#pls accept my flowers ilysm

[karinasbaby]

YOUR THEMEEEEEE

GIGGLING AND BLUSSHINGGGGG I LOVE YOUUUUU ☹️☹️☹️☹️

[seokgyuu]

The Sweetest Thing

All your life you’ve been your sisters’ punching bag. Never good enough. Never fully accepted. When your mother makes one of them choose you as her maid of honor you reluctantly agree. Semi-vacationing in Tuscany with your ‘beloved’ family, you meet two handsome strangers one night and let them do whatever they want with you. Too bad you didn’t ask for their names first.

Pairing: Heeseung x F!Reader x Sunghoon 

Genre: Strangers to ???, Porn with Plot

Warnings: CHEATING!!! reader is hooking up with her sisters’ fiancés, sisters are horrible and suck, mentions of past verbal abuse, reader is somewhat a pervert (she defo is), heeseung & sunghoon definitely are perverts, heeseung & sunghoon are mean, they have nothing good to say about their fiancés, alcohol consumption, adult content MDNI! smut warnings under the cut

Word Count: 9.2k 

a/n: and here it is!! my little box of filth. i wanna give a shoutout to @c-oupsie for hyping this up and telling me to keep going, ilysm!! and also @chwepen for beta-reading!! sending you smooches. <3 now everyone, please enjoy this sausage fest.

Taglist: @skzenhalove, @haelahoops, @deobitifull, @shiningnono, @jakeswifez, @slut4hee, @gyuhanniescarat, @branchrkive, @doublebunv, @capri-cuntz, @jaehyuniewifeu, @whateverhoon, @c-oupsie

Smut Warnings: threesome, dom!heeseung, dom!sunghoon, sub!reader, lowkey public sex, p in v sex, throat fucking, unprotected sex (be smarter than this pls!!!), degradation (usage of the words: whore, slut, filthy, stupid (only indirectly?)), praise, tit job, mc is described to have big tits, sunghoon can carry mc, manhandling, cum eating, cum play, shower sex, consensual sex taping, pls tell me if i missed any!!

Pastel colors are slowly but surely becoming your greatest enemy. You can’t count how many different patterns and matches you have seen on this day alone - and the preparations for this wedding have been going on for months. 

In all honesty, you didn’t even want to be here. As pretty as Tuscany is - this is the last place you want to be at right now. You would rather sit at home and play a game, would rather sleep in and not have your mother be all over you, pressuring you to do better in a job you never wanted in the first place. 

It is your sisters’ wedding. Yes, sisters’. They are both getting married at the same time, same place. Just the grooms are two different men (even though you wouldn’t put it past them to share a man for convenience). Men, you haven’t even met yet. Men, that your mother and sisters kept on swooning over. Look, it is no surprise your sisters got lucky in that department; They are extremely conventionally attractive and they love doing fun things like going out and spending money on things they really didn’t need. 

You grew up with them being six and seven years older than you, making them already inseparable when your mum decided to push another one out. Getting along with them sure as hell wasn’t an easy task, in fact it still isn't. It’s pretty clear you only got the job as Linda’s maid of honor because your mother threatened her to do so. There was probably a very heated rock, paper, scissors round going on between your sister dearests to decide who got to have you. 

And now you are here. In warm, beautiful Italy with yet another color scheme to look over and authorize. You surely didn’t sign up to suddenly become the wedding planner as well. 

“Yeah, that’s perfect, thanks,” you say to one of the florists who are just now setting up the arrangements for the rehearsal dinner happening tonight. 

It’s hot, so hot that you have to take shelter every ten minutes because of the fear of burning up. You don’t usually like to spend this much time outside - let alone in the scorching hot sun, so this is rather the change for you. 

When the florists leave to get another load of flowers, you decide to take this as the next round of shade and air conditioning inside the resort your sisters have chosen for their special day. 

It’s insanely beautiful. High ceilings, incredible murals on the wall, a big round table in the center of the entrance hall with a crystal vase on top, filled with flowers that would make the florist outside turn green in envy. 

The air inside immediately cools you down and you take the moment to sit down in one of the arm chairs in the lobby to calm yourself. Only a week. That’s all you need to survive. A week with your sisters and their fiancés, soon to be husbands and your and their families. Guests would arrive the night before the wedding and as soon as the reception was over - you could finally leave and hopefully not see your sisters for another year or so. 

“Ah, there you are.” You close your eyes for a second. 

“Shouldn’t you be outside?” Linda and Liza are standing in the lobby in their designer sun dresses, very obviously judging you for not being where they want you to be. 

“I just came in to escape the heat for a second, that’s all.” You explain as you open your eyes again. The two certainly don’t look happy. In fact, they roll their eyes and flick their perfect hair over their shoulders.

“Okay, well, time is up. If this wedding doesn’t go according to plan, it’s on you.”

“You don’t want us telling mum you don’t care about your big sisters, do you? She’d be so disappointed knowing you aren’t doing your job right.” 

Your fists almost immediately ball into fists. How many times have they been like this over the three days you’ve already been here? You honestly lost count. One week. Just one week.

“I was just about to go back outside, don’t worry.” 

Anger well hidden away, you stand up and present them with a fake smile, moving to go back outside. 

“Oh and, Y/N?” Linda’s voice feels like a ray of ice hitting you, “try to look a little bit more presentable when talking to our staff. We don’t want them to think we can’t actually afford being here.” 

Your sisters giggle happily all while you bite your tongue once more. One week. Stay calm. One. Week. 

Something about the Italian sky seems different. Maybe it’s because you’re not close to a big city, but the stars shine brighter than you’ve ever seen them. It feels like a movie; the stars and moon so visible with no cloud in sight, the small street of Arezzo you’re currently sitting in - a small restaurant with a small menu but a nice older man that speaks decent English. A glass of wine standing on the small table beside you and the first bit of peace you’ve felt in days. 

It’s when you take your next sip of wine you see them. 

Two men straight out of a magazine walking towards one of the free tables next to yours and sitting down. There is nothing you can do but stare. Both of them have dark hair, one of them a bit shorter than the other. They are dressed elegantly, designer shoes and pants, blazers hanging over their chairs. Even if you wanted to - you could not possibly say which one was more attractive. 

What a nice way to end a horrible day, you think. Smiling, you finish your glass and immediately order the next, not entirely used to drinking so much, but not caring since you are miles away from home and no one here knows you anyway. The waiter nods and then proceeds to go over to the newcomers. The one with the slightly lighter hair and the mole on his nose orders in perfect Italian, with just enough of an accent for you to know they aren’t from here. Your choice of table appears to be perfect for watching them, listening to them converse in a language you understand. 

And it all stays innocent like this - they talk about their flight and about friends - until suddenly the conversation sways.

“I honestly- fuck, I can’t believe we’re actually doing this, you know?” The one with shorter hair says and his friend sighs, taking his wine glass and finishing it in one go. Impressive. There was at least half left in yours. 

“I don’t know what to tell you. We committed and now we’re fucked.”

“Just that we aren’t getting actually fucked.”

They look at each other before they laugh, shaking their heads. Meanwhile, your ears perk up. 

“Fuck, I really don’t know the last time she let me hit it, Hoon. I think I’m going crazy.”

“Yeah, same here. Like, yeah, we fucked once the day before her flight. But literally only missionary and she didn’t suck me off.”

“Again? Dude, is she ever even putting her mouth on it?” 

“Nope. Ever since we got engaged she’s like this fucking prude. Is yours like that too?”

“Yeah. I got her flowers and her favorite chocolates and she still wouldn’t even jack me off, like fuck, if it’s gonna be like this forever I can just go cut my dick off.”

Jesus. These two seem to be in very happy relationships. Makes you almost feel better to not be in one. Even if your mother would beg to differ. She’s been desperate for you to find a match for ages. For whatever reason, really, considering her two golden girls were about to get married to rich and handsome heirs. 

“Just one good blowjob, man, that’s all I want, really. I miss getting some good fucking head.”

The way short hair looks at mole - with so much understanding and pity, you can’t help but chuckle. Chuckle loud enough for them to take notice. 

Their gazes burn on your face before you even see them. But when you do your smile dies and instead makes room for horror. They heard you laugh at them. Even worse, they know you’ve been listening. Shit. 

Thankfully, you are three glasses of delicious white wine in and the fourth one is almost empty. Which means you aren’t the sweet little wallflower you’d usually be. Scary, how alcohol can change people.

“Oh, I am sorry. I shouldn’t have eavesdropped.” You apologize, placing your hand over your heart. 

“Agreed.” Short hair says, his eyebrow raised. Now, with both of their eyes on you, it seems like they are even more attractive. Perfect faces with pretty eyes and soft looking hair. Handsome men in unhappy relationships that fail to give them what they need. It’s almost comical how the switch in your head turns over, how the persona you normally never let anyone see until you’re in a secluded space comes out and gives you the courage to speak your next words.

“I just couldn’t believe my ears,” you let your finger glide over the rim of your glass, eyes on the two men with your tongue slipping out to lick over your bottom lip, “how anyone would be opposed to having sex with you.” 

Oh.

Sunghoon and Heeseung’s ears perk up just like yours did earlier. Eyes widen slightly as they understand the innuendo in your words. 

They think about the same thing - the last time they took a girl together. Probably during senior year in college. Back then, they used to do that regularly. Having almost the identical type in women. Instead of having to let her choose, she’d get them both. 

But it’s been years since then. They are in committed relationships now, about to get married. And still - neither of them can deny that you fall right into their usual prey, or well, the prey they’d chosen back in college before their parents had picked out their wives for them. 

It’s the way you look at them, the way your eyes say so much more than your words. It is also the way both of them feel like they are 22 again with nothing but getting their dick wet on their minds. One thing about Heeseung and Sunghoon - they always worked perfectly in a pair. Back in college and now, too. They can almost read each other’s minds at this point, only a short exchange of looks needed to know neither of them gave a single fuck about anything right now.

“Want to sit down with us?” Sunghoon asks and points at the free chair opposite them. You smile. 

“It’d be my pleasure.”

The very small bathroom stall is crowded with three people, but you make it work. 

Sunghoon is holding your head in place, his cock buried so deep down your throat he’s seeing red. You’re perfect. The sweetest thing on the outside, and a filthy little whore behind closed doors. You literally begged him to thrust down your throat without paying you any mind. You wanted, no, needed him to use your throat, to act like you were nothing but his little fuck toy. And, shit, he was more than happy to do exactly as you asked. 

His hips are moving in rapid speed, his groans music to your ears. Drool is running down your chin and dripping onto your knees. He is not holding back, he is just doing whatever he wants with you and you are throbbing. Throbbing around Heeseungs fat cock that is fucking into you with no care in the world. 

Heeseung is sitting on the toilet seat, his hands on your hips, cock rapidly leaving and entering your sopping hole. His head is literally spinning at how fucking good you feel. He bets you’d also sound fucking perfect if only Sunghoon’s cock wasn’t in the way. He can tell by the way you are already squeaking around his best friend’s cock, how your pussy is continuing to spasm around him after you already came on his cock once before.

“Take it, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Heeseung breathes out, hips speeding up and your eyes roll back into your head, your body seemingly on fire. You can’t remember the last time you’ve been fucked this good by a strange or, in this case, two strangers. All you know is that you’ve already cum before and that Heeseung surely will get you over the edge another time. He’s thick and veiny and he fills you up so good there was nothing you could do but cum after only a minute of him fucking you like an animal. 

“Shit, look at you,” Sunghoon groans, one hand now wrapping around your throat, his eyes glossy as he stares down at you, still fucking down your abused throat, “you’re a perfect little fucktoy, aren’t you? Enjoy being used by two cocks, huh? Fuuuuuck, you’re gonna make me cum, fucking slut.”

Heesung feels you squeeze around his cock, feels the way you suck him in even deeper. 

“This filthy little thing likes when you talk to her like that, Hoonie. Squeezing my cock so fucking hard.” His head tips back and his mouth drops open as he focuses on his pleasure, already fantasizing about stuffing you with his cum. He moves his hands up, squeezing your perfect tits over your dress and you moan around Sunghoon’s cock, tears streaming down your face. Every touch, every thrust, every word is getting you closer to another high. With Heeseung’s hands on your breasts you can freely move your hips now, bouncing up and down on Heeseung’s cock, matching his thrusts perfectly. 

There is no chance Sunghoon will last much longer. Your mouth, your throat - he’s scared he already developed an addiction to them. Maybe it’s the long time he hasn’t experienced anything like this, but right now it feels like no throat has ever taken his cock so well before.

“Where should I cum, huh? Down your throat? On your pretty face?” Sunghoon groans, his cock twitching over and over before he finally pulls out, jerking himself off so you can answer the question. 

“Cum on her tits, look at those fucking perfect tits, bro.” Heeseung decides to answer for you and Sunghoon smirks as he watches Heeseung get your tits out of your dress for which you thankfully don’t need a bra. Your perfect tits bounce free now and Sunghoon nods, eyes glued to them and how they bounce now that Heeseung continues to fuck into you, your back now arched against him. 

“Fucking hell, such fat fucking tits,” Sunghoon is in a trance, mouth dropped as he jerks himself off with the help off your spit and his precum. 

“Tell him to cum on your tits, slut, come on, tell him how much you want his cum all over you,” Heeseung whispers into your ear, his cock still continuing to ram into your g-spot like it has never done anything else. 

You moan loudly, eyes flying open and Sunghoon almost doesn’t need you to say anything - your fucked out face could well be enough to make him cum. 

“Pl-please g-give me your cum, want it a-all over my tits, pl-please, need it so bad!” You cry out and Sunghoon feels his orgasm hit him, thick spurts of cum landing on your tits and neck, some even on your lips that you hungrily lick off of them, only making another spurt come out of Sunghoons cock. 

“Holy fucking hell, shit,” he groans, falling against the stall door, his chest heaving. 

Heeseung, meanwhile, grabs your hair and tilts your head back as he does his final thrusts, filling your pussy with his seed, white making you feel warm inside and tipping you over the edge, milking him for all he has with your own orgasm, high pitched moans escaping you as your toes curl and your hands grip the material of your dress. 

Once he’s done fucking both of you through your orgasms, Heeseung helps you up, his cock slipping out of you. You’re a little shaky on your legs and Sunghoon catches you before you can fall, his eyes immediately going to your tits that are covered in his cum. He licks his lips. 

“If we had more time I’d take you to my room and fuck those tits until they are covered in even more layers of my cum, baby.” He mumbles, one finger scooping up some of his release and shoving his finger in your mouth, watching in awe how you eagerly suck it clean. 

“Holy fuck, you’re perfect.” Heeseung has put his cock back into his pants, considering to get it back out just to have you lick it clean of your and his juices. He decides against it mainly because he knows there isn’t much time. He and Sunghoon have to get back to the hotel, their fiancés probably awaiting their return. 

���Let’s get you cleaned up.” Sunghoon says, but you shake your head, only putting your tits back into your dress and stepping back into your panties.

“I wanna keep it for a bit, keepsake if you will.” 

Both men are silent. Where the fuck have you been before they got engaged to the sisters from hell? For a second they contemplate just keeping you. Using you for when their soon to be wives were being difficult again. 

Obviously, though, this was just a fantasy not meant for reality. 

Perhaps it’s well deserved. Having the worst morning all week, the day right after you fucked two strangers in a restaurant’s bathroom. Two engaged strangers. It’s not a surprise that you didn’t care about the blurred lines of their… relationship status, considering you’ve had quite a few hook-ups with married men who were out of town and needed someone to fulfill their needs while their perfect trophy wives were sitting at home waiting for them. Not the proudest thing you’ve done, but whatever gets you cumming. 

Today, your sisters seem to have it out for you especially. You blame it on the nerves, after all their perfect fiancées are about to arrive today. Everything needs to be in order, their dresses, their hair, their nails, everything. 

You’ve become their personal stylist, nail artist and hairdresser all for nothing more than a chuckle at the way your shirt rises up and shows your stomach that they love to comment on. It’s a win-win situation, for sure. 

“Can’t you see you’ve made a mistake!” Liza screeches, pointing at her (to your eyes) perfectly drawn eyeliner. You blink at her and take a deep breath. Six days. 

“I apologize.” Quickly, you move to fix your error, but your sister slaps your hand away and rips the pencil out of your hand.

“No, thank you. I’ll do it myself, like everything else, you useless piece of trash.”

Six. Days. 

Since there is no point in responding to her, you only nod and turn to Linda who is currently checking herself out in her hand mirror. 

“Anything I can do for you?” You ask, feeling ridiculous. One could think you’re their personal assistant and not their younger sister. 

“Just get out, Heeseung and Sunghoon are about to arrive and I don’t want them seeing you first thing, imagine their shock.”

Heeseung and Sunghoon. 

Something rings in your head. Had they ever mentioned their fiancés names before? Probably - why else would they be so familiar to you. 

“Alright. I’ll be by the pool then.” 

Neither of them deems it appropriate to even slightly acknowledge you before you leave the room.

A huge sigh leaves you the second you step out of Linda’s room and instead head for your own. Just a quick change into a bikini and down you go. A few hours in the sun, maybe a couple laps in the pool. Another bit of peace while your sisters are occupied. Sounds like the perfect morning to you. 

Just that, when you reach your room and change into said bikini - you notice a bruise right above your hip. Your eyes widen at the sight, moving closer to the mirror to inspect it. There is no other possible reason but what happened last night. 

“Shit,” you mumble, looking around your clothes for this one light pink scarf you could easily wrap around your hips as some sort of cover. The last thing you want is for your sisters to see this and ask questions. Bad enough you had the face and figure you had - imagine their outrage if one of these was even further damaged! 

For as long as you can remember your sisters had been your biggest haters. No matter what you did, if you changed your hair or your wardrobe, they’d be mean to you about it. To them, you were nothing but an unwanted addition to a family they had deemed already perfect. Neither of them had ever wanted another sibling, especially not six and seven years apart from them. Suddenly, you were the center of attention, had your mother cradling you and loving you and not giving them the attention they were sure they deserved. 

Even now, at their grown ages, about to get married, they couldn’t seem to get over it. 

From an outsider's perspective their lives were fairly more successful than yours. With great jobs in high positions, a perfect routine that included gym visits four times a week, and of course their perfect soon-to-be husbands. If it weren’t so frustrating it might have been funny how they literally kept them from you - kept everything from you. Blocked you from their socials to not be associated with you, living in their own little bubble, acting like you didn’t exist. 

So, expect your surprise when Linda called and asked you to be her maid of honor. You had only accepted because you know your mother would be devastated if you didn’t. 

That all seems like an okay trade for the view of the hotel pool right by the beach, your body rubbed in sunscreen and your sunglasses on top of your nose listening to music and enjoying your moments without a sister (or mother) around to tell you what to do. 

But your life wouldn’t be yours if your peace weren’t suddenly interrupted by the high pitched laugh of one of your sisters floating through the air and reaching your ears. It hadn’t even been half an hour. Maybe, you think, they won’t even come over. After all, they had hidden you away from them for as long as they had been together. Perhaps they wanted to wait til the day of the wedding next week to finally introduce you. 

Curiosity gets the best of you at last. Who are these men they’ve been gatekeeping from you, who have been nothing but your mother’s pride? Slowly, you turn into the direction of the high pitched laugh, opening your eyes behind your sunglasses. 

And the world around you seems to shake. 

“No fucking way,” you breathe out, moving quickly to get up. Panic arises within you, sheer ugly panic that has your body shaking. This can’t be true. This can’t be happening! You move to throw your phone and headphones onto the lounge chair, your eyes darting back and forth between here and your sister’s location, finally freeing yourself of all the things that can’t get wet to jump into the pool. It seemed like the only way not to get noticed by them. 

There are several other people in the pool and the splash of you jumping in had been drowned out by the sound of a child laughing and screaming. You stay underwater for a good while, thanking your strong lungs, and only come back up when you feel like enough time has passed for them to have left - only to be met by absolute horror. 

They had taken seats right next to your stuff. In their bathing suits from Chanel or Prada or whatever, they looked breathtaking. Not that they would ever get into the pool. It wasn’t them, though, who made your blood turn cold and the insides of your stomach threatening to say hello again - it was their fiancés. 

Short dark hair, beautiful faces. One with a mole on his nose. The other with clear shock in his eyes. 

The men from last night. 

As if to remind you further, you feel the bruise on your hip suddenly starting to throb with pain. You wince and look down, noticing your make-shift cover up being gone. Wonderful. 

Your sisters notice you now, their eyes widening when they see you in the state you’re in. Dripping with water, your hair pushed back out of your face, your body dressed in nothing but a flimsy bikini. They had always envied you for your breasts - not that they would ever admit this. But seeing them right now made them even angrier, after  all Heeseung and Sunghoon were right here and could see those monstrosities! 

And yeah, they see. See your body in that bikini that is leaving nothing to the imagination. See your tits almost falling out of the bikini top - tits that were covered in Sunghoon's cum not even 24 hours ago. They see your pretty face, your long eyelashes, droplets of water sliding down your soft skin. 

Heeseung and Sunghoon don’t realize the gravity of the situation yet, right now all they think about is how they’ve hit the jackpot because you’re in the same hotel as them. Right now, neither of them knows who you are besides the girl they’ve fucked the night before. 

“Y/N!” Liza screeches, “get out of that pool right now, you look ridiculous!” 

Linda gets up and grabs one of the towels next to her, throwing it into the Pool. She wants you to cover up, needs you to cover up. 

It is then that Sunghoon and Heeseung slowly understand. Your name. They have heard that name before. Time and time again. 

“Mum made me pick my ugly little sister as my maid of honor, Hoonie, can you believe her?” 

“Ugh, Y/N, called today. Wanted to congratulate us. Can you believe her? I bet she is so jealous, Hee, she could never get a man to stay. She’s just… too…. ew.”

You’re their sister. Their little sister they have nothing good to say about. 

You. The girl from last night. The girl who potentially could become the best fuck of both of their lives. 

If they had been able to, they would have looked at each other. But they are too mesmerized by you getting out of the pool with the towel wrapped around your body, or at least around your upper half. They can still easily see your legs, your perfect thighs, the little bikini bottom that does almost nothing to cover up your ass, can see the bruise that is a clear indication of what happened last night. It’s safe to say they are both growing harder in their trunks. Relatively bad timing. 

“Sorry, I told you I would be at the pool,” you mumble once you get out, grabbing for your stuff.

“I don’t think so, I would have remembered that!” Liza hisses, her arm sneaking around short hair. So, he must be Heeseung. Heeseung who had his cock buried inside of you mere hours ago and whose cum was most likely still inside of you. 

“Just go back upstairs,” Linda shoos you away with her hand and you let your eyes wander to mole next to her. Sunghoon, then. Sunghoon who had been craving a mouth around his cock, Sunghoon who had his cock in your mouth, who had cum all over your exposed tits. 

Your body heats up and you quickly turn around to leave. 

“It was nice to meet you!” Sunghoon calls after you and you swallow hard, not turning back to them before you leave. 

Dinner that night is horribly awkward, to say the least. The fact you’re even allowed to participate is insane. Your parents are delighted to welcome you once you sit down, your sisters and their fiancés showing up a little while after you. 

As it turns out, the two men had insisted you’d join them for dinner. Judging by the way they look at you, you feel like they’d rather have you be their dinner. 

Nothing could have prepared you for this. For the utter want you see in their faces, the utter want you feel in your bones. It makes all of dinner extremely awkward, makes you press your thighs together, shove around your food on the plate because suddenly your appetite is for something entirely different. 

But you know you can’t. The first time, so you tell yourself, was fine because you didn’t know who they were. You even go as far as to blame your sisters for this, after all they had never bothered to show you what Heeseung and Sunghoon look like. 

Now, it’s different. Now you know who they are. And as much as you despise your sister’s, you don’t think you could do this to them. 

… Or at least that’s what you tell yourself. Because the second you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and find yourself pressed against yet another stall door, you know you’ve been lying to yourself.

It’s Heeseung, his hands on your hips, digging into the bruise on your side, having you moan in no time.

“What are the fucking odds, hm?” He whispers, his breath hitting your face. You open your mouth to answer, but Heeseung dips forward, his tongue sliding into your open warmth, his lips pressing down on yours. It doesn’t matter what you thought of before, doesn’t matter who he is. Your body is taking over, melting against the strong man, against his chest and arms. 

Heeseung kisses you hungrily, like he has been starving for days. He had wrapped his hand around your wrist and yanked you into the one bathroom stall for men, had claimed you as his for the next few minutes.

“We-we can’t!” You cry out, pushing him away, but Heeseung only grabs you harder, turning you around, your chest hitting the door and a gasp escaping your mouth.

“If we can’t, why are you so fucking wet, baby?” His fingers are inside your cunt the next second and your eyes roll back, hips already chasing his touch. He smirks behind you, shoving your dress up with his free hand. Your backside is a sight to behold and he licks over his lips before landing a slap to your right ass cheek. You squeak. 

“I guess bathroom stalls are just our thing now, aren’t they?”

Just that this one is spacier. You’re pressed against the door that leads right into the open restaurant. You can hear the people outside, can hear the sound of cutlery meeting plates, of glasses clinking. 

“Hee-Heeseung, yo-you’re my sister’s fiancé!” You tried again, even though your hips were already bouncing on his fingers. Heeseung chuckled lowly.

“Don’t tell me now you care about the fact I’m in a relationship. It seemed like yesterday you couldn’t wait to get this taken cock shoved into your pussy.”

He’s not wrong. You bite down on your lip and turn slightly, looking over your shoulder into his dark eyes. God, he’s beautiful.

“Please,” you pout then, and his smirk comes back, his nimble fingers freeing his rock hard cock. You lean back against the door, your cheek pressed against the cold wood, your hands on either side of your head. Your pussy is dripping down his fingers and once he removes them, you’re already impatient to feel his huge cock fill you up.

Wiggling your hips, he lands another slap on your ass before shoving his cock into you, both of you groaning once he bottoms out. 

Then, he doesn’t show you any mercy. One of his hands sneaks around you, pressing down on your mouth to keep you quiet as he fucks you right into the door. He is panting, staring down at the way his cock slides in and out of you over and over again. His other hand fishes for his phone in his pocket, halting his thrusts for only a second to concentrate on opening the camera on the phone and hitting record. 

“Need to bring Hoonie something to jerk off to later,” he grins as he continues to fuck you, your moans getting numbed only by his hand. He just feels too good. Feels like no other cock you’ve had before. He’s big, wide and so god damn veiny. Every vein seems to drag along your walls, seems to push you closer to the edge. Your eyes are rolling back as your ass bounces off his hips, as his thrusts become sloppier with every second. He needs to cum soon and so do you. There isn’t much time for this, no time in fact. But he’s been craving you, and so has Sunghoon. Thank all the luck in the world for him to have won that rock, paper, scissors round. 

“God, you take it so well, you’re such a good little whore, aren’t you? All ready to go when I need to get my cock in you, fuck.” 

Heeseung’s words make your pussy spasm around him, his next groan deeper than before. He changes the angle slightly, fucking into you faster and harder, his orgasm getting closer with every little squeeze of your pussy. 

“Gonna cum so hard into your pussy, gonna have you sit at that table with my cum trickling into your panties.” He breathes into your ear and bites into your earlobe after, causing you to triple over the edge and cum hard around his cock - taking him right with you. 

He curses as he fucks both of you through your orgasms, his cum filling you up, warming you from the inside. 

Planting kisses on the back of your neck, Heeseung pulls out, watching his release drip out of you. 

“I could get used to this,” he says and puts your panties back into its rightful place. 

It doesn’t stop there. And it also doesn’t stop with Heeseung. But while Heeseung is more daring (coming to your hotel room at night, sending you pics of his dick after a shower, telling you to send him a voice note of you cumming), Sunghoon decided to take his time to make his move. You know it’s coming. You just don’t know when. 

Heeseung is like a wild animal - he can’t get enough of you. He wants to have his hands on you, his dick in you and his cum all over you as many times as he can. But the week only has seven days, and you only have four more to go until this whole thing is over and they are married to your sisters. 

Four days until you won’t be around them all the time, four days until Heeseung won’t be knocking on your door at two in the morning asking you to get on your knees. He fucks you like he owns you, like he knows your time is limited. It is, after all. He leaves marks where it is hard to spot them, kisses you in places no one has ever kissed before. 

Yes, the nights with Heeseung are special and steamy and perfect - and yet you wonder where Sunghoon is in all of this. You see the way he looks at you, and you did get a dick pic from him the night you and Heeseung fucked at that first dinner, courtesy to him seeing the video Heeseung took of you. And that is the thing, Heeseung films you. He films you when you’re on top of him, when he’s behind you, when you got his cock down your throat, when you’re bouncing up and down his cock. All of it goes straight to Sunghoon, all of it leads to Sunghoon cumming all over himself in the bathroom and sending you a picture of it. He never leaves his room, though, never does anything about it.

It’s day minus three til the wedding and you’re at the beach with everyone. The other maid of honor has arrived, and so have the two best men. Jake and Jay, they had introduced themselves as and judging by the way they were looking at you… they knew exactly who you were. If you weren’t so busy with Heeseung, you’d gladly have slipped into one of their rooms at night. 

You’re laying on your towel, happy to have everyone around you be busy with something that isn’t you. Your book is in your hands, the words getting more and more raunchy, your thighs pressing together. Perhaps this isn’t the best place to read smut, but it’s not like you have any control over when these scenes happen in the book. You just know every word hits you deep and has you biting down your lip. Even with the soreness still left between your legs from last night's visit, you feel yourself growing wetter with every sentence. 

“In broad daylight, sweetheart, really?” 

The voice makes you flinch, your book flipping closed as you turn around, spotting Sunghoon standing right above you. He is wearing a slight smirk on his lips and you feel your cheeks heat up. Not just because he caught you with your book but because he’s standing there in nothing but his trunks, a cup of iced coffee in his slim hand. His chest is defined, so are his abs. His arms look strong, toned, like they could throw you against a wall and hold you there. You swallow the lust that is daring to come up.

“What do you want?” You hiss, sitting up and looking at him. 

He hasn’t really talked to you much. Too busy giving you looks and pretending like he didn’t when your sister or parents or any other already arrived wedding party approached him. 

“What would I want?” Sunghoon asks back, tilting his head. The view he has from up here, your tits sitting in your bikini top, looking as delicious as they always did. It takes all in him not to drag you up and take you in front of everyone. 

You snort and roll your eyes, turning back to your book.

“Well, if there is nothing you want, you can leave me alone.” 

He watches you, how you lay back on your stomach, how you open the book and look for the page you just read. Licking over his lips, he roams his eyes over you. At this point, he has lost count of how many times he’s looked at you. How many times he has waited in the bathroom at night for Heeseung to send the videos, the pictures. As much as he was jealous, he enjoyed looking at you as he used his lubed up hand to get himself off. Except… for the last two days. He hasn’t sent you a picture of him with his cum all over his torso or thighs for two days because he simply hadn’t let himself reach climax. He’s been edging himself for all this time, waiting for the right time to unload all of his seed… preferably on you. 

It doesn’t feel like enough. Just getting to watch you through a screen, imagine what you would feel like. Your mouth, he remembers. Vividly. Your pussy… he can only wonder. Only guess when Heeseung sends him those videos or when he tells him before they head down to breakfast. 

Letting his eyes wander over your frame, your neck and back, your hips and ass, your legs… 

“Get up.” He says. You don’t move. 

He growls.

“I said,” his voice is low and warmth gathers at your core, “get up.”

It is when you still don’t move, Sunghoon feels his patience run thin. He places his iced coffee on one of the tables next to the lounge chairs.

Then, he is quick to pull you up, both his hands on your hips, a yelp coming out of you as he skillfully gets you on your feet. You stare at him with wide eyes and your mouth agape. Oh… your mouth. He has to restrain himself - already half hard in his trunks. Sunghoon looks around, sees his fiancé in a conversation with your mother. An idea flashes before him and he smirks slightly, alarm bells ringing in your head. What is he planning?

Not even a second passes when he grabs his iced coffee and spills it all over himself.

“God, watch where you’re going!” He yells, making all of your family members and their friends look at you. This little shit. 

Linda immediately jumps to her feet.

“Look what you’ve done!” She screeches and you press your lips together, acting the part of the guilt ridden sister.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to!” You defend yourself, but your sister just shoots you a deadly gaze. 

“My darling, are you alright?” She is looking at Sunghoon now at his coffee stained self. He shakes his head.

“I really wanted that coffee. And these are my favorite trunks,” he sighs, “come on, Y/N, you’re gonna get me a new coffee.”

“I can get you a new coffee, babe!” Linda tries, her fingers wrapping around Sunghoon’s arm. It fills you with a sense of triumph when he moves out of her grip.

“You didn’t do this, honey. She did. Go back to your lounging.” He says it to her, but looks at you. And, god, you don’t think you’ve ever been more aroused in your life. 

It starts in the elevator up to his room. His hands are on your tits and your tongue is in his mouth. He groans when he feels you grabbing around his cock, hand swiftly inside his swimming trunks. There are no words being exchanged, only moans and sighs and gasps as he presses you against the wall, your kisses getting deeper and heavier by the second. 

Sunghoon has never wanted anyone as much as you right now. His cock is begging to be freed, leaking into his trunks. His thoughts are spiraling, a part of him just wants to push those skimpy bikini bottoms to the side and just fuck you right here, no matter if someone could walk in at any second, the other wants to take his time, bring you to his room and explore every inch of you. 

When the elevator stops at his floor, he drags you out, glad no one is around to see as he pushes you against the wall next to the now closing elevator doors, his hand immediately moving between your legs. He moans at the wetness already there. Well aware you haven’t been in the pool or the ocean today. 

“Fuck, look at you. So fucking wet.” He mumbles against your lips, pulling them into yet another heated kiss just as his fingers slip underneath your swimming suit, making you whimper. Your hips roll against his hand and he bites down on your bottom lip, fingers getting closer to where you want them, need them, the most. 

But he pulls away, grabbing your hand and leading you to his room, getting the keycard out of the small pouch he had in the pockets of his trunks. You watch as he opens the door, watch as impatience and need radiate off him and another feeling of triumph, of confidence overcomes you. He is actively choosing you over your sister. He wants you not her. 

Once you’re inside and the door is closed, you find yourself stuck between him and yet another wall, or in this case, door. His first mission is to get your tits out, his hands losing the strands of your top, the little fabric falling onto the floor a second later. He licks over his lips.

“I’ve been dreaming of these, baby,” he whispers, “come on, get on your knees.”

You do as told instantly. Dropping to your knees, eyes focused on him and only him. On how he now shoves his trunks down slowly, his cock, hard and red at the tip, springing free for you to admire. Your pussy starts throbbing. How badly you want him inside you, how badly you want him to fill you up with his cum, joining Heeseung’s from last night. 

“Open up, slut.” Again, you obey. Your mouth drops open, tongue sticks out and Sunghoon’s cock twitches at the sight. This is what he has been dreaming about. Your mouth around his cock, your perfect heavy tits naked and oh-so ready to be painted like that first night. 

“Good girl, so, so obedient.” He moves closer, right hand around his cock as the left is leaned against the wall, helping him keep his balance. Slowly, he brings the tip of his cock to the tip of your tongue, watching as you lick over it immediately. His eyes don’t leave yours when he begins shoving it in, his chest heaving. There is a good chance he might not last long, but he won’t let you leave this room without his cock having been inside you and if that means going again right after his first or second load. 

You take him like a pro. Feel him slide down your throat, hitting the back of it before going even deeper. You choke just slightly, breathing through your nose. He stops only when he is fully buried, his breath getting heavier with every passing moment.

“You take it so fucking well, what a good little whore.” Sweat is pooling at the top of his forehead, his knees about to give in. He begins to move his hips slowly at first, but when you tap his thigh, he takes it as a sign to go harder. And, shit, does he go harder. Throwing his head back as he brings both his hands to your head, holding it in place as he thrusts down your throat over and over again. His balls hit your chin whenever he moves to bury himself again, his moans and groans nothing but music to your ears. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck!” He groans in pleasure, pulling his cock out and the next thing you know there is cum all over you. Your tits are full with his seed, your neck, your chin, your face. You gasp slightly, staring at him with your lips swollen from the roughness of his movements. He breathes hard, hand around his cock to hold it steady as waves of his pleasure make more cum land on your tits. 

“That’s right, look at you, fuck,” his eyes are glossy watching your tits covered in his cum, his cock not losing any of it’s hardnes even after the amount of cum he just left on you. It’s not hard to notice. Your fingers scoop up a bit of it, sucking them clean and not letting him out of your sight. Sunghoon feels like he might have reached heaven. 

“You’re so fucking filthy,” he grumbles, pulling you up by your arms and crashing your lips against his again. He pulls you to the bed and pushes you down, watching your cum-covered tits bounce as you fall. You know what he wants and you slightly sit up, your elbows behind you, watching as he moves on top of you. His eyes are still so full of hunger, of need, of pure and hot lust. 

His cock slides between your tits, his hands pushing them together around it. Then, he begins to thrust again. Just like he had wanted back at the restaurant. Fuck your tits covered in his cum, add a little more. 

You feel like the luckiest woman on earth with him like this. Using you to get off, his cock fucking your tits like a madman, whimpers and moans and groans, his head thrown back as he enjoys the feeling. It is even better than his imagination. Every second feels like he’s gonna ascend any moment now. His skin is tingling with desire and he wonders if it’ll ever stop. Right now, he thinks, he could probably go on for hours, for days. Just you and him and your tits and your mouth and your pussy. 

When he looks down again, sees the way you look at him, see the way his cock looks sandwiched between your breasts, Sunghoon can’t help but cum again, less than before but still enough to cover your chest and neck, adding even more paint to the already perfect canvas. 

Exhaustion is starting to spread through his bones, but he’s ignoring it. Instead, he pulls you up with him again, kissing you hard, fingers now finally finding their way into your bottoms again. He shoves them inside you immediately. 

“Sunghoon!” You cry out, fingers gripping his strong shoulders as he places you on his lap, straddling him. He fucks you with his fingers, hard and fast. Your pussy squeezes them, your arousal dripping onto his bare thighs.

“So, so wet. So fucking filthy with my cum all over you. Tell me, baby, are you a whore?”

“Y-Yes!” You squeak. He grins wickedly, adding a third finger to the two. You cry in pleasure, bouncing up and down on his long, perfect fingers.

“So eager to be called a whore. Fucking a taken man, two taken men. Your sister’s men. Aren’t you ashamed?” He breathes into you ear and you moan again, nails digging into his skin.

“N-No!” You answer and he laughs quietly, thumb now pressing down on your clit. You feel the first tears starting to pool in your eyes.

“Oh, but you should be. Such a dirty fucking whore, full of cum, getting her pussy fucked by her sister’s fiancés fingers,” He chuckles, “and soon his cock.”

You reach the edge just then. When he promises you his lengths, when he tells you how ashamed you should be. As if you don’t know. That’s what makes this whole thing so ridiculously hot. 

He fucks you through your orgasm, kissing your mouth again, tongues slashing against each other in a heated fight. You need him to fuck you. Right now. And as if he could read your mind, Sunghoon picks you up, hands underneath your thighs, lips never leaving yours and brings you to the spacious bathroom. 

First, he fucks you in front of the mirror. Makes you watch yourself, getting fucked like a cheap whore by his sister’s soon-to-be husband. He makes you lick his cum off his fingers, thrusts them as deep down your throat as his cock is penetrating you. 

Your pussy might be the best he’s ever had. The second he was buried inside of you, he knew he was done for. Knew this couldn’t be the last time he did this. Every bit of you, he wanted for himself. He even thought about asking Heeseung to back off, which he knew his best friend never would. Not with you. Not when you were this perfect. Fulfilling their every need, letting them do with you whatever they wanted. 

When he gets you in the shower, he washes the drying cum off of you softly. He’s still inside of you, his still not fully satisfied cock. You squeeze around him, throb around him. You need him to do more, he knows it as well as you. But he’s gentle. Uses a sponge to get every bit of his seed off your body, his lips kissing your cheeks, lips, nose, neck and breasts. It’s almost too soft for you. 

This is supposed to be about nothing but sex. He is supposed to fuck you, call you names while you’re at it and then disregard you. Instead, he’s being gentle. 

That is, until the door outside opens and your sister’s voice interrupts the softness. It makes room for yet another wicked grin and Sunghoon’s first thrust inside of you for minutes. Your hand flies to your mouth covering the pathetic whimper that would have come out. Sunghoon’s eyes sparkle.

“Hoonie? Are you in the shower?”

He begins to thrust again, his hands on your hips, staring into your eyes as he gives you his fucking all. Your eyes roll back.

“Yes, darling. Your stupid sister managed to get me all sticky with that coffee!”  

Your pussy fluttered at the words. He grinned wider.

“Oh, like it when I call you stupid?” He whispers into your ear, cock twitching rapidly as he bites into your neck, hips showing you absolutely no mercy.

“Ugh, I am so sorry about her! She’s not just a klutz, she’s also insanely dumb. I can’t wait to never see her again after this is done.”

Perhaps these words would have hurt you, if Sunghoon wasn’t railing you like the god he was. Every thrust was smooth and yet hard enough to make your toes curl. He made quick work to lift you up, your legs now wrapping around his middle as he continued to fuck into you, moaning into your neck to drown out the noise. 

“Yeah, she is a real piece of work,” he finally replied, his eyes staring into yours as he smirked. 

“No wonder she can’t get a boyfriend! Who would ever want to be with that?” 

Sunghoon rolls his eyes, pressing his body closer to yours, kissing you again, his tongue licking sensually over your bottom lip. It makes a shiver run down your spine. 

“Anyway, where did she go? I didn’t find her in her room.”

Sunghoon reluctantly parts from you.

“No clue. She got me a new coffee and stormed off like the big baby she is.” 

He grabs your tits again, squeezing and massaging, nipple between forefinger and thumb, leaning down so he can put it in his mouth and suck and bite down, your hand on your mouth pressing down harder. 

You explode around him. Squirt like a fucking porn-star, liquid shooting out of you and down his legs, mixing with the water of the shower. Sunghoon’s knees are once more about to give in. He moans against your lips, hoping Linda didn’t hear and at the same time also hoping she did. Your climax makes him cum for the third time that day, his hot semen filling your spent pussy, painting it white like the clouds. 

“That, she is indeed,” Linda laughs, “anyway, we’re gonna go get dinner in the city, baby. I’ll be at Liza’s room, love you!”

Sunghoon doesn’t answer and Linda just leaves. You feel like no words were even needed to understand. 

Once you’re sure Linda is gone for good, Sunghoon and you step out of the shower. It’s quiet between you, quiet and somewhat heavy. You don’t like it one bit. You’re quick to grab your bikini and put it back on, relieved to know you most likely won’t find your sisters back at the beach where you’re headed now. 

You don’t turn around again when you leave the bathroom. And you also don’t expect Sunghoon to say anything. Still, when you open the door to leave, you feel just a tiny bit disappointed that he doesn’t hold you back. 

How utterly pathetic of you. 

Heeseung doesn’t come for you that night. You wonder if it’s because of Sunghoon and decide it most definitely is because of Sunghoon. 

Yet, the slightly younger male doesn’t come to seek you out either. 

Tonight, it’s just you. 

And perhaps, you think, that’s just how it’s supposed to be. 

to be continued...

header & divider credit to the wonderful @wongyuseokie <3

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[swee7dream]

oh my !!!! i’m so happy i found ur blog cause the way u write agere is so 🥺 i feel rly like?? safe? accepted? idk i can’t find the words but thank u so much for what u do!! i hope u hve the best days ever ahead of u pls take this flower!! 🌷

WHAT IF I CRIED. tysm anon ilysm i hope u feel the kiss i’m blowing in ur direction :((( 🌷

there’s rly not a lot of proper agere content in the kpop/nct parts of the internet and it got me like >:[ fine. i’ll take care of it myself.

[mrsgiovanna]

bria I hope your day has treated you well ♡

i've had something of an off day.. would it be possible to ask for a sweet word from giorno? i was left out and ignored by my friends a couple times today-- probably unintentionally but im a little down.. asides from that tho, love you ♡

also im drawing so much giorno this weekend, I hope I can share with you soon because I know you'd wholeheartedly love every girono hehe ^_^

- cream

Hi cream my love 🥺,

I'm sorry you had a rough day though bb,☹️ I know it hurts when things like that happen, sending you all my love in a pretty box, open carefully, it's filled right to the top and will spill over ~hugs~

Oooh gosh, more Giorno fanart😍😱🤩, pls, you're blessing the world🤲

I hope you feel better soon bb, and that you have a better time going forward ❤️🌠💖🌟💕🥺🐞 ilysm. Here you go.

Giorno finds you doodling pensively and obscures your vision with your favorite flower. You accept the little blossom and look up to find him giving you the gentlest smile, taking up the space next to you, he sits- his smile is now accompanied by a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Tesoro, I noticed you haven't been yourself today, is it something that I can possibly help with? You can always come to me, regardless of how big or small your problem is... In fact I want you to always share your thoughts with me, regardless of how happy or sad, whatever they may be, they're precious to me because they've emanated from your beautiful mind... Would you like to hear something little from me? My favorite term of endearment for you is tesoro, not because it sounds lovely and rolls of the tongue so well, it's because you truly are treasured by me, and I would do anything to protect that smile"

[myherowritings]

Reading Their Crush’s Diary

a/n: THIS IS SO CUTE OMG MY HEART,, BUT PLS FORGIVE ME I ONLY DID BAKU + TODO bc they ended up too long and detailed and i ran out of what to write for kiri ahh :( also the hc’s turned out to be more like the boys react to accidentally reading their crush’s diary and finding out she also has a crush on him! hope that’s okay with you! ilysm thank you for the req xx

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

— When Bakugou saw your diary abandoned on the corner of your desk, his first thought was to leave it there for you to find yourself. If it was something that’s important to you, you should notice quickly that it’s missing, right?

— But after waiting a while and realizing you weren’t going to come back and pick it up anytime soon, he heaved a defeated sigh and decided to return it to you at the dormitories.

— (Not because he wanted to be nice to you because you were his crush or anything. But because he knew you’d panic at the thought of your lost diary would annoy him with your constant worrying.)

— As he reached out to grab the notebook, it fell off the edge of the desk and landed on a page that caught his eye.

— The layout is tilted, ‘Bakugou…’ in big, bold letters that would make even the purest of saints tempted with curiosity. Of all the things he expected to see in your journal, his own name never crossed his mind. Katsuki peered closer, despite the nagging in the back of his head telling him to stop.

— ‘Why does Bakugou have to smell so good? As if it wasn’t enough that he’s infuriatingly handsome and has a nice body– But he smells like an earthy caramel too? It’s not fair! And not to mention his stupid smirk makes me want to kiss the smug look off his face…’

— He stopped reading there.

— If anyone were to ask, Katsuki would most certainly have insisted he was not blushing uncontrollably. And that he did not feel a flutter in his stomach at your words. And–most important of all–there was not an embarrassed smile on his face as he snapped your diary shut and tucked it under his arm.

— Nope. He felt absolutely nothing as he realized his crush had a crush back on him…

— When he arrived to Heights Alliance from the main campus, the first place Bakugou went was up to your floor, ignoring the questioning looks and mischievous grins on the faces of his idiot classmates.

— He knocked on your door, diary in hand and teasing smirk on his face.

— “So I hear you like caramel?”

— Your shocked and flustered expression was definitely worth getting the door slammed on his face. (And the following weekend, the two of you ended up going to a confectionery shop to try the sweetest of caramels.)

TODOROKI SHOUTO

— Todoroki didn’t mean to read your diary, but to be fair, he didn’t exactly know it was a diary in the first place.

— After class ended, he found a black notebook on the floor near the exit of the room. He had opened it only to find out whose it was to return it, but he never would have thought it belonged to you– His crush.

— Shouto spotted your name printed in neat lettering on inside cover as he walked across campus to the dorms, when a breeze rushed by and flipped the pages of the notebook.

— Before he could close it, he found the journal had been blown open to a page with doodles of ‘Todoroki + Y/L/N’ surrounded by various drawings of hearts and flowers.

— His fingers twitched and his cheeks blazed. Todoroki wanted to shut the book and respect your privacy, but before he managed to coerce his hands to close the diary, he caught a glimpse of what you wrote.

— ‘Have you ever seen a man so beautiful you started crying? Because that’s the first thought that runs through my mind every morning when I see him.’

— He couldn’t stop the embarrassed exhale of laughter for escaping his lips.

— ‘He’s so intelligent and powerful, yet gentle and kind. I want to learn more about him.’

— Shouto blinked. He didn’t know you felt that way… Though he never said it out loud, Todoroki had always wanted to learn more about you as well.

— ‘I wish he’d smile more though. When Todoroki-kun smiles, it’s like his whole face softens into the squishiest mochi ever! His cheeks dimple and his eyes crinkle and I could spend all day talking about it… His mochi smile looks just like this ⌒◡⌒ and it’s my favorite sight in the whole world!’

— He reached the entrance of the building and quickly closed your diary in case he passed by you in the common room. The whole way up the stairs to your room, there was a small, dimpled grin on his flushed cheeks as he thought of what you wrote.

— Even when he knocked on your door, Shouto couldn’t wipe the ‘mochi smile’ off his face.

— “Todoroki-kun?” you asked in surprise. “What are you doing here? And w-why are you looking at me like that?”

— “I found your notebook on the floor,” he said, quickly handing back your diary.

— “Oh! Thank you.” Taking the journal from him and hugging it close to your chest, you avoided his gaze nervously. “Did you, ah… Did you see anything?”

— Todoroki was tempted to lie and say he didn’t, but he figured he should fess up now and accept whatever anger you threw his way for invading your privacy like that.

— “Yes,” he admitted. “I’m sorry, I only meant to look for who it belonged to, but I saw my name and I…”

— The whole time, you felt your cheeks heating up to unreasonably high temperatures as you realized he most definitely found out your feelings for him in the most humiliating way possible.

— “But don’t be embarrassed,” he said, causing you to look up at him. “I feel the same way.”

— And after offering to treat you out to a first date, you decided to forgive Todoroki for snooping. After all, the date was most certainly worth it.

[mmiraii]

The Sun & The Moon

In which you meet a photography major guy that steals your heart.

Seventeen photography major! THE8 x Badgirl! Art major! reader

Genre: kinda angsty fluff, enemies to lovers!au

Warnings: some cursing

Let me tell you sth first omg like Minghao is the prettiest man alive and I only trust him at this point like thank u for making me smile ilysm pls eat enough and rest enough ily

I'm very sorry to all the male readers! I'm going to try to make this as gender neutral as possible!

You are the badgirl of the college

Everyone knows you and thinks that you're never gonna pass your classes because they assume that you never attend you classes which is NOT true

You attend your classes and you're actually really smart

But you're in a gang and everyone thinks, that because you get into fights and stuff after your daily schedule, you never attend your classes

Also you're a loner so just because you never hang out with anyone and rather hide in the breaks, everyone thinks that you don't attend the classes you signed up for

Some people from your gang also go to your college but they don't want to show everyone that they're a part of one so they act like 'normal' students

But they still give you a smile when they see you in the hallway because you're actually a super nice person and everyone should know that

Minghao was the complete opposite

He was popular, a really really good Photographer, had a lot of friends and was really good looking too

He was a really good student and always attended his classes just like you did

But people were like "Yeah, Minghao is like completely different from y/n."

And whenever you heard whispers about you in class, you wanted to tell that person that was talking about you and that even right infront of you that they were completely wrong and that you sat the whole time behind them while taking notes of the stuff that the professor was talking about, not like them

You knew who Minghao was

And he knew who you were

You hated each other

Always being compared to each other was annoying

To Minghao was it annoying because he always heard things about you that were horrible. He hated people that attended college thanks to their parents but didn't take it serious

To you was it annoying because you always heard people talking shit behind your back or even right infront of you and saying how Minghao was the sun and you were the moon and how the complete opposite you guys were, which still wasn't true

So one day you went outside to draw a bit since you had to finish your homework for class

It was pretty cold outside but you didn't mind it since you hated the stares you would get if you would be inside the building so the bench outside was your favourite spot to hide from others

You were humming a song and drawing your assignment while enjoying the peace

But then you heard footsteps coming closer

"Who would've thought that the moon, the one and only y/n y/ln would be on campus today while doing some work", you heard a voice behind you. You sighed and turned around only to spot Xu Minghao

Situations like these happened rarely and you just ignored the people, but that day, your mind snapped

"Actually, I'm always on campus and I actually attend my classes and I do the work the professors ask me to do, Xu. Don't trust dumb rumors that some stupid people say.", you said, turning around. "Just because people decide to tell everyone stupid lies it doesn't mean that they're true. You have all your friends and your stupid litte fanclub and you're getting called the sun while I have no one so keep your dumb comments to yourself, fucking asshole." With that you walked away

You left Minghao completely shook

He felt bad

Like really bad

He knows he shouldn't have said that but because of his stupid little fanclub he said that. They told him so many lies about you that he couldn't have an own image of you

You, however, hated the fact that he didn't like you. You wanted to be accepted by at least one person and you hated to admit that you wanted to be accepted by Minghao

Minghao was a friend of one of your gang members called Seokmin, in the streets known as Dokyeom or DK

So; a few days passed and you were hiding on the bench while doing some work for class again

Seokmin came by and gave you some food and his gloves because he was worried that your hands would get cold because the weather wasn't the best to work outside, but still, you didn't mind the icy wind blowing against your cheeks

In the middle of your concentrated work, you felt someone putting a scarf around your neck and you flinched, thankfully not destroying your drawing

"Are you crazy, moon?", a very familiar voice said next to you.

When you looked up with red cheeks you spotted Minghao standing there with two hand heaters in his hands

"Why?", you asked. He knew that you meant the warm scarf around your neck. He sighed and sat down next to you

"Listen, I was saying dumb stuff to you because I listened to the rumors and didn't have an image of you for myself, you know? I saw you in the hallways a lot of times and in the classes we share together too so I'm really sorry for that and I want to get to know you more.", he explained and looked into your eyes

Sweet Jesus, his eyes were so beautiful, you could look into them for your whole life

"Something like a fresh start?", you asked softly and he nodded

He looked at your red cheeks and put a hand heater on it, cuppig your cheek, which made you blush even more

You both started laughing

A few moths passed by and you two were really good friends i wanna be friends with him to pls thx xoxo

PDA was a normal thing between you two like you would walk through the halls while he had an arm resting around your shoulders or you both would hug each other when you meet in the halls for the first time of the day, before a class starts that you don't have together, after it too, random hugs between classes in general and at the end of your schedules you would hug each other tightly

Of course everyone was super shocked that you both got so close so suddenly. Minghaos fanclub was furious, to say the least. They told Minghao that you would be a bad influence on him and that he would soon join the gang you were in too. They were also really jealous of you because, duh, you're best friends with the one and only Xu Minghao.

Minghao didn't mind them, he started ignoring them and he actually considered to join the gang just so he can protect you from people that want to fight you

You developed feelings over the time for Minghao and you really wanted more than just friendship

After such a long time of living you really wanted love from someone. You had a partner once but they only used you from their sexual fantasies and didn't care about your feelings. At that time you joined the gang which is like a family to you and didn't show any affection to people outside of the gang

And now that you opened up to Minghao about your feelings and your private life, you felt safe. You loved the tight, long hugs he gave you and wished he would never let you go.

At Saturday he invited you to go to get some coffee at 2am at some small coffee shop on campus

You agreed and he came over to your dorm to pick you up. He greeted you with a hug of course and smiled at you brightly.

He really resembles the sun when he smiles and you love to call him your sun, while he calls you his moon

He doesn't use any pet names and if, he asks you if you're comfortable with him calling you like that

You were fine with any pet names he gave you, but you love it when he calls you flower

You took your jacket and started walking next to Minghao

"Mingyu is like so annoying... He never covers his nose when he sneezes and it's just so-", he started to complain about his roommate.

You were looking at him, the moonlight shining on his flawless face

And you just cupped his cheek, like he did on the bench with a hand warmer, and then you just kissed him.

Minghao kissed you back after a small shock

Of course he kissed you back, he loved you, his moon, his flower

He loved the way your face lit up when you got a good grade on your drawings, when he took secret pictures of you and he loved your thight, long hugs. He loved everything about you, because your personality was just so perfect to him.

He even has a folder on his computer called 'my muse, my flower, my moon' only with pictures of you

When you both stopped kissing, he asked you: "What was that for?" To which you only replied: "The moment felt perfect."

"I love you"

"I love you too"

[baekthecorgi]

“rewrite the stars (haechan) part v. genre: royalty au, slight fluff, angst summary: after 17 years of living normally, haechan receives a life-changing announcement waiting on his doorstep. 

part iv. | part vi.

haechan twiddles his thumbs as yeri dismisses several themed wedding invitations. the girl couldn’t make up her mind and haechan doesn’t give a shit. the only thing he cares about is watching you shine onstage tonight -- something he wouldn’t miss for the world.

on the nights haechan slept over at your house, you would recite lines for the upcoming school musical. haechan already knew you were the lead character. i mean, nothing screams talent more than you.

unfortunately, haechan’s grandmother wanted him to focus more in the wedding preparation. his grandmother commanded that there were to be no more distractions. yeri leans on his shoulder in a subtle manner, enjoying their bonding time. haechan

the thought tugged on his heartstrings. you, meshed in the crowd, while haechan says yes to a woman he doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life with. ever since the royal family meddled, every decision he picked seemed wrong.

“donghyuck, this goes with my wedding gown, don’t you think?” yeri holds up a certain cream colored piece of paper, embellished with fancy fonts.

“whatever you say,” he replies before grabbing his hoodie and heading for the door. taeil, the royal adviser, follows haechan but he waves him off.

“hubby, where are you going?”

“none of your business,” he eyes her, “and don’t call me hubby. we're engaged but i don’t love you.”

yeri scoffs, “was that supposed to hurt?”

"i’m wasting my time"

“you may love her but you're stuck with me, donghyuck. it’s still me you’re going to end up with. better suck it up now before you walk me down the aisle.”

“when i come back, all this pretentious bullshit will be over"

“oh, darling, do you think she’ll accept you after all the things you’ve done?”

the silence cut through the room, rendering the latter to mumble a “fuck off” under his breath

yeri grabs her phone and dials an unknown number. once the line on the other end picks up, a smirk grows on her face.

"i need a favor, taeyong. this time, it'll be huge."

haechan promised to come to the musical; he’d be the first person to enter the venue, sitting in the front row. yet, you were only met with an empty seat while delivering your lines. haechan became great keeping your hopes up.

“No one can rewrite the stars. How can you say you’ll be mine?”

haechan gets a jittery feeling in his belly as soon as he heard your mellifluous voice. he didn’t bother to distract the audience from being a latecomer. watching from the sidelines was enough.

“Everything keeps us apart. And I’m not the one you were meant to find.”

it all sounds so bittersweet trilling the lyrics. you had to compose yourself several times throughout the song. an unwanted breakdown onstage was the last thing you wanted. the show must go on.

you spot haechan standing at the back of the theatre. somehow, your eyes locked with his in a shared understanding as you sing the final lines.

“You know I want you. It’s not a secret I try to hide. But I can’t have you. We’re bound to break and my hands are tied.”

he earns a special backstage pass to meet the main star for tonight (courtesy of chenle). with a bouquet in hand, haechan aims not to stumble on his words when he speaks to you. this time around, he was finally ready to talk about the kiss you shared that night.

“congratu--”

haechan takes a step back. you were too preoccupied pressing a passionate kiss on mark’s lips. you hardly noticed his presence. so he does what he does best. back off and run away like any coward does. though, it would be a shame to bring his token of affection with him.

haechan drops the bouquet of flowers by the nearest table, hoping it would find itself back to you.

eliciting a giggle from you, mark breaks apart, breathless. mark was actually breathtaking. the boy was everything haechan wasn't and you deserved all this. you couldn't get enough.

there's a voice at the back of your mind looming over your coherent thoughts. mark is perfect as he is, it says. the only flaw is that he's not haechan. you deserve the way mark treats you but he's not the one you expect to treat you that way.

mark notices the slight change of your expression. he sends you a small grin, pushing your hair back.

"you okay?"

"never been better"

"i'll be waiting in the parking lot. don't take too long changing. we have to be at the restaurant in thirty."

he leans in to place a long kiss on your forehead. closing your eyes, you felt the warmth of his sigh. you held yourself back from wishing. wishing it was haechan who you're spending this perfect moment with.

as soon as mark leaves the dressing room, chenle tosses you a bouquet. you catch the bundle of flowers and look at him, befuddled.

"what's this?"

"read the note and see for yourself"

chenle calls out your name. "i'll be out in a few minutes. the stage crew's having dinner. you sure you wanna lock up?"

"positive," you say, getting the keys from the latter.

you carefully slide out the card hidden between the forget-me-not and the carnations. to be honest, the bouquet was a beautiful mess of flowers thrown in and wrapped.

"Forget-me-nots to thank you for all the memories we've spent together. Daffodils because the sun is always shining when I'm with you. Red carnations because my heart aches for you. And a single full bloomed rose because you're my first and last love. Forever yours, Full Sun."

whipping out your phone, you text haechan to meet you but a loud crash by the offstage area startles you. you set down the phone and bouquet on the dresser. you shout chenle's name while warily traipsing towards the wing. no response.

"chenle, this is not funny!"

quickly paced footsteps scurry behind you, making you clutch the nearest weapon. you swallow nervously, firmly grasping the weapon in your hand. your heart thumps against your ribcage. chenle was too logical to do such a prank. your mind convinces that it may be one of the crew messing around with you.

"cut it out, whoever you are!" you hear your voice echo around the theatre. "show yourself!"

"as you say, princess"

before you even get a chance to defend yourself, a thick cloth covers your nose completely. a pair of strong arms traps you into place. your muffled shouts are non-existent with the cloth shrouding half your face. you struggle but the intruder was too strong. the toxic smell of chloroform finally takes over. darkness consumes you.

mark taps his foot impatiently. almost an hour has passed and he was pretty sure the reservation's canceled by now. mark was certain you got over a bunch of missed calls from him but to no avail, no answers.

mark enters your dressing only to find your things splayed on the dresser. black fabric envelops the mirror to which seems odd. he checks all the rooms to find no one. as he was heading back to your dressing room, mark discovers a piece of cloth. his eyes grow wide when the smell of chemical hits his nose.

mark runs back and examines your dresser. he uncovers the black fabric, now pooling by his feet. the messy handwriting was hard to read but the same anxiety overshadows mark.

"Prince Charming needs to save his damsel in distress before midnight. The dragon will not wreck havoc as long as Prince Charming saves the day. Time is ticking! Tick tock! Tick tock!"

haechan strolls around the playground near the mansion. it was nice to reminisce childhood memories once in a while. in fact, any memory of him with you was worth reminscing. taeil was stubborn enough to locate him and send him guards. haechan jumps at the incoming call on his phone. what could mark possibly want now?

"haechan!" his voice sounds alarmed, it frightened haechan.

"mark, what happened?"

"she's -- she's missing"

"what do you mean she's missing? wasn't she with you?"

"i found a handkerchief with chloroform and a ransom note written in lipstick"

"are you suggesting someone kidnapped her?" haechan blows a raspberry. "this is not the time to joke around, mark."

mark repeats the words written on the mirror, "the person demanded you, haechan"

haechan feels his heart drop. you were in grave danger and there was no lead on your location. he was about to return to the mansion to seek help when his phone vibrates. a text message. an address.

"No funny business, Prince Donghyuck. The dragon doesn't exactly like visitors. Oh! What a horrible curse! It seems like your damsel transforms into a corpse at midnight."

note: i switched the genre from fluff to angst lol know i did something bad hfjghsdfj pls don’t attack meヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3 gentle reminder: i love hyuck with all my heart  okay but we all knew he had it coming. he deserves this. (◕‿◕)

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moots as kpop idols?

hello my dearest anon :D !! i’m going to try to make this as short as possible and do the moots that i interact the most w :] i love all of them equally and im sending all of them so many hugs & kisses <3

@jaeyunluvr | haerin. it’s the kitty & pretty girl vibes❕

@pprodsuga | ningning. she’s my best friend and also my older sister and mother figure all in one.

@alvojake | haewon. funny & flirty girl vibes (ily and u always make me laugh so ilysm <3)

@enha-stars | mark. has never failed to make me lose a lung & make me feel so loved at the same time

@wvnkoi | mina. pretty girl & white swan vibes i always feel like snowflakes are surrounding me when i think about seol <3

@heelvsted | irene. the cool collected & calm vibes i get from rin r unmatched, black swan vibes ❕

@riftanswhore | keeho. one of the funniest & most caring ppl ik (ily sm ur so cute & relatable) (p.s it’s the bad bitch energy too)

@rkvriki | winter. she’s so kind & funny so yes ! minjeongie !

@ak4e7a | taeyong. another sweet older sister figure i’ve been blessed with, i always learn smth new w chelsea and i love it 🤲

@moon7jay | karina. again pretty & sweet sweet girl vibes & a lot of talent & lots of mature vibes so rina <3

@sjyluv | kazuha. white swan vibes pt 2 very sweet & pretty girl vibes as well i feel so safe whenever i interact w mimi <3

@sleepyhoon | sungchan. it’s the cool & hilarious girl vibes i get 🙏🏼

@fariest | soobin. i always get funny & cutie vibes from kafka so yes soobin whom i adore (ily kafka)

@fakeuwus | mother jihyo for thee mother figure in my life. ilysm nic ur amazing

@lheebra | chaewon. sweet kind & cool girl vibes that i adore so !!

@sparklovespink | wonyoung. pretty girl vibes all over and u love pink & radiate glitter as well so yes ! wonyoung <3

@hoondrop | sunghoon. no one radiates as much calm girl & hoon vibes as much as moon does ❕ (ily and ur very cute :3)

my dear mooties i’m sending u all so much love pls accept my flowers & my heart u all r very dear to me ok bye ily ♡