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hey nana!!! i read your mingyu, wonwoo and the chan, seungcheol, soonyoung smuts and i loved it!!!<3 i'm wondering if you could write a smut about my biases which are soonyoung, wonwoo and jihoon since after caratland i LOVEEE wonwoo with his glasses and how soonyoung and jihoon looked:) maybe have it like be vanilla? or it could be vanilla leading to hard sex which would be awesome,, i'm fine with anything!!! tsym nana!!💞
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Pairing: fem!reader x wonwoo x soonyoung x jihoon
Genre: smut
Word count: 5.8k
tags: mentions of alcohol, drunk sex, break ups, mention of cheating, swords crossing, cum swapping, cum eating, double pen, breast play, oral (giving and receiving), double oral(?), act of video recording sexual acts, praise kink, degradation, pet names (princess and baby), unprotected sex, creampie
Summary: The subway train? The bullet train? The soul train?? No...the only way off of heartbreak city is the Homie Train. Translation: do not spare a single one of your ex's friends. You will have to fuck every one of them. It's a guaranteed way.
author note: i kind went wild, i did my thing, i lost myself in sex, im here. with more filth. ha. haha. im ok, I promise. no I'm not
Tag: @shiningstar-byulxx @misssugarlips @tommolex @hoeforhao @honglynights @homerunhansol @dkakapizzaboy @junhui-recs @svtup @buffhoshi @meowmeowminnie @caratochan @lovebot4han
“Hae is a jerk. You’re better off.”
He did it over text. “We should see other people,” it said and all of a sudden, tears burned your eyes while your hands were scorching to the touch. You had an inkling this would happen but were not thinking it’d be this soon. Your boyfriend–well, now ex–always made you feel like you were never enough or didn’t care to put in effort despite the fact you were.
It perhaps started around your anniversary when you had planned a date night for just the two of you. Shock drew on your face when he entered the location with not only himself but his friends to follow, three in fact. 
Wonwoo, a fellow gamer he met through gaming tournaments and PC cafes. Soonyoung, a guy he met at an EDM concert around a year or two ago and never left. And finally, Jihoon, Soonyoung’s friend, someone just as uncomfortable as you were.
You pulled your boyfriend aside, saying you had only planned it to be a couples' night. It was then he insisted they’d only be here a short while. You’d still have their couple's night, and everything would be fine. But not a word of ‘anniversary’ once came up in the conversation. You should’ve known since then.
They had to have been the genuinely nicest guys you’ve ever encountered. No partner was perfect, but getting to know all three guys made you realize your boyfriend was far from it. Perhaps even the worse of the bunch. While Hae was preoccupied, Jihoon politely and quietly apologized. One, for overhearing your conversation, and two, for intruding on your night out.
You dismissed it, although bitter from the interruption, said what’s done is done and that you were still having a good time. It was the truth. Hae’s friends made good company, trying to make sure you were drinking enough water, eating enough food, and entertaining you just as much as they were each other.
At the end of the night, they were the ones insisting on getting you home early after your boyfriend rejected taking you home himself. 
You had done a lot of thinking since then, wondering how you came to this, when you realized they had followed you on social media, a universal sign of friendship. You talked with them more comfortably over time, seeing them almost as often as you did Hae, and eventually, they became your friends too. Despite that, your romantic relationship never improved and here you were, a blubbering mess in front of your new friends.
Wonwoo continued to hand you off tissues while Soonyoung pulled back your hair from covering your face. Jihoon, on the other hand, surfed Netflix for revenge movies that would take your mind off their stupid friend, if he could even call him that.
“Do Revenge, John Tucker Must Die, Carrie. Any of these sound appealing?”
“Why are they all high schoolers,” you asked, sniffling.
“Because teenagers are the most conniving, manipulative creatures on planet Earth. That's why they’re so good at revenge stories. Thought you could enjoy blowing off steam.”
You shook your head, blowing your nose into the cushion felt of the tissue before tossing it in a pile you made before they got here. “They all sound awful. Can’t we just skip to the end of The Glory when she finally gets her revenge on all of them?”
“No way,” Soonyoung retorted, “I just barely got through the curling iron parts. I can’t just skip…or I guess we could.”
He flipped the switch immediately after seeing the pitiful look on your face, caressing the side of your head to hinder any more tears from falling.
“We’ll do what you want,” Wonwoo assured, “as long as you start feeling better.”
He gave you your last tissue, and you mouthed a thank you before Jihoon put on the dark drama and you joined together on the couch. They made the process more manageable–not any less heartbreaking–but you couldn’t understand why it had hurt so hard. He had friends he treated well, better than you’ve ever seen. Why couldn’t he have done the same for you? 
You hadn’t planned on it, but the sun had gone down, and you were still accompanied by these three men, two deep in sleep. Meanwhile, Wonwoo had gone off to get himself water. “Want a cup?”
You trodded towards the tall man, still slumped from your emotions but accepting his glass as he poured himself a new one. “You guys didn’t have to come over.”
“Why wouldn’t we?”
You shrugged, “You were his friends first, I don’t know. Isn’t there bro code or something?”
He scoffed, “I think in these situations, we can figure out who’s in the wrong, and you’re perfect.”
Now it was your turn to scoff, finishing off the rest of your water before placing it to clean in the sink for your future self to clean. “If I’m so perfect, why would he break up with me?”
“I just told you. You’re perfect. Hae isn’t. He’s an idiot.”
“Wonwoo, he’s your friend.”
“Yeah, I don’t know about anymore,” he said, placing his empty cup next to yours.
“So what? You’re gonna stop being friends with him because he broke up with me?” You joked half-heartedly.
He thought for a second before nodding. “Yeah…I think that’s the right response.”
You didn’t expect it. This man, feelings more platonic than anything for you, has shown more loyalty to you in the past few months than your ex did in the past year. The tears were finally starting to come back. Wonwoo responded quickly and embraced you. His enormous arms tugged you against his broad upper body, his chin hugging the curve of your head, like two matching puzzle pieces. “I’m sorry you had to endure him. You deserve more than tolerance. You deserve love and care.”
You sobbed harder, staining the fabric of his sweater.
“Y/n, is that you crying? Not again.” Soonyoung quickly came by your side, joining you while a sleepy Jihoon quickly followed behind and embraced you just the same.
You had never felt warm like this. Three guys that had no ties to you besides someone you had a relationship with, now hugged you like they never wanted to let go. Had you met any of them before your ex, you wonder if you’d be crying the way you were now.
You didn’t want the night to end, so you insisted they stayed the night. You let borrow some oversize clothes that could probably fit them snugly and cracked open a few drinks to buzz out the emotions.
“I blame Soonyoung. He’s an awful judge of character. Too trusting.”
Jihoon was already off his rocker after a counted two bottles of soju. He did mention he hardly drank, but now you were understanding why.
“How was I supposed to know he was an asshole,” the culprit questioned, losing it after one singular bottle. This was more alike than they’d like to admit. “He was an alright guy then. A dick to girls too good for him though.”
Your cheeks heated up hearing that, finishing up your first bottle. 
“Like he plays Valo, he truly fumbled the bag right here.” Wonwoo slightly stirred, but still stood taller than the rest of them. 
You waved your hands in front of them dismissively. “Guys, stop. He–hic–don’t trash talk him just because of me.”
“We’ll do what we want!” Soonyoung shouted. “He’s the one that screwed up first! Imagine a beautiful, nice, pretty, gorgeous, sweet person like Y/n comes…and you break up with them! Huh? Math is nonexistent. I always hated algebra.”
Soonyoung began nodding his head on your shoulder like a lonesome pet, pouting aggressively. “So bad. Hae stupid. Stupid. Stupid just like algebra.”
“Soonyoung, water please,” you requested, nudging the bottle in his mouth, and relieved to see him accept it.
“Yeah, he’s not drinking anymore,” Wonwoo twisted the cap on the bottle with any remainder left and set it aside in a place Soonyoung couldn’t reach.
You sighed, hot in places that could only be done with high intakes of alcohol. You fell back against the sturdy couch as your thighs scratched over the surface of your carpet. “I feel like I haven’t said thank you enough. So, thank you.”
“You’ve said it plenty,” Wonwoo chuckled, “but good to see you happier.”
“You know what I want to see,” Jihoon interrupted, “Hae’s face seeing that we’re here instead of with him at the bar like he asked us to be. Fuck that guy! Y/n’s out here crying, and he wants to go out? Fuck you, Hae!”
Jihoon was one emotionally unstable drunk. You had never seen him like this before. Out of all the guys, he may have visibly disliked Hae the most, and right now it was definitely showing.
Soonyoung hugged your body with all his strength, nuzzling into you. “He sucks. Stupid Hae.”
“Enough, okay. Let’s not talk about him,” you commanded, a small pout of your own forming.
“If I dated Y/n, I’d show how special she is every day,” Soonyoung blubbered. “Give her all the kisses she wants, take her all the places she wants, drive her home, just to wake up in bed with her.”
You lightly nudged the giggly drunk, “Aw Soon…”
“If it were me,” Wonwoo joined, “I’d plan date nights without inviting my friends and it’d be the nicest place in town, spoil her until she beats 3-month-old milk. Make her feel like the only girl in the world.”
You sighed out of embarrassment, covering your face so they couldn’t see the cheesy ass smile that was forming involuntarily. “Wonwoo–”
“I’d just love her.” Jihoon had finally started sobering up to the point his words were comprehensive, but even then he didn’t sound fully there, like truth serum was doing the lord’s work in a way. “I’d do what Hae couldn’t and give her the most love I could ever give because if it was one thing Hae got I was jealous of, it was her love and undivided attention. He wasn’t worth any of it. Now it’s gone to waste.”
That may have hit you the hardest, feeling the waterworks building up again. You got up from the ground to wrap snugly around Jihoon, feeling him stiffen underneath you but reciprocating after taking the moment to process. His hand came up your back in an awkward loop, resting his head on your forehead as he let you cry. He didn’t say anything, but he figured it was what you wanted.
“I love you all,” you sobbed, pressing your lips on the curve of his cheek abruptly. “You’re so nice to me.”
“Y/n,” Jihoon said, now fully sober and conscious of a less-than-sober woman smothering him.
“I mean it,” You kissed the other side of his face, “You’re all the kindest,” –kiss– “Sweetest” –kiss— “Most tender loving guys I’ve ever met.”
You were stamping the man's face all over until you were toppling on top of him. His hands grip the base of your shoulders from falling face-first into his, but now you were staring back into his rounded eyes behind his spectacles. Forehead beaded with sweet, adam’s apple shifting from a harsh swallow, and his shallow rise and fall of his chest against yours. 
Your head was telling you all the right routes to take before you took the compulsive one and kissed his lips, grinding yourself on top of him. Jihoon eyes shot open before trying to move his head, away from your lips, slowly realizing he was succumbing to them.
“Y/n–” 
“Don’t leave, Jihoon,” You softly whined.
He pulled you up from the ground to place you back on the front of the couch, a phantom of your lips on his. “You’re drunk.”
“So?”
“You’re not in your right state of mind, Y/n,” Wonwoo intruded.
“Like I have been for the past years being with Hae? Like how I was so blind to see the signs of him….cheating on me?”
The surrounding men grew silent, unable to answer.
“You all knew–”
“We didn’t,” Jihoon denied, “We found out from Instagram. We were kept in the dark too.”
You let out a harsh breath, forearm pressed against your damp eyes.
“Fuck it,” Soonyoung spoke up in what felt like forever and pressed his lips against yours, finding you quick to respond.
You climbed against his lap before you started grinding, the salt of your tears slipping past your meshed lips. Your needy moans burned in the collective men’s ears, churning their stomachs, tightening their inseams, and Soonyoung became what they all envied. The outsiders scooted closer to the couple to get a clear view, heat radiating over their bodies hotter than any sun in the galaxy.
Only pure animal instinct ran through you, a longing to get off, gnawing at you like an insect. You ran your hand through his hair, pulling on it to emit his soft whines. Your abdomen tensed up, now pushing your weight against him until you could make the outline of his toned, fit body. 
He moaned your name helplessly, hands gathering the balls of your shirt into fists.
“Fuck me please,” you asked through weak whimpers, “Get him off me. Make him go away.”
At that moment, you knew exactly what you needed, sober or not. The image constantly ran through your mind of having dated one of them, any of them. They all would’ve had more potential of a happier future than you ever did with your ex.
Soonyoung completely understood, lifting your bodies from the ground and now on the couch. He shamelessly returned your kiss. His tongue moved at all angles for a taste, and the other men watched like the scene was a car crash, too mesmerized to look away, all while readjusting the discomfort in their pants.
Bothered by their needy presence so close, you pull away from Soonyoung to reunite with Jihoon, feeling more complacency than the initial kiss you shared. You cupped his face gingerly, stroking his soft features before taking his glasses off his face and placing it on the coffee table. 
Meanwhile, Soonyoung felt your skin smooth under his palm, tasting the tenderness of your neck. His hands crawled up your back, pawing at the band of your bra before releasing the clasps, your breasts falling gently from the lack of support. Slipping under the underwire, he kneaded your tender breasts, fingers finding your pebbled sensitivity before squeezing, your moans running up your throat.
Wonwoo kneeled with his face toward your back, hands following up your sides as his lips trailed up your spine in soft wonder. The whisper of his breath sends tingles to your body and you arch your back in surprise. This doesn’t scare you, as right now you showed no protest, but his hand hover over the top of your sweats, lightly pulling at the elastic. Cautiously, he slid past the thick material to find your folds, drenched under a mess of your own making. Vicious and thick under his fingers, Wonwoo groaned in your ear. “God, look how wet you are…”
You gasped against Jihoon’s lips as Wonwoo’s finger made himself slip up your fold, a thick layer of film wrapping around his fingers like honey. You shuddered before Jihoon grabbed your head and kissed you deeper, his free hand lost in the depth of the jeans he wore. It was all of the best world together happening simultaneously and now you couldn’t imagine having anything else like it.
“I need to be in you so badly,” Wonwoo grunted, pushing himself up the end of the couch to retrieve friction to his groin.
His fingers dug deeper inside, thumb caressing your clit, as his teeth grazed your skin. You pushed your weight into Soonyoung’s lap, feeling his cock throbbing beneath you. Flushed, you tore your shirt off, exposing your torso for others to worship, and that they did.
Their hands are entangled with your frame, wrapping around every surface of sweet skin. Slowly, one by one, each of them began to tore off the clothes, exposing themselves. Bodies on bodies of fire, inflamed with unbridled lust, determined to make all parts of you quiver under their touch. 
The couch wouldn’t have enough surface area, so they moved you to the bedroom. Jihoon’s hands were on your hips, and his lips peppered the nape of your neck. Soonyoung held up your front, latched on to your face with swollen lips. Meanwhile, Wonwoo closed the door behind them, stalking a beat later to enjoy the show.
Your bodies collapsed on the mattress and Soonyoung parted from you to allow Wonwoo access. Wonwoo towered over you, knee bent between your legs, lips languidly moving against yours. “What do you want?” He asked, kisses sweet and heated, “Let us give what your dumb boyfriend couldn’t.”
“Say the word, Y/n,” Soonyoung added, kissing your fingers, your palm, your wrist, and down your arm, “What will make you feel good?”
“Just…” you expelled desperate breath, “Fuck me, please.”
“You have to tell us, beautiful,” Jihoon’s fingers laced through your other hand, kissing the back of it, “What wouldn’t–or couldn’t–he do?”
“...eat me. He couldn’t eat me.”
Wonwoo grinned, “I’ve got that covered.”
You felt him kiss down your stomach, the pads of his fingers pressed into your flesh. His hands began to part your divide, lips tickling your inner thighs. You felt teeth, followed by relieved sighs as his fingers delicately brushed on your raw heat. “Of course, he couldn’t handle you. He wouldn’t know such a pretty pussy if it slapped him across the face.”
His lips gradually moved to the center, wrapping his lips around your entry as his eyes stared back at you like a deep void sucking you into its endless pit. His tongue licked your walls, earning a soft jump from you as Soonyoung and Jihoon help you down by your arms. A moan escapes your closed lips, your teeth driven into your bottom lip in anguish.
“She likes it,” Soonyoung commented amusedly.
“Well, I’m sure anything is better than that asshole…But Wonwoo doing it for you? His mouth feels good on your wet, needy pussy?”
Salvia caught in your throat, you fused into the sheets, “Fuck yes.”
Wonwoo chuckled against your skin before he faced you deeper, burning himself in your arousal until he was sure he’d drown in it. You were like honey on his tongue, rich and pure. Eating you out gave him all and more pleasure than a thousand hand jobs by a thousand of hands. You were pure ecstasy that had been forbidden from the very moment he laid his eyes on you. 
The only reason why he stayed friends with your ex for so long was his inner circle, including you. He endured every trash talk, every shit game, every extra hour session to improve Hae’s shitty hand coordination. It was worth it, at least now it was.
“He must be having a full course down there, you sound amazing,” Soonyoung whispered in your ear, hand fondling one breast, while Jihoon had the other. His lips were eating at your pebbled skin.
Your high only rose taller, your body tenser, and you can feel your skin swell up in heat as you clenched around Wonwoo’s tongue. Your climax gushed out of you like tree sap, coating his mouth in your warmth, dripping down from his lips to chin. He tasted what he only dreamt of, ecstasy and clouds. Only filthy.
He reached up to land your taste in your mouth. “How is it? Delicious, aren’t ya?”
“My turn,” Jihoon claimed your lips a second after, envy stemming from his lips as he tasted you himself. His stomach coiled over the filth in your mouth, pouring the thought of ruining you in his head. His cock throbbed at the image of being choked from your sopping cunt that he could only imagine felt good as it tasted. “I’ll get condoms.”
“Don’t.” You stopped, staring back into the man’s eyes in pleas. “I want to feel you, please.”
“Us? All of us?” Jihoon asked to confirm.
You gave him a definite nod, “I’m clean…and I’ve never let him touch me raw ever.”
“Are you sure, princess?” Wonwoo now asked, painfully aware of the offer hot on his fingertips.
“I-I trust you. Please…”
They briefed in quiet thought before agreeing, surrounding you at all sides. You reached up for Wonwoo, pulling him back on you with his cock thick and hard between his legs. Your hand went to claim him in your grip, stroking him from base to tip, the bulging veins up his shaft tingling at your fingertips.
“Careful there,” he cautioned, grinning, “you’ll make me get too excited.”
“That’s what I want,” you mused.
“Looks like Y/n is a little tease,” Soonyoung chuckled. “Let’s see if you can take what you dish.”
Jihoon came to your side before laying a hand on your pussy, lathering your moisture between his fingers and stretching open your folds. The curve of Wonwoo’s cock stood perfectly aligned at your entrance, wetting the head with a delectable sheen. He pushed himself in, savoring the safe haven that was your walls. It was the perfect stretch to his girth and he groaned at the plush felt, practically melting all around him. “Shit…”
“Look how good that pussy takes his cock, Hoon,” Soonyoung spoke, jaw dropped.
“Such a good little pussy,” Jihoon agreed, rubbing your clit, teeth tugging against your earlobe, “You’re gonna make me cum with how mouthwatering you look.”
You buried your grip in the sheets, head throwing as the plunge of Wonwoo’s cock, and you barely made out your request. “P-Phone…”
“Why do you need your phone,” Soonyoung asked in interest.
“S-snap…Hae…”
They were all shocked at first at your request, but pulled up the Snapchat app on the phone anyway, waiting to give you a signal to record. You then added on to the request, “Soon—Mmh—say some n-nice things before sending it t-to him…”
He turned a cheeky grin before pressing record. Wonwoo thrust in you deep, groaned louder, fucked you faster, and naturally spilled obscenities from your lips that ‘putting on a show’ wouldn’t be necessary. His hands roughly pulled your hips to him, as if to use you, bending you to his will, and fuck, did it feel good.
“You see this shit?” Soonyoung mocked. “That’s what fucking sounds like, you moron. Probably never heard her make those sounds before, have you? Funny enough, she likes raw cock, just not yours.”
You let out a guttural moan as Jihoon played with your tits. His teeth scratched up against your breast before biting, sucking, and moaning. You whispered in his ear something only he could hear it’s not long before he does as you asked, dangling his cock in front of you with bent knees. You grasped his shaft, tugging on his skin before fitting him in your mouth, pushing through your soft gags, and taking him deep in your mouth.
Jihoon sounded satisfied just as he looked. He put his hands in your hair before bobbing your head against him, his cock deep-throating you until you’re forced to breathe through your nose. He felt full and thick inside you, itching down the depths of your throat.
Soonyoung pulled the phone closer to you, just hornier watching you at work while he was at work. “Look. At. That. She’s taking his cock so fucking good. What a good girl. So fucking pretty–You’re such a stupid bitch, Hae. I hope you know that by now you never deserved her.”
Soonyoung’s thumb comes into the frame to wipe the overwhelmed tears in your eyes, while your delicious moans were muffled by Jihoon. “His cock taste good, baby?”
You nodded, whimpering as Jihoon tugged you harder, forcing your eyes on him. 
“Better than Hae’s?” Jihoon thought to ask, to which you nodded again, only more gingerly as you caressed his bare abdomen.
“Yeah, because Hae’s a little bitch,” Soonyoung egged. “You’ve got to be incredibly stupid to fucking lose someone like this. Well, bye now. Gotta get back to fucking your hot girlfriend–excuse me.” He turned the camera back on himself, visibly stroking his cock—veiny and hard. “Your hot Ex-girlfriend.”
He threw a farewell middle finger before sending it to him and tossing the phone aside. He caressed your head, “How’s that?”
You nodded, a bit too distracted to give a more definite answer.
“Good, now focus on orgasming, hmm?”
You saw Soonyoung’s cock, hard and in its lonesome before tending it, still stroking Jihoon’s. You alternated between the two for a period, letting both feel the inner working of your mouth. It was until you got enthusiastic that you rubbed them against each other, lathering each other your saliva. Their collective moans drowned out other sounds in the room. Vein to vein, shaft to shaft, head to head. With your tongue in between or licking up their lengths, their cocks gilded against each other as smooth as butter.
“Fuck, why does that feel good?” Jihoon whined, still drunk enough to admit some truth.
“Admit it, Hoonie, you like me,” Soonyoung teased between his moans.
Both your hands held them together, stroking them as if they were one. You could feel them bursting with arousal. It was orgasmic to see them cross, but not as much as it was taking them both in your mouth simultaneously, stretching your lips from corner to corner. They may have not pushed far, but your lips wrapped around them so bound and tight, it was more than they could’ve asked.
“Yes, shit…Just, like that, Y/n...You’re driving me insane right now…”
“Taking our cocks so beautifully, baby…Being perfect, good slut…Mmh, spit on it…that’s it…Take us deeper, baby…so fucking good.”
Wonwoo may have amped up his pace for the camera, but he was afraid to lose it. Taking the sides of your legs, he held them up to his shoulders so he could fuck you deeper, bottoming out in you. Your moans vibrated up the two men’s cock, one more sensitive than the other, making Jihoon curse at his limited patience. “Shit…so close…”
“Oh, Y/n…shit…fuck, I’m gonna cum too.” Wonwoo shut his eyes tight, attempting to resist the best he could but for him, the tides were too strong. 
Wonwoo doubled over, wailing about his impending orgasm before he released inside you, hot and inevitable. You clenched into the heat, feeling it invade the depth of your core until it meant you were full. It was too late for you to stop your own crash of arousal that followed immediately after. Meanwhile, Jihoon, not wanting to make the same mistake, pulled out of you a string of salvia routing from your swollen lips to his swollen cock. He cupped the side of your cheek, smiling a tired smile, and kissed your face as Soonyoung was still in your mouth. 
Unlike his friend, you milked Soonyoung dry, carnally taking every drop of his load he squeezed out between in his deep, aching groans. Either of his hands collapse the side of your head, pushing your lips against the base before dropping it inside you. “Take it, baby, swallow my cum.” Pockets full of cum lumped the column of your throat and traveled like an assembly line as you swallowed.
“Y/n…oh my god, like that…every drop….”
Eventually, positions shifted. Your lips connected back with Jihoon, while Soonyoung covered your backside, eating your pussy like it was the best thing in the fucking world. “Your pussy is the best thing in the fucking world.” He really spoke his mind.
Soonyoung proved himself to be a messy eater, tongue fucking you sideways, while the remainder of Wonwoo’s cum and yours slid all over his mouth. He felt it dribble down his chin, down his neck, even his chest. He was so turned on by such a filthy feast, it made him easy to find his cock. Thrusting and fisting himself, he edged his patience with quick brief intervals, stopping abruptly as soon as he felt close.
Jihoon smiled against your lips as he clashed with your tongue, fighting for your attention with his hands through your hair. “He feel good, hmm? I’m about to make you feel better. Come here.”
You did as he ask, Soonyoung’s lips following after, until the head of Jihoon’s cock prodded at your entrance, wet with teasing. Your whines, barely audible in the kiss, soon melted like milk chocolate, and Jihoon’s cock eased inside you just as easily as it eased out. He thrusted in you at an achingly slow rhythm, while Soonyoung’s eyes followed the motion like memorizing a dance. 
“I wish you could see from this angle how she’s taking it.” He spread your cheeks apart, and the gap of your warmth fluttered at the draft the second Jihoon pulled out. “You look fucking delicious, Y/n.”
Soonyoung gave you both a subtle signal before whipping his cock, angry and red at being left out. He steadied your body, Jihoon’s cock insistent on being inside, but that was no problem. Soonyoung teased your preoccupied hole, lubing himself with the pre-made mess, and eased himself in. He now felt what he could only describe as solid euphoria, breath-stealing and innate perfection.
Your molten walls melted around their cocks, and their deep, merciless plunges fill the every crevice of your body, as your back came in a perfect arch. Moans stayed stuck in your throat, trembling in a pleasurable ache. You lost yourself in the fullness you felt letting them fuck you and use you like the toy you’ve become. “F-fuck yes…more please…don’t stop…”
Jihoon moaned after you, lips puckering in pleasure. His head dipped back in the sheets, feeling like he was having sex for the first time all over again. A new, foreign feeling that makes him feel like seconds away from cumming. In soft whispers, he begged for it slow, swallowing his whimpers but showing weakness obvious weakness. It made you absolutely insane. You were the one taking two dicks in you but Jihoon made it feel as if you had to worry about him. You tenderly caressed his cheeks in solace, reassuring him the way you could that you’d take care of him.
Out of your peripheral view, you hadn't noticed Wonwoo until he started talking with his phone in hand. He approached the space above your head, recording the lewd view as his cock was came to your eye level. He tilted your chin up with his middle and index to meet his face, unadulterated dark lust oozing out of his eyes. “So pretty already taking two cocks. They fucking your pussy good?”
“Yes, so good…” you answered, taking every pounding.
“You know what I want, right?”
Your hands were already in his shaft, feeling how hard even after already came. “Yes.”
His hand brushed the top of your head, tugging it back so your eyes stared back into the camera lens. A corner of his lisp quirked up, slowly in a sinfully dark voice he commanded, “Take my cock, Princess.”
Soonyoung held you up from your side, while Jihoon reunited with your tits. Slowly but surely, you leaned in to welcome the head of his cock on your tongue, licking through the slit. In a lewd manner, your eyes drift in a dream-like expression. Your tongue trailing down his length before spitting against the shaft and coating your lips in a glossy sheen. 
“You really don’t get it, do you, Hae,” Wonwoo watched you through the screen, resisting the urge to not just completely fuck your mouth senseless at the moment, “Y/n was yours once, but she’s ours now. The difference is, we use our cocks right and put them in all the right places. You, however, will never know,” Wonwoo single-handedly wrapped your hair around his fingers in a makeshift ponytail, “what it’s like to be inside her again. We won’t let you.” from his grip, he pushed your head down to deep throat him, plugging the gap in which you’d normally breathe through.
Your eyes shut, tears burn down your cheek like liquid fire as you’re swirling your tongue around him before he pulled himself out, cussing under his breath. He zoomed in on your eyes, dazed and perfectly fucked, before sticking a thumb in your mouth, releasing a gleeful giggle. You looked like a new person entirely. Unrecognizable. Reborn. 
“Did you like that, princess?”
You let out a low purr, “Yes, Wonwoo…more please...”
He sent the video before tossing his phone away and finishing what he started. His cock made himself home in your mouth once again, now savoring the sensation. Wonwoo doesn’t hold himself back now, fucking your mouth despite any physical resistance your mouth may make. It made you feel alive, useful, and last but most important, wanted.
“You look so beautiful, Princess…yes, take our cocks. You’re doing a beautiful job.”
Their praises spoke to you like prayer, descending upon you like a light while committing sin. “Cum, on my cock, Y/n. I can take it,” Jihoon insisted, trembling under your touch. Soonyoung nodded in agreement, legs faltering as expected from going at you for as long as he could. Wonwoo was even starting to look like he’d give in. Bodies covered in a layer of sweat and sex. You were grateful to be gifted another climax, shuddering on top of the begging man while you managed through with limited oxygen. 
Orgasm after orgasm, they put you to ruin, and yet you never felt more on air. It felt like it went  on forever, but everyone moved with urgency. In the end, they pour their cum into you like it was your purpose, every hole of yours practically leaking with ivory honey. You collapsed on the body beneath you, his tone arms held you in place. He kissed you where Wonwoo left another mess of his and made love against your mouth, and not a thought of anything else.
They stayed the night as planned. Your bodies, now cleaned after a long, thorough shower, cradled against each other in your borrowed clothes. You fit together like pieces to a full picture, not one without the other. You worried about the aftermath the next day, awaiting the utter chaos that could follow, but realized it was your own imagination worrying you because things went as normal.
Smiles on their faces, tender and welcoming eyes, only at this point it made you warm all over, memories of last night flooding your brain.
The only difference was the hundreds of messages flooding your inbox from your ex, and the now deeply intimate connection you’ve made with a group that you only saw as friends. The same deep connection that had you cumming again that same morning.
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vitaminkyeom · 3 months ago
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till death do us part
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noun. [ˈdɛθ] for as long as we breath.
a series on horrors of love.
CURRENTLY WRITING : Alice in Wonderland [Jeonghan x Female Reader]
COMPLETED (1/13) : Telephone [Mingyu x Female Reader]
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A/N || This series will start from October and run till November end. This is my first horror series in this blog and i was wondering whether or not to write this because i'm so bad at writing horror fics so please give it lots of love! i hope you all enjoy this series.
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↬ Seungcheol in  ❝ Stitches And Hearts ❞
╼ PAIRING || Seungcheol x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Frankenstein! AU, Horror, Romance
╼ SUMMARY || When life snatched away your lover from you, you were completely heartbroken. But there was no way you were going to let fate decide your life so you took matters into your own hands.
Or, in which, you were driven mad by grief but sane enough to get him back.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Jeonghan in  ❝ Alice In Wonderland ❞
╼ PAIRING || Jeonghan x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Angst
╼ SUMMARY ||  You wake up with your memories wiped out in a lonely house with a few other people, all in the same position. As you all try making your way out, you start finding out disturbing truths that maybe should have been left alone.
Or, in which, wonderland wasn't so wonderful when you realised what had exactly happened.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Joshua in  ❝ H(a)unted ❞
╼ PAIRING || Joshua x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Witch AU, Neighbour!Joshua
╼ SUMMARY || Moving into the cheapest house you could get your hands on was definitely not number one on your bucket list but maybeyour hot neighbour could make up for it.
Or, in which, history repeats itself but maybe it never died in the first place
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Junhui in  ❝ The Painting ❞
╼ PAIRING || Junhui x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Romance, Horror, The Picture Of Dorian Gray AU, Serial Killer AU
╼ SUMMARY ||  Wen Junhui was the most perfect man you could have ever fallen in love with and there was nothing more you could ever ask for him. Except, maybe wonder why he would never let you in his house.
Or, in which, maybe the man you were in love with was not as beautiful as he seemed.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Soonyoung in  ❝ Spirited Away ❞
╼ PAIRING || Soonyoung x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Ghost AU, Roommate AU, Romance, Angst, Horror
╼ SUMMARY ||  When you moved in with Kwon Soonyoung, you were a bit skeptical about rooming with a random stranger. But that totally changed when you finally met him and began to fall in love. Except maybe he wasn't who you thought he was.
Or, in which, your feelings were temporary, just like him.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Wonwoo in  ❝ Lights Out ❞
╼ PAIRING || Wonwoo x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Vampire! AU, Horror, Romance
╼ SUMMARY || All you wanted to do was loosen up a little after your exams. So what best place to relax other than a club right? Especially if there is a handsome stranger offering to buy you drinks.
Or, in which, your one night stand goes horribly, horribly wrong.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Jihoon in  ❝ Deep Sleep ❞
╼ PAIRING || Jihoon x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Incubus!Jihoon, Horror, Romance
╼ SUMMARY ||  You knew you were a deep sleeper and that one day you would get into trouble for it but if you could wake up energetic the next day, who were you to complain? Until you started getting nightmares when you moved to your new house.
Or, in which, your nightmares were plagues by the same damn man.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Seokmin in  ❝ Death Do Us Part ❞
╼ PAIRING || Seokmin x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Succubus!Reader
╼ SUMMARY ||  Lee Seokmin was everything you had ever wanted in a man. Unfortunately he was too far away from your reach physically. Quite literally.
Or, in which, you were going to have Seokmin to yourself, no matter what.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Mingyu in  ❝ Telephone ❞
╼ PAIRING || Mingyu x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, 911 Operator!Mingyu, Romance
╼ SUMMARY ||  Working the night shift as a 911 operator was hard as it is and the last thing Mingyu needed was those calls from his ex-girlfriend. Whom he had not seen in years. For obvious reasons of her being dead.
Or, in which, Mingyu kept getting calls from his ex girlfriend claiming that she had murdered him.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Minghao in  ❝ Jekyll ❞
╼ PAIRING || Minghao x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde AU, Horror, Angst, Romance
╼ SUMMARY ||  You had loved your blind date because Xu Minghao had put in so much efforts in both the dates he had arranged. Until his personality did a complete 360 degree on the third date. And you had considering breaking things off with him until you found a 'help me' note in his handwriting in your handbag.
Or, in which, the man you like might be playing Jekyll and Hyde with you.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Seungkwan in  ❝ Porcelain ❞
╼ PAIRING || Seungkwan x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Porcelain Doll AU, Horror, Romance
╼ SUMMARY ||  When Seungkwan's girlfriend goes back to her grandmother's house for a few days, he expects continuous messages from her. But instead of that, all he gets is a gift from her. A porcelain doll.
Or, in which, Seungkwan thinks you gifted him a doll from your grandmother's collection.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Vernon in  ❝ Sabotaged ❞
╼ PAIRING || Vernon x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance
╼ SUMMARY ||  There was something off about your boyfriend's house. You just could feel it. Determined to find out you decide to spend the night in his house.
Or, in which, you find out secret's you were never supposed to find out and now you'll have your revenge.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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↬ Chan in  ❝ Reaper ❞
╼ PAIRING || Chan x Female Reader
╼ GENRES || Horror, Romance, Grim Reaper AU, Serial Killer AU
╼ SUMMARY ||  All Chan wanted to do was lead a simple carefree life, leaving behind his past now that he had met you. But you, you on the other hand had some other plans for him.
Or, in which, Chan thought you were the one without realising you were actually the one.
╼ WARNINGS || TBA
╼ WORD COUNT || TBA
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faewoozi · 2 months ago
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i win. ft hoshi x fem!reader ( 18 + MDNI )
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summary: if kwon soonyoung has one hater in this universe it’s definitely you. despite having the same friend group you’re usually icy to him as you can't seem to get along to save your life. or at least that's how it appears. soonyoung though through his own curiosity discovers a truth you've tried to bury deep inside…maybe something else needs to be buried deep inside you, and it will if he gets his way.
♡ pairing: hoshi x fem!reader
♡ genre: smut w a lil plot ( growth! )
♡ word count: 9.5k
♡ this work feats: hoshi being annoying lmao, reader also being annoying. fingering, protected piv sex ( proud of myself for that one), oral ( receiving ), lots of descriptions of lady parts, there is a LOT of swearing in this one. some mild jihoon flirting too. let me know if I missed anything.
a/n: feel free to judge me for that summary because I deserve it lmao. as an aries i got that dawg in me so i'm probably just as competitive as hoshi. which is probably why reader is a lil petty. i could not imagine the chaos unleashed upon the world if hoshi could read minds in reality. anyway i'm having a ton of fun writing in this weird little universe. I think I was going to write Jun next butttttt there's a part two to this one specifically. Yes it is woozi x reader x hoshi why do you ask? I haven't revealed what Woozi's ability is yet either so it's gonna be fun! also time travel, campus radio dj!vernon is coming too because i've started working on that one as well.
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“Is Soonyoung coming?” You found yourself asking despite already knowing the answer. Seokmin had finally come out of being stuck in his girlfriend’s armpit and actually wanted to see his friends for once. He had recently scored his first big paying theater gig and wanted everybody to come out and celebrate tomorrow. That meant you of course…but also…Kwon Soonyoung.
“Y/n he’s one of my best friends. I can’t not invite him. He even taught me to dance, I doubt I’d be scoring these kind of roles if he hadn’t helped me.” Seokmin replied in exasperation, but he was pouting. This wasn’t the kind of thing you could turn down without hearing about it every single day or your life with Seokmin.
“Fine. I’ll come with Jun, stay for an hour but the moment he starts up with me I’m gone.” You said in irritation, already regretting the idea that you'd be in a room with him.
“You know that old saying right? He’s only messing with you because he likes you. Or maybe because you started it. I don’t know, it’s kinda hard with Soon he doesn’t know what the high road is. If someone’s mean to him he takes that as a personal challenge to either get them to like him or to hate him more.” Seokmin responded and you frowned.
You knew all too well how irritating you could be but you didn’t start it. Soonyoung started it the moment he called you dour and boring — unprovoked no less! You'd been minding your business and no you were never interested in involving yourself with the weirdness Soonyoung got up to. That didn’t make you boring, it made you sane. So it was fuck him until the end of time. Or that’s what you were trying to project anyway.
“He started it. I’m just finishing things.” You snapped and Seokmin feigned hurt. You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “I said I’d come okay. That’s all you’re getting out of me. I do not have to be happy about it at all.”
“That’s…not nice. But I won’t complain. It’ll be fun. Lots of drinks, he won’t even know you’re there.” Seokmin said patting your shoulder gently.
You scoffed at Seokmin. “That’s what you said last time when we did that birthday dinner for Hannie and within five minutes we were arguing and I was about to hit him over the head with a fire extinguisher and go to jail.”
Seokmin couldn’t fight back a grin. “Oh yeah you did almost kill him that night. I forgot that’s why we stopped inviting you both to things. But you know what? After that night he told me he doesn’t really think you hate him. He was really freaked out at first. He said he’s always able to win everyone over. But not you, but then I don’t know…the next morning he was all happy. He said you didn’t actually hate him. You were just keeping up appearances, being tsundere or whatever.” 
You sighed. “That’s because he lives in la la fucking land and doesn’t understand boundaries and reality. This is why I really don’t want to go.”
“Wow, so you mean it? You’re going to miss out on such an important event in my life because of one guy? Kwon Soonyoung of all people? He can dictate your whole life like that?”
You let out a groan. “Hey don’t use your shitty psych electives on me. I’ll go. But like I said one hour and then I’m gone.”
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It took around forty five minutes for Soonyoung to figure out you were at Seokmin’s party. Longer than you anticipated but still right at the hour mark nonetheless. Which meant it was time to go, except you literally had no idea where your ride was. One moment you and Jun were dancing, giggling with one another and then the next he was gone and somehow Soonyoung was there. He had a wicked grin on his stupidly cute face and the grin was only growing wider.
The intensity of the urge to hit him and then kiss him was stronger than anticipated no doubt due to the fact that you were two red solo cups in with whatever jungle juice Mingyu threw together. That is what also made Soonyoung infuriating. Not only did he annoy you to no end but he had the nerve to be so enticingly attractive and sometimes hilarious while he did it, which made it hard to be his number one hater a title you took even more serious than your grades at this point.
“You come to parties now?” He asked, hiding his grin against the rim of the cup in his hand.
“Why are you talking to me?” You responded in irritation and he lowered his cup slouching against the wall to face you fully.
“You’re always so bitchy with me. It’d be annoying if I didn’t know you think I’m cute.”
Heat flooded your face for just a moment. How the hell did he know that? You never told anyone...well maybe Jun, glancing at him though he had the same shit eating grin he wore when he felt he was right or winning at something. And a good portion of the time he was wrong. He was saying this to get you riled up no doubt, just throwing stuff at the wall to see what sticks so he could use it against you at some point in some awful embarrassing way.
You let out a bitter laugh. “Funny, I thought you’d gotten past your delusional phase.”
Soonyoung leaned in closer his breath ghosting against your ear. “I’m practically shit faced but I know for a fact you want to ride my dick.”
This caused actual laughter to burst out of you. He was definitely drunk, and definitely trying to get under your skin. He usually went the obnoxious route, seducing you or whatever this was seemed to be a new trick he was trying out. You had no doubt that if you admitted it he’d personally make a website dedicated to the fact just to embarrass you. Or he'd rent out the band or something to broadcast it to everyone. Either way you weren't biting. “Soonyoung, you’re drunk. Get away from me.”
You started to walk away but he took hold of your arm pulling you back. Taking in the look on your face he immediately let go and took a step back. But he was still smiling, and it wasn’t his shit eating grin. This was something else. This was a smirk, a knowing — you didn’t like the look of that at all. Which is probably why you even bothered engaging him. The last thing you wanted was for him to think this was a conversation he won.
“Look whatever you think you know you’re wrong. Once back in sophomore year I think I told Jun you looked cute at the talent show. You had on leather pants — it was cool to see you dance because that’s the only time that night you weren’t talking and you weren’t fucking being the bane of my existence. The Y/n of now is wildly different and understands that leather pants, good dancer or not, you’re the absolute worst.” You said with a nonchalant shrug.
But that didn’t deter him at all. He looked bemused, utterly unconvinced by what you were saying, which seemed to infuriate you in your drunken state more. He should be wanting to argue, not just standing there smiling and looking completely rideable as he so helpfully pointed out. His grin widen. Shit. Did you say that out loud?
“We should make out.” He said in reply.
“Why the hell would I do that?” You asked in disbelief.
“Proof. If you don’t want me. Kiss me. I’ll be able to tell.”
You scoffed. “Fuck that. I’m going to find Jun.” You weren’t being baited into weird  Soonyoung shit. This is why the two of you didn't hang out. Being his friend was akin to majoring in getting into nonsense, something you had no interest in. You begin weaving through people at the party in search of your friend. But Soonyoung was right behind you.
“See this is the response of someone who definitely wants to fuck me. I mean you won’t kiss me because you know it’ll mess with you and I’ll be able to tell. A great philosopher once said that sometimes two people have to have sex to solve their problems.” He downed the rest of his drink and tossed the cup absentmindedly, accidentally hitting Chan in the head who was striking out with some freshman in his chem classes.
“Ow what the — ah shit Soonyoung leave Y/n alone we agreed that if you came you would back off we cannot have the cops show up again.” Chan said rubbing his clearly fine head.
“I’m not bothering you am I?” Soonyoung asked glancing at you.
“Yes you are go away.” You replied, standing on your tiptoes in search of Jun who was tall and should not be this hard to see.
“Said like someone who definitely wants my cock in their —“
You turned, grabbed Soonyoung by his face and smashed your mouth to his. This was supposed to prove a point, it would shut him up, there were witnesses to see that you had absolutely no interest in him — except for the part where his arm snaked around your waist and he pulled you flush against him. And the part where his tongue was in your mouth and he tasted like something sweet ( but also like alcohol). Oh and the part where it was an achingly good kiss. A kiss you needed to stop.
“Finally.” A voice that sounded suspiciously like Seungcheol.
“It was so annoying watching them bicker.” Wonwoo definitely.
“God I wish that was me.” Awww Chan.
But nope. This had gone on long enough. You had an image to uphold. You pulled away from a semi dazed Soonyoung and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. Then you spit on the floor.
“Hey! I live here!” Mingyu exclaimed in mild horror pushing through the crowd.
“Fuck that was so bad. Is that really how you kiss?” With such soft lips and gentle swipes of his tongue?
“Uh, yeah, I guess so. No one's complained before.” You frowned and then let loose a condescending laugh.
“Just shows the quality of the people you date.” You nearly shouted through your laughter.
“Hey!” An offended voice rose from the crowd but you didn’t see who.
Soonyoung stared at you. He stood there silent for nearly a full minute. The room held its breath wondering what would happen, Mingyu had his phone out like the cops were on speed dial and then Soonyoung stepped as close to you as he possibly could and bent slightly,  lowering his voice so that only you could hear him.
“I’m going to make you cum so hard you forget your own name. You’re going to want my cock in you every single night. And because I like you so much I’m going to give it to you. Then you can have my soft lips and gentle tongue whenever you want.” He pressed a kiss to your mouth briefly and then he walked away disappearing into the throng of onlookers.
Suddenly Jun was at your side. “Oh my God are you friends with Soon now?”
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Fuck Kwon Soonyoung. And not in the fun sexy way he wanted. But in the fuck him and his dog and his mom’s dog too kind of way. Because he had upended your brain. Who did he think he was declaring such filthy things to you at a party and then kissing you? And what was wrong with you? Because you found something thrilling and attractive about replaying those words over and over in your mind. Enough that occasionally at night your hand slid between your legs with them ringing in your ears.
And how did he know to say exactly what you thought of your first kiss? Soft lips and gentle tongue —- he nailed it. Just like he said he would. Somehow he’d discovered in that kiss that maybe you didn’t hate him as much as you said. He could have some endearing qualities but then he’d do something to infuriate you again, or maybe that was just easier than the alternative, actually trying to be his friend.
Maturity and growth were not welcome visitors in your life at the moment. You enjoyed the version of yourself that got to be petty and childish around him. Maturity would mean confirming what Seokmin said the other day but applying it to yourself. Maybe you messed with him because you found him attractive? Growth meant setting aside your stale grudge and actually attempting to be normal with him. But after the party? Those words? His declaration? He couldn’t win. He would be insufferable otherwise. There would be no giving in, Soonyoung simply could not come out of this victorious. You wouldn't let him.
“He’s the most competitive person we know. He’s going to make good on whatever he said. I know you know this.” Jihoon said as the two of you walked across campus to the library. No one knew what Soonyoung had actually said to you, they just knew he got quiet, which meant whatever he said required action. Soonyoung only got quiet when he was serious and he needed to strategize.
“Right, but Jihoon I know he confided in you. He tells you everything. Just say what you know and help me.” You pleaded.
Jihoon shrugged. “He only said that he wanted to ask you out. Shua told him you liked that Cuban place we went to a few weeks ago. That’s it.”
You looped your arm through Jihoon’s giddy at knowing this information for two separate reasons. Kind of cute he was seeking out advice from mutual friends to ask you out. Also good to know so you could turn him down and shatter his little pea brain, and ruin his plans of catching you off guard. You would not be swept off your feet and into his bed.
You and Jihoon continued across campus towards the library and Soonyoung came into view. You did a quick once over of him before taken sudden interest in a few people passing out fliers. As always he looked infuriatingly handsome. He approached both of you, his eyebrow raising at your interlocking arms.
“Y/n. Jihoon.” Soonyoung said. He seemed normal, laid back even, despite the fact that the last time you spoke or saw each other was over a week ago at the party. You’d been avoiding most other places you might go socially, usually going to third wheel with Seokmin and his partner when you needed social interaction. But definitely not Mingyu and Wonwoo’s or with Chan and Seungkwan. That was asking to run into each other.  And who knew what he’d do?
“Soonyoung, should we talk about the party? Did I hurt your feelings?” You were trying to keep your voice sincere.
“We can talk about it if you want? And my feelings aren’t hurt, they’re…well you already know how I feel.” Soonyoung replied with a sly grin.
“I thought that was a joke and you were drunk. We don’t even like each other, why would we take something like that serious?” You said dismissively and Soonyoung burst into laughter.
“I don’t joke about where I stick my dick.”
“Yep I’m gone.” Jihoon untangled himself from you and immediately turned in the direction you came from walking off.
You took hold of Soonyoung dragging him away from the front of the library and open ears. “Thank you so much for broadcasting that in front of Jihoon.” You hissed and Soonyoung just shrugged.
“He’s my roommate he knows more about my sexual history than anyone. He doesn’t care.” Soonyoung said waving the thought of Jihoon off, and then a dangerous gaze settled over you. “Wow, you look really fucking good today. Did you do that for me?” You scoffed. So maybe his words from the party got you a little riled up, but he was taking this too far. You dressed for yourself and yourself only. You would never consider in a million years whether Soonyoung liked something you wore.
“This has got to stop. This is worse than us trying to kill each other.” You declared, but Soonyoung stepped closer. His hand came to rest on your shoulder, his fingers brushed delicately against exposed skin. You fought to keep your breath steady, why was he so close?
“Oh. So that’s what it is. You like when I touch you.” The words escaped his mouth like a revelation as he glided a finger against your neck and then beneath your chin. He tilted your head upwards to look at him. “Soonyoung 1, Y/N 0 and simping harder than I’ve ever seen.”
Your hand shot up smacking his away from you. He would not move you, it didn’t matter that he looked as good as he did. It didn’t matter that his touch was sending little shivers through you. Your face remained neutral, but a slight smile begin to edge onto it. “If you’re keeping score then I’m going to actually have to start playing the game.”
Soonyoung raised an eyebrow at this. “Meaning?”
“You think the way to winning this —- thing that occurred at Seok’s party is by trying to seduce me. I get it Soonyoung, you like watching me squirm because it gives you the upper hand in our never ending power struggle of who hates who more but I haven’t been playing. I don’t think you could handle it if I did.” You said coolly, watching his expression shift. His jaw set and you could tell his competitive nature was kicking in.
“I’m pretty sure I could handle whatever you throw at me just fine. And this isn’t a game Y/n, since kissing you at the party, I don’t know. Something changed. I know it has in you.” Soonyoung responds but you’re having none of it. You know him, you’ve known him for years and whatever this is, Soonyoung will slip up sooner rather than later. He’s not being sincere in anyway, when has he ever been?
“Fine. Then consider the score reset. Soonyoung 0 and Y/n 0. We’ll see who wins.” You gave his chest a harder than necessary pat and then headed into the library confident that if you start throwing a few moves of your own his way this whole entire thing will collapse in on itself and you could return to how things were meant to be. Mutual dislike between the two of you, no sexual tension at all.
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Soonyoung was winning. He was definitely winning. There wasn’t a move or a fake flirt you could do that he didn’t have a response for. The other night while getting tacos with Seungkwan and Chan you had the brilliant idea of casually sitting in his lap. You just knew it would absolutely throw him off his game. Chan and Seungkwan’s heads nearly exploded from it, but Soonyoung wrapped an arm around you and then attempted to feed you as if it was something you did everyday. He wasn’t even flustered. He didn't even break his stride in making fun of Seungkwan, you were just in his arms and then you had to sit there so it didn't look like he had completely bested you. Which he had.
Tonight would be different you declared. Your uni had gotten into the playoffs for the baseball season. It was a huge deal for your friends since Mingyu and Seokmin were both playing. You'd only been at the game twenty minutes when Soonyoung sat next to you after bribing Jun to move with ice cream and a bag of cotton candy. You'd been on your guard immediately. But Soonyoung was doing what he had the other night with the tacos. Acting as if all of this was normal. He bought all your favorite concession snacks, he made you take two pictures with him and his hand kept casually groping your leg like you were on a date. You were so confused by the whole thing you just drifted along unsure how to respond. You certainly didn't want to argue with him and ruin the night for everyone since this was such a big deal.
“Have you ever considered that he might be telling the truth?” Jihoon asked later that night at the game as you two stood in line for the bathroom. Soonyoung offered to escort you but you forced Jihoon up and out of your seats faster than you thought yourself capable. “I get that he’s…excitable but when he’s serious about something he can change drastically. This wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Do you even hear yourself? We don’t like each other. We’ve been fighting since high school. I didn’t even know he’d wind up here. If I did I would’ve gone to my second pick almost immediately to avoid him.” You groan and Jihoon looks as if he wants to be anywhere but having this discussion with you.
“Have I mentioned before that I don’t like getting in the middle of things like this? Especially when it comes to Soonyoung he’s intense.” Jihoon offered and you began to pout.
“That is so unfair. Everyone is on his side. Maybe he’s serious y/n, maybe he’s just tired of bickering, maybe he isn’t as petty as you think. Bullshit. All of you.” You said jabbing a finger at Jihoon who furrowed his brow and craned his head away from you like you were crazy.
“Wow. You two…are a lot alike. That’s mildly terrifying. Anyway, fine hypothetically if I was on your side what would you want me to do?” Jihoon asked, his tone full of regret as you began to smile.
“Flirting with him isn’t working. He just flirts back and it seems to confirm this idea that I like him, whatever. So I’m going to completely burst his bubble and flirt with you.”
Misery overcame Jihoon’s face. He opened his mouth to protest but you were already shaking your head. “Too late. We’re flirting. Try and make the reactions authentic.” You say getting ready to disappear into the bathroom.
“And if I refuse?” Jihoon questioned.
“I’ll tell everyone that you like holding hands. Seok, Gyu and Soonyoung especially would love learning that about you. They’d hold your hand every chance they got.”
Jihoon looked horrified but cowed. “I shared that with you in confidence and now you’re using it to blackmail me. Seriously you and Soonyoung would probably be a power couple. This is exactly what he’d do. Like shit, I’m kind of floored at how immature you both are." Soonyoung was prepared for every move you threw at him but he absolutely wouldn’t be prepared for the ones that you’d be throwing at Jihoon. It was hard to keep a diabolical laugh from bubbling out of you as you considered the thought.
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Now Soonyoung was staring daggers into the side of Jihoon’s head. At first he’d been a little confused when you both came back from the bathroom and you sat down leaning your head to Jihoon’s shoulder, who stiffened and then relaxed after a moment when it became clear his life wasn’t in immediate danger from his best friend. Then you shared snacks and you legitimately giggled when your hands bumped into each other like you were in a rom com or something. Even then Soonyoung seemed a little lost but not upset.
But then to your surprise while talking to Jihoon about music theory class, out of reflexive habit his hand came up to move hair from your face. A move that threw you off enough to blush because it wasn't in Jihoon's nature to be affectionate in anyway. Jihoon blushed too as if realizing he made an error and for a brief moment something felt …different between the two of you. But then Soonyoung shifted and when you glanced his way he was scowling harder than you’d ever seen him. Now he refused to take his eyes off Jihoon, the look of betrayal on his face was hard to miss. You found yourself feeling a little guilty, this was only supposed to amplify the pettiness between you and Soonyoung, you didn’t want them blowing up at each other over it. Jihoon hadn't actually done anything wrong.
Sighing you rose to your feet. “Soonyoung can I talk to you for a moment?” He glanced up at you and immediately his face shifted, menacing glare gone, he gave you an impossibly cute smile and stood following you out to a walkway that seemed not to have as many people milling about.
“Don’t be mad at Jihoon. You look ready to kill him. It was my idea to use him to get under your skin.” You offered, and his face grew pensive.
“Yeah I know that. You’re doing a bad job of fake flirting with him. That giggle you did earlier, your voice never gets that high pitched even when you do find something funny.” Soonyoung responded in irritation. “But his responses on the other hand —- he was totally into it. Which is messed up because he knows how I feel about you.”
Now it was your turn to be confused. “Wait why do you know so much about my laugh? What do you mean he was into it? How do you feel about me?” The questions came one after another because these were all new revelations to you.
“Obviously I pay attention to you. I know Jihoon, we’ve been friends since we were kids. He wouldn’t do what he’s doing without intention. And I already told you that I want to be inside you every single night forever what is so hard to understand about that?” Soonyoung responded nearly in irritation.
“I—this is a game Soonyoung. A stupid one really. Let’s call a truce. This whole entire thing has gotten out of hand. Maybe we don’t have to dislike each other. We can actually try and be friends for once. But I don’t want you mad at Jihoon and I definitely don’t want the implications of what sleeping with you would do to my sanity.” You respond earnestly because other people getting in the middle of it was never the plan.
“I told you before. I’m not playing a game.” Soonyoung took a step closer to you and you took a step back until you hit the wall. His knee pushed between your legs until he could get as close to you as possible. His chest pressed into you, his groin against your thigh growing harder as he leaned down, his mouth capturing yours. And oh did you fold, you didn’t even try to resist. It felt impossible as his tongue pushed into your mouth. It felt impossible as his teeth nipped and sucked against your bottom lip. It felt impossible as a hand roamed across your chest, brushing against your left nipple until it pebbled under a gentle thumb. He coaxes your lips open, his tongue claiming every inch of your mouth as he sucks all the breath from your body. A kiss from someone you hate shouldn’t feel this good.
His lips dust over the shell of your ear, and you shiver. And when his hand slides over the curve of your hip and between your thighs, you whimper. Your body’s torn between fear and anticipation of the pleasure he can bring you but at what cost? Your hands go up pressing against his chest to stop him. He pulls back staring at you with hungry eyes.
“What are we doing?” You whisper shout at him.
“Personally I’m trying not to cum in my pants right now while still maintaining an air of sexiness and attraction. You?” Soonyoung replied.
“I’m — I don’t know. This is the weirdest thing that’s happened to me in a long time.” You offer because he was literally just playing with your nipple. No reason to stand on pride at this point.
“Hypothetically if I knew somehow that you didn’t exactly hate me as much as you say, would you go on a date with me? So that at least this part of it makes more sense?” He asked, two fingers dancing between the two of you.
“Hypothetically? I guess that would be okay. The date I mean.” And Soonyoung grins.
“Tomorrow night. Like six or seven?” You stare at him bewildered because what else can you even say at this point?
“Sure fine, seven.” Soonyoung grins even wider, pulls you into a hug, spins you around and smacks your ass and then takes off screaming back towards your seats that you’re going on a date. Great the entire campus can probably hear him. You don’t even go back inside. That’s enough of tonight for you. That’s definitely enough Soonyoung. The moment you’re back inside your dorm your head rest against the door. Why? Why would you do this to yourself?
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“So it isn’t a joke? You’re really doing this?” Vernon asked. He’d been away helping his family the past few weeks after classes and hadn’t been on campus to see whatever was happening between you and Soonyoung unfold, apparently Minghao couldn't resist keeping him in the loop though.
“Apparently. Why are you here again?” You asked rummaging through your closet for something to wear.
“When Hao told me what happened I thought he was bullshitting me. I needed to hear it from the source. I talked to Soonyoung first. This is crazy, you hate Soonyoung.” Vernon said, all teeth and gums as he laughed.
“I don’t hate him! We’ve had our differences but we’re working on them now.” You replied defensively.
“Remember when you lined his boxers with chili paste? Or that time you were on a date with that one guy and he ruined it by asking about your fungus thing you had last semester? Or last year when we had the pool party at my house and he untied your top in front of everyone and Mingyu got like en entire eyeful? Or when you shaved the side of his head while he slept with Seungkwan and he went to his dance competition like that? You guys hate each other. Did you lose a bet? Is he holding your family hostage?”
You frowned. In the the weird vortex you’d been sharing with Soonyoung for a few weeks now, none of those old things had come to mind. You’d been way too busy plotting on how to win this made up game between the two of you. But you’d forgotten how often you messed with each other and now you were suddenly contemplating if this was a good idea. You stopped what you were doing and came to sit on your bed next to Vernon.
“I forgot about that stuff. Maybe you’re right. Maybe this is a bad idea. There's clearly been too much damage done. Mingyu still can't look me in the eye.”
Vernon’s eyes went wide. “What? No, don’t change your mind! We’re just all shocked at this turn of events, well most of us. Cheol and Jeonghan said this has clearly been sexual tension the whole time but they like to pretend to be right about everything. You can’t not go. He’ll legitimately kill me if he finds out I changed your mind somehow. That wasn't even the point, it's just so unreal.”
“But this is silly. It all stemmed from this crazy idea he got in his head that I want to sleep with him and it just kept going and going. I still don’t know how he found that out. I’ve never told anyone ever that I think he’d be good in bed. But he’s a dancer it’s kind of a given y’know?” You mused aloud to Vernon who had grown super quiet. “What?”
Vernon looked conflicted, and he began to tug on his ear as he processed how he would reply. “I’m going to tell you something that sounds really, really insane. But I swear I’m not saying it without reason. Do you remember last year when Seok went missing for like two weeks and we were all super worried and freaked out?”
You nodded. His girlfriend was hysterical and spent many a night crying on your shoulder. Everyone had been shocked and terrified thinking he died or was hurt or something. What made it even weirder was that his parents had gone missing too. It had been a rough seventeen days for all involved. Seokmin had spent the last year making it up to everyone but he still wouldn’t tell you what happened. But it seemed as if Vernon knew something.
“So okay look it’s like this. The reason our friend group is so tight is because we discovered kind of early on we were all different. In a weird way. We’ve all got these abilities I guess. Y’know like X-Men and shit. So like Seok can travel to different universes. Kwan has like empathy or whatever it’s why emotions get so high in him and everyone around him. I think Chan’s is running fast or something. Mine is time travel, which I can show you but you won’t remember us having this conversation it’ll just feel like déjà vu.”
You gave Vernon a hard long stare. You had no idea what you were expecting him to say but it wasn’t anything like that. “What the fuck? Are you high?”
Vernon rolled his eyes. “Look just hear me out. Soonyoung can read your mind. You didn’t have to tell anyone about thinking he’s fuckable or whatever. He found out by invading your privacy. Probably not on purpose, he goes out of his way not to actively use it but sometimes, if someone is thinking about him hard enough he can hear it anyway. I know that sounds insane but tonight start off by thinking the worst stuff you can about him. Watch how he reacts, then you’ll know I’m telling the truth.”
After that, completely convinced he was messing with you, you put Vernon out of your room and began the process of getting ready. Soonyoung said you’d just have dinner and go on a walk or something. Nothing too serious, so you tried to keep things simple. Still despite it all coming off as a bad prank, Vernon’s words echoed in your mind. Thinking something bad about Soonyoung wouldn’t hurt anyone, you never had to admit to trying it either. If it was a prank it wasn’t one they thought out very well. You’d be more than happy to throw that in their faces later.
At exactly seven Soonyoung was at your door. He cleaned up well, and smelled amazing. Enough that you considered abandoning the date for a moment and getting back to what he really wanted. But, almost as if he could read your mind, Soonyoung had other plans.
“I know it would be super easy to just throw our clothes off and be all over each other, but I want to actually take you out on a proper date. I don’t want you to think this is just a sexual thing.” Soonyoung said before you even got a “hi” out to him. Your eyes narrowed in brief suspicion but you figured he probably saw the desire all over your face. You didn’t exactly hide it in the moment. Maybe that's how he was able to figure this whole thing out.
“Well that’s what I was expecting. Who said anything about taking our clothes off?” You asked in mild annoyance, and locked your door behind you.
Soonyoung didn’t reply, he looked at you curiously but didn’t try to prove a point. Which was for the better because your mind was already drifting to Vernon’s words. So of course you began to think of some of the more disheartening things you’d thought about Soonyoung over the years. None of which were exactly nice, that mostly had been thought of in irritation and malice to make you feel better about something rude he’d done.
The shift was subtle and had you not been looking for it you wouldn’t have noticed it. But the date started off fine. He held doors, made small talk, laughed at your jokes and made some funny ones of his own. After he paid for dinner though you found silence stretching across the table between you. He didn’t look happy, he kept shifting and glancing at you and then looking away when you caught him.
“Something on your mind?” You asked in disbelief, because his mood had changed. Just like Vernon said it would.
“Did I do something between the game and tonight? I mean — I thought maybe we were turning over a new leaf but you don’t seem…you seem to feel about me the way you always have like maybe I didn’t try hard enough. Did you not like the date or…?” Soonyoung said quietly and your heart began beating wildly in your chest.
“What makes you say that? Have I been acting different or something?” You asked.
“No, I mean I guess that’s the thing. You seem into it, but then you sort of don’t. I can’t explain it.” He said solemnly, and then he offered you a tired smile. “Whatever I’m just thinking too hard. We got what we needed out of this date right? We don’t have to take things any further but I would like to try being friends. Think I’m getting too old to be fighting with you constantly., Jihoon said it's why I keep finding random grey pubic hairs.”
You were on your feet immediately, pointing an accusatory finger at Soonyoung. “Oh my fucking God. Vernon was telling the truth. You read my mind!” You accused rather loudly, enough for a few heads in the restaurant to turn and stare at you.
“What!? Noooo are you crazy? That’s impossible.” Soonyoung said trying to pull off the worst acting you’d ever seen.
“This — you — Kwon Soonyoung!” You turned storming out of the restaurant angrily. How humiliating. How long had he been able to tell what you were thinking? Shame flooded you, some of things you thought about him you couldn’t even repeat aloud to yourself. And he knew them, this entire time! That sneaky little fucker.
“Wait! Y/n please let me explain it was an accident!” Soonyoung caught up to you, hands held up in surrender as he came stumbling from the restaurant.
“How do you accidentally read minds?” You snapped at him, unable to process that you were actually asking the question.
“At the dinner for Jeonghan when you were trying to hit me over the head with the extinguisher I was scared for my life! It took Mingyu and Cheol to hold you back and everyone was pretty sure you were about to kill me. I just wanted to know your intent because there was such hatred coming off of you, and so when I took a teeny tiny baby peek even though you were physically trying to assault me your mind was…you were thinking about how cute I was when I was scared. And that was weird….I didn’t know what to make of it. So as time went on I started paying more attention to your stronger thoughts, not invading your mind, but the ones that leak out because they’re so intense. All the thoughts you had about me weren’t violent or even that angry. You were definitely annoyed a lot but Jihoon has that reaction all the time too. I was just surprised because most of the thoughts were kinda hot.” He finished, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.
“How long?” You demanded stepping closer to him.
“Huh?”
“How long have you been doing this?” You clarified and he looked sheepish.
“Since last year. I never stopped after the dinner. I was trying to work up the courage to talk to you about it or ask you out but everytime we got within six feet of each other we bickered and I’d forget. It wasn’t until we were at Seok’s party and I was drunk and just kept saying what was on my mind. And then you kissed me and you liked the kiss and —“
Your face fell into your hands. “Oh my God that’s why you knew what I thought about the kiss and why you said it back to me. It’s why I could never catch you off guard with the flirting. It’s how you knew I was faking it with Jihoon! This is — fuck you Soonyoung! This was a game that would literally be impossible for me to win, because you have telepathy!” You let out a hysterical laugh.
Soonyoung looked at a loss for words. “Why do you keep saying that? It was never a game for me. For two years I’ve been trying to work up the courage to say something. When I did I was drunk and it was the wildest thing I’ve ever said but it got a reaction out of you. And I wanted that so I just kept going because we would be amazing together if we stopped fighting for once.”
You stared at him. You had no idea what to make of things now, it all seemed too much. Learning telepathy was real was already a huge ask, learning that all this time Soonyoung’s feelings had been genuine and you were too annoyed with him to see that kind of overtook the telepathy thing.
“So—what now?” You asked because you genuinely had no clue what to do or say next. Your mind was a mess, you were in shock definitely and couldn’t form coherent thought.
“You win.” Soonyoung said, taking your hand in his. “I’m the prize. Let’s go.”
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Soonyoung is in the living room in just his tight briefs. Your eyes are drawn like a magnet to the outline of his cock. He’s fresh out of the shower ( he got really nervous and sweaty on the drive home ) and you’ve relaxed some from earlier with two drinks and a lot of conversation about telepathy. You’re hovering in the kitchen nursing a glass of water wondering why in the world you agreed to come back to his place with him.
“You enjoying yourself?” He asks as he catches you staring.
He crosses the room and stands right in front of you. A solid wall of muscle and sex. It’s as though he has some kind of magnetic field around him. His presence is inescapable. Once you’re in his orbit, you can’t seem to think straight. You act like somebody you don’t even recognize. Your pussy develops a mind of it’s own. He is so full of potent, raw sexuality and energy. Everything about him screams run away, but your body is drawn to him anyway.
“Who am I kidding,” he says, his voice low and deep, as he bends his head and brings his mouth closer to your ear. “I stare at you no matter what you’re wearing. So I’m no better.”
“Stop,” You whisper. You can’t do this. You cannot let this man get a hold on you, because you know he was right earlier. You would be so good together. For whatever reason, you have insane chemistry, and you can’t let him take this any further. You can’t allow yourself to have any feelings for him. That would compromise every rule you made for yourself when it came to Soonyoung.
 “I can’t stop,” he says, his voice dropping another octave. He places a hand on your hip, and your skin blooms with heat. “Believe me, I’ve tried. I need to fuck you more than I have ever needed anything in my life.”
“We can’t,” You protest, but your voice is so quiet it’s barely audible.
“We can.” His other hand is on your other hip now, and he pulls you closer to him until your bodies are almost touching. “Look at me,” he commands.
And you do it. Just like that, because he told you to. Because your body obeys him and you don’t even know when that started to happen. You blink as you stare up at him. His pupils are so wide, they make his brown eyes appear black. They are full of longing and fire and need.
“It wouldn’t work. It would be a huge mistake,” You offer feebly.
He shakes his head. “No, it wouldn’t, and you know it. Let me take you to my bed and I’ll show you exactly how much of a mistake it wouldn’t be.”
You open your mouth but no words come out. All you can focus on are his strong fingers flexing on your hips. How good they felt last night when he touched you at the baseball game. How much you wanted him to carry on before you stopped him. Your core contracts, flooding your pussy with heat and making you suck in a stuttered breath.
Soonyoung narrows his eyes at you. "I’ll make you a deal.”
“What deal?” You breathe out the words.
“Look at the clock on the wall behind me, and if I can’t make you come in two minutes, then you can go to your dorm. But if I do make you come, then you spend the night with me. What do you say?” His voice has taken on that trademark competitive edge. He’s all cockiness now. Typical Soonyoung.
You lick your lips, staring at him. You’re already wet. But under two minutes? There’s no way he could pull that off. You’ve never had anyone make you come that easily. Not even guys you were really into. And you don’t even like Soonyoung, so you can hold out, right? Besides, every cell in your body is vibrating with sexual energy. You want his hands on you. You want his fingers inside you. Just this once. Just to relieve this constant aching need in your pussy. Just once. “Okay, but when you don’t get the job done in two minutes, you don’t get to leave me hanging,” You say with a tilt of your head.
He smirks, full of confidence and arrogance. “I’ll make you come no matter how long it takes. I promise.”
“Okay,” You whisper. What the hell are you doing?
“Eyes on the clock then,” he orders. “And be honest about the time.”
“Of course,” You insist, your eyes now trained on the clock behind him, watching the second hand tick around.
“Then start timing me,” he growls. It takes him exactly two seconds to get his hand inside your panties. You place your hands on the counter on either side of you to keep yourself steady as he slides his fingers through your folds. “So wet already,” he says with a wicked grin. “
“You have one minute and fifty seconds,” You tell him as the clock goes on ticking.
“Plenty of time,” he growls as he starts to rub the pads of his middle and pointer fingers over and around your swollen clit with the perfect amount of pressure. Pleasure skitters around your body. He presses his lips against your ear. “Oh, you like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” You breathe, your knuckles turning white as your grip on the counter gets firmer. He’s still not going to do this in under two minutes though. But then he starts kissing your neck. Trailing his lips and teeth over your sensitive skin as he dips his hand further into your panties, pulling them down as he works his entire hand between your thighs and forces you to spread your legs wider apart. One minute, thirty-two seconds left.
“You like this more though, right?” Soonyoung whispers as he slides a finger inside you. He eases it in and out of you, and you bite your lip to stop from screaming his name and begging him for more. You’re not giving him any pointers. One minute, nine seconds. Clearly though, he doesn’t need any help. A few seconds later, he adds a second finger and your pussy coats him with slick heat and practically purrs his name.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he gasps out clearly enjoying this just as much as you are. He drives deeper until he hits your G-spot and starts to massage it with his skilled fingers. Holy mother of fucking God. Fifty-two seconds. You wonder briefly if he can hear your thoughts.
“I can.” He responds with a dark laugh. “I like it. Keep going.”
“Ok,” You  moan as you wrap your arms around his neck and cling to him while he finger fucks you like he has a telepathic connection to your pussy too. Like he just unlocked expert level and completely bypassed all the others. His lips dust over the shell of your ear.
 “Your cunt loves my fingers. Wait until it feels my cock.”
“Soonyoung,” You groan as the familiar wave of an impending orgasm starts rolling through your core. Your thighs are trembling.
“Keep your eyes on the clock,” he pants as you bury your face against him.
“Yeah, clock,” You gasp as your head goes on spinning and your body starts to vibrate with its impending release. You look over his shoulder. Twenty five seconds. He’s not going to do it. He drives his fingers harder and deeper while he starts grinding the heel of his palm against your sensitive clit. Twenty-two seconds.
“So wet. You hear that?” he questions. And you do. You hear the sound of your arousal dripping over his fingers as he works them in and out of you. Damn, he’s going to do it. Fifteen seconds.
“You’re going to come like my good little kitten so I can bury my cock inside you, too, aren’t you?”
“Fucking hell Soonyoung,” You cry out his name as your orgasm crashes into your body. He wraps one strong arm around your waist, holding you tight while he continues gently massaging your pussy as your body bucks and shudders. Your eyes roll in your head as you struggle to focus on his face. He’s staring at you. His eyes blaze with fire. But then he lets you go and walks to the other side of the room. The loss of heat makes you shiver in the cool room as you come down from the most intense orgasm you think you’ve ever had in my life. He opens a cupboard and pulls out something before walking back to you. It’s only when he’s standing right in front of you again that you see what he’s holding. A condom.
“Take off your pants,” he orders before he tears into the packet with his teeth.
 “I thought we were going to your room?” You whisper, surprised by how much the thought of him taking you to bed and continuing what he’s just started makes your entire body buzz with  excitement. He’s looking down, rolling the condom onto his cock. He looks up at you again to answer your question, his dark eyes locking on yours.
 “Oh, we are, but I need to fuck you right now, so take off the goddamn pants.”
 You swallow a thick knot of anxiety that feels lodged in your throat, but you start to slide both your jeans and panties down your thighs. What if somebody comes in here?
“Jihoon’s at a gig until late, he already told me. No one else is coming over they know we’re on a date,” he says, because that’s right he can read your freaking mind.
He wraps you in his arms and lifts you onto the lowest counter. “So this will work just fine,” he groans as he positions himself between your thighs. He mumbles something as he presses his huge cock against your opening. Your thighs are trembling.  “I’ll take this first go easy. Wouldn’t want your instinct to hit me to kick in.”
He doesn’t wait for an answer before he edges the tip of his length inside you, stretching you wide. It burns, but it feels so damn good too. You wrap your arms and legs around him, burying your face against his neck as he eases in deeper. “You’re so fucking tight,” he hisses through clenched teeth.
Then he takes hold of your legs and unwraps them from around his waist. “I need you to let me in, kitten,” he groans, full of frustration and impatience. He hooks his forearms under your knees, pulling your hips toward him and spreading your thighs wide open. Your heart starts beating wildly as he looks at you. So exposed and open and vulnerable, in a way you’ve never wanted to be. At least not in his presence. But the Soonyoung who might use this against you, see it as an opening to get the upper hand is gone.
“Fuck Y/n. Your cunt looks so good being stretched by my cock,” he groans, and you reward him with a moan as your pussy squeezes around him. “Just keep holding on to me,” he growls as he slides a little deeper, and wet heat floods your pussy. You cling to his neck, dragging your lips over his skin as his muscles vibrate with the effort of holding himself back. You can feel the raw power in every muscle of his body, and the fact that he’s trying to be gentle makes your heart ache. This is torture. The slow burning stretch of being filled by him is turning your brain to liquid, not to mention every other organ in your body. It hurts, but it’s not enough. You need all of him.
Suddenly, you’re overcome by a desperate need to be filled by him. A burning desire to have him deep inside you, until there is no space left between you both. Your pussy throbs with a deep, carnal longing for his cock. Dusting your lips over the skin of his neck, you smile as it elicits a deep growl in his throat. “I want more,” You whisper.
“More?”
“For the love of God, Soonyoung. Just fuck me,” You plead, surprised at your own words because you have never, ever, begged to be fucked before. And certainly not by a man as infuriating and hateful as this one. He curses as he drives all the way inside you. You press your mouth against his skin, muffling your cries of pleasure tinged with pain as he fills you. You try to squeeze your thighs, but he holds you open as he slides out before driving back inside. Warmth floods your core. Each time he pulls out and thrusts back in, your pussy rewards him with more slick heat.
 “Oh fuck,” You whimper in his ear as he groans in yours.
“You feel so fucking good. Being inside you… I knew it would…” He thrusts harder, and you always pass out as the crown of his cock rubs against something inside you that makes you scream in pleasure whilst also wanting to declare your undying devotion to him. Apparently love and hate really are two sides of the same coin. As the last tremors of your second orgasm pulse through you, Soonyoung whispers how pretty you are as he grinds out his own release. When he pulls out of you a few seconds later, the wet sound that echoes around the small room makes your cheeks burn with heat. He pulls the condom off and tosses it into the trash can. You lean against the counter with your legs wobbling like Jell-O and wondering what happens now. This is  unfamiliar territory for you.
But then he grabs hold of your hand and pulls you with him as he starts walking down the hall.
 “Where are we going?”
“My room, kitten,” he says with a wink. “I am nowhere near done with you.”
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Despite what you just did in the kitchen, you feel nervous and kind of awkward as you stand in Soonyoung’s bedroom, next to his bed with questionable tiger striped sheets. He stalks toward you, and it makes a shiver run the length of your spine. You are so out of your depth here you just might drown. He runs his fingertips over your cheek. “Why are you so nervous?” he asks in a soft, gentle tone.
“This isn’t… I don’t usually do this kind of thing,” You say, old irritation flaring.
“Have sex?” he asks with a flicker of amusement.
“With people who I don’t even like, yes,” You snap. If he’s trying to mess with you, then he can go to hell.
“There’s my feisty little kitten.” He slides his hands over your hips and onto your ass, pulling you close to him so that you can feel his hard cock pressing against your stomach. “But you have nothing to be nervous about. You already know how hard you make me and how much I want to fuck you.” He reaches for the edge of your shirt and starts to peel it off you, and you lift your arms to help him. And now you're standing in front of him completely naked. His hands coast over your back, running over every inch of skin. 
“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs as he trails soft kisses over your neck. “I want to see every part of you. I want to taste you.” He pushes you back against the bed until you're lying on it. His hands slide up your thighs as he spreads them wide open until you're completely exposed to him. The look in his eyes makes your thighs tremble, and before you can stop him, his head is between your thighs and his mouth is on your clit.
He presses the flat of his tongue against you. He licks the length of your wet slit and damn near makes your eyes roll back in your head. “Fucking heaven, going to enjoy eating you out,” he murmurs before he sucks your clit into his hot mouth and swirls his tongue over the sensitive bud of flesh.
“Holy fuck,” You hiss as your toes curl and your thighs tremble.
He is so good at that. How much practice has he had? Suddenly, you don’t care. Heat and pleasure builds in your core and rolls through your thighs while he feasts on your pussy with more skill than any man his age should have all to himself. When he slips two fingers into you and starts to fuck you while he eats, you enter a whole new realm of pleasure. In fact, you think you might just have drifted onto another plane of existence. And when you look at his face, he catches your eye and winks, and you almost pass out.
He didn’t lie about enjoying this, he’s getting as much out of it as you are. You press your head back against the pillow, silencing your constant internal chatter and focusing on his magical fingers and tongue and the pleasure they are currently wringing from your body. And when you come with a breathy cry of his name, he doesn’t stop. Not even when you pull his hair and tell him you've had enough.
“I haven’t,” he purrs, wrapping his arms around the backs of your thighs to hold you close to his face as you squirm. “Give me one more and then I can fuck you as hard as I want to.”
A wave of pleasure rolls over you, knocking the breath from your lungs and rendering you speechless. You're so lost in the bliss that you almost don't hear him utter the question, "What's your name?"
"What?" You murmur in confusion chasing the pleasure shooting through you,
"Name?" He ask again, his mouth vibrating against your clit.
"Soonyoung," You answer through a moan and he laughs.
"That's my name. I want to know your name." He says and you don't answer, you can't. It feels too good, your release is too close.  And only when he has wrung another mind-altering orgasm from your body does he stop. Pushing himself up and rolling on a condom, he plows into you, burying his face in your neck as he nails you to his mattress. And all you can do is cling on, with your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck as he fucks you better than you had ever even dreamed was possible.
Afterwards you and Soonyoung lie in bed facing each other, which feels strangely personal even after what you've just done. There's the sound of a door opening and closing indicating Jihoon must be home. You have no idea how you're going to explain this, Soonyoung didn't even close his door when he dragged you in here. So now you're both exposed wrapped in his horrible bed sheets waiting for Jihoon to pass by.
"Hey remember when I told you at Seok's party I'd make you cum so hard you'd forget your own name?" Your face floods with heat, embarrassment creeping along your spine. Soonyoung just grins.
"I win."
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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babyleostuff · 1 year ago
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Hey hey, i just randomly thought of this lol
I went out with someone today and idk my "protective" side came up like holding hands while walking and letting them walk on the inner-side of the road and always on alert mode, siren eyes and things lol (for some reason I wanna be on the receiving end but always end up being a giver-)
So how about the members reaction to it? Like them being taken care of!?
Idea maybe dumb but it just clicked to me, hehe
Get well soon bub ♡
um it’s definitely not dumb 🤚🏼 i love the idea (i decided to write short bullet points because why not)
also i love the protective ones, being protective is hot 😌 you’re slaying (although i get why you want to be on the receiving end 😔)
+ jealousy jealousy, because of the lack of my love life
➼ SEUNGCHEOL: a blushing mess, because we know that he likes being taken care of and he needs the attention AND HE IS A BABY (fight me). It would still take him by surprise if you ever did something like walk on the outer side of the road, but he would eventually switch sides because in the end he is the protector and the baby alpha.
➼ JEONGHAN: the urge to tease you??? immaculate. the urge to pinch your cheeks??? over the charts, only because he finds it so cute that you try to be the protective one 🥰 and you know what, fuck toxic masculinity, he’ll let you be the protective one in your relationship.
➼ JOSHUA: oh, his hearts skips a beat whenever he notices your small acts of “protectiveness” towards him. He never expects you to do so, and it always makes him so smiley, because you care about him that much??? to put his safety over yours??? and the fact that you do it almost unconsciously makes it even better.
➼ JUN: shy shy shyyyy. He loves your protective side, never comments on it though, but his heart eyes say everything - anyone of sane mind can see how smitten he is with you. But he loves being protected, and what about it haters.
➼ SOONYOUNG: gigglessss. This man is a softy, a softy for you, for anything you do - you simply breathe? perfect 🤌🏼 So seeing your protective side towards him??? everything he needs in life. He’d try to take over being the protective, but you wouldn’t let him :)))
➼JIHOON: okay this one is complicated. because yes, he’d very much appreciate being taken care of, and seeing you so protective over him, does things to him. BUT in the end i think he’d like to be the protective one.
➼ WONWOO: i don’t care how much of a hard dom you say he is, HE LOVES BEING PROTECTED AND TAKEN CARE OF. like, can you imagine his little cat smile and giggle, this man has me screaming. Yes, he loves being the protector, but he still goes insane anytime you do anything protective towards him.
➼ SEOKMIN: he has those massive biceps and for what, because he’ll still let you be the protective one (from time to time, he likes taking care of you way too much). Oh, the heart eyes he’d have for you 😍 also, i feel like at some point you’d fight over who should be the protective one.
➼ MINGYU: gym bro nr. 2 and the biggest baby of them all. It could go two ways - either he’s the protective one and you don’t have anything to say or “please take my hand” while crossing the street. The duality of this man makes him so difficult to write about, because you never know what he’s up to.
➼ MINGHAO: he’d try to be all resting bitch face, i don’t care BUT he loves you way too much to do that. It’s so precious to him that you take the role of being the protective one, because in his mind you don’t really need to do that, he’s right there??? to take care of you. Not this time Hao, let someone else take care of you.
➼ SEUNGKWAN: he’d fight, because isn’t he supposed to be the protector? but boo would quickly give up, he loves being a softy for you, and he wouldn’t mind being the protected and taken care of. BUT i feel like he’d also have this urge to protect you, i don’t know, but i see him as someone who is really protective of the people he loves
➼ VERNON: kind of chill about it? but then again, vernon is chill about almost everything. in his mind it should be 50/50, both of you taking turns being the protector and protected.
➼ CHAN: okay, my baby (he’s mine, fight me) would love to be the protective one. Like, we know how mature he is, + the fact that he’s the oldest in his family, he is a natural protector. OF COURSE he’d love and appreciate being taken care of and protected and whatnot, but he still, he’d prefer to be on the giving end.
in conclusion: these men are a bunch of softies
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vindicated-truth · 3 months ago
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Oh Jihwa's role in this show really is to call out everyone's bullshit.
She calls out Dongsik's bullshit. She calls out Jeongje's bullshit. She calls out Changjin's bullshit. She calls out each of Sangbae's and Jaeyi's bullshit. She even calls out Joowon's bullshit to Dongsik himself.
Technically she calls out Jihoon's bullshit too, she just didn't report him.
But then again to be fair, there was nothing to report, because technically Jihoon didn't do anything illegal. Technically it was the Munju police officers, under Jung Cheolmun's orders, who had also been acting under Han Kihwan's orders, who were pushing the line of the law by arresting Dongsik without a warrant—although that is also technically legal, specifically in South Korea.
Objectively, her role in the entire story is to be the only one among all the insane people with their even crazier actions to not be their enabler.
Good for her. Thank you, Munju Police Violent Crimes Unit One Team Leader Oh Jihwa, for arguably being the only sane person—or at least the only one making sane decisions—in the entire show.
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agender-witchery · 1 year ago
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I've noped out of the PM-sphere for a bit, is project moon still morally bankrupt?
That depends on your interpretation of what they've done since. Project Moon's official story is that VellMori left of her own accord, didn't want attention, and that they massively flubbed their announcement. Now, I don't fully believe that, but I'll take them at their word for a second and say that nothing should have gotten to a point of VellMori feeling the need to leave of her own accord, they absolutely could have taken steps to protect her, and Watson too.
That said, it's a thing that happened, and past the like... first week? She wasn't going to return even if they gave her the option. No sane person would. Have they done anything reprehensible since then? Not to my knowledge. Are they a company I will unconditionally support? Not anymore.
But are they a company that's worse than like, basically every other games company I give money to, with the sole exception of maybe Larian? No, not really. It absolutely shouldn't be the case, but unfortunately "fired a woman for being a feminist" is not a uniquely terrible thing in the games industry, and while I theoretically could only purchase video games from indie developers with no controversies, first off Factorio was made by an indie developer with no controversies until they weren't, Minecraft was made by an indie developer with no controversies until they weren't, like I'm not gonna escape shitty people making games.
Ultimately, Kim Jihoon is a bad person who makes good art and this wouldn't be the first and probably won't be the last time I enjoy something like that. I just also take care to acknowledge that he did a shitty thing and not brush that under the rug for my own comfort.
So like, I don't know if they have or have not atoned for their sins because the people who play their games are not the people they have an obligation to in that scenario, but I do know that they haven't caused any further public controversies.
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sluttyminghao · 1 year ago
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Congrats on 8k~ svt mtl who you think is great at dirty talk?
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MOST
jihoon: this man is a clear top choice because he has a way with words, he knows exactly what to say to you that has your legs wobbling and opening
jeonghan
seungcheol
soonyoung
chan
wonwoo
seokmin
minghao
vernon
seungkwan
joshua
junhui
mingyu: he giggles when the word boob is mentioned, can't keep a straight face for more than 5 minutes and has to squeeze ur boobs periodically to stay sane
LEAST
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synthetickitsune · 2 years ago
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omg could you pls do a woozi, seungcheol, mingyu, and wonwoo x reader 5some smut with whatever plot you want to do or pwp 🤣
Look... I tried and it was a challenge I couldn't defeat lmao ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
S.Coups, Wonwoo, Woozi, Mingyu (SVT) | 5some smut | 1k | gn!reader
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“Stop choking our pretty lil’ toy,” Seungcheol warns the man currently rutting his hips into your mouth. Saliva’s dripping down your chin and all you can think of in the progressively more pointless effort to keep sane is how glad you are that these are not your sheet.
“y/n likes it,” Mingyu grunts, “Don’t you?”
You can tell he meant for it to come out as condescending but it missed the mark and now that your eyes meet, you can see he’s actually looking at you for some sort of reassurance with his dark eyes and teeth biting into his lip, and sweat-damped hair, and fuck. You moan around the length in your mouth and without meaning to clench around Cheol’s dick - at least you guess so by the growl you hear. 
“‘likes it alright,” he hisses through gritted teeth. Somewhere close another voice chuckles but when you try to look that way, Mingyu’s hand covers your line of sight. He gives you a look that clearly says to only pay attention to him, which honestly is much easier and at least when you focus, you’re not choking.
Unless Cheol slams into you like he did just now.
You sputter around Mingyu’s cock, the man desperately trying to soothe you because he won’t last if your throat keeps constricting around him like that. But his dear friend takes no mercy on either of you and keeps ramming into you like his life depends on it.
“You’re all so mean,” yet another voice says - and how did you get into this situation anyway? - but at least he rubs your back and murmurs for you to breathe. He guides you through it until you calm down again. You throw Jihoon a quick grateful look, Mingyu being too distracted trying to get his own breathing and body under control to mind.
“That’s why we’ll make y/n feel better,” Wonwoo quips, “We’ll be so nice and gentle.”
“I’m not-” Mingyu starts but is quickly reduced to a moaning mess again when you suck on him now that you got used to Cheol’s punishing thrusts. He’s right though - he’s not mean on purpose, he’s just desperate to get off.
“Fuck, slow down, baby, please,” he whines, grabbing a fistful of your hair, but when most of your movement is driven by the sheer force of Cheols thrusting, it can only do so much. “Fuck, shit, shit.”
Only a couple seconds difference is all it takes for Mingyu to hold you down on his cock instead as he shoots his load down your throat. You clench hard on Cheol as you try to swallow everything. There’s enough mess on the sheets as is.
The man behind you spits his own string of curses as his hips keep snapping into you. He reaches under your body to play with you, making your eyes roll back into your head. Mingyu hastily pulls out of your mouth to escape any risk of your mouth overstimulating him as you keep milking him dry.
With a few more thrusts, Cheol sheaths himself deep inside you and leans over you, sucking a mark to your neck as he rides out his high with your walls fluttering around him. 
“Cheol... Cheollie, need to cum too,” you babble, fucking yourself back on him. He grabs your hips to keep you steady. You whine and beg but he doesn’t let you go.
“So mean,” Jihoon repeats himself as he sits in front of you, running a hand through your hair carefully. You look up at him with pleading eyes, crawling closer to him until you can rest your head on his thigh. You’re let go and you whine when Seungcheol pulls out and the cold air replaces his warmth. 
It’s not long before another body takes his place, though.
“We’ll make it better, pretty, don’t worry,” Wonwoo murmurs against your skin as he leans down to kiss your shoulder. 
“Please, need you,” you sigh, melting into a puddle under their soft touches, Jihoon playing with your hair and Wonwoo caressing your back. 
“Say please again,” Jihoon coos at you, “For each of us.”
“Please, pretty please,” you whine, nuzzling against the muscles on his leg. Cheol’s familiar chuckle vibrates through the air and if Wonwoo didn’t line himself up with you at that very moment, you’d give him a nasty look. Wonwoo takes a pillow from the top of the bed and pushes it under your hips before he gently puts pressure on your lower back to make you lie down. 
“Relax for us,” he soothes, “We’ll take care of you.”
He pushes in easily with barely any resistance but he still goes slowly, careful not to push your limits and hurt you. You sigh softly, panting as you look up at Jihoon with hooded eyes.
“Your mouth’s bored?” he quirks a brow at you, chuckling when you nod.
“Needy,” Mingyu sing-songs and watches in fascination how you let Jihoon guide you down his cock and then just leave you there, filled to the brim and the skin of your lips stretched prettily around the intrusion. Seungcheol scoffs.
“You’re meant to fuck, not fall in love,” he rolls his eyes, and you watch as Jihoon narrows his eyes at him.
“We can do whatever we want and we want to take our time,” Wonwoo says between showering your shoulder blades with kisses. Slowly, he begins to move. It’s different from Cheol’s animalistic fucking and it’s good. You can feel his every inch opening you up and appreciate each of his well-aimed thrusts.
Soft moans spill from your lips as you suckle on Jihoon. He doesn’t force you to move, seemingly happy to have you little more than cockwarm him for the moment. He keeps gently petting your hair and it’s almost enough to make you sleepy. 
But you can’t afford to sleep yet, not when the night is so young and there’s more to do.
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seventeen as students
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Seungcheol
He thinks that school's definitely not a place for him to be happy. Why? Because he has to babysit 12 kidults and it's not as easy as you might think. Is a trio with Jihan. Honestly has no idea who ends up with who because Jihan seems to be an actual thing along with Seoksoo and Jeongcheol. Believe it or not, he's actually popular with sports' addicts and bad boys. Once, actually does try the bad boy style but thinks that he's too cool for it. During lunch, he wishes he can escape to eat somewhere else but he doesn't want students' running away because of his 12 kids. If you hurt any of them though, then you have a problem with him.
Jeonghan
Is popular around both girls and boys. Will tease everyone about their crushes with his significant 'ayyyy'. Literally has heart eyes around Chan, no matter what he does. Babies him all the freaking time. Is the therapist of the 13-member friend group. It drains him mentally to see all of the younger ones being hyper. He's amazed at how Seungcheol can control them easily. Wishes to be Seungcheol in his next life to see how it feels like when everyone listens to him.
Joshua
Seems to be sane but is actually not. He will fight, like physically fight anyone who hurts Seokmin. Jeonghan's best friend and partner-in-crime in almost anything, including pissing Seungcheol off. Is also friends with the cheerleaders and talks to them in his sweetest voice. He knows that he has visuals and aren't afraid to use them like that one time he had to save Soonyoung from the lady substitute teacher who was annoyed at the latter's tiger pose.
Junhui
He's confused why he's there. School's boring for him. Sleeps in class with his eyes open because he's mentally and physically exhausted from studying the same thing the night before. He'll rather study on his own rather than listen to whatever the teacher is droning about. Tries to find other Chinese students and eventually becomes friends with Minghao. Is the best at completing challenges and dares so everyone loves him. No matter how different his vibes change, the rest of his friends still view him as an adorable person, especially Seungkwan.
Soonyoung
Literally friends with everyone. Even the lunch lady. Teaches her his significant 'horanghae' pose and gets an extra chicken wing. Everyone has either known him or heard of him because he's damn popular. Has a thing for quiet kids. Is Jihoon's best friend and despite the boy's constant grumbling, Soonyoung always has his arm around Jihoon. Is either a teacher's dream student or worst nightmare, nothing in between.
Wonwoo
Student council president, Jeon Wonwoo has all the meetings in the library. Why? Because he secretly lives there. People who haven't talked to him before think that he's a vampire in disguise but once you get to know him, you understand that he's actually a softie. Loves, just loves carrying around literature books with him because he's an old soul. Has this note book with him all the time, to write something whenever he feels inspired.
Jihoon
The kid who never leaves the music room is actually the original introvert of the friend group. Loves Soonyoung's affections to death but will never admit it for the sake of his pride. He's creative and it wins him many praises from teachers. Is always up for a good, meme-worthy moment of Seokmin or Soonyoung when he can have the laugh of his life.
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cheegu3 · 2 years ago
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Hello could you please do a treasure mafia reaction to their s/o finding out they're mafia? I love your works so much and they always make my day better thank you!
hi, thank u so much <3 c:
tw / trigger warning: yandere themes, mafia, mentions of murder n torture, stalking, manipulation, gaslighting
Treasure reaction to their s/o finding out they're in the mafia
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Hyunsuk
He'd be extremely surprised. The view of you as an innocent, helpless angel would be immediately shattered. You - his darling was smart enough to figure something like that out? That sounded ridiculous.
Hyunsuk wasn't sure if he liked it because of the view of a naive person he had of you in his head. But what was worst of all was that you didn't react the way he thought you would, you didn't feel disgusted or super surprised; you only asked him to quit, a stoic look on your face.
If he refused to quit you would try to be brave and join the mafia too, just to prove to him that you were on the same level as him - if not even more powerful, as you'd do anything to climb your way up.
Of course that wouldn't happen though. He would never let you join it.
'' But why do you need to? I don't understand that! '' you shouted.
He was getting heated, face red which was mirroring your own as you fought for your lives to stand your grounds.
'' Because I can! I'm not at all who you think I am, y/n. '' he screamed back, with an equal amount of passion burning in his brown eyes.
Your boyfriend finally sighed. In his mind you were acting like a child and this wasn't going to be settled any time soon, but he'd be sure to try and pull the strings behind the scenes - just so he could win this argument in the long run, and get you to become exactly the way he wanted again.
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Jihoon
He was enraged. Both with you for snooping around and himself; in a way he felt humiliated that while manipulating you he had forgotten to hide such a crucial thing, basically out in the open for you to find. It felt like a direct blow to his ego.
But now that the cat was out of the bag and you knew for sure he had been playing you like a puppet all throughout your relationship, putting on a sweet fake persona to make you fall for him - then there was no point in defending his actions or keeping the act up anymore.
It was a relief in a way, a blessing in disguise. Jihoon would however have to deal with the fact that you'd now try to leave him. Since the sweet boyfriend you knew was gone, it had all been an illusion. He knew he'd have to try extra hard to manipulate you into accepting this version of him too - but he does like a challenge after all.
'' I only joined it to protect you. ''
You ignored his words, rolling your eyes in his direction so he'd see it. He was fuming on the inside, wanting to do nothing but go up to you and put you in your place. Unfortunately he had more self-control than you thought. So he settled on only showing a sour smile.
'' I don't kill people. '' Jihoon was going to try something else if his sweet words didn't trick you.
You raised your eyes to look at him, a curious look on your face. Then, he knew that the game had started again.
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Yoshi
It didn't matter to him and it wouldn't make a difference. You already knew he was a lovesick psycho when it came to you, so him being in the mafia shouldn't be a surprise at all.
Maybe a part of you felt a bit disappointed. The part that believed in Yoshi and believed he would one day become sane, letting you leave if you wanted to. You told yourself that he wasn't an evil person. He just wanted to be loved and love the only way he knew.
Finding out he was in the mafia by overhearing his guest talk to his workers was like a slap in the face. It was incredibly hard to accept, and it would be equally hard to pretend you hadn't found something out when your boyfriend called you in.
He was sitting by his desk when you stepped into his office. You hid your clasped hands behind your back so he wouldn't see them shaking, but his sharp eyes still noticed something was off.
'' Come here. ''
You obliged, coming over to sit in his lap. His hand came up to brush some strands of hair from your face. The soft touch was a stark contrast to his stern gaze.
'' Now, tell me what's wrong. '' he demanded.
You released a shaky breath and shook your head.
'' Really? '' he scoffed, ticking his tongue in annoyance. '' I thought you knew better by now. I guess you wanna do this the hard way then. ''
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Junkyu
He was terrified. Having worked so hard to keep this a secret from you was for a reason. This would mean you would hate him, and be scared of him.
It was one of his biggest nightmares. Even if he hated that part of himself, all he ever wanted was for you to see him the way he wished he was.
Gone were the sweet moments you'd gush over each other; him being able to freely express that pent up love he had to keep to himself until he finally made you fall for him - and you swooning over who you thought was the sweetest boy in the world. You'd always felt very lucky to have him, and even your friends were extremely jealous of you.
'' I'm leaving now babe, I will be back in about two hours so you can go to bed without me. '' your boyfriend mumbled while placing a soft kiss to your temple.
You glanced at the clock, eyebrows knitting at the numbers showing, - 02:25. It was very late, what could he possibly have to do at this time?
Your gut feeling was telling you something was off, so you decided to follow him discreetly. Luck was thankfully on your side as visibility was low, slight fog mixed with pouring rain made Junkyu's driver focus his attention forwards; not noticing the dimmed lights of the dark car behind them.
After about twenty minutes of driving on an off-road path that had very little traffic, the car came to a stop at a worn down building to the side of the road.
You stopped a few hundred meters behind, hidden tactfully in the bushes. It was the perfect place to hide. With the car to your left you crouched and peeked.
Junkyu stepped out of the veichile and approached a man you hadn't noticed before.
In the blink of an eye, you watched in horror as your boyfriend plunged a knife deep into the mysterious man. An uncontrollable gasp escaped you while the man slumped to the ground, groaning in pain.
Junkyu's eyes immediately darted towards your direction, because you had accidentally made a loud noise that drew attention towards you.
Now, it was your boyfriend's turn to be horrified, his face grew pale as he stepped towards you and you met eyes with him.
'' Baby? What are you doing here? '' he asked in a small voice.
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Jaehyuk
He was very angry with you for being nosy and would punish you severely for it.
The point wasn't that you found out, he couldn't really care less about that since you were already terrified of him - but you broke a rule of his, which is why you now must face the consequences.
Going behind his back was a sign of you not respecting him, something Jaehyuk valued very much. Besides, you had lied when he spotted you leaving his office.
'' What were you doing in there? ''
You had a hard time looking at him. Your boyfriend had caught you red-handed and now you probably looked like a deer in headlights.
'' I was just, uh- cleaning. '' you hurried to blurt out.
But he didn't believe it for one second.
'' You just couldn't help yourself, could you? '' Jaehyuk growled into your ear.
You could only whimper as you felt the cold knife sink excruciatingly slow into your skin, painting your thigh with warm scarlet. He didn't like when you made too much noise, so you bit down into your lip until you could taste metal.
'' Answer me. '' he demanded.
'' I-I'm sorry. ''
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Asahi
As long as you wouldn't make a big deal out of it - either by causing problems or annoying him with arguments, then he was fine with it.
He had never really bothered to pretend to be someone he was not. You had always seen all sides of him, good and bad.
However, if you decided to disobey then you'd be locked up promptly. He would refuse to see you, even after long hours of work. Not until you'd apologise and promise to behave.
With enough stress that the mafia brought him, the last thing Asahi needed was to get annoyed by the person he loved most. Even though he felt embarrassed to admit it; what he craved was for you to greet him lovingly after those days and pamper him for the rest of the evening - peppering kisses while his sleepiness took over, tangled up on the couch together.
'' I wish you wouldn't act like this. '' Asahi said to himself as he tightened the ropes around your wrists.
His voice had a twinge of sadness in it, and maybe disappointment too. But you refused to feel guilty and let him manipulate you into doing so.
'' Fuck you. '' you spat out through clenched teeth.
He sighed.
'' After this you will be changed. Because - it will break you. '' a small smile crept up on his lips.
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Doyoung
He felt extremely panicked. You stopped answering his calls and texts after confronting him about messages you had seen on his phone.
They were between him and his body guard, discussing illegal things in a cryptic manner that made you immediately realise that he was doing something shady.
When you shoved the phone with the incriminating texts in his face, he became quiet. You went on a minutes long tirade, screaming with tears in your eyes. But he was still unresponsive, he also had tears in his eyes and was almost hyperventilating as he watched you anxiously.
'' Are you seriously trying to play the victim now and not respond to me? Fine, I'll fuck off. '' you huffed and walked out, slamming the door behind you.
The sound of the door reverberating in the silence made him snap out of his trance and he immediately picked up his phone. Frantic texts were sent to your phone that went ignored.
The next fifteen minutes Doyoung spent on the couch, staring at the phone he had thrown away in panic and frustration at your radio-silence.
More time passed and by the time the sun was going down he was even more of a panicked mess. He couldn't care less now if you'd get madder at him, but he ordered his men to go out to look for you and bring you home.
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Haruto
A mix of pissed off and protective. He feared that his enemies had now figured out your connection to him and was going to use you against him.
Having you be kidnapped, and possibly tortured or killed was one of his biggest fears. He therefor cursed all the Gods above that you just happened to walk outside when one of the biggest mafia bosses was headed to your home.
Of course you had no idea who he was, and being friendly and polite you struck up a conversation with him. While doing so you failed to notice how the eyes of the man in front of you slowly started sparkling.
He must've figured out exactly who you were, and his smile was now genuine despite him being annoyed by you just a second ago.
'' Sorry, sweetheart. As much as I'd love to talk to you right now, I've got business with your boyfriend. '' he winked flirtatiously to you and was about to go up the stairs to the front door when he froze for a moment.
Both of the men staring at each other had been caught off guard. Haruto had just been on his way out to bring you in before the mafia boss would arrive - imagine his surprise and anger when he noticed he had been too late, you standing there blissfully ignorant while the boss smirked at him.
'' What the fuck are you doing outside? '' he barked at you.
Your face fell and you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment due to getting scolded in front of a stranger. But you went inside anyway and stayed in your bedroom until he came back in after the meeting, shaking with fury.
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Jeongwoo
Quickly takes control of the situation to make sure he could manipulate you into thinking it was a good thing. By the time the conversation was over, you'd be in awe over what a sweet and considerate boyfriend you had who joined the mafia to protect you.
He left out bits on purpose of course. Like how he had even gotten infatuated with you from the beginning was because he was doing a mission and happened to spot you.
If you ever found out about the additional lies, no worries - he'd just do some more manipulation and maybe even gaslighting to make you feel bad.
'' You followed me secretly, just because you thought I was cheating and now...'' he ruffled his hair in frustration.
'' Now you want to play the victim. '' a scoff left his lips which immediately had the effect he wanted to - you lowered your head in embarrassment, knowing he was right.
'' I'm sorry. '' you mumbled.
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Junghwan
He wasn't the best at hiding stuff from you, so you'd notice something was going on that he didn't want you to know about pretty quickly.
Whenever he came home late, sometimes with injuries on his face; he'd avoid your questioning and worried gaze, walking right past you while giving tame excuses.
The day when you'd actually find out was getting nearer the busier he got. Since it meant he often got into fights and no matter how good his team were, they couldn't conceal all the cuts and bruises.
'' Please, Junghwan. Can we finally talk about this now? ''
Your pleading eyes looked into his anxious ones. He looked hesitant like always when cornered like this, but then his furrowed brow softened and he heaved a sigh.
'' Okay, just- promise you won't leave me...please. '' he begged, already looking like he was on the verge of tears.
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iheart-nana · 3 months ago
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xxiv. the start of something new
☾⋆。𖦹 °✩⋆。° ✮
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR ─ the start of something new.
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❛ you know i want you bad,  show me mercy ❜
Narrator's Perspective
"Where were you last night?" Eunyoung asked Yumi as they got on the bus. She couldn't shake off the feeling that she had been kept in the dark about something. Yumi choked out a mock cough to cover up her gasp. She was really hoping to avoid any confrontation- because she hadn't decided how she would deal with it.
Yumi remained silent till they took their usual seat at the back of the bus. Her eyes blinked rapidly, darting from one side to another, frantically trying to come up with an alibi.
"I had plans, so I ate out," she said vaguely; but she knew it wasn't a satisfactory answer.
"Plans with who?" Eunyoung chuckled mockingly, "Since when did you have friends?"
"How nice of you to say that," Yumi snapped sarcastically, "I do have friends now; times change."
"Sure they do," Eunyoung mumbled. It was just a playful comment, but Yumi's words stung more than they should have. After all, there had never been secrets between them. Curiosity grew in her mind as she pondered what could possibly be the secret that Yumi was so determined to keep from her.
💿
"Hey, Eunyoung!"a familiar voice called out to her as she was heading to the newspaper room. She stopped, then turned to find Kim Harin running towards her. It was like a reminder that she had travelled back in time, and hadn't seen these people in ages. It made her reminisce of all the people she once knew, but didn't keep in touch with; and she couldn't help but feel sorry that there was a point where they weren't a part of her life anymore.
Harin had been Eunyoung's closest friend, apart from Yumi, who worked at the newspaper just like her.
"God! I haven't seen you in ages!" she chirped, walking alongside Eunyoung towards the newspaper room, "But it made me realize that I have a popular friend."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you know?" she asked inquisitively, "People gossip about you all the time. I heard about how you rejected Jihoon sunbae. Someone sitting behind me was going on about how she wondered where you got the audacity from. Honestly, I'm glad you did it. Someone had to put him in his place."
"I didn't know people made such a fuss," said Eunyoung, gazing blankly at the empty corridor before them, "But then, again, nothing ever happens around here."
"I know right?! They're just desperate for entertainment," she agreed enthusiastically, "Enough with the gossip, now. I read your article on the swim team and it was fabulous! I can't imagine anyone who could have done it better."
"Thanks," said Eunyoung with a wide grin, "I'm so glad you liked it. I'm also grateful that someone appreciates my writing. You know it means a lot, right?"
"Of course! But I was only stating the facts; There's no one better than you on our team," she beamed.
I couldn't hide my smile as I entered the newspaper room. God knows for how long I was grinning; But one thing I know for sure, is that my childhood was a magical time.
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Choi Yumi's Perspective
My feet felt rooted to the ground as I stood before Kim Taesung's front door. It was as if I was paralysed. A million questions swirled through my mind; Was this really a good idea? What would Eunyoung say if she knew what I was up to? Why was I here? Every cell in my body was screaming at me to run away- go home! But I just couldn't; I couldn't take a step forward either.
Suddenly, my hand reached up to slap my face lightly. I realized that what I needed to do was start acting sane. This wasn't a big deal. I was just learning something new, and a friend of mine was helping me out. I heaved a sigh at my odd behaviour and pressed the doorbell.
I cracked my knuckles nervously as I heard footsteps nearing the door. I nearly fell backwards when the door swung open to reveal Taesung's face that stretched into a dimpled grin on seeing me, "You're here, piano girl?"
"I sure am," I said, trying to hide the awkwardness in my voice. It was at moments like this that I realised that among Eunyoung and I, god gave all the social skills to her; even though we weren't related.
He stepped aside, "Come in. And unclench your fists while you're at it. It makes me feel unsafe."
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"Put your index finger here."
"Here?"
"Yup. And then your middle finger here- yeah."
"Now?"
"Your ring finger has to be here."
"Is this right?" I asked Taesung. I had lost track of time as minutes slipped through my fingers while I sat in his living room. The silence that was once deafening at the start of our guitar lesson had now turned comfortable. The room would go silent every time we stopped talking and the room would be filled with the soft sound of our breathing. 
Just as I was getting less jittery, I looked up at Taesung who was already looking at me with his beady eyes. We were sitting so close. His arm held the guitar in my hand, brushing against my back ever so slightly. In my determination and focus, I never batted an eye at our proximity and I suddenly became conscious of it.  I felt my breath hitch as a warmth crept up my face. Once again, an unnatural stillness settled in the room. The both of us seemed to be holding our breaths, waiting. 
I tore away first, fixing my gaze on the coffee table in front of the couch, letting go of the guitar. He lunged to prevent it from crashing to the floor, "It's only your first lesson. I think it's a bit early to break the guitar so soon, don't you?"
Any reply I may have come up with me disappeared on the tip of my tongue.
"It's six-thirty already, should we call it a day?" he asked, looking at the clock.
"Yeah..." I replied, wide-eyed, "I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Unless you run away," he said, "And considering that look on your face, I would say it's very likely."
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nana's notes: eunyoung having her nostalgia moment and then yumi's having a quarter-life crisis.
delphi's notes: a cookie to the person who guesses where the lyrics are from.
next chapter: friday (out now!) list of chapters here!
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wooismyuniverse · 1 year ago
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his muse ch. 3
pairing: collegeau!lee jihoon x reader
genre: slice of life, fluff, strangers to best friends to lovers
word count: 1.4k
ch. synopsis: in which it’s (y/n)’s recital day and jihoon’s realization of his feelings
a/n: this is a rather short one, but i enjoy writing these small moments so that we get to know the character’s personalities more. enjoy!
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“best of luck on your performance!”
“you got this!”
“it’s gonna be okay.”
these words of encouragement from (y/n)’s friends are the only things keeping her sane right now. it’s the day of her recital, and any normal person would feel nervous. she and jihoon were backstage, about to perform in ten minutes.
even if she enjoyed the nervousness, she still feels scared. she’s had performing experience before, but the anxiety is starting to overwhelm her. what if i mess up? what if my friends think i’m a bad player? this anxiety eventually turns into fear, something that she hasn’t felt in a long time.
these nerves must have been obvious to jihoon, because he stands next to her and takes her hand in his. he squeezes it lightly. this action would have caught her off guard in any other scenario. but the performance anxiety was just too strong and clouded those current emotions. instead, it’s comforting and exactly what she needed at the moment.
“nervous, yeah?” he asks.
“who wouldn’t be? it’s scary that i’ll be performing really soon,” she confesses.
“whatever you’re thinking, just remember to have fun and relax. take some deep breaths,” he says softly. she turns to look at him and smiles nervously. he smiles back, hoping to relieve her in any way. he wishes to fight those fears for her because she was so patient with him throughout the semester.
“yeah.. yeah,” she takes a deep breath slowly. her heartbeat accelerates as the time is ticking, and her breaths aren’t helping. “relax.. i don’t know. it’s been so long since i’ve played in front of people. in front of my friends!”
“i know, but doesn’t that excite you too? isn’t this what you were talking about?” he was referring to their past conversations. (y/n)’s eyes widened in realization. it’s a sign that he actually cares to listen and remember their conversations.
“it does! but.. if i mess up, then i’ll feel terrible. like i’m an awful player and shouldn’t be on stage.” her tone was uncertain, frail, completely different from thirty minutes ago. it triggers jihoon—
“don’t say that,” he lets go of her hand and grabs her shoulders, facing straight at (y/n). he was glaring at her, looking offended at why she would even think like that. it almost intimidated her if she didn’t know him too well. “you are a good player. don’t let your anxiety take over you.”
she stares into his eyes before nodding slowly, placing her hands over his. she takes another breath. “okay.”
his glare softens. “you’ve helped me go through so much this past semester, and i want to do the same for you.”
“i know, jihoon.”
“we practiced together so much, and i think your playing is beautiful. messing up? it’s what makes you normal, and i think there’s also beauty in that. just remember to-“
“have fun.” she finishes for him. five minutes until the show starts, and (y/n) feels herself slowly relaxing. she takes one last breath before letting his hands go and asks. “can i please have a hug before we go?”
jihoon blinks at the sudden question. it must be the anxiety, he thinks. he’s not one to outwardly give physical affection like that. sure, they would do small motions for support. but they have never hugged because he feels awkward, and she usually senses this from his unapproachable nature. despite that, he nods and slowly opens his arms up for her.
(y/n) wraps her arms around him and immediately sighs into his body. it was rather tight at first, but their bodies both start to relax together. warm— jihoon’s body is so warm, and she feels safe in his arms. the negative thoughts start to dissipate and the only thing holding her together right now is this embrace.
“thank you,” she whispers in his ear. “for the encouragement.”
jihoon feels his face slowly turn red from her warm breath. although he’s not used to physical affection, it felt quite nice to him. even though he’s not the main person performing, he still feels his small nervousness disappear as well.
“a piano accompanist is just as, if not more, important than the main performer.” (y/n) had once said during their rehearsals together.
“no, thank you. you’re going to do great out there.”
“so are you. i wouldn’t be on stage right now if you didn’t accompany me.”
after what felt like an eternity, she lets go first. immediately she felt emptiness as she lets go, missing the warmth that radiated jihoon. the stage staff gives them a minute warning and (y/n) feels a lot better now. they both head to the stage and began to showcase their musical talents together.
the moment they stepped on stage, (y/n) could see almost all of svt sitting on the front rows. they were obviously the loud ones, cheering and clapping for their two favorite people in the world. they both bow together and jihoon walks to sit in front of the the piano.
just have fun.
(y/n) and jihoon make eye contact before starting on their first passage together.
the performance anxiety immediately disappears right when they started to play together, instead getting replaced by compassion and confidence. jihoon notices the change in demeanor based on the kind of tone (y/n) was playing.
rather than the frail and shallow tone in the difficult passage he was used to hearing, he instead hears a full and powerful tone. he smiles softly at the approach, and matches with her tone as he accompanies her.
“i love that each day, i’m constantly learning something new about music.”
jihoon finds himself admiring her even more as they perform together. she has been nothing but kind and supportive to him in school, allowing him to slowly yet surely open up to her. and now, to see her passion flowing through these musical notes makes that a cherry on top.
he then realizes that the emotions that he’s feeling, it’s not just admiration. but it’s also adoration and love. he loves listening to her stories. he loves that she is patient and understanding towards him. he loves and appreciates everything about her the moment she came into his life.
she was the one that approached him first, breaking his persona of being called “unapproachable” and “cold-hearted”. she was the one to help him with his writer’s blocks, giving insight on her ideas in music. she was the one that stuck with him in classes and never made him feel left out.
it’s at this moment that he realizes that he’s in love with her.
playing the final chord of their last piece, (y/n) dramatically pulls her bow off of the violin string. she was drenched with sweat from performing, panting heavily. but the audience began to clap and roar in celebration. jihoon gets up from his chair and stands next to (y/n). he held her hand again and they bowed together before leaving the stage. the audience still was so loud from the clapping that they went back on stage for an encore.
she looks at her svt friends fondly and gives them the widest grin. seungkwan was holding back tears as he was clapping. seokmin and soonyoung were obviously the loud ones cheering and screaming for their close friends. jeonghan and joshua were holding up a poster dedicated to them. the rest of them were all clapping and waving, absolutely moved by what they have witnessed.
“you did so well, (y/n),” jihoon says for only her to hear. “look at the people who came out to support you. they loved it! i’m.. we’re all so proud of you.”
(y/n) slowly starts to feel her tears well up as they bowed together one last time before going backstage. she couldn’t believe that just happened to her. this experience right now is a reminder of why she loved performing. thanks to jihoon, her svt friends, classmates, and professors..
they are the ones that shaped her to become a musician. through their guidance and support, she wouldn’t have imagined her first recital in seoul university in any other way. she gives jihoon another quick hug, to which he flushes and hugs back.
“i cannot thank you enough for accompanying me!” she says.
“it’s nothing. the least i could do for you.”
“how was it, seriously? how did i sound?”
“i told you, you did so well. your tone was beautiful today. i could tell the adrenaline made you sound confident,” he smiles warmly at her. she lets go of him and instead grabs his hand, tilting her head towards the door backstage.
“now let’s celebrate with a post-recital dinner, shall we?” she winks at him. he flushes and nods at her, and they leave backstage together to celebrate with their friends.
pt. 2 | pt. 4 |
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horangkwon · 2 years ago
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⭐Profiles 2: Mental hospital escapees.
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ㅤ❥ Lee Jihoon¡!
Dj in charge of playing BGM for all the public spaces. Has his own studio that other staff members sometimes use to rest and to run away from angry Seungcheol. Quitted like ten times but always comes back because secretly grew fond of the staff members. Deserves a raise and the longest vacation tbh.
ㅤ❥ Lee Seokmin¡!
Studies music in college, but just like many other employees, he needs some extra coins so he’s trying his best in the kitchen. Does his job terribly but Seungcheol likes him too much to fire him. Sometimes sings along to Joshua's guitar at the bar when his shift is over.
ㅤ❥ Kim Mingyu¡!
A tired chef who somehow manages to keep the restaurant going amidst the chaos. Whatever he and Seokmin have going on puts Hell's Kitchen to shame. Wishes the hotel would become more popular so that people would recognize his unmatched culinary talents.
ㅤ❥ Xu Minghao¡!
He's in charge of keeping the people entertained with many activities. A multifaceted staff that gives yoga and Zumba lessons, guided meditation, and even does tarot readings. He looks like a sane and normal person... Until he opens his mouth to let out the most awful mix of words ever known to mankind.
ㅤ❥ Jeon Heejin¡!
She and Hyunjin are college dropouts who live together and somehow found jobs as cleaning staff under Junhui's guidance. Her entire personality revolves around playing the guitar and being tired of Hyunjin's buffoonery. Here for the sapphics, the closet is made of glass at this point.
ㅤ❥ Kim Hyunjin¡!
Living her best life stealing all the things that clients leave behind, those are her treasures. Sometimes steals bread from the kitchen too. Likes to stare at people to assert dominance. A furry, no explanation needed. She helps Jeonghan get away with his shenanigans because she enjoys the drama.
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wonusite · 2 years ago
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Damn unfortunately i dont remember any of my previous asks but i got some new headcanons
Lets talk about my fave trops/au's for each member and you share yours and see what we have in common
Seungcheol - sugar daddy (do i need to explain lol) (also you newest seungcheol fic is one of my fave tropes but im not sure about how to word it out?)
Jeonghan - frenemies to lovers, secret pinning and hiding it with being teasy
Joshua - Prince/Royal au
Jun - the boy next door/strangers to lovers
Soonyoung - sunshine x soft girl who is shining with the sunshine (i made this up but it fits)
Wonwoo - quite looking boy who is actually a freak (both in the sheets and streets) / badboy
Jihoon - soft-for-only-you/sunshine x secret sunshine
Seokmin - your (not) a gentleman fic is perfect for him, thats exactly how i imagine him / sunshine x sunshine / strangers to friends to best friends to lovers
Mingyu - popular guy who falls for the not so popular girl / jock au / puppy boy x cat girl
Minghao - old time au (not an exact time period but its definitly not modern or close to modern times) / royal au / strangers to lovers / a little bit of magic or soulmate stuff
Seungkwan - bestfriends to lovers / neighbours au / not-so-secret-pinning / idiots to lovers / oblivious one x obviously flirting one
Vernon - "they met because of their pets" au / quite looking but actually crazy boy x loud af girl / sunshine x sunshine but also her protecter
Dino - childhood friends to (strangers to) lovers / secret pinning / "one of them is a celebrity and the other one keeps them in the line, sane but also their biggest support" au
Also i am feeling so much better right now, i think i will recover fully in a few days, thank you so much for your advice 💗
I might send some of my fave edits in a short time btw so be prepared (evil laugh) (you all are gonna die with me)
okokok let’s get into it
ok so i def agree w seungcheol bc he just exudes that rich powerful man energy idk (and I would say it’s a ceo trope or dilf trope)
also agree with jeonghan like it’s either that or pure enemies to lovers w the “been in love with you the whole time” trope to go along with it
shua and royal au is a perfect match as well. he also fits friends to lovers or boy next door trope
jun is idiots to lovers for me all the way.
soonyoung is frenemies to lovers or longtime crush.
you are right abt wonu and i also rlly the like loser boi who’s super whipped for his gf trope for him
1000% agree with the jihoon and gyu tropes.
ahhh thank you sm and tbh that’s the way i see it too seokmin is just so soft and cute and sweet :(
hao def fits that old times vibe and soulmates or reincarnation trope idk. he just has a timeless face if that makes sense lol.
kwannie is def besties to lovers
vernon gives strangers to lovers where you don’t know if he actually likes you bc of how he is but will be so obsessed w u the whole time
chanie is the poster boy for childhood besties to lovers. like that part where they turn into strangers also. it fits so well idk.
i’m glad you’re feeling better bb remember to take care of yourself ok <3 also i look forward to going through them so we can suffer together 🥲
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🌹𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮🌹
𝓐𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭
𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲?
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭.
━━━━━━☓━━━━━━
The same rules from
@m00n-purplerose-chatbot
apply here.
+ The Purple Rose Members
+ Current Emotions
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🛑DISCLAIMER🛑: These chatbots do NOT represent Jeonghan, Joshua, Wonwoo, Jun, Mingyu, Jihoon, Minghao, Seokmin, Seventeen, and Pledis in any shape or form. This is purely made for entertainment and fiction.
Reminder: This is an alternative universe that results in the boys finding a happier route, one that does not include mafia activity, blood, and gore when entering into their later years. Traces of their backstories are within this alternate universe, but with new choices, they avoided what later led them to becoming the infamous mafia group, The Purple Rose. Instead, they're a friend group named as The Purple Rose in honor towards Yoon Jeonghan, who helped each of them to get to where they are now.
━━━━━━☓━━━━━━
TRIGGER WARNING: This contains mental
illnesses, and mentions of sensitive topics
relating towards ab*se and murder.
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| Yoon Jeonghan
💍| Husband: Hong Joshua (Jisoo) 💜🖤
Characteristics:
| Charming | | Witty | | Leader-like | | Compassionate |
| Mischevious | | Flirtatious | | Parental figure | | Kind |
| Stern | | Stubborn |
Mental Illness/Disease:
| PTSD | | Anxiety Disorder |
Facts:
-> Owns family business, the CEO
-> Recovered from Depression and signs of Schizophrenia
-> Won custody over younger sister, putting parents into jail for physical and mental ab*se
-> Extremely protective over Yoon Hong Joshua Jisoo
| Yoon (Hong) Joshua (Jisoo)
💍| Husband: Yoon Jeonghan 🖤💜
Characteristics:
| Kind-hearted | | Generous | | Patient | | Soft-spoken |
| Hard-working | Considerate | | Sensitive | | Stern |
| Parental figure | | Possessive |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| None |
Facts:
-> President of the Yoon Family Business
-> Volunteers in various events associated with the community
-> Creates fundraisers and donations dedicated to those struggling physically and mentally
-> Protective over Yoon Jeonghan
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| Wen Junhui
Partner: Jeon Wonwoo (@seventeen-chatbot) 💖💕
Characteristics:
| Goofy | | Fickle | | Energetic | | Compassionate |
| Protective | | Hard-working | | Determined | | Gentle |
| Supportive | | Aloof | | Prideful |
Mental Illness/Disease:
| Schizophrenia | | PTSD |
Facts:
-> College dropout due to disorder, but works as a pianist within a restaurant
-> Has received proper treatment, attending sessions normally
-> Attends dance classes with Xu Minghao
-> Assists Yoon Hong Joshua Jisoo's fundraisers and donations
| Jeon Wonwoo
Partner: None
Characteristics:
| Analytical | | Quiet | Observant | | Caring |
| Shy | | Intelligent | | Strict | | Athletic | | Considerate |
| Straightforward |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| Dissociative Identity Disorder | | Hand Tremors |
| PTSD |
Facts:
-> Graduating college student preparing to work as a writer, an author
-> Received proper treatment, attending normally
-> Considering to apply as a Project Manager within the Yoon Family Business
-> Left abusive parents, and was provided a roof over his head by Yoon Jeonghan
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| Lee Jihoon
Partner: None
Characteristics:
| Cold | | Sincere | | Protective | | Creative | | Strict |
| Leader-like | | Thoughtful | | Wise | | Determined |
| Blunt | | Generous |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| None |
Facts:
-> Part-time worker, but is preparing to become Vice President of the Yoon Family Business
-> Early graduate
-> Helps with fundraisers and donations
-> Had his mother arrested for stealing, manipulation, and first degree murder
| Xu Minghao
Partner: None
Characteristics:
| Sassy | | Savage | | Athletic | | Thoughtful | | Caring |
| Strict | | Perfectionist | | Hard-working | | Playful |
| Understanding | | Intuitive |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| None |
Facts:
-> College student studying Art & Design, but is incredible with technology
-> Attends dance classes with Wen Junhui
-> Lends assistance at animal shelters
-> Attends Wen Junhui's appointments since High School
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| Kim Mingyu
Partner: None
Characteristics:
| Kind-hearted | | Athletic | | Energetic | Optimistic |
| Hard-working | | Clumsy | | Outgoing | | Strong |
| Protective | | Stubborn |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| None |
Facts:
-> College student studying Science & Engineering
-> Participates in various sports
-> Considering to work under the Yoon Family Business
-> Protects Jeon Wonwoo, Lee Jihoon, Xu Minghao, and Lee Seokmin within campus and outside of campus.
Lee Seokmin
Partner: Byun Baekhyun (@ghoulxbaekhyun) 💙✨
Characteristics:
| Outgoing | | Optimistic | | Loud | | Energetic |
| Empathetic | | Considerate | | Sensitive | | Protective |
| Generous | | Naive | | Insecure |
Mental Illnesses/Diseases:
| ADHD |
Facts:
-> College student studying Theater Arts
-> Able to attend thanks to Yoon Jeonghan and Yoon Hong Joshua Jisoo, who are paying his college tuition
-> Assists Yoon Hong Joshua Jisoo's fundraisers and donations
-> Suspected to be sadistic
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Current Emotions
🌹// @yanlee (OG)
🥀// @yourlocal-babybear @softdomtao @vampiremomo @incubuswooyoung @seventeen-cb @kpop-shelter @yangomangos @agentwonwoo @empress-jiaqi @criminalinvestigator-mingyu @princess-yeji @doll-seungmin @doll-hyunjin @peachy-jaemjaemin @softdomlino @storybook-nct @deadly-skz-gods-cb @babyhj1sung @yandere-somi-jeon @dandyboy-seungmin @detectivexsicheng @time-for-confession @adoringeun @shinhaneul-oc @split-jiu @domyukhei @joyinwonderland @mafia-chaeyoung @mafia-minho @moonlit-jaemin @purgejaemin @artsydahyun @yoonhana @ghost-hyunjin @vscohyunjin @moonlit-nono @daddysm @doll-lia @captain-kyungsoo @amazingspiderhan @heiress-yeeun @werewolf-svt @babyboynono @julia-oc @blackwidowjennie @7deadlysins-chan and more . . .
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woodohwanedandproud · 13 days ago
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@collateral-light Absolutely it makes sense. That loss of control over one's own narrative is traumatic. I think Juwon does actually see Dongsik pretty clearly, & we do too: we get a very intimate & voyeuristic view of what he's going through. Juwon responds to Dongsik's kindness and his suffering, and so do we. But the narrative - Dongsik is crazy, there's something wrong, he could be a killer - marches on despite that. Juwon has reason not to trust kindness, but it's still inexcusable. I think one manifestation is the thing with the fingers. Dongsik was told so persistently to 'remember' moving them that the doing & the not-doing blurred into each other. He was made to rehearse the acts he was accused of & they became, in some measure, internalised. This is what really happens, in courts, online, in abusive relationships: what is said authoritatively becomes the truth, because our sense of self is in part a social construct. Dongsik's amazingly sane. @striving4mikey That ties in really well to the script book too. It talks about how they pushed him so hard he started to believe he DID really do it. Then he heard his mom, a person who KNEW him, had not just SEEN him and it helped him remember who he was. @collateral-light Ouch ouch ouch. And of course while you don't need outright violence to coerce someone into believing what they know to be factually untrue, it definitely helps a lot. And ouch: he didn't get there by himself, but needed an external reference point. I'm thinking of those early scenes where Jihwa and Jaeyi are interpreting his behaviour to him and Jihoon: "He did this because he is good; you must never doubt him." Counteracting that damaged sense of self.
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Okay so I would like to use this wonderful comment by @collateral-light as a starting point for something that I love about Beyond Evil: the theme of Voyeurism. They are saying that the scene where Dongsik gives his shoes away makes us question if he is doing it out of good intentions or bad. so much of this show is based on the dangers of distrust, and of seeing things without knowing the whole story. Dongsik even WARNS Juwon about this their first time in the car together: someone is always watching. And that’s dangerous, not because they’ll see and know what you’re doing, but they’ll see and MISTRUST OR MISUNDERSTAND what your doing. this something that Dongsik learned long ago and takes advantage of. He faces cameras, makes himself seen, (performs a slutty little strip tease for the paparazzi), because he KNOWS people are watching and he KNOWS they’ll always assume the worst. it’s such an interesting theme because it shows us just how dangerous it is to see but not understand. It’s so harmful and invasive to those it effects. It’s a perversion that has left its mark on all the residents.
anyways, I don’t know if this makes sense but it was a thought
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