#rina scenarios

[106alibi]

good graces ; lee jeno

pairing: boxer!jeno x magazine-editor!reader

synopsis: y/n knows she's petty. so when she found out her (secret) celebrity boyfriend of a year had been cheating on her, through a news article to make things worse, she decided to cook up an action plan to get back at him, and what better way to take revenge than to get together with his all-time favourite athlete?

or, in which y/n involves an unsuspecting lee jeno into her little revenge scheme on her now ex-boyfriend.

ib: good graces, sabrina carpenter

featuring: haewon of nmixx, kazuha of lesserafim, ningning of aespa, 00z of nct dream, (side chars.) natty of kiss of life, jake of enhypen

genre: humour, fluff, angst (maybe)

disclaimers: fem pronouns for y/n, will give disclaimers for individual chapters if I see fit!, mentions of cheating, profanities, kms/kys jokes, inappropriate themes and jokes

notes: need to preface and say I love jake i love jake i love jake i love natty i love natty i love natty

playlist: good graces (sabrina carpenter) | taste (sabrina carpenter) | thank u, next (ariana grande) | mantra (jennie) | dopamine (giselle) | get him back (olivia rodrigo)

status: ongoing (061124)

updates: every wednesday

taglist: open~ drop a reply or ask to be added!

a/n: letting this marinate before i start it from mid to end november! i have high hopes for this one and i hope you give jeno lots of love because there is a serious jeno smau drought on this app 💔💔 if you want me to tag you when the profiles/prologue drops just send a reply or an ask too! love you all 💜💜

profiles 24/7 on the bowl | protected by jeno squad

chapters

chapter 00. prologue

chapter 01. LIKE P IN THE V??

chapter 02. umm uhh O.K!

chapter 03. clout chaser

chapter 04. rookie mistake

chapter 05. I think she's flirting (written)

chapter 06. a girl can't smile in 2024 without flirting?

chapter 07. Awkward!

chapter 08. soft launch

chapter 09. bad luck (written)

chapter 10. atrociously negative rizz

chapter 11. nonchalant kween

chapter 12. taemin sunbaenim

chapter 13. sweet talk

chapter 14. cucumber shreds

chapter 15. pretty

chapter 16. just a friend

chapter 17. use me

chapter 18. guilty?

chapter 19. not before I do

[nextikeu]

ENHYPEN when you ask them to unfollow a girl on instagram

pairing. enha x gender neutral!reader

content. fluff, crack, smau, jealousy (?)

note. kinda cringy but take this

NEXTIKEU. 2024

[yizhou-time]

LOVE, MAYBE

MASTERLIST | WC: 1.5K | RELEASE DATE: 29/11/2024

IDOL!SEONGHWA X FEM!READER

Synopsis: Just two friends in love who let their feelings be known in the first snow of the year.

Genre: Fluff, friends to lovers.

Rina’s notes: Song's to set the mood because I listened to them when I wrote this: Really Like You - Baby Monster, Love, Maybe - Baby Monster, Try Again - Jaehyun, d.ear, Fearnot (Between you, me and the lamppost) - LE SSERAFIM, love you twice - Huh Yunjin

“Just be careful, just because it’s snowy doesn’t mean it’s not icy!” Seonghwa watches you from behind with a small smile while you walk ahead. He stands still under his umbrella while you’re crouched down in the snow, smiling when you pick it up.

The cold nips at your fingers when you dig into the snow. You pick up as much as you can fit in your hands and make a ball, you continue this process seven more times, making them vary in size as you do so. Lining them up next to each other you giggle. Your fingers are wet and cold and completely red but it’s worth it when you look back and see Seonghwa smiling back at you.

The snow falling only makes him prettier, his umbrella up to prevent him getting covered in the snow while your hair and coat are dotted with snow. It reminds you of when you went to see the cherry blossoms fall together, his umbrella up while you’re steps ahead taking in the beauty of it all (Seonghwa was busy watching you, much like now), and you smile at the memory. That day had solidified your feelings for him even more when he stood in front of you picking out the petals from your hair one by one while telling you that although you looked pretty the petals were making a mess. 

He ends up crouched next to you looking at the snowballs, “It’s you!” You point at the end. “And there’s Hongjoong.” You point at the smallest snowball and he laughs. After that everything fades out, he turns to you and you look so happy explaining how each one of them are his bandmates and all he can think about is how considerate of them you really are all jokes aside, how quickly they’ve taken to you. 

Seonghwa continues to watch you as you make a joke about them being snowballs and their song being called ‘Ice On My Teeth’ but when he doesn’t laugh you turn to him quietly. “Seonghwa?” His trance is broken but his smile never fades. “What do you think?”

“I think it’s missing something.” You frown but he simply passes you the umbrella and reaches for the snowball you had dubbed as him, he takes it and puts it in front of the line. Just as you go to speak he picks up some snow and makes a much smaller snowball and places it next to his so they’re just touching. “There we go. You and me.”

Your face goes red as you stare down at the snowballs. Shyly you look down before lightly bumping your shoulder into him and thus knocking him over. The pair of you laugh, you at him and him in shock. “That’s not fair!” Seonghwa complains as you stand up. He half expects you to help him but instead you stand up and turn your back to him. You dip your head down and fan your face, you place your cold hand on your cheek to try and calm the burn but nothing works.

Seonghwa stands up next to you and brushes himself off, still laughing. “That wasn’t fair!” He whines.

“Should’ve been more careful.” You laugh along with him.

The laughter dies down and eventually you’re both left staring ahead on the street smiling. Slowly you lower the umbrella and close it, now both of you are out in the snow. Seonghwa takes it from you quietly and ties it shut. The pair of you take small, hesitant steps forward as you can see the intersection where you have to split up. Both of you walk forward with not much left to say. It feels quite intimate, especially since you’re so close with your arms touching. 

He can feel the back of your hand brush against his ever so slightly and it makes his heart burst. Slowly he moves in to lock your pinky fingers, standard practice for both of you when it’s crowded except the street is empty besides a few people on the other side. This point goes unaddressed by both of you, you’re as shy as each other. You silently kick some of the snow in front of you causing Seonghwa to laugh at your childish antics. He’s sure tomorrow his cheeks will hurt from how much he has been smiling today but he can’t help it, he wants to lock this feeling up in a bottle and keep it forever if he can’t have you for that long.

As you reach the lamppost on the corner of the intersection Seonghwa moves to hold your hand. You turn to him silently and he thinks you look perfect in this lighting. He thinks you look perfect anyway but it’s moments like these small intimate ones that make him realise why he fell so hard because even in the cold, in the snow, you make him feel warm and fuzzy inside and all he can do is hope he makes you feel the same way. You look down at your locked hands and watch as his thumb strokes your hand. 

You can see the building his dorm is in from where you’re both standing to your right (you’re also both sure you can see San and Mingi outside in their coats playing in the snow) and you can see the way back to your apartment straight ahead. You look at both of your options and feel Seonghwa tug at your hand, turning your attention and body to him in the process.

“It’s quite cold.” He says ever so quietly.

You nod at him. “It’s snowing Seonghwa.”

“It’s the first snow of the year. Four years as friends and it’s our first time doing this together.” He sounds somewhat guilty for calling you friends but he takes a small step forward. “We should do this tomorrow too, if it snows.”

You reach up and push back some of his snow covered hair and nod in agreement. “I’ll see you tomorrow?” Just as you let go of his hand his grip tightens, not enough to hurt you, he never would, but enough to let you know he doesn’t plan to let go. “Seonghwa.”

“What?” He tilts his head slightly, feeling you hold his hand again but he doesn’t call you out for it, instead basking in it. “If it’s almost midnight it’s almost tomorrow, right?” 

You turn your head to the side, feeling your cheeks burn up again but rather than making a comment or laughing he leans forward and places a short kiss on the one facing him. You whip your head around to him and he’s centimeters away from your face. Seonghwa lets out a soft giggle that is music to your ears. It makes you want to stuff him into your pocket and keep him for as long as humanly possible but the next best thing is letting go of his hand and instead wrapping your hands around his waist. He’s quick to hug you back, leaning his head against yours as you rest it against his shoulder. You can feel the umbrella against your back and although it doesn’t feel the best you’re happy to be in his arms like this. 

“We should probably get going.” You mumble, closing your eyes as you do.

“Probably.” Seonghwa agrees but neither of you move. “Thank you for today.”

“We should do it together every year.”

“We should do everything together all the time I think.”

“Really?” You laugh, entertaining him.

He nods firmly. “We should wake up together, eat all our meals together, clean together, watch TV together, sit together in silence, cuddle together, go to sleep together, all the time.” He states matter of factly.

“That would be nice.” You can feel yourself get sleepy, his soft tone mixed with his warmth it’s hard not to.

Seonghwa pulls back, still holding onto you though, and you do the same. His eyes scan your face for an answer and your smile is enough for him to know that you couldn’t agree more.

Silently you pull away fully and reach for his hand much like he did with you. “Let’s go home?”

“Let’s.” He puts your hand in his pocket with his and begins walking forward, you follow along quickly. Your steps aren’t as slow as they were previously but they’re by no means rushed. It feels normal, intimate, domestic, you aren’t sure you can really put a word on it but everything came naturally to the two of you. You’re just glad you’re here with him like this after trying to figure out how to deal with all these feelings after so long. Sure there will be other hurdles like touring and being busy but it’s all things you’ve dealt with before.

But right now is what matters, right now you’re going home with the person you love most in the world because he loves you back just as much and that’s all you can really ask for. Just you and Seonghwa in your own little world.

[9toji]

MDNI / 18+ only

you have never thought rin as a possessive and or, jealous boyfriend. it never really came to mind till now, when he stares daggers at the man who dared speak to you, he hates it honestly. the way you laugh at the man's jokes, not even funny he thought. one wrong move from the man, and he was going to take his jealousy out on you, in the best way possible.

rin's eyes twitch at the sudden movement of the man's hand, was he going to touch HIS girlfriend? he wouldn't allow it, rin quickly approached you, with a gritty smile. “hey baby, who's this?” and the man gets taken aback, “oh, sorry man. didn't know she had a boyfriend.” and rin scoffs.

“check the hand, i'm her fiance.” he proclaims, raising your hand softly. a diamond ring was wrapped around your finger, it looked expensive too (it was.) rin watched with disgust as the man scrambled away, turning his attention to you. “your friendliness is gonna kill me baby, almost laid a hand on you too. can't have that, only i can touch you.”

rin chuckles at your expression, leaning in to your neck. “i mean, he looks.. decent. but i'm your fiance, you chose a fine man to be with.. so why don't you make it worth it?” he breathes, latching his lips on to your neck, groaning at the way you're so sensitive for him.

tongue smoothing over the places he bit into, leaving hickies in his wake. his free hand cups your back, caressing it softly. while the other, worked busily to fondle your breasts. it was indecent to say the least, especially in the middle of a bar. only a few people were brave enough to look.

i mean, how could they not ignore the way you whined rin's name as he bit and caressed you. not to mention rin's excessive praising and mutters, “who do you belong to again baby? remind me who put that ring on your finger for me.” your fiance cooed, with a devilish smirk.

it took all his energy to not undress you right then and there, he was going to take you.. inside and out. in a more secluded place at least, rin didn't want to be published in newspapers for public indecency. so he opted to drag you into the restroom.

not that the sounds you two made weren't decent, maybe “famous soccer player rin itoshi caught in local bar's bathroom with fiance.” would be a good, great even headline for tomorrow's papers.

[llutik]

i think it's not my place to speak but the way johnnys disability was treated at the end of steel ball run feels wrong

he can walk a bit... as a treat <3 (the entirety of steel ball run is his physiotherapy)

[leonidadini]

Gareth Running for his life🤭

[s1llyalabaster]

Gambling on love - Sampo Koski

Where the mischevious dealer takes a gamble on the chances of winning your heart (but you, being too drunk, doesn't notice it) ~500 words, SFW but implications of intimacy

“Oh , come on! There’s no way I went over 21 with just three cards!” 

You couldn’t even count the number of Blackjack rounds you’d had this night with two hands. Pouches upon pouches of Aideen Tokens were tossed away just from one night of gambling and… way too much alcohol than you should be drinking.

“For me to go easy on you, you’ll have to pay a little somethin’ somethin’ extra, yknow?” 

Oh, Sampo Koski. The dealer who seems to have a lucky charm (or rather, a curse to players) on him at all times. Some people say he uses “black magic” to win every time, while others just think it’s sheer luck. You, however, seem to be extra unlucky when he’s the dealer. 

“Uuuugh! How come it’s always YOU that I lose to?” You growled, the shots of alcohol making you unaware that your voice was almost loud enough to surpass the Dreamscape and into the real world. Sampo smirked, eyes lidded with smugness as he lifted your chin for your eyes to meet his. 

“Only one little gemstone has gambled away his life and gave me a good run for MY own money, dear player. You’d better put out lots more effort to even be on par with him. Or…”

“Unless you beg.”

Maybe it was the alcohol that made you be bolder than ever, but your half-conscious self decided to follow his orders. Sampo watched as both of your knees hit the carpeted floor of the casino, slightly showing off your cleavage. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, no. His prideful gaze was replaced with that of lust. But no, you were too drunk to give consent to actually do…something else with him. Sampo didn’t even know if it was the alcohol talking or not, or if future him was just going to be a one-night-stand. 

“You…”

Sampo couldn’t form a word. He’d probably been staring at you for minutes on end. He grasped your hand and brushed his lips across your knuckles, then proceeded to trace the faint lines of your palms with his slim fingers, calloused from handling casino chips and other…dirty business. 

“Whew… it sure is getting hot in here,” Sampo unbuttoned his shirt, letting his waistcoat and harness free. You looked up at him with glossy eyes, dazed from the alcohol and the sight before you. The mischievous man grinned once he caught your gaze, gripping your arm and throwing it over his shoulder to allow his strong arms to carry you. 

You felt your body slowly land on the velvet couch in one of the rooms in The Reverie. It was intoxicating how Sampo treated you like you were a doll, handling you delicately with his hands touching you ever-so-softly. 

“Don’t go…” you murmured. 

“Oh, I’ll be here with you, darling. ‘Till the end of time.” 

A/N: The "gemstone" referred was Aventurine, in case you guys didn't catch on~

[rinammonroll]

A lil late to the party but this was so fun!! To draw! I love trying out art styles that aren’t like my own teehee 🤭

+ a shitty doodle of the aftermath of the situation bc lord knows Jack doesn’t like to share certain things.

[perenial]

my lifelong mission is to turn everyone into a rina stan btw

[sundersea]

daily I dream of a charli/aespa collab

[vvousmevoyez]

tw: oral fixation. nipple play. breast play. poly!aespa + 5th member. sweet cozy & loving

member!giselle, who comforts you while karina’s on a schedule.

“gigi?” you at her room, pleased to find Aeri resting in bed, scrolling down her phone with a bored look.

at her humming, you felt comfortable to squeeze in beside her, propping your head under your hands to stare at your member as aeri's arms circled your waist, bringing you close.

with such a tight schedule, it was hard for the five of you to get together and hang out without chores or duties. by the time you were at the dorms, you were all too exhausted to do anything but sleep.

“'rina's out,” you murmured, pouting. karina was always working more than the rest of you. “miss her.”

campaigns, mv feats, fashion show appearances… you hated how she thought she could do everything without ever taking time for herself. and for the two of you, too. you missed her, ached for her presence. being without karina made life serve you no purpose.

giselle sighed, still not taking her eyes off her phone as her hand lifted your shirt to trace soothing circles on your back. “i know, puppy. but she'll be home soon, okay? then you can have her all you want.”

you didn't want to have karina soon. not later at night, when she'll be distraught. with the group's early schedule tomorrow, there won't be time for you to be together.

tears start to water your eyes, pout deepening as you fight not to let them roll down your cheeks.

“don't want her later.” complaining, you buried your face in one of the many pillows giselle insisted on keeping in her bed. “want her now, gigi.”

in better days, giselle would indulge your pettiness. she'd smirk, swirling her tongue around your earlobe as she asked all the things you expected karina to do to you, were the leader in the apartment and not away for the night.

but you were all exhausted, deprived of a proper break for nearly a year, now— every ounce of patience the five of you could've possibly had has vanished long ago.

you didn't care if you were being an annoying, spoiled brat. fuck everything. as the maknae, it was their official duty to coddle you.

and the fact that giselle had yet to set her phone down and pay you proper attention was starting to piss you off.

with a big sigh, giselle finally relented, huffing at your drama. “y/n. she's not here now. wait a few hours.”

her voice was strained, obviously impatient to deal with your spoiled, whiny self interrupting whatever it was that entertained her. instead of indulging you as she'd always do, giselle rolled her eyes, really, really wishing for karina's immediate return.

tears now rolled freely down your cherubic cheeks, as you bit your hand to keep from hiccuping. you couldn't help it; everything just seemed so heavy lately. the frantic routine they must sustain has drained you completely. getting out of bed every morning felt nearly impossible. 

practices became hard, your movements each time sloppier on stage. being an idol wasn't as thrilling and exciting as it once was, which terrified you. music was all you got; the light in darkness. you couldn’t lose your love for it.

or else you’d be left with nothing at all. more than a decade of intense dedication for nothing.

strong arms lifted you closer, now shifting so you'd be leaning on giselle almost entirely. you knew she wouldn't mind the extra weight, her mornings spent at the gym pay off well. the japanese girl understood at last how close you were to a breakdown, pitying your erratic breaths.

kissing the top of your head affectionally, she cooed. “shh, puppy. it's overwhelming, i know. but it's going to be over soon, okay? just two more shows, then we'll have much more time for ourselves. don't cry, i promise it will get better.”

you were unable to answer, not with the lump in your throat. instead, you shook your head, hiding your face in her chest. given your current scenario, her words were hard to believe.

giselle's long, acrylic nails scratched your scalp in soothing, tranquil movements that helped ground you. when your violent crying had faded into quiet, weak whimpers, she pressed kisses to each of your cheeks, licking your tears away. on any other times it would've felt gross.

but as you trembled on the older member's bed, you felt nothing but gratitude.

“here,” she took off her hoodie, then her shirt, hissing slightly from the temperature drop as she guided your mouth to her chest, “you're too tired for this, puppy. unnie's got you.”

now less anxious, your pleased hums sent electric shocks to aeri's core, drawing a thin coat of blood on her lips as she prevented herself from moaning when your tongue reached her nipple. this wasn't about her pleasure; her puppy was needy, and she'd provide everything you needed while their leader wasn't present to step in.

keeping track of time was nearly impossible when you were suckling on a pretty girl's tits. giselle's breasts were divine: big, and inviting. your tongue circled her nipple before closing your mouth in, eager to take as much of her as you could. nothing mattered: certainly not the air lacking from your lungs or the sticky arousal on your cunt.

all that existed was giselle, her glorious body, and her soothing, loving touches. you'd beg, crying to worship every inch of her body on your knees. she'd surely like it— years of sleeping next door have taught you well.

although clouded by the warmth and care she made you feel, your mind was still troubled, a flash of incoherent, pessimistic situations.

giselle's fingers dug deeper into your hair, yanking your head back and forcing you to stare at her. with teary eyes, flushed face, and swollen lips, you looked every bit like the hopeless, pretty puppy you tried so hard not to be. giselle still remembers the day you joined them as trainees, so naive and eager to learn. you'd mirror their every move, soaking up their praises and advice as you worked yourself till late at night to make up for the years other trainees had in advantage.

staring at your big, pleading eyes, all giselle saw was this same maknae. not the cryptic, reserved idol personality you've built up for yourself. away from the public, you were their clingy, spoiled puppy, and the girls would give you everything you'd ever want.

“no teeth, puppy.” she warned, clicking her tongue as she pried your lips open. “you're thinking too much again. let go, okay? empty your mind, just for a while. i'll be here.”

you hummed, annoyed by the interruption, tauntingly running your teeth against the side of her breast. in response, aeri's hands trailed lower, closing around your neck. her message was clear.

don’t be a tease.

despite her always ruining all the fun, you obeyed, emptying your mind to focus on suckling on aeri's tits. it was easy to lose yourself to pleasure, relaxing as minutes passed by. giselle would hum eventually, still scrolling on her phone as her thumb caressed your face with a love that consumed you entirely.

just like that, you fell asleep: with your mouth still half-closed around her nipple, snoring adorably against the older member. you were so deep in dreamland that you didn't even notice the flash in your face, followed by giselle's giggles.

puppy fell asleep ˆˆ she sent your girlfriend the picture. karina answered immediately.

so cute!! i'll be home soon.

bring snacks. aeri demanded, bossy as always.

jimin only laughed, staring at the picture for another minute before being called back to her photoshoot.

[106alibi]

your first (goofy) christmas with bf!park jisung. fluff.

"wait- just a moment!"

your boyfriend had invited you to his apartment for a christmas gathering along with the other boys, but here you were stuck outside the front door, freezing your ass off with a bag full of gifts because jeno just wouldn't let you enter, and you knew better than to try to push your way past his strong build. still, you tried to crane your neck to peek past jeno's shoulder, but all you could see was a bunch of men, donned in ugly christmas sweaters, surrounding something, whispering something you couldn't catch at all. jeno turned his head around as the boys mouthed something to him, before he finally stepped away from the door frame.

"close your eyes, y/n."

"what-"

two hands (whom you assumed were jeno's) clamped over your eyes before you could protest as you waddled into the living room, almost tripping before someone else managed to catch you. you muttered curses under your breath, mainly directed at your boyfriend's absence. your feet kicked a box before your the hands over your eyes were finally removed. you blinked at the bright lights, your eyes adjusting to find yourself in front of a christmas tree, and in front of a gigantic present box, a box that stood tall enough at your waist level and way too wide to be placed under the tree. you tilted your head in confusion, and looked around at the six giggly boys who stood around you, your boyfriend still no where to be found.

"open it."

you eyed haechan, who was chuckling uncontrollably with his head buried in renjun's shoulder.

it was obvious, really, what they were giggling and chuckling about. it wasn't hard to connect the dots between your boyfriend's absence, their laughter, and the comically large gift box. large enough to fit a person. still, with a suppressed grin, you untied the bow on the top of the box and pulled the lid off.

"surprise!" jisung jumped up with his hands out like a jack in the box toy, with strings of colourful LED lights twinkling from his neck, a synthetic white beard stuck on his face and a santa hat threatening to fall off his head.

the silence was embarrassingly deafening, and it was clear from the snorts from the boys and the way jisung hid his face in his hands that this was not his idea at all, but all you could do was grin dumbly at how cute your boyfriend was, trying to hide from his own girlfriend as if she hadn't seen worse.

"I told you this was stupid-"

you didn't let him finish. you pulled his hands away from his face and yanked him closer to you, causing him to stumble as your lips met, soft and plush as his hyungs whistled around you and someone hollered "I told you this would work!". you pulled away to examine his faux bearded face, stifling a laugh at it, and the way his boba eyes stared at you, wide and in love.

"merry christmas, my stupid santa." you poked at his beard as he puffed his cheeks out in response.

and despite how ridiculous he looked this christmas, he knew he would do it all over again, for the pretty grin on your face and the sound of your stifled snorts. sigh, guess hes gonna need his hyungs help next christmas again.

a/n: this is so stupid I can't decide if I love it or hate it. anyway blessed christmas everyone! 🎄 love each and everyone of you

[nextikeu]

PHOTOS i think enhypen members would take of you.

pairing. enha x fem!reader

note. i saw this on tiktok but with svt members so i wanted to give it a try :)) , also most of these photos are girl group members

heejay — 🐹🐈‍⬛

jakehoon — 🐶🐧

wonkisun (maknae line) — 🦊🐈🐣

NEXTIKEU. 2024

please reblog/comment ♡

[yizhou-time]

[ 20.08 ] mafia!hongjoong — hurt to comfort (?)

warning/s: mentions of kidnapping, is this a sickfic 😭

rina’s notes: LOOK WE ALL SAW IOMT I COULDNT NOT???? i havent proof read because i dont do that baddies trust their instinct :) also i love writing for hongjoong it's so easy because like omg i love him

“i’m a grown adult, san.” you frown at the man looming over you. he shakes his head and pulls his handkerchief out of his suit pocket. he considers handing it to you but watches you as you cough and moves to wipe your nose for you. “i’m an adult with a cold, you’re doing too much.”

he continues to wipe your nose, even hongjoong walks in. “an adult who was kept in a flooded basement. you wouldn’t be ill if you weren’t put in that situation. a situation that you were put in because of us. stop downplaing everything please.” he puts the handkerchief on your bedside cabinet and strokes your hair before walking out, giving you and your boyfriend some space.

the door softly clicks shut and hongjoong slowly teeters your way. he can’t bare to see you in a hospital bed and knowing it was his fault makes his heart hurt more. “i- you don’t deserve this.” he sits in the chair next to you and waits for you to finish your coughing fit before grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss on the top. he keeps it close to him, resting his forehead on it as he apologises. “i’m so, very, sorry, my love.” he kisses your hand again and continues to whisper apologies.

you take your hand out of his grasp and place it on his cheek. “i’m too ill to be angry and in too much pain to be upset.” he leans into your hand and turns his head to kiss your palm. “finding out about your little business through men who took me off the street wasn’t great but, hey, what can we do.” you laugh quietly, trying to find some comfort in joking however hongjoong being here was much more comforting.

“i promise i was going to tell you, i needed to so you could have someone with you but i didn’t and now-.” he reaches up and pushes hair stuck to your head behind your ear. “in all honesty, i wasn’t sure if we would be able to continue this dance we were doing. my heart wanted to but my head worried about things like this and look what happened.”

you shake your head at him. “you can’t talk about leaving me now.” he watches as tears well up in your eyes. “too much is going on for you to talk about that now, not when we need each other the most. who’s going to cuddle you at night when you’re already too hot? who’s going to bring me jelly when i’m upset?” his stoic face cracks a small smile and you giggle quietly.

“who’s going to be doing all that, huh?” he leans further into your hand and you stroke his cheek, mirroring his smile. you pull away from him and move across the bed to make more room, hongjoong gets the message almost immediately and stands up to join you. he pushes the duvet out of the way and lays down next to you.

he covers himself with the duvet and opens his arms for you to place your head on his chest, you do just that and wrap an arm around him. hongjoong hugs you and kisses the top of your head with a small frown. “let’s hope next time you’re ill it’s because you want to kiss in the rain again.”

his steady heartbeat is enough to lull you into a deep sleep quickly, after all you’ve been very busy these past few days and ending it in your boyfriend’s arms was all you could ask for now. he listens to your somewhat soft breaths and it’s music to his ears. you probably will wake up with a sore throat tomorrow and more sick than you were today but he’d rather you were sick with him than alone in your house or stuck in that basement. once he’s sure you’re down for good he closes his eyes, regardless of how uncomfortable he is all he’s needed the three nights without you is to have you back in his arms.

yeosang, yunho and seonghwa stand outside the small room, watching through the glass window on the door. small smiles fall on their faces as they watch their fierce leader fall into a state of tranquil. it was the calmest they’d ever seen him. they hadn’t seen your more intimate moments, san had been the only one to properly get to know you while the rest had only met you when hongjoong dropped you home or he was being dropped off to meet you. seeing him cuddled up was odd but it was what he deserved.

“his suit’s going to be creased.” yeosang shakes his head, still smiling.

“yeah, but he’ll buy a new one.” yunho looks at his friend then the couple.

seonghwa observes the scene in front of him. everything was right now, they were altogether. “come on, let’s get cleaned up and we can sort through everything tomorrow. i’m sure hongjoong wants to be there for it.”

[9toji]

Can u do make up seggx please (and with a wholesome aftercare with a lot of apologizing) 😭😭😭 with either toji nanami megumi getooo !!! <33 ty

I really love ur works btw 💗

A UNIQUE FORM OF SORRIES + toji, geto

tags ; nsfw, mean doms turned soft, they're so sorry for mistreating you, toji's position is mating press, while geto's is missionary, cockwarming (toji), mentions of wanting a child (toji), tons of sweet words thrown and aftercare is sweet, not fuck but making love, sweet kinda segsy time

rina's comments ; OFC ANON <3 thamks so much for the kind words!! i hope u likey likey this!! ill make a part 2 for nanamin and megumin

toji

he was such a big meanie earlier that day, avoiding you because he was in a pensive mood. almost screamed at you but after seein' you almost cry, he goes soft and he says sorry.. by fucking you

“let me make you feel better, sweet thing.” he groans, his huge figure was hovering over you. cock buried deep, stretching you out with ease as he bottomed out. toji's tongue was lapping up your neck, “ 'm sorry, feels good.. huh?” he chuckles after hearing you whine out, one of his hands was placed under your head so that two of you stared at each other while he pounded into you.

toji rarely treated you with this much softness n care so you buried your head in the crook of his neck, blushing. he notices this and makes you look at him, gentle fingers squeezing your cheeks so you two can maintain eye contact, “wanna see your face when i make ya feel good baby, forgive me, hm?” he coos, smiling at the way you purse your lips, “you know ya love me.”

his thrusts aren't what you're used to, they're slow and sensual, making sure to hit those sweet spots just right that it makes you go dumb and dizzy for him, he cradles you in his arms with care till both of you reach your high, toji doesn't pull out though. he has his dick lay inside you, softening as the base gets coated with your cum.

you giggle into his warm and bear-like embrace, watching him kiss your body all over. from your cheeks to your shoulders, to your wrists and palms. “love all of this, you're the only one f'me.. gonna have my babies soon, don't get so mad baby. still need to marry you and make you have my babies, okay?”

geto

you two had a major disagreement that lasted weeks, geto avoided you like the plague and gave you the silent treatment. but not until he saw you sobbing, his heart aching for you so he places a warm kiss, that ends up in something more

“missed you baby, there you are.” he breathes, kissing your nose as he thrusts into you. geto's hands were on either side of you, and your legs were dangling off his forearms. geto groans every time you pull on his locks, and he fakes a sad expression when you mumble, “hate you suguru.” “but i love you more.”

your eyes droop and he taps your cheeks, “watch me make love to you baby, see how much i missed lovin' you. so so sorry, what else can i do for my baby, hm?” he asks softly, brushing off the sweaty strands of hair that covered your face. geto definitely felt bad, n you could tell by the way he talks to you.

normally, he would hiss and spit of how much of a whore you were; prompting you to bend over. but now, he was staring into your eyes, nodding everytime you showed signs of pleasure, “like it baby? mm, yeah.”suguru grins, watching you twitch after you reach your high, pulling out and asking politely if you could sit on his lap, rubbing warm circles on your back as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, “i love you, so much. nothin's gonna pull us apart.” suguru swears, kissing your forehead.

he keeps whispering into your ear, making you feel a little sleepy. his eyes soften at the sight and he kisses you once more before he hugs you tight, “love you baby.” he mumbles, falling asleep alongside you.

[ducktoo]

Syncing Dream [Aespa x M!Reader]

Completed ☑️

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Sypnosis: This follows the untold story of an ex-trainee who unexpectedly finds himself managing one of K-pop's biggest groups, aespa. Navigating the chaos of schedules, performances, and personalities, they must balance professionalism with deep-rooted friendships-especially with Winter, their childhood friend.

What will happened? Who knows, but it will always be fun

UPDATE: requests are welcome if u have a scenario in mind!

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Chapters:

Arc 1 - Career change

1. New life…as what now?

2. Begin anew…also a-screwed

3. Wrong room?

4. Day off…not?

5. Ramen Breakdown

6. Year-end Spectacular

7. Company Dinner

Arc 2 - Improvement

8. New year, new man(ager)

9. Reveluv

10. Day off becomes show off

11. Gym-selle life

12. Jelly does come in both ways

13. Active in the…sun?

14. Man(ager) down

15. Maknae down

16. Revelus Dos

Arc 3 - Conflict

17. Big Bang

18. Dying Star

19. Supernova

20. Kabe-down

21. Su-su-su-su

22. Imma get it done

Arc 4 - Synk Dive

23. Who do you like?

24. Level Up

25. First Stop

26. Tokyo Trip

27. Terror in Tokyo

28. Burgundy

29. History

30. End of the tour

Arc 5 - Realisation

31. Fashion Statement

32. Whipupulashu

33. Renov-log

34. Sun and Moon

35. Awkward asf

36. Ai-ai-aespa!

Epilogue. Je T’aime

Side stories

Side 1. Goal to fame with Giselle

Side 2. Rina, Rocket Puncher

Side 3. Rewind with Winter

Side 4. Ning Ning Noodle

Afterwords