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caramel!hyuck 500 event ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

⋆𐙚₊°｡⋆♡ a q&a event celebrating my 500 follower mark !!!

18+ mdni !!! wc: 2k warnings: fluff, cursing, suggestive for questions 3 and 4, smut for #5! (mentions of exhibitionism, nipple play, leg.. humping? idfk…) slight angst in question 2 an: tysm for 500 followers guys !!! i hope you all enjoy this !! finally more caramel lore !!! sorry that they’re all diff lengths tho…

⋆𐙚₊°｡⋆♡ questions below! ￬

question 1: “AHH i deffo wanna see how caramel hyuck and yn first date was like!”

it was the cutiest thing ever !!! you saw (hopefully) how starstruck he was in lovestruck, so imagine how he’d be on the first date !!!

he was soso nervous, all clammy and fidgety upon meeting you at your apartment to take you to your first date w him: the movie theater!

he didn’t know much about you then so he picked something basic, allowing you to choose the movie

“what if you don’t care for this kind of stuff?” you asked, and all he knows is that you’re so gorgealicious he’ll like anything you pick..

hyuck meets you at your door exactly one minute after he said he’d arrive. truthfully, he was there on time, but was too scared to knock and wasted an entire minute.

you opened the door to his sweet smile, and a bouquet of pastel pink flowers with hello kitty inserts. some of them even have glitter, and you take them with a smile to go put them in a vase. once done, you finally greet him properly with a hug and make your way to the movies

he drives the both of you there. it’s kind of awkward, both of you sitting in silence save for the music he lets you play. eventually his hand slips over the middle console, slipping it into your own. heart fluttering, you wait until he turns his head to pull your phone out to take a picture. that’s definitely going on your story later.

once you arrive at the theater, he pays for the movie of your choice. any snacks you want, or movie related merchandise, he pays for. once you finally sit down in the room, you take a few selfies with him before the movie plays. in the darkness, his hand finds yours again, and by the time you walk out your tongues are purple, although you each had a red and blue slushy.

question 2: “them meeting e/o parents maybe!”

im gonna start with you meeting his, because i think hyuck will require a little more discussion…

truthfully, there’s not much you have to be afraid of!

hyuck knows just how to reassure you, taking any and all worries out of your head

and his reassurances were right! they adored you <3

him on the other hand… let’s just say he’s a wreck meeting yours

donghyuck calls out to you, using your real name, sounding so distressed you’d think he’s dying.

you run to your bedroom, finding him standing in front of the full body mirror on the verge of tears. walking behind him, your arms wrapping around his midsection.

“one,” you start, slipping one hand under his shirt, gliding it over his stomach. it isn’t something done with suggestive intentions, rather for comfort as he enjoys having skin to skin contact. “you’re not allowed to call me by my name anymore.” he mumbles a ‘sorry baby,’ and you peck his jawline before continuing. “and two, why are you so nervous? there’s no reason to be so worried.”

he looks at you in the mirror, lip between his teeth. he’s fidgeting, and you take one of his hands to keep him from picking.

“am i dressed nice enough? i don’t know.. i’m actually so scared right now i could throw up.” he says, eyes wide and serious as he speaks.

you move to stand in front of him, arms wrapped around his neck. he hides his face in your own, pulling you into a hug so tight you almost can’t breathe. “you look soso cute hyuckie, promise. and they’ll love you. so much. so stop freaking out, okay?”

he picks his head up. “but-”

you cut him off. “shh. they’re gonna like you so much, okay? but if we don’t leave right now, we’ll be late and then that might change.”

that’s all it takes for him to run for his jacket, dashing outside to start the car. the whole ride there, he’s nervously rambling, until the moment you arrive. your mom coos at his anxious self the moment she sees him, already in love.

he had nothing to worry about.

question 3: “what do you think the most romantic date him and yn went on is??”

i think the most romantic would be any date that you’re going on to celebrate you

every time you go out together, he makes you feel special, always going out of his way

however, times that it’s for a milestone of yours are always more grand

for example, one that he’s the most proud of taking you on is your one year anniversary!

he went so hard with it that he ended up eating ingredients for the next month because of how much money he spent..

arriving home, you walk in the door and simply lean against the wall in exhaustion. it was a long day, spent strolling through your area’s shopping district, walking around with so many bags you might tip over. after the fact, your arms could finally rest after the bags were all put away in hyuck’s car, him driving you to a restaurant so expensive the prices weren’t even on the menus. with candles lit and expensive wine in hand, you held hands over the table while having a meal so well made it nearly solved all your life problems.

being the gentleman he is, hyuck carried all your bags inside for you and set them in the living room for you to take care of later. coming back to you, he gets on one knee (no, not for that yet!) to help remove your shoes. you smile down at him tiredly, sighing when he massages the pain away. standing up, he takes your hand and starts leading you down the hallway. there’s pink and red petals scattered over the floor, trailing all the way to your bedroom door.

he pushes it open, gently pushing you in front of him to enter the bedroom first. as soon as you step in, you could nearly cry. there’s a big ‘1’ balloon above your headboard, electric candles on the nightstands, along with more rose petals on the bed in the shape of a heart. right in the middle is two small boxes, and he follows behind you to watch you open them.

“god, this was so cheesy. sorry. anyway, if you’re too tired for anything that’s okay, but i really want you to open those first.” he says, fidgeting nervously.

opening the boxes, there’s two matching rings. your favorite kind of metal, encasing your favorite gem. handing the bigger one to your boyfriend, he slides it on before snatching yours to put it on himself.

he kisses your ring finger. “i promise to marry the shit out of you someday.”

with teary eyes, you smile, kissing his palms when he goes to wipe your tears away. “thank you, thank you so much hyuckie, this is all so sweet of you.” your lips connect for a sweet, teary yet loving kiss, and you pull him down onto the bed with you. “and i’m never too tired for you.”

question 4: “would love to suprise him with pearl jewelry adorning me, after only having worn plain jewelry around him, only for him to be adorning a necklace of our intial…”

YOU KNOW HIM SO WELL

he’s so obsessed with you, so much so that he finds himself actually doubting if you’re as crazy as him

given, this is pretty tame, but if he saw you with his birthstone on your neck, in your ears…

not only are you getting pounced on, but he’s fighting the urge to get your name permanently inked into his skin, settling for jewelry of his own, similar to yours

you’re minding your business, sitting at your vanity. there’s a designer shop bag next to you, one you finally were able to buy yourself after sneaking out to shop without hyuck so he couldn’t pay for you. there’s a stacked necklace set, with three necklaces inside it. putting the first one on, it’s a thin chain with pearls dotted along it that rests right above your collarbone.

the next one lays right underneath it, a simple chain with his first initial dangling from it. the last one is matching the shortest necklace, save for a larger pearl pendant in the middle. you take a few pictures in the mirror, including one where you put the necklaces on the longest setting, taking a picture of them hanging in your cleavage to send to your boyfriend later. for now, it‘d stay a surprise. giggling, you readjust them to how they were before, before going back to lazing around.

eventually, you’re dozing off on the couch, when hyuck unexpectedly walks in your front door. standing up and stretching, you walk over to greet him with a hug and kiss. however, when you pull away, you see a new piece of jewelry around his neck. smiling, you realize that he had coincidentally bought his own initial necklace, this time with your first initial.

running a hand over the cool metal, you look up at him with what can only be seen as pure joy and amusement. “when did you do this?”

“just got it before i came here.” very much intentionally, he stares down at your chest that was pressed against his, when he spots your necklace. “..and those are for me?”

when you nod, he groans, pulling you into him closer before letting his lips connect to your neck. “oh, mama, you’re doing crazy, crazy things to me…”

question 5: “I wanted to ask about what r their kinks and how did they found out about It? Like they just talk It out or It was in the moment?”

you and hyuck have a type of relationship where it’s hard to keep your hands off of each other, and so they all came to be in a situation where it sort of just happened

but… i’m sure we all know a really big one for them is exhibitionism ( ¬ᴗ¬)

it’s rare for you guys to have this be a proper conversation, save for it being a sort of icebreaker when you guys first started dating (he’s weird okay?)

sometimes he’ll bring it up, but bc it’s kind of an awkward convo he only talks ab it with you if it’s like a 1am extremely delirious random convo thing

you can tell hyuck’s tired out of his mind with the way his head keeps rising and falling against your stomach, yet he refuses to fall asleep. if it weren’t for the weight of his head constantly being dropped on you, you’d be right there with him.

“donghyuck, go to sleep please.” you groan.

using his full name was supposed to make him listen, but apparently he doesn’t care at all when he looks at you, eyes bloodshot and nearly rolling back into his head with fatigue.

“can i please put your tits in my mouth?” he begs, taking your hand and giving you his best puppy eyes.

your eyebrows nearly reach your hairline, jaw on the floor. “are you serious? what the hell is wrong with you?”

he laughs. “what’s wrong with me is that i can’t have your tits in my mouth.”

you sigh, aggressively pulling the blanket up to your chin (covering his head in the process) and closing your eyes. “fine. you can do all that in the morning. but please, please, go to sleep.”

‘okay,’ he whispers, and he’s actually silent for a while, until he starts speaking again, “can i have them right now too? pleaseee? i don’t think i can sleep without them..”

you groan, yell, even, pulling your shirt off. immediately he’s grabbing one, before taking the other and pulling your nipple between his lips. he hums, and surprisingly he actually stays silent, falling asleep just like that. you finally do too, however it feels like you barely slept a minute when your eyes open to the morning sun, hyuck desperately humping your leg with his face in between your boobs.

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