#seunghyub fic

[slytherinshua]

REALLY? IN A CAFE?

genre. fluff. warnings. seunghyub is so down bad. pairing. seunghyub x fem!reader. wc. 644. request. requested by @blue-jisungs for the 1500 follower event here!! a/n. so this went a little longer than it was supposed to WHOOPS but likeeee i got so excited to be writing for seunghyub and just n.flying in general I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ITS DEVASTATING?? also i rly love how this turned out

As Seunghyub watched you order, eyes practically sparkling with joy at the thought of eating, there was only one thought that crossed his mind. Well, not really crossed, more like trampled and stomped and plagued like some sort of disease. But it wasn’t unwelcome— or maybe it was, since the nervousness and butterflies and embarrassing heat that crept up to his ears were all side effects of it.

He wants to marry you.

He didn't just want to, he needed to. He’s planned the proposal about a million or more times in his head and even wrote down some bad cheesy speeches about how much he loves you and how he wouldn’t be able to live without you. At this point, the only thing stopping him is his own nerves. He knew he would stumble over his words and probably cry. Just the thought of going down on one knee and asking you that question had his heart racing uncomfortably in his chest.

“—and one caramel latte. That’s all!” You turned back to Seunghyub and he had to avert his gaze to the window before you could notice how much he had been staring. But as soon as he heard giggles escape from your mouth, he knew he’d been caught.

“Baby, your ears are so red!” 

You pointing it out was enough to make him shrink a little in his chair out of embarrassment, and not just his ears, but his entire face coloured a deeper shade of crimson.

Worst of all, he noticed that you had gotten up from your chair and walked over to him. Your hands cupped his cheek, and before he could even ask you anything, you’d placed a kiss on his nose. You pulled away just to press another one to his forehead amidst light laughter.

He almost felt like he couldn’t breathe. He was so unbelievably in love with you that it was slowly driving him insane— and all he could imagine in that moment is you delivering those same kisses but with a ring on your finger. He could imagine waking up next to you and being able to call you his wife. He knew that you would adore calling him your husband just as much as he would go crazy over hearing you say it.

Everything felt so light in the seconds after you kissed his face. The nervousness went away, and so did the racing of his heart. Even the weight of the ring box in his back pocket didn’t feel heavy anymore. 

Seunghyub knew it wasn’t the best moment to do it. He knew he also might regret it later— not that he had been planning anything big, but just that doing it in a small cafe wasn’t the most private of places.

But he simply couldn’t wait any longer. Every single cell in his body was buzzing, and before his brain could think better of it, he was pulling the ring box out from his back pocket and letting the 4 words slip from his mouth as you still cupped his face.

You were shocked to say the least when one second you were cooing over your boyfriend’s blushy face and the next second he was asking you to marry him. You weren’t quite sure what spurred him on, not that you cared in the moment. You were agreeing without hesitation as soon as you heard the question, elation filling up your entire body.

You would have prodded him about why he chose to propose at that moment, but as soon as he had finished slipping the ring on your finger and pressing his lips to yours, the food you had ordered was ready. You had no choice but to slide back to your seat, tossing your fiancé a look that he knew meant he would definitely be getting some questions about this later.

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[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU’VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND SEUNGHYUB

please don’t repost, requests open!

[hyunnieshannie]

Be a good girl.

Group: N.Flying Pairing: Seunghyub x Female!Reader Word Count: 1,972 Content/Warnings: SoftDom!Seunghyub Sub!Reader Sexual Content, mentions of choking, mentions of alcohol, harsh words. (anything else I may have missed please let me know to be added)

A/N: Requested piece.

Laughter, the entire room is full of laughter. You’re silently enjoying the atmosphere of the company party. You don’t typically enjoy outings with a large amount of people. But for some reason this one was alright, maybe it was because you knew you had no obligation to be there and could leave at any time without feeling bad, maybe it’s because you had an excuse to speak to your very attractive coworker but either way you were enjoying it. The chatter started to die down and your boss went to make an announcement on the small stage the bar had set up for the live band. “So as you know,” he starts off, “the company has been doing fantastically this year!” Your coworkers cheer, “so good job to marketing for everything they’ve done, with the new strategies Y/N suggested we’ve seen sales almost triple!” you jokingly bow to your coworkers as they clap. Before you were hired in, the company struggled to make their sales. When you joined the marketing team you made a few suggestions and boom. Suddenly you were getting high praises from your manager, and soon enough you were rewarded with multiple promotions and landed a secure spot as the head of marketing by the end of your first year. After he finished his announcement he heads off stage and the music continues playing. After a few more drinks of liquid courage you found yourself making your way to your favorite coworker.

“Seunghyub” you say boldly, he was standing at the bar alone sipping at his drink smiling at the people dancing awkwardly around him. His tall well built frame leaning back against the bar, he was dressed in his suit from work as if he’d just come from there with no time to head home to change. You loved seeing him come to work everyday with a sharp black three piece suit. He smiles at you as you walk up to him,

“Ah Y/N just the person I wanted to see,” he says, you blush at the comment but quickly take a sip from your drink to disguise it as a wine blush.

“You did now? I wonder why” you say smugly, the two of you have always joked around to the point where coworkers would tell you to just get a room and get it over with already, but both of you always denied that you even meant it like that. ‘He’s just a flirtatious person,’ you had explained to another coworker who retorted with ‘so why isn’t he like that with me?’ And that’s when your crush began. Realizing he truly was only like that with you. He runs his hand through his long dark hair, the silver rings which adorned his fingers caught your eyes. Fuck. You thought to yourself as your attention is still drawn to his hands.

“Why wouldn’t I?” He laughs, “And before you hop on me,” don’t mind If I do, you joke internally, “yes. I finished figuring out the numbers for the next marketing project” he winks, and the two of you laugh together as you settle beside him leaning against the bar. There’s a comfortable silence between the two of but you can feel his eyes on you, you dare not look up at him in case he averts his gaze. Nor do you want to get caught staring at him. “Hey,” he says softly, “I’m getting bored.”

“Heading home then?” You try to hide your disappointment you wanted to spend more time with him,

“I think so, but uh.” He pauses trying to find the proper words to say to you, “did you, need a ride home?”

“What?” You ask,

“Well you’ve been drinking and I’d prefer to drive you then to let you drive home drunk. Or get into a cab with a stranger” he says, you look up at him, his face shows that hes still thinking of something else he wants to say.

“Sure” you smile, at least you’d be able to spend a few more minutes with him. You grab your things say your goodbyes and the two of you head out. Hopping into the passenger seat as he inputs your address into his GPS system. The two of you ride with music playing he jokingly sings along to his favorite songs in attempt to make you laugh. It works. And by the time you reach your house you’ve laughed so hard your stomach hurts. Spending time with Seunghyub has always been such a pleasure you wish you could do it more often outside of work. He parks in the drive way and you turn to thank him. But he says nothing. Just stares deeply at you.

“Hey uh, y/n”

“Hm?” You say as you collect your things

“Fuck.” He mutters, before turning the key shutting off the car, “I’m sorry.” He says, but before you could ask what he could possibly be sorry for he presses his lips directly against yours, you don’t pull back as he’d expected you to but instead you tilt your head to deepen the kiss, and before you know it you’re being walked back into your house, his lips never leaving yours, you fumbled your keys struggling to open the door. He kisses you hungrily like he’d never get the chance to again. You finally get the door open and he can’t hold himself back, picking you up and wrapping your legs around him, he kicks the door closed as he walks you to your room, throwing you down on your bed as you look up at him, “fuck y/n… you don’t understand how long I’ve waited to do that…” he leans down hovering over you holding himself up with his hands as he dips in for another kiss, biting at your bottom lip, slowly moving his kisses away from your lips and trailing them down your jaw and neck, he feels your body tense up and he kisses you, and comes back up. “We can stop if you don’t want t-“

“Please…” you look at him with such desperation and a switch within him flips. He attacks your neck, biting and leaving marks all over you as if you claim you. In such visible places like he wants to show off to the world that you were his property.

“Fuck Y/N”,he groans as he begins to push your dress up above your hips, making his way between your thighs and placing light kisses on the inner most sensitive parts of them, pushing your underwear to the side and looking right back up at you “all this and it’s just from kissing?” He smirks, “I can’t fucking wait to see what you’re like when I’m inside you” your body reacts to those words, as he dives into you. Licking you, while he pushed two fingers into you. You lightly gasp at the action which boosts his ego for a moment, he sucks your clit while you reach for his hair lightly tugging at it causing him to grunt into you sending the vibrations up your body, he hooks his fingers and your legs act on their own trying to shut themselves and all he can do is smirk into you. He knows he’s driving you mad and plans to make it worse. He pulls his fingers out, and climbs back on top of you, “you’re going to be a good girl for me tonight,” he says before shoving his fingers in your mouth, you suck on them as he watches you intently, “how can anyone be this hot.” He says before leaning down and kissing you, tasting you on your own lips, you could say the same thing about him.

You reach down, and fiddle with the button on his pants, tugging down at them releasing his already hard member from the restricting confines of his boxers. You push him gently, and he obeys your command, laying back on your bed as you make your way down on him, lightly giving him kitten licks on the tip, before taking it fully into your mouth. He throws his head back, and grabs a fistful of your hair, he doesn’t push you down and allows you to work your way down on your own, sucking on him as he groans from the pleasure of the feeling of your mouth on him. To him at this moment nothing is more perfect than the sight of you expertly sucking on his dick, if he could he’d take a picture of it and carry it on him everywhere he would. But for now he’s happily engrained it into his mind. But that’s enough. He can’t handle it anymore. He needs you. He needs to be inside you. He forces you up and pulls you up into a harsh kiss throwing you on to your back before pulling away to catch his breath. “Do you have any idea as to what you do to me?” He says, you whimper a bit as he slowly rubs your clit with his fingers, “all this time you didn’t fucking notice. All this time, I was left alone and wanting you. Every-time I saw you at work all I could think about was taking you on my desk,” you whimper at his words, and he smirks, “did you have those same thoughts? Did you also wonder what it would be like if I had thrown you up against the wall of my office? If I had just fucked you right on the table with the chance of one of the others walking in? God how pretty you’d look with me in you as someone walks in, would you have hid or shown off just how perfect you’d look sprawled across my desk?” You can’t take it anymore all you want is for him to be in you, your body twitches and he laughs, “that’s right baby girl. Beg for me.”

“Please…” he inserts his fingers again, “fuck. Just fuck me. Use me. Please” you beg. He smirks and happily does so, removing his fingers and harshly pushing himself into you. There’s no time for you to adjust to him stretching you, as he thrusts harshly into you; you both of you moan loudly as he continues on. He reaches for your throat, and squeezes lightly, you whimper at the action and it sets him off. Seeing you so submissive to him, now THIS is the most perfect image of you. He thrusts hard into you, making you clench around him, he holds himself back as he feels his high approach, making sure you get yours before he does,

“You’re so perfect.” He pants “A perfect little slut. Made just for me” you can feel the knot in your stomach forming fast, and by the way you dig your nails into his back, he can tell you’re about to burst. He continues at his pace, lifting himself a bit higher to reach your deepest parts, his high approaching faster than he’d like but he knows in just a few moments you’ll be a whimpering mess beneath him. One final push into you and your nails dig into him hard, he kisses you thrusting faster chasing his own high. As you melt into him, whimpering from the overstimulation as he finally lets go groaning as he fills you, the feeling of his warmth inside you is oddly pleasing to you as it’s the first time

You’ve let anyone do so. He falls beside you bringing you close into his chest. Just holding you there

“Fuck.” He says trying to catch his breath, “I’ve waited way too long for that” he strokes your hair the two of you clearly fucked out and tired,

“So have I.” You said, he kisses the top of your head, lightly. “This isn’t gonna make thins weird at work right…”

“Never, baby.” He sighs, he kisses you gently again, “you’re mine.”

“Am I?” You laugh,

“Yes. And I’m yours.”

[hyubcore]

[10:03pm]

your shoulders are tense with pain, your back feels numb from carrying the weight of the day along with you for the past several hours. you sigh deeply as your body falls onto the bed, and you try your best to just close your eyes, quiet your mind, and relax.

seunghyub notices you immediately go to the bedroom, which is always code for you had a rough day. you don't turn around to meet his presence, which tells him even more what you had been feeling.

the past several weeks had been hard on you; work, school, relationships, and feelings of homesickness and overwhelming nostalgia had been weighing you down. your life hadn't been so hectic before, and on top of all the usual things, it seemed as though you were alone in the world, despite having someone as wonderful as seunghyub.

as he crawled up behind you to cuddle you, you thought to yourself, i don't deserve him. how can i feel so alone, yet have such wonderful people around me? especially him?

you grab his hand as he throws his arm over your body.

"i love you," he says. he knows not to ask you questions when you're feeling down like this. "you're strong, and i'm so proud of you for getting through today. the world needs you. i need you."

you smile to yourself and kiss his knuckles.

[kbandtrash]

N.Flying at the Amusement Park

~Rachel~

Went to lagoon last week and I was. inspired

Masterlist

Seunghyub

Warms up throughout the day and cools off at the end

Likes to start with the more cutesy easy rides and build up to the roller coasters as the day goes on

And then goes back and redoes the ones he liked the most

But at the end of the day he’s all about the slow classic rides

He’ll hold hands with you in line even when it’s hot outside

He kinda looks at the other people in line and has to make sure they know you’re an item

He’ll sneak kisses on rides when he’s sure no one else can see

And at the top of roller coasters before you fall

He prefers mid to back of the trains so really he’ll kiss you and then you drop

He’s not necessarily afraid of bigger coasters he just has to give himself time to work up to them

He’s the type to look around at the top of the Ferris wheel and take pictures

And then when you say “wow the view is gorgeous!”

He looks at you and says “yeah it is”

And then he’ll kiss you again

After the sunset Ferris wheel he will occasionally go back and do coasters again because lines are short

Or whatever you want to do because he’s pretty okay with being dragged around too

Hun

There for the vibes

Will go on roller coasters but you kinda have to bribe him

More about people watching and face paint than adrenaline

He likes some of the chill ground rides like swings and stuff

But roller coasters definitely aren’t his first choice

You go and get cat whiskers and then cotton candy and ice cream and you walk around 

Just kinda admiring the sights and sounds until you finish your treats

Then like Ferris wheel, big swing ride, tilt-a-whirl, bumper cars

The biggest ride he’ll volunteer for is the boat swinging thing

You can talk him into roller coasters and those like you’re attached to a seat and flung around like a ragdoll things idk

But honestly he doesn’t really like them especially the flingy rides

He also really doesn’t like rides where you get wet but if it’s really hot outside he might be up for it just to cool off

The only rides he refuses to go on are the rise and drop ones

Hate is not a strong enough word

But he does like to take pictures after more intense rides just to see how funny his hair looks

And to remember that he spent a fun day with you doing things outside of his normal comfort zone

Jaehyun

Screams

Every single ride he screams bloody murder

Unironically

It’s his idea to get on in the first place

In line he’s like getting anxious bouncing up and down wringing his hands

Like “oh man I don’t know this is kinda scary are you sure it’s safe????”

And then you get on and he almost shatters your eardrums

And then you get off his legs are all shaky

You ask “hey are you okay like was that too much”

He just turns to you and says cool as a cucumber

“Yes come on”

“Let’s do it again”

And so the cycle repeats

Like maybe the chiller rides he’s not screaming necessarily but you know this man he opens his mouth and a lot of sound comes out

One of those swingy spinny rides “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THIS IS SO FUUUUN”

Something unexpected though is he loooves hyping up little kids going on rides they’re barely tall enough for

High fives all around “you’re so brave!!! Wow you must be so cool if you want to do this roller coaster”

And then when everyone gets off after Jaehyun was screaming the whole time the kids just laugh at him but he just plays it off like “oh you’re much braver than I am”

He winks at you like there’s some inside joke you’re in on

Like boy I’ve been with you all day don’t act like you’re pretending here

Hweseung

If he doesn’t almost pee his pants is it even worth it??

Did he even have fun if he didn’t almost throw up???

The whole point of the amusement park is the adrenaline rush

Giggles like a madman instead of screaming

He actually hates the dropping feeling in his stomach but he has convinced himself that he loves it

He’s gotta sit at the back of the coaster or else the suspense of waiting for the drop kinda kills him

The part he actually does like is the g-force pressing him down into the seat

But this weird little adrenaline junkie has managed to convince himself that the dropping feeling is the best part

It’s kinda cute though he always holds your hand when you’re going down

As you get to the top it’s like clockwork

Like lightning his hand reaches over to your lap bar and he’s squeezing like your hand is the thing keeping him in his seat

Also he doesn’t like really scream because his vocal cords but he does make this really funny “YEEEEEEEEE” sound

And when you get off he’s all bouncy excited like “oh man that was awesome let’s do another one!!!”

Still holding your hand because sometimes he forgets and sometimes (always) he just likes holding your hand

Dongsung

Very content to be dragged around and do whatever you want to do

He is suspiciously good at finding cameras on roller coasters (if there are any)

And he warns you so you can do something ridiculous together

Or he doesn’t warn you and you end up with a picture of you in your natural habitat with him making a stupid face or looking like a bored statue

He likes getting little souvenir trinkets so he has something besides pictures to bring back memories later

Usually gets them in matching pairs for couple items

Or sometimes it’s just a gift for you

Or a little thing for himself

He does not like spending any other extra money though

All the carnival games or the pay-extra rides are a waste to him

He gets grouchy over park food prices too

(Which is totally reasonable)

So he is not wont to buying ice cream or cotton candy or anything outside of sustenance

He also says eating in the park is a waste of time because you paid to get in to go on rides not to pay more and sit around eating

He is quite serious about sunscreen though he does not want either of you burning and having a miserable time the next day

He wants to leave with no regrets

Masterlist once again

[chanyouchan]

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[lemonietrinket]

My Finale ||| Dowoon x Reader

Summary: Dowoon decided it was time to ask the question. Genre: Fluff fluff Warning(s): Lots of very happy tears idek Word Count: 1524 Theme Song: Finale - Day6 AN: I would normally use romanized versions of foreign lyrics, but I read the English translations and found them really sweet so I used them instead. Hope it’s all ok! Also if someone proposes to me and this song doesn’t at least play in the background, I am not marrying them end of story

A Christmas present for @seunghyub-dowoon I hope you like it! Merry Christmas! 

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The room was aglow with golden fairy lights that shimmered like fireflies, dancing around the columns and accents of the room. The polite chatter and soft music had faded far into the distance as in the corner of the room, glinting just to the side of the face of the love of your life, you spotted four familiar figures.

Carrying only two acoustic guitars, they were all dressed smartly, clean cut in tuxedos as the restaurant’s dress code required, and your heart swelled as the uplifting guitar chords began of your favourite song of theirs.

“So, babe, please be my finale...” Younghyun’s voice lulled over the room, ushering some of the clientele into appreciative quiet.

You weren’t sure why they were here, but you did not spare it much more thought, as Dowoon cleared his throat. “Love...”

You immediately brought your eyes back to him, meeting his puppy-eyed gaze. Sweeping across his cheeks, curved in a gentle yet sheepish smile, his ears flushed in the ethereal light, as his lips streaked with concentration parted to whisper what he was so determined to say, you couldn’t help but feel blessed.

“Yes?” you encouraged quietly, leaning over the table to offer assistance. As well as so you could get an even closer look at your boyfriend.

You’d been dating for such a long time now, the two of you had been through thick and thin, both the roughest and clearest waters. You’d been there to hold him, to nurture his wounds until he healed. He’d seen your storms, and he’d been the one to calm them. 

You’d become each others’ home, and, long ago, you’d decided that a life without Dowoon was not a life at all.

Sungjin’s voice rose from the stage, a pride evident in his performance, “That smile of yours let me know, what I’ve been looking for all this time.”

“That you’re exactly the place I’ve been searching for...” Wonpil flourished, his delicate notes earning a gasp from the table behind you.

You were glad it was rather quiet, because Dowoon’s voice was barely above a whisper, as some sudden nerves overcame him. “I have something to ask...”

“I asked my heart again and again,” Jae hummed, his guitar lulling, “locking eyes with you again and again, finally I’m convinced now...!”

“Well,” you chuckled, taking up a napkin between your fingers and brushing a tiny crumb from the corner of his mouth, “go ahead!”

His ears reddened significantly, if that were even possible, fingers wringing ever so slightly below the table, as Younghyun sang, “So, babe, please be my finale.”

You almost noticed the slight falter in his voice over the speakers, but you were too focused on Dowoon’s anxious stare, as his eyes flitted between his lap and back to you.

“You ok, baby?” you enquired softly. “Do you want to leave? It’s not too crowded in here, but it’s ok if you feel overwhelmed.”

“If you let me I can love you till the end...!”

He shook his head diligently.

“So stay with me—don’t go anywhere...!”

The long note was broken somewhat as the guitars stopped.

Confused, you pulled your sight away from him and to Dowoon’s bandmates. All of their eyes were focused upon the two of you. 

Glancing to the side bemusedly, you saw that the guests around you were all looking at the two of you as well, rather expectantly.

It was then that you recognised one or two of their features, in the dark. One person was definitely one of their managers, Another, a stylist who became a close friend of yours after helping Sungjin shave his hair. Memories hit you briefly as you noted her face, caught in astonished anticipation, remembering the times that she’d fought for what the members had wanted, rather than the company.

On the table just in front of you two, a figure turned. You weren’t expecting to see Dowoon’s mother here.

Before you could question any further, your boyfriend’s hands appeared from beneath the table, holding a microphone in a white-knuckled grip.

“Stumbling over and over...” he began, words and tone shaky. He paused, clearing his throat as he made eye contact with you.

It seemed to fill him with a new determination, as he persisted, gracing the room with the deep velvet of his voice. “Now, I’ve finally reached you.”

You waited for Jae to pick up his words, but he didn’t, his microphone remaining by his side.

It was Dowoon’s melody that resonated within your soul. “I want to spend my future walking together with you. Baby you are where I wanna be...”

As his voice trailed off, you felt your heart melt in pride, but you weren’t expecting him to continue.

He no longer sang, and instead only spoke, taking the lyrics and making them more of his own. “Love, I believe that you are the best happy ending, for me. You will be—without a doubt—my last love story, so,” he hesitated, fingers unlacing from the microphone as a single hand reached below the table again, “so, love, please be my finale...”

A small box was retrieved, and placed in the centre of the table. Royal blue and veiled in velvet, it sat proudly in front of your shocked, stagnating mind, and simmered your thoughts into nothing but mush.

Dowoon discarded the microphone to an extended hand to his side, as he unclipped the box, revealing the promise inside.

Delicate, entwined silver threads that knotted into a nest for a pure jewel. Bright and vibrant, it reflected the fireflies above you, that seemed to immediately spin into life, crowning the two of you in celestial light. 

“...and marry me?”

Your words swam, weak and unintelligible in the gasps and whoops of sheer excitement. You didn’t know if you were already crying before you nodded, but they dripped from your jaw and clouded your vision from seeing his reaction at first.

You tried to dab at your eyes as carefully as possible with your shaking hands, to see his smile beaming in his halo, eyes taking in the sight of you.

He exhaled in laughter and relief, as the cheers erupted around the room, whilst he gently removed the ring from the box. 

You gave your hand to him as soon as you saw him move, trying to still your fingers quivering as well as your lips.

The chilled silver slipped over your skin as smoothly as silk, and you brought your free hand to your mouth as soon as a sob broke free.

Entwining his fingers with yours, he whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too!” you choked, wishing you could just stop the tears. 

It cheered you up a bit to see you weren’t the only one, when you caught a glimpse of the rest of Day6 on the stage.

Younghyun was openly sobbing, a handkerchief pulled from his suit pocket wiping at his face every few seconds, as he whimpered into the microphone shamelessly. “That’s my boy, right there. He’s getting married, a-and—and—!”

Jae was blinking happily, a hand on Younghyun’s shoulder as he spoke to someone closer to the performing area. You couldn’t read his lips well, but it appeared he was denying something. Wiping at his cheek once, it became apparent what he was frantically refusing was happening.

You didn’t spot Wonpil immediately, as his head was completely hidden in Sungjin’s jacket, but the leader didn’t seem too mind much. He was grinning at the pair of you, before he sent you a thumbs up, eyes glinting in the fairy lights. 

You laughed, nodding in acknowledgement, slipping your other hand into Dowoon’s, and bringing them up to your lips.

“I love you so much,” you reiterated, “this was just... so beautiful and I’m so, so proud of you!”

“I...” he began, unable to quite find his words again.

His mother piped up from behind him, startling him, which you couldn’t help but giggle at. “He wanted to sing to you, so bad! And my son did it, my son did it so well!”

She placed a kiss upon his head, causing him to pout.

Music began to play over the speakers again, which Jae seemed to be playing karaoke to at the front, letting the other three off the stage to get some celebratory drinks. 

After a few congratulations from some of the guests, you managed to calm down slightly, instead showing your ring off to your friends who had gathered behind you.

Eventually, there was a brief gap in conversation with other people, as Sungjin announced the bar was open, and everyone began to make their way over there.

You and your fiance stood, and, hand-in-hand, headed through into the next room. People around you parted as you did so, allowing you the chance to brightly enquire, “Dowoon, baby, can I ask you something too?”

“Of course!” he replied, beautiful, deep eyes coming to gaze into yours. 

“How did you know the ring would fit me?”

He guffawed for a moment. “Well, we realised Jae’s fingers are the same size as yours.”

You choked on air, staring at your ring.

“WHAT?!”

~~~

AN: Sorry for the big break I’ve been heckin busy

English translations courtesy of LyricsKpop!

Hope you enjoyed!

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Do yall like my refurbished masterlist? It isn’t up to date with all the fics on it yet oops lol but I think it’s pretty

Masterlist

[zoey-angel]

~ Check up tag ~

Little baby @moonpils , thank you for worrying about me.. I love you <3

how has your day been? I've been working so hard, pulling insane hours.. but it's interesting, satisfying too.

what was the last thing to make you smile? This tag, but before that it was Young k singing ayaya. I listened again a moment earlier uwu

what’s keeping you entertained these days? Oh, my work is keeping me busy!

if you’re in some kind of quarantine/ self isolation, is there anything you want to achieve in this time? I want to keep updating my fic and getting people invested! I want to do my story justice.

post a selfie (only if you’re comfortable)

You get a selfie with a big fake mustache to hide my irl identity :3

Tagging my sweethearts I'm thinking of and miss a little :(

@kinoslesbian @seunghyub-dowoon-hongseok @thatmusicdork @my-day6 @daedreamingalldae

[emeraldbabygirl]

Seunghyub & Chahun 2

I think this was the second fic I was gonna write with both Chahun and Seunghyub so that’s why it’s just titled like that there is no better title for it

Seunghyub’s large hands held your hips in place and he slowly teased your ass with his cock as his lips explored your neck. You let out a shaky whimper, “Baby, you’re so cute like this.” Seunghyub said. You had decided you wanted to try shower sex with Chahun but when he invited Seunghyub the plan changed. Chahun was currently in between your thighs rubbing his tip in between your folds and no matter how much you wanted to close your legs you couldn’t. Chahun’s stare was enough to keep you in check. His hands squeezed your thighs sending another shaky whimper to leave your lips. Seunghyub and Chahun’s cocks felt so good rubbing against you and you wanted them both inside you.

“Cha..” You whined eyes shut tight. You leaned against Seunghyub for balance his hands moving up to gently play with your breasts. “She’s so cute all nervous and needy like this. My cute marshmallow baby.” Seunghyub’s hands were kneading your breasts, his hot breath fanning against your ear. “P-please, don’t t-tease me” you sighed your hands grabbing for Chahun’s arms which were placed on your hips.

“You call this teasing sugar?” Chahun smirked his eyes locked on yours. “This is teasing.” Chahun quickly dropped to his knees the water gently hitting the top of his head as his fingers opened your folds. He licked a fat stripe up your flesh til his tongue found your clit and he gently started flicking it. Your hips immediately jerked up at the sensation. “Chahun!” You screamed. Seunghyub chuckled, “baby you’re so sensitive aren’t you? How cute.” Seunghyub grabbed your wet hair pulling it back so your head was tilted against his chest. His lips moved down your neck to your collarbone gently sucking at the skin. More whimpers escaped your lips as you couldn’t handle the feeling of Seunghyub sucking your flesh and Chahun licking your clit. You didn’t know when you were going to orgasm but you knew it would be soon. “Chahun please!” You yelled growing impatient and more needy as he slowed his strokes down. Chahun look up at you through hooded eyes. “What’s the matter Sugar?”

Seunghyub gently pushed you against Chahun. Your thigh rested over Chahun’s shoulder his mouth and tongue gently pleasuring your lower lips. You let out a shaky moan as Chahun’s tongue dipped inside your entrance. Seunghyub’s hand went to grip your thigh as he slid his cock in between your ass cheeks. “She’s so precious isn’t she Hun.” Seunghyub wrapped his arm around your waist and rubbed himself against you. More shaky moans and whimpers left your throat. Your brain was a mess as Seunghyub and Chahun turned your body into jelly. “Hun? Hun.” Seunghyub asked becoming stern. With a pop Chahun pulled himself away from your cunt. You let out a relaxed sigh feeling your cum dripping down your thigh. “It’s hard to talk with a mouth full of pussy.” Chahun replied. “But to answer your question yes, yes she is absolutely precious. And such a pretty pussy too. She’s so wet she could easily take us both.”

[hyubcore]

[7:15pm] you lean forward, engaging in the guitar solo your boyfriend was trying so hard to perfect. hun looked exasperated as he tried continually to get the solo down. he went for the lick one more time, then, looked up at you with a pout.

"keep trying," you tell him. "you've got this."

"i'm tired," he retorts sharply. you tilt your head and put a hand on his knee. he looks at you endearingly, the way he always does when he wants a kiss. you smile and chuckle, and he begins to lean forward. you close your eyes, and so does he, until you pull away suddenly.

"nope. not until you get the solo down. then you get a kiss." you smirk as hun groans, tilting his head back and wincing.

"you're evil. but i love you," he replies. you chuckle and wink at him. he starts playing again, and as if on cue, gets the solo down perfect without a hitch. you clap for hun, and he smiles, and your heart flutters. he knows what's coming next, and you lean over him, putting your hands on his knees for leverage. he looks up at you, adoration in his eyes, then you kiss him softly.

"good job, guitar hero."

[kbandtrash]

Kiss Me Miss Me (Seunghyub)

~Rachel~

Masterlist

“The N.Flying boys are chilling with their girl best friend/crush and out of nowhere she just kisses them” -- @suck-me-sideways (I can’t tag you for some reason?)

Content: fluff, pining, friends to lovers, kissing

Word count: 1.7k

“You wish you could play the piano as in you’ve never touched a piano before?” he asked, sitting down on the piano bench. The rest of the boys were checking out the collection of guitars the shop had, but Seunghyub had stayed behind with you to look at the grand piano. “Or as in you’ve tried to learn before?”

“I took some lessons as a kid, but they didn’t really stick,” you answered with a shrug, sitting down at his right side on the bench.

Your heart did a flip as he gave up a grin and a little laugh. “You probably know more than you think you do. Show me what you’ve got.”

“Right here in the middle of the store? I don’t want to,” you pouted. “You’re all going to make fun of me.”

Glancing over his shoulder, Seunghyub drew your attention to the other boys. An employee of the little music store was letting Hun try out guitars and the other three boys were laughing at him as he did his best to hide the fact that he was a professional.

“I don’t think they’ll even notice,” he said. He turned his head to look at you and as you met his gaze, you realized suddenly how very close you were.

“Are you sure?”

He closed his eyes with an exaggerated nod. “Positive.” He scooted over to the left so that you could sit closer to the center of the bench.

“If you say so.” You shook your head as you scooted into the spot he had made for you. “I only remember how to play one song,” you admitted, keeping your eyes lowered to the piano keys.

“Oh?” You could feel his gaze still on you, your faces still so close.

“It kind of needs two people to play.” Your head dipped lower and you felt your face growing hotter.

Seunghyub elbowed you playfully. “Let’s play it, then. Do I know it?”

Stealing a glance upward at him, you straightened up and focused a little more purposefully on the piano. He really must have been clueless about the way he made you feel.

“I don’t know anyone that doesn’t know how to play Heart and Soul.”

He laughed again, and although you didn’t look to see it, you knew that his smile looked the way sunshine felt.

With syncopated taps on the lower C and then the C chord, he began the little song. After a couple of rounds of C-A-F-G, he looked at you expectantly to start your part. He completed one more cycle, and when you still didn’t begin your melody, he stopped.

“That’s where you come in,” he reminded you in a tone meant to tease you. He crossed his arms dramatically. “I thought you said you know how to play this song.”

“I do!” you defended yourself. “It’s just been a really long time.”

“Ah, I see.” He moved his right hand up to the keys you would be playing on. “Let me show you—”

You shoved his arm back to the middle keys. “I know what I’m doing.”

“Prove it,” he challenged you.

You met his cheeky grin with your scrunched-up face. He took that as permission to start his introduction again.

As he finished his first phrase, he looked at you expectantly. You returned his gaze with a little head shake that told him “not yet.” 

So he continued to the next cycle, and again, as he reached the G chord, he raised his eyebrows with a little grin. You lifted your index finger for a “one more time.” He looked back down at your hesitant hands with a patient smile, once again starting from C.

A.

F.

G.

And then you started the little melody.

Although you were focused on your right hand playing the right notes, out of the corner of your eye you could see Seunghyub’s little smile turn into a grin that took over his whole face. “Ah, see, I knew you could do it!”

In the fraction of a second you turned your head to give him a smile, your fingers slipped along with your focus. You jerked your head back down to the piano keys in embarrassment. “Stop, I’m concentrating,” you complained quietly, but with your words came another slip-up on your part.

“Perhaps you should concentrate a little harder,” he teased.

Karma was a fast-acting avenger. As he reached down for the low F key with his left pinky, Seunghyub overshot and hit the E key below it instead. He flinched in shock of the unexpected bad note, and his accompaniment stopped.

While your right hand stopped playing and rested on the keys, your left arm elbowed Seunghyub in a return of the teasing he had been giving you. “Perhaps you should concentrate a little harder.”

“You think so?” He was embarrassed, but he was making fun of himself, too. He scratched the back of his head. “I guess you do know someone who doesn’t know how to play Heart and Soul.”

“I guess you need to give up your rights to call yourself a pianist now.”

“Oh, no, how can I prove myself again?” he whined dramatically. “There must be something I can do to earn my rights back.”

You put your finger to your lips in fake thought. “Not that I can think of.”

“Curses.” 

He put his hands in his lap and kicked his feet under the bench childishly. He puckered up his lips in thought and glanced over at you. Whereas just a second ago you had been teasing him comfortably, something about his innocent expression and childlike posture made your heart pound and your face go hot. The setting of the music store and having him sitting right next to you, close enough that any movement on your part resulted in your arms pressed together--it reminded you every second of how you wanted more than just his friendship.

“What if I play you something I’ve never played for anyone else?”

Your eyes widened and your head tilted in curiosity. “For what?”

The corners of his lips tugged upward. “Would that give me my rights back to call myself a pianist?”

Unable to continue meeting his perfectly hopeful and innocent gaze, you looked down at your own lap before he could notice how flustered you were becoming. You scooted over a few inches so he could sit closer to the center. “Only if it’s good,” you allowed with a little scoff.

He scooted over to accommodate where he needed to sit and the amount of space his arms would need to play. “You’ll be the judge of that,” he said, but with a different kind of hopeful grin, he continued, “but I think it’s pretty good.”

He started with a little intro of solid, sustained chords. This didn’t sound like what he normally produced, that being bright, fast chord progressions with a lot of energy; this was slow, and the chords were lower and darker than you would have thought he would put together.

When he came in with vocals, there were no distinct words that he sang. Whether he didn’t have lyrics to go with the tune yet or if he just wasn’t ready to share the words, you didn’t know, but the chords he played under his voice started gaining more motion.

As he built up to what you assumed was the pre-chorus, he would sing a line of lyrics here and there. From what you could tell, the song was about longing, pining for someone that he didn’t know whether or not would return his feelings.

He had the whole chorus lyrically produced, and the words fit together perfectly. Had he taken the words from your soul? And if the words were his own, how hadn’t you known that the same words were etched in both of your minds?

He stopped after he finished the chorus. He fidgeted with his hands for a bit as he came back from the place of emotional vulnerability he had just opened himself up to.

You had to tell him now.

“Do I pass?” he asked. His hands rested in his lap as he turned to see your reaction.

You met his expectant gaze. The way you were looking at him, the wonder in your eyes, the way your slightly-parted lips caught the light, it made him freeze. 

Your hand reached up cautiously to cup his cheek. “Yeah.”

You stretched up, he bowed his head; you met in the middle. Your lips met softly, but it felt like a spark of something magical. You both knew in that moment that you had been waiting for each other.

“Do you think I could get a girl to kiss me if I learned to play the piano?” Hweseung’s sudden question startled you into breaking apart.

All four of the other boys stood lined up a few feet from the piano bench in various states of humor and amazement.

“You need to work on composing first,” Hun said.

Hweseung nodded solemnly. “I was afraid of that.”

You stood up in shock and embarrassment of having been caught. Should you have been embarrassed? Maybe? Probably not, considering Seunghyub had not backed away from kissing you, but rather put forth nearly equal effort into the act, but this--the other boys catching you, making fun of you even?--was certainly not ideal.

“I have somewhere to be,” you lied. You picked up your bag and rushed out of the music shop, leaving Seunghyub on the bench behind you.

Seunghyub watched you leave, still frozen. The boys glanced at him and at each other.

“Was it that bad?” Dongsung asked with a grimace. Seunghyub gave no reaction, and that was not what Dongsung had wanted to gain from his comment. He stepped forward and smacked Seunghyub’s arm lightly. “Yah, hyung. Are you a bad kisser or something?”

Seunghyub snapped to attention defensively. “No! I’m not a--you don’t need to know that anyway.”

“Then why’d she run off?”

“Because you’re all making a fool of her!”

“Hyung,” Jaehyun said seriously. “Go after her.”

Seunghyub’s eyes widened and he stood up immediately. “Right,” he agreed with a nod. “I’ll see you at the dorm.”

Cha Hun

[chanyouchan]

Para: NFlying_pjct

Uso pessoal

Link: aqui

Em caso de inspiração, credite.

[hanchabang]

Hey proud 🍓 anon here (cause i'm the first named anon on this blog 🥰❤️)

Yes yes the duality is strong in bang chan! I lately watched a reaction of him watching the wolfgang performance and this little shy baby hide behind a pillow during his hot body shot 😁 Would be soo interesting if hes a shy!sub in bed too or more likely a dom 😍

By the way i'll link you one of my favorite bang chan oneshots (for study purposes of course) https://staywritten.tumblr.com/post/629295688182808576/one-week-bang-chanm

(hope that link is usable)

Have a nice day ~!

link is here for anyone that would like it

Hello proud 🍓 anon 😁

In any kpop group/band I start to take a liking to, there is always one member that isn't my bias but ends up being the death of me: Young K, Suga, Seunghyub, Woosung... there's a list that I just shouldn't go into because it would be too long 😅

Anyway, my point is, I'm pretty sure Bang Chan is going to be that guy in Stray Kids for me!

Also, this fic! I was on my seat to wait for them to fuck!!! I would die if I had this man in front of me and couldn't fuck him for a week! I wouldn't even be suggesting this activity lmao because I'm a big hoe 🤣

I haven't seem him react to the wolfgang performance yet but it would indeed be interesting to find out what kind of guy he is under the sheets 😏

Any takers, guys? Send me your Bang Chan smutty thoughts and lemme know if you think he's a dom, sub, switch, vanilla, kinky, whatever! 🤭

[hyubcore]

[8:55pm]

“i am falling in love with you.”

the words fell from his lips like raindrops, and you felt every pebble of water land on your skin like it was a knife to the chest. you had known seunghyub for years and years, ever since you were both teenagers, and now, you had matured into successful young adults. you had always loved seunghyub, in a platonic, friendly way.

but for him, it was all different.

“i know it’s weird, and we’ve known each other forever, but i can’t help it, and you deserve to know. i’m in love with you.”

you were standing outside your front door, and he was walking you up to your apartment after you enjoyed a nice dinner together after not seeing one another for several months. you had both become busy with your personal lives, you both started new, full-time jobs, and had lived rather far apart. was this innocent get together you just had really a date?

“seunghyub, i—“

“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have said anything. i don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

you freeze for a moment as he begins to walk away. you watch him go back to his car, and he doesn’t back at you a single time. you feel your heart break inside your chest. you can’t let him leave like this, you don’t know if it will be the last time you see him. you care about seunghyub too much to let him go this easily. maybe, you really did love him as more than a friend, the way your heart began to race and the butterflies started flying around your stomach as his words repeated in your head.

“wait,” you shouted, and seunghyub turned around. his eyes looked sullen, like his heart had been torn in pieces. the look on his face broke you inside. you never wanted him to feel so sad. you ran up to him, you grabbed his face in your hands, cupping his cheeks, and kissed him tenderly. he didn’t kiss back at first, until you pulled away and put your hands on his shoulders. you breathe in his aura, and you feel at peace. seunghyub always made you feel that way—like nothing could hurt you. he always made you feel secure, whether it be physically or emotionally. you loved seunghyub. you always did, and you always would. but maybe in a new perspective after that night.

[hyubcore]

[3:48pm]

you had grown drowsy from working at your desk all day. you tried to rest on the couch for a while, but couldn’t seem to get your mind off the plethora of things on your to-do list. you forced yourself to get everything done before you could move on with your day, and your boyfriend, dongsung, noticed this; he always seemed to know when you were overworking yourself. he knew you like it was his sixth sense.

“love, why don’t we take a break?” he said, coming into your study and putting his hands on your shoulders, rubbing out your muscles gently. you looked up at him, and he leaned over you, giving you a kiss on your forehead. “it’s raining.”

you smiled, because you knew what that meant. dongsung had always teased you about dancing in the rain one day, getting soaked and showering off together—he thought it was the most romantic thing ever, meanwhile you thought it’d be a mess. but you knew how happy it’d make dongsung, and when he was happy, you were happy.

“fine. your dreams are coming true.”

you stood up from your desk, dongsung taking your hand and leading you outside. you giggled as the pouring rain started pelting you. you immediately clung to dongsung for protection. he was enjoying himself, opening his arms and looking up at the sky. he kept your hand in his as he let himself get drenched in the rain. he prompted you to spin around as he twirled your hand around, and you obliged, spinning into his embrace. he swayed you back and forth to his own rhythm. you smiled to yourself, finally letting go of the tension, listening to the calming rain sounds around you, feeling dongsung’s arms tight around you, protecting you. you turned around and faced dongsung. he took your hands, holding them up to put the two of you in a waltzing position. he lead the way as you stepped forward, backward, side to side. he then moved his hands to the small of your back. you put your head on his shoulder and he kissed the side of your face gently. you smiled to yourself, feeling the rain envelop dongsung and you into the same skin, thinking to yourself, i should take breaks more often.