#sad puppy eyes donghun

[skybluelatte]

Happy Birthday Donghun!!!🖤🖤🖤

[innielove]

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[junquisite]

Treasure

WORD COUNT : 2.1K

GENRE : Supernatural AU, Spirit! Donghun X OC

WARNING : The OC has slightly ambiguous Morals, implied violence, mentions of murder, implied murder, very little mention of blood, PLEASE IT’S SOFT DON’T WORRY!!

NOTE : Hello, i came up with this idea last night at 2.30 in the morning, told @unknown5tar​ about it, then ended up writing this in like 2-3 hours. so enjoy~

The mountain top was reputed - reputed to hold the biggest treasure one couldn't even imagine and no man has ever reached there but the claims still live. The path was dangerous - journey worth weeks that you can't bring enough food for, thunder strikes and too heavy rain and snow or dust storms comprising the unpredictable weather you could never prepare for. And if all that was not enough, there were wild animals to fight you, and ofcourse the dragon at the top of the mountain. 

So Donghun just blinked at the girls standing at the mouth of the cave with his mouth agape.

“How did you get here?” he asked as the girl looked at him quickly and pulled her sword out from behind her.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” she asked as she took frantic steps towards him and he stepped back with his hands raised.

“I’m the spirit of this cave.” he said when her sword was a feather away from his face.

“A spirit? Do you guard the treasure?” she asked as her eyes flickered to her surroundings.

“You can say so. Now if you can just take that sword away from my face.” he said and she took it away, her whole attention at the inside of the cave. Probably looking for the treasure, Donghun thought. 

“Aren't you a spirit? Why would you be scared of a mere sword?” she asked offhandedly as she walked around the barren cave and he was getting nervous as he followed her to the inside of the cave where there was a slight opening at the top reaching the peak of the mountain as she looked around.

“I might be a spirit but I'm still a mortal.” he mumbled as she turned to stare at him.

“How would that even work..” she mumbled but before he could explain she shrugged.

“Whatever spirit, where’s the treasure? It took me almost a month to get here, give me my treasure.” she asked him with a big smile and he just gave her a small smile.

“The real treasure is the friends you made on the way here.”

 There was a scary silence which settled in the cave where she stared at him and Donghun willed his heart to not jump out of his chest. She had a sword that she was clearly not afraid to use.

“You're joking aren't you? is this some test to see if i’m worth the treasure or not because I need my treasure spirit!” she spoke, her words getting louder as she stepped closer to him, crowding him against the wall.

“That is the real treasure. You must not have made it here alone on your own, the friends were the real treasure.”

She started laughing at that and it scared the spirit further.

“Why are you laughing?” he asked as she took a few steps away to sit down on the floor and laugh. When she had calmed down enough she looked at him sharply.

“So you’re telling me the 6 people I left behind to get here were the supposed treasure?” she asked and he nodded.

“What happened to them?” he asked and she shrugged.

“2 died during the climb, one of them got eaten by a tiger we encountered and the other 2 got caught by your precious dragon. He must not have to go out to hunt for a while now.” she said, her lips turning up slightly as she spoke.

“And what about the last one?” he asked and she gave him a sinister smile.

“I didn't want to split the treasure.” she said simply and laughed at Donghun’s mortified face. “Don't look so scared now. I won't kill you spirit.” she said as she got up and dusted her cloth.

“Don't you have a name though? I’ll start, I’m Kim Minji, and you?” she asked as she started wandering the cave again.

“Lee Donghun.” he said slowly and watched her head bob in acknowledgment.

“Aren't you hungry? Do you not eat?” she asked and he looked away. “I don't.”

She laughed loudly when his stomach grumbled at that exact moment.

“I'm going to stick around for a while spirit until I find something worth taking back with me. So share your food with me.” she said as she waited for him at the center of the opening, her hands on her waist making her look more serious then she probably was but it got the point across as Donghun scrambled to go to one of the tunnels just on the other side of the opening. 

He heard her gasp as she entered behind him to the small garden.

“What would you like?” he asked as she looked around.

Figuring she was probably not going to answer anything anytime soon, he started gathering the fruits and berries and anything edible in the small garden he felt like eating.

“This is so fascinating but do you really get enough to eat daily?” she asked and he looked at her confused.

“What do you mean? They bloom and fruit everyday?” he asked. Wasn't that how it was everywhere?

Her open mouth gaping at him made him think maybe it was in fact, not like this everywhere.

“Aren't you going to eat?” he asked as he filled a container with the water behind the garden and she followed him like a puppy to the opening. It made him laugh for some reason.

 After eating she literally groaned and proceeded to lie down on the floor and sigh happily.

“I haven't eaten this much in years and this wasn't even meat.”

Donghun had many questions but what came out of his mouth was,“Meat?”

She sat up at that. “You have never had meat?” she asked and he shook his head.

“What is it?”

“It's basically the flesh of animals but cooked.” 

He scrunched up his face at that. “That's so disgusting.” he said and she laughed.

“I'll change your mind and get you some one day.” she said as she got up and strolled a little away from him and settled in a little corner as Dognhun looked up at the little sky opening above their head, it was getting dark.

“Are you sleeping?” he asked and she nodded as she pulled the small raggish looking bag he remembered her bringing and pulled out a tattered blanket she wrapped herself in.

A few minutes passed and Minji was almost asleep when she felt someone pulling her blanket away. She was about to fight when she felt something more solid and warm being wrapped around her and she smiled and snuggled in.

 A loud noise woke her up and she looked up to see it was about a little earlier than Dawn, the sun was probably about to rise she assumed as she picked up her sword and walked to the entryway of the cave. She peeked outside as two men from her village were holding Donghun at sword point. 

“Stop lying to us spirit! Tell us where the treasure is!”

She stood back as she looked at them. He was a spirit, he must be alright. She thought as she looked at the scene. She recognised the men.

They must have followed me and my group for an easy way, she thought as one of them looked around at the sparse belongings of the spirit and the other held Donghun with his sword in his face. When the first man kicked off a small bundle to the floor and clothes fell from it, Donghun tried to stop them and convince them that there was really no treasure. 

She wasn't going to interfere, she had no need to since he was a spirit, but when the one holding the sword pierced his neck’s skin and drew out blood, she sighed as she stepped out.

“You really have no shame. Was the plan to take the treasure off of my hands when I would get back to the village not enough that you came here following me too?” she said as her own sword dangled lightly from her hands.

She heard Donghun softly whisper her name and winked at him.

“Now why don't you leave my pretty spirit alone and deal with someone who can not only take you on but also probably defeat you.” she said and smirked as she knew she ticked them off.

15 minutes later she was standing with her own feet on top of that man’s head as she cleaned her face of blood with her jacket. She kicked him as she went to check on Donghun who was peeking from the opening and she smiled at him.

“I’ll drag the bodies outside, I'm sure your dragon would love that.” 

“I'm not your pretty spirit.” he grumbled as he looked down on the ground, but quickly looked at her when he heard her laugh loudly.

“From everything I did, you chose to pick up on that?” as she left him to drag the bodies out. 

A few minutes later she came back only for Donghun to thrust a pair of clothes towards her.

“There is a stream from that entrance.. You can clean up, I won't peak.” he said and his red cheeks were begging for her to tease him, so she did.

“I won't mind if you would.” she said and winked at him, and left laughing to the entrance he pointed as she heard him choking.

 That morning  after eating something for breakfast, when she was stretching on the ground and Donghun was sitting in the corner, observing her, she stared back at him.

“What do you usually do here?” she asked and he shrugged.

“Nothing?” she asked and he nodded and she whistled. “I’m equally parts sad and happy for you.” and she sat up, a serious look on her face.

 “I have decided what I want for treasure.” she said and saw Donghun visibly gulp.

“You. i'll have you as my treasure.” she said with a huge smile and he tried to stutter out a response which wasn't coherent enough for her to make sense.

“Hear me out,” she tried to stop him from hyperventilating and when he took a couple deep breaths and nodded at her to  go on, she smiled.

“I’ll stay here. There's nothing calling me back to my village, I've got no one. I'll stay and protect you from people like them and i’ll even take you out!” she saw as his face was slightly scared but at the prospect of going outside, it lightened up.

“You’ll.. Take me out?” he said and she nodded.

“Okay..can i trust you though?” he asked and she raised an eyebrow at him.

“I just saved your life?” she questioned back and he glared at her.

“You also killed them with no remorse.” he said and she shrugged.

“Fair enough. But you can trust me, I'll also teach you to defend yourself my mortal spirit.” she said and threw him her sword which he caught, slightly scared.

“I’ll agree then.” 

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“Do you think it'll be alright for me to leave the cave?” Donghun asked her and she rolled her eyes at him.

“For the hundredth time Donghun, yes. You yourself told me that I was the only one who came in the past 3 years.” she said as she stepped out with her sword behind her back and a bag full of fruits to trade off for some money.

“How are you today faei.” she cooed at the dragon who rubbed her giant head at Minji’s tiny hands.

“It didn't really took her that long to get comfortable with you.” Donghun said and Minji smiled.

“I never knew it was her. Women bond quickly, don't we Faei.” she said, the last part directed at the dragon who made an elated noise at her and Minji laughed.

“We’ll go to the other village, the opposite to mine. The people at mine must be anticipating either my death or me returning with that treasure to steal it from me. So let’s go to the other village.” she told him and he nodded as she turned towards the other way.

“Lets go!” she said as she grabbed Donghun’s hand and his ear turned red and he looked away.

“We’ll eat bread?” he asked and she smiled and nodded. Then he proceeded to name all the food she has ever mentioned to him and a few steps forward she was full on laughing and nodding at his every word.

“And meat of course!” she added as he scrunched his face at the suggestion.

“How preposterous!” he said as he made a horrified face and she laughed.

“I’ll get you used to it, my precious spirit.” as she pulled him closer with a hand around his waist and he looked away.

She got his attention with giving him a small peck on his cheeks and he was quick to look her way, his whole face read now as he tried to stutter out a response.

“Let’s go my spirit.”

“Not your spirit.” he managed to mumble out and the mountain forest resounded with her laugh.

[whattodowithkpop]

Donghun Baby (Donghun)

Title: Donghun Baby

Pairing: Donghun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 800 Words 

Writer: Kpopmadness

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The sound of thunder rumbling outside gets my attention, forcing me awake. I see rain falling out the bedroom window and stretch out in bed before turning over and adjust my body until my head rests on my husbands broad chest. 

Donghun wraps his arms around my waist and runs a hand through my hair as he lets out a sleepy sigh. 

“Morning Princess.” He whispers as he kissed my forehead, his voice deep from sleep. 

I let out a hum in acknowledgment, still too sleepy to talk. The rise and fall of Donghun’s chest relaxes me and I feel myself start to go back to sleep. 

A few moments later the sound of our bedroom door coming open makes me wake up. I smirk against Donghun’s chest and whisper, “Guess who’s awake.” 

Donghun laughs as little feet paddle their way over to our bed and grip the bed covers. “Mommy, can I get in bed with you and daddy, please?” 

I smile and sit up, Donghun untangling his arms from me. Big brown eyes look up at me. Our three year old daughter had Donghun’s eyes and hair. And she had perfected the puppy eyes and pouty lips like her father. 

I hold my hands out to her as she takes them and I help her climb up onto our bed with us. 

She lets out a grunt when she’s up on the bed, “That’s a lot of work.” 

Making me and Donghun chuckle at her wit. 

She crawls over my lap to Donghun. Which makes him smile widely as he takes her in his arms and hugs her close to him for a moment, her head resting on his chest. 

“How’s my little princess?” He whispers as he tries to fix her messy bed head hair. 

“Good.” She answers as she sits back and reaches over to grab a lock of my hair to play with. 

“Mommy,” She says thoughtfully. “Daddy says we’re both princesses.” 

I nod my head in acknowledgment. “He does.” Then I add, “But what does that make daddy?” 

She looks down at Donghun’s hands which she had taken was playing with his fingers, her eyebrow furrowing in concentration, “Uuhhh...” 

“Am i a prince?” Donghun asks, smiling at her. 

She giggle at him as she shakes her head, “No.” 

“Then what is he?” I ask, laughing at her. 

“Uuuhh....” She thinks about it for a bit longer before looking up at Donghun and stating cheerfully, “Fat!” 

I laugh, my stomach starting to hurt from laughing so hard. Donghun narrows his eyes at her before tackling her onto the bed and starts to tickle her. She lets out a scream before breaking into giggles. 

She eventually crawls her way to me and gets into my lap, her laughter slowly fading away. 

I smirk at Donghun, a smile on his face now. “Where do you think she learned how to be such a smart Alec from?” 

Donghun narrows his eyes at me, a clear warning in them. 

“Daddy.” Our daughter says, breaking our gaze. 

“Can you make me pancakes?” She asks, a sweet smile on her face now. 

Donghun pouts and whines, “Why should I make you breakfast after you called me fat?” 

She makes sad eyes at him as she crawls over to him and gives him a kiss on the lips before pleading, “Please daddy?” Her big doe eyes staring into his. 

Donghun lets out a chuckle before hanging his head, his tough composure breaking. Soon he’s off the bed and going to the kitchen to make her pancakes. To which she smiles and claps her hands in excitement. 

I look at our daughter and smirk, “You have daddy wrapped around your little finger.” I tell her. 

She smiles at me, “I know.” She states. 

I laugh and pull the covers back and get up, which makes her get up and paddle her way over to me so I can pick her up. 

I hold her while I walk around our bedroom and open blinds, letting the little light there was outside come in. All the while she hums a tune she had come up with in her head. 

“What do you want to wear today?” I ask her as I pick out clothes for myself. 

She seems to think about it for awhile before saying, “Something pink.” 

I chuckle, knowing I should have guessed that would be her answer. I set her down on the floor so she can walk to her bedroom. Hae had come in at some point and was sitting by our bed cleaning her paws. 

“Be gentle.” I warn sternly as our daughter picks Hae up and starts carrying her and I follow her into her bedroom to help her get dressed for the day

“Yes mama.” She answers politely, cradling Hae in her small arms. 

MASTERLIST

[whattodowithace]

Open, for flowers (Chan)

Title: Open, for flowers

Pairing: Reader x Chan (A.C.E)

Genre: Fluff, flower shop AU

Word count: 3201

Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)

“Chanie, wait for me!” A little girl screeches to her best friend as she runs frantically down the gravel road. Her ponytail swinging in the breeze behind her.

“I am waiting.” The little boy answers shortly, stopping mid run to wait for her small legs to catch up to him.

She huffs as she comes up beside him. “Where are we going?” She asks impatiently.

“My book says this time of year there’s special flowers blooming. I want to go see.”

Chan loved everything flowers and wildlife. He had a big book that he used to chart when certain flowers would bloom, how long they would keep, the list going on and on. He had a sketchbook that he carried with him everywhere. Inside were thousands of sketches of flowers he had found. Some he even kept dried and neatly pressed inside the sketchbook.

“You’re weird for a boy.” The little girl teases, nudging him with her shoulder.

Chan smiles at his best friend. “You don’t have to come with me you know. I know everyone thinks I’m weird. I won’t be sad if you think the same.”

The little girl looked at him. Her eyes holding some sadness and hurt at his suggestion. “I like going with you, Yuchan.” The little girl answered truthfully, masking Chans eyes widen in surprise.

“Besides,” she adds. “You’re nicer to me than the other boys. Donghun pulls my ponytail all the time.” She rubbed her head as if she could feel his hand tugging at her hair. Making her head sore.

Chan lets out a giggle. “That’s just his way of saying he likes you.” He reassures. His smile turning his eyes turn into crescents, making her smile back.

The little girl suddenly gasps in excitement, making Chan take a step back. “Maybe when we grow up we can open a shop together, Chanie!” She squeals. “Just for your flowers!”

Chan tilts his head to the side, her suggestion new to him. “I never thought about doing that.” He admits.

“I think you should do it.” She encourages. “And I’ll help you.”

That summer day on that gravel road with the warm air circling around the two children was a pivotal point in their young lives. They just didn’t realize how much of one it was.

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“Yuchan!” I call into the small shop. The sweet scent of flowers greeting me as i enter. The smell making me feel like i was home.

A full head of blonde hair peaks behind a door to my right, a smile on his face. “Hi love.” Chan greets warmly.

I smile at my best friend. “Hey. Have you been busy today?”

Chan wipes his hands that were smeared with potting soil off on his apron as he says, “Not too bad. But i am ready for your help if that’s what you’re asking.” He says with a sly wink.

I laugh and set my bag down on a free chair by the door. “Can i go freshen up upstairs?”

Chan nods quickly as he turns his attention to a row of cactuses lining the store window. His eyes catching a certain gleam to them that they always did when he was working in his element.

I rush upstairs to the loft where Chan lived after store hours. The old building was one Chan had been saving up for since he was eight years old. The downstairs portion was his own flower shop, the upstairs was his apartment. A small loft with a large window overlooking the town and letting gentle rays of sunlight spark across the small space.

I smile happily. I loved this place. Chan bought it right out of high school. He let me have a job with him here once it became established. I worked part time throwing papers in the early mornings, and then in the afternoon i worked with Chan. Although many nights i ended up going upstairs with him to watch our favorite movies and play games with the guys.

I change my shirt from a long sleeve to a short sleeve. The spring air getting warmer everyday. I swoop my hair back into a ponytail before tying on my apron and heading downstairs to help Chan work and arrange flower decorations and take any orders we might have had.

My foot hits the last step when i feel a hard tug on my ponytail, making me screech in more annoyance than pain.

“Would you stop doing that, you brat!” I yell at Donghun. Who wears an evil smirk on his face as he stares down at me.

“Nope. I’ve done it since we were kids and I’m going to keep doing it.” He tells me with a sly wink. His dark puppy eyes shining.

I pinch his arm before shoving past him to go behind the checkout counter with Chan. Who greeted me with a warm smile as he handed me a freshly potted cactus to place behind the window for display.

I head to the large window but quickly stop when i see the man leaning over one of the cactuses, his hand hovering over the spikes that covered the succulent.

“Seyoon, what on earth do you think you’re doing? You’re going to hurt yourself.” I scold him, pushing him away from the cactus before he did damage to himself or said plant.

“I wanted to see how sharp it was.” Seyoon whines, his bottom lip pouting.

“I also dared him to touch it.” Donghun adds in.

“I had no say in it.” Jun chimes in. I hadn’t seen him come in earlier.

“But we did think it would be fun to see if he would actually do it.” Byeongkwan adds, who was standing next to Donghun.

“We just didn’t think he would actually do it.” Donghun chuckles as he shakes his head. A crooked grin lining his face.

An older woman with silver hair walks into the store about then. The doors bell ringing as she opens and closes the door.

“If you aren’t going to help us then leave you guys.” Chan hisses. “Before you destroy my shop.”

I give the boys pointed looks, agreeing with Chan. In the end Byeongkwan and Jun stayed to help us. While Seyoon and Donghun ran off somewhere else.

But before they left Donghun was sure to give my ponytail a final tug, making me kick his shin as he scurried out. Seyoon was thoughtful enough to hug me before they left. But he always did that.

Me and Chan worked together feverishly until the sun started dipping into the horizon. Its rays and warmth fading from the streets. Jun and Byeongkwan left, leaving me and Chan to balance the checkbook and clean up for the next day.

I sat at a bar stool carefully arranging a set of red roses for display when Chan came down the stairs from his loft. Two hot cups of coco in his hands as he made his way to me.

He sat on the stool beside me as we drank our coco in silence. Our legs tired from constantly walking all day long.

But my mind wouldn’t settle down. A nagging subject i had been delaying bringing up to Chan tying my stomach in tight knots.

I set the mug of hot chocolate down carefully before taking a deep breath. “Chan?”

“Yeah, love?” Chan answers me. Not really meeting my eyes as he picks dead leaves off a chrysanthemum.

“Mom and daddy want me to go to collage soon.” I tell him bluntly. This makes Chan stop and face me. His big brown eyes going sad. But he remains quiet and patiently waits for me to finish.

“They say i cant spend all my life with newspapers and flowers.” I choke out, trying not to cry. “Daddy wants me to go to med school this fall. He says he wants me to follow in his footsteps.”

My father was the top leading brain surgeon in the US. His name well known to many and his heroic acts publicized on many social media platforms. My mother ran a fashion business. I was never much into clothes. That much showed from my jeans with rips in them and a plain T-shirt. I only ever wore one sweatshirt. And it was one Chan gave me while we were in high school. I wore it nearly everyday. Which she hated. It was too repetitive. She had scolded many times.

“Is that what you want?” Chan asks quietly. His voice unbearably low.

“I don’t know.” I sigh, hiding my face in my hands. Tears threatening to fall down my cheeks. “I do like the world of medicine.” I admit.

Chan nods, “You were always really good at identifying certain herbs that would help with illnesses when we were younger. While I was just good at naming different types of flowers.”

I let out a soft chuckle and shake my head at the memory. “But I don’t know that’s what i want to do.” I tell him, meeting his eyes. “But just for once, i would like for my parents to be proud of me.”

Chan gives me a small smile before standing up from his chair and wrapping his arms around my shoulders, his chest pressing into my back as he rested his chin on top of my head.

“You should do whatever makes you happy, love.” Chan whispers. “You know i would miss you horribly if you decide to move away to a big collage. The shop wouldn’t be the same without you. But i also want you to know that I’m proud of you. Even if your parents aren’t. I’ll support whatever decision you decide to make.”

I feel my chest tighten and tears burn my eyes. My admiration for Chan swelling at hearing his kind words.

I place my hand over his arm as he continues to hold me tightly. “Thank you, Chanie. Really.”

“Anytime, love.” Chan whispers, squeezing me tightly. “And besides,” he adds, “We have all summer before we need to worry.”

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The days got longer and warmer as time dragged on. The shop was always at its busiest time during the summer months. New types of flowers and plants were imported in to sell, drawing people to buy them. Sometimes even in mass quantity.

I tried to ignore the pressing issue of collage and possibly having to move away. The very thought making me sad immediately.

Chan worked almost nonstop during the summer months. He loved this time of year. His skin would become a dark shade of brown from standing outside the shop tending to the flowers that preferred being outside. His hair going blonde from all the sun it was receiving.

But the summer breeze brought a lot of change with it. One afternoon i sat at the counter deep in thought. A sinking feeling plaguing me.

Chan walked in from outside, a large cement pot in his arms. He set it down gently before taking in my dream state.

“Are you lost, love?” Chan asks with a chuckle. A smile tugging at his lips.

I smile and let out a sigh. “Do you realize i have never had a boyfriend before, Yuchan?” I blurt out.

Chan blinks at me, his eyes wide. “Umm...”

“I mean,” I continue, not noticing him tense. “I went through high school with no love life whatsoever. And now I’m faced with maybe going off to collage this fall and i have no idea what it feels like to kiss someone or even be in love.”

Chan hesitates, his jaw slack. “Maybe...maybe you just haven’t found the right person.” He stutters. Trying to keep the tightness out of his voice.

I give him a wistful look. “I know half the boys in this town, Chan. The right man is taking his sweet time coming my way.”

Chan shifts his weight nervously. “Maybe... you.. I mean. Maybe you should wait?” He says quietly. His voice so low i can barely hear him.

“What do you mean wait?” I ask.

“I mean just wait until you know if you’re going to collage or not before thinking about having a boyfriend.” He answers. His voice holding a certain clipped tone to it i had never heard before. His ears a bright red against his tan skin.

“Are you okay?” I decide to ask. Genuinely worried about him.

Chan stares at me. Holding my gaze for much longer than needed. Making my heart pick up its pace.

Chan picks up the cement pot against before grumbling, “Just forget it .” And storming off. Leaving me feeling confused and not any calmer.

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Rain beats heavily against the shops windows. Thunder rumbling across the sky with lightening streaks occasionally lighting up the night sky.

I rush into the store, my hair and clothes soaking wet from the heavy rain. I see Chan cleaning up the shop, a mop in hand as he takes in my appearance with a smirk.

“Is it raining?” He asks sarcastically.

I give him a glare as i pull my wet hair off my neck, a shiver going down my spine.

“I came to see if you needed help bringing some of the flowers in. The storm is only supposed to get worse as the night goes on.”

“I’m okay, love.” Chan reassures. “I brought all the plants in earlier today. I’m sorry, i should have called and told you to stay inside.”

I shake my head, dismissing his apology. “I needed to get away from home anyway. You were my excuse.”

“Well then help me mop the floors and shine up this place.” Chan tells me as he hands me a dust rag.

I smile at him as i start cleaning. Both of us getting lost in easy conversation as the storm continues to rage outside. Rain attacking the windows as we work together.

Eventually, after a moments lapse in the conversation i decide to ask. “Chan, did i say something wrong the other day? When i said i wanted a boyfriend?”

Chan freezes, his shoulders going tight. “Umm.. n.. no”

He stutters. His ears going a bright shade of red.

I give him a quizzical look. Not believing him. “Chan, be honest with me. Please? Did i or did i not upset you the other day?”

Chan lets out a heavy sigh, running a calloused hand across the back of his neck. He slowly turns to face me as he admits, “I just... I don’t understand why you want a boyfriend so bad all of a sudden. There’s only two months of summer left and you decide to worry about how you’ve never been kissed before.”

“I want to know.” I say defensively. “If I’m going to be confined to studying for the next few years i want to experience things that other people have.”

“But... does it have to be with someone you hardly know? And why worry about it? It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Chan counters, trying to keep his voice calm.

“Because it means a lot to me. And i want to feel like I’m loved and appreciated by at least someone since i hardly get that from my parents.”

Chan stares at me wide eyed. He scoffs and rubs his eyes, a soft growl escaping his lips. “You just want to feel loved?” He repeats.

“Yeah.” I answer, my voice a little shaky.

“Then what have i been to you all these years?!” Chan shouts, making me jump.

Chan slowly closes the gap between us as he continues, “I have patiently listened to you, let you cry on my shoulder, let you work with me, shared meals with you, everything! What did you think that all meant?”

“Chan, calm down.” I say shakily. Taking a step back but my legs hit a table behind me, stopping me.

“No.” Chan snaps. “I’ve been patient for years. Never once interfering with your life. But all those times you stayed with me to watch movies and would fall asleep on my shoulder, all the times we would talk about how to make this place better, talk about our future, share secrets together, that all made me fall more in love with you.”

I feel my entire body freeze. I stare at Chan wide eyed, his eyes full of tears. Suddenly i feel stupid for never having seen it before.

Chan looks down at the ground, his hands going into fists beside him. “You talk of not knowing what to do with your life. About no one loving you and no one seeing you or caring what you think. But i have always cared, and I always will. But the only future I can see having is one with you in it.”

I feel tears sting my eyes from both joy and just feeling dumb for never having noticed my best friend in that way before. I quickly move forward and wrap my arms around his neck, encasing him in a tight embrace.

Chan freezes for a moment, his arms not going around my waist. His muscles tight as i hold him close to me.

“I should have known.” I tell him, my voice breaking. “I’m so stupid. You’re right. About everything.”

Chan takes my face in his hands, our faces inches apart. “You mean, you feel the same way?” He asks me in disbelief.

I let out a choked laugh, “Chanie, there is no one i would rather fall in love with more than you.”

Chans lips split into a huge smile before he closes the gap between us. The feel of his lips on mine making me tense slightly before relaxing and wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him close to me.

I smile into the kiss, getting lost in his touch and the way his lips taste and feel on mine. I feel my body go limp slightly when he runs his tongue across mine, his hands sliding up my back to pull me closer to him until there was no room between us.

I let out a gasp as he picks me up slightly to set me on the table behind me. One hand resting on my thigh as the other hand stays at the back of my neck, keeping me close to him.

His lips slide over mine softly, both of us just enjoying the feeling of being so close. I pull away from him slowly, resting my forehead against his as he breathes heavily against my lips.

“Does this mean you’ll stay?” Chan whispers, his voice raspy.

I smile and kiss his nose gently. “I’m staying with you.” I answer him, making him smile as he leans in to kiss my mouth again.

Eventually, i slide off the table. Chans face a bright red as we continue cleaning the rest of the shop before going upstairs to his loft. Where we end up talking half the night before i fall asleep on his chest while watching movies. Our limbs tangled together tightly as we bask in the warmth and feeling of security we brought each other. Our new relationship starting a new chapter for the both of us.

[kpophours]

fluffy #20 with donghun from your newly recruited ace trash 😿

“I see you staring.”, Junhee beside you whispers, making you jump and almost spill your coffee over your shirt. You glare at your favorite co-worker, quickly placing the mug back on your desk to avoid further accidents.

“Staring at what?”, you ask innocently, crossing both arms over your chest. Junhee wiggles both eyebrows. “At Donghun aka the newest member of our financial team! I know you like him.”, he answers, a smug expression on his face, “So why don’t you ask him out?”

“What?! I don’t like him!”, you hiss back, “And keep your voice down, for Christ’s sake.”

Junhee smirks. “Oh, he absolutely is your type, I know you. Sad puppy eyes? Check. Savage humor? Check. Highly intelligent? Check. Nice voice? Check. If you don’t ask for his number, I will do it for you.”

You grind your teeth and shoot him another glare. “Fine. He maybe is… A guy I could kinda be into.”

Junhee nods, pleased with your answer. “Good. Go, ask him out - I know he likes you too.” He winks at you before turning around and leaving you alone in your cubicle. When you carefully look at Donghun again, you see him gazing back at you. Before you can avert your eyes, he shoots you a small smile.

Sometimes you truly hate Junhee. But maybe, this time… he’s onto something.

[dingdonghun]

I haven’t heard of ace before but omg they look like sunshine

Oh my god they really are 🙏 a.c.e became my ult group within a month of discovering them, there was no time to fight back lmao there are only 5 members but they are all so sweet!~ they all love Choice so much and spoil is rotten with content. They literally just uploaded a free hour and a half long movie on YouTube of their backpacking adventure and upload selfies on Twitter almost every day, and do vlives constantly. They also debuted older than most groups so they are all roughly in their early to mid 20's? I think the oldest is 27 and the youngest is 24?

I know you didn't ask but I love talking about them so here's a rundown

Jun is the leader, he has the world's most beautiful smile, he's super goofy and loves Choice with his whole entire soft heart, he talks so gently to us ): he's also got the most beautiful voice I've ever heard, talent king. Also he's drop dead gorgeous

Byeongkwan is the most... Chaotic of the group I'd say? But in a funny silly type way? He also loves choice with all his heart and always uploads selfies. Choice keep teaching him english slang so he always calls himself best boy and says "periodt", "angy" and "hungies" and I can't stand him 💀

Wow/Sehyoon is super artistic and loves to draw, he has Big Brain. He's pretty quiet and seems shy and introverted, but he's VERY smiley, like Jun. People call him a robot and say he doesn't show emotion but I literally don't see it? He's almost always smiling lmao. He loves to create and he loves flowers, he's also a fashion icon and has a goofy sense of humor and we love to see it. He's really affectionate with Byeongkwan, inseparable sweet grown-ass men

Yuchan is the youngest member and of course, the tallest 💀 he's a super smiley boy too (honestly they all are) and he plays around a lot! He's working on a drama that he's acting in right now and he also has super beautiful vocals (they all do lmao) and when I did the 5 minute video with the group, he clowned me so... 🙃 he is overdue for catching these hands

Donghun... Listen. This fucker... He stole my heart and constantly beats me with it. He has these eyes that always look like they are sad and puppy dog pouting. He's so beautiful and his voice is so unique. He has a really soft voice when he talks and I cannot tell you how much I love this man 🙃 he's really physically affectionate even though he doesn't seem like he would be because he's sassy. He's always cuddling or holding onto the other members, especially Jun

Anyways I'm running late to work because I couldn't control myself when you sent this ask I'm so sorry

[puppy-byun]

The Good, the Bad and the Dirty

Sehyoon/you, University!AU

Rating: M, trigger warning for choking 

Word count: 7.6k

And you been gone so long I forgot what you feel like But I'm not gonna think about that right now I'm gonna keep getting underneath you And all our friends want us to fall in love

"Did you see those thighs? He could choke me with them and I would say thank you"

The words were followed by giggles from two sets of voices, and you had to bite back a groan. As far as you could tell they had no idea you were inside on of the toilet stalls at the university faculty, and no matter how much you wished to be spared their drooling, you wanted to be involved in it even less. There was no doubt who they were talking about - there never was.

You leant back against the cold tiles of the wall, welcoming the feeling against your back. It was way too hot even for a summer day. And as if that wasn't bad enough, Kim Sehyoon had to go and make it even worse. You hadn't even seen him yet today - nothing you would complain about - but his shorts were the talk of Campus and there was apparently no escaping it. The girls outside the cubicle kept on giggling and joking about how amazing his thighs looked, but you managed to drown them out, instead scanning the scribbles on the walls of the toilet stalls.

‘Lee Donghun's sad eyes are so adorable I could drown in them ♥♥’

You chuckled soundlessly, grabbing your phone from your backpocket and snapping a quick picture of the scribble, snapchatting it to Donghun. He knew he was good looking, but it never hurt to receive a confidence boost. Especially not when he was friends with Sehyoon and Byeongkwan, who couldn't walk anywhere without 5 people drooling behind them.

You were waiting for Donghun's response when you caught another scribble from the corner of your eyes. It was written in bright red and someone had actually left a lipstick kissy mouth next to it - disgusting.

‘Tbh I'd let Kim Sehyoon do. things no boy should ever do to me’

"Oh my god" you sputtered out, unable to hold back any longer. You let the toilet cubicle bang open so hard it crashed into the wall, the girls in the room jumping in surprise before their faces settled on you and their eyes lit up.

You immediately regretted loosing your patience, considering withdrawing back into the toilet stall again and hoping it would make them go away.

"Oh hi!" one of them enthusiastically greeted, her eyes visibly lighting up. "You're Sehyoon's lucky one, right?"

You tried hard to refrain from being rude and rolling your eyes at the nickname. It was doubtful whether half the people even knew your actual name, but everyone would recognize you as Sehyoons "one". One as in, the first one and the only one on Campus ever involved with him as far as people knew, and therefore their number one source of insight into his sex life. "So do Sehyoon’s thighs feel as great as they look?"

You raised your eyebrows, not quite believing the audacity. It shouldn't have surprised you, it wasn't even the boldest thing you had ever been asked, but with the impossible heat and Sehyoons name being in everyone's mouth all day your patience was at a limit already. You had probably seen these girls once or twice on campus but you didn't even know their name, yet they had no shame about asking you things like these.

It wasn't a secret that you had slept with Sehyoon in your first semester and it wasn't the fact that everyone knew that was bothering you. Your problem was the fact that he has seemed to think that it gave him bragging rights, even though he should have been grateful until now that you never actually spilled a word of truth about that night. The words "she was begging me to give it to her" should have made you tell everyone that the university's biggest girl crush wasn't nearly as amazing in bed as you'd made them believe the second you'd heard him utter them.

Your mood had decreased significantly since your run in with those girls at the toilet, even though you had left them with their question unanswered. You had stuck with ignoring them, as you did whenever you got these questions. You could have lied - it was what you had done in the beginning, until you had realized that one of the reasons why everyone seemed to be so head over heels for Sehyoon was because you had given him the reputation of a sex god by accident and everyone seemed to want a taste of it.

You hadn't minded so much in the beginning, not until you had heard him talk the way he did. He had made you seem like a lovesick puppy, as if it hadn't been a hook up for you as much as it had been for him. You wouldn't even have been that angry if he would have been bragging and flaunting on his made up reputation in front of strangers, but the fact that he had done it in front of your own friends stung. He was thriving in that reputation and he knew you could not go back on your words. No one would believe you if you suddenly started saying that he came in his pants before you had even fully undressed.

Taking a dramatically deep breath you dropped on the leather sofa in front of one of the seminar rooms, leaning your head on Donghun's shoulder with a loud groan.

"Wow you're really putting the sun to shame today" he commented dryly. You didn't even need to look at him to know he was regarding you with an amused face. "Oh shut up Donghun. Can you believe people still ask me about Sehyoon's sex game? Fucking four semesters later?"

You didn't need to see Donghun, the vibration of his chest was enough to tell you he was laughing about your misery.

You didn't even bother to complain about it. After four semesters he had become highly amused with your ever lasting problem.

"I can't believe they're still asking me."

"I mean, as his friend I didn't say this just now, but maybe you should just tell them the truth?"

You sat up, looking at Donghun with your eyes as big as saucers. "Are you crazy? As if someone's going to believe that Mister "Thighs-Of-The-Universe" couldn't hold it longer than a 14 year old teenager."

"To be fair, that was two years ago." Donghun argued, receiving a punch in the shoulder from you. He didn't need to say so for you to know that not even he fully believed you. If not even your own friends believed that you were saying the truth, rather than just being a bitter, dropped one night stand, then what was the point in even talking about it to anyone else.

"Not you too! Two years or ten years, I gave him a reputation after the worst night of my life and I'm the one who gets no benefits whatsoever!"

"I really don't see your problem though, he's more than once offered to get you, well, benefits, as you put it." Donghun was shrugging, as if it really was the easiest thing in the world. Before you could even voice your frustration you were interrupted.

"Oh are we talking about our OTP again?"

Donghun was fast enough to block your frustrated punch, even though it had been Byeongkwan who had joined in to tease you, a shameless grin on his face. He was enjoying this whole disaster even more, teasing you mercilessly ever since that night. You weren't even sure he had ever believed either side rather than just enjoying the fact that he could tease you at any given moment.

"Okay first of all-"

"You would never sleep within him again, yada yada, so bad in bed, yeah we know."

You huffed, glaring at Byeongkwan. "Rude?" you intercepted but it only fueled his smirking. "I've also seen you staring at his thighs. Don't blame me for exposing your lies just because you won't expose his."

You gaped at him for a second, catching Donghun subtly moving away from you in case you were ready to punch him again. The worst thing was; Byeongkwan was telling the truth. Experiences or not, there was no denying that Sehyoon was beautiful. He had started letting his hair grow a little recently, black bangs falling into his eyes in a middle parting. You knew how soft his hair was, knew how amazing it felt to run your fingers through it; his body just made things worse.

You had also seen him many times since he had become a dance major, and if his body rolls were anything to go by he really should be as amazing as his body control promised.

"Again. No one would believe me." you fought back weakly, lacking any real defense. Byeongkwan plopped onto the sofa with a lazy smile, gazing at you from the corner of his eyes. "Sure. It's totally not because you don't want him to dislike you."

Deciding that there was no point in going over this argument again you instead settled on addressing Donghun again, who at least had the decency to pretend to have some sort of empathy. "Like, I don't understand why he keeps trying to chat me up? Can he just get laid so I can stop living a god damn lie?"

"I mean, I've been trying to."

You snapped your head with an instant glare, meeting Sehyoons soft smile. It irked you even further that he managed to smile to softly, as if he had the sweetest intentions, while he had the audacity to say something like that to you. "With the wrong person, that's entirely the problem." You ground out, crossing your arms over your chest.

"A lot of girls would love to be in your place though" he pouted. It was adorable, no doubt, but he had done it one too many times to make you feel sorry for rejecting him. "Exactly. Make them happy instead of playing cat and mouse with me. And what are you even doing here, this isn't your faculty and my day has been aggravating enough."

Ignoring the hostile vibes you were definitely giving off he choose to sit onto the armrest of the sofa. Entirely too close and strategically placing himself so that it was impossible for you to ignore him. It was only now that your eyes finally fell in those dreadful pants half the campus had been drooling about, and you immediately wished you hadn't noticed them. They were short. Ridiculously short. You highly doubted anyone else would be able to pull them off. They ended way too far above his knees to pass as comfortable shorts, exposing skin over skin and thighs. Thighs that moved with every word he said because he was only half settled on the armrest, keeping himself up on it with his muscles, shamelessly showing off. He probably wasn't even doing it on purpose - you had to hand it to Sehyoon that he was anything but cocky or a flirt - but that didn't make the situation any better. You wanted to tear your eyes away, especially because you knew Donghun and Byeongkwan were watching you, but it was impossible.

No matter how bad he had been, memories of Sehyoon pulling you down in his lap flooded your mind. His thighs pressing between your legs, muscles rubbing against your panties. The way he had flexed them when you moved on his lap, letting you ride his thighs to get more friction. You had soaked his pants and he hadn't cared, telling you over and over how good you looked getting yourself off on his lap.

You barely noticed how hard you were digging your own nails into your palm until you felt the stinging sensation of pain, finally ripping you out of your thoughts. You prayed your cheeks weren't as flushed as they felt, reminding you that he had come in his pants before you even got to your own high.

"Yah. I asked what you're doing here" you emphasized, silently thanking everything that your voice still sounded stable. You were mostly angry at yourself, but you didn't feel very sorry about it.

"Byeongkwan texted me that you're here."

You glanced at the aforementioned, who had the audacity to shrug but not even look sorry about it. "I wanted to ask you if you want to come to our faculty party tonight."

Your head flipped back to Sehyoon, staring at him incredulously. "I could have just declined with a text."

"Ouch?" Donghun intercepted but you decided to ignore him. It had been you to start this fight but he had such a popularity boost, it was the only retribution you could get.

"The alcohol is super cheap though." Sehyoon offered, addressing the other two more than you this time. "So you want me to get wasted? And then what?" You prodded, crossing your arms over your chest again like a stubborn child. He was nibbling on his lower lip, almost looking as pouty as you. "Maybe I just really want to spend time with you?"

"We'll be there."

Your kick missed Byeongkwan by far and this time the half hearted smile on Sehyoons face did make you feel sorry for how harsh you had been. It was always like this, he kept being sweet to you, trying to get you to give in, and lord knew you were tempted. You didn't really care about that one night, the simple fact that he had insinuated things far more hurtful than your words and now tried to charm you as if those words had never left his mouth made your defensive walls rise faster than anything else. It didn't matter how many times he would continue to look at you with a smile that made his peachy cheeks bunch up adorable - there was simply no way you would ever again be the lovesick fling in anyone's eyes.

Despite your words you had let Donghun convince you to come. It was cheap alcohol after all and you had learned years ago that if you wanted to avoid Sehyoon you would have to abandon your friendship with Donghun as well.

The music on campus was fairly loud considering it was already dark, on a weekday, and it shouldn't exactly have been a full on party rather than a students get-together. The dance department had never seemed to care much about regulations.

Even though you had agreed to come, you had taken your sweet time with changing into a little fancier clothes than what you had worn during the day, if only so you would come late. At this time there was a fair chance that maybe Byeongkwan would be drunk already and leave you be. The second he spotted you, you knew you would have no such luck.

He and Donghun were enthusiastically waving you over, obviously having saved a seat for you at their table. They sat a shot down in front of you the second you plopped down, sloshing some of the liquid on the already sticky table.

"I see we're starting easy tonight?" you sarcastally remarked, eyeing the shot doubtfully.

"Well we did, but you're late so you have a lot to catch up to." Donghun explained, his words slightly slurred from the alcohol already.

"It's not even past 10pm yet." You argued dryly, and they both shrugged in unisono.

"First of all, who cares." "And secondly," Donghun added, raising a finger at you, shoving it into your face way too closely, "Byeongkwan and me are on a mission tonight, so time is of the essence."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Well since you asked-" you chuckled, amused by how business like your friends were trying to be, while their words were horribly slurred, "we're both pretty tired of Sehyoon and you constantly drooling over each other like two teenagers" Donghun roughly pressed his finger against your mouth when you were about to protest, "so it's about time you finally start shagging." "Language." you pouted, chiding Donghun in lack of a better response.

"You need to fuck it out." Byeongkwan stated dead serious, causing you to almost choke on your own breath. He grinned, subtly sliding the shot closer to you and you downed it in one gulp, pulling a face at the bitter taste.

"Does that mean you're in?" Donghun asked, disbelief clearly visible on his face.

You only raised an eyebrow in response, his shoulder dropping with a cute pout.

"Well good thing we're not lacking drinks."

Before Byeongkwan could put another one of those disgusting shots down in front of you you felt a hand at the small of your back, making you jump in surprise before Sehyoon settled down on the bench next to you, his legs on either side of the seat and facing you. He had a drink in one hand and a huge smile on his face.

"I didn't think you'd come."

"Hm." You replied, the scoff in your tone enough to make him roll his eyes. "Oh come on, it's been two years."

"Two years I've spent constantly lying about how amazing you are in bed."

"If people stopped thinking I'm a free buffet they'd maybe stop asking." There was a clear hint of annoyance in his voice and for a moment you managed to look past your saltiness and see the whole thing through his eyes. Even though he was still flirting with you, in a way, he wasn't wrong. It probably wasn't nice to constantly be considered nothing but the university’s tastiest snack.

"And if you would finally stop being stubborn, you wouldn't have to lie anymore."

You grabbed the drink from his hand with a sigh, downing it with a quick gulp and a nasty glance at Byeongkwan, that was surprisingly supported by Sehyoon. "Don't you have to be, I don't know, somewhere?" you groaned, praying that at least he would leave. Donghun, despite his teasing, was at least a little soft for you. Ignoring your despair, he crossed his hands with a satisfied smirk, looking between you and Sehyoon, who were both still fixating him with a scrutinizing gaze. "Nope, this is going marvelously, I'm right where I'm supposed to be."

Barely an hour later you found that you didn't mind Sehyoons presence next to you anymore, even though he had scooted suspiciously closer. You wanted to blame it on the alcohol but the truth was that you and him had always gotten along well until that night and once there was a little alcohol in your system it wasn't that hard anymore to look past his words for a little while.

"Half the stalls are full with outrageously raunchy messages about Sehyoon, I swear!" You laughed, in the middle of giving them a summary of all the scribbles constantly added to the university’s toilets.

"You know, I mean, I could be blaming you for that." Sehyoon quipped up, a sheepish grin on his face. His cheeks were slightly rosy from the alcohol, and you had the urge to pinch them.

"As if it's the worst thing to have a great reputation."

"If you don't get the chance to back it up."

You let your gaze slide over the crowd, catching at least two people subtly staring at Sehyoon. "I think you have plenty of chances to back it up, you know. You’re such an obnoxiously greasy flirt, why don’t you try charm one of the 10 different girls offering?"

He shrugged, clearly not caring about the people around him, instead staying with the conversation on the table. “Obviously because they’re not you, duh” Donghun moaned in annoyance. His head was already on the table and his eyes more than unfocused, but you still managed to understand him just fine when he wanted you to.

"And they don't hate me."

Sehyoon’s words sunk in quickly. You weren't drunk enough yet to not understand what he meant and it hit you harder than you thought it would. It wasn’t just what he had said, rather than the way he had said it. Calmly, mumbling almost as if he wasn’t sure he wanted you to hear how upset it made him.

You were suddenly overcome by the urge to get away from this situation that had somehow completely overwhelmed you.

You stood up with a start, almost banging your knee on the table. Sehyoon quickly reacted, holding out his hand so you wouldn't crash with the table and it somehow only made everything worse. You shied away from him, taking a step back and finally drawing everyone's attention. "I’m going home" you unnecessarily stated, feeling even more uncomfortable by the second. Donghun leant over the table to pat Sehyoon on the back and Byeongkwan started whooping so loudly, he almost overshadowed your words. "Alone. I'm going home alone."

Their faces dropped and before they could say anything more you turned around, hurrying out of the faculties.

You barely made it to the entrance before a hand wrapped around your wrist, stopping you. "Why are you leaving so abruptly? I thought we were for once getting along…"

Sehyoon kept his hand wrapped around your wrist and you considered pulling away. You could have if you wanted, but instead you turned towards him, drooping your shoulders with a sigh. “It’s not because of you.” His expression didn’t change the slightest bit, clearly showing that he didn’t believe your weak attempt at lying. "Public transports to my flat at this time are shit and I have quite the walk ahead." You finished excusing yourself lamely, not really caring whether he believed you as long as you could get away from him, and the fact that you were at least as much of an asshole as he had been to you.

"I can drive you."

"You drank." It was true, but it was obviously not the reason why you declined.

You saw him take a heavy breath, as if he had to brace himself for his next words. You were waiting for them, but he only opened his mouth to close it again, leaving you both in the silent hallway. At that moment you felt so on edge you couldn't hold back anymore. "I don't hate you" you blurted out, clearly catching him by surprise. He looked up at you with big eyes and the way he suddenly didn’t seem quite as beaten down anymore made you feel even worse.

When it became clear that you, too, were struggling for words now, he finally spoke up. "Then why did you start this fight? I mean it was you who threw the first punch."

You wound your wrist out of his grip, uneasy with where the topic was going after you blurted out those words. But if there ever was a time to get it off your chest, it was probably now.

"I didn't want to. Initially, I mean. I didn't mind lying for you, we all have...bad nights, you know. But I heard the things you said after."

His face changed into confusion and even though you didn't think it was an act you couldn't quite believe he couldn't remember.

"Help me out here?" he finally asked after a few moments of silence, confirming that he really did not remember.

"It was, like, barely two weeks later Sehyoon, in your dorm! I just came to see Donghun but Byeongkwan was there too and you were telling them about that night and- God I can't believe you don't remember what you said. I can still quote you word by word about how you had me "begging to give it to me". I mean what the hell? I'm not a cheap fuck and I was nice. I felt sorry for you so I covered you even though it was probably the worst night of my life and all I get in return is generic fuckboy talk? I know you're not like that, but honestly every time I think I should be nicer to you I remember you telling my own friends how I “probably cried in my dorm after because it was just a fling” and that's so humiliating."

Even though you felt quite agitated after finally getting those things off your chest, Sehyoon looked even worse for wear. His cheeks were dusted bright red, his lip pulled tightly between his teeth. There was no doubt that he was ashamed, but strangely it didn't give you any satisfaction.

"Anyhow" you quickly jumped in, wanting to get away more than anything, "I don't hate you. I don’t feel in any particular way about you” – the lie came of your lips easily by now. “I just hate that all our friends want us to fall in love."

You were about to turn around, ready to leave this conversation as far behind you as possible, when Sehyoon caught you by your wrist again, this time with more determination. "Wait. I don't want you to go home alone. You can sleep in my bed."

He clearly caught the exasperated look on your face, quickly correcting himself when you wanted to pull away. "No I mean. You can have my bed for yourself! I'll share with Donghun. He wouldn't want you to go home by yourself either, he's just shitfaced and thinking I'm going with you."

You contemplated his words for a second, knowing that he was right. Donghun wouldn't let it live down if he found out he let you walk home alone at night.

With a sigh you stopped resisting, nodding your head in agreement. Sehyoon finally let go, crooning his neck to signal you to walk to his and Donghun’s shared dorm with him. It was a lot closer than your own and despite how much you wanted to be far away from Sehyoon, you also didn’t want to walk home by yourself at night.

You contemplated going straight to Donghun’s bed once you were in their room. You had slept there more than once after a party before, but you quickly realized that while you were as good as sober, it would mean you would have to share it with a drunk Donghun.

It was uncomfortably silent with Sehyoon just helplessly standing, watching you with a wary face.

"Do you have, like, a shirt or something for me?" you offered, attempting to get rid of the awkwardness. He nodded stiffly, walking over to what you assumed was his shelf before he caught himself, finally speaking up. "Would you rather have one of Donghun's? I can look for-"

"You're not poisonous, Sehyoon" you chuckled, almost endeared by how awkward he had suddenly gotten around you. All his confidence had vanished as if he had never flirted with you at all and it painfully reminded you of the Sehyoon you'd been enchanted with two years ago.

He handed you one of his shirts, not letting go even when you slightly tugged. Instead, he has his eyes fixed on the way he was digging his fingers into the soft material, clearly distraught by something.

“I do remember.”

The words came out of nowhere, unnecessarily loud in the silent room, as if he had to press them out with force or he could never say them. “Okay?” you offered, not quite sure where he was going with this. You had said your piece of mind, and you really didn’t come with him to have him confirm that he indeed was aware of how he had humiliated you.

“I remember saying those things, but I didn’t know you heard them.”

“That really doesn’t make a difference.” you interrupted him, disappointed in yourself because you had really thought he was adorable just a minute ago, despite everything.

He completely ignored your words and continued to talk as if he couldn’t stop himself now that he had finally found the right moment. “I mean to say, I’m sorry.”

“Great, okay.” you interrupted again, your tone rising just a little bit, unable to hide your irritation. You didn’t like where this was going, you didn’t know how to react to an apology, especially not when he hadn’t had the slightest intention of apologizing as long as he didn’t know you had even heard him say those things.

“For god’s sake, just for a second consider my position. You know how those two are, they kept pestering me about details, what was I supposed to tell them? That I was so head over heels for you I came in my pants and kicked you out because I was too embarrassed to even look at you?”

He had finally let go of the t-shirt he had still been holding, and you let your hand awkwardly sink down to your side, staring at him helplessly. You had trouble even processing the words, let along coming up with an answer.

“I know it’s me who screwed that night up. That doesn’t excuse what I said, but telling them how much of an idiot I made of myself and then getting written off as a one night stand by the girl I’ve barely had the courage to talk to until that night. I couldn’t quite admit that to them either.” It was silent in the room for a moment longer once he had finished. You were lacking the words to respond to him, too shocked by everything Sehyoon had said to you. He was right, it wasn’t an excuse. But it was also very understandable and you couldn’t find it in you to be mad at him for saving his own image in front of his friends. Instead, all you managed to come up with was: „You used to crush on me?“

He cleared his throat awkwardly, running his hands through his hair in clear embarrassment. The rosy tint was so evident on his cheeks you could make it out even in the semi dark room. “Used to. Yeah.”

His words left you with an uneasy feeling in your stomach that you couldn’t quite pinpoint. You didn’t have enough feelings for him that night to call it a crush, but he was beautiful, adorable, and his whole presence had drawn you in from the first time you met him. The knowledge that someone like him had been nervous in front of you and you had failed to notice, made you feel almost regretful. If you had known sooner you wouldn’t have spent four semesters trying to convince yourself that you weren’t anything other than physically attracted to him, wasting time until his crush on you died.

“You can get changed, I’m not going to look” Sehyoon suddenly broke the awkward silence, ripping you out of your thoughts. You felt as uneasy and awkward as he was behaving. All the times Donghun and Byeongkwan had told you what a perfect fit you two were and how much you apparently were into Sehyoon came rushing back into your memory, putting everything in a new light. If it weren’t for the fact that you had held onto those hostile emotions for him simply because of a misunderstanding, you hadn’t talked out; it made the realization that neither Donghun nor Byeongkwan were all that wrong crash in on you with the weight of a tidal wave.

You turned around quickly, less for propriety and more to hide the intense rush of heat to your cheeks.  

It was silent except for the rustling of your shirt when you dropped it on Sehyoon’s bed and pulled his too big shirt over your head, until your eyes caught a small note on the wall behind his nightstand, a chuckle rising in your throat before you could fight it off. It turned into a fully blown laugh by the time he had turned back around to you, more confused than anything else.

"What is this?"

He was beside you in a heartbeat, his face torn between a laugh and an embarrassed grimace. "I wrote that like. Ages ago."

You scanned the handwritten piece of paper, stepping a bit closer. "There’s a time stamp. Added by you. Clearly says it was a few months ago." You analysed, enjoying how his face got even redder when you looked at him.

Looking back at the paper you read over it again, unable to hide your chuckling. "Here’s my number, call me - Yes, no, maybe? You're a little weird you know. Kind of cute. Which girl did you try to sway with that?"

You were still chuckling, turning back expecting him to shy away from an answer. Instead his face was still red, but he looked entirely too serious. "You."

"Wait. What?" you felt like an idiot all of a sudden, standing before him with your hands uselessly hanging at your sides again, trying to comprehend the whole situation. Sehyoon wasn't helping, clearly trying to look for words without coming up with the right reply.

"What do you mean, me. You used to be into me. That’s a lot of effort for just sex."

"You're really frustrating." His reply confused you even more and you couldn't help but gape at him still at a loss for proper words. He seemed to fail just as much as you, until he finally gave up with an annoyed groan, stepping towards you. Before you could react he had his hands in your hair and his lips on your mouth, catching you completely off guard.

You couldn't move, standing on the spot your lips innocently pressed against Sehyoons until he broke the contact between you, looking at you with an almost shocked expression. "I'm sorry, I just-" "No, I mean-" "I thought you don't want me because of that night."

"That's stupid. Why would I have lied for you then?"

He shrugged, grinning a little helplessly, his hands moving from your hair to cup your cheeks.

"I thought you were an asshole under that cute exterior, but you're really just weird and awkward, huh?"

"Well thank you."

You laughed at how dryly he replied but he swallowed the sound with another kiss, pressing his lips to yours even harder this time.

Your laugh died with his kiss, turning into a soft sigh when he leant his head to the side slightly, gingerly sucking your bottom lip between his. His hands stayed on your face, holding you against him almost as if he was scared you'd back away otherwise. Wanting to reassure him that you wouldn't, you took a slight step closer, wrapping your hands around his neck so that you could press yourself against him. He kept tenderly sucking and biting until you caught his lip, grinning into the kiss. He wanted lean away, probably to say something, but you had other plans. Digging your teeth into his lip a little harder you let one of your hands roam through his hair, your nails dragging over his scalp until he finally opened his mouth, the softest groan slipping over his lips. You took the chance to deepen the kiss, stumbling against him when he wrapped his hands around you and threw you off balance by pressing you against him, pushing one leg between yours. You fought back a moan but he had clearly caught on, stumbling back with you until his legs hit the frame of his bed.

He didn't waste any time, his hands immediately dropping to your pants and popping open the button hurriedly. You helped him push them down, hating the fact that you had the break the kiss for it. He didn't wait to kiss you again, his lips ghosting over your jaw and neck while he kept pushing on your pants until they were off and pooling around your ankles. Sehyoon pulled you with him, falling down on the bed and placing you on one of his thighs instead of his lap. His kisses had turned into sloppy nibbles and breathy, needy whispers. You had to focus to make out his words, but when you did a pool heat rushed to your center.

"I really missed this."

Another kiss.

"It's been too fucking long-"

A soft bite at the crook of your neck.

"I almost forgot what you felt like."

You almost whimpered, warmth covering your whole body at how craving and needy he sounded.

"Sehyoon, I want to-"

He didn't let you finish, kissing so tenderly instead, you didn't know how to react until he pressed his thigh up against your center, a gasp catching in your throat. "You can have whatever you want. But first let me have this."

You nodded almost embarrassingly fast, pressing your own hand against your mouth when flexed his thighs again.

Your body reacted immediately, heat covering your skin with every move of his leg. You were biting your lip to keep from whimpering. Sehyoon kept looking at you, holding your gaze while he rubbed his thigh up against your center until you couldn't hold back breathy sighs any longer. Bracing your hands on his shoulders you buried your face in his neck, letting him pull you down in his leg harder. Those two years of dancing had definitely changed a lot, his thighs even harder and thicker than you remembered, the friction against your soaked panties driving you crazy. It felt too much and not enough at the same time. You were bucking your hips against him until he dug his fingers into your hips, forcing you to stop. "Let me do this for you."

His voice was low and it had even more heat pooling to your stomach. You weakly nodded into his skin, your face still buried in his neck and hair. You were already sweating and Sehyoon kept bucking his thighs against your panties. The fabric kept moving every time he flexed, until you felt the rough material of his pants against your center instead of your soaked underwear. The sensation was so overwhelming you drowned a muffled moan into his skin, your hips bucking even though he had told you to let him do it. Sehyoon groaned, his hands moving down to squeeze your ass. "Fuck, you're so hot when you're wrecked.” His words barely filtered through. All you could focus on was the sensation of his thigh against your center, his muscles contracting and pushing you so deliciously close to the edge.

"Can you come for me?"

You weren't sure whether you were nodding, but it seemed to be answer enough for him either way. He moved one hand to the front of your panties, slipping them inside but it barely took more than a few strokes against your clit before you came on his thigh, whimpering his name.

You needed a few seconds to catch your breath, especially with Sehyoons fingers still playing with your clit when you had barely calmed down from your first orgasm.

"That was-"

"Yeah" you giggled, your head still laid in his shoulder.

"No I wanted to say that was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

You felt yourself blush despite the fact that you had just come on his thigh, his words sending a fond rush of warmth through your body. He didn’t give you a second to ponder on the butterflies that mixed with the need and want pooling in your stomach.

Your skin was still on fire and the hard bulge in his pants was clearly evident against your leg.

You didn't want to leave him like that, especially not when you needed more of him. You dropped your hands down to his pants, opening the button and jokingly letting the band of his underwear snap against his skin when he didn't move.

"Unless you just came in your pants again, I really really want you to undress right now, Sehyoon" you teased, mostly just to cover up how needy you were.

"Oh shut up."

He almost sounded angry, more growling than speaking when he slid his pants and boxers down, lifting you up with him. You wanted to lift up the shirt but he stopped you, instead slipping his hands underneath. You'd taken off your bra before and he hadn't seemed to notice, his surprise evident in his face when he cupped your bare breasts.

Whatever he was about to say got stuck in his throat when you slid your leg over his lap, pressing your panties against his hard dick.

You slid your hand between you, to guide him to your center but he immediately gave up on touching your breasts to stop you.

You looked up at him in confusion, pushing out your bottom lip in a pout. He leant in, sucking on it and biting down until he had you moaning again. "Tell me what you like."

It wasn't a question; you knew he wouldn't give up before you told him, and he wouldn't fuck you until you let him know. Even though you were both naked and you wanted nothing more than to have Sehyoon inside you it made you feel hesitant. He was looking at you expectantly but your focus started to waver when he pushed your panties aside again, circling your entrance with his finger. "Don't tell me you're shy all of a sudden." He chuckled, pushing his finger inside you shortly at the same time. You gasped, pressing your nails into his shoulder but he withdrew it immediately, lazily holding your panties aside but not touching you. "Pretty please?"

His voice was so lewd it sent shivers down your spine. You had no doubt he would do it, but you were still reluctant. "I don't care what it is, I just want to see you fucked out and coming for me again."

You shook your head, a whimper falling over your lips when he pressed his dick against your entrance. "Please just-" you were cut off when he pushed himself inside you, his hips meeting yours. Sehyoon stilled and you were glad he gave you time to adjust to him even though he was so hard it was probably torture not to push into you and stay still.

"Will you tell me now?"

You shook your head again, rocking your hips on his lap to distract him. He complied by starting to meet your movements, his dick spreading you with every push.

"I want you to tell me."

He kept rocking into you through his words, his voice more strained than he probably would have liked to let on. At his point you were biting your lip on purpose, wanting him to keep talking. Sehyoon leant in, stilling inside you and you digging his fingers into your waist so hard you had no way of fucking yourself on top of him. He moved his tongue from your shoulder up to your neck, biting down and sucking until you were sure you would have a trail of hickeys tomorrow. Anticipation coiled in your stomach like a tight cord. "Either you tell me-" he bit down on your neck again, harder this time and you yelped from surprise. "Or I'm not going to let you come." Sehyoon made a move to pull out of you and you couldn't hold back anymore.

"Choke me."

He stilled again, but this time you were sure it wasn't to tease you, not the way he buried his head in the crook of your face and groaned. His hand was on your throat in a heartbeat, wrapping around it gently, not hard enough to feel it.

"Tell me if it's too much."

You nodded in confirmation and he pushed into you again, harder this time. You met his thrusts with your hips but your sounds died in your throat when Sehyoon added pressure, squeezing with every push into you.

You felt his dick twitching inside you when you dug your nails into his skin even through his shirt, one hand buried in his hair and pulling roughly. You squeezed your walls around him, urging him to go faster, anything really, just more, and he groaned, louder than before. "Do that again."

You wanted to nod but his hand around your neck restricted you from it. You wanted to moan Sehyoons name, tell him to go harder, but all you could get out where hoarse gasps. It seemed to turn him on even more. When you wrapped your leg around him to take him in deeper his thrusts started to loose their rhythm, becoming irregular.

"Baby-" his words were cut off by his own breathy groans and you had trouble following him, your own head swimming from desire. "Baby you have to come for me."

You could tell he was close, but he still tried to keep up his thrusts to push you over the edge with him, his hand not wavering and the thought was enough to make your walls clench. Sehyoon came, a mix between a gasp and a moan leaving his throat. He threw his head back, his throat bobbing and the feeling of him spilling himself into you took you over the edge with him.

Sehyoon kept thrusting a few more times lazily, even when you had come down from your orgasm, nuzzling his face into your neck while he pulled out of you.

"I'm so going to brag with this." he murmured into your skin causing you to chuckle despite how out of breath you were.

"You're an ass. I thought you like me, you should spoil me."

You were sure he could hear the pout in your voice, especially by the way his chest was vibrating with his laugh. "Didn't I just? Or do you mean if I tell you I like you I actually have to cuddle you after we have sex?"

"Oh my god, I think I made a mistake."

Sehyoon caught your hand before you could whack him over the head. "Best mistakes of your life, I’d say" he joked, pressing a kiss to the inside of your palm.

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Mine might be a little obscure? But this idol is the oldest member of a lesser known group and his voice is absolutely magic. He's got a smile like the sun (with or without braces :3) and these sad puppy dog eyes that will break your heart. Also he spoils shit so much that the others have to tell fans that not everything is a spoiler

Donghun from A.C.E?

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Happy Birthday Donghun!!!❤️❤️❤️