#please stop requesting christian yu

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You’re like a drug.

Post Date: 4th October 2022 Content: Smut/Slight angst - DPR ian > Christian Yu x Reader (Chris as Mito) WC: 1.5K TW?: Strangers to lovers/ Mentions of a bar/ Mentions of alcohol/ Metaphor to drug mentioned/ Throat grabbing/ Slight corruption/ Slight split in personality/ Penetration/ Unprotected (Don’t do this)/ Slight taunting/ Possessive/ Lip biting Request?: Yes

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Prompts: 2 - “Please don’t leave me” 21 - “Everyone can be a bit psycho” 84 - “It’s hard to breathe when you’re not here”

There he was, the singer that you spent every Saturday watching on the live stage at your local bar, unable to resist him, unable to even survive the week if you didn’t see him. 

To your surprise, he loved it every time he recognised you in front of the stage, utterly smitten by you. His day wouldn’t be made until you walked into the room, like there was a spotlight on you, highlighting you out of the crowd to him. Little did you know, he survived off you coming to his show, becoming his own personal happy pill with your face that looks up at him with admiration. 

You were lucky enough to get a chance to drink with him between his performances when other bands made the place vibrate. “It’s so lovely to see you here every week,” he smirks, pushing your purse down to your side, refusing to let you pay for your own drink.

“Please, I insist. A beautiful woman like you should never have to pay for her drink,” he adds, the smirk making its way onto his face when your drink slides towards you from the bartender, “It’s on the house folks”.

The drink he insisted that you tried tasted like heaven, and deadly, you could barely taste the alcohol so you knew you had to take it slow with these if you were going to have more. You look up at him, smiling so sweetly as he gets lost in your eyes, unable to look away from you.

“How about coming by my place after I play?” he asks, smiling sweetly ear-to-ear, but there was something else about him that drew you to him. You couldn’t put your finger on it and it was driving you insane. 

“Uh, sure. Sounds good,” you shyly respond, taking another sip of your drink as he guides you towards the stage, getting you the most perfect spot to watch him from as he rushes to grab his gear, jumping onto the stage as the place booms with an uproar of his name. 

Since that night, there was no way you could’ve been separated, addicted to each other like you were on constant highs around each other and suffering with the worst come-downs when you weren’t together. 

However it never going to be euphoria when you were together, and tonight was an example of such. You started to argue about how you couldn’t spend every day with each other, and if anyone out of the two of you that was more affected by that, it would be him. 

“But, it’s hard to breathe when you’re not here,” he sighs in defeat, hands clasped together with his head hanging low, leaning forward in the armchair.

��That’s the thing, Ian. We can’t be around each other all of the time, it’s not healthy,” you reply, not even able to look at him, knowing if you did, you’d be fighting against the urge to put your foot down with him.

“Please don’t leave me...” he whispers, looking up to see you heading towards the door, rushing to his feet to try and stop you from closing the door behind him, “I don’t know what I’ll do if you’re not here”. 

Your hand falls off the door handle, dropping to your side the second you hear the desperation in his voice, feeling his hand on your hip as he pulled you back, making you flush against his warm body.

His head rested on your shoulder, tilted slightly as he peppered kisses on your cheek, seconds between each one, using his other hand to swipe your hair to the opposite side of your head to trail the kisses down your neck.

This was the first time he’s touched you like this, being a complete gentleman the whole time but his needs override his emotions, desperate to feel you against him, to breathe in your scent.

A slight moan escapes your lips as you try to fight against the pleasure, not wanting to fall into the trap, he was addictive enough without him touching you and now, you don’t know if you’ll ever be able to cope without him again. 

“You’re literally psycho,” you whimper when a kiss is planted on the most sensitive part of your neck, head throwing back against his shoulder as you struggle to remember why you were standing in front of the door in the first place.

Ian scoffs on your skin, licking up your neck, almost seeming like that was a compliment to him, “Everyone can be a bit psycho, but you’re the reason for me to be one,” he groans into your ear, using the hand from your hip make it’s way up to your throat, gently grasping it. 

“Ian-” you whimper, eyes screwing shut as you felt his hot breath, your sentence getting cut off by a low, deep growl into your ear once again, “It’s Mito, darling. Ian isn’t here”. 

You were now screwed, realised there was no way you could resist him, your once strong mind is now turning to putty right under his touch. Never have you let a guy do this to you, past you would slap yourself for falling into this trap, but you couldn’t find a reason why you couldn’t get yourself out of it. You wanted him just as much as he needed you. 

“Be psycho with me,” he whispers into your ear, his tone of voice sending shivers down your spine as you turn to look at him, eyes dark with lust and desperation greeting yours.

There was no wasting time with the both of you, fighting to rip every article of clothing off each other’s body as they fall to the floor, decorating it with the garments as you fight with lustful kisses on the bed.

You pull him over you as you lay yourself down onto the soft mattress, tongues exploring each other’s mouths as he groans into the kiss, hoisting your leg up to his side as he rubs himself against you, your bare skin colliding together.With each movement he was making, his sore, hard cock teased against your slicken pussy, his tip teasing your clit with each time it flushes right against it. 

Be psycho with him, he said. You were starting to get passed that point, you were turning insane for his touch, for him to have his way with you no matter the consequences afterwards. 

You were starting to see a completely different side to him, his crazy lustful expression is almost demon-like, but you were completely under his spell as he glares into your eyes, a psychotic smirk appearing on his lips as he thrusts into your soaking core. 

The scream that flies out of your mouth the second you felt his entire length caress your insides had him smirking like a criminal getting away with his crime, face screwing to tease and mimic yours.

Shoving two fingers into your mouth, you suck on them as if your life depends on it, and you didn’t expect to find them incredibly hot but there you were, whimpering and crying with his cock pounding into your pathetic little hole whilst your tongue swirls around his two digits.

“Look at you~” he coos teasingly with the low growl he gave you earlier, making your eyes screw shut once again with the pleasure of his cock penetrating your sensitive walls, hips rolling into you like liquid. 

“Don’t think you’ll ever be able to leave me now, darling...” he leans in to growl deeply, not bothering with a whisper to see how you react, happily and surprised when a lewd sound escapes your mouth from around his fingers, “You’re all mine”.

“Tell me how you’re all mine, tell me how you’ll never think of leaving me,” he continues, pulling his soaked fingers from out of your mouth as he awaits your reply whilst his hips mould against you. 

It was a struggle, you were completely losing your mind with the way he was handling you but words manage to piece together, not fully but it was enough, “All yours- All for you- Never leave-”. 

And with that, his hips hit against yours harder, the sounds of skin slapping become more paced and louder as he grunts with each thrust, mixed in with your lewd sounds of whimpers and cries as your back arches and hands grip at the sheets underneath you.

It’s becoming evident at how much control and power he has over you, the urge to release getting closer with each thrust as you pant for forgiveness, not sure why forgiveness but needing to feel that release as he bruises your lips with his, sucking on your bottom one whilst it sits between his teeth.

Within seconds, you’re coming all over his cock, becoming a crying mess under him as tears ruin the make-up that you spent hours working on, smudging it down your face as he licks the tears the bead at your cheek. 

The laugh that leaves his mouth makes your body shudder at the final moments of your come down of your high, and now you were truly addicted to him, he was the drug that you’ll never be able to resist. The one that controls you for the rest of your life.

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don’t call me lover | CHRISTIAN YU (DPR IAN)

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Warnings: angst, little makeout at the end (PLEASE, SEND ME FLUFF OR SMUT REQUEST, I JUST CAN’T STOP WRITING ANGST)

Pairing: Christian Yu ( DPR Ian) x Reader

Summary: Best friends Christian and Y/N keep breaking up with their partners ones realizing that they were wrong about who they were looking for in the first place

"And her too?" You asked exhaling tiredly, looking into his eyes with furrowed brows. You were wondering honestly why he was ending every relationship so fast? "She was decent, I guess, at least, better than the previous one" you shrugged chuckling a little bit trying to ease an atmosphere between you. Afterward, you realized it could hurt him in this stage. Instead of an answer he just glanced at you with a sad smirk, if you can call it that, and returned his gaze to his fingers, that was nervously picking on his skin, his dark locks hiding his face. At first, you thought it was just an act of sorrow because of his breakup, but you didn't know it was the result of different thoughts in his head.

You sat there in silence. "How it's going on with Nick?" His voice cracked. You were surprised by this question, realizing, that now you finally need to tell him about your own breakup. He was your best friend, you just can't lie to him especially in this situation. 

"Not good. Actually..." You started only to be interrupted by Christian. "You broke up". Again, shock prominent on your face. "h-how do you know?". 

"This asshole graced me with a privilege to know it". 

"Seriously? God. Why is that? You never were close." You demanded answers trying to find Christian eyes. It was strange. "He thinks it's me the reason why you broke up. He kindly let me know about it," he said, brushing his hand through his hair. "What do you think?" 

"I think it's bullshit. He's just an asshole that's it. You're my best friend, and nothing will change it" you said sensing a sudden tension in the air between you. He was still hiding his face, which annoyed you as hell. 

"It will change" his words cut through you like a dagger. "W-what?" Your eyes finally met with his creating a strong connection. Sweat broke through the pores on your palms. 

"He is right" another hit. Now every cell of your body tensed. You couldn't even direct this conversation into a joke. It wasn't funny, even though you were always reacting with jokes in similar situations.

Where is he going with this? He can't just end 6 years of your friendship. You can work this out, your friendship just can't be the cause of all of the break-ups. It's just...unfair. 

"I am the reason of your breakups.You are the reason of my. That’s why it's all happening. I've broken the hearts of so many girls because of you. I thought they are wrong. I thought" he stopped, looking straight into your eyes. His gaze was hard, almost overwhelming. You couldn't say anything, paralyzed by the fear of ending things. 

"Why are you saying this?" You finally found the strength to say something, your voice stuck in your throat. Your lips quivering, trying to block the tears out of streaming from your eyes. 

"Hey" Christian took your hand in his, squeezing it reassuringly. His palms warm and rough, only making it even harder. Why is he doing this? His fingers trailed up your hand leaving goosebumps on your skin, his gaze dazed. 

"Stop it" you moved your hand. "Look, just go. If you really think I am the reason all of your stupid girls left you - go ahead. Just wipe out all of the years of our friendship" the bubble just popped. You couldn't stand it anymore. If he wants it, he will get it. Maybe your love life will get better too. Maybe, he is right and it will be better for both of you. In response to your outburst you just heard a rich laugh, that one you love the most. The one laugh that made you feel butterflies in your stomach. He took your wrist to pull you harshly into his embrace, his sweatshirt cladded hands wrapping around you. 

"What the hell?" He just kept holding you and chuckling, making you even angrier. That's all just a joke to him. 

"You are so stubborn and dorky," he said, pulling you back to see your face. It was flushed with red, hair an absolute mess, confusion prominent. His eyes were glistering. He took your face in his palms getting even closer, only inches between your faces. You gulped, confused about this strange behavior. You knew him very well, but now his behavior was absolutely crazy. 

"It's you, all of that time it was you" he chuckled again leaning even closer, his plump wet lips grazed yours. You could just move away but you stayed, savoring the last moment together...or not last? 

"What do you mean?" You just couldn't stand the silence that was tearing you apart. You can feel his breath on your skin. The corner of his mouth raised up, catching your attention. It was only a distraction to connect your lips in a kiss. His lips finally touched yours. Your breath stuck in your throat until you realize you could breathe with your nose. He moved back letting you breathe and calm down, your chest was rising and falling fast, hands shaking. 

"I can't love anyone else. Only because my heart beats for you" he whispered calmly, nibbling your upper lip with his. Your vision blurred in rapture. Without holding your emotions you eagerly climbed on his lap wrapping your hands around him. You squeezed him connecting your lips again with his in a heated kiss, now fully opening for him to discover new horizons of your body. You never allowed it in your relationship and now you fully reunited. Nick actually was right, thanks to him. That's the reason that was behind all of your relationships. And you were never so happy to accept defeat.

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Christian Yu: The Eve

x Christian Yu x

Note: Read at Your Own Risk ~~ (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง Type: One Shot [ masterlist ]

A/N: This is a request from an Annon. I know it took a while but hope y’all like it. BTW. Happy New Year friends! ♥

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'Is she not coming to work?'

"Hey, Scott!" Christian called his friend when he saw him walked past his door from the hall.

Scott walked and stop to peek at Christian's studio.

"What's up?" he asked while still looking at his phone.

"How's the photoshoot yesterday?" Christian asked about the shoot scheduled for Live and you are one of the editors.

"It went according to our theme. But it lasted longer than expected because it suddenly snowed a little during the shoot." Scott explained. "Why?" he managed to look away from his phone screen and look at Christian.

"Oh, so, what time did you guys finish?" Christian asked not answering Scott's question.

"Maybe around 3 am," Scott answered. He decided to sit on the sofa inside Christian's studio - thinking that this might take a while. He knew Christian and asking questions without answering his - only means that somethings going on.

"I see. So I guess most of the crew will not be coming today since you guys finished late." Christian said while taking a spin at his chair.

"Not really. I think they'll be here doing the edit and all." Scott said still looking at Christian.

Christian tried to avoid Scott's gaze.

"Really? So maybe I can take a look at the scene later with Y/N." Christian said and turn his back from Scott to face his monitor.

'Smooth.' Scott thought and can't help but smirked at his friend's childish game. He's avoiding directly asking about Y/N because of the drunk accident happening before.

*** 3 weeks ago, the crew decided to go out for a dinner then drink after to celebrate Christian's debut. But just as everyone getting ready to go home. You're so wasted that you confessed to Christian without minding the few people remaining outside the pub.

All were shocked because they didn't expect you to confess at all. All of them have an idea that you have feelings for Christian for years - but Christian's so dense and treat you as a little sister at that time. He did not expect it and he was so dumbfounded that he laughed it out and saying that he only sees you as his lil'sister.

"Thank you, Y/N - but you're my little sister that I never had. I'm sorry." Christian said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Yes, you were drunk at that time. And you wished you forgot everything that had happened to that point. But it was impossible. Now you know that it was all a lie when people said they forget everything that happened to them when they're wasted. LIES!

But even if you remembered everything - you acted that you forgot about it. It was not like you, but being rejected face to face - it fvcking hurts!

You can't afford to lose your dream job just because of your drunken mistake.

You acted that everything is good between you and Christian - but it is noticeable that you're putting a distance between the two of you.

****

"I think you can check the raw ones with her assistant later." Scott get up from the sofa and was about to leave.

"Huh? Why her assistant? Where's Y/N?"

"She's taking a rest for the day. I think she catches a cold during the shoot. I'm planning to check on her later. We know how she can be when it snows. You're welcome to join me if you want." Scott dropped a teasing tone towards Christian.

"Ah. Okay. Just call me when you're going." Christian said not noticing Scott's teasing.

----

Christian can't focus on his work. He keeps ending up thinking about you.

He looked at his phone - checking if Scott text him about going to your place but he sighed when he sees nothing.

He can already admit that this is not like him at all. He told you that he only sees you as a friend - he even regards you as his little sister. But something inside him disagree.

'Do I like-love her?' Christian questioned himself. But it was cut-off when his phone rang.

It was from Scott.

"Hey. Wait a sec - I'll just save my files." Christian said right after answering.

"About that, I can't go to Y/N right now. Mr. Ahn called and requesting a meeting with Dabin." Scott said.

"Did you call Y/N?" Christian asked.

"Not yet. I tried calling to see if she's alright but she's not answering. Maybe she's just sleeping. We can visit her later - after work."

"No. I can check her now since I already shut down my PC." Christian said as he walked out from his studio.

Scott smirked because he knew well that Christian never shutdown his PC at his studio.

"Okay. Call me when you get there." Scott ended the call.

---

You were dreaming about someone was knocking at your door and keep pressing the doorbell. The doorbell gets louder every time that it woke you up.

Then you realized that it was not a dream but someone really is knocking at your door.

'Maybe it's Scott. He did mention that he will drop by'. You thought as you tried your best to get up.

You opened the door.

"Are you planning on breaking my door Sco-C-Christian! How..?" you can feel your face burning up.

"I came instead of Scott," he said avoiding your eyes.

"I see," you said. Both of you just standing there between the door. 'Okay, this is awkward'.

"Are you okay...?" Christian asked and managed to meet your eyes.

It's hard for you to stop the cough because your throat is just itching.

"I'm okay now, so you don't have to..." you looked down. Not really wanting for Christian to see you at this state. But suddenly your vision got dizzy and that made you lean forward.

Christian caught you.

"You're not okay at all." He said.

You can't tell if he's mad or worried. He guided you to your bed. And you keep coughing all the time. You want to stop so he can't see but it's really not that easy.

'I'm here now, but I don't know what to do for her. I can feel that Y/N doesn't like me here, I'm sure this situation is stressful for her'. Christian thought. 'I guess I need to try and help her feel better...'

"Did you already eat something?" Christian asked you while you're fixing the pillow at your back to sit properly.

"No," you said.

"Good thing I brought rice porridge. Eat this, then take the medicine." He said while taking out the porridge from the paper bag he had.

"I'm fine." you insisted. You just want him to leave and you can sleep. But for some god's play - your tummy decided to protest.

"Just eat." Christian tried his best to not laugh. He handed you the container for the porridge.

"Okay..." you said helplessly.

---

"Thank you for the porridge..." you said as Christian took the container from your hand.

"Now take the medicine, and go to the hospital tomorrow for an IV drip." He said as he hands you a glass of water.

"A-*cough* cold like this will be over once I slept on it. I don't have to go." you took meds and the glass of water.

"You're not going to go? When you're this sick?" Now he really sounded worried.

"I'm really all right, Christian... You can go now..." you insist as you tried to put the glass on your side table but he stops you and leans forward to get the glass from your hand. And put his hand at your forehead. You automatically closed your eyes when you felt the warmth from his hand.

"No way. At your condition right now..." Christian said. "You're burning up..." he was shocked because he was not expecting you to be this sick.

"I'm fine..." you opened your eyes. Then there you realize how you and Christian's face is so close. You can't help but blush.

Christian realizes the situation and immediately put away his hand from your forehead. "J-just go to the hospital. Darn it!"

You can't help but smile a little. You find him cute.

Christian stands up. "Try to lie back down. I'll go get a wet towel for you."

"Okay..." you said. You guess that it's no use arguing with him. As you lie down. You can't help close your eyes as you tremble. "Ugh... it's cold..."

"You're cold?" Christian saw you.

You opened your eyes and he was standing at the end of your bed. You got up.

"Just a little... I just need to put more clothes on." You said as you tried to get off the bed and walk to your closet.

"No." Christian stopped you from getting up. "You have to bring your fever down. All you need is to change into a T-shirt and shorts instead. Wait. I'll get that for you."

"Huh? W-what?"

Christian walked towards your closet and as if he owns it, he easily finds your clothes and throws it at you.

"I'm turning the light out." and he did turn off the lights.

You have no choice but change. You felt that your clothes already wet from your sweat. When you finished changing, Christian sit beside your bed and gently put the wet towel on your forehead.

"Ian, you should really go now..." you said in between your coughs.

'How can I go when you're like this?' Christian thought as he looked at you.

You felt him get up. You closed your eyes. 'Finally, he's leaving.' you thought.

Christian sighed.

"Move over a bit." you heard him.

You opened your eyes not really understood what he said. But the next thing you know that Christian slip his body beside you - in the bed. Your body automatically moved from the side to give him space.

Now Christian is hugging you from the back. If the two of you are dating - then this might be normal - cuddling you as you're feeling cold. But the two of you are way far from dating!

'Shit! What is he doing! What is he thinking?! I don't know if this will help me or it will make it worse.' You can't help but worry. You need to calm down because you're not sure if Christian can feel how your heartbeat is running wild.

"You'll be less cold like this," Christian said. Every word he said, you can feel the warmth of his breath from the side of your ear.

"C-Chris-tian... you don't really have to-"

"Just stay still. I'll leave once you fall asleep." Christian said firmly. "You'll be asleep soon since you took the medicine."

'How in God's way can I be still in this situation?! God-someone please save me!'

"Y/N. Close your eyes and go to sleep," Christian said.

You closed your eyes. But really not know how you can fall asleep with the fact that you can feel his body heat.

You don't know if it's the fever or because of him, but you feel dizzy and your mind is a mess.

But one thing is clear.

Your heart is beating so fast and the warmth from Christian's arms that you don't feel cold anymore.

You tried to close off your heart - as best as you could. But Christian's warmth is slowly melting down the walls you barely created.

"Christian Yu... why are you doing all this for me? It's like... as if you love me... How can I push you away if you're going to be like this?" you froze when you realized that you voice out your thoughts.

Christian's arms around your waist tighten.

"You're right," Christian said as he leans closer that you can feel his breath from your right ear. "I do love you and I was a fool when I denied that fact - something that obvious. I know for a long time that I treated you differently from anyone else. I'm sorry if I pretend and fight what I was feeling just because I don't want to admit that what I said before was wrong."

You tried to move to face him but Christian stopped you and buried his head between your neck. He also holds your hand and tightens his embrace.

"Please. Let me hold you like this as you fall asleep. I promise I will leave as soon as your temperature goes down."

You said nothing and just pulled him closer to you.

'I think this is a good reason to love the snow season.' You slept smiling while at Christian's embrace.

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YOU ARE MINE FOREVER ~ CHRISTIAN YU

Request: Hey!!! Can you writhe a Christian Yu imagine wedding day and then wedding night 🤪😏 thx ❤️❤️❤️ fluff and smut pls 🙏🏻

A/N: I didn't have much time for writing during summer due to my work and now I'm back at school, so it's kinda difficult  😅 but here it is the one for Mr. Ian, there were two requests for him a long time ago. I hope you enjoy it cause I suck at writing smut.

Word Count: 1605

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, SORRY FOR ALL THE MISTAKES 

You waited for this day your whole life. It sounds cliche, but you did. Since you were a little girl you've dreamed about your wedding day, you always thought it's going to make you a Disney princess. As you grew up, having a princessy wedding was not that important to you anymore, all you wanted now was to have people you love next to you on that special day. The day you are going to marry your prince charming.

You would never expect that the one you gonna marry is going to be Christian Yu. You two have known each other since kindergarten, but you were never really friends. Everything changed in high school when you and he got paired up for a biology project. You became really good friends and as years passed you two fell in love with each other.

After almost 5 years of dating, you were in the middle of the dance floor dancing with the love of your life. You couldn't take off your eyes from Christian, he was absolutely stunning. The fact that you can call him your husband made you really emotional.

Your relationship wasn't perfect. You two had your ups and downs, but you learned how to overcome it together and make your relationship work. Christian wasn't a perfect man, he often forgot about important things regarding your relationship and he was making empty promises that he never kept, but you loved him endlessly and he loved you.

"What are you thinking about, love?" Christian whispered to your ear, his soft breath made shivers go down your spine. You looked up at him, his eyes glowing in the colorful lights that were pointed at you two swaying on the dance floor.

"I'm thinking about you, about us, and about everything we went through together"

Christian haven't said anything about your words, he just smiled fondly at you.

"I love you so much Y/N"

" I love you too Christian, a lot"

Your wedding party lasted till 4 am. Everybody was having so much fun and you were really happy about it, but as soon as it ended you could feel how tiredness overtook you, your eyes were closing on their own.

"Are you tired, baby?" Christian sat down on the chair next to you and pated your head gently.

"Mhm..." you mumbled to him as you snuggled into his white suit shirt. Christian arms wrapped around you in a sweet, warm hug. He smelled like cigarettes and Aqua Di Gio from Giorgio Armani ( smells like heaven )

You smiled slightly at the smell of the perfume. You remember when you bought it for him for the first time, as a gift for his 22nd birthday. It was such a long time ago and you still were together.

"I think we should go to our room, sweetie because if we don't you're going to fall asleep on this chair" Christian laughed at your current state, you were exhausted.

" Yeah, you're probably right but my feet hurt too much for me to go up the stairs to the second floor," you said dissatisfied. You really didn't want to go up these stairs.

"Come one you big baby, you can manage it" Christian dragged you up from the chair and led you towards the door" You followed him in his tracks with a big frown on your face, that your husband hasn't seen.

You sighed empathically to let him know how dissatisfied you were with the fact that you needed to walk, but he didn't react and kept on going to your hotel room.

You looked down on your feet, feeling pretty unhappy when you felt your feet leaving the ground, a big sigh of surprise leaving your mouth.

"What are you doing?" You looked at your husband, he had a cheeky grin on his face and his eyes were full of playful sparkles.

" I'm taking you to our room because If you're going to keep your tempo we're going to arrive there next week "

" You're not funny Barom, you do know that right?" You rolled your eyes at him as you squeezed your arms around his neck, a whine leaving his mouth.

" I thought you married me because I'm the funniest guy you've ever met"

" Absolutely not, Cline is the funniest guy I've ever met"

You didn't even know when you two had reached your room, it was always like that with Christian time was running fast and it seemed to you like an eternity would not be enough for you two to be with each other.

Christian entered the room with you in his arms. Your dress hanging in the air.

The room seemed cozy, it's light brown walls and a big bed made it somehow feel like home. 

"I think we should wash up, we both reck of sweat" Christian whispered in your ear after he put you on the ground. Even though he said that he still hasn't let go of you.  He was hugging you from the back, his arms seemed really big around your body. You were tiny compared to him.

"We should. Can you please help me take off my wedding dress, it might be hard for me to do it on my own"

Christian didn't say anything to your ask, he immediately went to undo the zipper of your beautiful white dress. His fingertips caressed your bareback, which send thousands of sparks down your spine.

His hands were warm and gentle, you felt your body temperature rising. Desire taking over you. You turned around to him, the dress falling to your feet leaving you only in the set of white lace lingerie. Christian's eyes widened at the side of you, his pupils turning black.

He didn't say any word, neither did you. In a span of a second, his hands were all over your body, lips attached to yours in a steamy kiss. You were feeling hot in every place he touched you.

What was once a kiss has turned into a heavy make-out session. You didn't even know, how you found yourself laying on the bed under your husband's muscular body.

Yours and Christian's heavy breaths filled the room, you two were lost in each other.

Christian got rid of your bra and tossed it somewhere, his lips immediately leaving kisses on your chest, a loud moan escaping your lips.

"Christian" you looked at him with your hooded eyes, he looked so good. His hair messy from your fingers that were running past them seconds before, his shirt undone giving you a sight of his tattooed, toned body.

"What do you want baby ?" His face was serious and his eyes had an erotic glimpse in them.

" I want you"

"Then take me" you groaned at his words. Sitting up you went to take off his clothes right away. He did not owe you and had taken off your panties, the only part of clothing on your body.

You pushed him on the back suiting yourself between his legs. Your lips finding a place around his dick. A loud groan leaving his mouth, his head falling back on the pillows. You looked up at him, your lips never leaving his manhood. You loved to suck him off, to see him so desperate and at your mercy.

You boobed your head down his shaft as far as you could, his cock hitting the back of your throat, making you choke a little.

Christian's breathing became heavier and sharper, it was a sign for you that he was near his climax. He felt this too, he catches your face in his hands and sprung you up to make you stop. His breath is still heavy from all the pleasure you were giving him.

"I want to cum in you baby" he whispered above your lips before giving you a kiss.

His words made your womanhood throb, arousal unbearable to handle by this point.

Christian didn't waste his time, his fingers rubbing your clit, gaining a loud moan from you. He smirked at the sight of you, worked up just from his fingers, his dick twitching.

" Baby, please. I need you inside me. Please" you were aware of the fact how desperate you sounded, but it has always been that way. You were always desperate for him.

There was no need to ask him twice. His dick filling you up right away, your walls squeezing around him, giving you two so much pleasure.

Christian's thrusts into you became faster and faster with every next one, making you a moaning mess.

" Oh my god, Christian! I'm gonna cum, oh my god!" You could bearly get any words out of yourself to captivated in the way how good he was making you feel.

" I got you baby, cum on my cock. Come one" He breathed out of his greeted teeth, his thrusts becoming even faster.

You came all over him with a loud scream leaving your mouth, your body shaking from your release.

Christian's body stopped moving into you seconds later, his semen filling you up.

You two were laying there next to each other, smiles on your faces. Your head laying on your husband's chest, his hands finding their place around you in a loving manner.

"You know that you are mine right? You are mine forever" He asked you

"Yeah, I'm yours. Just as much as you are mine"

[theforbiddenpriestess]

The Pharaoh & His Princess

Seven |

Ill Father, Stubborn Daughter

The man couldn't help but puke in the bowl.

A burst goosebumps shot from his shoulders, violently making him shiver before he flinged himself back into his bedsheets. He let out a pitiful noise and rubbed his swollen eyes.

His body felt like it was on literal fire.

"Here, this ought to make it better!" Merit Ptah said as she rushed over to Pharaoh. She draped a cold wet towel on his forehead.

"I beg of you Chief Physician, please make it stop. I wish to see my daughter." he groaned.

"It's alright my Pharaoh" she replied. She pushed back his sweaty blonde bangs and moved the towel on his forehead. "The medicine should work soon."

"How soon?" he asked miserably. His body was wrought with aches and shivers. "I feel like I'm in literal fire."

"You're just sick my Pharaoh, not dying. It is just a fever, that's all." Mahad spoke, trying to calm his best friend. Atem shifted his gaze at Mahad and gave him a thankful weak smile.

Mahad had brought in the best doctors in all of Egypt and made them run every test available. It turned out to be food poisoning from undercooked meat.

Plus a fever as well.

Luckily the Pharaoh was still young and in great health, he should make a speedy recovery.

"Just give it a day, my Pharaoh." Mahad said with a small smile.

"Another whole day? I need to get better now!" he groaned.

Chief Physician Merit sighed and draped a cold towel on him once more.

"I know, but you need to get better. Egypt can wait. You cannot. I do not like seeing you so ill."

"I miss Anippe." Atem weakly let out. Mahad couldn't help but smile.

They had been separated for exactly a week now, and it was killing them. They were not meant to be apart for this long, it was pure torture for them and everyone else. But the last thing the Palace wanted was for princess Anippe to get sick as well.

"She misses you, too. She's always asking for you," Mhad replied before Merit added jokingly, "Please get better soon. I fear that if you do not, our beloved crowned princess will destroy the Palace."

Atem let out a weak laugh before his features changed to determination. "Alright. I promise you both, I will get better."

Merit nodded before taking the towels in the bowl of cold water and leaving. Mahad gave Atem a gentle squeeze on his shoulder.

"You rest now. I will return later to check up on you."

"Thank you, Mahad."

--

It was evening when a "Psst!" awoke Atem.

With a groan, he sat up and walked slowly towards his balcony. The curtains separating him and the person out his balcony.

"Hello?" he asked, too tired to demand the guards outside his chamber's doors to seize the intruder

"Papa?" his daughter's voice called from behind the curtains.

"Anippe?" Atem asked, his eyes widening at the thought of his daughter just a few feet away from him.

"Thank Ra you're okay!" his nine-year daughter let out.

"Anipee," Atem began weakly, yet tried to act upset.

"How did you get up here? This balcony is at least fifty feet high from the courtyard."

Anippe was silent which made Atem grow more upset at her.

"Anippe," he began but his daughter cut him off.

"I'm not sorry Papa. I had to see you!"

She let her head down as she whispered "I miss you."

Atem smiled sadly at her small figure on the other side of the curtain.

"I miss you too, my princess." Atem replied with a tender smile on his face. He had missed his daughter so much that just hearing her beautiful voice made him feel one hundred times better.

"I'm coming in!" Anippe stated suddenly. Atem saw her shadow reach out to grab the curtain separating the. As much as he wished to embrace her, he stayed firm.

"Anippe, no! You'll get sick too!"

"I don't care," she said resolutely. "We can be sick together."

He frowned and shook his head. "No dear. You have to stay healthy."

"Well I don't!" she shot back.

She huffed and crossed her arms.

"I just want to see you Papa."

At that moment, Atem was tempted to yank the curtains separating him and his daughter, just so he could grant her request, but then he remembered how awful he had felt these past few days.

His daughter was everything to him. He had to protect her at all costs. He would never forgive himself if he caused her to be in pain.

"I'm sorry my love, but you can't come in. I promise you, I'll get better soon" he assured her.

"When I do, we can play together again. You just need to be a bit more patient." Atem added as he saw her shoulders slouch.

Her head lowered down.

"You promise?" she asked weakly.

"Yes my love," he nodded. "I promise you."

After a minute she stood up firm and let out a defeated sigh.

"Fine Papa."

Atem smiled.

Anippe turned around and retrieved a small bag from her waist.

"I brought you some food."

Atem was surprised. "You didn't eat your lunch?"

Anippe shrugged. "I'm not very hungry. Besides, it's your favorite today."

"Ta'amiya?" Atem eagerly asked as if his love for his daughter could not have grown even more.

"No, it's batarekh." she replied without emotion.

Atem froze at the name.

Before he could react Anippe burst out laughing.

"Of course it's not! They're ta'amiyas Papa!" she giggled.

"Anippe," Atem let out, setting a hand above his heart.

"Don't scare me like that again." he scowled jokingly as his daughter continued to laugh.

She placed the wrapped food on the ground before standing up and pointing, "It's right here, Papa. They are still somewhat warm. Please eat them and get better, okay?"

A big grin blossomed on the Atem's features. "Very well my love. I love you."

"I love you, too. Bye Papa!" Anippe replied before she made her way to the edge of the balcony and disappeared.

When he was sure she had left, due to the yelling of Mahad down below, he stepped out of the curtains and grabbed the delicious wrapped meal.

Atem noticed a pendant was holding the handkerchief from unfolding. Taking it off, Atem brought it closer to his face and smiled at the realization.

This was the same pendant he had given her when she was sick of the cold back when she was five years of summer.

The pendant was a figure of a cat, symbolizing the goddess Bastet.

Protector of children and homes from diseases.

--

Extra Scene:

"Why you ought to be ashamed of yourself Anippe! Fifty feet high? You've gone too far young lady!" Mahad scowled at the princess as she gave him an emotionless look.

"By the end of tomorrow, I want one hundred parchment scrolls saying "I promise to never disobey Master Mahad again." Do I make myself clear?" Mahad affirmed, crossing his arms.

"Yes Master Mahad." Anippe replied.

With a final nod, he confiscated her rope and began to walk away. Anippe looked down at her shoes.

"Oh and Anippe,"

The princess looked up to see Mahad's back on her.

"Next time, use the secret ladder in the west side of your father's chamber. His chamber has another balcony there. It's just deeply hidden."

Anippe didn't say anything. She let Mahad walk away, before her face broke into a huge smile.

___________________

Note(s):

"Bastet is the Egyptian goddess of the home, domesticity, women's secrets, cats, fertility, and childbirth. She protected the home from evil spirits and disease, especially diseases associated with women and children." - worldhistory .org

"The first known female doctor was Merit Ptah who lived in Egypt around 2700 B.C. According to her son who was a High Priest, she wasn't just any doctor but "the Chief Physician". " - TODAYIFOUNDOUT .COM

According to Kazuki Takashi (the creator of Yu-Gi-Oh), Atem's favorite food is Ta'amiya while his least favorite one is Batarekh.

"Another type of bean identified from ancient sources is ful nabed, a pale variety of the common broad bean (Vicia faba). Pharaonic cooks almost certainly invented ta'amia or falafel, fried rissoles made from mashed beans, onions, garlic, and spices. Coptic Christians consume large quantities of falafel during Lent. The Copts are said to be descended from the ancient Egyptians and many of their traditions are so old that their origins may well lie in Dynastic times." - Hilary Wilson on ta'amiya in her book, Egyptian Food and Drink.

"Fish were also salted or pickled in oil and, in later times, great quantities of preserved first were exported from Egypt. In some scenes of fish preparation, removal of the roes is shown. The dried and salted roe of the grey mullet, known as batarekh, is considered a great delicacy in modern Egypt and is reputed to be a recipe as old as the pharaohs." - Hilary Wilson on batarekh in her book, Egyptian Food and Drink.

Reference: The book is titled Egyptian Food and Drink by Hilary Wilson and is part of the Shire Egyptology series.

Author's Note:

Hey guys. I'm leaving the city today and won't be back till a week or two. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, wherever you are, cause by the time you'll read this I'll probably be freezing myself in Alaska. Take care and see you all soon.

[plussizeappreciationfics]

I would like to request an imagine for Christian Yu with his fine ass black S/O... How about something along the lines of with the pandemic happening and being in Korea while your family is in the states has left his S/O feeling kind of lonely so he takes you on a midnight drive on his motorcycle to which leads to some very passionate sex I'm talking about let's make a baby type of sex

Enjoy!

Christian taking care of your home sickness includes:

 -Him first trying his best to distract you with indoor games, which succeeds for a little while

 -But the pandemic never ending which results in him running out of ideas

 -Him then noticing how much you miss your family on how more time you spending texting and calling them than usual

 -Him feeling sorry for you because his family is always visiting the two of you

 -Him then getting the idea to take you on a motorbike ride around the city as you’re basically becoming a couch potato

 -“Chris, I don’t wannaaaaa”

 -“Please it won’t be long”

 -You giving in and taking a shower and changing into fresh clothes

 -The ride actually being fun as you love the wind blowing through your hair and just admiring the beautiful lights and city

 -Christian driving up a hill and then stops there to take a break, loving to see the amazement in your eyes as you’re looking down at the city, the view taking your breath away

 -The two of you sitting down on the blanket he brought along and sharing passionate kisses

 -The kisses soon turning needy and lustful

 -“Take me right here” you beg in his ear while feeling your wetness already pooled in your underwear

 -Christian growling while shuffling around until he’s lying on top of you, staring deeply into your eyes while he frees himself from his pants

 -You mewling out in ecstasy the second his hard length smoothly slides inside you, your inner walls happily welcoming him

 -The only sounds echoing in the air are you love sounds as your boo makes passionate love to you

 -Him not rushing anything, his strokes making you lose your mind as he know exactly how to move inside you while stealing delicate French kisses from your lips

 -Him whispering how much he loves you when he feels you near the edge

 -You moaning his name out loudly while clinging onto him for dear life, not caring if anyone could catch you in the act

 -Him quickly cumming after you, crying out your name in pure pleasure before rolling off you and catching his breath next to you

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-Emmanuelle 💋❤️

[caramel-velvet]

Dog Cafe Request- Christian Yu

How about a puppy play date with a hyper playful pup and Christian Yu/his dog Lori? Maybe with Christian finally asking the reader on a date? I'm thinking at a dog cafe, but go with what feels right to write. Please and thank youuu! 👀

So I kind of changed it but I tried to keep the format kind of the same… hopefully.

“Come on girl.” You called as Lori ran up to you. You couldn’t help but smile as you attached her leash to her collar. She followed you out your apartment, locking the door behind you, you couldn’t help yourself as you kneeled before her making sure there was no way she could get loose. “We’re gonna meet some other dogs and you can make some new friends” You cooed at her, rubbing behind her ears. “And maybe even get you some treats.” You laughed “As long as you promise not to tell your dad.” 

“Tell dad what?” You shot up looking over at Chrsitian. Lori running over to him standing on her hind legs excitedly as he bent down to pet her. 

“Sorry, you’re back early.” You kept your eyes trained on Lori.

“Oh yeah, caught an earlier flight.” He stood up looking at you directly. “Thought I’d stop by and pick her up. I know she can be a handful at times.” 

“Oh no, she’s great. Made me think of getting my own dog actually.” You smiled up at him.

Christian’s eyes gave you a once over. “Were you heading out? I thought I could get you lunch or something as a thanks for watching her.”

“Actually yeah, I mean, we-” you looked down at Lori who had sat at Christian’s side “I was gonna take her to a dog cafe.”

“And you didn’t want me to find out?” He tilted his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

“No, not at all, it was more the treats.” You laughed feeling your body heat up with embarrassment. 

Shaking his head, “Well you mind if I crash?” You couldn’t help the excited nod, handing him her leash.

“Of course not, saves me from having to make awkward conversation with the people there.” You clenched your now empty fist. “I hope you don’t mind walking, it’s only a few minutes from here.”

Christian walked with you on his left and Lori on his right. She seemed to have a bounce to her you couldn’t look away from as you all made your way through the city blocks. You felt your hand brush up against his a few times but never did anything about it. You let him carry on apologizing for the last minute request of having to dog sit.

When you had gotten to the dog cafe you two had talked, never really looking at each other, keeping your eyes trained on Lori and the other pups that she socialized with.

“Is it hard?” You looked at his profile.

“What’d you mean” He looked at you, taking a sip of his water.

“Traveling all the time and all that?”

“Sometimes,” he mused “it’s the last minute trips that kills me to be honest.” He glanced over at Lori again. “There’s some places I get to take her with me but there are times when I absolutely can’t, and it sucks quite frankly.” He looked at you again “I really do appreciate you watching her though.”

“Stop mentioning it. I loved dogs growing up and Lori’s the best.” You placed your hand over his only to move it away. “Anytime you need a sitter I’m here. I mean I’m no doggy hotel but I really enjoyed having her around.”

“Well just know you’re welcomed over to see her anytime.” He nodded.

“And she’s welcomed to drop by anytime.” You murmured. 

“Can I take that as an invitation as well?”

You pretended to think it over, glancing at Lori following a dog twice her size around the penn, “I’m not sure,” You teased. “Lori’s great company, she’s a great listener, super upbeat, and gives a mean kiss,” You laughed. “What do you have to offer?”

He had turned his body to face yours completely, “Well,” he moved closer to you “I’m great company as well. Maybe one day I can show you, you know, with just the two of us.” Your eyebrows raised. “No, no I mean not like that. I mean that way as well too-maybe. In time but you know like a date you know with the two of us.” He babbled. 

“It’s okay, I’d like that too you know. Even in the other way as well.” You laughed moving to kiss his cheek quickly. Smiling at him only to turn your attention back to Lori as she ran towards the two of you.

[excusemyobsessions]

Utterly and secretly in love. (x Christian Yu)

Christian Yu

Word count: 1540 words

Scenario: From anonymous: “Could I please request a Chritsian Yu x F/reader drabble. From how you both started out as friends, as that you work at DPR. To both catching feelings and start dating secretly, then the boys catch on and confront you both at they see a change in the way you both treat each other.”

Genre: Drabble, Scenario, Fluff, Female specific

Little note: Extra points if you get the hiccup reference. ❤️

“Stop being so uptight.” Christian threw over his shoulder as he entered the studio room ahead of you.

“What do you mean uptight? I’m just trying to do my job!” You answered him as you followed him into the room. “Plus, if you thought I was uptight you wouldn’t have hired me.”

“Correction…” He said as he sat down on his chair, in front of the computer. “…If I knew you were this uptight, I wouldn’t have hired you.” He shot, turning towards the computer.

You gasped as if you had just been punched across the face out of nowhere.

You and Christian were like that almost since you had been hired. As DPR was growing, Scott had found that they might need more help and that’s where you got in. You were already acquainted with the group and were quite honestly a fan of their whole work, but it was only after you started working with them that you became close.

The reality was that you and Christian would bicker all the time, but you were all good friends. You spent as much time at his apartment as the guys and actually it was one of your favorite places to be. He had a gorgeous view of the city and you absolutely loved it. You were as in love with the sunset as he was, and he so happened to have a big window turned towards it.

You were one of the few girls in the group although to all of them, you were just another dude. You could positively say you had most likely seen all of them in boxers although by now it was quite normal to you. There was no point in saying anything really.

You were very fond of all of them, especially Christian. You were utterly comfortable around him and he always seemed to know what to say when you felt troubled. However, that didn’t stop you two from bickering all the time. You had never been called uptight all your life. In fact, people would say you didn’t care enough… but somehow, he would keep saying you were uptight. Was it because he could see it ticked you off?

It pissed you off so bad at first you couldn’t even look at him… until it wouldn’t anymore. He had purposely pissed you off so many times that you had probably gotten used to it by then. Even your bickering had started to… slow down?

Some day you realized how your eyes kept slipping towards him when you laughed along with the group or how you’d especially feel the lack of his presence when he was too busy to hang out. When you entered his apartment and he was half-naked, your eyes would trail after him as he went to get clothes and were your cheeks warming up all of a sudden? When he insisted he’d cook for you, you sat at his kitchen counter watching him, utterly starstruck.

Eventually, you realized you had utterly and dumbly fallen in love with Christian. And you fought it so hard. You were a true trooper for the longest time, ignoring all and any of his attempts to flirt with you as thought it was all in your head and that he was just being nice… in between your bickering which was still there just a little quieter.

What you didn’t know was that it wasn’t just you being delusional. He too had eventually realized he had utterly and quite sincerely fallen in love with you. He found himself staring at you as you were sitting on the computer concentrated on your work, his eyes would trail along your neckline when you tied your hair up and suddenly, he wanted to pamper you every now and then. He loved messing with you because it got your attention and you were just adorable when you got mad (well, when you got mad over those small things because when you were mad for serious reasons then everyone got mad along with you).

It happened naturally. Over two cans of beer and while you two sat by the window watching Seoul and it’s brightness after the sun had set, the mood was just right.

“You know…” He started, leading his can to his lips to take a small sip of the beer. “You probably haven’t noticed it yet, but I like you.”

Although the mood was just right, you refused to let your heart take over that moment and logically thought he was just messing with you again. You grinned.

“I like you too, dude.” You told him with a chuckle.

He instantly realized his words hadn’t sunk in and he couldn’t help but chuckle. He couldn’t believe you were that clueless.

“I mean that though. I really do like you.” He insisted, reaching over to take your free hand in his.

Now that was something he had never done before. Your heart felt like it would jump out of your chest right there and then and finally, you let it take over. Logic could no longer explain how his eyes were sparkling as he looked at you.

It took you a second to answer but when you did, you just let your own confession to slip through your lips.

“I like you too.” You told him, giving his hand a little squeeze.

He smiled at you and leaned towards you, your eyes fluttering close when he pressed his lips to yours.

And so, you two started dating. Unofficially. Secretly. For no special reason, you two were just utterly awkward when the topic of telling the others came up. That’s how you kept it a secret for around a month. You were still lovey-dovey just not in front of the crew. PDA was a no for now as well. But you still went on dates, had dinner together… etc.

One day the whole crew decided to go out for a drink at a pub. You sat on tall stools around a table and you so happened to sit next to Christian. It wasn’t like you two had never sat together anyway. Your knees did brush against each other every now and then though.

So in between beers, Scott suddenly spoke up.

“So, Rome, you haven’t talked about girls in a while.” He tossed, taking a sip of beer.

You could swear it was like the scene of a drama unfolding right in front of you. As soon as Scott said that, Christian almost choked on his beer as he was taking a sip out of it, setting it down with a chuckle. One of his hands dropped onto his knee.

“So, there’s really no one? At all?” Scott insisted although it didn’t seem like he was doing it with any specific intention. It seemed like casual talk.

Of course, you’d been caught off guard as well and were trying to read Scott. Maybe he knew of you and Christian? Was he really just casually talking of girls?

“I mean, there is someone I have my eye on.” Christian answered, with a cheeky little smirk.

You peeked towards him and couldn’t help but smile along with him as the table broke in oohs. Wasn’t he just the cheekiest every now and then.

“And her?” Scott asked with a grin.

“I think she’s into me too.” Christian answered with a proud look to him, stealing a chuckle from you.

The table was in uproar again, questions and praises shooting from left and right. You were truly amused, trying your best to not let your gaze linger on Christian for too long so you wouldn’t be caught staring at him. But you did want to up that drama momentum so, under the table, and since it was so close to yours, you placed your hand on top of his that was resting on his knee. His reaction was the funniest as, as soon as you did, a surprised hiccup escaped him. Again, a chuckle escaped you and Dabin as well who also heard him hiccup.

Christian didn’t take long to respond though, turning his hand to gently grip yours. Of course, once you realized you were holding hands, your cheeks started to heat up and you moved your hand out of his grip to fan yourself, complaining about the heat and catching him smirking from the corner of your eye.

Of course, your secret didn’t last long. People started finding it weird how you’d look at each other, how thoughtful you were towards each other, how you weren’t bickering as much, how you two would be in a good mood at the same time all the time… and a “babe” might have escaped you at some time?

Funny enough, it was Dabin who brought it up. A simple “Are you two dating?” and you knew you had had enough of hiding. Why hide from your closest friends anyway? And so you came clean, to everyone while holding hands and getting a few playful “ews”. And it felt good? Everyone questioned why you two had kept it a secret and laughed at your awkwardness confessing you were awkward.

So that’s how you two went from utterly and secretly in love to utterly and freely in love with each other.

Masterlist guide

[submissivekpop]

kisses; christian yu

Requested: yes Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, teasing, dom!Reader, sub!Christian Words: 1500+ A/N: anon asked for something “hard” and I honestly have no idea if this classifies as hard or what... hope you like it anyways!

«I wanna cum too.»

You force yourself to open your eyes to look at the squirming man beneath you.

«Please» he adds, as soon as your gaze meets his.

He looks so pretty like this, you think, sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, face flushed and bottom lip caught between his teeth – biting down so hard that it might start to bleed. With every move you make, he fights the urge to just close his eyes and give in to the pleasure – but he doesn't, because you told him to keep on looking at you, no matter what.

What a good boy, always listening and obeying to your every order. You wonder if, maybe, he didn't disobey while you weren't watching but, there again, he's so well behaved that he'd never do it.

«Not yet�� you say, and you can't help but giggle when he whines.

Making a mess out of your boyfriend wasn't exactly what you expected when your date night started, and yet here you are, towering over him while he tries to hold back his orgasm as long as possible, not wanting to disobey you – or, even worse, disappoint you.

It all started with kisses, a few soft pecks on his cheek while watching a movie. A very boring one, if you had to be honest. He didn't react, at first, in spite of the fact that kisses always managed to turn him on. Maybe he's just not in the mood, you thought, before giving up and turning your attention back to the movie. Not even a couple of minutes passed, though, before he was shyly trying to get you to kiss him a bit more. Gladly giving in, you moved from his cheek to his hypersensitive neck, barely touching it, enjoying the small whimpers he let out when your breath hit his skin. Then, you switched to some gentle open-mouthed kisses, which, much to your amusement, sent shivers down his spine. Eventually, he turned to you, allowing you to finally kiss his soft lips. He moaned into the kiss, a deep, guttural moan that soon turned into an endless strings of small whimpers as you nibbled his lips, before climbing onto his lap and starting to grind on him. After a heavy make out session, filled with the sweetest noises and the dirtiest words you've ever heard, you led your extremely needy boyfriend to your bedroom. There, on your bed, you started your teasing once again.

«Please, Y/N, more...» he pleads, but you're not ready to give in. Not yet.

His neck is painted in several shades of red, with some pretty purple spots. You feel proud of yourself, you're doing a great job. Tomorrow, it'll look even better. Unless he decides to cover them, of course.

Slowly moving on top of him, you wonder how the scene might look from a third point of view. You're rubbing your almost naked core onto him, still fully clothed. Someone might think it's unfair, but you know exactly how much he loves it, even if he'd never say out loud.

«You're so good to me, Ian» you say, and he smiles. «Letting me do whatever I want to you.»

He nods.

«I'm yours.»

You know he means it, he always does. After several months of dating, you've come to the conclusion that it's his favourite thing to say. At the same time, it's becoming your favourite thing to hear, even more than the heavenly noises he lets out when you're making him feel good, or the little grunts he does when you tug on his hair just right, or even the way he repeats your name when you finally allow him to have his release.

Taking off his shirt, much to his delight, you let your hands wonder across his chest. He's been working out, you know that, and his effort is finally paying off – not that you care too much, you love him regardless of his physical shape. Your fingers gently graze over his tan skin, goosebumps following them wherever they go. As you get closer and closer to his crotch, right where he really needs you, you can feel his breathing becoming heavier. He's no longer moaning nor whimpering, he's just watching you so intently that you feel as if his glare could pierce right through your head. His bottom lip is back between his teeth, and this time you're sure about it, it's bleeding. You wipe your thumb across his lip, and he seizes the opportunity to suck your finger. You let him, it's not like it bothers you – actually, you love it.

«Let me take these off» you say, motioning towards his pants, and he eagerly nods.

Lifting his hips up, he allows you to pull them down, not taking his eyes off of you for a second. When your hand touches his crotch, his whole body jerks, while a loud whimper escapes his mouth. You palm him through his boxers, taking in the beautiful sight in front of your eyes.

«So beautiful» you praise, kissing his abs, right above his v-line. «And all mine.»

«Y-Yes, I'm all yours!» His words are louder than he intended to, but, in that moment, he doesn't really care. As long as you're happy with it, he is as well.

Taking off his boxers, you finally free him, allowing his member to rest across his abdomen. When you graze your nails along his thighs, it twitches. You do it several times, enjoying how his body reacts to your touch, and each time he hisses louder and louder. He's at his limit, you know that. There's precum on the tip of his cock, which now looks redder and, if possible, harder than before. Giving a quick look to the clock on your night stand, you realize how long you've been teasing him for. You're actually surprised he didn't try to persuade you into giving in earlier. You have to admit it, if he had, you would have probably complied. You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter every passing second, and you can't wait to finally feel him inside you.

Kneeling next to him, you jerk him off for a couple of minutes, before deciding to take him into your mouth. When you do, he thrashes his head onto the pillows, his eyes wide shut as he lets out a breathy moan.

«Fuck, Y/N...» is the only thing he manages to say, inhaling deeply as you bob your head up and down his length.

It doesn't last long. His reaction, together with your own need to have him inside you, forces you to stop what you're doing, quickly take off your panties, and then climb onto him once again, teasing your entrance with his tip.

«Please, just fuck me» he says, his voice cracking in the middle of the sentence.

Nodding, you sink onto him, watching how his mouth slowly takes an 'o' shape. Neither of you moans, the pleasure is so much that it's almost impossible to make any sound.

You set your pace immediately, not too fast but not too slow either, just enough for the both of you to last for some more time. The only thing you can hear is an endless chanting of your name, with some curses in between, his voice shaky but loud nonetheless.

«Y-You fill me up so well, baby» you say, leaning over to kiss him. When you do, he moans into your mouth, while his tongue desperately intertwines with yours. It's a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss, there's saliva everywhere, but neither of you cares.

His hands move to your back, bringing you as close to him as possible, his nails leaving some scratches behind. His hips, moving from beneath you, meet yours in the best way possible, bringing you closer to your orgasm. Your hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing it in circular motions, as he thrusts into you. A few minutes later, you're clenching around him, as you feel a wave of pleasure rushing into you.

«Y/N, c-can I cum?» he begs, knowing that he's not going to last long. «Please, Y/N, please!»

«Yes, cum for me, baby» you say, finally granting him his release.

He comes saying your name, as he always does, and he doesn't stop repeating it until you get off of him. You can feel his seed dripping on your thighs, something you know he loves. He's watching you, clearly enjoying what's before his eyes.

«You did so well, baby» you reassure him, laying down next to him and moving his damp hair from his forehead, before placing a chaste kiss there.

«I did?» he asks, and you know that the only thing he wants right now is to be praised.

«Of course» you say. «You took my teasing extremely well, I'm really proud of you.»

He smiles, content, turning his face to you, silently asking for another kiss. More than happy to comply, you kiss him.

It doesn't take long before both of you start to fall asleep, in the comforting dim light of your bedroom, laying next to each other, sweet 'I love you's whispered to each other.

Feedback is always appreciated!

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The Heart wants what it Wants (A/F) - Christian Yu

requested: Dpr ian with angst and fluffy please ?? - masterlist  - read it listening to the title’s song

You felt like you couldnt handle it anymore. Being with Christian since you two were young and watching him change drastically from the person you knew to his current persona. He didn’t look like he loved you anymore, you could feel he was just pushing this relationship because he didn’t know how to end it, and neither did you. All you could think was “I think I just have to adapt myself to his new reality if I want to keep it with him”. You didn’t really didn’t have another option, you were used to his kiss, to his laugh, to his lifestyle, you didn’t know how to restart from the zero with someone knew, but livin that way with him would kill you.

Last time you saw him was Thursday. You understood he was a party guy and you had changed your mind  and had become a stay in kind of girl, but it was stupid how cocky he was acting, “I want to party and you don’t want to come with me so I’ll go by myself” he’d say before leaving for days and letting you there, crying, depressed, feeling regretful. You moved in because of him, you fought with your friends for him. For years your mother didn’t talk to you because of him, and that was how he retributed. Not that you didn’t realize what he was doing, but you knew him, you knew it was only a phase, he’d come back as he did when he was sad, or needing someone to have sex with.

The impression you had was that you were becoming a sexual toy, and you were ashamed of that. You knew how toxic this relationship had become and all you did was cry and not think about it. Having your normal life when he was there, even when he wasn’t really paying attention on you, or when he’s complain you were to touchy and when he screamed at you because you wasn’t giving him enough of your body just because you were tired. “I guess I just don’t love myself” you’d think. All this mess was known by only one person. Dabin would listen to all your crisis and cries, when you felt like going away he calmed you and said Chris did love you, he was just a little lost.

Lost. That was the word. Of course Christian was lost. Hanging out with the “trendy” guys. The tattoed, motorcicle owner guys, he would never do it one, two years ago, when you two were already together for a while. Sometimes you’d think you didn’t have a boyfriend, but how could you meet new people if everytime you’d go out without his permission you’d listen to his angry thoughts, having you even more ashamed of yourself.

“Where were you” you said hearing the door open, “Hanging out with Woo and his friends” he answered kissing your forehead, “I missed you, you didn’t even text me” you complained, “I was busy babe, you know how it is” Christian defended himself not really seeing himself being a shitty af person, “When will we hang out again?” you asked getting up and hugging him, “You don’t like to go out anymore! I think we can marathon something today” he answered and you kissed him, “Chris, you know I do like to hang out, but I don’t really enjoy going out with these new friends of yours”, “So we have a problem here” he kept.

“Chris” you called him. He looked back with those lovefull eyes and you hesitated, “Am I bothering you? Do I disturb your plans?”. He couldn’t believe you had asked that again. Chris looked at you firmly, “Do you want to talk? I really feel we need this, I’ve been trying to push this away but there’s no better timing than now” he questioned and you already felt tears rolling down, “Don’t cry already love, let’s try to talk without crying” he said going with his hands through your hair.

“Did Dabin talk to you?” you started, “Yesterday. He made me realize what I have been doing these past months” he looked regretful ,”I cant take this anymore Chris, I don’t feel like you love me anymore. You have become someone toxic to me, you made me feel like shit when you screamed at me just because I didn’t want to fuck. What am I to you? A whore? Because for the past seven months all you did with me was sex, and not even casual, smooth, soft sex, you were rough, you hurt me, not that  I didn’t consent to that, but you know? I felt bad, I felt like I had failed with you, I stopped loving myself because everything I did you try to get your attention was a failure, I lost weight, I bought new loungerie, I cut my hair, I did my best for what? For you to go party with some unknown girls. I’m tired of being a burden” you sobbed while finally confessing your feelings.

Barom was shocked. He cried like someone had died. He was finally seeing what he had done to you, how bad he had treated you. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t know. I’m so sorry I became this monster you’re trying to keep a relationship with, you don’t deserve me, I fucked everything up, all these years for me to fuck everything up!” he was so lost. “I didn’t give up on you because I still believe you can be the Barom I met years ago, the one who would cuddle with me, go live with me, go shopping, live with me. The one who I was pleasured to be with, the one who I loved to feel on me, the one I felt amazed when fucked me. I just want you to change, or I’ll leave”.

Now everything was set up. You opened your whole heart for him, finally feeling like he was sober enough to understand and see that he was wrong. “Don’t leave me. Help me. I think I got too excited because those cool guys had accepted me with them, I forgot the beauty I had home, the love of my life. I doubt I could leave without you, I messed up, I did our relationship a toxic one, almost an abusive one. I didn’t really see how demonized I was, ony using you for my own pleasure and forgetting to see your side. But please, help me changing and turning back to who I was. Help me finding myself. I guess this is what I heart wants, and he knows what he wants.”

You rushed to hug him, you two cried like two children without their candy. You could see truth in his words, and that’s why you sobbed even more. “I will give you only one chance, I cant destroy myself more, I’m broken Christian, you don’t believe how dark these last days were. I even thought on killing myself, I was disappointed I let you become who you did, I was disappointed to myself for not knowing how to end this nightmare, I just wanted all of this to end”. You kept confessing, making him feel even worse, “I am so sorry Y/N, you know I am not who I really am, I need your help finding myself again, don’t leave, I will change, I cant believe I made you feel like that, I feel so full of regrets, I love you so much” he said putting his head on your neck. The rest of that night was full of confessions, you two were finally seeing a light, an end for those dark days was coming.

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Built-In Alarm Clock {Christian Yu}

Prompt:  Christian Yu smut where he wakes you up in the night because he’s needy, thank you

Pairing: Christian x Reader

Word Count: 1.778k

Warning: none~

**I need more Christian Yu/ Jay park/ Dean/ Zico/ Monster Woo requests!

"Y/N," Christian tiredly whispered into your ear, his arm tightening around your waist. He didn't know why he was whispering your name into the darkness until his brain registered he had been grinding his hips against your ass in his sleep. "Y/N," He repeats tiredly, stopping his hips much to his dismay.  "Y/N," His voice is stretched out into a long whine, and you groan as you wake up. Christian is stubborn and needy when he's horny which has resulted in him waking you up in the wee hours of the morning, more than once. "Y/N," He repeats once again, running his hand up the side of your body, grabbing your breast with his large hand, giving it a light squeeze. "Wake up," You groan once again letting him know you were up. You open your eyes, most of the room illuminated by the light of the moon, it was some time in the middle of the night.

"What the hell do you want Christian?" You ask although you knew exactly what he had woken you up for and if you didn't you could certainly feel his erection against your ass.

"You know what I want," He pouts, burying his face in the crook of your neck, pushing himself against your ass once again.

"It's," You reached over on the nightstand, picking up your phone to show that it was indeed 3:22 in the morning and the both of you had to be to work in a few hours. "3 in the morning," You grunt, going to roll over only for Christian to stop you.

"You don't have to move, just let me, let me take care of you," You and Christian were naked from earlier in the night, the both of you had gone rounds-literally rounds. The memory of you under him, writhing and begging for him to fuck you harder burned in his mind. The memory of you on top of him, riding his dick like your life depended on it also burned in his memory and that's what got him as hard as he was now. Christian's hand moves back down your body and your lift your leg so he can have access between your legs. He cups your heat and runs a finger up your slit and much to his surprise, you're soaked.

You hum in appreciation, "I was dreaming about earlier tonight," You explain and Christian pushes his slender digit into your tight walls, you whimper at the stretch and push yourself back against him.

"You've got to stop that so I can prep you," He hums against your ear, pulling his finger from your entrance, running his finger back up your slit to your clit, gently swiping back and forth. Your thighs clamp around his hand and you begin to move your hips down against his hand. Christian's cock only hardens at the sounds of your soft whimpers, and he runs his finger down your clit again-pushing the digit inside of your slick entrance. "You're dripping princess, I think you're ready for my cock now,"

"I'm ready Christian," You moan and push back against him, "Just fuck me already," Christian chuckled at your desperate plea and he cups the back of your knee and lifts your leg in the air. Too eager you reach back and grab his cock, placing the tip of his cock at your entrance. Christian knows he's riled you up and he wants to drag it on for as long as possible.

"Do you want me to fuck you Y/N?" He teasingly whispers in your ear, pushing the tip of his cock into your slick hole, you can hear the pop as the room falls silent, the both of you holding your breaths. "Do you want to feel my cock princess?" Christian's words are shaky as he pushes into you, his hips meeting your ass. "Beg me to fuck you Y/N, beg me to fuck you," You scoff,

"You wake me up at three in the morning and you want me to beg you to fuck me..." Christian pulls away, pulling out of you.

"Beg." The one word is like a weight dropped on your chest and your breath hikes. "Beg me to fuck you, princess," He keeps the tip of his cock at your entrance, and moves his hand up your body, wrapping his fingers around your throat.

"Christian," You whimper, your core now throbbing with need. "Please fuck me," You don't argue with him on it anymore too tired and horny to do so. "Please fill my needy pussy with your cock Christian, I need you so fucking bad right now, please just fuck me, please." Christian feeds into your plea, satisfied with your words.

"Good girl," He smiles against your ear, slowly pushing his cock into your needy pussy as you had begged him to do. You moan as he slowly fills you up, goosebumps rising on your skin as his hips meet your ass again. It's getting too hot so you have to flip the cover off the both of you. Christian's arm under your body grips your tit, circling the hardening bud with his thumb. "You're so tight and warm wrapped around my cock," He moans in your ear, grinding his hips against your ass. You clench around him in response, leaning back into his touch.

"Stop talking and just fuck me," You groan, pushing your ass back against him. "Please and thank you," Christian chuckles at your moodiness and pulls out of you once again. "What the hell?" You turn to look at him over your shoulder and he smiles, turning to lie on his back. "Christian what the hell are you doing?"

"Ride me, princess," He pats his thighs and you turn over to face him, "I know I said you wouldn't have to move but if you want to control the pace, ride me." He pats his thighs again and you sigh, getting up. You swing a leg over his lap, straddling his waist,

"I hate you," You mumbled, grabbing his cock and sinking down on him. You take every inch of him without complaint, your pussy swallowing him whole.

"For hating me so much, you're so wet." Christian smiles at the thought and his hands find their way to your hips. You roll your eyes at him and plant your hand on his chest, grinding down on him. Christian goes to open his mouth to comment on your teasing but you shut him up when you clench around him, slowly pulling off of him. Christian loses it every time you do that, "Fuck," He moans, "That's not even fair," You circle your hips, and sink down onto him once again.  "You're pulling out at the stops," He grunts, pushing up into you.

"The quicker you cum the quicker I can go back to sleep," You teasingly smile, clenching around his cock again. Your nails dig into his pecs, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding," You lean over him and press your lips against his. Christian wraps an arm around your waist, one hand coming up to cradle the back of your head. You pull away from the kiss and pepper his face in kisses, making him giggle.

"Stop, stop," He laughs, playfully slapping your ass, his attitude a harsh comparison to the attitude he had earlier. You smile at his giggling, sitting up once again. "You're so childish," He pouts and you roll your eyes, circling your hips once again.

"You love it," Christian's giggling stops when you clench around him, raking your nails down his chest.

"I do," He comments, hands grabbing your hips once again. He uses this grip on your hips to thrust up into you. He knows you like the back of his hand and grows cocky as he angles his hips, hoping to find your path of nerves. You let him take charge of the pace again, lightly rolling your hips into his. He knows he's found your sensitive spot when you lurch forward, your body shaking, a soft moan of his name falling from your lips. "There we go," You wraps an arm around your waist again and begins to pound up into you, his other hand dropping between your thighs, thumb finding your clit. You lean forward, resting your head against his chest. His hips meet your ass in a harsh manner, the sound of skin meeting skin fills the room along with your muffled moans as you bury your face in his chest. Christian smiles to himself as your juices roll down his cock, needy and desperate moans leaving your lips as he gives you exactly what you want. His cock. Christian's fingers adjust to the new position and his index finger and middle finger begin to rub your slickened clit.

"Christian I'm close," You whine, pushing yourself up off of him, grinding down into his lap. "I just want to cum," Christian moans at your neediness, you also got so whiny and needy when you were tired and he couldn't help but to spoiled when you were tired.

"Come on princess, cum for me," His fingers move quicker over your clit and his thrust up into you are quicker, harder and you're completely fucked out.

"Shit Christian!" You hiss, freezing on top of him, thighs tightening around his waist. You shudder as you cum, hanging your head. Your nails dig into his pecs as you need something to hold yourself up, your orgasm taking away every bit of energy you had left in your body.

"You're so good to me princess, so fucking good." He pulls you down into him, hand cradling the back of your head, forehead pressed against his. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," He mumbles, pressing quick and sweet kisses against your lips. You feel him filling you with his hot seed and you smile in content as he shudders beneath you. Christian twitches as he finishes his orgasm, before going limp-every once of energy drained from his as well. You lightly laugh as you roll off of him, lying on your back. Christian rolls on his side, slinging an arm over your waist. "Thank you, princess, I love you." He kisses your forehead and you tiredly smile,

"Love you too," and the last thing you remember is Christian pulling the covers over the both of you and him pressing a quick and final kiss against your lips.

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“...We Can?”

Requested by an anon. It’s a Police AU. I also made Christian a Detective because it easier for me to write. If this isn’t what you asked for I apologize. I suck at AUs. 

Christian Yu X Female Reader

Request: A Police AU, where the reader is a secret agent and they meet through a mutual friend at a party in his house. Christian falls for her and he told her. She tells him it’s not going to work but he says otherwise.

"We can’t do this."

"What if I say we can?"

You were on a mission. You didn’t come for no reason. You had a reason to be here. Dressed in your best attire. Dressed in a Sequins Off Shoulder Mini Party Dress and white 5 inch high heels. Your hair in a high ponytail and your makeup, bold. You were hiding in plain sight.

You were apart of the special unit in the Gangnam Police Station. Your unit was full of secret agents. You were a cop, but more than a cop. You got to do things not all cops did. You were the best damn agent in Gangnam, maybe all of Seoul. No matter where you went, everyone knew your name.

"Special Agent L/N! Welcome!" Chief Jung greeted, bowing slightly.

"Chief Jung, good to see you again. It’s been a long time. How is Jiyoung?" You questioned.

"She’s good. A true handful but I’m learning." Chief Jung explained with his usual bright smile.

You giggled softly.

"Come on in."

You stepped inside of the place, looking around.

"Woah."

"Nice place huh?" A familiar voice said.

You looked down to see your best friend of all time, Jiyong. You met Jiyong through the Police Academy. The two of you had been chosen to go on to train to become an agent. Jiyong had become your partner. He saved your ass and you saved his countless times. The both of you were leading the Gangnam Police Force, with the other Detectives and Cops running behind the two of you. There hasn’t been a case the two of you were put on that hasn’t been solved and in the suspect was put into prison.

"Yeah. Who’s place is this?"

"It’s Yu’s place. Wait, you’ve never meant Detective Yu, have you?" He questioned.

You shook your head.

"Well, that has to change. Come on."

You followed behind Jiyong, still looking around the house. The two of you headed upstairs. Jiyong opened the door to a secluded room, to reveal a couple of Detectives and Cops.

"Well if it isn’t Agents Kim and L/N." One Detective spoke up.

"Agent L/N is here, the party can officially start now." Another Detective added to your left, winking at you. You rolled your eyes. Jiyong walked to up one guy. You assumed that he was Detective Yu. Jiyong looked over at you, motioning for you to come over. You walked over to Jiyong and the mysterious stranger.

"Christian, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Christian."

Christian put out his hand. "Nice to meet you."

You put your hand in his. He kissed the top of your hand. You giggled softly.

"Stop flirting with my partner in front of me. She’s like my sister." Jiyong interrupted the two of you.

"Then can you give us some alone time?" Christian looked over to Jiyong, raising an eyebrow.

Jiyong rolled his eyes, walking over to another group of officers.

"Now, where were we?" Christian questioned. You gave him a small smile.

The clock struck midnight. The party was still going on. A few people had left but the party had still been going on strong. A couple of people, drunk and passed out around the bottom floor of Christian’s house.

"I don’t know why I agreed to have the party here," Christian admitted.

You smiled.

Christian continued. "There is only one good thing about having the party here."

"And that is?" You asked.

"I get to spend some time with you." He answered.

You let out a small giggle, taking a sip from your glass of red wine. You put your glass down on the counter, looking back over to Christian.

"Some Detective Yu, enough about me. You still haven’t told me a thing about you. I’m very interested." You rested your chin on the palm of your hand.

"I don’t think there is anything interesting about me." He added.

"Aw, come on. There has to be something more to the sexiest Detective on the Gangnam Force."

"I’m the sexiest detective on the Gangnam Force?" He repeated questionably, pointing toward himself.

You nodded. "There has to be something."

"Well, I was born in Sydney, Australia. I moved here when I was 18 years old. I went through the Police Academy rather quickly. Not too many people in the force like me. They say I get special privileges because I’m not a 5."

You let out a snicker. "You’re more like a 7.7."

"Damn, that’s so low." He frowned playfully, continuing. "How come I’m a 7.7 when you’re a perfect 10?"

"How come a 7.7 is flirting with a perfect 10?" You asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe I like a challenge."

You picked up your glass of wine, putting it to your lips, taking another sip. Christian looked at the time on his watch.

"Damn, it’s already midnight. We spent all night talking."

You looked at the time, before nodding. "I really enjoyed tonight. Usually, I don’t go to house parties. Well, I don’t really go to parties at all, but I really enjoyed this one, because I got to talk to you. As much as I don’t want to leave, I have to."

He let out a tired sigh. "A few more minutes?" He begged.

"I can’t. I’m sorry to rush off like this. Here." You picked up a napkin and a pen, writing your name and number down on it. You handed him the napkin.

"Text me whenever. I really have to go Christian. Thank you for tonight." You stood up, walking out of his house.

He stared at the napkin, letting out a small sigh.

It had been a few months since you had met Christian. The two of you had been texting and calling back and forth. More like he was texting and calling you non stop. Being an Agent and a Detective were two very different positions. While he was mostly looking for everyday criminals, you were hunting the big guys.

All of your attention was on your job. You didn’t have time date, nor did you really want to. You had flings here and there but nothing too serious. Your job was your boyfriend and that was it.

You and Jiyong had pulled off a huge case, ending an underground ring of drugs. It had been one of the biggest busts in awhile. With the ending of this case, the department granted you some free time off, but you didn’t listen. You were at work the next morning, trying to figure out what case you could solve next.

You were in the evidence room, looking over evidence from a cold case from seven years ago that had never been solved. The door opened and in walked Christian with two coffees.

"Hey! Y/N! I need to talk to you!" Christian shouted.

You let out a sigh, turning to him with your arms folded.

"What, Christian?"

"So I’m guessing you can’t answer texts or calls?"

"I’m busy. I have things to do."

"You could at least tell me that. I texted you seven times this morning asking if you wanted anything and you didn’t even read my message. I get you are in a higher and better position than I am, you could still at least text me once in awhile so I don’t feel like I’m talking to myself." He said a bit frustrated.

"Fine! I don’t want anything!"

"Too late. I got you coffee." He handed you a coffee.

"Christian, you shouldn’t have."

"Well I did, now will you please talk to me?"

You nodded and headed out of the evidence room with him, walking outside of the station. The two of you walked to the park that was nearby. The two of you sat on the bench, looking around the park.

There were a few seconds of awkward silence before you decided to speak up.

"Why have you been texting me so much?"

"Do you want a lie or do you want the truth?" He answered your question with a question.

"The truth of course."

"I like you." He confessed.

Your eyes widened at his confession. You had found him attractive and he was a nice guy, but there was no way you had time for both Christian and your job without making someone upset.

"Christian, I don’t know what to say."

"Don’t say anything at all." He said, moving closer to you.

He softly placed his lips on yours. You let out a gasp. The kiss had lasted about seven seconds before you pulled away, looking away from him. You stood up, as did he.

"We can’t do this."

"What if we can?"

You turned back to him. "I don’t have time for a relationship right now. I can’t give you and my job the attention the both of you need. I don’t want to hurt you and I won’t. I can’t be with you."

He grabbed your wrist. "I’m not asking you to quit your job, Y/N. I’m not asking you to give me more attention than your job. Fuck, I’m not even asking for attention. All I’m asking for that you give me a chance. Give love a chance."

"Christian, I-"

"No. There’s no, ‘Christian, I’ nothing. Look at me. Do you have feelings for me?"

"I don’t know. I don’t know what this feeling inside is that I have for you. Maybe I like you. Who’s knows? If we are together, I know there will be a point where I have to choose between you and my job. I don’t want to do that."

"You’re preparing yourself for failure. You shouldn’t think about things like that. Live for the moment!"

You looked down at your feet on the verge of tears. No one had cared that much. No one had tried so hard.

"You must really like me to continue to chase after me like this."

"I do really like you. Maybe I could love you, but you won’t give me a chance. Let me show you a new lifestyle. Let me take care of you."

You stayed silent. He picked your head up, wiping away the tears from your cheeks and the tears about to fall. He continued. "You work so hard day and day out. Let me take care of you."

You hugged him tightly, resting your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you. You closed your eyes, relaxing. Maybe you were ready to give love a chance.

[londontoseoularchive]

blushing.

➵ characters: christian yu x reader x seungri because why not

➵ genre: fluff. tiniest bit of angst. but 99% fluff.

➵ wc: 1.6k

➵ request: “...someone starts hitting on you and he gets really jealous and starts giving you the cold shoulder and you guys fight but it ends well.” i switched it a bit but still true to this. 

➵ masterlist

➵ disclaimer

“What’s up, Christian?” you whisper from behind in his ear over the loud music, placing your arms over his shoulders and chest, leaning in to peck him just under his ear. Though he was aware of your presence, he decided to keep his head facing the bar, not moving on his stool to turn to you. Instead, he took a small swig of his whiskey on the rocks.

Your kisses continued to travel south along the column of his neck, your lipstick leaving no distinctive marks behind. After you gave him one last long kiss on the place you were sure would get him to react, and when he didn’t, you started to question why the cold shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

Rather than replying, Christian moved in a way that would have both of his hands around the cold glass, the refusal to answer had you raising an eyebrow and scoffing. Seeing a free seat next to his, you took it as soon as you saw it, wanting to understand why the sudden attitude.

“Christian…” you tried to have him look you in the eyes by dipping your head down, but he continued to focus on the drink below him. Starting to become frustrated, you took his hand closest to you into yours, taking it away from the glass, tugging on his arm slightly so he’d turn towards you. “Seriously, Christian, what’s wrong?”

He saw your facial expression of complete confusion, as if you truly didn’t know what you did wrong. He clenched his jaw, “nothing.” Though there was still quite a lot of whiskey left, he downed it all in one go, leaving the ice behind to ask the bartender for a refill. Despite his hard face and chest, his hand remained in yours, even intertwining his fingers with yours. The different body dynamics only contributed more towards your confusion.

When the bartender topped up Christian’s glass with new cubes of ice and scotch, before he could grip onto it, you held it, taking a drink from it yourself. This way you could have Christian’s eyes move in your direction, finally having him look at you. You held his gaze as you gulped down the fiery drink, placing it down again without a hitch or a blink. Christian bit the inside of his cheek to hold back his words, precisely what you didn’t want him to do. “Are you not going to talk to me, then?”

“I don’t have anything to say,” he disputed, but, of course, his face said otherwise.

“Then tell me that you feel perfectly fine with me and that I have nothing wrong.” Christian wasn’t a liar, and this was your trap to have him tell the truth he was withholding. When he looked down again with a sigh, you know you got him.

“I thought we came to this gathering together,” he reminded you.

“We did,” you agreed.

“So why do you act like you’re more Seunghyun’s date than mine?”

Pulling the hand that he held towards away from him, you sighed audibly. “Okay, are you really gonna do this?”

“Do what, Y/N? I’m just asking a question.”

“You’re asking me why I am with another man instead of you.”

“It’s a plausible question, Y/N.”

“It’s a ridiculous question is what it is—” you realised you started to raise your voice, controlling it before it got out of hand, looking from side to side to see if anyone had noticed. “I went to say hello and thank you to the person who invited us here, excuse me for having a conversation with someone that lasted more than twenty seconds.”

“It was definitely more than twenty seconds.”

“Oh my god, Christian,” his quick-fire responses to your statements were becoming irritating; it’s as if he had planned out every word he was going to say to you once you had returned. “You’re exaggerating right now and you know it.”

“I’m not exaggerating. If anything, what I was doing was wanting to spend an evening with my girlfriend who I’ve been away from for weeks since our jobs keep us apart, I just wanted to spend a few precious moments with you. Any moments at all.”

“And we are,” you almost yelled again. “But please understand that I still have to be polite to people. My attention has and would never deviate from you when we are together. You are still my main priority. I always come back to you. Don’t act like I don’t.”

Christian twisted his nose and looked down at your thighs, placing a hand on one of your knees to caress it. “You’re my main priority too…”

“I know, Christian… But I wish you wouldn’t start doubting me. You have nothing to be afraid of—”

“Hey, there you are—" you heard Seunghyun’s voice as he approached you both, but by the time you had turned your face, he was already focused on Christian, having his finger pointed towards him. “Is this the guy you’ve been raving about all night?”

“Yeah, that’s him,” you grinned. Although Christian looked at you, then to Seunghyun and back to you to figure out what exactly what was going on. To be polite himself, he reached out his hand to shake Seunghyun’s, but was taken by surprise when Seunghyun hugged him tightly, awkwardly patting his back twice. You snorted inwardly.

“Aw, man, Y/N has spoken about you non-stop since getting here,” Seunghyun exposed you, “talking about your work, where you’ve been. You’re really accomplished, dude.”

“Oh, um…” the awkwardness on Christian’s part continued, “thank you. I didn’t know Y/N spoke so highly of me…”

“Of course! I’d be proud as hell to have someone like you too! Hey, Y/N,” Seunghyun turned to you, “don’t let him go otherwise these other girls with grab him immediately.”

“I’ll fight them off, don’t you worry,” you joked, but you would really fight them. “And I’m not letting go of him anytime soon.”

“Good, otherwise I’ll take him,” you and Seunghyun laughed, all while Christian’s mood changed, beginning to feel flattered you’d speak of him so openly and positively. He also felt foolish for thinking your long conversation with Seunghyun would be anything more than just innocent talk. His cheeks began to heat up to indicate both sentiments.

“Hey, man,” Seunghyun spoke to Christian again, taking him out of his thoughts. “I didn’t know you directed a couple of videos for YG already. I visited Youngbae for Wake Me Up, I guess I didn’t see you, my bad, man.”

“Oh, don’t sweat it, I’m pretty lowkey on set anyway,” he said.

“You seem pretty lowkey here too, just sitting at the bar. Afterwards, you and Y/N can come to the Burning Sun, and I’ll have a table ready for you,” Seunghyun offered. “But no sitting on the wall.”

“Of course not,” Christian chuckled.

“Also, I’ll talk to YG to see if we can bring you on board for my next project, alright? I’d love to you have you on the team.”

“Just hit up DPR and we’ll definitely see what we can do.”

“Awesome, man,” Seunghyun grinned, gripping onto Christian’s shoulder amicably.

“Vi!” you all heard a female voice calling out for Seunghyun, your head turning in its direction.

Seunghyun hissed. “Sorry guys, entertainment calls. Sucks to be the host, huh?”

“Absolutely terrible,” you joked. “Wouldn’t want to be you.”

“Someone has to do it. See you later, guys.” You waved Seunghyun goodbye after he shook Christian’s hand one more time, leaving you two alone. While you were smug, and rightfully so, with your chin resting on your hand, elbow on the bar, Christian stewed in his embarrassment.

“Okay, I owe you an apology,” Christian admitted, getting up from his seat, holding your hand so you could do the same.

“Oh, I know you do, and I know you’re sorry,” you said grinning, “but I still want to hear you say it.”

“Yes, I am sorry.”

“For…” you wanted the specifics.

“For thinking that you were letting Seunghyun sweet talk you and doubting you.”

“And?”

Christian sighed. “And for acting like a spoiled brat and giving you a cold shoulder.”

“And…” you were pushing it now and you knew it, but now it was just for fun.

“I’m sorry for… being… jealous…”

“Oh, I’m not too mad at you about that,” you propped his chin up with your index finger to raise his fallen face, stroking his hair softly. “I think it’s kind of cute.”

Now feeling that he was forgiven, Christian thought he was safe enough to embrace you, your shoulders instantly wrapping around his shoulders. He then pulled back to place a long but gentle kiss on your lips, when you reacted positively, he added more pressure.

��But don’t overdo it,” you warned him quickly, getting a quick response of ‘yeah, yeah’ just so he could return to kiss you, making you giggle. Then your body started to speak.

“As much as I’d like to take up Seunghyun’s offer,” you said pulling back, “can we eat first? I thought he’d be serving food here, so I didn’t eat anything.”

“We can do absolutely anything you want.” Christian looked down at you with bed eyes, raising his eyebrows repeatedly, as if he was trying to suggest something.

“So, eat,” you acted clueless to his insinuations, more focused on the fact that your stomach was now grumbling, and you couldn’t do anything on an empty stomach.

“I-I meant we could go—sure, let’s eat.”

[dreamingofjoon]

Keep Filming

Christian Yu x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Kinda bad smut because I haven’t written it in a while

A/N. I’ve had this on my mind for a while and I’m glad I finally finished writing it! Remember headcanon requests are open btw

This photo does not belong to me. Credit here

He was daring. You had to give him that at the moment. Other than that, you were astonished that he had ever had the thought. As your mind tried to wrap around what Christian had just proposed, you probably looked stupid if not surprised. It was supposed to be a cute, calm night in and it had been for a while. Christian had just come back from traveling again, something you wish you could do as often as he did. The two of you spoke as you prepared food for the night you planned ahead. His raven hair was covering his face as the two of you went around, doing random things to further prepare.

You had missed your boyfriend as he traveled and filmed beautifully as per usual. You did not get to talk everyday because he was gone for more than sight-seeing and a quick adventure. He obviously missed you too because as you made spaghetti, he gently wrapped his arms around you but not so gently pulled you back to attack the top of your head with kisses.

"I missed you." he said as he brought himself lower to your neck and gently breathed in. "You smell nice. Did you get some new perfume or something?"

"Why would I waste perfume to hang out with you in the comfort of our own home?"

"Shampoo then?"

"Close. Conditioner." you corrected as the two of you laughed.

You ate and retired into the bedroom where he eventually popped the question.

"Please? I know you miss me as much as I miss you whenever I leave and I'm not into the whole sexting thing." he shrugged.

"But you're into the whole sex tape thing?!" you nearly squealed.

“Better idea, isn’t it?” he said as he smiled wider.

“No! Not really!” you retorted.

“Oh, come on, I’m a film maker, you can’t expect you to be the only exception to that?” he tried to reason.

“Well no, I didn’t think I would be an exception but this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”

“I told you before that I wanted to try something new. I want to be able to see you whenever I want.” he practically whined which made you sigh.

At first listen, you were certainly against the idea of Christian filming your intimate moments but now that he was talking more about it, he was easily convincing you.You bit your lip in thought, definitely wanting to think this over before saying yes or no. Christian was trustworthy. No one else would see it. No one else would even know it existed. Christian filming you in the most exposed way, both physically and emotionally. Everything during sex was raw but you didn’t know how you’d feel, knowing there was a camera capturing that moment. Oh hell. Need to try something new every now and then.

“No one else will see it?” you finally asked, apprehensively.

“No, of course not. Baby, you can trust me.” he reassured as he took your face in his hands.

You took a deep breath before sighing once more. “Okay.”

You breathed heavily as you wondered where Christian was. Although he suggested the filming, he hadn’t told you that he also wanted to try blindfolds. Beforehand, he placed his phone on a tripod and set it on the dresser in front of your shared bed. He then walked over to your curled figure on the bed. Soft RnB played as Christian grabbed one of his ties from the nightstand next to the bed and pulled it over your eyes. You felt him move to sit behind you, trapping you between his legs.

He started by kissing your neck, trailing his tongue over any spot he kissed or sucked on. His hands went to pry your thighs open, revealing your panties to the camera in front of you. His large hands massaged the insides of your thighs and slowly led to the spot where you were utterly soaked. His middle finger slid up and down your clothed slit before taking the time to press onto your clit. You sighed in content and gripped his thigh, wanting something to hold onto.

“Let me take them off?” he whispered into your neck to which you quickly nodded.

You lifted your hips a bit to take the drenched fabric off and tossed it somewhere unknown before assuming your previous position. Christian spread your lower lips, showing how wet you were to the camera and making you whimper, still slightly embarrassed. Even though your sight was impaired by the blindfold, you still knew where the camera was located and the thought left you both aroused and a bit incredulous that you were allowing this to happen. The thought of Christian watching this later had you nearly shaking with anticipation. You imagined him pumping himself when he was finally alone. The veins in his hands were prominent as he sped up and gripped the phone tighter, watching you moan his name as he pushed you to your orgasm.

Although that idea was absolutely wonderful, you were soon brought back to your current bliss as Christian nibbled on your ear and entered you with two lengthy fingers, curling them already. You bit your lip to suppress a moan before you started gripping at the arms of the man behind you. 

“You like that, babygirl?” he questioned as he pushed his fingers in and and out of you, making your answer come out as a whine as you nodded vigorously.

His free hand turned your face towards him so that the two of you could kiss. Although it was messy and needy, you loved every second of it. His tongue swirled around yours fighting for dominance as you tried to take over and sucked the muscle into your mouth. His hand only proceeded to move faster with precise movements, finally hitting a spot that had you seeing white even with the darkness of the blindfold. You curled into him before bucking your hips outwards and making him smile into the kiss.

You could feel him stiffening on your lower back, reminding you that you weren’t the only one who went without the other for a while. In the haze of your situation, you felt around behind you and were finally able to grip him in your hand. You palmed him over his pants, making him moan into your mouth. You managed to pull the waistband of his pants down and tug at his erection.

His hand only seemed to slow down as you slowly pumped him. The space was limited however, so you pulled away from the lengthy kiss and pulled at his wrist, urging him to stop although your orgasm was so close.

“You sure?” he asked almost incredulously.

“Yeah. I need to help you too.” you panted.

He reluctantly took his fingers out before pushing you further in front of him before getting up. Some rustling could be heard as you wondered where he could have gone to when you suddenly felt hands tugging upwards on your shirt. You lifted your arms quickly and let the male discard the clothing. As you sat waiting again, you were pulled closer to the edge of the bed and felt the bed dip again on your left side.

“Climb over me.” he said.

You lifted your leg and let Christian guide it to where he wanted until you were straddling him. You could feel that he no longer had any pants on and sighed in content as you moved upwards to feel his dick against your heat. It twitched under you, making both your breath hitch and your hips move. You started grinding slowly, back and forth, on him and relished in the groans he gave you before he held onto your hips and made you stop.

“I want you to ride me.” he told you in an almost out of breath voice.

“Anything for you, baby.” you smiled and pecked his face before you raised yourself up to position him at your entrance before you sank back down with a lengthy moan. His hands returned to your hips as you rhythmically raised and lowered yourself. Your jaw was slackened, spilling moans and mewls left and right. Your breasts bounced as what he would describe as perfectly and your hands were starting to curl and scratch at his chest.

Although you couldn’t see him, he was glad to witness one of the best scenes take place. He was proud to think that he’d be able to see it over and over again, rather than just in his memory. Now, even f he couldn’t touch you, he’d be able to see you as vividly as ever.

Seeing you lower your head as if you were looking at him had him staring back at your masked face and impulsed him to take the cloth off of your eyes so that you could finally look at each other again. You slowed down as you felt his hands tangle behind your head in an attempt to take off the tie covering your eyes. Once it was off, you slowly adjusted to the light in the room again. You stared straight at Christian with his hooded eyes and pink, puffy lips before you started speeding up again. Instead of your hips, this time, Christian planted his hands on your ass, groping the flesh as you continued to move. 

He enjoyed every second of what you were giving him as he was usually the one putting in more effort. This time, he just sat back and allowed you to do the work as he watched thankfully. There was so much more he wished he could have done and kept with him but tonight, he was more than satisfied with this.

You were letting go with just a few more swivels of your hips along with Christian who screwed his eyes shut before moaning your name. You fell on top of him, breathing heavily on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

“How much of your battery do you think is left?” you asked when you finally felt his chest rising and falling evenly rather than the ragged way it had been before.

“I don’t know, why?”

“No reason.” 

“Do you want to film another one?” he asked dubiously.

“Well, I want one too.” you muttered into his chest.

“Wow! I get my own porn star!” he laughed, making you slap his chest.

“Just for that, I should delete the one you have now!” you threatened.

“You know you want to see it first.” he teased before wriggling his eyebrows at you.

You had to admit that you did want to see it. What did the two of you look like? What did it sound like? You were so caught up in the moment, that it was a blur. The aftershocks of the wonderful sex was one of the only things that kept you remembering.

“I hate that you’re right.” you grumbled as you got up and grabbed the phone, stopped recording and went into the photo gallery to watch before Christian stood behind you and pulled you by the waist so you could watch it together.

You were surprised when you had been sitting in your living room and then saw one of Christian’s friends bursting out of his studio in laughter and sounds of gagging.

“Damn, I never thought you guys were so kinky, Y/N!” he howled as he gripped his side by the doorway to the studio that was down the hall.

Christian slowly peeked his head out of the door to look down at his friend, wiping his tears of laughter and then then hall at you. You were now standing with your hands on your hips.

“You said no one would see it!” you yelled.

“It was an accident!” he said as he raised his hands defensively.

“Well, there goes the next one.” you said as you stomped off into your room.

“Wait! You were serious about another one?” he asked as he dragged his friend back in the studio.

“Not anymore!” you yelled as you slammed the door.

[fanxyblog]

SHE'S BUSY RIGHT NOW, CAN'T YOU SEE?- CHRISTIAN YU

Request: Hi, can I request a jealousy scenario with Christian Yu (in case you write abt him!)? so you attend to your university reunion and your ex was also your classmate. and he try to flirt you when you face-time w Christian while he call you. Make it jealous and fluff at the end, please. thank you

Requests are still open :))

A/N: This one took me longer that I was expecting, because I had a lot to do at school. Thank you so much for requesting @baomappp! I hope you gonna like it !

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1002

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE I'M SORRY FOR THE MISTAKES

You were going through the campus of your university. It felt as if your graduation was yesterday, you couldn't belive three years have passed since that day. Dong-eui University one of the best private colleges in Busan, it was hard to get to that school and it costed you a lot of effort and tears, but it was all worth it. Your college years have bringed you a lot of memories, those good and those not so good, but in the end you were smilling at the thought of all of them.

Today was a day of your college reunion. You were really glad to be able to attend that happening, the only thing that was lacking there was your boyfriend presence. Sometimes you really hated Christian's job, because it was taking away his time with you.

After some time of walking around on campus, you were standing in front of your college department. There was a nostalgic smile on your face. It was so weird to be in that place again.

Suddenly you felt a light smack on your shoulder, it caught you out of your guard.

"What the ...!!!" You turned around and immediately calmed down after seeing the face of the person who scared you.

You got squeezed in a tight hug and you couldn't breath properly because of that.

"Danoh you are choking me" you choked out of yourself.

She immediately let go of you "I'm sorry, I'm just so happy to see you"

She smiled at you and held your right hand in hers.

Danoh was a person that was close to your heart, even though two of you haven't keep in touch after graduation, both of you were in a good terms.

In your college years both of you were good friends, she was one of the closest people to you back then. It was nice to see her.

"You changed so much over past years" you took a closer look at her. Her hair was much longer than it was three years ago, she also gained some weight which made her look more mature because of her womanly shape.

" Me ? Look at you girl, you are even hotter than you were before. No wonder why are you dating Christian Yu" you blushed at her comment.

It wasn't a secret that you and Christian were dating and since he was a public person the news about you two got spread quickly, and even after two years your realationship was still a hot topic.

"Look at you all blushing and stuff" she smirked at your reaction.

That was surely a thing that didn't change about Danoh, she still loved making fun of you.

You were about to answer her but a certain person stopped you from doing so.

"Hello girls! Long time no see right?" you were in shock, you didn't expect to see him here. Oh Hanhee, your ex boyfriend. Your relationship with him wasn't the best one, he was your first serious boyfriend but that didn't change the fact that almost your whole relationship was based on arguments, you adored him and were attached to him, that for sure, but that was nothing compared to what you and Christian had.

You took a look at Hanhee, his apparence had changed. He looked more mature and manly. He was handsome and hot, but not as hot as your current boyfriend.

" Yeah,it's been a quite long time " Danoh was the first one to break the awkward silence between the three of you.

"It's nice to see you Y/N" He completely ignored Danoh and looked straight at you.

Sudennly your phone started ringing and you could feel it vibrate in your pocket.

You took it out and looked at the screen and smiled brightly.

You weren't paying attention to Hanhee anymore.

"Hey, how are you? " you looked at your boyfriend face and smiled at him.

Hanhee didn't seem to care who were you talking to and he kept on trying to get your attention.

"What do you say about grabbing coffee, just you and me later ? Hanhee asked you with a cocky grin on his face.

"Baby,who is there with you?" Christian voice made you ingnore your ex boyfriend totally, he wasn't an important person to you anymore, so you didn't feel obligated to give him your attention.

"Nobody important" you could feel his irritation grow. Christian wasn't stupid, he knew that a person you were talking to weren't just nobody.

"So what do you say Y/N? " Hanhee came closer to you, he was close enough for Christian to see his posture.

"Yah! Dude she's busy right now can't you see?" Christian screamed trough the phone, you could see a vein on his neck pulsing. You knew for the fact if Christian was there with you right now, he would probably kill Hanhee. Christian weren't a jelaous type, but he didn't like other guys hitting on you.

" Listen Hanhee I should really get going the reunion starts soon, so yeah... bye." You looked at Danoh and smiled at her.

"Let's go " she linked your arms togheter and you went straight to the building, with Christian still on your facetime

"Who was that dude ?" Christian asked you with an angry tone in his voice.

"Go on Danoh, I will be there in a second" she smiled lightly at you and went up to a group of people standing near the stairs.

"My ex boyfriend, don't get worked up over it baby, he is nobody to get jelaous about"

"I'm not jelaous" he tried to convince you about it.

"Sure, you aren't. Listen baby I have to go. I love you!" You send him a flying kiss.

"Okay, have fun. Love you too'' he smiled and pretendet to catch your kiss.

You really loved him and nobody could change that.

[kvvmtaehyung]

In Love with You

Genre: Fluff, romance

Word count: 857

Christian Yu x Reader

Warning: some curse words, that’s all

Thank you to the anon that requested this! I hope you like this! Lemme know how I did here~

Summary: You and Christian have been dating for a few months now, you never really thought about it before, but damn are you in love with him.

“Hi love! Where’s the food?!” I searched for the food rather than giving him a kiss on the lips first. Something I should really stop doing, but damn do I love food. Christian pouted and held the food over my head, knowing that I wouldn’t be able reach it.

“If you can get the food, I’ll give it to you.” He raised the brown bag that held our food higher once more, as I raised onto my tiptoes to grab the food, he grabbed my waist with his free hand and held me closer. About to pull me into a kiss he stops. “Can I kiss you, y/n?”

“Christian, you can kiss me as many times you want. I’ll never get tired of it.” I caress his face and pull him closer to me, ready to kiss him hello.

“Since we’re done eating, why don’t we go upstairs? We can watch Netflix! You’ve got that new surround sound hooked up that your dad got you right? Plus the new tv?” Christian’s excitement showed so easily, the way he talked so fast when he was excited to try something new. The way his eyes seemed to sparkle as he talked and looked at me. This is something I could seriously get used to. I’ll never get tired of you, I thought.

The beige couch that we sat on every time we were in the living room was being pulled out by Christian, he was fixing it so that we would be able to cuddle. He went in and out of my room, gathering pillows and blankets for us.

“Babe, we should go shop for some extra pillows and blankets! We always have to take the ones from your room, it’s fucking tiring.” His laugh echoes from my room, I slightly chuckle to myself.

Wondering how I ended up with a man as amazing as he. We walk towards one another, meeting each other halfway, he hands me the blankets as he carries the pillows.

“Christian, do you remember the first time you ever stayed over?” I smiled to myself, remembering every single detail.

Flashback- Four Months Ago

“Christian, stop oh my gosh! What are you doing, you’re making a mess!” Running around the living room, I chased after Christian.

“Y/N! Just help me make a fortress! This is our throne!” Christian laughed towards me as he carried the pillows and blankets, running away from me.

“I can’t believe I’m dating you, seriously.” I cross my arms and huff, jokingly.

“Oh, c’mon babe. Making a fort would be fun! Let’s watch Flapjack in our fortress.” Christian grabbed me from behind, in an attempt to hug me. I suddenly felt like goo in his arms.

Flashback- END

“How can I forget the first time I ever stayed over, baby? You didn’t want to make a fortress with me! Can we make one this time?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me and our laughs filled the room.

We were laying on the couch by now, my back facing Christian. I turned towards him, “Christian, I ate so much. I don’t think I can even move right now! Let’s just watch Flapjack, yeah?”

“Sure babe, but I’m a little tired. So you can watch, and I’ll take a nap real quick. Work was fuckin tiring.” His eyes slowly started to close and he pulled my waist closer to him. Our faces were so close now that I could feel his breaths. “Stop staring at me, Y/N. I can’t nap if I can feel your eyes on me. Wake me up once two episodes are done.”

“You could’ve just said a time, why does it have to be two episodes?” I replied back.

“Shh, I’m sleeping.” We were so close already, yet he tried to pull me even closer. Nuzzling his head into me.

“Christian, I have to face the tv! I won’t be able to watch!” I giggled once I heard him huff, but he let my waist go so that I could turn the other way. Once I was facing the opposite direction, he clung onto me yet again.

I could tell that he was really tired because by the time the first episode of Flapjack was half way done I could hear his slight snores. He still clung onto me, as if I was going to leave his side. He pulled me closer and I heard him mumbling something so softly. I turn to face him once more, forgetting about the show I was so into.

“Please don’t leave.” was the first thing I heard come out of his mouth when he first stayed over, I thought this was what he was saying, but as I got closer to his mouth I put my ear closer to hear his mumbling. “I love you” escaped from his lips. My heart skipped a beat, I’m sure. The way he’s sleeping so calmly as I’m in his arms, the way his messy hair looks perfect, the way that his breaths match mine, I’m in complete awe.

Wow, I love you so much Christian. I’m so freaking in love with you.