continued to fuck him. "baby you're doing so good." you praised and continued to abuse his tight hole, unable to contain his moans, wookjin screamed out of pleasure.

"y/n i'm gonna cum!" you took him in your hand, and stroked his leaking cock at a animalistic pace and didn't stop. you kept pounding your length into him faster, having him moan louder. "baby cum with me."

all wookjin could do was nod his head, tears streaming down his red flushed face, hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat, panting and shaking.

one last thrust and you came inside him. the warm liquid shooting into him, this making him cum into your hands. you continued to ride out your high, and softly teased wookjin's slit, making him moan and cry out. "y/n stop, i'm sensitive..." he squirmed under your touch.

“we’re not done here.”

[tojiy]

Yoojung x g!n reader genre: suggestive warnings: making out hickeys side note: read at your own risk! words: 300+

MINORS + FEM DNI

“hey y.n! come on, turn off that damn phone and pay attention to me!" you turned to look at the other, that was comfortably sprawled on top of you. you turned your phone off, looking into the others eyes.

"hey, is everything okay?" he sat up, legs on either side of the your waist. you sat up resting your arms right above his hips, nodding you gave him a half-hearted smile.

you slowly lean into his shoulder. resting your head on the crook of his neck. staying in a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes.

your lips softly graze the others neck. right where  you had left the previous love marks. moving your hand to the other side of his neck, he tilted his head to the side, giving you more access to his skin.

"y.n please don't leave any marks. last time you left a mark I got in trouble for it." you ignored his pleases, as you continued to nip and suck on his neck. leaving multiple trails of marks of on his fair skin. "y—y.n."

you slowly laid him back, kneeling right in between his legs. trailing your lips from his neck, to his jaw, then to his soft lips.

moving back down to his neck you left multiple purple and red hickeys, with a visible, dark red bite mark. he squirms under your touch. enclosing his legs around your slim waist.

you slid your hand under his shirt. dragging the pads of your fingers on his warm smooth skin. tracing the indentations of his abs, the way he would shudder and whimper under you touch, making you so confident and excited, knowing that you're making him feel good.

you loved it whenever you made him feel good. smirking at his reaction, you move up to his red tinted lips. tasting the sweetness off his lips, how both of your lips molded like a missing puzzle. you loved the feeling of his lips on yours.

you were addicted to the feeling. addicted to him. "I can’t believe it. you’re all mine.”

☆ all rights reserved to @tojiy

[onlyuzu]

I need your touch | yoojung

youjung x male reader

genre: smut ( phone sex )

synopsis: while away on a business trip you receive a late night face time from yoojung.

warnings: phone sex , pet names(baby, sir) , dirty talk (?) pillow humping

it was yet another lonely night for yoojung. you had been away on a long and tiring business trip for way to long. of course you'd call and text yoojung evey single day or time you god a chance he still found himself missing you. but tonight this miss wasn't a sad type of miss, it was lust.

he was starting to miss the way your hands felt against his pale skin or how warm your voice sounded next to his ear when whispering small praises. he was just trying to go to sleep but he ended up getting himself to worked up for that.

a light red tone ran onto his face. he shamefully allowed his hands to trace down his stomach a knot appearing in his throat making him swallow harshly.

he imagined the hand was yours, gently tracing his thighs tingles of neediness traveling up his body. he slowly started to palm himself through his white kelvin underwear sharp gasps exciting his plump lips.

he kept this up for so so long yet he just couldn't get himself off fully. it was too hard without you.

yoojung hissed grabbing his laptop and flipping it open, clicking the app facetime. without hesitation he clicked your icon.

over on your end you were browsing twitter assuming yoojung was asleep as it would've been late for him due to time difference. with a soft smile you answer the phone your eyes met with a messy , hot and bothered yoojung.

"hello baby~"your voice rung out yoojung looking up at you "hii y/n what are you doing?" he asked his voice sounding semi weak. "im not up to much right now, are you okay baby ? you seem off." you asked your eyebrows pressing together in worry.

"I'm okayy I just." yoojung stuttered slightly he didn't plan on telling you what was happening he just wanted to hear your voice "ive gotten myself in a situation, I need your help please sir."

the nickname made you understand exactly what he meant while sending fireworks in-between your legs. "I see baby, well he good for me and grab a pillow to help." you spoke softly using the tone that you knew yoojung loved.

yoojung didn't protest. he quickly grabbed the pillow laying down on top of the pillow giving you full view of his slightly pink cock. he starts to grind his hips into the pillow gasps leaving his lips.

"good, baby your doing so well look at you." you praise in a loving voice your hand finding it's way down to your crotch palming yourself, your eyes fixed on the screen with yoojung.

"I need your touch." yoojung whines his hips staggering as he was just so fucking needy his body couldn't take it. "you look so good baby keep going." and with your words yoojung discarded the pillow flipping over to his back starting to agressivly stroke and jerk his cock off.

your eyes trailed along his body in amazement of how messy your voice made him. all you did was speak to him with gentle words and he completely crumbled infront of you turning to a whiny, begging, moany mess of a boy.

"baby reach into the drawer there should be a remote control vibrator in there, I want you to use it when you feel ready." you spoke so dominantly yet gently, it was one of the one things you and only you could pull off.

this voice alone made his entire body weak, it took him little to no time to reach into the drawer and pull the item out. quickly he positioned it and shoved it inside if him with a soft moan you getting a front seat full view of the wreck.

"okay thank you baby. now I want you to start out slow and work your way up to the highest setting, only go when your ready, okay baby ?" yoojung quickly nodded his head in response his sleeved hand infront of his mouth and he bit down on it trying to keep his noises to a minimum now. he didn't want bad noise complaints did he ?

"your so good for me baby, following just as I ask , I'll have to reward you as soon as I return." you speak while starting to palm yourself quicker watching the boy on the other end.

currently he was stroking himself while the vibrator was set to the highest his legs starting to tremble and twitch. no matter how much he cover his mouth or tried to silence himself he was just so vocal he couldn't help it. he was sure by tomorrow the entire apartment complex would know his boyfriends name once again.

yoojung spoke barley understandable words the only thing you being able to make out was a bunch of curses with sirs and pleads.

"can you cum for me baby ?" you ask softly feeling your self near. yoojung who had felt that feeling of a knot in his stomach for a while quickly nodded his head starting to stroke himself even faster his entire body trembling and shaking in ultimate bliss and pleasure.

yoojung shook agressivly as the cream colored liquid shot out of his cock spilling all over his chest and shirt staining what was a black shirt white. he continued to shake his legs pressing together as his hips jumped forward over simulation from the vibrator kicking in.

shortly after you also can quickly ruining your pair of pants. "you did so good baby, stop things tho it's time to relax. you did alot of work I'm proud of you." you spoke watching as yoojung turned the vibrator off allowing his thighs to fall open heavy breaths leaving his lips as he was coming down from a intense high.

"it's okay baby it's time to rest now you did so so well I love you so much, I'd kiss you if I could." you spoke gently slightly a frown appeared on your face. you missed your baby so much more then you thought you, in all ways not just sexual.

"I love you y/n." yoojung replied weakly "okay baby you should log off now and seriously get some good sleep I love you so much."

and with that yoojung hung up the face time closing his lap top and discarding it so he could lay down, finally he could sleep.

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there we go 😭 my first story here wow. sorry for the shortness but if you enjoyed follow me ! I'd love to be moots with you

bye bye

[muselin]

Muselin 101

Who am I: You can call me Muse or Muselin. She/her. '93 liner. Expat. Forensic psychologist and escapist leading a double life. Kpop fossil.

What my blog is: Kpop fandom and fiction blog. Hard hours, smut scenarios, headcanons, reblogs etc.

What my blog is not: A fluff blog. A child-friendly blog. Kiddies please leave.

Who I write for: Super Junior (current active members), SHINee, Tomorrow x Together (TXT), Ateez, NCT 127/WayV. They are my main groups. I also write for Stray Kids as part of the @skzseasons events.

I also like and am familiar with the following groups/idols, meaning you can gush and chit-chat to me about them anytime but I do not write for them currently: Shinhwa, BTS, Monsta X+Wonho, KARD, (G)-Idle, Everglow, Sunmi, MAMAMOO, BIGBANG, Ha Sungwoon, KNK, Omega X, OnlyOneOf, Woosung (The Rose), Seventeen, Enhypen. VIXX used to be one of the four main groups I wrote for, but due to them not having had a comeback together since 2018 and losing two members since then, there has been a complete lack of interest in the fiction community. I will always love and support VIXX and if any requests or asks come in, I will be happy to discuss.

Asks: you can chat to me any time about any of the groups and things I write about, you can send me your dreams, fantasies, guilty pleasures, whatever fun stuff you want and we can have fun together :)

Requests: I will take these if I can but this is primarily not a request blog. I have a very demanding full time job and I can't keep up with many requests. When I do have requests open I will announce it, look in my pinned post for this. If I cannot do something, I will respond to your request and let you know. If you are requesting anonymously, I encourage you to please, please give yourself an emoji or an anon name so that when I answer your ask you can find it more easily and I can create a # for you.

Green Light (What I do write): soft smut, hard smut, explicit smut, angst, smutty reactions, headcanons, short suggestive or smut scenarios, kink fills, NSFW alphabets, Idol/Reader, Male Idol/Male Idol, threesomes and moresomes, light to intermediate BDSM (think light/intermediate bondage, impact play, some pain play), knifeplay/edge play, dubious consent, step-siblings (no blood relation), piss kink/omorashi, drunk sex/high sex(weed only), cheating/cuckolding, toxic relationships.

Yellow Light (I might consider writing this but we need to discuss it): true incest (not just step-siblings), consensual non-consent, drugs other than alcohol, caffeine or weed.

Red Light (What I do NOT write): OCs (anymore), pregnancy related, milf/dilf scenarios, weddings/marriage, domestic violence, aging characters up or down significantly, mutilation, scat/defecation, severe mental illness (e.g. schizophrenia), rape, extreme BDSM (e.g. needle play, mummification), character deaths, murder, yandere.

Anything for a kpop idol born 2005 or after (legal age in Korea was 20 in Korean age, 19 chronological age. And yes, I am very aware that legal age and age of consent are different things. The age of consent in Korea is actually 16, however, the vast majority of fandoms are unaware of this and view smut writing as pornography, therefore the general consensus is that we take legal age as the minimum acceptable age when it comes to writing about idols). As of 2023, Korea is now no longer going to be using their own age calculating system by which a baby is considered 1 year old already even at birth and a year is added to their age every time the new year comes around. Korea will calculate age the same way as the rest of the world does, meaning people born in 2004 are legal adults.

What I don't write Part 2: trans!reader, trans!idol, male!reader (As a cis, mostly straight female I do not have any lived experience of this and don't want to cause offence by misrepresenting). Specific physical, neurodevelopmental (e.g. ADHD, Autism) or intellectual disabilities (while I have a lot of knowledge about these and work with many people who have them due to my IRL occupation and qualifications, I do not have any of them personally and I do not feel I could accurately portray the experience of someone who does. I simply don't want to offend anyone).

About Muselin: I’ve been a fanfiction writer since 2008. Before I started writing for kpop I have written for Naruto, Mass Effect, Warcraft and Star-Crossed Myth. I first became a kpop fan in 2009, with Super Junior’s iconic “Sorry Sorry” and SHINee’s “Ring Ding Dong”. I became a kpop fiction writer in 2020. Kpop concerts I’ve been to: BTS June 2019 at Wembley, Super Junior online concert May 2020, Everglow online concert July 2021, Super Junior Super Show 9 Beyond Live 2022, Sunmi in London 2022, aespa online concert 2023, WayV London fanmeet 2023.

[shmooooo]

My writing

My masterlist

Who I (might) write for:

ATEEZ

BTS

CIX

ENHYPEN

EXO

GOT7

Monsta X

NCT

OnlyOneOf

ONEUS

ONEWE

P1Harmony

Pentagon

Seventeen

Stray Kids

The Boyz

Tomorrow X Together

Victon

I'm generally not writing for EXO's Jongdae because he's a married man and father.

I’m not writing for minors.

All works are fem!reader unless stated otherwise. I don’t write for male!reader since as a woman I don’t have the perspective. Feel free to read my gender neutral works though!

Genres I’ll write:

smut

suggestive

fluff

a mix of those

These can be in form of fics, drabbles, scenarios, reactions, mtl or nsfw thoughts

I will NOT write about:

sexual:

non-con, dub-con, r*pe, cnc

incest, stepcest

watersports

scat

zoophilia

age play or age regression

blood/knife/gun play

anything causing serious harm

face slapping

hybrid aus (nothing against them but I don’t want to write them)

mommy kink (I’ll only write daddy kink and only for specific idols)

general:

stalking

abuse

trauma

yandere

suicide

pregnancy

cheating

anything specific to the reader's looks except heigh (I usually write the reader as shorter since I'm shorter than most male idols but I would be willing to write about the reader being taller if it's specifically requested)

[monscastle]

guidelines

to see if my requests are open please check my bio

please read the guidelines to whatever you would like to submit before submitting. 

if you submit something while they are closed i will delete it. at least ask if they are opened for extra measure!

i write for male readers and gender neutral readers. i write for dom/top reader but i do not write smut.

my content is not free, please reblog or give feedback!! thanks luvs!

GROUPS I WILL PROVIDE CONTENT FOR

— ateez

— stray kids

— tomorrow x together

— (g)-idle

— itzy

— onlyoneof

— seventeen

— monsta x

— mcnd 

— drippin

— nct (all units)

— the boyz

— oneus 

— golden child

any other group will be debated, i am familiar with many groups but i am most comfortable writing for those listed. you can ask for a group and i’ll tell you if i can or not!

— enhypen

— cravity

MATCHUP GUIDELINES

— no more than 2 groups! 

— please state if you want gender neutral or are a male! i will not assume.

— give me as much description as you can about your daily personality, state some hobbies even if it’s “i like to sleep a lot” 

— max 8 for likes and max 4 for dislikes

—  please be patient when you submit a matchup, fic requests are a priority to me so i’m sorry if your requests takes more than a week or two

— i post match ups on fridays, i post as many as i can depending on how much time i have, sometimes i might only be able to post 1 

— when i do matchups they aren’t dating matchups, its more like best friends but you can take it either way

— remember i match you up with whoever seems fit for me, so if you don’t get your bias then my bad but you submitted and i provided-

— if you have any questions please ask me through inbox!

FIC/ ONESHOT GUIDELINES

— please state what group you’d like and the member

— i only do male x male and gn x idol 

— please state in your requests if you want gender neutral or male reader, that way i give you something decent-

— i can do headcannons and scenarios

— i will not write smut

— your request must provide a plot! i need at least two sentence plots or a story line! 

— i will not write poly! rape! pedophili*! gxg! ftm readers (as i have very little experience and i don’t want to accidentally upset anyone!!)

— i will debate mxg and anything else

— i can write suggestive stuff, like having a heated makeout session and a few actions that can start off your imagination...

— after you submit your request please be patient! once it is posted please give feedback! i pour my time and effort in this! 

— i don’t take requests in order!! i do whichever i feel more comfortable with first and then go from there! 

— if you have any questions please ask me through inbox!

MTL (MOST TO LEAST) GUIDELINES

— for this you can go all out unless i say otherwise

— remember these are just based on my opinions, and how the idol displays their personality as

— so yeah, i’ll take nsfw for this but if there are minors in the group you request i will not include them! minors for me are people under 18 or 19, depends on the idol!

— if you have any questions please ask through inbox!

[joonggphilia]

Onlyoneof hard thought who fucks the most?

OnlyOneOf Hard Thoughts

Ot6 sex drive ranking ———————————————————————Most

Kyubin has the highest sex drive and will fuck the most. He is constantly horny, and constantly flirting. He really has no shame so he’ll ask you for sex in front of his members and your own friends. Kyubin also goes multiple rounds, never stopping in between. He always gets his way (you can’t say no he’s so persistent it’s annoying)

Nine is a very needy man. He’ll whine like a little girl, then have you whimpering under him. He wants sex all the time, never getting enough of you. He likes to persuade you with words, calling you sweet names and cooing in your ear. He loves when you talk in bed, calling his name and pleading for more. It’s one of the main reasons he needs you so much.

Yoojung is pretty horny (all the time) and is quiet about it. If your his boyfriend on set, he’ll sneak up behind you and confess things you wish you never heard. He’s mature enough to compose himself, but not enough to contain himself. He fucks you pretty often, but not like some crazed sex freak! (Kyubin)

Mill is the sweetest boyfriend ever. Literally award winning. He loves seeing you all cute and happy, so what better way to get you like that than sex? He loves fucking you dumb, but he also loves romantic dates <3 He’ll always try to impress you and sweep you off your feet with beautiful gestures of affection.

Rie doesn’t ask for sex much because he sees it as a more intimate and special thing. He wants to have sex with you when it really matters, when he really wants to show you he loves you. When you guys aren’t doing such things, he’ll tease you to death. Ria can be a tease if he feels like it, a good one at that.

Junji is a sweet man. He is also a great boyfriend, but he can get shy. He chooses not to make the first move. If you need sex he’ll give it to you and if you haven’t asked he won’t do a thing. Everything he does is to make sure you are content and feel loved <3

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[kcake555]

Mill cake 🍰

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naesarangyunho's masterlist:

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Your Neighbor Sungho | Ch. 1

Photo Credits:

- left hand corner, @116page

- center, @newat_rie

Rie (sungho) x (female) reader, fluff, slice of life, semi-angsty (?)

appearances of other OnlyOneOf and Dreamcatcher members will occur

hey so I rolled a wheel on who to write a fanfic first and got rie plus picked out a prompt to write from

warnings: alcohol, getting drunk; in this fic is PG-13, some light cursing occasionally, super tiny mention of smut in description beginning and that’s all;

btw i’m pretty sarcastic, there’s sarcasm thrown here and there, hope you enjoy :D

This is my first time sharing my writing on a public platform. As a writer, I always appreciate constructive criticism. Feel free to leave feedback in the comments if you have anything to say. Thank you in advance for reading as well

Also, please DO NOT repost my work anywhere without my permission or plagiarize.

Description: your neighbor, sungho, from the day you've moved in has kept you up countless nights with their significant other. dancing, muffled long conversations, and amongst other noises you wished you could wipe from memory. one day it suddenly stops. those days become months.

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Your neighbor, Sungho, from the day you've moved in has kept you up countless nights with their significant other. Dancing, muffled long conversations, and amongst other noises you wished you could wipe from memory. One day it suddenly stops. These days become months. Now, you couldn't help but to be concerned.

Sungho isn't a bad neighbor. You recall complaining to him at some point, amidst trying to focus on a report you had to write up for work, and he apologized for the noise. Many times. He seemed embarrassed, never realizing how thin the walls were in the apartment building, and promised to keep the noise levels down. These promises would last only about a week. Their significant other was quite the complete opposite of Sungho, a loud individual. From what you were aware, the two didn't live together. His significant other would come over daily to stay or visit.

As much as they were loud, they didn't seem to like you either. Looks of disdain thrown whenever you happen to cross them in the hallway, being in the same elevator cart, or when Sungho was trying to be a good neighbor by greeting you. They would pull him away immediately, putting his attention back on them. Sometimes you thought that they were being loud on purpose, knowing that you were next door, and very well aware of the complaints. The reason why? You had no idea. The best guess you could come up with was that they saw you as a threat to their relationship. Which was ridiculous. You hardly knew the male nor could the both of you call each other friends.

Sometimes Sungho left fruits or drinks at your door with little notes of apologies for their rowdiness. And for their significant other's behavior. For the most part, you bared through it or simply did all your work within the hours at your office now and prayed that tiredness would consume you once you hit your bed, blocking out any disturbances.

So, life goes on.

One weekend, you just happened to get home from going out with your friends. It was late, past midnight. You heard arguing through the walls between Sungho and their significant other.

"You're always like this, Sungho!"

Immediately, you felt very uncomfortable entering your apartment. It wasn't something you wanted to hear or should be hearing. Not that you could help it either since you lived next door. You backed yourself outside, considering going to the balcony on the floor for a bit. Stepping back outside of your door, their argument becomes muffled.

Why couldn't the landlord just keep the damn wall consistency the same?

Suddenly, Sungho's door flies open followed by their significant other storming out. You jump up out of surprise, the noise scaring you. They're heading down the hallway, to the elevators, without looking back. Sungho appears at his door not too long after, holding it open.

"Wait-" he calls out to them, his voice faltering.

The male notices you then, staring with wide eyes at him. At that moment, you were able to get a full picture of his current position. The hurt in his eyes.

"Oh...y/n. Are you here to complain about the noise again? I'm really sorry-"

"Uh, no! No, not at all. See, I just was returning home now. Don't worry about it," you said, awkwardly blinking a few times, reaching to grab for your keys from your bag once again.

"Um, I'm heading inside now! Okay, bye!"

You immediately opened your door again, rushing, running into your living room. The door shuts behind automatically and you let out a sigh of relief. You felt bad for suddenly running away, but you weren't about to ask or give relationship advice if Sungho wasn't asking for it. Besides, what if it was only a lover's quarrel?

They'll probably make up soon. Talk about a rough night…

Then the realization set in. The apartment would be definitely quiet for at least another day. A smile rises to your face.

What a horrible thing to be happy over...after seeing your neighbor fight with their significant other. Then again, they weren't all that nice to me.

You shrugged, waving the events aside, calling it a night, enjoying the peaceful silence...only with the slight remaining, lingering tension in the air. After you showered, brushed your teeth, and changed into pajamas, you immediately laid down on your bed. Pulling the covers over, you found yourself thinking. Staring up to the ceiling of your room in the dark.

That argument sounded bad though...ugh. None of your business, y/n. Go to sleep. They'll probably be fine tomorrow…

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Define the term "fine".

The next day, as you predicted, was quiet. That you could hear a pin drop from down the hallway. You enjoyed it, a Sunday afternoon peace. It allowed you to catch up on work, eat, watch T.V, write poetry...overall without any disturbances. Sungho, your neighbor, was long forgotten from your mind.

The thing is, it goes on for the next week. You weren't worried about it at all because you were swamped with work. The next reports and presentations came with close deadlines. The silence was appreciated, allowing you to focus; you got lost in piles of work and many cups of coffee.

Worry about your neighbor only returned on the brief encounters when the both of you were heading to work in the mornings. Sungho still greeted you, but only with a brief nod and face expressionless. They would walk ahead first, not bothering to see even if you returned the greeting or not. Sometimes you heard him leaving earlier than you and now you couldn't help but to wonder what his occupation was.

The week turns into two and three. He stops greeting you at some point, or maybe he wasn't very aware of his surroundings; his whole aura was different. Sungho usually would at least do his hair before going out and dress somewhat decently. Now it was always a mess, his bangs left down to cover his eyes, matching with black attire. You saw him up close in his current condition when you were returning to the apartment building one afternoon. The male had collided into you, by accident. Turning around immediately on the impact, once you had regained your balance, you're faced with eyes that were written with sleepless nights, dark circles prominent. At least, this time, he mumbles an apology before moving on.

By the time it reaches the end of the month, your workload becomes lighter for the year, you find more time thinking about the current situation of your neighbor. You called up one of your best friends at your workplace one night. It wasn't the first time you discussed your neighbor with them.

"Yoojung, it's the end of the month. I haven't seen his significant other in awhile. As much as I enjoy the silence, I hate seeing Sungho this dead," you said, a hand gripping onto the balcony railing out of nervousness.

“Note check. You don’t even know the guy. Why exactly are you so worried?” Yoojung on the other end replies.

Your friend had a point. Why were you worried?

“Well…I don’t have an answer, actually. I don’t know why I’m worried. Can’t I just be a good neighbor?” you replied.

“It’s none of your business, y/n. Looking at reality. But if you’re so worried, go knock on his door and talk to him. Even if it’s just a hello. Didn’t he leave you fruits before? You can do that in return if you’re so curious,” Yoojung suggested, not sounding all that interested.

“Anyways, you’re coming to the group outing for dinner next week right? On Saturday? Please tell me you didn’t forget or you plan on cancelling. We hardly ever get a chance for everyone to come together again.”

“Alright, thanks so much for the advice...I guess...and keep your pants on, Yoojung. Of course I’m coming. Good night,” you scowled at him.

You hung up the phone then, not giving a chance for the other to say his goodbye. As much as he was your best friend, he could be a pain in the ass. Turning around, you exited out the balcony to return back to your apartment for the day.

So much for calling it a night.

Once you make it back, you’re greeted with Sungho at your door, hunched over, using an arm to keep his weight up against the wall. First thought that came to mind: he’s unwell and he came to ask you for help? You immediately approach the male, only to be hit by a smell of alcohol and you jolt back. The second thought you had, only confirmed: he’s drunk.

“Sungho?! Are you okay?” you asked nervously, tapping his shoulder lightly.

The male looks up to you, quite confused.

“y/n? Oh. Yeah...I’m fine. Just trying to get into my apartment...but the key.... doesn’t seem to fit…” Sungho said, words spoken slowly as he tries to stand upright.

“Did...the landlord change the locks?”

“No, no. The landlord didn’t. You’re at the wrong apartment, this one is mine. Uh, do you need help?” you said, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Ah...well, that makes...sense now,” Sungho said, a drunk written smile appearing on his face.

“No, it’s okay...I’m always disturbing you... I’m really sorry...Have...a good night, y/n.”

It’s the first time you’ve seen him smile in such a long time. Of course, it only happens to be when he’s not sober. Also, you’re very aware that drunk people do need help but always deny it. You watch as he turns around, folding your arms and counting down in your head.

3... 2...1

The male collapses on the ground, completely knocked out from the alcohol in his system. You blew up at your hair, huffing then, staring down at his figure on the ground.

This night just got a whole lot longer.

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