#sejun needs to stop

[slytherinshua]

you asked for soft thoughts *cracks neck* thinking of you comforting sejun during rehearsal dinner because earlier at the venue for rehearsals he (being the clumsy loser he is) got startled by the pastor rounding the corner he pushed him into the water fountain… so now he’s just thinking that he will mess up during tomorrows ceremony, you reassure him that even if he messes up it won’t matter cause you’re marrying the love of your life. all in all, the reception goes without a hitch! it’s at the reception he topples over the cake while trying to cut it 🥹

noooooo this is so cute STOP IT VESPER :(((((((( warnings: they get married (obv). implied christian wedding (church, pastor, etc). sejun cries a million and 1 times. not proofread and written on tumblr so definitely a mess but it's soft thoughts so it doesn't matter hehe. wc: ~860.

he literally WOULD need comforting he's so nervous. during rehearsal everything is going okay (he's literally just standing there he can't mess up) and his best man is by his side just noticing how fucking down bad he is and how his hand is shaking. he tries to hide it by clasping his hands tightly but he fails. suddenly his suit feels itchy and like it fits him wrong. he's questioning whether he even looks half decent because how the hell did he end up with someone as gorgeous as you, he can't even compare :(

and on the way to the church hall where the rehearsal dinner will be after you had run through all the actual service stuff, he gets so scared when the pastor tries to friendly wrap his arm around his shoulder to congratulate him 😭😭😭 he apologizes profusely because his survival instincts kicked in or something cause why did he push the poor guy into the fountain in the front 😭😭 sejun is just way too nervous :(

his brain is racing a mile a minute and he needs to get back by your side immediately because you're the only thing that keeps him calm </3. when you're finally eating dinner, he was supposed to be seated across from you, but he forces one of your bridesmaids to switch with him because he needs to be next to you 😭😭😭😭 he'll hold your hand under the table to try to calm himself down :( you think he's so endearing, you can feel his hand shaking and how warm it is <//3 you just know his brain is just thinking through everything. he knows he's gonna cry tomorrow but more than that he's worried he'll trip or stutter over his words or something will go wrong. he probably has to have a pep talk with his mom after rehearsal dinner cause even she can see that he's stressing from across the dining hall

then comes the actual day of the wedding and the only thing keeping sejun sane is his groomsmen making sure he's calm. they're hyping him up and making sure he looks sharp and not a single hair is out of place. he feels confident as he walks up to the chapel but he loses it IMMEDIATELY once he sees all the flowers and decorations because everything becomes so real. he cries even before the service starts. when the music starts playing and its his time to walk down the aisle and wait for you, he's using his 4-7-8 breathing to keep calm and panicking even more cause his heart rate is NOT FUCKING SLOWING DOWN LMAOKSJDKS

but he gets to the alter and all he has to do is stand. he can do that, right? wrong. he cries so much as soon as you start walking down the aisle. seeing you in your dress for the first time is so surreal. he loves you so much you're the most beautiful person he's ever met both inside and out and he thinks the love he holds for you is gonna swallow him whole at any point. during the entire service he's a wreck of nerves and love and everything just feels so REAL and he's so so happy and emotional. his best man has to keep holding a box of tissues the entire time because sejun cries again and again and again throughout the pastor's talking about marriage and love and being forever united. seeing him so emotional gets you emotional too :(

during vows he's the worst. he's crying, laughing, stuttering. all the words get caught in his throat but he manages. his vows are super sweet and heartfelt, so so endearing just like him :( all the guests find it so funny how he's the more emotional one on the day since the bride is usually the one to feel overwhelmed for her big day, but sejun just can't help it. he's yours for the rest of his life and the thought makes his brain short-circuit cause he's so in love.

sliding the ring on your finger and finally getting to kiss you is the best moment of his life. his tears are long gone and he's all giggles and smiles by now. he kisses you so nicely with a dramatic dip and everything. when he pulls apart you're both laughing and the guests are all clapping and cheering. his dimples will not leave his face because he can't stop smiling for the rest of the day.

he's no longer in any danger of crying during the reception but he cannot top smiling and he can't be separated from you at all. if you want to greet guests, you'll have to drag him along with you because his hand is permanently stuck to your waist now. he's so dashingly handsome with his bright eyes and smile, finally able to call himself your husband.

(although yes he fumbles a bit during the cake cutting only because he's so excited!! it's both your favourite flavor and he loves food so much so the cake was always the second biggest thing he was looking forward to after finally tying the knot with you).

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[lushta1es0nm3]

Victon:

On the quiet days

I haven’t been myself for a while, I haven’t felt like living but I’m not a quitter. So yeah, I’m still here and kicking life’s ass.

The clock ticked as you both lay in bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Both of you were off and tired, it was early morning, so you didn’t make a move to get out of bed. And you didn’t know Seungwoo was awake, he was doing the same thing you were doing staring off into space, listening to the other's heartbeat. He placed one of his hands in your hair causing you to look at him, you smiled softly and he smiled back with sleepy eyes.

You laid your head back down on his chest and took a deep breath, enjoying his scent. He laughed under his breath, “How cute.” He commented pulling you closer as he closed his eyes again, you smiled and followed suit, both of you fell back asleep.

You sighed softly into the quiet room, as you stared at the paperwork in front of you. Ah, it’s so much fun picking up slack from your coworkers. Seungsik’s back was to you, he was washing the dishes, seemingly to have gone off into his own world. You sighed, needing a break and stood up from the kitchen table, leaving the mountain of work there.

Once you reached Seungsik you wrapped your arms around him, giving him a back hug. He flinched slightly at your sudden touch and looked down at you with a smile. It was as if he knew you were frustrated about work, he sat the cup he was rinsing down and took off the bright pink gloves you bought as a joke. He turned around and gave you a real hug. You buried your face in his chest and then looked up.

He poked the tip of your nose and kissed your forehead watching as your face turned bright red from blushing, “better?” He whispered softly letting you go.

“Much better.” You replied walking back to the table of work.

“Fighting!” He quietly cheered you on before returning back to his own task. You laughed a little and the room fell back into the peaceful silence.

Glancing up from your phone, your eyes landed on Chan, he was looking online shopping for what, you didn’t know. Your curiosity getting the best of you, you leaned over his shoulder to see what he was staring at so intensely. He hadn’t said anything much all day which puzzled you.

Normally, he wouldn’t stop teasing and playing with you. But today was different, so what was up.

“What are you doing?” You asked scaring the daylights out of the man. He went to cover his phone, but it was too late you say it already. You smiled at him and shook your head.

“That’s cute, who is it for?” You asked.

He pursed his lips and shook his head at you, he knew you saw it, so there’s no use lying. In a quick motion, he pulled you into his lap showing his phone to you, he started showing different colors of the couple sweaters he was looking at.

You grinned as you watched him scroll through the selections. Last time you asked about wearing a couples outfits, he told you no, what changed his mind? Shaking the thought away you pointed at the pastel purple sweater with a dinosaur on the front.

His face turned bright red as he smiled up at you, “Okay,” he remarked, putting his phone down and pulling you even closer as he leaned back on the couch, “I was thinking the same thing.”

You reached over and grabbed your phone before making yourself comfortably cuddled up in Chan’s lap. You opened your Instagram and you both proceeded to scroll through the app in silence.

Standing up from the couch to stir the pot you had on the stove, you hummed softly to yourself as you looked at the time. It was almost dusk dark outside, Sejun had left about an hour and a half ago. He said he wanted to go for a jog, that was cool, cause you needed some ingredients for dinner. But by the time you realized you already had it, he was already out the door. So you texted him not to worry about and enjoys his time to himself.

You put spoon down just as the sound of the front door opening reached your ears, you looked up as Sejun walked into the kitchen. He was covered in sweat but he smiled at you exposing his dimples as he went in for a hug.

“You smell like hard work.” You stated taking him off guard because he thought you’d tell him he stinks. You looked up at him and smirked at him, he smirked back and started to attempt to rub his sweat on you. But you ducked and made a made dash for the living room.

His laughter followed you as he went behind you, he caught you and started tickling you. You erupted into laughter, swatting his hands alway, “Sejun, I’m gonna burn dinner,” you laughed out, “please stop.”

He did as you asked and took off his sweaty shirt, “I’m gonna go shower first.” He announced with a smile.

“Okay.” You replied as you gathered your composure and stood up to head back into the kitchen.

“Y/N,” he called your name and you looked over at him and answered with a hum, “I love you.” He acknowledged softly like he usually does at random times.

“I love you too.” You stated softly. Both of your cheek were flushed red. How sweet

The rain poured outside and the sound of thunder rumbling sounded through the cafe. Hanse sat across from you, doing the same thing you were doing, staring out the window watching the rain fall as people rushed to take cover.

You two did the exact same thing but were lucky enough to end up in a cafe instead. Hanse smiled at you as he’d helped you wipe the rainwater from your face. You did the same thing for him, being silly about it made a whole lot of difference. You both decided to place and order and have a seat and wait out the rain. The other customers didn't stay long, they left as soon as the rain slacked up just a little bit, people were busy with lace so it was understandable.

The cafe was silent, only a few other people remained to enjoy a cup of coffee. The only sound that could be heard was the workers going about making orders. You looked at Hanse and smiled, he’d floated off somewhere in his head again, it was all over his face. You shook your head and stared back out the window. You didn’t notice that he saw you, and smirked a little.

Your orders had arrived, you weren’t looking, you’d begun to drift off to your own planet. You didn’t notice Hanse get up and walk around to your side of the table. You didn’t even register the fact that he had even moved until he sat down beside you and draped an arm around your shoulders. You looked at him and he smiled at you, his lip piercing moving ever so slightly.

“What’s going on in your head?” He asked cheekily and tilted his head to the side.

“Oh nothing,” you responded, “just looking at people trying to dodge the rain. What about you?”

“Something similar, but with you being the center focus.” He blinked at you, “how’s your iced coffee?” He asked knowing full well you hadn’t even touched it.

Grabbing it, you took a sip and then nodded your head, “A1 baby.” You threw up both thumbs. Hanse laughed and you leaned into him. As you bother started quiet bantering back and forth wittfully, you both ended up forgetting about the rain too engrossed in teasing each other, neither of even realized that the rain had stopped.

Waves crashing on the beach filled your ears as you walked hand and hand with ByungChan along the shoreline. The sun was getting ready to set, but you weren’t ready to head back inside yet, it was way too noisy in there. So after eating dinner, you both opted to take a quiet walk on the beach.

The waves pushing the water up to your ankles, you were looking down as you walked. A smile on your face as you took in your surroundings. It was beautiful and ten times better because he was here with you. The breeze was cold but you felt so warm and comfortable. B

ByungChan could only look at you and smile at how cute you were without knowing it. His only wish was that you’d bring a sweater or something, but you said no and dragged him outside in a hurry.

A crab emerged from the sand, startling both of you, you pointed at it, “Hey,” you shouted, “don’t sneak up on us like that!”

The crab then began chasing after ByungChan who ran in circles around you screeching ever so dramatically. You may or may not have pissed the creature off by kicking sand at it and telling it to go away, because a few more crabs joined in the chase. You both ended up screaming and laughing while trying to run for your lives kicking sand as you went.

Somehow you fell into the water and he tripped over you not knowing you had fallen. Both of you were wet now and cold because the sun had fully set. You both were laughing at each other, which led to a water fight. It ended as quickly as it started though. You stood up ready to leave and head back inside when ByungChan told you to hope on his back.

You did so no questions asked, “Y/N,” he called your name seriously making you look up in confusion, “why’d you have to kick sand at it?” He laughed out the last part.

“It was trying to take our toes to it's overlord.” You exclaimed.

“That makes no sense.” He laughed out heartily.

“It does,” you explained dramatically, “I looked em right in his little beady eyes. He wanted the smoke.”

“Uh huh,” he laughed, “so, you started a war and we lost.”

“No, they out loud numbered us. It was an ambush!” You explained moving a little too much.

“Okay, now stop moving before you fall.” He warned still smiling.

It became quiet again, you wanted to be cheesy and say, I love you. But, instead you lairs your head on on his shoulder and started humming a random tone softly. All he could do was smile.

The studio was filled with soft music playing in the background. Subin was busy working, while you sat next to him with your legs draped over his, while you sketched away in your notebook. Every now and then, he’d reach down and rub your legs, you put your artwork down and sat up to see how far he had gotten.

He looked up at you and smirked you “what?” You smiled back, watching as he covered up his book.

“If I can’t peek at yours, you can’t peek at mine.” He bargained with a little innocent smile playing on his lips. The same lips you placed a quick peck on and watched as he began to blush and look away.

“You’re so cute.” Subin whispered as he finally looked back at you, “I’ll show you when I’m done, but only if you show me yours.” He stated.

You pretended to think about it and nodded your head in agreement. He returned the small peck you gave, now causing you to let out a small giggle as you laid back down and went back to your sketch. The silence was perfect mixed with the soft music in the background.

You and Subin were so comfortable and immersed in your shared atmosphere that neither of you noted the fact that one of the other members popped in to check on you guys. But him seeing that you two weren’t interested in anything but the shared bubble you two had created around yourselves, took his leave as quickly as he appeared.

It seemed that maybe a few minutes had passed by, when Subin put down his pen and layed down on you with his head on your stomach. You tossed your sketchbook down, your hand automatically went into his hair. Subin let out a sigh as soon as he felt you playing in his head.

“Ah,” he mumbled, sounding like he was fall asleep, “this is the life,” he sighed out a yawn, “just five minutes please.”

You hummed in response, but seriously, not even two minutes after he’d fallen asleep, you followed suit.

[astroyongie]

Victon November Reading 2023

Note: take it lightly and enjoy !

Seungwoo

Love: When it comes to his realtionship, I think he is still dating his person but there have been a lot of issues concerning money. Seungwoo is someone rather greedy and his partner has been asking for money from him, something he doesn’t want to share which has caused issues in the couple. 

Career: He is happy with his career and he wants things to stay the same. No matter what happens to Victon, Seungwoo has outside connections, and even if the group ends by separating ways he will keep doing music and do what he loves the most 

Self: I sense mostly fear out of this current energy, mostly perhaps he doesn’t know what path to take and there are many important decisions that he keeps delaying due to fear of what will happen once he makes his choices. 

Seungsik

Love: Seungsik is dating his person, things seem to be going well between them since the relationship is rather stable. The communication is fluid and the love is still there despite the time they have been together. 

Career: He doesn’t know what to do. It feels like Seungsik doesn’t want to continue his career and he wants to focus on something else, do something else, or simply move on from the idol career. 

Self: This boy is confused and completely lost. There are important decisions ahead of him and he too, doesn’t know what to do with his life or what to choose to move on 

Sejun

Love: In love and rather happy! Sejun is in a relationship at the moment and it really seems that his realtionship is the only thing that gives him happiness and fulfillment at the moment. 

Career: His career is currently on hold. Sejun probably has lost his sponsor at the moment and his company isn’t supporting him anymore so he is trying to figure out what he could do to continue his music 

Self: He is working out very hard, mostly focused on fixing his group and his career. Sejun cares for his fans but also for the money and he knows he needs income to keep living his lifestyle 

Hanse

Love: He is in love with someone and this person is also in love with him, but hanse isn’t sure if he is ready to commit to a relationship. He is scared of what the relationship could turn out or what people could do to his partner if they discovered they were together. 

Career: He doesn’t know what to do at the moment. One part of Hanse wants to stop music or at least stop the erratic idol life but at the same time he is very co-dependent of his fans and of his music as it’s the only way for him to express himself. He is still figuring out what to do next

Self: He has recently learned about a few things that have hurt him a lot (from the members/groups, secrets that were kept from him). Hanse is trying to figure out that while also trying to convince himself that he isn’t an impostor and a bad rapper 

Byungchan

Love: He is in a relationship, but it feels like byungchan hasn’t seen his partner in forever. Probably because his partner isn't on the Korean ground at the moment and they keep positioning their coming which has left him very frustrated. He feels like the relationship isn’t going anywhere 

Career: His whole career is in the hands of his sponsor who has been manipulating everything concerning him, his music and his endorsements. Until his sponsor gives him the green light, he is stuck in his current situation of doing nothing. 

Self: He is happy without being happy. Byun is struggling to keep his relationships working and moving on, he also feels very disconnected from reality and with his emotions. Based on other readings I did for him, I believe Byungchan has always suffered from depression or a poor mental state and that sometimes it’s hard for him to figure out things. 

Subin

Love: Subin has recently broken up with his partner (or more like his partner has broken up with him). He is very heartpained at the moment, dealing with the grief that this person has left by leaving him

Career: He is so bored, he doesn’t care much about his current career at the moment. Honestly, he is reevaluating his whole life and pondering if it is really worth it to continue with his idol life or if he should just focus on something else instead. 

Self: It looks like he has been taking care of some legal issues in the background. I don’t know if this involves his company or if it’s something more personal, but Subin has been very focused on getting just about something or at least for someone. 

[chanis-banani]

Reply - Part 1

Inspired by: [Han Seungwoo] 'Reply' - M Countdown

Note: Today is the 3rd anniversary of Seungwoo's solo debut and it would be an understatement to say this album changed my life. I just had to write something for it, I couldn't contain myself...

Note 2: stop calling me a seungwoo simp

Synopsis: after a week of contemplation, Seungwoo finally brings up the courage to send you a message. As he waits anxiously for you to reply, all he can do to kill the time is reminisce about the first time met you.

Genre: fluff and very slight angst maybe? Let's just say it's the wholesome start of a slow burn romance

Pairing: Seungwoo x gn reader

Word Count: 3,4k

Contains: some swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of cigarettes (but no actual drinking or smoking)

Tic, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick-

With a frustrated grunt, Seungwoo yanks the batteries from the clock and tosses them onto the cabinet. When he tries to hang the clock back on the wall, he struggles to get the little hook on the nail. It only takes two failed attempts for him to be fed up with the stupid thing and he angrily dumps it on top of the furniture. The clock lands next to the batteries, one of which tumbles off the edge and rolls under the cabinet. Seungwoo watches as it disappears from his vision and he scoffs. Piece of shit.

He takes his phone from his pocket and checks his messages. Even though he has the volume of his notifications turned all the way up, he can’t stop himself compulsively checking his phone. There is always a slight chance the sound just didn’t come through, right? Maybe you messaged him and his phone is just lagging. He can’t risk missing anything. But despite his hopeful delusion, there is still nothing.

First he puts his phone back in his pocket, but he immediately changes his mind and places it on the dinner table instead, making sure the screen faces up so he can see everything that comes in. A deep sigh escapes him as he stares at his phone for a while. He is too restless to bring himself to sit down. All he can do is stand there and pace around the room. Once again, he sighs and goes into the kitchen to grab himself a glass of water. When he returns to the dinner table, he sets the glass on one of the coasters to check his notifications again.

It had only been about a week since he met you, but it felt like more like a month. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. The way you smiled and the way you talked… The way you made those snarky comments at him when he approached you. It hadn’t been the most fairytale-like encounter. And yet, he couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard he tried.

With another sigh, Seungwoo puts his phone on the table again and he leans back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. He wanted nothing more than to talk to you, hear your voice again, and observe that little twinkle in your eyes when you talked to him.

It was impossible for him to forget how stunning you looked last Saturday. Your clothes were very neat and complimented your body well, which contrasted with your slightly messy hair. This contradiction intrigued him. He needed to get to know you better, wanted to explore what other interesting contrasts he might encounter. Perhaps it was specifically the difference between you and him that captivated him the most. You were exhilarating to him.

Seungwoo jumps up when his phone suddenly rings and he answers it without hesitation. “Hello?” he says, voice shaking a little bit. “Hyung!”, he hears from the other side of the line, “Did-” Without letting Sejun finish his sentence, Seungwoo hangs up on him. Idiot. How could he have been so stupid to call right now? He knew that Seungwoo was waiting for your call. What if you had finally reached out right when Sejun was hogging the line?!

Seungwoo sits back down and rests his elbows on the table, burying his face in his hands with a desperate little cry. “What am I doing…” he murmurs into his hands. All he wants is to hear your voice again. He keeps reminiscing about the evening he met you. 

That evening, he entered the venue with Sejun at 8 pm. Seungwoo offered to get drinks for both of them, so he made his way through the crowd, towards the bar on the other side of the large space. While he waited for the bartender to fix his drinks, he felt someone bump into him. It’s when he turned around to look, that he laid his eyes on you for the very first time. 

“Sorry!” you said quickly, officially marking that as the first word that was ever exchanged between the two of you. “That’s okay,” he replied with a smile, “It’s pretty crowded here, so accidents can happen.” Seungwoo had to try his best not to smile too widely at you. Right away he found you incredibly attractive. Your voice sounded lovely. He wanted to hear it again.

“I like your tattoo,” you said, and Seungwoo could swear that his heart made a little jump in his chest. He was wearing his shirt with its sleeves rolled up, so the colorful tattoo on his arm was clearly exposed. You had been observing him just as closely as he had observed you and this notion gave him goosebumps. 

“Thank you! I have a few more.” Was it weird for him to say this? He immediately felt embarrassed and at the same time he wished he had worn his shirt just a little more unbuttoned so the tattoo on his chest could have been exposed to  you. Luckily, you smiled at him, so he probably hadn’t weirded you out too much.

He wondered what to tell you next, trying his best to think of something to keep your attention. But his brain wasn’t working properly anymore. All he could think about was how intrigued he was by you. He involuntarily tried to imagine what kind of person you were and what kind of things you would like. And before he got the chance to open his mouth again, his drinks were ready and Sejun called him impatiently from across the room.

Every person who tried to speak to Seungwoo that evening was in for a disappointment. When they tried to approach him, there was a chance he didn’t even notice them at all. Even when he tried to engage in a conversation, he couldn’t stop his gaze from drifting back to your figure.

At one point during the evening, he had lost sight of you. His eyes looked for you anxiously, but you were nowhere to be seen. He panicked. There was no way he could possibly let you go like that. He started to move through the crowd, pressing himself through the clusters of people. 

At least fifteen minutes were spent searching for you, until he found you outside, away from the crowd, with your phone up to your ear. You ended the conversation just when Seungwoo stepped through the venue door, into the fresh air. He needed to know who you had been calling with. What if you already had a partner? The thought alone was enough to make him nauseous.

He stood there for a while, unsure of what to do next. Your mind was clearly elsewhere since you hadn’t noticed him yet. With his head tilted slightly in curiosity, he observed how you stared absentmindedly into the distance while playing with your phone. But the silent moment of appreciation was ruined when Seungwoo suddenly had to sneeze. You looked his way and he looked at you, completely terrified. Thank god it was dark outside so you weren’t able to see his expression very clearly.

Fuck, now things became weird. He had to act quickly, otherwise you would think he was some kind of weirdo. Even if there might have been some truth to that, he obviously didn’t want you to feel that way about him.

Before he could even make up his mind on what he could possibly do to make this situation seem normal, you opened your mouth and spoke to him with a snarky, yet enchanting tone. “You should wear a jacket if you’re going to be outside,” you said. God, maybe he was in love.

“Oh? Uhh, yeah,” he replied awkwardly. Nice, Seungwoo. Real smooth. This was definitely the way to win somebody’s heart. “I’m uhh- It’s not that cold?” God with every word he uttered, he just managed to mess up even more.

You snickered at him and looked at your phone again. Somehow this made Seungwoo feel at ease. You didn’t seem uncomfortable about him. Even if he made an absolute fool of himself just now, it seemed like you didn’t really mind having him around. He straightened his clothes a bit and ruffled his fingers through his hair while you didn’t look. Then he cleared his throat and took a careful step in your direction.

“Actually,” he began somewhat more confidently now, “I could use a little breeze. It’s quite stuffy in there.” Without looking up, you just replied with a little “Mhmm.” While doing his best to hide his timidness, he took another step in your direction and said “Is it okay if I sit here? I could also find someplace else, if you-” “Oh, sure, it’s fine!”

He blinked a few times when you interrupted him with such a sweet tone. You had put your phone away completely and looked straight at him. The eye contact made him feel like his blood was rushing through his veins at twice its regular speed. The dizziness that ensued made him feel almost relieved, because it meant he wasn’t really lying to you anymore. At this point, he really could use some fresh air.

He sat down next to you on the curb, making sure to keep a good 6 ft distance between the two of you so as to not make you uncomfortable. You were still looking at him with those eyes and it nearly drove him insane. “So, do you smoke?” you asked him. He shook his head, and you grinned. “Me neither.”

The conversation went silent. For a minute, all you and Seungwoo could hear was the sound of passing cars in the distance and the buzzing voices of the people inside. He wondered why you would ask him such a question if you didn’t smoke either. Could it be that you were lying? Did he just fail a test? What if you didn’t want to date anyone who didn’t smoke? He felt nauseous again.

The breeze really was quite cold and Seungwoo’s blouse didn’t do much to protect him from it. The tip of his nose and his ears became red and he shivered, but it didn’t matter to him. In fact, he was barely aware of the cold at all. Being so near to you made him feel almost feverish inside. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and his cheeks felt hot. Even if he had lost almost all feeling in his fingers, the rest of his body was simply buzzing with life. 

His breath created a tiny cloud in the air, drawing your attention to his shivering figure. “You’re cold!” you laughed at him. Your breath formed a little cloud as well and Seungwoo watched how the little clouds drifted in the same direction for a second, until he snapped back to reality. “I’m really not that cold,” he sputtered, “I just tend to shiver when I’m feeling dizzy.”

“So you’re still feeling dizzy?” you asked. Your voice didn’t sound exactly concerned, but not like you were mocking him either. Seungwoo couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He sure was dizzy now, slowly going crazy from the way your eyes were scanning him. There was something about your look that gave him the feeling this was more than a casual conversation. It felt like he was being inspected, your eyes studying every detail of him and your mind interpreting what you saw. He could tell you were on your guard around him. Not in a defensive way, but much like a researcher would be on their guard around the subject they’re researching. As if he were some kind of experiment and you were waiting to see what he might do next.

“I bet you would feel less dizzy if you wore a jacket,” you continued with a little grin. Seungwoo observed you closely, noticing something like a little twinkle in your eyes. He wondered if you always had that twinkle when you talked to people.

“I was too dizzy to grab my jacket,” he replied with a little scoff, “I just wanted to go outside quickly. And you should know that I’m already beginning to feel better.” He fully expected you to say it was nice that he felt better, but you just scoffed right back at him: “Pfft, if you say so…”

Before he could come to his defense again - even though you were completely right - you already bombarded him with the next question: “So who do you know at this party?” “Oh, I just know Sejun,” Seungwoo replied, “Sejun and I are close, so when he got invited to this party, he asked me to join him.”

“Ahh, I’m here because of Sejun too! We aren’t close at all though. He just invited my friend and told her she could bring more people. So really, I don’t even know Sejun at all."

"I see. The party must be quite boring for you then, if you only know your friend. Is that why you'd rather sit here and call your boyfriend?" The words had left Seungwoo's mouth before he fully realized what he was saying. And now that he said it, he wished he would never be able to speak again. 

You raised an eyebrow at him and turned your body a little to face him better. Seungwoo's heart was beating like crazy in his chest. It felt like minutes of silence were passing by while he anxiously awaited your response. He knew he fucked up.

“You are so obvious,” you said eventually. Your voice was low and almost a little threatening. Seungwoo gulped. “We met like seconds ago and you’re already trying to figure out whether I have a partner or not.” For a second it was silent again. ‘Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it,’ Seungwoo thought to himself, trying to suppress the impulse. But he couldn’t possibly contain himself. He just had to know, so he asked: “Well do you?”

He felt like he was about to faint.

Clearly you were a little perplexed by his bluntness, but that didn’t stop you from responding immediately with “That is none of your business. Besides, I don’t find this party boring at all.” You showed him a little smile, but Seungwoo couldn’t make out whether you genuinely enjoyed this moment with him or not. He had to find a distraction, quickly. He needed to come up with something interesting before you felt scared off. This conversation was getting worse by the second and he knew that he only had one last chance to save it.

“I don’t think this party is boring either, now that I found someone so interesting to talk to,” he said. And he regretted it immediately. This was the nail in the coffin. It was over. He could nearly feel his heart breaking in his chest. But to his surprise, you laughed.

“You’re a little pathetic, aren’t you?” you asked him. The tone of your voice was playful and warm. Even though what you said was quite sour, the sweetness with which you said it was like music to his ears. 

“You say it’s pathetic, but I would call it being an open book. Pretending I don’t like you won’t get me anywhere.”

You analyzed him for a second, your gaze feeling almost like some kind of interrogation to him. “Perhaps,” you replied, “but it would benefit you to be a little more subtle about it.”

Seungwoo wondered what it would be like to kiss you. He tried to distract himself, tried to think of something to say again, but the two of you were suddenly interrupted by a voice: “You’re still here? Come on, we have work tomorrow, we should go home!” Seungwoo turned around to see who was calling you, but the person had already gone back inside again. When he turned back to you, you already stood up from the curb and brushed off your clothes. “Well,” you said, “that was my friend. You heard them. It’s time for me to leave.”

He clumsily stood up as well and by the time he got on his feet, you had already made your way over to the door to go back inside the venue. His heart nearly dropped upon the sight of your departure, but to his delight, you turned around to him and he got to hear your beautiful voice one more time.

“Since you seem so desperate to know about this; no, I do not have a partner. Goodnight.” And with that, you disappeared from his sight.

Seungwoo stood there for several minutes, out in the cold, completely dazed.  He had managed to blow every single aspect of this encounter and yet, you almost seemed to be into it. Even when thinking about it now, he can feel the ache in his heart again. He never even got to learn your name.

After you left the party and the absurdity of the conversation slowly sinked in, the first thing Seungwoo did was search for Sejun. He needed to have your number immediately. After struggling to explain who he was talking about, he finally managed to get Sejun to ask your friend for your number. The next day, Seungwoo received a text from Sejun which included your contact information. Since neither of them knew your name, and it didn’t occur to Sejun to ask your friend about it, Seungwoo simply saved you in his contacts as ‘sour candy’. He figured it was a suitable nickname for now.

It took him ages to figure out what he should send. He spent days writing, deleting and rewriting drafts in the notes app on his phone, in a hopeless attempt to create the most perfect message known to mankind. And after days of contemplating, he finally found the courage to send this work of art to you earlier this morning.

Now all you have to do is reply.

Seungwoo stands up from his chair and walks over to the cabinet to grab the battery that rolled underneath it earlier. While feeling around for the battery, he feels something else and pulls it from under the furniture. He holds it in front of him and twists the object between his fingers while observing it closely. Between his fingers, he is holding two little magnets, stuck tightly together.

Just when he’s wondering when and how those magnets ended up there, he is startled by the loud ringtone of his phone, coming from the dinner table. This time, he doesn’t rush to pick it up. Instead, he walks over to the table rather slowly and he first looks at who's calling him. His knees just about turn to mush when he sees ‘sour candy’ displayed on his screen. Quickly, he sits down, takes a deep breath and answers the phone.

“Hello?”

“Yes, hello. You’re that guy from the party last Saturday? With the nice tattoo? You messaged me?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

Seungwoo’s hands are trembling. He can’t believe it. He is finally talking to you again. While holding the phone to his ear with his right hand, he still has the two little magnets between the fingers of his left hand, fidgeting with them nervously. The other side of the line is silent for a little moment, before he gets to hear your lovely voice again:

“We can go to a cafe. Tomorrow.”

Internally, Seungwoo is screaming.

“Yeah-... I would love that! At what time should we meet?”

“1 pm, the cafe you messaged me about. And it’s not a date. See you tomorrow.”

Before he gets the chance to say goodbye and I love you, you already hang up on him. He is fully aware you told him it wouldn’t be a date, but he isn’t even remotely bothered by it. The excitement rushing through his body is enough to distract him for now. Just because this won’t be a date according to you, doesn’t mean he can’t take you on a real date in the future.

Seungwoo observes the small magnets in his left hand again and feels the urge to press a little kiss on them. After taking a brief moment to calm himself down, he runs to his closet to gather an outfit for tomorrow. This too, happens with lots of contemplation in order to present himself in the best possible way. When he’s finally satisfied, he places the clothes on a chair and slips the little magnets in one of the pockets. For good luck.

To be continued...

[cherry-colored-dreamz]

"Wait" - Sejun to San (sorry we wil have 3000 of these you can keep if for later if you want jdjskls)

Send me   ‘ wait ‘   for my muse’s reaction to yours grabbing their arm to keep them from leaving

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San stopped and turned to look over his boyfriend, he was sweating and feeling dizzy, he had been running earlier when he had suddenly started feeling nauseous and had passed out, that's were Sejun had found him and brought him back at his apartment, but he was late from the practice and tried to leave, but other stopped him and he sighed.

"I'm late from practice, darling... I really need to go there, or my hyungs will get worried and start wondering where I am. I'm feeling okay now, thank you for coming to my rescue... I don't really know what happened back there."

He muttered then, looking over other who were holding his arm. He was still feeling dizzy and nauseous but tried not to show it.

@frczenpcetry ♡

[lgcsejun]

cupid's arrow ( spring '23 )       ( white day ) ft. @lgcsunhwa ✧

sejun had spent almost a ridiculous amount of money on sunhwa for her birthday so he was at a little bit of a loss for what to do this white day. for many years, sejun would always get sunhwa something, even when they weren't dating. some years it was a drawing of her that he particularly liked (and could part with) from his sketch book, sometimes it was a single rose, or some candy.

this year, sejun wanted to remain somewhat nostalgic, going out to buy some of those same things, and so he's got a handful of roses and a box of sunhwa's favorite chocolates as he's walking past a pet store. he stops, always eager to see the puppies and kittens in the adoption window, and there's a moment where he kind of gasps and in turn, ends up with a lot more than he bargained for.

thankfully, sunhwa's gone for the morning so he can quickly run and gather more things that they're sure to need. a part of him thinks he probably should have asked if it was a good idea to do this, another part of him likes the idea of a spontaneous surprise he thinks (hopes) sunhwa will love.

sejun is now on the floor, belly down, as he plays with a wand and watches as the little fluffy white kitten runs back and forth chasing the faux prey. he turns when he hears the door start to open, holding the cat behind his back when sunhwa walks in.

"i got you something," he says with a grin. "wanna guess what it is?"

[earlydew]

     " well, you see, i, um… i dropped something around here, " felix stammered, his voice tinged with awkwardness. " just thought i'd take a quick look, you know, to retrieve it. but it seems like i haven't had much luck so far. " as he continued his feeble attempt at an excuse, felix's attention suddenly shifted as he caught sight of his customer approaching from behind sejun. recognizing them as the person he had been waiting for, his urgency heightened as he realized the need to keep the other oblivious to the approaching user. he swiftly raised his hand, signaling for them to stop in their tracks and retreat before turning his full focus back on sejun. " alright, enough with the third degree. that's your way out, " he insisted, pointing towards a nearby exit that was on the opposite direction of where the client was.

"if you're trying to make me feel creeped out, congratulations, it's kinda working." sejun said, glancing around and eyebrows furrowed slightly at the sight of the alley that looked even more unsettling and creepy now at felix's words. normally he was good with directions and finding his way around, but not when his customer not picking up their phone when he was nearing the destination, only to realize the streets nearby were rid of most signs somehow. "i'm already running late, so it really doesn't matter because i'm probably gonna get a complaint filed against me anyway." he sighed, somehow deciding that staying with a somewhat familiar face seemed better now. "dust and rats huh. what are you doing here then?"

[shineeoffical]

mister steal yo girl lim sejun

[ebarbs95]

He squish

[jooheonsdarling]

HOW THE HELL DOES VICTON BE SUPER SOFT AND THEN FREAKING GOOOO AND GRIND ON FANS AND BE SEXY. HOW CAN I STILL BE SOFT??!?!?! I am still going to be soft for them aside from them being sexy, because my heart literally couldn’t!!!!!

[sweetwolfcupcake]

Allurement: Ambivalence

Warning- Smut

As soon as she was out of her slumber, (Y/N) realised that Namjoon was missing. It was often that he did not like to disturb her sleep and by the time she woke up, he would be sitting on the armchair, being fed with the daily news headlines on his tablet and his coffee in front of him. But he was missing entirely, and it was still early.

She had barely removed herself from the bed when she heard his hurried footsteps, she could know it was him by just the way he climbed. The door opened, revealing Namjoon, and to her surprise, he was dressed as if he had been out.

“Where were you?”

“Missed me?” the annoying smirk did nothing but sour up her morning.

“You wish.” huffing, she turned to settle the bedding, only to him attach himself to her.

“It has been a while.” Namjoon planted a kiss on her neck before turning her face and locking his lips with hers.

“We’re always together, Namjoon. Not like I can go anywhere without your permission.”

His hold tightened on her at her jibe “Trust me, Darling, I have been exceptionally lenient with you, the only woman I love.”

“And yet you go marry someone else,” she stated matter-of-factly and tried to step away, as much as cosy she felt with him, she would rather not have her mood sunken further.

“I did what I needed to do to keep my position.”

“Exactly.”

“Don’t be naive (Y/N), one needs to be powerful to ensure his happiness.” his words almost made her laugh.

She finally turned to him, standing flushed against him

“And are you happy, Namjoon? You lead a double life and your marriage is far from normal and your affair is one-sided.”

“Stop.” the warning was clear, but she was not ready to stop yet. She would not until she showed him the mirror.

“Why? Does the truth hurt? Power could not bring you the peace of mind you once had when we were…” she trailed off, feeling her throat closing in.

“We are still together. And my power allows me so many liberties, Love, over that doctor, over Park Jimin.”

(Y/N)’s heart fell at his words. No, not another innocent man, and certainly not her only friend.

“You would not…”

“Ah, Love, I thought you know me enough by now. You know what I am capable of - do not tempt me.”

She kept silent, remembering the time Sejun had been framed for the crime the poor man had never committed. He grasped her nape and pulled her into a melting kiss. His kisses were always passionate, always expressive- they seemed more honest than him, or perhaps were far more deceptive- (Y/N) could not decide. His lips were tantalizing, his hand over her hips suggestive. His hold over her tightened with his deepening kiss before she felt him sliding the thin nightgown off her shoulder.

**Smut**

In no time, her breast was exposed for him to admire “You are so lovely.” he whispered to her when he had pulled away from her lips for a brief moment before he dove right in with fervour. His thumb brushed over her exposed and pebbled bud before he slid off the gown completely.

(Y/N) felt it softly hitting the floor and polling around her legs with her eyes tightly shut and mind hazy. Namjoon’s arm wrapped around her bare waist as he began to kiss down her neck. It was dizzying, she had grown used to his touch but it remained intense, passionate- dizzyingly passionate.

She could still feel the fabric of his shirt pressed to her, but not for long. Namjoon was quick to discard his garments as well before guiding her back to the ruffled bed. The softness and warmth felt welcoming as his hands rubbed her naked curves.

“You still feel the same- when I got to touch you for the first time,” he mumbled as his lips glided across her breasts.

His fingers were quick to press against her clothed sex, the silk material rubbed deliciously against her damp opening as his fingers pressed through it and moved in patterns.

“But you know how I felt the first time I saw you? The first time ever? My world stopped- I did not know how and why- but life ceased all of a sudden, thoughts vanished, I was left stagnant. And…I could see only you.”

His confession was followed by a ravishing kiss and his fingers pressing firmer against her heat, making her shudder in anticipation.

“We are…” she trailed off, the pleasure was turning overwhelming “We are not—”

She could barely speak through his consuming kisses, each one more passionate, longer, deeper than the last.

“I cannot…I can never trust you, Namjoon, I can never trust you again.” she managed to whisper out, already feeling the bitterness as the pleasure gripped her firmer.

“I adore you, Jagi…” his lips soon attached to the column of her neck as he slipped the undergarment off her.

His fingers ran up to her bare slit, making her shiver. Chuckling in response, his thumb drew circles on her opening, covering itself with her essence in the process. It was dizzying, as always, but she had noticed a few things- he had been unusually gentle with her in recent times. And she had begun to notice the change ever since he had declared her married to him.

It felt good, not that he had hurt her physically before, but the last time he had been even remotely rough was when he had barged into the office and took her right ob the desk.

The roughness was delicious, more so with him being ticked off and desperate. But this newfound gentleness, the delicacy, it all felt euphoric. His touches reminded her of the Namjoon she had once known. Until the mask melted away. The gentleness felt to be more of a lover’s than a man dipped in obsession and drunk in power.

Her reverie was broken by his lips sliding over hers as he slid two fingers into her core, making her back arch. Every time his lips parted from hers, a confession of his love fell from his lips. They were tender and careful- low, whispers filled with knowing smiles. He knew the effect he had on her and was proud.

Bu t his fingers did not stay there for too long, soon, his shaft replaced them and her eyes rolled back when she dipped into the slow and intense pleasure. He was far from rough or haste, he took his time in making love to her.

And in that bliss, everything else was momentarily forgotten, she let his love flow through and for once, considered letting her guards down.

**Smut End**

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Namjoon had to make a trip somewhere with Yoongi. The ‘somewhere’ remained concealed from (Y/N) and she was left to her own devices in her office. Her assistant Hana had accompanied her to the office canteen for lunch. It was a pleasant change of company. Hana was a hardworking girl, fresh out of college and reminded (Y/N) so much of her own college-girl days.

“So, Hana, you have anything in mind after this internship?”

“Not really, Ma’am, I was considering going for Marketing, I had applied for an internship under the marketing department of the company, but was not selected there. But then I was offered the position of the Secretary’s assistant by the management.”

“Yes, I have heard of it. You have done other internships before, right?”

“Yes, Ma’am, Brewings.”

“Lee Hyungwoo’s company?” she perked up at the mention of Mr Lee’s company.

“Yes, but it is owned by his Aunt, she never married and Mr Lee became her heir.”

“Oh, right. Lee Dambi. Had met her once. You ever encountered her?”

“No, Ma’am.”

“And Mr Lee?”

Hana visibly stiffened at the question, but (Y/N) decided against making a comment. “Not really.”

(Y/N) nodded and decided to change the discourse into a lighter one.

-----

It was shortly after lunch when she was surprised by Jimin’s visit. She had missed him, but it was all too unsafe for him to be there with her. There were eyes everywhere.

“Jimin! What are you doing here?”

“Do not panic, I was required to submit a few files. Thought it would be a good chance to see you.” he smiled faintly “I missed my friend.”

He needed to say no more, (Y/N) jumped up from her seat and rushed to him for a warm hug. She had missed him too. But after Min Yoongi’s warning, she knew that it would be better for him to stay away from her for a while.

She felt him sigh as he wrapped his arms around her “How have you been? You need more of those?”

She pulled away from the hug and shook her head. She had enough pills for the time being. “I am okay, what about you?”

“I was tasked to keep an eye on Choi Wonshik. It is not easy, but that’s okay, I keep getting bits about your life here.”

“We should not be speaking much here.” she pointed out.

“No, this is the safest place. It’s Namjoon’s office. And since he is not here…” he trailed off and looked around for prying eyes around the floor before turning back to her “Listen, and listen carefully. I have been in contact with Doctor Sejun.”

“Sejun? H-how is he?”

“Better than we had expected. See, I have a plan.”

“What plan?”(Y/N) frowned at that.

“To get you out of here silly, what else? I am considering applying for a transfer. Most people would not doubt me. I can arrange an escape for both of you. If Sejun is left behind, he is going to be the first suspect and Namjoon will have him killed.”

“I can’t…I can’t escape he literally has a chip implanted with me.”

“And that can be deactivated. It is an AI system, machines can be misleading. Leave that to me.” he let out a shaky breath and held her shoulders. “I will arrange to send you somewhere far away from this country, but nearer to wherever I would be posted. You will be free, (Y/N), you can live the way you want, no one would disturb you, us three.”

“Do not underestimate Min Yoongi and Kim Namjoon, Jimin, i-if they find out they will not spare you, they—”

“If they find out, I have worked with them for years, I know how they work, how their minds work (Y/N), I will have everything prepared. You are my friend (Y/N), how can I let you be trapped with a monster like him?”

She stood there, with a parched throat and welled-up eyes. This sounded too much of a risk. But was it not what she wanted? To get away from Kim Namjoon and his world?

“Namjoon will be at his ancestral home tonight…I will come to meet you in the evening. But for now, go, if anyone realises that you are here for too long, they might get suspicious.”

Jimin nodded at her words, and with a gentle and assuring squeeze on her shoulders, left. Leaving her deep in thought.

****

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[seungs1ks]

Hey darling, it's me again 😬

I'd like to request for a part 2 of In the Moonlight with Sejun but this time smut, please 💖

hi again! <3 sorry for the wait, life's a little crazy rn but i really hope you enjoy this one :)

yours, your highness. (l.s.j.) | read "in the moonlight" here.

{SMUT. 18+}

pairing: prince!lim sejun x princess!fem!reader

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, breeding/impregnation kink

word count: 1.6k

“God, you’re so ravishing,” Sejun praised against your lips, making you gasp as you felt yourself blushing for the millionth time tonight. He went back to kissing you roughly, his hands groping your chest through your dress. The handsome prince was on top of you on his massive bed, which had the softest, most luxurious bedding you had ever touched. Moonlight streamed in through the open window.

“Sejun,” you breathed, hands gripping onto his dark locks as he kissed down your neck and around the valley of your breasts. “Sejun, I need you, please.”

The prince glanced up from where he was worshipping you and smiled, the sight of those dimples making you shiver with want. “My princess needs me, does she?” he licked his lips and hiked up your dress to reveal your white stockings. Instinctively, you blushed harder and looked away, burying your face in the cushions.

“Shy little princess,” Sejun cooed at you. “You’re beautiful, my sweet. Don’t need to hide from me,” he brought his hand to your face and stroked your cheek.

You turned your head slowly to see him gazing at you with so much adoration you could burst. “I’m sorry, Sejun…I’ve just never felt this strongly for another man before,” you confessed, placing your hand over his. “No one’s ever made me this shy.”

He caressed your thigh with his other hand. “No need to apologize to me, princess. I just want to please and worship you like the goddess you are,” he wrapped your legs around his waist and used both hands to pull your body closer to his. “Will you allow me?”

You swallowed hard, locking your eyes with his. You trusted him completely -- Sejun was unlike any prince you’d ever met, and yes, you were certain that you felt differently about him too. There was something invisible yet undeniable between the two of you and you just wanted to become one with him tonight beneath the light of the moon.

“Yes, Your Highness. I’m all yours,” you whispered. Sejun’s eyes flashed with lust when he heard what you called him. You bit your lip to hold back a smirk. The prince was still a prince at the end of the day.

“I want you so badly,” he growled, hastily ridding himself of his jacket and waistcoat. You moved to begin taking off your dress, but Sejun stopped you. “I love this beautiful dress too much,” he smiled at you. “Although…” he reached out to grab the fabric around your chest and harshly pulled it down so that your breasts spilled out and exposed themselves to him. He moaned at the sight.

Sejun lifted up your dress until he could see your underwear, which you realized must have been soaked by now. From the hum of approval that rumbled from Sejun’s chest, you knew he saw it. He rubbed circles around the wet spot with his thumb and you arched your back at the sensation of finally being touched where you needed it most.

“Please, Your Highness,” you rasped out. “I need more.”

“Mmm, I’ll give you everything you want, my princess,” Sejun purred. He pulled your underwear down, past your legs and threw them somewhere across the room. He lowered his face towards your dripping core. You knew he was just staring at it, and once again you got embarrassed, and as a reflex you wanted to close your legs but they closed around his head, making him chuckle.

“Darling, you mustn’t be so shy,” the prince responded by grabbing ahold of your legs firmly, strongly, and holding them apart. “You are so beautiful. The most beautiful I’ve ever seen,” he licked a stripe up your folds, and you whined in pure pleasure. “And you taste good too,” he muttered before attaching his lips to your pussy, lapping at it like a starved man.

You balled the prince’s sheets in your fists, cries and sighs of ecstasy leaving you like you’d never experienced. Sejun’s tongue worked like magic on your core, giving you long, languid licks at your opening while his lips sucked on your clit gently. It wasn’t long before you released into his mouth with a loud moan, shaking in his vice-like grip, and of course the prince drank it all in.

“Oh my god,” was all you could say, chest heaving, eyes staring blankly at his ornate ceiling, Your entire body was buzzing, trying to process the pleasure the prince had just given you.

“Did you enjoy that, love?” Sejun smirked, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Yes,” you said with a breathy laugh. “So much.”

“Has any other man done that for you before?” he asked plainly, taking you a little by surprise, but the way he was looking at you, his dark eyes wide and expecting, let you know that the prince was genuinely curious.

“No,” you replied. “I’ve never felt so much pleasure from a man’s mouth before, Your Highness.”

“Good,” Sejun said. You watched as he stood up and began removing his pants. You felt arousal pooling between your legs once more. He revealed his hard cock, the sight of it thick, throbbing and leaking enough to make you drool onto his sheets.

Sejun positioned himself between your legs and brought his face to yours. After a sloppy, messy kiss, he growled into your ear: “No man would have ever ravaged your pretty cunt with his cock like this, either,” His filthy words made you mewl. With that, he entered you with a powerful thrust, and both of you moaned at the feeling.

“God, my princess,” he grunted, stilling in you for a moment. “The way you’re wrapped so tightly around me…you feel so damned good.”

“You’re so big, Your Highness,” you cried out. “Please move, I want to feel every inch of you inside me.”

Sejun sank his teeth into your neck as he started to pound into you, the whole bed moving with the force of his thrusts. You were sure people down the hall could hear you moaning, but you didn’t care. The prince slammed into you hard and fast, his hands grabbing your breasts, his breath hot against your ear as he groaned with pleasure.

“Ffffeel… so good,” he panted.

You began to quiver, sensing an orgasm nearing. “I’m close again, Your Highness…your cock is filling me up so good.”

“What a naughty princess,” he bit the shell of your ear. “Bet you want me to ruin you like this every night. We’ll be doing this every night when you become my queen, isn’t that right?” He moaned as he relished in his fantasy, his thrusts quickening. “Every morning too. On the balcony as we look over our kingdom. Isn’t that right, my love?”

His words made you whine. You wanted nothing more than to be Sejun’s queen forever. “Yes, yes, Your Highness,” you gasped. “You can have your way with me anywhere in this palace.”

“Mmm, yyessss,” Sejun groaned, hands now gripping your messy hair, his eyes fixed on your breasts bouncing up and down from the speed at which he was railing you. “I don’t care who sees. I’ll use you anywhere I want. In the courtyard, in the ballroom…” he squeezed his eyes shut as a shiver ran through him. “God, I’m close, princess.”

“Your Highness,” you moaned. “Please. Give me your heir.”

The prince’s eyes flew open, he looked into your eyes, and his were glazed over with something almost feral. You nodded frantically at him, assuring him of what you’d just said. “Let me carry your child. Give me your heir,” you breathed.

“Is that what you want?” Sejun growled, pounding you harder, faster, making your mouth hang open in a silent scream as he continued to spit obscene words at you. “Is that what you want, my filthy princess? To carry a prince for me? You want to be swollen and pregnant with my child? You want to give me an heir? Is that it? You--” he cut himself off with a long, husky groan as he spilled his seed into you, making you reach your high at the same time. You couldn’t even make a sound as you shuddered around him, your pussy pulsing and milking him of everything he had.

Sejun lay with his head on your chest, sweat plastering his midnight locks to his forehead. He was panting, but smiling. “Wow,” he said, making the both of you laugh, your voices laced with post-sex bliss and tiredness. He sat up and rolled over to lie down next to you, then smoothed out your tangled hair, gazing at you lovingly. “You are perfect, my princess.” The prince studied your expression and asked: “Would you really like to be my queen?”

You smiled at him. “Of course, Sejun. Even though we were in a pleasure-filled haze just then, I still meant what I said.”

“So did I,” the prince mumbled.

“Including everything about having your way with me on the balcony and elsewhere in this palace?”

Sejun laughed, and it was musical. “Yes, my love. I swear it.” His gaze shifted to the window, where moonlight still cascaded through. “How lucky I am to fall in love with such a beautiful princess on a moonlit night like this one.”

“Are you going to write a song about it?” You kissed his cheek.

He pursed his lips in thought. “Yes, but that can wait for now. I think I need to finally get a certain princess out of her dress,” he grinned and pounced on you, your squeals of laughter echoing through the palace, which would soon also be yours to call home.

[shinehyuk]

hellooo since requests are open can I request a yandere victon where s/o roll their eyes pls?

VICTON reaction to S/O rolling their eyes at them

‣ Genre : yandere

tw/cw : heavy themes, strong language, obsession, abuse, toxic relationships, violence, murder, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable!

Seungwoo :

· He was going on and on with the same bullshit that you heard tens of times already, how you need to be a good kitten and obey him, blah, blah, blah. You just couldn't help but roll your eyes on impulse

· You'll regret that faster than you can manage to blink – Seungwoo throwing you against the wall, his hand finding a tight grip on your throat

· "What was that, love? I swear to God, you better fucking tell me my eyes were wrong."

· He doesn't accept any of your worthless apologies or the assuring that it won't ever happen again. If you do something wrong, you pay for it

Seungsik :

· He will cock a brow at you, scoffing at your behavior in frustration. You dare roll your eyes at him? Ha. Funny.

· The thing Seungsik hates the most is such attidute; it's one of the many things that make his blood boil.

· "Behavioral lesson one – any attidute you give me will result in one person getting hurt.. badly. Do you still want to roll your pretty eyes at me, my love?"

· Not shockingly, his method seems to have worked quite well, putting you in place so you never showed even a single sign of your deep hate for him

Chan :

· Chan will simply grin at you – you could not make out what emotion was written on his face. Was it anger? Happiness? Hurt?

· He'll take out his phone, confusing you with his odd actions. Should he not make a remark about your attidute? Didn't it irritate him at least a little bit?

· "You haven't seen your friends in a while, have you, darling? Why don't we go pay them a visit? I already texted them."

· You'll quickly agree to his offer, happy about the thought of reuniting with your friends. Unfortunately for you, the nice meeting will end a little bloody; Chan murdering every single one of your friends before your eyes as a punishment for a small, silly little eye roll

Sejun :

· The male will cock a brow and smirk darkly at you, watching how quickly your annoyed and bored expression changes to pure fear

· Oh darling, you've honestly got to be quite daring to do such a brave thing right in front of his eyes

· Best believe that the male will be more than happy to remind you both about the fact that he doesn't tolerate such attitude and how he punishes brats like you

· "My, my, will you ever learn, darling? If you weren't such a little naughty brat I wouldn't have to hurt you – isn't it so easy, hm?"

Hanse :

· You've really got to be bold to straight up show your annoyance to him without even trying to hide it from the male's gaze

· Once you hear his delusional, sickening laugh you'll instantly know that you're done for – oh, you're certainly in for a ride

· Rest assured that once Hanse takes care of your little brattiness, you'll quickly forget all about ever being annoyed

· "Oh, you're not so brave anymore, are you, love? How cute~"

Byungchan :

· The male's eyes would go wide as he pouts at you sadly, anxiety filling him

· Did he do anything to annoy you? Is he too clingy? But he thought that you liked his affection and him showing his love for you, so why are you annoyed?

· "Did I do something to annoy you..? I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to."

· He wouldn't stop sulking and clinging to you until you explained yourself to him

Subin :

· Wanting to mess with the male a bit, you sighed out loud and rolled your eyes as he was explaining to you why you should obey and stay with him

· He'll scoff right back at you, his cold glare instantly making you look down at your feet in shame

· You should know better than try to annoy him with your stupid, useless actions, shouldn't you?

· "Do that shit one more time and I won't bother calmly explaining to you next time. Understand?"

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thank you for requesting! i hope you liked it <3

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None of the gifs are mine!

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[wonwoosthetic]

Hard sejun hour thoughts:

Him fucking you in a particularly good way and saying “you like it rough don’t you” OR SOME COCKY BASTARD SHIT LIKE THAT AND YOU CANT EVEN RESPOND COS YOURE TOO FUCKED OUT, so then he slows down :( to make you tell him how well he’s doing

This wasn’t even a thought anymore it’s a whole scenario🧚‍♀️

Sejun hard hours, BESTIE, YES PLEASE

Thank you for the laid out scenario😂, but let me elaborate :)

Welcome to me and 🧚‍♀️anon being absolute hoes for Sejun literally 24/7 😅😮‍💨

(Look at how fucking smitten he looks😫)

You remember the mirror on the ceiling we talked about? Definitely happening now:

Sejun was on his back, one elbow holding up his upper body slightly, while the hand of the other arm was tangled up in your hair, pulling you back as you were riding him in your reverse cowgirl position.

At first, both of your hands were on his hips, you trying to get somewhat of a rhythm and enjoying the slow, but deep fucking he had started. Your hands slipped onto the mattress though, as soon as he started raising his hips as well, the top of his erection hitting even deeper than before. What you didn't know, was that you were killing him with the slow pace that you were going in and seeing your head thrown back, orgasmic facial expression that he was watching through the mirror, so man had to take things into his own hands as he usually would.

He suddenly SLAMMED his hips up, at the same time as his fingers grasped your hair, pulling your head back to whisper into your ear, "You're fucking killing me, you know that?"

And... of course... of course, you knew. But that's just the person you enjoyed being. A fucking brat :)

Sejun's grip slightly loosened, making you chuckle and sit back up, but the sudden harsh hit of his hips up against yours made you jolt up, a loud, high-pitched gasped leaving your lips - this only made him smile and continue. You couldn't even catch your breath properly, before he yanked you back by your hair, earning him a moan from you. Your hands had found their way to his abdomen, holding onto him there, feeling the muscles of his abs underneath your palm.

"Look up, babe," he told you, making you raise your gaze, meeting his in the mirror, as well as the cocky ass grin that was now on his lips. The share of looks only lasted a second before his cock inside of you, made you shut your eyes again, moan after moan tumbling from your lips.

He knows that this is exactly how you would usually like it. Him, in total control, fucking your soul out of your body while you try to grab onto something, hoping to find some sort of stability to not completely fall apart. And he didn't stop. He never did. The stamina this man has... is... impeccable. Truly, insane.

While you weren't sure if you were even still breathing, just pants, moans, and whines coming from you, Sejun was having the time of his life, watching you through the mirror, cries echoing through the room, knowing fully well that he was the only one to get you like this. He noticed how close you were, feeling your walls starting to clench around him and your whines became louder,

"Fuuuck," dragging out the vocal, only panting, speaking wasn't even possible.

"You like it like that, huh?" He pulled you back, his hand wrapping around your neck, "Right, babe?" Moving his lips across your neck, stopping at your ear, "You've always liked it rough." Lastly just stating the truth because he knew damn well, he wasn't gonna get an answer from you in the state that you were in.

Sejun still needed that sense of satisfaction though. He needed the praise to get him right off the edge. So that mf actually stops.

Only then are you able to start to actually breath, swallowing hard, trying get your mind straight again and your body back into your soul. "Guess who's not gonna cum tonight if she doesn't start using her words?" You felt his lips against your ear, his hot breath making you shudder as well as his twitching dick inside of you, "Your mouth can do other things than just sucking me off," and kissed your jaw right below your lobe.

He slammed his hips up once harshly, making your hands slip and a high-pitched moan leave your mouth.

"FUCK!" You screeched out, "Please, Sejun," your whines only made him chuckle.

"Please what?" His lips leaving soft touches up your neck, his grip slowly tightening.

"Please, fuck me." Another jolt up made you gasp, "Fuck, right there, yeah," and him smile. He started moving again, going slower than before, making you whine,

"Noo," you started moving your hips along again, "Harder, please."

"Oooh, so you do like it rough?" That bastard knew how you liked it, he just needed that confirmation for his ego.

"Yeah," you breathed out, letting yourself fall onto his torso, but that only made him start picking up the pace from before, watching you in your fucked-out stage having to get up again to rest your palms against his abdomen.

Sejun got closer to your ear, letting you listen to his groans, as you watched his cock going in- and out of you at a rapid speed. The words he wanted to hear were long forgotten and he just let himself be pleased with the ones he had gotten from you. Your moans and cries, as well your face, were enough for him to know this wasn't going to last much longer - and he was right.

Only a minute later, your nails dug into his skin, making him hiss in pleasure, feeling you moving your hips, trying to get the best out of your upcoming orgasm.

"I-I-I'm gonna cum," you whined out as quickly as possible, not able to catch enough breath to speak much more, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," throwing your head back against his shoulder.

His hand had already left your neck and was helping him hold up the weight of both you, as he sped up his movements for the last few seconds, knowing that this would get you both off.

With one loud and deep groan, Sejun emptied himself inside of you, making you shudder when you suddenly got hit with your own high. You fell apart, dropping back onto his torso, shuddering under the impact of the orgasm you were experiencing.

Convinced that your head was spinning, you tried holding onto something, which he seemed to notice as he leaned back onto the mattress slowly, intertwining your fingers. He continued moving his hips gently which you copied, riding out every second that was left of your high.

And that was just another night for you. Just like the nights before and the nights that will follow.

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Taking requests for quick “thoughts on”, “mtl”, etc. :)

I have to add this pic bc I literally just found it and I’m OBSESSED:

LIKE, WHAT?!?!?

[cherry-colored-dreamz]

Dear San

I have never been the most skilled with words, even less with letters, but I wanted to write something for you today. You have no idea just how grateful I am to have you in my life, as my boyfriend for a little more than two months now.

I know it is only but a budding relationship for many people, but to me, it means so much more than that. I want to thank you for being by my side, for supporting me when times are hard.There are so many things I could tell you about this, to be honest. They will never be enough.

Please, take care of your health and mind while working so hard to make everyone happy. If you need me, I'll be there the same way you've been there for me.

I love you so much,

Your Sejun

PS: I hope you got the flowers I sent you as well.

My love,

I've been already crying so much today, after we got our 4th win with "BOUNCY," but I might have to cry more because your words are making me so happy, these past few months have been best months of my life and I will do my best to make you happy on future too and be the best boyfriend ever for you, my darling. 🥰

I can say that the feeling is mutual, being with you is making me happy, I can not imagine my life without you, I will always be by your side and I will always support you, no matter what, because you're my everything and more, words are simply not enough to describe how much you mean to me and how much I love you. ♥️

It's been pretty busy and stressful lately, but your letter is making everything better, I'll do my best to take care of my health and my mind, but it won't stop me from calling you at the middle of night just to hear your voice, when you're not here with me because I miss you everyday. ♥️

I love you too so very much,

Your Sannie ♡

P.S

I did get them, thank you, my love ♥️

@frczenpcetry ♡

[lgcsejun]

gig opportunity ( 022 ) ( ivy school club ) endorsement ✧

today on the agenda for things he thought he would never do is modeling and school uniforms at that. of course, sejun knows that modeling comes with the gig of being an idol; he's seen the large photobooks in kpop albums with hundreds of pictures with various concepts, not to mention the magazine covers, commercials, and etcetera. it takes looking good to be successful in any capacity, especially in the entertainment industry.

sejun's first contract has become a youthful take, sporting a blazer and neatly irons pants. his hair has been styled as if he were in a high school drama, along with soft natural makeup to make him look younger than he really is. when he looks in the mirror, he doesn't see the high school sejun, just someone who has come too far in their career as a trainee to quit now. (he would have said the same about law school, if he wasn't so set on producing music one day.)

the uniforms are a lot nicer than the ones he remembers from 5 years ago when he was still in school, tailored to fit his body and wrap neatly around his broad shoulders. even in his 3rd year of high school, sejun was still pretty small, "too skinny" most of his older teachers regularly told him but now, with the thanks of kiha and a set regimented work out routine, he's twice as large. his face has cleared up (thanks to sunhwa) and his voice has reached it's deepest pitch without the need to squeak every other syllable.

it feels weird; the differences between him and his former self. five years ago doesn't seem that long ago but looking back it's like lifetimes. the constant, as sappy as it sounds, is sunhwa and even she's changed. he's watched her become confident, take on a modeling career and star as a character in a kdrama.

he hopes that she will be proud to see him like this, through all the changes, though it's the small loser version of himself that she fell in love with all those years ago. and though his mood has been low lately and he feels somewhat anxious to be in front of the camera, he thinks about all the way he's changed and grown. hopefully, it'll get easier and hopefully he'll stop feeling out of place.