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ithinkilikeit-reactions · 3 years ago

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CIX “You have a nightmare”

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Again another not requested reaction but, I’m down really bad for Yonghee and all of CIX at the moment so I thought maybe everyone could use a little comfort.

BX/Byounggon:

When you decided to spend the night together, normally that would mean you were going to be at your place where you didn’t share a room. Tonight however was different, you had decided to stay over at the dorm and were safely tucked under Byounggon’s arm. You truly had no clue what sparked your nightmare, maybe the change in scenery from your regular sleep schedule but you found yourself shaking and waking up scared.

Byounggon was still deeply asleep, not having felt you move all that much. Seunghun however was still up, watching a show and saw you sit up abruptly. “Are you alright?” He asked, turning his phone screen off becuase your expression was concerning. “Yeah, yeah I just had a nightmare. Sorry to worry you.” You said softly and that was when you felt the movement from next to you.

Byounggon’s arms pulled you back down in the bed and Seunghun started laughing in himself and turn his show back on. “You had a nightmare?” Byounggon asked, tucking some of your hairs behind your ears. You nodded, tucking your face under his chin and appreciating the fact that he was awake afterall. His hands stroked over your back comfortingly as you nestled further into him.

“Next time just wake me up, I want to be able to comfort you.”

Seunghun:

With how much he loved to hold you and hug you, it would have been more surprising if he hadn’t felt that you were having a nightmare. Your body was shaking, you were mumbling in your sleep and the way a deep frown was set on your face as you slept told him enough. Seunghun was incredibly perceptive to these things.

Starting by stroking your hair, Seunghun carefully tried to wake you up. He didn’t want to startle you anymore than you obviously were. Moving his hands from your hair to your cheeks, he squeezed them gently and watched your eyes flutter at the contact. You opened your eyes and blinked, some tears slipping out at the horrible thing your brain had conjured up. Though seeing Seunghun smiling softly at you truly did soothe your soul.

“You were having a nightmare, weren’t you?” His voice was soft and low, still stroking your cheeks. “Yeah, it was so vivid too.” You mumbled, sighing at the mental distress you were in. Seunghun could tell it was still bothering you even though you weren’t in it anymore. Petting your head once more, he rolled you both over. You were now resting on top of him, this small action already being enough to cheer you up.

“What do you want to do to get your mind off of it?”

Yonghee:

You couldn’t help your heavy breathing as you tried to self soothe yourself. You hated waking Yonghee for things like this, taking into account how hard he worked, but you weren’t managing yourself well. Tears were streaming down your face at the trauma your brain had made you witness and you were trying to keep quiet.

Though you weren’t quiet enough, Yonghee waking up panicked to see you sobbing in bed. Being the way he was it took him no 2 seconds to hold your close and stroke your hair. “What’s wrong angel? Why are you crying?” He asked, incredibly worried because this was not a normal occurance and very out of the blue. The fact that he was now comforting you only made the tears stream quicker as you felt you could fully let go.

“I just had this really awful nightmare.” You stuttered, clutching his sleep shirt in your fists. Yonghee had a hard time seeing you cry, couldn’t help tearing up himself but he bit it back. He wanted to comfort you, not make you cry harder. Wiping you tears, he held you to his chest and rocked you softly. Every now and then he kissed your forehead and did so until the tears slowed.

“I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry I can’t do anything else for you.”

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung was just as scared as you when you shot straight up in bed. The action startled him awake, mimicing your position and clutching his chest. He was about to scold you but then he took note of your scared expression and the way your chest heaved.

“Wait what’s wrong?” He asked, mood instantly changing from annoyed to concerned. Shaking your head, you pulled your knees to your chest and sighed. “Had a really bad nightmare. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” You apologized, running your fingers through your hair. Jinyoung wasn’t too good in situations like this, but he knew he could do one thing: hold you.

Wrapping his arms around you tightly, Jinyoung hummed softly. “I’m sorry. What do you need me to do?” He asked, mumbling into your hair slightly. You shook your head, not needing him to do anything just hold you. “Nothing, nothing at all. You being here is enough.” You told him, looking up at him with a sad smile. Your expression broke Jinyoung’s heart and he stifled a pained laugh, not wanting to come across insensitive.

“Are you sure I can’t do anything else, the way you just looked at me broke my heart. I’ll do anything to make you feel better.”

Hyunsuk:

The weight of Hyunsuk on top of you was normally a comfort but now, now it was terrifying. Your nightmare causing your breathing to falter and the boy on top of you sending you into a panic because of it. Waking up, you couldn’t help but instantly push him off of you in stress.

“Woah, woah, did I do something wrong?” He asked groggily, surprised that you were pushing him off of you harshly. He was so incredibly confused, you looked scared and in distress, he couldn’t help but wonder what he did wrong. “No, no you didn’t do anything. I’m sorry.” You choked out, the panic of your dream and the pressure in your chest now truly taking over. “I just had a really bad dream and then the pressure of you on my chest scared me and I woke up.” You explained, tears flowing in not only embarrassment but stress.

Hyunsuk’s expression softened, big puppy eyes now filling with concern. “Wait here, I’ll get you some water.” He said, scrambling out of bed and getting you a glass of water. He handed it to you and joined you in bed as you sipped generously, rubbing your back sweetly. Once you finished, he carefully took the glass from your shaky hands and placed it on his nightstand. It took him no time after that to pull you into his chest, wrapping you in blankets as well.

“When my little brother has nightmares, he punches in his sleep. At least you don’t do that.”

#cix #cix reaction #a&mlibrary #bx #seunghun #yonghee #bae jinyoung #hyunsuk

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yunhohours · 3 years ago

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No see cause I was going to cosplay Wave era sailor outfit for the concert, but that just isn't the vibe anymore. They aren't here for their cutest live ballads they are playing the big boy songs. Now I need to go find a clubbing shirt!

Baejins red hair is killing me though. I copied BX's blue hair and now BJ making me wanna go red like?!?!? It makes me think......

How do you think the boys would react to seeing their s/o die their hair the same color/cosplay a stage outfit/ ect to a show to support them?

They really are coming out with the big guns, bodies included rip us

What about a half and half moment? Half blue, half red. You'd certainly stand out in the crowd and we love that 😌

I think gon would looooove it omg. I think he would be teasing about it. Like taking a photo of you to post in pms to be like "wow they love me so much they had to copy me~~" but he actually thinks it's the cutest ever and can't stop smiling (can he ever tbh)

Seunghun would also love it like are you kidding? Happiest boy in the world. Insisting on taking pictures together. Fake pouting that it looks better on you. kill me actually his pout is the cutest i've ever seen Would probably secretly hope you did it every time going forward.

Yonghee would be different depending on whether it was your hair or your outfit. If you dyed your hair, I feel like he would be so intent on helping you take good care of it. Like he would share all his secrets with you because he doesn't want your hair to suffer for your sweet gesture </3 But if it was just an outfit, you'd probably get the cutest Yonghee ever. Aegyo city.

Baejin would be coolly charmed. He thinks it's a nice gesture but he just kind of smiles at you and admires you silently. He'll compliment you but not too much. It's just his way.

Hyunsuk would be so shy and surprised at first. Like he cannot believe you've done this. He likes it so much but probably doesn't know how to express it the best verbally so he would just be like extra clingy w you :(

#please i love them so much i could cry and this isn't even all that emotional #cix reactions #th: cix

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cocobeanncteez · 4 years ago

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ATEEZ San- Confessions (oneshot)

Genre: Angst, fluff, suggestive, high school au, enemies to lovers au.

Pairing: San x Reader (fem)

Warnings: profanities, alcohol.

On a scale of one to ten, you'd rate your life at your prestigious boarding school a nine.

You loved KQ Academy: a boarding school for the rich, spoiled brats of the country. The teachers were highly experienced and the other staff were really nice. The cafeteria food was great and the vending machines always had your favorite drinks. The bathrooms were clean and the classrooms, laboratories, and other activity rooms were large and spacious. There were three different sports fields, a large swimming pool, and a large athletics field. The dormitories were also really comfortable and overall impressive. Basically, your school was lit.

So why did you rate your great life here a nine? Two words: Choi San.

San was the only person here who got on your nerves. Not only was he a rich, spoiled brat, but he was also the most popular guy at school and the captain of the volleyball team. His pretty face screamed of nothing but trouble... for you.

You don't understand why San doesn't like you; ever since he joined your school in ninth grade, you both never got along despite being in the same friend group. Your friends tried their best to make you both decently talk to each other, but they gave up eventually when it clearly wasn't working; you both always argued about the smallest, stupidest things.

"Should I get another piercing?" Hongjoong asked, opening his strawberry yogurt.

"Where?" Yunho questioned. "Please, not on your ear! Let the poor thing breathe!" You chuckled, glancing at the many piercings on your twin brother's ears.

"I swear Hongjoong hyung is a masochist," Yeosang stated, making Mingi and Wooyoung burst out laughing.

"And he likes exhibitionism," Seonghwa said. Hongjoong rolled his eyes, quietly eating his yogurt; he was used to everyone teasing him.

"Hey guys!" you heard Choi San greet before he took his usual seat beside Wooyoung. You glanced at him, immediately noticing his disheveled hair and swollen lips.

"Oh god, San, who was it now?" Eunhee, Hongjoong's girlfriend, questioned.

"Na Yuri," San said with a smirk. "She took me behind the auditorium. There were no cameras there." You heard Jiwoo mumble a 'not surprise' from beside you, making you chuckle.

"And you managed to get off in less than five minutes?" Wooyoung asked, raising an eyebrow.

San fake gasped in shock. "What! Wooyoung, you know I don't fuck these girls. I've only made out with them."

"What, really?" Jongho asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I haven't slept with anyone other than my ex, Jina," San said, taking a bite of Yeosang's ice cream sandwich, earning a glare from the boy. You were quite surprised at this new information; the entire school thought San fucked a new chick every week. You wondered why he never said anything about it despite all the false claims.

"Y/N," you heard someone call you, catching all your friends' attention. You saw Kim Yonghee approach you with the sweetest smile on his face. He handed you your notebook that you had given him two days ago. "Thank you so much. Your notes really helped."

"You aced your test?"

He smirked. "Of course." He opened his mouth to say something, but one of his friends called him for football practice. "Well, I'll see you in math," he said with a wink before walking away.

"Oh, someone's blushing!" Eunhee teased.

Yunho chuckled. "Wow, Y/N, I wonder what's got you all pink."

"Yonghee is so fucking cute! I kinda want to date him," you squealed, earning a scoff from an unamused San. Yeosang raised an eyebrow at San who only shrugged. "Do you have an issue, San?" you asked, annoyed by his reaction.

"No, why would I?"

"Well, your reaction doesn't seem like it."

"Why would I care about you and that piece of shit?" he spat, looking away.

"You don't even know him!" your voice was raising.

"Here we go again," Yeosang muttered under his breath.

San glared at you. "As if you know about the way he screws around with—"

"So what? I'd rather be with someone like him than with someone like you," you stated in a cold tone. San's face fell, but he immediately put his pokerface on.

Seonghwa sighed. "Can you two stop fighting for once?"

"It's his fault," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

"No, it's yours," San retorted. "You could've ignored me."

You were about to say something, but the bell rang. You glared at San before dragging Wooyoung and Mingi with you to your next class.

A month later, you ended up in an FWB relationship with Kim Yonghee. So far, things were going really well.

You were at Seonghwa and Hongjoong's dorm with everyone. You noticed how San has been really quiet and sulky these past few days. Despite always arguing with him, you felt worried for him. You wanted to ask him if he was all right, but you knew he'd just roll his eyes or make a sarcastic comment.

You nudged Yunho who was sitting beside you. "Is San all right?" you whispered in his ear.

Yunho shook his head. "No, he's not okay. I don't know what happened, and he said he doesn't want to talk about it." You nodded, but you felt like Yunho was lying to you.

"Y/N, how are things going on between you and Yonghee?" Mingi asked.

"Good," you answered with a smile. "He's an absolute gentleman."

"Yeah, I could tell from last night," Eunhee teased, making you choke on nothing in particular, wondering how she found out about you sneaking Yonghee into your suite style dorm. "You're not as sneaky as you think you are, Y/N."

San slammed his can of sprite on the table, startling a few of you. "Sorry, I'm a little tired," he mumbled. "Yunho, I'm going to our room. I'll see you all tomorrow." You noticed Wooyoung and Seonghwa share a glance before Seonghwa nodded.

"I'm heading back as well. Good night guys," Seonghwa said, quickly getting up and following San. There was clearly something up with San and you really wanted to find out.

While you were having lunch with your friends, Yonghee came to your table. He kissed you gently, earning an 'aww' from Eunhee and Jiwoo.

"Hey, hey, hey, no kissing in front of her older brother," Hongjoong said sternly. You rolled your eyes; he was only older by eight minutes.

"Sorry, man," Yonghee chuckled. "Here," he handed you a few sheets. "Seunghun told me to give this to you. It's his part of the assignment you both are working on. He said you can arrange it however you'd like."

"Ah, tell him I said thanks," you said.

"Will do, doll." he kissed your head before leaving.

San witnessed the entire scene and he lost his appetite. He pushed his food around with his spoon, feeling heartbroken.

"Step up your game, bro," Mingi said to San in a low tone so that the others couldn't hear.

"What do you mean?" San questioned.

Mingi rolled his eyes. "We all know you like Y/N. Don't give her up easily."

"Well, she likes Yonghee."

"They're only friends with benefits," Hongjoong said, joining the conversation. "They're just fooling around. I know it might seem like she has feelings for him, but trust me, she doesn't."

San bit his lip anxiously. "But she hates me."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes. "I know my sister well enough to say that she doesn't hate you, Sannie. In fact, she was really hurt 'cause she thinks you hate her. You both should really stop fighting and assuming shit."

"She doesn't hate me?" San asked in surprise.

"No, she doesn't, you idiot," Mingi muttered with a sigh. "Now step up your game, San, before someone else sweeps her off her feet."

You were watching the volleyball team practice for an upcoming inter-school match. San and Yeosang were on the team, so your entire group was here as well, watching them practice 'cause there was nothing else to do.

You had to admit, San was a great captain. He was so sweet to them and hyped them up every time they did well. It was even more fascinating to watch him play. When the team decided to take a break, he approached you, taking his water bottle from where you were sitting.

You couldn't help but check him out in the team uniform. The blue tank top and shorts exposed the muscles on his arms and thighs. He titled his head back, pouring the water into his mouth. You watched his Adam's apple bob with every gulp, and the way a few drops of water rolled down his lips and chin. His jawline looked sharper, and you saw a bead of sweat travelling down the side of his face. San looked undeniably attractive, especially with his new eyebrow piercing and dyed black hair; he already looked so good with his previous brown hair, and now he looked irresistible.

"Y/N, I asked you something," San said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Oh, uh, I'm sorry, what were you saying?" you hoped he didn't notice you checking him out. San and you have surprisingly not had any fights recently, and he wasn't making any comments to piss you off either. You wondered why he suddenly changed his behavior towards you after years of getting on your nerves.

He smirked, pointing to his little red bag. "Could you open my bag and give me the green towel?" You did as he said, unkowingly blushing. San noticed everything, but he didn't say anything about it yet. He wiped the sweat off his face with the towel, suddenly leaning in close to your face. Your eyes darted between his eyes and his lips, and your heartbeat sped up. San reached behind you to take his bag, shoving the towel and his water bottle inside. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, mentally reminding yourself to get your shit together. You glanced at your friends, relieved that they were too busy talking to notice the little scene between you and San; you knew they would tease the shit out of you if they saw what happened.

"Y/N," Yeosang called out. "You're coming for the party tomorrow night, no?"

"Of course," you said, a little confused as to why he suddenly asked. "Jiwoo would kill me if I missed it."

Jiwoo turned her head at the mention of her name. "Damn right, I would," she said with a nod.

Yeosang smirked. "You're coming in my car."

"I have to sit on San's lap?!" you half-yelled at Yeosang.

"Yeah, Yunho is sitting in the front with the Pegasus glass figurine he got for Jiwoo. The painting I got is in the backseat, and our bags are in the trunk. So you don't have a choice."

You bit your lip. "Fine."

You waited outside the car until San and Yunho came from their dorm. You wondered why San wasn't surprised when you told him you had to sit on his lap, but you brushed it off, assuming Yeosang would've told him earlier.

San was dressed in all black: ripped jeans, a leather jacket and a black t-shirt underneath it. You sat on his lap, closing the car door. He looked irresistible and his Chanel perfume made him smell so good, you didn't know how you'd survive the half an hour long car ride to Jiwoo's mansion without him noticing you inhaling his scent like air.

San gently wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him so that you could sit comfortably. Yeosang started driving and you hoped time would go really fast.

Unfortunately, time seemed to be going really slow for you.

San pushed your hair to one side, making you lean back a little so that your back was pressed against his chest. "Sit comfortably, I don't bite," he whispered in your ear.

Yunho was talking about something, but you paid no attention. The only thing you could focus on was San's beautiful voice and laughs while you blankly stared out the window.

San noticed you weren't paying attention. He leaned forward a little, his lips coming in contact with the bare skin of your shoulder, making goosebumps arise on your skin. "Are you cold?" San teased when he saw the goosebumps on your bare thighs; you cursed yourself for wearing a short off-shoulder dress.

"Yeah, I am," you lied. San rubbed his palms together before placing them on your thighs. You gasped softly at his warm touch. He gently rubbed your thighs, trying to warm you up like as if he didn't know why you got goosebumps in the first place.

"We're here, guys," Yeosang announced, pulling up into Jiwoo's mansion that was lit up with a lot of LED lights.

You quickly got out of the car once Yeosang parked, running to hug Jiwoo.

"Happy eighteenth, Jiwoo!"

She chuckled. "Thank you, Y/N!"

"I can't wait to see you drunk!" you said with a giggle, excited that your friend could finally drink. She playfully rolled her eyes, dragging you inside to where half your school was while she told you which room you would be staying in. You were sure there were nearly two hundred people here, but you weren't surprised; Jiwoo's birthday parties were always like this.

"By the way, you're sharing a room with San tonight," Jiwoo said.

Your eyes widened. "What?! Why? Wasn't I supposed to be sleeping in your room?"

"Yeah," she said. "But, um... Yunho might be there and I don't think you'd want to witness us—"

"Okay, okay!" you half-yelled. "Why can't I sleep in Eunhee's room?"

"Ask Hongjoong if he's willing to switch with you," she chuckled and you groaned, knowing very well your twin brother would rather sleep next to his girlfriend than next to his friend.

But maybe he would agree? After all, he's quite protective of you and he wouldn't let you sleep next to a guy.

"Absolutely not," Hongjoong replied when you asked him to switch places with you.

"Joong! How can you let your baby sister sleep with a guy?" you whined.

He shrugged. "I trust San more than any other guy here. Besides, I need some privacy with my girl, you know? The dorms aren't a very great place to—"

You slammed your palm over his mouth, shutting him up. "I get it! I'll just deal with it."

You walked over to the bar, getting a whiskey and coke. You didn't have an issue with sleeping next to San; you just didn't know how you'd control yourself around him, especially after what happened hardly an hour ago.

After Jiwoo cut her huge birthday cake and popped a bottle of Champagne, some people from your grade sat down in one of the rooms to play truth or dare. Wooyoung and Mingi literally begged you to play and of course, you couldn't refuse.

"All right, I'm gonna spin it," Jongho said, spinning an empty beer bottle. It landed on Yeosang. "Truth or dare, hyung?" Jongho asked.

"Truth," he answered.

"I got one!" Seonghwa said, turning to smirk at Yeosang. "Do you like a certain Japanese girl who's in your economics class?" You chuckled, glancing at the Japanese girl who was sitting right across Yeosang.

Yeosang smirked. "Of course I like my girlfriend." Your jaw dropped and so did many other's. You glanced at Mayumi who was clearly blushing; she reminded you so much of Yeosang.

"Kang Yeosang! You sly shit!" Wooyoung yelled, playfully tackling his friend to the ground.

"I knew something was happening between them!" Hongjoong stated with a laugh, making Mayumi turn pinker than she already was.

After a few more rounds, some people left, making the circle of people smaller. Eunhee spun the bottle and it landed on herself.

"Truth or dare?" Mingi asked.

"Truth."

"Is Hongjoong hyung a dom or a sub?" Mingi asked with a smirk.

"Both, but mostly a dom," she answered, unbothered.

"I'm not even surprised," Wooyoung said before spinning the bottle. It landed on you.

"Truth or dare, Y/N?" Wooyoung asked, a smile dancing on his lips.

"I'll go with dare."

Wooyoung grinned mischievously. "I dare you to . . . give San a hickey." You choked on nothing in particular.

"In front of you all?"

"Obviously not!" Hongjoong said in disgust. "I'd rather not witness that."

Your friends cheered for you when you got up and dragged San along with you to the room you both had to share tonight. Your heart raced with every step you took, and when he closed the door, the only sound you could hear was your pounding heartbeat.

San removed his shoes before sitting on the middle of the bed. You took off your heels, getting on the bed as well.

"Where do you want it?" you asked, avoiding eye-contact.

"Below my collarbone or here," he pointed to an area of the left side of his neck. You decided to give it on his neck because you've never given a collarbone hickey, so you didn't want to screw it up and embarrass yourself in front of the man who was currently driving you crazy.

San sat against the headboard of the bed, letting you straddle his lap. You placed a hand at his nape and the other at his shoulder, leaning in to place your lips on his neck. You gently brushed your lips against his skin before kissing around the area for a while. Your hand at his nape moved into his hair, tugging on it. San groaned softly, hands gripping your waist while he tilted his head to give you more access. You started to suck on his skin, making sure you bit him gently and gave him a few little licks. San's hands pushed you down on his growing bulge, making you moan against his skin. You pulled away from his neck, eyes instantly locking with his. You glanced between his eyes and his lips, unknowingly biting your own. San freed your bottom lip with his thumb, running it over your lip.

"I'd like to bite that lip," San said in a low tone. You couldn't control yourself anymore. You crashed your lips onto his and he responded just as eagerly as you. San took your bottom lip in between his teeth, gently pulling and biting on it, making you moan. He smirked, pulling away. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this."

"Don't you hate me?" you asked, shocked by his little confession.

San flipped you onto your back, hovering over you. He pressed his bulge against you. "What do you think?" he whispered, making you blush. "Y/N, you drive me absolutely crazy. I've liked you ever since ninth grade." Your eyes widened; he has liked you ever since he joined your school?!

"But— Then why were you always fighting with me?" you couldn't help but ask, even though right now wasn't a very... appropriate time.

"Remember how I was back then? I was so nerdy and you liked guys who were the complete opposite of that," he said, cupping your cheek. "No matter how hard I tried to get you to like someone like me, it just never worked. You always liked seniors and dated playboys. And then when I started screwing around, you still didn't like me. I guess... I guess that's why I fought with you a lot and it got worse over the years."

"San, you were perfect," you murmured. "I always thought you were way too good for me, that's why I never really bothered." you ran your hand through his hair. "I'm sorry for making you change yourself..."

San shook his head, lying beside you on the bed. "It's not your fault. I was fifteen and stupid, Y/N. Besides, I'm used to being like this now." You bit your lip, not knowing what to say. "Y/N, I hated seeing you with Yonghee. I know you guys aren't dating, but the thought of you with him or with anyone else... I really hate it," he looked like he wanted to say something, but he was hesitating a lot. You cupped his cheek, giving him an encouraging smile.

San took a deep breath. "Um, Y/N, do you... feel the same way about me?" You immediately kissed him as an answer, making him blush and sigh in relief.

"Well, my dare is complete," you murmured, fingers running over the hickey you had given him. You leaned in, placing a soft kiss on it. "How about we continue from where we left off?" you whispered in his ear.

San smirked, pulling you close to his body by your waist. "Mhmm, I'd like that."

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kpop-dungeon · 4 years ago

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REQUEST (Dom!BX & Seunghun x You)

Warning(s): Spit play, spanking, hair pulling, degrading hard and nipple play.

When Y/n planned a movie night with two of her bestest friends that she'd basically grown up with, the girl hadn't expected the night to change so drastically into what it was right now. None of them really did. Maybe it was there all along but they just never noticed. It could be the heat of the moment or sexual frustration. This. This was unexpected and out of the blue but thrilling, triggering the adrenaline of both the males, namely, Seunghun and Byeonggon, as well as Y/n, lighting their bodies up and crazing their horny minds.

The girl had made the first move before she could stop it, kissing Seunghun as he commented on the movie they were watching, the way his lips were moving as he talked pushing her into acting out. She had always caught herself looking at them. The slight pump in the soft looking pretty pink lips he had. As she was seated in the middle, the girl then turned and kissed Byeonggon, almost moaning from how good his luscious plush lips felt.

Both males were caught off guard as they stared at their relatively 'innocent' best friend. Maybe it wouldn't have been so shocking if she hadn't kissed the both of them and just one. Giving each other a look, they looked back down at Y/n who bit her lip, pretending to be interested in the movie as her cheeks blushed. The lingering wetness of her lips instantly making both males instantly hard.

Byeonggon was the first to kiss her, his hands quickly making their way to her body, touching and feeling her all over. None of them spoke, not really knowing what to say. Their bodies did all the talking. Seunghun grabbed a clump of the girl's hair before forcing her away from the other male's lips and kissing her himself, the sudden act of dominance causing her to moan as the other male started to pepper kisses on her neck, Seunghun's hand trailing down to her pussy before squeezing hard.

Y/n let out a whimpery moan, her lips falling open at how good it felt. "P- Please… m- more…" She whispered, in disbelief that she was actually acting out all the thoughts she was recently getting but kept trying to shake off. Moaning loudly when Byeonggon sucked harshly at the sensitive skin of her neck, the girl grabbed Seunghun's other hand, making it touch the hem of her shirt.

"Are you sure?" The male softly questioned as Byeonggon paused momentarily too.

"I trust you. Both of you. Please… take care of me. Like you always have, D- Daddies…" Y/n whispered, calling them by the name she formerly used as a mock. Maybe this was what she needed after a bad breakup. The two males she trusted and probably loved the most fixing her back up.

Seunghun felt a shiver travelling down his cock. Fucking finally. Gripping the fabric of her shirt, he roughly pulled it up and over her head, discarding it somewhere in the living room. "Let go of all your worries now, babygirl." Byeonggon deeply whispered in her ear. "Daddies will take care of you now as you deserve. Like a Princes-"

"No." Sitting on her knees in between them, she faced Seunghun whilst presenting her ass to Byeonngon, getting on all fours slowly. "I want rough. Scold me for being dumb and going out with that guy you told me was shit, p- please…" She was shaking under Seunghun's gaze, lowering her head whilst she felt her pussy leak. "T- Treat me like the dumb whore that I am. Kiss me like you love me b- but… fuck me like you hate me."

"We are glad you finally realised the truth." Seunghun replied, very impressed and turned on by her words and actions. Byeonggon gripped her sweatpants and underwear from behind before pulling them off, not being able to resist temptation and he landed a smack on her peaches, loving how they jiggled. "You're nothing but a dumb little doll, always in need of someone guiding you and telling you what to do. Tsk." The younger male of the two ripped Y/n's bra off, suddenly gripping her arms and forcing her on her knees before slapping her face, gripping her jaw and going in for a kiss.

"But even then you don't listen. Thinking dumb sluts like you can decide what's right for themselves when they can't even see past a person's facade. Tsk." Smacking her ass again and then again, Byeonggon palmed his cock with his other hand. "Brainless little sluts like you should be trained to obey. As they will destroy themselves if not guided on every step of like."

Seunghun chuckled as he pulled back, grazing his fingertips along the skin of her stomach and up her torso before he gripped her nipples, unfazed by the painful moan being produced in the depth of the girl's throat while painfully pinching them. "Dumb slut." Byeonggon chuckled at the name Seunghun called her, gripping her hair before harshly pulling at it and making her tip her head back to look at him upside down.

"But don't worry. Daddies will teach you how to be good. And take care of you." Gripping her chin with his free hand, the male rubbed his crotch against Y/n's bare stinging ass before leaning down after her lips were parted by his hand, gathering a wad of spit and releasing it in a thin string, making it drip down in the youngest's mouth, smacking her when she whined in disgust.

"Bad baby." Seunghun smacked her pussy before gripping her throat, kissing her jaw as Byeonggon continued to feed her his spit. "Take what Daddies are giving you and be grateful, yeah? Don't deny it now after you asked for it."

"You're a nasty slut after all. This is how you're supposed to be treated, my fuckdoll." Byeonggon loosened his grip on her hair as Seunghun started to lick at one of her aching, hardened nipples whilst the other tit was being smacked and tortured. "Aww. Look at how pretty you look like this~" he sweetly singsonged, using both of his hands to spread the spit that surrounded her mouth all over her face. "With Daddy's spit all over that pretty face."

Y/n was crying in pleasure already, her pussy clenching as her scalp burned a little, face wet from Byeonggon's spit spread all over her features, Seunghun taking his sweet time with pinching and biting at her nipples, rubbing some chocolate they had as a snack all over tits before sucking and biting at her skin whilst she felt the oldest male's hard cock rubbing against her ass.

"I- It hurts so good~" she whispered, some of the spit trickling down the sides of her mouth only to receive a smack from Byeonggon whilst she felt Seunghun uncloth his cock.

"Swallow it! You're wasting it!" His stern words made her tremble, quickly swallowing all the spit obediently whilst she felt the other male rub his tip against her folds, making her moan out for more. "Tsk. Look at you, baby. What a fuckslut you are. All naked and wet all over like this for Daddies when they're barely undressed. You love showing us your body, don't you?"

Y/n nodded as Seunghun gripped her knees and pulled her forwards, forcing her on her back so now Byeonggon was above her. "Yes! Yes! I love it! I love it all! Please! I am all yours! Do with me as you desi- AHHH!" Her eyes widened in shock when Seunghun wasn't able to hold back anymore and pushed into her without any preparation, moaning at how wet she was and how tight but welcoming her entrance was.

"Good. That's how it's supposed to be." Seunghun deeply spoke, flicking her nipple as he pulled out before pushing back in, allowing Byeonggon to quickly pull his cock out as well as he pumped it a few times, kneeling above Y/n before tapping his cock against her nose, pushing his balls in her mouth and pinching her nose shut to cut off her breathing, the pleasure all of it provided causing him to moan out loud, throwing his head back.

"Fuck, babydoll." Seunghun moaned as he started thrusting rough and fast up her tight walls, gripping her throat before spitting on her face. "You're so fucking tight. It's like you were saving up for us."

"She probably was. Such a nasty little horny slut." Byeonggon agreed, still pumping his cock and only pulling his fat ball sack out along with other male releasing her throat just in time to allow the girl to breathe in for air loudly, already on the verge of blacking out as she saw stars, the oldest’s slight pubic hair tickling her nose as Seunghun suddenly hit her g-spot, making her cry out loudly which provided Byeonggon the perfect opportunity to shove his cock right down her throat, making her choke and cough loudly against his cock.

"Fuck…" Seunghun whispered as Byeonggon started moaning loudly, both males twitching inside of the girl that was trying to fuck them both the best she could, helplessly holding the younger male's shoulders as the oldest stretched her throat out, gripping her hair from the sides of her head to control her head better.

"Look at you, slut." Seunghun deeply husked as he pushed his balls in, feeling himself close to his orgasm, the sight of Y/n being face fucked mercilessly as Byeonggon moved her head up and down his cock like a toy bringing him even more pleasure. "You look so pretty like this, being all vulnerable under us as we fuck you silly. This is where you belong. That is all that you are. Hyung and I's little cum rag."

"Look at how she expands around you… fuck! Such a filthy little pussy!" Seunghun started cumming up Y/n's womb at Byeonggon's words, fucking his cum deeper and deeper up her core as he bit down on her nipple painfully hard, gripping her throat close around the oldest's cock tightly, it's shape feelable against the palm of his hand.

The oldest bit his lip and moaned when the younger made her throat even tighter, twitching inside of her as he started painting the inside of her throat white, gripping at one of her tits for support, some hair tangled in between his fingers.

Y/n's toes curled up from the intensity of it all, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she groaned against Byeonggon's cock, body weakly moving up and down from the brutality of Seunghun's thrusts before she started squirting loud and messy, seeing stars before eventually blacking out after a heavenly orgasm, the sweat against her skin trying to cool her fucked out body down.

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denim-bias · 2 years ago

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#cix��seunghun #denim #blue jeans #selca #kpop idols #male fashion inspo #white top #bright red hair

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TW: Macabre, Dark comedy, Gothic Romantic elements/style, Interest in death, Interest in murder, Interest in psychopaths, Unconventional family members, Sibling rivalry, Attempts to harm other family members, Mutiny, Summer camp, Serial killer

Welcome to the Librarian’s Suggestions!

In honor of Thanksgiving celebrated in the West, the librarian has two themes to share. Each will have its own post.

Today’s Theme (1 of 2): The Addams Family (Comics, TV Shows, Live-Action Movies, Animated Movie)

Plot: Started as a newspaper comic drawn by Charles Addams about an unusual, quirky family with an interest in all things macabre, the comic strip centered around a family of four with their loyal butler and hand servant. In the 1960s, a live-action TV show was created and the family was given names, while their personalities were developed further. Years later, there were cartoons and movies about this family dressed in dark Gothic fashions who lived in a gloomy mansion, surrounded by darkness and death.

The 1991 live-action film focused on the family reuniting with their estranged uncle, who took a wrong turn in the Bermuda Triangle and is suffering from amnesia. 2 years later, the sequel Addams Family Values introduced the new baby of the family, along with the uncle getting married to a serial killer and the children being shipped off to a preppy summer camp. A failed third film showed the Addams family looking for long-lost relatives in the hope they can find a cure for the elderly members becoming “normal”. The most recent installment showed the quirky family trying to protect their children from the hostile “normal” neighbors, believing that they are doing the right thing.

In all of the content, the family always works to figure a way out of their situations in their own unique way. In the words of the matriarch, “Yes, we will survive. Poison us! Strangle us! Break our bones! We’ll come back for more! And why?”

“Because we’re Addamses!”

Characters

Gomez Addams: The father and head of the Addams family. A suave, devoted husband and father, he is skilled in fencing and darts. Always up for some lighthearted pranks and jokes.

Morticia Addams: The mother of the Addams family. Elegant and mysterious, she is always there to offer support or words of wisdom, with a hint of dark humor or wit. She cares dearly for her husband and family, often steering them on track if they need guidance.

Pugsley Addams: The oldest child of the family. He enjoys stealing traffic and safety signs for his collection, often with the goal of seeing disaster strike when the area has an accident where he’s swiped the sign from. He tends to follow his sister’s ideas without much question, even if it means subjecting him to a game in an electric chair called Is There a God?

Wednesday Addams: The youngest child of the family. (Prior to the film Addams Family Values) She is the brains of the children and often comes up with the schemes, making Pugsley help her with executing them properly. She is often spouting sarcastic or dark one liners to everyone around her, usually looking unimpressed with her surroundings.

Uncle Fester: Gomez’s older brother and the uncle to Pugsley and Wednesday. He is mischievous and often joins Gomez or Pugsley in their pranks and jokes. He is unable to die via electrocution and harbors a talent for making a light bulb light up while in his mouth.

Lurch: The tall, mainly silent butler who communicates through grunts and groans. He waits on the family’s needs without hesitation and does many of the tasks around the house.

Grandmama Addams: Eccentric and enthusiastic, she handles the cooking in the family and offers advice to Morticia when she needs it. Like a typical witch, she knows curses and hexes and can conduct seances.

Joel Glicker: A young boy who attends the same summer camp as Wednesday and Pugsley in Addams Family Values. He suffers from many ailments and hates the outdoors, longing to be home and reading. He bonds with the Addams siblings over a shared hatred of the camp and campers, always trying to aid them in their escape from the camp. Eventually he works with the siblings to overthrow the counselors and snooty It-Girl camper during a politically incorrect play of the first Thanksgiving and shares a goodbye kiss with Wednesday.

Debbie Jellinsky: A serial killer who looks for rich, lonely bachelors, marries them, then kills them on the honeymoon for their money, always making it look like an accident. She goes after Fester, posing as a nanny for Wednesday and Pugsley when the pair try to eliminate their new baby brother in Addams Family Values. However, her attempts to kill off Fester fail each time, due to the nature of the family.

There are other characters that are part of the family like Cousin Itt (a long-haired relative that mumbles), Thing (the disembodied hand servant who aids the family), and Pubert (the new baby in Addams Family Values) but due to some of their appearances/traits, they may not be ideal muses to use.

Possible Plots

Your muse is one of the Addams characters and follows one of the plots from the films.

Your muse crosses paths with one of the Addams characters and either finds common ground, or clashes with them.

Notes

Great for groups or large bands.

Also ideal for a pair of muses who wish to be either Morticia/Gomez, Pugsley/Wednesday, or Wednesday/Joel.

Serial killer, yandere, and obsession themes could be overlaid on these characters and storylines, due to the family’s interest in Victorian and Gothic elements and dark or misunderstood figures in history.

Also could be overlaid with bad boy/bad girl themes, as Wednesday and Pugsley have gotten into situations like vandalism, theft, mutiny, and hijacking in the stories.

Any time period can be placed on these characters and stories.

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#chatbot themes #chatbot library #chatbot concepts #chatbot resource #Addams Family #[tw: murder]#[tw: interest in psychopaths]#[tw: interest in killers]#[tw: macabre]#[tw: dark humor]#[tw: mutiny]#[tw: sibling rivalry]#[tw: attempted murder of family members]#[tw: serial killers]#[tw: gothic/romantic elements]

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kponion · 3 years ago

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please do list all your biases. that stuff is always interesting to me. and i love lists! i know f all about a.c.e members and i can't say i have a bias with so little knowledge but junhee was the one who caught my eye from the beginning. it's an aesthetic thing. i really like doyoung too. i think he might've been the first nct member i ever came across. i watched some of his covers on youtube. he pretty and talented 🥰 random q: tell me your top three nct tracks? from any subunit.

i had to check the oneus and n.flying members from kprofiles to see who your biases are. i adore that cute keonhee gif set you reblogged before awws.

yunho was my first ateez bias! 💕 that didn't last long tho before yeosang came in the picture.

glad to hear you liked the songs. if you figure out what song no lie reminds you of please tell me too. and i thought you might like forget me not for its rockish vibes.

have a fun weekend! it's imitation finale time for me next. i stalked your blog a bit yesterday was it and saw you watched some of imitation too. honestly i started watching it only for ateez and i wouldn't be finishing it without them. jongho (and that blue hair dude he's always with) was the surprising highlight for me in it. wait why am i talking about kdrama now. anyway. until the next one! -☀️🌙

Oh boy, okay here we go (in alphabetical order bc otherwise i'm gonna forget a group):

(and I'm gonna put it below a cut because this got ridiculously long)

a.c.e - junhee astro - mj ateez - yunho bts - namjoon cix - seunghun day6 - jae golden child - y/joochan got7 - jaebum monsta x - minhyuk n.flying - hun nct 127 - doyoung nct dream - renjun oneus - keonhee onewe - dongmyeong onf - e-tion onlyoneof - love pentagon - shinwon (jinho) seventeen - seungkwan stray kids - jisung the boyz - jacob txt - soobin/beomgyu victon - sejun wayv - hendery

whelp, seeing them listed like that i feel like have a kpop problem, hahah. i do listen to and follow a bunch of girl groups too, but not enough to have a bias.

junhee might be the most beautiful man i've ever seen, only rivaled by doyoung. And i love doyoung's covers, he's such a good singer. a.c.e also has some of the best covers i've heard too, you should listen to their cover of youngblood!

Oh, hard question... hm. I think my top three nct tracks would be love me now - nct 127, baby don't stop - nct u, puzzle piece - nct dream, and regular - nct 127 as an honorably mention, hah.

Keonhee is really one of the cutest kpop boys, i adore him so much. And i understand the pull toward yeosang, he's such a lovely and beautiful dork.

Right, imitation is already coming to an end? Maybe it's time i finish watching it too then lol. I only gonna finish it bc of jongho and the blue-haired dude. Yunho might be my bias and i love him but his character is bland as flour... unfortunately.

Hope you had a nice weekend too!

#sorry for the late reply!#ask #summeranonevent #☀️🌙

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livinglifeonpause · 9 months ago

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Build Up - 2vs2

omggggg, Seunghun and his braces. I live. He's the cutest. Why tho? Weren't his teeth fine??

dang, that vanner kid is cute! (V13: Taehwan (30) (Vanner)) ohhhh, i was wondering if they'd disqualify goshhhhh Jeup and his cheek bones are pretty V14: Lim Sanghyun (26) (solo?) gets a point from me for just barging on down there

ohhhhh, Seunghun went up to Neon! okay there baby!!

okay, Hyukjin was ADORABLE when the other kid came down to the bottom

who's that talking to Jeup?? V17: Choi Suhwan (22) (X101) no pass. Jeup do ballad and rock ballad. DONGHAN STEALING HIS MAN!! Jeup really is adorable. so flattered he got 2 2VS2 look at Baekho looking at Seungkwan. Proud Dad 100% OMG WAIT. BOO GETS TO JUDGE JEUP AND SEUNGHAN????? dead. dying. gone.

WTF spoiler. showing all the pairs sitting together. idiot Mnet. V34: Park Jeup (30) (Imfact) 8 > 10 > 8 V17: Choi Suhwan (22) (X101) 3 > 4 > 7 vs V20: Lee Donghun (30) (A.C.E.) 6 > 10 > 8 V4: Sunyoul (27) (UPT10TION) 2 > 2 > 6 - oh shiz! this is gonna be interesting! - Jeup's face when Donghun called him out is EVERYTHINGGGGG and when Jeup gives him knuckles... okay, gotta stop fangirling. - Seunghun bobbing his head along. <3 - I've never seen Jeup do anything remotely rock like this! - okay, SHERLOCK TEAM gets a 9.5 from me. That was really good. - JONGHYUN TEAM - it was boring for me. 6.5 - what is Donghun's outfit?? - ahhhhhh, Boo is a biased judge. I see how it is. - Donghun DO know how to deliver a feeling though. I guess it's cause he CRY SO DAMN MUCH! - Sunyoul is quite a pretty kid though. Like he does have a pretty look.

V1: Seunghun (24) (CIX) 4 > X > 7.5 V33: Neon (23) (nothing) 1 > 10 > 9 vs V23: Yun Inhwan (32) (solo - ENAN) 4 > 2 > 6 (pink sweater) V25: Ma Jaekyung (27) (Romeo) 3 > 4 > 4 (white shirt) - Wendy straight looked at Seunghun and said woooooowwww. 100% do not blame her. man is fine. How tall is he again?? - Seunghun's "let's go!" & nod <3<3 - Seunghun got his tounge out. 10's 10's 10's across the board! - not my favorite song, but I like Seunghun back in R&Bish style. I'd say CRUSH SONG = 7 - seeeeee MC nim loooooves Seunghun too! - honestly, I liked Neon's performance better though - OMG Eungkwang right though! "Did we have him before??" - ROY KIM SONG = 6.5 - okay but, I bet Jaehwan is rough in bed. _ mehhhh, I would choose the other team to win, but what can ya do. V12: Wumuti (24) (Solo?) 8 > 6 > 7 V7: Kang Hayoon (20) (Loud) 7 > 5 > 5 vs V2: Jay Chang (22) (ONEPACT) - 8.5 > 8 > 10 V36: Bitsaeon (28) (M.O.N.T) 5.5 > 3 > 10 - Like, I want Jay Chang to be cute so badly, but I just can't get there! He does have a really pretty side profile though. and he's getting there honest as I get into his personality. - ew. Kang Hayoon, stop with that baby voice in your intro - Wumuti just does toooooo much. - fuck, that 1st note. WHY IS Jay Chang not solo already? Thats so dumb. - and when Bitsaeon hit that falsetto! damn! - when Jay Chang hit that growl voice and Seungkwan made that face? I FELT THAT! - hahahahah Jaehwan - OMG, when Bitsaeon hit that high note! I threw my hands up and my mouth dropped. CHARLIE PUTH SONG gets a 10 from me dawg. - goddamn, I still wish it was Bumzu there instead of Baekho. Like that doesn't even make sense. - HARRY STYLES SONG WS LIKE 6.5 for me - I wanna see Wumuti w/o the contacts and sparkles and pink hair and whiiiiiite ass face - It WASN'T perfect. homie's voice Kang Hayoon was too jarring. I didn't like that - Wumuti talks such a big game then *shocked pikachu face* when he gets good scores. so they still have individual rankings??? confusing. and dumb cause all the kids with a group get the top spots.

V37: Kang Seokhwa (23) (Wei) 7 > 4> 3 (whiteish hair, flat face) V11: Jeon Woong (26) (AB6IX) 3 > 4 >4 (black hair, jacket studs) vs V24: Ji Yeonwoo (??) (nothing) 7.5 > 4> 3 (blue w/ hat) V32: Jeong Yunseo (??) (nothing) 2 > 3> 4 ( i really dont care about any of these kids, but lets go! - goddamn, Jeups pretty, huh? - Ji Yeonwoo is real nasally. and Jeong Yunseo is just boring to me. - bugs me how female idols clap softly with completely straight hands - Kick it. What a dumb song choice. it's boing and does nothing for their voices. - DONT RAPPPPP. this is stupid. - I loooooove how Jaehwan is being a cunty judge though. No fucks. - I'd say BLACKPINK song = 3 and the other also SUJU GUY ONE = 3 - get rid of em all. filler. move on.

- V39: Kim Minseo (21) (nothing) 4 > 4 > 5 (black hair) V3: Bain (22) (JUST B) 9 > 6 > 6 (orange hair) vs V19: Lee Gwangseok (25) (solo) 1 > 4 > 4 ( V16: Kim Seong jeong (24) (nothing) 1 > 3 > 5 ( - first team dressed slick and i like that - Kim Seong jeong was right though! His hair looks dumb that color, but Bain gets a point "for "first of all, it's orange." - Kim Seong jeong is endearing. I just like him - SEUNGKWANS confused face. sooooo cute! - why does Eunkwang wear super pointed collars. they look awful. - that was a pretty song, but i was still bored. Like a 5. - RIVER - i dont really like this song. or how their voices sound in it. It's too big for their voices. but i'll give it like a 6 - omfggggggggggg, they made Jeups frown bigger V10: Lee Geonwoo (22) (JustB) - 2 >2 > 3 (pinky hair) V30: Jung Soomin (19) (Solo) 4 > 7 > 4 (english sleepy one) vs V27: Hong Seongjun (24) (BDC) > 5 ( V18: Kim Seohyung (22) (musicals) 2 > 3 > 5 ( hmm, i messed up somewhere cause who is Hong Seongjun? But if I go back and try to figure it out proper I'll get spoilers!!! - UGHHHHHHHHH ballads omg so borrrrring. URBAN gets like a 4 - cuteeeee bros 4 life. ugh, this isn't my Crush song. bored. 4 -0mg wait, we're still on 2vs2? *SIGH* V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 >5.5 > 5 ( V13: Taehwan (30) (Vanner) 9 > 7 > 6 (handsome boy) vs V5: Lim Junhyeok (30) (Ex-Day6) 1 > 2 > 3 (Day 6 kid) V40: Yeo One (27) (Pentagon) 2 > 2 > 3 (pentagon kid) - general tip. blue contacts look gross - the gays are gaying and fellow gay Boo loves it. - wtf is this song though? it's awful. - and why are these other 2 doing a musical??? omgggggggggggggggggggggggggggg, these are so boring. i dont care about any of these kids. V8: Choi Haram (22) (Musicals) 2 > 6 > 5 (suit, tie) V29: Hwang Inhyeock (25) (Nada) 3 > 6 > 4 (sweater vest) vs V15: Park Juhee (17) (trainee) 1 > 6 > 6 (jeans jacket) V35: Kwon Euibin (24) (Idol Band) 4 > 5 > 4 (purple cardigan) why is the baby cryinggggg? - YASSSSS cunty Jaehwan. I wish he was harsher oh they're clip showing the rest? fuck that. If i'm watching 1, i'm watching them all. you skipped 2? oh bullshit. V22: Hyukjin (30) (100%) 7 > 9 < 6 ( V6: Jeong Inseong (29) (KNK) 5 > 6 > 8 ( vs V31: Jang Intae (26) (nothing) 1 > 5 > 3 ( V9: Lee Minwook (23) (NewKidd) 4 > 5 > 6 X (ricky looking one) - Jeong Inseong has a really pretty tone to his voice. - omfg when Hyukjin said that highest note like "waaaah" i died - ppl really be bold when they try to cover exo V38: Lee Hwanhee (25) (UP10TION) 3 > 5 > 7 (red jacket) V26: Jo Hwanji (28) (Musicals) 3 > 5 > 5 (black jacket) vs V14: Lim Sanghyun (26) (solo?) 5 > 6 > 6 ( V28: Taewoo (26) (solo) 5 > 1 > 1 (smooshed face) I fuck with this kid Lim Sanghyun

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golchaworld · 4 years ago

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Panacea | L.BG (Part II)

➳ pairing: lee byounggon x fem!reader, ft. cix ensemble

➳ genre: organized crime!au, action, occasional fluff

➳ word count: ~2.9k

➳ warnings: cursing, mild violence, mentions of non-descriptive gore, mentions of death/killing, glorification of crime

➳ summary: The plan is always the hardest part.

A/N: This took me forever and a half to write! And the funny thing is this is mostly just filler!! It’s a lot of insight into the members’ and reader’s relationships and tendencies. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

Part One

panacea (noun): a solution or remedy for all difficulties

All of Jinyoung’s plans start out with observations. He becomes hellbent on knowing every single detail, every mechanism and inner working, before making his next move. Jinyoung always likes to hit where it hurts, and he finds observation a crucial factor in that.

It starts with him dropping sticky notes on your desk. Most of them are mundane observations, like the fact that Kim Jaeyong eats lunch at 12:43pm every single day, or the fact that he keeps the temperature warmer in his personal office than the rest of the office.

But eventually, they become more detailed, useful. Jinyoung notes that Kim Jaeyong walks with a slight hitch in his step, leaning over to his right side, likely the result of a hip injury when he was a teenager. Jinyoung also informs you that Kim Jaeyong only keeps one weapon in his office, a Beretta M9, with plenty of ammo in the bottom drawer of his file cabinets.

As the notes pile up day by day, your shredder becomes fuller and fuller. It’s better for all of you to keep them as mental notes anyways.

The six of you don’t get a chance to discuss the notes until the following Friday, piling into Seunghun and Byounggon’s shared apartment as usual. This time, instead of hard liquor and the ever present taste of murder in your mouths, there’s only the bitter taste of determination.

“I don’t know why I needed to know the exact minute that the boss eats lunch, Jinyoung. Why did you even send that to us?” Hyunsuk’s voice is whiny, worn out from using his customer service voice for the entire week.

Jinyoung rolls his eyes, throwing a chicken bone that just barely misses Hyunsuk’s cheek. “It’s so we know when he’s not busy. People are almost always relaxed over a meal. I think that’s our best time to strike.”

Byounggon snorts, chest rumbling under your head. How the two of you ended up cuddled up on the couch while everyone else is sprawled across the floor is beyond you. You imagine it was under the pretense of you being “tired.” All you know is that you definitely don’t mind it.

“What do you mean ‘strike?’”

“Well I mean, we have to kill him. I think that’s pretty obvious.”

Even with the steady tone of Jinyoung’s voice, you know he’s still being cautious. Although Yonghee just looks over at him with big, inquisitive eyes, you imagine it must hurt. It would always hurt to see your best friends plotting to kill your father. It must hurt even more when you’re taking part in such plotting.

“There isn’t another way?” Seunghun’s voice is calm and even, standing strong in the silence of the apartment. “Like can’t we just force him to leave and never come back or something?”

“It’s us or him.”

Yonghee’s voice causes a knot to wrangle its way into your stomach. His words are clear, even though they waver with a hint of fear. There’s something else there, maybe sadness, grief. It mixes in smoothly with the deep tone of Yonghee’s voice.

“If we don’t kill him,” Yonghee explains further. “He will kill us. No hesitation. Killing him is really our only option.”

“And you’re okay with that?” Byounggon asks softly, as if not to frighten a cornered animal.

Emotion swims in the dark irises of Yonghee’s eyes. Having been the “quiet nerdy kid” growing up, Yonghee has never been one to wear his heart on his sleeve. His father had taught him that emotion was weakness, and would always be used against him. It was only around his five best friends did he ever let his walls down.

Yonghee sighs, running a hand through his already messy hair. Somehow, it falls flawlessly back into place. It’s amazing how even under the stress of plotting to kill his father, Yonghee manages to look like a supermodel.

“Even if I’m not okay with it, it’s what we have to do. So let’s stop mulling it over and just do something about it.”

The corner of Jinyoung’s mouth twitches up in a smirk, accompanying the sadism flaring in his eyes. “Then let’s get started.”

. . .

The first thing you notice the next morning is that you’re not in your own bed.

You sit up, quickly take account of your surroundings and rush through the possible places where you could have ended up. All of your clothes are on and intact, which is a good sign. You search the room, panicked, until your eyes land on a familiar picture in a navy blue frame. You sigh in relief; it’s only Byounggon’s room.

The framed picture on the nightstand is quite cute, and you find yourself smiling at the six faces that stare back at you. It was taken at the boardwalk the summer before your senior year of high school. You’re all grinning from ear to ear, each holding various cliche items from cotton candy to plushies won at game stands. Byounggon’s arm is slung around your waist.

You remember that you even loved him then.

The picture has you continuing to smile, even as the room owner enters. Byounggon lacks a shirt, only clad in sweatpants slung low on his hips. Even though it’s his typical Saturday outfit, you find your mouth watering nonetheless.

“Sleep well?” He asks, voice gruff from sleep.

You nod slowly. “Yeah, but when did I fall asleep? Like I remember Jinyoung outlining the plan and then next thing I know, I’m waking up here. I wasn’t even drinking!”

You punctuate your statement with a frown, which causes Byounggon to smile, dimples indenting his rounded cheeks.

“You fell asleep while Jinyoung was talking, genius.” Byounggon takes a seat at the foot of the bed. “Seunghun and I just brought you back here so you could get proper sleep.”

A yawn takes over your features, prompting you to stretch your arms above your head. Byounggon giggles.

“Did you guys finish coming up with a plan?”

Byounggon’s expression sours at the question. He looks down to the sheets of the bed before meeting your eyes. His eyes are hard set, determined, but are also laced with a lingering air of sadness.

“We’re still mulling over some details, but um, Y/N?” He places a hand on top of yours on the cover, curling his fingers around yours. “We’re going to have to kill a lot of people. It’s like we’re going to war. A war against our own.”

You turn your hand over so that you’re palm to palm with Byounggon. In his eyes, there’s still the brooding boy that refused to talk to you when you were introduced at age seven. There’s still the boy who was scared of the monkey bars until he was twelve. But there’s also the man who has killed. A man who has sinned.

You squeeze his hand in comfort. “I know. But you have to remember that as long as the six of us are together, we’ll be alright. We’ll always have each others’ backs.”

Byounggon nods, squeezing your hand back just as tight.

. . .

Jinyoung is the one who warns the group against diving into a plan head first. Ever the planner, he works to create small increments in which the six of you can work to take down Kim Jaeyong. The only downside to his planning is that he feels the need to remind you all of it every waking moment.

The sticky notes don’t stop landing on your desk, this time sporting small messages like ‘we have to make nice with the informants so they trust us,’ and ‘Seunghun agreed to spend more time with the boss to get closer to him.’ It all seems a tad bit extraneous, but nothing is too extra for Jinyoung.

He even goes as far as to call small meetings for the six of you in the middle of the day. All too often you find yourself smushed into a cubicle, speaking in hushed whispers disguised as small talk. The worst is when you all have to pile into the single stall restroom at the end of the main hallway, conspiring and dreaming up a hierarchy of people to take down.

It’s on a random afternoon, however, that your cover is almost blown.

Five of you stand around Hyunsuk at the front desk, casually sipping coffee while you dream up the most discreet ways to dispose of bodies. You’re so caught up in the conversation that you all miss the chime of the elevator, completely ignoring the figures that step out of it until a booming voice rings out around the lobby.

“Who knew that kids these days talk about burning bodies during their coffee break?”

The six of you instantly straighten up your posture, greeting Kim Jaeyong with slight bows. The man sports a greasy smirk at the obvious fear written all over your faces. He has always been giddy at the thought of people respecting him, of people fearing him.

“Yeah, well you know burning bodies is all the rage these days,” Hyunsuk responds with a smile, forever the charmer.

Seunghun nods. “You know Gen Z, all about social media and burning bodies.”

Kim Jaeyong laughs loudly, once again commanding all the attention in the room. “You kids are too funny.” His face suddenly loses all hints of humor, putting up a serious, stoic front. “But we don’t have time to take coffee breaks, whether you’re talking about burning bodies or anything else.”

The six of you nod, practically in unison, making small noises of agreement. Kim Jaeyong seems pretty satisfied at the response, and you think he’s going to leave it at that, especially as he moves towards the office door. However, as soon as he shifts his weight to open the door, he freezes, regarding the group with scrutiny.

“As a matter of fact, the six of you have been congregating a lot lately. Is there something I should know about?”

All of the blood in your body freezes over. You would think you died on the spot if not for the styrofoam cup warming the skin of your hand. For a moment, there’s silence, until a confident voice speaks up.

“It’s the consequence of recruiting six best friends when they were fresh out of college. All we want to do is see each other.” Yonghee smiles as he speaks, proud at the implied dig at his father. “Surely you can understand that right?”

Kim Jaeyong regards his son with a sneer. “I don’t care what you all ‘want’ to do. You’re congregating on my time. Get back to work, now.”

Five of you scramble back to your desks, passing by the father-son duo that seem to be communicating with their eyes. Their gazes are ammo, and none of you want to be caught in the crossfire.

By the time you’re settling back into your cubicle, Yonghee re-enters the office, a triumphant smirk on his face.

. . .

The plan is officially set in motion the following week. It begins from the bottom with its goal being for the six of you to work your way up. It seems easy at first, to take out the small scale informants and then move on to their bosses, and their bosses’ bosses. But the task becomes harder and harder to manage.

You come across your first round of problems as you’re sawing an informant’s body into small pieces, making them easier to be burned when it’s all said and done. You have just separated the man’s lower leg from his thigh when a crackle of static fills the small room you have converted into a morgue of sorts.

“Junhyuk? Are you there?” A staticky voice calls, making you instantly drop your bone saw to the floor.

It falls with a loud clatter, one that’s loud enough to gain the attention of Seunghun, who had been posted outside of the room. He instantly bursts into the morgue, hand on the small pistol in the holster on his waist.

“What happened?” The boy questions, looking around the room for signs of danger.

“You guys didn’t take his walkie?!” You yell, startling Seunghun.

The static crackles again. “Junhyuk? Come in.”

Seunghun just rolls his eyes, finally taking his hand off of his gun. In two short strides, he stands over the collection of body parts, not even flinching when the static fills the room once again. He doesn’t hesitate to reach a hand into the corpse’s bloody back pocket, pulling out an equally bloody walkie talkie.

Seunghun throws the small appliance onto the ground, watching as small pieces splinter off. To seal the deal, he stomps on it a few times, until it no longer spouts staticky commands. You roll your eyes at the show of strength.

“Better? Gosh, I didn’t expect something so miniscule to scare you.” Seunghun jokes, nudging your shoulder with his.

Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes. “When you’re alone in a room with bodies that are supposed to be dead, you don’t exactly expect shit to start talking.”

The smile Seunghun gives you in response is bright and sweet, the kind that’s not marred by any malintent. You wonder if this is how he lures his prey in. With just a flash of his smile, you can imagine that anyone would be putty in his hands. But when you see his smile, however, it just reminds you of the chubby little boy who greeted you and your mother when you moved in across the street.

To this day, he always greets your mother like she’s his own, molding a space into your family. And after years of friendship, he practically is a brother to you. From playing on the swingsets when you were in third grade to studying for college entrance exams when you were in eleventh, Seunghun has always been a part of your life.

The last thing you expected, however, was for him to ever be flashing you his smile in front of a half dismembered body. But you guess things change.

“Well before you lost it over a walkie talkie,” Seunghun chuckles. “Jinyoung said he and Byounggon were going to take down another informant. Somebody who does outreach to the suppliers? I don’t know.”

“Clearly, I need some time before then.” You motion to the body behind you. “You guys can’t just be piling up bodies in my morgue.”

The tall boy shrugs before making a move towards the door. “Bring it up with Jinyoung...or better yet, bring it up with Byounggon.”

Seunghun shoots you an obnoxious wink over his shoulder. You can only manage a few curses at his retreating form before he exits the room, taking his post at the door once again. When you turn back to the body on the table, you meet its cold, dead eyes.

You scoff. “Don’t look at me like that.”

. . .

It’s a little after noon on a Wednesday when Byounggon meets you inside of the morgue. Your breath catches in your throat once you catch sight of him. His blazer hugs his shoulders perfectly, cinching in just the right amount at the waist. Byounggon in a suit should be illegal.

“Why is it always so cold in here?” The man whines, crossing his arms over his chest to preserve warmth.

“You know why it’s cold in here,” you roll your eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic.”

Byounggon’s eyebrows raise before he chuckles. “What’s got you so upset?”

You sigh, finally putting down the pliers you had been using to remove fingers from a dead hand. The urge to run your hands through your hair overtakes you, but you fight to suppress it, hands smelling like formaldehyde and drained blood.

Byounggon’s still looking at you expectantly as a moment of silence passes. He knows not to push, content with waiting for you to open up on your own. It’s something he learned the hard way. Pushing you too hard once in the 9th grade led to such a nasty black eye that he had to wear sunglasses for two weeks.

“This is just a lot,” you finally murmur. “How are we going to take everyone out without Kim Jaeyong noticing? He already noticed we’ve been congregating a lot.”

A smile graces Byounggon’s face, deep dimples indenting his cheeks. He crosses the small room quickly, pulling you into a tight hug. You can’t help but sigh, feeling all of the tension leave your body at the feeling of your best friend’s arms wrapped around you. You sigh again once Byounggon begins to rock you both back and forth.

“Worrying doesn’t look good on you, you know.”

The comment makes you chuckle, the sound nothing more than vibrations in your chest.

“Leave the worrying to Jinyoung,” Byounggon continues. “His stupidly pretty face can handle it.”

Once again, you laugh, emitting a short huff that gets trapped in the space between your face and Byounggon’s chest. He’s warm, a sharp contrast from the chill of the room.

“Yonghee’s got the system hacked so that it looks like the informants are still up and running. He’ll do the same as people go higher and higher up. He’s cancelled all large body meetings for the next month.”

“Oh shit.”

Now it’s Byounggon’s turn to chuckle. “Yeah, oh shit is right. We have this on lock, Y/N. There’s nothing you need to worry about.”

You nod in response, taking the opportunity to muzzle further into your friend’s hold. His heartbeat is strong and steady under your ear, felt through the quality fabric of his crisp white dress shirt. His hands trace circles into your back, slightly displacing the cloth of your white lab coat.

The two of you continue to rock back and forth, paying the smell of formaldehyde no mind as you get lost in the warmth of each other.

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