#shinee taemin fiction

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Give Me A Hug: Chapter 4

Pairing: Taemin x Female Reader Word count: 1.4k

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction made for the personal entertainment of readers. The writer does not ever intend to offend her readers nor does she aim to spread false information about anyone so as to pay any disrespect to the real-life persons on whom the characters are based. She also does not claim ownership of any of the images that are being used.

chapter 3

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TAEMIN

I sit and stare at Taeseon Hyung sleeping in his hospital bed. I didn’t think we’d be back here again. He had been well for almost two years. Now the doctor has informed me that fluid has once again taken over his lungs. My brother never deserved this. He still has a full life ahead of him. 

It was hard for me to get along with him when we were kids. He’s the perfect son. He got straight A’s, won awards, at the top of all his classes. I sat in the audience cheering for him while I felt all this jealousy growing up. Despite that, I didn’t want to like him. That’s why I rebelled a lot when I got freedom during my university days with Kibum and Minho. When I failed two major courses senior year, Taeseon was there to help me out. He paid for both classes and supported me until I graduated. 

Tears form and fall from my eyes. As I wipe my face with my palm, I head outside the room. Y is sitting in the waiting area. She’s waited for hours even though she doesn’t know what’s going on. I check the time and it reveals that it’s almost midnight. 

“Y,” I call her out in a low voice so she doesn’t startle.

“Oh, hey. Is everything all right?” she asks.

“Uh…”

Before I can respond I hear running footsteps coming toward us. It’s Minho. I texted him earlier that I was in the hospital because of my brother. “Taemin, I came as soon as I read your message.”

“He’s resting now,” I inform him.

He nods, out of breath.

“Hyung,” I hesitate. “Could you do me a favor and take Y home? I was supposed to drive her but-”

“Sure,” he agrees at once without question.

“No,” Y intervenes. “It’s okay. I’ll just take a cab home.”

“Are you sure?” I feel a little guilty for making her wait and not being able to drive her home.

“Yes, really, I’m fine,” she gives me a tiny smile, assuring me that there’s nothing to feel bad about. “You should stay here with him,” she turns to Minho.

“At least let me call for a taxi for you,” I insist.

She nods. “Okay.”

I look at Minho to tell him to take over for a few minutes.

“Of course. Go,” he says, not needing me to say another word.

Y and I walk down the street just outside the hospital. Nobody has talked for a while. Despite the silence, I don’t feel uncomfortable at all. Somehow, I feel safe when I’m with her. I feel comforted by just her presence.

“Look, if you need anything, please don’t hesitate to call me,” she stops and breaks the silence. She takes her phone from her pocket, unlocks it, and hands it over to me.

I take it without saying a word. I feel gratitude toward Y. It’s not every day you find someone you just met who would care enough to go with you to the hospital and wait hours for you. I dial my number on her phone and my phone vibrates in my pocket. “Here.” I hand it back to her.

“Thanks for a fun night,” she says.

“I’m sorry it didn’t end well. I promise it will be different next time.”

“Please. There’s nothing to apologize for. I’m just glad there’s a next time.”

I smile at her, glad that she’s here for me. Too bad she has to go home.

The taxi I called for appears on the road. I extend my arm to let the driver know that we were the ones who called for him. He shifts to our side of the street.

I pull the handle to open the door for Y. “Please take her home safely,” I say to the driver respectfully. 

She hops in and closes the door gently beside her.

I can see her waving at me through the glass window. I wave back as the car starts to drive away. I watch it disappear from sight. I miss her already.

Y

When I get home, I walk straight to the kitchen to get some water and sit on a stool under the counter. I haven’t drunk anything besides my cocktail at the bar. I’m parched. 

Before I get there, I instantly see Jonghyun standing in front of the refrigerator pouring a pitcher of cold water into an empty glass. He looks like he’s been sleeping and woke up to get hydrated.

“I’m home,” I announce my arrival.

“Hey, how was your night?” he asks before yawning.

“It was great,” I say while pouring another glass of water for myself. “Until we had to go to the hospital.”

“What happened?”

“Taemin’s brother. Something’s wrong with him.” I drink my water.

“Oh, I remember he had pulmonary edema years ago. I came to visit that one time,” Jonghyun tells me.

Turns out it’s a relapse. I didn’t want to ask Taemin before because I didn’t want to seem nosy and annoying while they were going through heavy stuff. Plus, we just met. It’s natural to not discuss burdensome problems on the first day. Just like I haven’t told him why I’m getting a divorce.

Jonghyun sets down his glass and puts the pitcher back in the fridge. “I’m going back to bed,” he says as he throws his arms up to stretch his body. He then heads to his bedroom. “Turn off the lights before you go in.”

“Wait,” I stop him. “What’s your schedule for tomorrow?”

“Hmm, I’m going to the gym in the morning. I will be going to work at 1 p.m.” 

“Great. I’ll drive you. We should get lunch before.” I’m glad I’m back to doing this with him. Instead of sitting around at home doing nothing. I know I could paint, but that’s all I did when I was living with my husband. That’s all he could allow me to do for myself.

The next morning, I’m thinking I shouldn’t wear heels after what happened with Taemin yesterday. I don’t want to ruin somebody else’s shirt. So I’m wearing a pair of white sneakers and matching them with a white collared shirt, a black sweater, and light blue mom jeans. Casual and comfortable. 

When I get out of my bedroom, I hear the front door shut as Jonghyun dashes in with his gym bag. 

“I’ll just take a shower and get dressed then we’ll leave.”

“Okay,” I say to him.

I head to his bedroom and gather all the stuff he needs for today. His notebooks, contracts, and extra clothes. While I’m stuffing things in my bag, I hear his phone’s ringtone blast from his gym bag. Upon checking it, I see Nam Euisoo’s name pop up. “Hello?” I answer.

“Hello, who’s this? Where’s Jonghyun?” Nam Euisoo is Jonghyun’s main manager who’s in charge of bigger responsibilities than me. I’m just here to get beverages, bring stuff, and run errands for them.

“Euisoo, it’s Y.”

“Y! Have you been well?” It’s good to hear he’s enthusiastic to know that I’m back.

“Don’t worry about Jonghyun. I’ll drive him around from now on. He’s just taking a shower.”

“Oh, thank God. Okay, I’ll see you at the office,” he says before hanging up. Looks like he’s been busy.

I figured I should stay as Jonghyun’s assistant for now while my divorce is being finalized. Besides, I like doing it and maybe I could go back into styling eventually. 

Jonghyun comes out of the bathroom wearing his robe. I tell him about my conversation with Euisoo as I step out of his bedroom to let him get ready.

As I wait for him, I check my phone and see a message from Taemin.

Thanks for being there for me last night.

I smile at my phone. I wonder if I should ask how it’s going. 

Don’t mention it. How’s your brother?

He will be discharged in a few days and carry on the treatment at home.

It must be difficult for him to see his brother fight an illness. I admire that he’s being there for him. After a minute, my phone dings. He sent another message.

We should go out again sometime if you want.

My heart flutters the second I read it. Normally, after a recent divorce, you wouldn’t want to be with anyone else for a while. Lucky for me, a nice guy like Taemin has taken an interest in me. It’s not like it’s an official date. It’s just a casual gathering between two new friends. 

I’d love to.

chapter 5 (coming soon)

[casablancarossa]

Follow your body rhythm..

<<a [medium spicy] taemin x reader scenario>>

Pairing: Taemin x Female!Reader

Genre: Slightly smutty.

Content Warning: Not Advised for Minors. Minors DNI. Usage of pet names.

Synopsis: In preparing for your comeback, your practice session is rudely interrupted by your ex-boyfriend and suddenly bad ideas become good ones.

Author's Note: Sometimes the way that man dances is just so sinful. Like sir who allowed you. Do you think his hip rolls in bed are just as lethal?

The music pulsated a little too loud in your head this time. Maybe that's what happens after 6 hours on the floor without taking a break, but you would get so lost in the zone, and no one else was in the studio to really remind you to chill out for a bit.

As the last note rang through the room, it was like it had hit an off switch in your body and now you are on the floor, breathing so heavily and out of breath. Your vision wasn't any better as it felt like the room was spinning and honestly you'd had better vision, blind drunk without your contact lenses than you do now. Your eyes flutter shut as you bring up your arm to cover your eyes for a bit, audibly panting as you unzip your hoodie to cool your body off.

"Mmm, be careful, being a temptress could get you hurt", a voice reacted seeing your sweatpants riding low on your hips, paired with a half mesh sports bra, almost leaving nothing to the imagination as your breasts practically pool over the top.

The sudden presence of someone shocked you and you didn't even think twice to stand up and bow your back, greeting whoever was in the room. "Hello, sunbae!", your voice tried to sound respectful and less annoyed and by the time you stand fully straight, you noticed it was Taemin standing at the doorway of the dance studio, leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded. "Oh--it's ... you", the words left your breathless as you collapse down onto the ground again.

Taemin's eyes widened, flinching to reach out to you, witnessing your body drop, but seeing you groan in anger as you shift to sit up, pressing your back against the cool mirror. "Sorry, sunbae, I'll leave in a bit, just.. let me catch my breath.." you mumbled, throwing your head back to rest against the mirror.

"Working hard again hm? How's prepping for your comeback?" Taemin smiled as he steps into the room, walking towards you.

"Shit.."

"It can't be that bad..."

"I think I prefer it when I used to be a back-up dancer"

"3 years as an idol can feel like a lifetime, I suppose. Boa-noona misses you by the way. " Taemin smirks, settling down beside you.

"Has it only been three years?" , your eyes roll just enough that Taemin makes a note of it before you lie back down on the ground, suddenly feeling less pressure to leave.

"And yet you still use our studio..", he mused quietly.

Your turn your head to get a view of Taemin before rolling your eyes once more and stare at the ceiling. If it has been 3 years since you debuted, then it has been almost 4 years since you broke up with Taemin and roughly a few weeks since you last hooked up with him.

Taemin and you are old enough to know what you two were doing , and within reason, it was absolutely insane and totally wrong. The both of you were never really the 'casual sex' type of people but at the same time, you two never really had a deep meaningful conversation to know where you both stand together. You had prioritized your career, and so did Taemin, and unsurprisingly the two of you had needs. Sexual needs, that only you two could fulfil for each other.

Every morning after a 'playtime sessions' (you two have labelled it as such), you and Taemin would laugh about it over coffee, claiming that the previous night was going to be the last time and then acknowledge later on that 'last time' was not going to the 'last time'. But it worked for the both of you or at least you though it did.

"When's your first stage? How long is the promo?" Taemin's questions pulls you out of your thoughts.

"Jeez mom, relax." you giggled "Promo for 3 weeks and first stage is I think in 2 weeks, maybe later"

Taemin nodded his head and ponders for a moment before scooting his body across the floor to lie down beside you, resting on his elbows. His eyes bore holes into your body as he slowly analyses your face, biting his lips by the time his eyes cast over your plump lips, to your jawline, downwards your neck and continuing further to just the top of your exposed cleavage. He curses to himself internally, he was a fool to have let you go this long.

"So... anyone catch your eye recently?" Taemin tries to downplay his curiosity but his words carried the tone of spite behind it.

"Depends, any of your peers curious?" you hummed lightly, rotating your head to look at Taemin's reaction through his reflection. "You know, I did miss the chance to give my number to Taeyong oppa, do you think he'd still be interested?"

Taemin's face did not disappoint, you could see his jaw clench at the mention of Taeyong's name before muttering audible curses, thinking you wouldn't hear him. A fog washed over his gaze, he was deep in thought, the same blank stare he would give when he was angry. It would all steep deep in his core and he would never let it bubble over. Taemin's anger scared you before. The empty hooded gaze, the low voice, the way he'd flex his hands open only to ball up into a tight fist along with the sickly sweet tone he would adopt that has nothing but malice behind it. He mouths Taeyong's name, each time looking more and more annoyed.

You reach over to flick Taemin's forehead, sighing as you roll onto your side, looking at him. "Oppa, I was joking. Relax.."

He doesn't react, but his eyes were now on you and it felt hot and uncomfortable, like you were being judged.

"You say this, but I know he is featured in your stage as the male dance partner", Taemin's voice betrayed his apparent 'no-shits-given' appearance with a jealous tone.

"Aww baby, are you jealous?" you teased lightly, while your hand reaches up to caress his cheeks.

Instantly he melts with your touch as his head leans into your hold. You haven't called him by any sort of pet-name in a very long time. Taemin didn't even realize how much he missed it until he heard it from you. His reaction to your touch catches you off guard, quickly you pull your hand away and pull yourself upwards to a standing position, somewhat struggling to convince your body to do anything but stay beside Taemin.

"Ah oppa, I'll just get my stuff and you can have the studio" you announced without looking at him and when he gave no verbal cue back, you start walking away to the benches, quickly gathering your stuff, carelessly piling them into your duffel bag.

It was all the sudden, and you didn't even hear Taemin move across the floor, hell you didn't even hear him calling out your name, but out of nowhere, his hand was on your wrist, pulling you towards him, physically shortening the distance you created between you two. "Dance with me, y/n."

"What?"

"I've sat in a few of Taeyong's practices with the choreographer. I'd like to think I know the dance pretty well."

You stare at Taemin with wide eyes, slightly shocked unsure how to respond.

"Your phone is still connected right?" he said firmly, turning on his heel to walk towards the speakers, grabbing your phone and pausing to look at you.

Accept now and you'd look to eager. Reject and you'd be considered pretty rude. No one ever denies Taemin a chance to dance, whether he is pushing his back-up dancers for one more round, or inviting an idol to perform a song with him, and you would be no different. Without saying anything, the action of dropping whatever was in your hand while peeling off your hoodie, and walking to the middle of the studio was enough of an answer to the senior idol, who quickly presses play and shuffle.

Your body shifts into your starting position with Taemin standing off to the side, waiting for the cue to begin. As the beat drops and music plays, you begin to dance your routine as you always have but now instead of practicing it alone, you had someone with you instead. Technically, there was a list of male idols who you would share the stage with for the duration of your promotions, but you actually had not practiced with any of them yet.

It really didn't click in your head that the dance was really intimate in some ways and maybe you might be faced with a lot of hate for performing a sensual dance, with a male idol. You think it's rather tasteful, and quite a technical dance. You would count the beats in your head until Taemin's cue to essentially slide into his spot so you two could dance together.

Every longing pause, every hit of the beat, every sway of the hips, Taemin matched your rhythm and movement perfectly. Effortlessly, there was no hesitation when Taemin's body would be pressed against yours, or when you would need to lean on him as he supports your weight for a twirl. Suddenly the choreo felt electric. Any time Taemin's hands would be positioned at your hips, he would grip lightly, causing a hitch in your breath and those ghostly touches would fluidly move around your body when the choreo needed it.o

When your faces would meet, he'd have this alluring, almost seductive stare. Taemin wouldn't hold back during parts that required 'closeness' and would purposely graze, occasionally bumping his lips against the skin of your arm or shoulders.

"Mmm, tell me you aren't tempted to ditch Taeyong and have me as your partner instead" Taemin muses into your ear as he pauses.

You sigh, slightly annoyed, dropping out of your own pose to flick Taemin at the forehead. "Idiot. You are jealous"

"Why would I be? I'm not the jealous type. If you really want to dance with Yongie.. then fine." his voice laced with defeat and annoyance.

"Taem... come on. It's me. Be honest"

"Okay, maybe I am a bit jealous.." Taemin sighs as he reaches his arm out to hook around your waist, pulling you to him. "I can't help it...something about you, just makes it hard to control myself.."

"Yeah right.."

"Do I need to remind you?"

"Ah ah ah, you don't have to" you let out an annoyed groan.

At your protests, Taemin attempts to pick you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he support you by your ass. The sudden movement causes you to yelp, trying to smack his shoulders as your arms cling around his neck. You and Taemin have been far more intimate than this but you couldn't help but to be shy at this moment. He had a childish smile on his face as he walks in circles around the studio, carrying you up and playing childish tricks on you, by pretending to drop you.

Each time you felt a pit in your stomach, you would wrap your arms tighter around him. The closeness of your two bodies gave you the chills. Did he get stronger? Why does it feel like his grip has gotten tighter? Does he look at me the same way I look at him? Thoughts flooded your brain, but it was suddenly interrupted by a cold shock running down your body.

Taemin had taken the liberty to walk towards the large mirrors, slamming your body against the cool screen, making you hiss a little. He uses the friction and leverage to slightly hoist you a little higher so he would be head height with your chest.

"Ow? What was that for?" you questioned, but there was quiver in your voice and that unmistakable glint in your eye like something had triggered within you.

"Oh sorry, I distinctively remember, that you love being pinned to the wall" the snarky yet alluring comment from Taemin caused your legs to tremble and suddenly your arousal made its presence known.

"Seriously in the studio? Where people can walk in?"

"Don't you think it's fun that way? Besides Y/N..I'm hungry" Taemin flashes a quick dirty smile before latching his lips at the top of your breasts, clamping down with a needy bite.

You barely had time to react, groaning as your head throws back. You would wantonly mewl Taemin's name as his teeth navigated closer to the hem of your sports bra, nipping at the fabric to release your nipple from its confinements. Your head lowers just in time to see him lick his lips, immediately going for the sensitive bud. "Ah..Taem..min..nggh", your words fail you.

Taemin's eyes look up to see your panting reddened face. Nothing excited him more that looking at your panicked, aroused state.

"It's about that time again Y/N..." he whispers lowly, the cool air of his breath gives you goosbumps. "Time for us to commit sin against god"

"Here, I was thinking that last time was the last time.." you chuckled, feeling a sudden twinge in your lower region.

"Oh baby, you and I both know, that's never going to happen" Taemin pushes his neck out so he could nip at your throat, before lovingly decorating it with kisses and bites.

You could only hum and lose yourself in his actions. Those damn lips were a curse, a curse you never wanted to end. It wasn't long before your fingers were wrapped in Taemin's hair, pulling him closer to you, letting him ravish you. Just beneath you, you could also feel his need for you pressing into your thigh and you couldn't help but shift just to feel it more at the spots that mattered.

"What's this princess? I though the studio was too lowly for you", he chuckles.

"Mmf, Taemin.. I can't.. I think I need you now..." you managed to speak in staggered breath.

Taemin grants you a moment of relief as your lips collide to a passionate kiss. Full of want and hotness. You couldn't help but cup his face in your hands as your tongues begin to dance, the way you two would hungrily bite each others lips.

In the deep desire to make Taemin's idol life harder, you wanted to lay your mark. Your fingers once more curl into Taemin's dark locks, now grabbing a fistful and yanking his head back so you can grant him the same 'gifts' he has blessed your neck with.

Taemin lowly growls, finding the dominance you were displaying very attractive. So he continues to allow you to place the bites. He is a grown man and resourced with talented makeup artists; a few hickeys would be no problem. What took him off guard was the way your free hand slipped to the base of his neck, applying slight pressure that ellicited a delightful moan out of him.

"Princess.. you are playing a dangerous game" he snarls, immediately grabbing your wrist and pinning it to the mirrored wall along with the slight slam of your body.

"Why? Scared I'd win..",you cocked a single brow up, taunting Taemin.

"Only because I'd let you win. Don't forget the only one begging and screaming is you.." he chuckles.

A foreign voice suddenly erupts. "Taemin-ah! Taemin-ah! Are you here Taemin-ah?"

As the door of the studio swings open, you had never found yourself and Taemin move so quick as you unfurl your legs as he quickly but gently lets you down before taking a step back.

"Oh hyung I'm here" Taemin calls out as his eyes widened staring at your chest, reaching out to quickly raise the fabric of your sport bra to hide your nipple.

"Oh Taemin you're here. Ah Y/N too. You were practicing too huh"

You raise your head to see Euisoo walking towards you two with coffee in hand. You quickly bow in greeting and keeping your head down, you rush towards your bag, picking it up from the floor and grabbing your hoodie and zipping it up to cover yourself more.

"I'm.. uh... I finished practicing.. I'll uhhh... I'll get out of your way" you stumbled to find your words after almost being caught by Taemin's manager.

Your feet quickly shuffled towards the speakers and unplugging your phone before heading to the door. You bow once more, waving your hands out to Euisoo and Taemin.

"Umm.. bye. I'll uhh.. I'll see you guys around." you nervously laughed before leaving the room.

Euisoo and Taemin chuckle to themselves, seeing you extra flustered.

Meanwhile you take the phone into your hand trying to think of what to send to Taemin as you navigate your way out of the building.

*beep beep*

Y/N sent a message : Name a place and time. Tonight. I'll show you, I can win the game too.

Despite the fact Euisoo rambling on about future schedules in line for Taemin, the idol only chuckles at the sight of your message, immediately coming up with a response.

Taemin sent a message: How about your place? Let's give your housemates something to talk about.

Y/N sent a message: Fine. But you better bring beer and rabboki.

Taemin sent a message: Food and drinks. Check. By the way, loser wears a collar for their next stage. ♥️

Y/N sent a message: 🥵 Can't wait.

[neptunemooon]

Ruby’s Heart-to-Heart

Setting: The studio is sleek and modern, with deep, plush chairs, glowing neon signs, and warm lighting. The atmosphere is intimate, the perfect setting for a revealing conversation. Across from the host sits Ruby, radiating effortless charisma. Dressed in a vintage band tee paired with leather boots and her signature bold eyeliner, she exudes the Rockstar energy she’s known for. Her demeanor is relaxed but warm, ready for a candid chat.

"Welcome back to The Star Zone! Where we go beyond the glitz and glam of K-pop to uncover the stories behind the stars. You’re in for a treat today we have a very special guest—she’s a solo artist who’s redefined what it means to be a rock star in the K-pop industry. Please welcome the one and only Ruby, Korea’s Rock Princess! Ruby, welcome to the show!" says the host of the podcast.

"Wow, what an introduction! Thank you for having me! says Ruby, laughing softly." I’ve been looking forward to this. It’s always fun to talk and connect with everyone outside of the music."

"Trust me, the excitement is mutual! There’s so much to talk about—your music, your incredible journey, and of course, your life outside the spotlight. Let’s start at the very beginning. Tell us about your childhood. What was it like growing up in a household full of music?" says the host.

"Wow, where do I even start?" says Ruby leaning back, her smile growing nostalgic. "I owe so much to my family. My childhood was... vibrant, to say the least. My dad was in a rock band when he was younger—he was the lead guitarist, and let me tell you, he was amazing. Even after he left the band to settle down, his passion for music never faded. Our house was always filled with music, whether it was him strumming his guitar or my mom blasting her favorite rock albums."

"That’s amazing!" the host says leaning in, intrigued. "So, your dad was a rock star before you were!"

"Kind of!" says Ruby while laughing. "He was never famous, but his passion for music was infectious."

"I see. So, your mom was a rock fan too?" the host said while nodding understanding.

"Absolutely!" says as she nods her head. "She introduced me to legends like Queen, Fleetwood Mac, Nirvana, Guns N’ Roses and Led Zeppelin. I think that’s where my love for genre started—it was in my blood. It was always playing in the house, so it became a part of who I am. I remember she’d always say, ‘If you’re going to make music, make it unforgettable.’ That stuck with me."

"What about your siblings? Did they share that same passion?" questions the host.

Ruby chuckles and says, "My three older brothers weren’t as into music as I was, but they were the ones who pushed me to go for it. They saw something in me before I even saw it in myself. I remember them practically dragging me to my first audition because I was so nervous. They were like, ‘‘You’ve got this voice and presence—why not go for it?" and then they noticed I still didn't want to do it. They would say, "You’re doing this whether you like it or not.’ They even helped me practice my songs for auditions and gave me pep talks all the time. They’ve always been my biggest supporters... Looking back, I wouldn’t be here without them."

"Wow, it sounds like your family set the foundation for your career. It’s so rare to hear about such a supportive dynamic, especially in an industry as competitive as K-pop. Do you still get to spend time with them despite your busy schedule?" said the host.

"Not as much as I’d like, but whenever I have downtime, I make it a point to visit them. They keep me grounded." says Ruby while her expression softens." My dad and I still have little jam sessions when I’m home, and my mom loves to hear all the gossip from the industry. She’s a huge fan of some of my peers too—it’s adorable."

"That’s such a beautiful image—family jam sessions!" says the host while smiling. "Speaking of peers, let’s talk about your friendships in the industry. You’ve mentioned before that you’re especially close to some SM Entertainment artists. What’s that dynamic like?"

Ruby grins and says, "Oh, they’re like my second family! They’re amazing. Taeyong from NCT has been my best friend for years. He’s like the brother I never had—or maybe the fourth brother I didn’t ask for! We met when I was a trainee, and he had debuted already, but it wasn't until I debuted and our schedules collided that we started talking, and we clicked instantly. He’s incredibly creative and always encourages me to think outside the box. He’s also one of the most genuine people I’ve ever met. He’s also the first person I call when I need advice, whether it’s about music or life in general... No matter how busy he is, he always makes time for me."

"That’s so sweet! And what about the aespa girls? You seem tight with them too." asks the host.

"Absolutely! says Ruby while smiling. "Those girls are like my sisters. Karina and I are both gaming geeks, so we have this rivalry going on—it’s ridiculous how competitive we get. Winter and I bond over songwriting; she’s such a genius when it comes to melodies. Ningning and Giselle are the life of the party—they make everything more fun. We all support each other, and it’s nice to have that sense of community."

"You’re lucky to have such a strong circle." says the host while leaning in with a mischievous smile. "But I have to shift gears for a second because the fans would kill me if I didn’t bring this up—Lee Taemin. You’ve mentioned in past interviews that he’s your ultimate celebrity crush. What’s the story there? Spill the details!"

"Why does this keep coming up? You’re all out to embarrass me!" says Ruby immediately covering her face and laughing nervously.

The host laughs and says, "Because it’s too good to ignore! Come on, give us the scoop."

Ruby sighed dramatically but smiled, "Okay, fine. Where do I even begin? Taemin Sunbaenim has been my idol since I was a kid. Watching him perform is like... it’s like watching someone bend time and space. He’s that mesmerizing. His artistry, his stage presence—everything about him is just next-level."

"So, what happens when you’re around him? Do you keep it cool, or...?" asks the host.

Ruby groans playfully and says, "Cool? Absolutely not! The problem is, every time I meet him, I turn into this awkward mess. I can’t form proper sentences, I trip over my words—it’s a disaster!

"You mean you’ve actually met him?" asks the host while grinning.

Ruby groans playfully and says, "Yes, a few times, and it’s been embarrassing every single time. He’s so kind and down-to-earth, which somehow makes it even worse because I get even more nervous... Once, I accidentally spilled coffee near him at an event. I was so flustered I kept apologizing, and he just smiled and told me it was okay. He was so sweet about it, but I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. I still cringe thinking about it!"

"That’s gold. Fans are going to love that story." says the host. "Have you ever told him how much you admire him?"

Shaking her head quickly says, "No way! I’d probably faint on the spot. But honestly, just being in the same room as him is inspiring. If I ever got to collaborate with him, that would be a dream come true. Maybe one day, when I stop being such a klutz around him."

"Let’s talk about your music now. Your latest single, Good for You, has been making waves. Fans are calling it one of your most personal tracks yet. What’s the story behind it?" asks the host.

Smiles mischievously and says, "Here’s the thing—Good for You is actually inspired by one of my friends’ relationships, not mine. But everyone assumes it’s about me, which I find hilarious by the way. The song is about her venting out her frustration about how her ex promised the world to her, but when they break up he moves on very quickly while she's still in pain from the breakup. She's still hurting and she doesn't understand why he isn't. It is also about how he worked on himself to be better for his new girl when he didn't do that when he was in a relationship with her... It’s raw and emotional, but also empowering."

"It’s such a powerful track." says the host.

"Thank you," says Ruby.

"So, why did people think it was about you?" asks the host.

Ruby laughs and says, "I think it’s because I poured so much emotion into it. When I perform, I try to embody the feelings of the song, so I guess people assumed I was singing about my own breakup. But no, I’m good—my ex and I are on fine terms. This one’s all about my friend’s drama."

"Still, the way you deliver it makes it feel so personal." says the host. "Do you think that’s why it’s resonated with so many fans?"

Ruby nods her head and says, "I think so. At its core, the song is about venting out you're frustrations after heartbreak, and that’s something almost everyone can relate to. I’ve been there too, so even if the story isn’t mine, the emotions are very real."

"How do you balance being so open in your music while protecting your privacy as a public figure?" asks the host.

Ruby pauses thoughtfully and says, "It’s not easy. It’s a balancing act for sure. There are times when I feel exposed, especially when a song like Good for You comes out and people start speculating about who it’s about. But at the end of the day, I remind myself that my music is my way of connecting with others. My music is my way of connecting with people, and if sharing stories helps even one person feel less alone, it’s worth it."

"You’ve definitely touched a lot of lives, Ruby. But let’s lighten the mood a bit. What’s a day in the life of Korea’s Rock Princess like when you’re not performing or writing music?" asks the host.

"It’s surprisingly normal!" exclaims Ruby. "I love lazy days where I just binge-watch dramas and TV series or play video games. I’m also a huge foodie, but the problem is that I'm vegan, so there are not a lot of options when I go out and eat in Korea. And, of course, I hang out with my friends when our schedules align. They keep me grounded."

"Wait! Are you a vegan? I didn't know that..." says the host.

"Yes, and even though I love new recipes or visiting hidden gem restaurants, I'm usually stuck eating vegetables," she says while chuckling.

"Oh, I see... Well, I think being a vegan, especially here in Korea, takes a lot of courage and willpower, so kudos to you. Before we wrap up, let’s talk about what’s next for you. What can fans expect from Ruby shortly?" asks the host.

"Lots of exciting things! says Ruby smiling brightly. "One of the things is that I'm expanding my YouTube channel, not just doing vlogs, but maybe doing podcasts. I'm still trying to figure out what it is going to be about but believe me; it's going to happen. I’m also working on a new album, and it’s probably my most ambitious project yet. I’m experimenting with different sounds—still, rock at its core, but incorporating elements of electronic and orchestral music. I’m also hoping to collaborate with some of my friends, like Taeyong or the aespa girls. And maybe, just maybe, I can get over my nerves... a certain someone named Taemin."

"We’re manifesting that collaboration right now!" Ruby and Taemin—make it happen!" the host exclaims. "Any final words for your fans before we wrap up?"

Ruby turns to the camera, her tone heartfelt, and says, "Thank you for sticking with me through everything. Your love and support mean the world to me, and I’ll keep working hard to make you proud. I love you all so much!"

"Beautifully said. Ruby, thank you for sharing your story with us. You’re an inspiration, and we can’t wait to see what’s next for you." says the host.

"Thank you! This was so much fun," says Ruby.

"That’s all for today on The Star Zone! Stay tuned for more stories from your favorite stars. Until next time!"

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[kiestrokes]

Kie, I am in desperate need of some SHINee hard hours 👹 but also soft bc you know I am a soft bby

So what do you think would make the members go feral for you but in like a ✨tender✨ way, and how would that manifest?

SHINee Soft Kinks That Lead to Hard Hours | NSFW

Pairing: SHINee x Gender Neutral!Reader/You/Yn Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Genre: hard hours, headcanon, imagine, fluff, smut. Warnings: Jonghyun is mentioned below, warning to my fellow Shawols who still find it difficult to read or see him.

Sexually Explicit Content: non explicit smut, kissing, biting, marking, fondling.

🗝️ Note: @chans-room I might kick you out of the jaeger (again) for this...esp after you know I was secretly drooling over Minho's tummy in our DM's last night. Nothing is beta read per usual.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below.

Kim Jonghyun We are going to keep Jjong PG-13 out of respect, but Jjong's biggest soft kink is eye contact, add in touching and you've seen how it instantly makes him a magnet to other members and idols. Jonghyun needs to caress and kiss every inch of your body and as soon as its reciprocated, it's like you set him on fire in the best way possible.

Lee Jinki Ohhh Jinki 🫠 hear me out...Jinki's soft kink is laughter. He loves laughing, but a person who is just so willing to laugh too? Oh, he is whipped. It takes you a little while to figure this out, why this man is always attacking you with kisses in the middle of your giggles and smiles. Jinki is soft and romantic, intimacy with him is slow and sustained. He's holding off his orgasms for an hour, working you slowly through several first.

Choi Minho MinhoeMinhoeMinhoe. The way to this man is through his stomach. You make him a feast and he's immediately taking you to bed afterwards. Where you can’t stop yourself from kissing a nipping at his swollen belly. His abs still faintly outlined underneath the stretch of his stomach. He has the softest, most supple skin from his strict skincare and grooming schedule. Fed Minho is a little slower about things, he's going to take his time. Making everything all that much more intense. Not as drawn out as Jinki, Minho is sensual and you're both coming in no time.

Kim Kibum Can I do this? Yes...okay. He might be the hardest to configure when it comes to soft kinks, I think Kibum really loves receiving gifts. Especially if he doesn't have to tell you himself. I can just imagine it's a random Tuesday morning and you picked up something he had been eyeing a couple weeks ago (you also feed the dogs because Kibum cannot stand the smell of their food). He gasps, clutching the item and then clutching you. Peppering you with kisses between his praise. He is quick to reciprocate in working your body to a quick orgasm with that talented mouth and pretty hands.

Lee Taemin I think for Taemin it is honestly anyone that can keep up with him dancing. In the middle of the club, the undulating bodies, the closeness of everything. The minute your hips track with his and you never step on his toes, not even once 👀 Taemin is ready to corral you into a dimly lit corridor. Being intimate with him is not quick, everything is sensual and drawn out mirroring the way that he dances. He takes his time, because there is no need to rush in our little cancer bbys mind. Little touches from his small hands everywhere until you're dragging his pretty lips back to your mouth. Taemin doesn't mind when you take control, but he still has these tendencies (the grip on your waist, on the back of your neck, in his gaze) that let you know he is in mutual control.

© COPYRIGHT 2023 by kiestrokes All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations.

[thesafecafe]

Trust In Me: Mommy May

Summary: You can always trust in Taemin. He is always there for you. He is always there, leading you down the right path. Really, you have no choice but to trust in him. You will, if you know what’s good for you.

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, yandere Taemin, toxic relationship, gaslighting, obsessive and possessive themes, manipulation, fingering, pussy slapping, oral (male rec), cum swallowing, unprotected sex (don’t), riding, slight objectification themes, mommy dom! Taemin, sub fem! reader (who’s wearing a microskirt and no panties), pet names, condescending Taemin, reader is naïve + subservient, smut under the cut enjoy! 

Disclaimer: I do not believe that any of the members of SHINee would act like this in real life, nor is it a guide on their real life personalities. I do not support/condone the behavior represented in this work, it is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

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Tea. Sugar. Milk. Honey. You mentally ticked off  the ingredients for the tea you were making. You couldn’t make any mistakes; you couldn’t afford any. It was already bad enough that you were running behind. Thankfully, you’d already prepared lunch, and as soon as you finished setting up the afternoon  tea tray, you heard it. The sound that signaled the winding down of time. The sound of a familiar, habitual whistling. Taemin was home. Quickly assessing your tray, you set the final touches up, before throwing off your apron and picking up the tray. Making your way to the  living room, you carefully lowered yourself onto your knees.

You let out an internal sigh of relief as you realized you’d made it to the living room first. Just in time too, since it only took a few moments for the whistling to stop. You caught a glimpse of his boots as he walked in, since your eyes were trained on the floor. It was just what he’d taught you to do: kneel before him and don’t speak until he addressed you. A lesson in manners that had been drilled into you over and over again. You heard him taking off his accessories, tossing them into a drawer before he turned to you. “You’re on time today dear. That makes a whole month of you being a good girl right?” He sounded pleased as he circled around your form, before sitting in his recliner. “Go on, speak.”

“Thank you mommy. It is my pleasure to serve you. I wouldn’t be able to do it without you. Allow me to serve you again this afternoon.”  Taemin smiled. You genuinely wanted to please him. The lessons had been paying off. “You may serve me. Start with the tea today.” You nodded, placing the tray on his side table. Rising to your feet, you began to prepare the tea that he usually drank. You hoped he couldn't see that your hands had a slight tremble to them. ‘He’s in a good mood, you can ask. Don't worry.’  You reassured yourself as you poured the tea, handing it over to Taemin. ‘Now or never Y/N. Be brave.’ As you prepared yourself to speak, you didn't realize that your expression had changed.

“What’s on your mind my dove? You look worried to death.” Taemin took an appreciative sip of tea, humming before setting it aside. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself. So much for being subtle. “Well mommy, I had a question to ask you. Do you remember Mr. Kim’s dove?” He nodded, his eyes meeting yours. “I remember you two had quite an interesting play date last time.” You nodded your head earnestly, excitement beginning to mix with your nerves. “I really enjoyed her company, and when it was time for my phone privileges last week, she asked if I would go to the movies with her soon. If it’s alright with you, can I go mommy, please?” Your words were a bit rushed, but clear. You knew he understood your request, and you waited with bated breath for him to  answer.

Seconds stretched into minutes, and you felt like time had slowed down. Each passing second felt like an hour, and you could feel a bead of sweat roll down your neck. Had it always been this hot in the room, or was it the way you were being regarded by your lover, like you were one of the targets he hunted down as a sport. As the tension in the air became palpable, you were sure he was weighing what you said in his mind. Finally, he broke the tense silence. “You want to go to the movies? With someone else?” The indicative tone of his voice had you  dropping to your knees. “It wouldn’t be just anyone! It would be your most trusted acquaintance chaperoning. It would be safe as well-’ 

You are cut off by a hand cupping your jaw. Forcing your chin up so that you meet his eyes. Taemin’s glare freezes you. “My most trusted acquaintance? Who are you to decide who that is for me?! Did I ever say that he was?!” You shake your head, your mouth useless as it is caught in his vice grip. “I allow you company once, and this is how you repay me? You ask to break my number one rule, knowing that it keeps you safe, that it keeps us safe!” You claw at his hand, panic overtaking you. This wasn’t what you planned to happen. You thought you’d done everything right.. “No-no, mommy, I didn’t mean it that way! I wouldn’t try to break your rules, I promise!” Taemin pushes you away, almost toppling you over. 

“I see. You don’t love me anymore, right? That’s why you’re asking. My company isn’t enough for you anymore.” You continually denied his words, telling him that you loved him with all your heart. “Is that so? It can’t be. If you really loved me, you’d get on your knees and beg my forgiveness. You’d never ask to go somewhere without me again.” Your heart split in two at his words. Were you really so cruel? You’d never meant to hurt his feelings. Getting onto your hands and knees, you hung your head low. “Please forgive me mommy, It won’t happen again. I’ll be good, I promise! I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Another silence fills the room, shorter this time. “Are you really sorry?” Taemin’s voice had a particular edge to it, that you couldn't quite place.

“Yes mommy! One thousand times sorry!” You couldn’t see the wicked sneer on Taemin’s face as he contemplated his next words carefully. “I’m deeply disappointed in you sweetheart. I go to work all day, thinking of nothing but how I’ll keep you safe and take care of you. You really deserve a punishment for such bad behavior.” Your heart dropped at his words. Taemin’s punishments were like hell on earth, and something you never wanted to experience ever again if you could avoid it. There were still scars from the last time. “But since you’ve been so good this past month, I won’t punish you.” Your eyes widened, and you looked up at him in shock. “Don’t look so surprised. I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself.” 

You watched as he sat back in his chair, his legs spread wide in his recliner. “Go on dove, show me how sorry you are.” His words hung heavy in the air, and you immediately shuffled closer, stopping when you were situated between his legs. Reaching for his belt, you quickly unbuckled it, before unzipping his pants. You could see the outline of his dick through his underwear, already starting to stand at attention. You carefully placed your hand on him, rubbing him through the material. Taemin sighed, a look of boredom on his face. “Is that all, my toy?” He sighed again, closing his eyes. You changed tactics, this time reaching for the band of his underwear. The last thing you wanted was for him to be unsatisfied. You pulled down his briefs just enough to spring his cock free of restraints.

You wasted no time, taking him into your mouth. Your tongue flattened against the tip, rubbing against it, before sucking it fervently. Taemin groaned as you alternated between harsh sucking and swirling your tongue around him. Your hand moved along the base, your nails grazing the underside of his length. If you’d been paying attention, you’d have seen the way his hands gripped onto the arms of the chair as you pleased him. He was restraining himself; he'd never admit it to you, but he could barely keep himself together from a single touch from you 

You could hear him cursing under his breath, a sign he was close. You kept going, taking him further into your mouth, and finally looking at his face. He is watching you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. You made eye contact with him, not stopping your actions. You moaned around him, sucking and licking more earnestly. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you let yourself get lost in the feeling. “Fuck!” Taemin cursed loudly, throwing his head back as he filled your mouth with his seed. You caught all of it, not allowing any to spill. “Good girl, swallow it.” Taemin panted, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

You obeyed him, opening your mouth to show him when you were done. “I knew you were still my good girl. Come here, stand up for me.” He pulled you up, bringing you to stand between his legs. He parted your thighs, before sliding his hand up to your slit. Running his middle finger between your lips, he felt your arousal pool and run down to his palm. You shuddered when he grazed your clit. He kept at his shallow teasing for a few moments, before pausing to speak. “You’re my good girl, right?” You swallowed thickly, trying to break through your clouded haze of lust. “Yes mommy, I’m your good girl.” He hummed, nodding his head. “So you won’t ask me to break any more of the rules, right?” You shook your head, reassuring him that you’d never ask again.

Resuming his previous movements, Taemin pressed his fingers deeper between your lips, now fully dragging over your clit. He carefully dipped his middle finger into your hole, loving the way your walls sucked him right in. “My perfect little toy, you’re so naïve. Everyone sees it in you.” Taemin added another finger into you, pumping them in and out, and hitting a spot that had you reeling. “You have to be more careful. Don’t you know that she was trying to humiliate you in public?” His thumb finds your clit, rubbing in circles. “She talks about everyone behind their back, so how could I let you go out with her?” You don’t answer, far too lost in the pleasure you were receiving. 

He increased his pace, his fingers fucking into you with renewed purpose. “All you can do is trust in me. I’m here for you, I never deceive you, do I?” You shake your head again. “No, you, you never lie to me mommy. I trust you.” Taemin smirked, satisfied with your answer. Sliding his fingers out of you, he gave you a moment to register it before landing a harsh smack to your clit. It only took two more to send you over the edge, your cries of pleasure like music to his ears. When you came down from your high, he was beaming at you. “My dove, you’re so well behaved, just for me.” You blushed at the compliment, not used to receiving such positive feedback from him.

Taemin pulled you closer to him, pulling you down until you were straddling his thighs. Pulling your face towards his, he kissed you deeply, the taste of his release still on your lips. He broke the kiss for air, putting his forehead against yours. He took a good look at you as you caught your breath. Your makeup was smudged, lip gloss almost nonexistent. Your skirt bunched around your waist, a poor excuse for covering up any skin. But what really drew him in were your eyes. Blown over with lust and unfaltering adoration for the man in front of you. You wanted him, and if there was nothing he wanted more, it was for your desire to be solely focused on him.

Reaching for the lever of the recliner, Taemin adjusted the chair to a more comfortable position. He could feel your eyes on his every movement. “Ride me.” He commands you softly, seeing how much further you’re willing to go; how far you’re willing to go for him. You grab him, aligning the head with your entrance. You ease onto him carefully, until he is fully sheathed in you. You adjust for a moment, before you are moving your hips up and down on him, the both of you sighing in pure bliss. Taemin’s hands come to rest on your hips, helping to move you along the length of his dick. “Do you want to cum for me dove? Want me to fill you up just the way you like?” His teeth nipped at the skin of your neck, and you shivered at the sensation.

“Yes, yes mommy please! Please fill me up!” Taemin kissed your neck, his mouth trailing marks all over your skin. “Then tell me you trust me, that I’m the only one you’ll ever trust. You’re mine, and no one else deserves you, they don’t love you the way I do.” Taemin knew you’d tell him what he wanted to hear. You were completely loyal to him, You were his toy, his puppet specifically. It only took a few strings to make you behave how he wanted. You had no choice but to trust in him. Every puppet needed a master. He just happened to be yours. “You’d better trust in me just like I’m saying.”

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[yootaesowlwrites]

Are You Trying To Seduce Me? - Lee Taemin

W/C: 4.2K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Are you trying to seduce me?” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, nicknames, pool side sex, breast play, nipple sucking, nipple licking, marking, clit stimulation, fingering, oral (female receiving), teasing, begging, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), overstimulation, aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You watch as Taemin exits the house he had rented for a week for the both of you, he was wearing his swim shorts while you were already in the pool, completely submerged in the water, only your head wasn’t submerged, and he had no idea about the swimwear you had bought right before you left for the vacation. He sits down on one of the tanning chairs and looks in your direction, a smile forms on his lips as he sees you looking at him.

“Is the water good?” He asks. You nod your head and swim towards the shallow part of the pool before making your way towards the stairs. You step out of the pool, keeping your eyes on him as you do, and watch as his eyes widen once he sees what you had chosen to wear. Your skin glistens in the sun as the water rolls down your body. “Shit… Are you trying to seduce me?” You make your way towards him and stop right in front of him, blowing the sun from shining directly not him.

“Well, that’s up to you to decide,” You say. He reaches out for you and you take a step back. “Wait, wait, what do you think of it?” You slowly turn around, letting him see everything of the swimsuit before you turned back to face him with a smile on your lips, you watch as his eyes darken and his jaw tensing.

“I think… I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…” He says in a low tone that caused your stomach to drop and twist. “Because fuck, the swimsuit is a bonus, but you, right now, I want to make you cum over and over again with my fingers, my mouth, both, until you’re begging for me to be inside you,” You swallow as you feel your insides twisting into a knot. “Do you want that?” You nod your head and watch as he stands from the tanning chair. He reaches out and grips your hips, pulling you against him before his lips crashed against you.

Your lips move with his, and you feel his hands sliding up your sides before they move over your back and pull at the strings of your top, his tongue slides against your lips, and you part yours to let him slip it between your lips. Your hands move to his waist and grip onto his swim shorts as you feel his tongue sliding over your tongue before moving over the roof of your mouth, your breathing was becoming harder, and it started to feel like you were running out of air. You could feel yourself growing wet the longer the kiss went on, the more you feel his hands on you as he pulls the top away from you.

“Ohh, fuck, this is a dream, I swear,” He mutters as he finally breaks away from the kiss. Your lips felt swollen, and you felt strings of saliva breaking off against your chin. “Don’t wake me if it is,” His lips press against your neck, and he sloppily kisses his way down to your chest, leaving a wet trail down your neck. His tongue flattens against your breast, and he licks around your nipple before licking a stripe towards your other nipple before taking the bud in his mouth.

“Shit, Tae…” You moan and reach up with one hand to grip the back of his head. “Fuck…” You could feel yourself growing wetter as the seconds tick by. He cups your boob and uses his thumb to rub around your nipple, making you feel it harden as you feel some parts of his nail also moving against the bud, which seems to be adding to the pleasure that was going through you. “Min… fuck, oh…” Your skin heats up, and you could feel sweat mixing in with the water droplets. “Hmm, oh…” Your fingers massage into his scalp as you feel him pull your nipple with his lips while rolling the other one between his fingers. “Fuck, fuck… Taemin…” He tugs on your nipple with his fingers, and you swore you felt the knot inside you getting tugged on as well.

“Fuck, ohh, my fucking fuck,” You breathe out. Your skin felt flushed, and you could feel your arousal starting to slip past your folds and soak into your bottoms. “Oh, my fucking…” You twist your fingers into his swim shorts and grip onto them tightly. You could feel some type of shock going down to your pussy as he keeps sucking and pulling on your nipple, you swear if he kept it up, you would cum right then and there from the pleasure you were feeling. He pulls away from your nipple with a soft popping sound and moves his hands to grip your hips.

“The little sounds you’re making, fuck, I’m getting hard,” He mutters as he takes a step back, pulling you with him, before he sits down on the tanning chair. He leans forward and presses his lips against the centre of your stomach and slowly kisses his way down, while his fingers dip into the elastic of your bottoms and push them down. His lips travel lower before pausing when he reaches the crease of your hip and begins to suck on the spot.

“Taemin, oh, my fucking fuck,” You mutter as you feel another sensation go through you. Your bottoms fall around your ankles and you step out of them carefully before pushing them aside with your foot. His hands press against your thighs and slowly moves to the inside of them as he slides his hands upwards. You step your legs apart to give him more access to your pussy before his hands pause inches away from touching it. “Fuck, Min… shit, really…” He pulls away from the crease of your hips and looks up at you as he moves to the other side. “Fuck, you’re such a tease,” He smirks at you before his lips attach to your skin and another mark is sucked into you.

“Taemin…” You moan as you feel his hands massaging into your inner thighs, you could feel your folds gently getting pulled by the action, and you knew that your arousal was now slipping past your folds with how wet you were. “Fuck, please, touch me…” He slides his hand higher, and you feel his fingers brush along your folds, feeling your juices that coated your outer folds.

“Ohh, fuck, you’re soaking wet, sweetheart,” He mutters against the crease of your hip. He softly kisses the spot before pulling away from it. “Did all my touches do that to you?” You could hear the teasing tone in his voice as he spoke.

“You know it did,” You mutter. He slides his fingers along your folds, spreading your juices more along them, before you heard a squelching sound as he pulls them apart. “Ohh, fuck…” He could see your chest rising and falling as you were taking in several deep breaths.

“It makes me so glad to know I have this effect on you, baby,” He says. His fingers slip past your folds and press against your inner folds before slowly sliding along your pussy. You could hear your wetness sloshing as he drags his fingers through it. “Just hearing how wet you were, I just want to bury myself inside you,” His fingers reach your clit, and he slowly rubs over the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” You gasp as your body jolts and shockwaves go up your spine. “Tae… Fuck, Taemin,” His fingers slowly slide over the nub, and you could feel the tension growing inside you, getting tighter and bigger. Your lids flutter before they completely shut at the blissful feeling going through your veins, you couldn’t even describe how it felt. “Min… Min…” You feel two of his fingers sliding along the side of your clit before you felt him roll the bundle of nerves between his fingers. “Ohh, fuck, fuck,” You could feel your legs wanting to twitch and your knees wanting to bend as the feeling goes down them. “Shit…”

“Tell me if you feel like you’re going to fall,” He says. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself when I’m trying to make you feel so good,” You feel him roll the nub between his fingers again, and it took everything inside you to keep standing as you felt a jolt going down your legs again. “You just look so good… fuck,” He tugs on the bundle of nerves before releasing it and pressing his fingers against it again.

“Miiinnnnn,” You whine as you feel him rubbing figure eights over it. “Fuck, it’s so good…” You could feel your high creeping closer and closer, your skin was heating up even more, and you could feel your legs wanting to give out underneath you. “Min…” He presses down hard against your clit, making your back arch and your head fall back. “FUCK, Taemin, fuck…” He slides his fingers away from your clit, and you could feel them getting closer to your entrance. “Taemin, oh, fuck…” You feel him slip two digits inside you, the loud sucking sound of your wetness goes through the air as his fingers easily slip into you.

“Fuck, you’re so soaked, you can easily take three fingers,” He says. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you, making you feel just how wet you were. “Let’s see if you can,” You feel a third digit slipping into you and his fingers move slightly faster. “Fuck, you really can.”

“Fuck, Taemin, oh, fucking…” You moan and curl your toes into the ground. Sweat mixes in with the pool water dripping down your press. “Ohh, my fuck…” You could see specs of dust forming behind your lids as you were nearing your high. “Taemin, T-Taemin…” You could feel a tingling sensation going up your spine and your legs threatening to collapse beneath you. “SHIT!” He had pressed the heel of his palm against your clit and rubbed against your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. Your grip on his hair tightens, and you tug on it, pulling his head backwards as you were inching closer to your high. “Fuck, Taemin…”

“TAEMIN!” You suddenly cry out as you feel the tension snapping inside you. You bring your other hand to his shoulders to grip him and lean forward as you go through your high, your mind felt like it was floating through the clouds as ecstasy goes through your body. “TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You were in absolute bliss. His fingers rapidly pump in and out of you to get you through your high, and he could see your legs shaking. “FUCK, SO GOOD, OH, MY FUCKING!” You could feel the feeling slowly begin to subside as you begin to come down from the high, his fingers disappearing from inside you along with the heel of his palm against your clit. “Fuck… Min…”

Your hand releases his shoulder and his hair as you feel him lean backwards, you slowly open your eyes and watch as he gets up from the tanning chair with a towel in his hand. He moves past you, and you hear the sound of the towel being thrown open before you felt his hands on your hips and his warmth pressing against your back, making you lean right into it.

“Come, lay down,” He mutters into your ear, and gently kisses the back of your neck. You slowly turn around and move towards the towel, and carefully lay down with help from him. Once you were laying on the towel, he moves back towards the tanning chairs and grabs one of the pillows that were on it. “Lift those pretty hips for me,” You bend your knees and press your feet into the ground and lift your hips, and he positions the pillow underneath them to elevate them slightly. “Good girl,” He moves between your legs, and settles on his knees between them. You feel his fingers spread your folds before you feel his hair tickling the inside of your thighs.

“Tae… Tae… Taaaeee,” You whine as you feel his hot breath against your folds. “Oh, fucking, shit…” His tongue presses against your pussy, and you feel him licking a stripe upwards along it until he reaches your clit and slowly licks over the bundle of nerves. “TAEMIN!” You could feel your legs shaking and your toes already curling into the towel. “FUCK!” You press your knees together, pushing his head even more against your pussy as they press against the side of his head. “Fuck, fuck,” His arms wrap around your thighs and his hands grip onto them firmly as he licks back down your pussy and towards your slit.

“Fuck, Taemin…” You whimper and squeeze your eyes shut as you hear him lapping at your juices and swallowing them as well. “Fuck, fuck… shit,” Your mind was spinning from everything you were feeling and experiencing with him. You feel his tongue brushing against your entrance as he laps at your arousal. “Fuck… fuck,” Your hips slightly bucking each time as you felt his warm tongue against your slit. You feel his nose brushing against your clit and feel his hot breath blowing against your pussy before his tongue was sliding back to your clit.

“TAEMIN!” You reach down and grip his hair, twisting his locks around your fingers as you do. You could hear him breathing loudly against your mound as his tongue reaches your clit. “Fuck, oh, my fucking… shit, T-Taemin,” His lips wrap around your clit and you feel your muscles tensing. “Taemin, Oh, my fuck, I’m gonna… Taemin, Tae-Taemin,” You stutter out as you feel him sucking on the bundle of nerves. You feel the tip of his tongue pressing against your clit before feeling him play with it. “Ohh, my fucking… Taemin, shit, that feels so… ohhh, my fuck,” You could feel a hot tingling feeling slowly going up your legs and towards the knot that was building inside you again.

“Taaaeeemmiiiinnn,” You could feel your back sticking to the towel each time you arched it the slightest bit. You pull on his hair as you feel him begin to suck on the nub again, and it felt like he was sucking right at the knot of tension inside you. “Ohh, my fucking…” You turn your head from side to side as you feel pleasure pumping through your veins. “Fucking… FUCK!” You lift your hips and push your pussy against his face even more before you slowly lower them back against the pillow. “Taemin, it’s so good…” He releases your clit, and you feel his nose brush against your clit before you feel his tongue pushing against your slit. “Shit, fuck, shit…” Your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your shut lids as you feel him pushing his tongue inside you.

“FUCK, Taemin, oh, my fucking…” You cry out as you feel tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes. “Fuck, I’m gonna… Taemin, I swear, I’m…” You feel his tongue move inside you, and you swear you felt your insides taking another dip as the tension inside you only gets tighter. “Fuck…” His nose rubs against your clit, and you could feel a slight stimulation from it as you see stars starting to form behind your lids. “Tae… I’m close…” His tongue dips in and out of you, making your walls clench involuntarily at the sensation. “Taemin… Taaeemmiiinnn,” He flattens his tongue against your pussy and licks a long, thick stripe along your pussy before reaching your clit again. “Oh, fuck, oh, shit… OH!” Your back arches and stars dance behind your lids as the tension inside you snaps once you felt the rough texture of his tongue reaching your clit.

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCKING!” You cry out in pleasure. You bring your free hand up to your face and grab onto your head for a second before you stretch it out above you. “FUCK, OH, MY FUCKING!” You could feel pleasure coursing through your entire body as it shakes with ecstasy. Your mind felt like it was flying high in the sky, while your body felt light for a few minutes. “FUCK, fuck, Taemin, oh, my fucking,” you were a blubbering mess as drool spills from the corner of your mouth and tears from your eyes. “Shit, FUCK, TAEMINNN!” You were just starting to come down from your high and your body was slowly starting to stop shaking when you felt him pushing three digits inside you, when had his hand released your thigh?

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You cry as you feel another orgasm immediately building as you feel his lips wrap around your clit. “FUCK, FUCK, TAEMIN!” Your mind felt mush from all the pleasure you were experiencing, “INSIDE, I WANT YOU INSIDE!” You weren’t sure how many more orgasms you could take or handle, and you just wanted to feel his cock inside you. “PLEASE, FUCK ME, I NEED YOU, FUCK!” You slam your hand against the towel before twisting the fabric between your fingers. “I WANT YOU INSIDE ME, FUCK, PLEASE, TAE!” Your upper body twists to the side from the pleasure going through you as you feel the tension inside you rapidly build. You weren’t going to last another minute.

“PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, MIN!” You cry out as you pull at the towel and at his hair. “FUCK, PLEASE, I NEED YOU INSIDE ME, I WANT YOU INSIDE ME!” You didn’t care how desperate you sounded while begging for him, for his cock, you just needed him. “OHH, OHH UH, HMM!” You press your head harder against the ground as you feel another orgasm rip through your body, and your mind was thrown into the clouds while your body floats on cloud nine while shaking with ecstasy. “TAAAEEEMMMMIIINNN!” Your feet were starting to hurt from how long you’ve had your toes curled, your skin was completely soaked in sweat now.

He releases the bundle of nerves from his lips and lifts his head away from your pussy, your legs slowly relax as you pull your legs away from his head. He turns his head, and you feel a wet kiss being left behind on your inner thigh before you feel him leaving a trail towards your knee before he pulls his head away while licking his lips clean, and loudly too. He slides his fingers out from inside you, and you were quickly aware of how sensitive you were, and you were aware of the heartbeat thumping in your clit. His arm unwraps from around your thigh, and you feel his body heat disappear from between your legs, forcing you to release the grip you had on his hair.

“Tae…” You breathe out. You could hear the sound of fabric being removed and assumed he was removing his shorts while you were trying to catch your breath and gather your thoughts.

“Fuck, you’re a soaking mess, there,” He mutters. He wraps his hand around his cock and pumps his length a few times, spreading his arousal that’s been gathering at the tip of his cock over his girth. “Fuck… So hot, baby,” He moves back between your legs, and you couldn’t help but let out a whimper.

“Tae, I’m so fucking sensitive right now…” You mutter. Your heart was just starting to calm down, but you could feel it pick right back up again at his touch. “I’m gonna cum immediately when you push inside me,” He places his hands on your knees as he moves closer to you. “Tae…”

“I know, baby, I know,” He mumbles. You watch as he moves even closer to you, you feel his cock near your pussy, and he moves one of his hands to his cock. “I know, but I want to be inside you, do you want that?” He slowly slides his hand up and down along his length, he could already feel his balls tightening and knew he probably had too much fun making you come undone. “I won’t do it if you say no right now.”

“Hmpf, Taemin, fuck,” You mutter. “Fuck, I wanna feel you inside me,” Your body jolts as you feel him slide his cock between your folds, and slowly coat his member with your juices. “Tae-Taemin…” You feel the head of his cock push against your entrance and your muscles instantly tense up as you feel him starting to push. “Fuck, Fuck, Taemin!” You feel your legs starting to shake as his cock slides deeper into you.

“Ohh, uhmm, fuck, fuck, your walls…” He groans as he feels them clench around him. He pauses for a moment and lets you calm down before he pushes himself further into you. You feel a knot growing inside you, and you could only count down the seconds before your high would hit you again. He leans over you and presses his hands against the ground, and slowly continues pushing into you.

“FUCK, Taemin, Taemin…” You moan. You were sensitive and the way his cock was sliding along your walls and rubbing every spot inside you. “FUCK!” Your back aches and your hips buck upwards, causing his cock to push inside you with one quick movement and causing the tension inside you to snap. Your body shakes as you turn your head from side to side in absolute bliss. “TAEMIN!” Your mind felt completely mushed as you were going through another high. “FUCK, FUCKING!” The sound of your wetness was loud as he begins thrusting in and out of you, your moans and his groans mix in together.

“Fuck, you’re just… fuck,” He grunts out. Your inner thighs were soaked with your arousal as it splatters against them with each thrust he gives, he could feel his thighs becoming coated with your arousal as well. “Fuck… fuck, so good, hmm, you’re taking is so good, baby,” You swear you were just having orgasm after orgasm at this point, you weren’t even sure if you’d come down from your last high when you felt another crash into you.

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You cry out, pulling at the towel even more. You blindly reach out for him and manage to grab onto his biceps and squeeze down on it. “FUCK, FUCK!” You weren’t sure if you were able to handle it anymore, it started to feel like your pussy was growing numb. “TAEMIN!”

“I’m getting close,” He groans. “I waited too long, I’m gonna cum soon, baby,” He could feel his balls tightening even more. “Fuck… Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” You could feel his thrusts becoming sloppy as he was getting closer and closer to his release, that’s when you felt another high course through your veins, causing your entire body to stiffen.

“OH UH HMM FUCK!” You moan. You feel his hips falter against yours before he suddenly pauses against you, and he buries his head in the crook of your neck. He could feel your body shaking against his, but within just a few seconds, a release hits him and hot ropes of cum spill into you, filling your sopping hole. He keeps himself against you, forcing himself to not move as he comes undone above you. “FUCK, TAEMIN!” His stomach muscles twitch and pull as he goes through his orgasm. “Tae…” It becomes quiet between you both as you ascend from the highs you just had, your heart drumming loudly in your ears as you try to catch your breath and gather your mushed thoughts.

You could feel him breathing loudly against your neck, and you could hear it also, sweat coated his skin, and you could feel his skin sliding against yours each time either of you breathed. You felt completely spent and like you could sleep for days from everything that you’ve been through. You feel him slowly move away from you before you hear him groan as he sits upright on his knees. You slowly open your eyes and look at him as the sun shines down against his skin, making it glisten from the sweat coating him.

“Fuck, Taemin…” You mutter. You feel his cock sliding out from you, making you whimper and whine at the feeling, you feel your mixed releases spilling from you and spilling down your ass and onto the pillow, you were still on top of. You lift your hips slightly, and he pulls the pillow from you before you lay down, you extend your legs, and you let out a sigh.

“Let me go toss this in the washing room, and then bring a towel to clean you with,” He says. You only nod your head, your throat feeling sore from all the screaming you had done for him. He gets up from the ground and moves past you and into the house, it only took a few moments before he was back with a towel in and kneeling next to you and carefully cleaning your thighs. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Hmm…” You hum. He carefully moves high and slowly cleans your folds, you could hear the squelching sound coming from you as he does.

“Can you walk?” He asks. He pulls the towel away before looking towards the umbrella that was open. “Let me move the umbrella here, so you don’t get a worse sunburn,” Your eyes shut from tiredness, and you hear him pull the umbrella closer to you and moments later you feel the shade over you too. You feel a cool breeze blow against your skin as you begin to fall asleep. “Next time… We should do it inside.”

[iridescentxstars]

hi hello !!! can i request a jongin superhero/villian with some love potion + jealousy + “We won’t be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.” + dacryphilia <3

villian!jongin x superhero!fem!reader || trope: love potion + jealousy || dialogue: "we won't be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that" || kinks: dacryphilia, orgasm control || warnings: multiple orgasms, love potion or horny potion same thing, no mention of how the love potion got into their system || wc: 800~

please remember this is all fictional. this work is NSFW and contains SMUT, if you are under 18+ DO NOT INTERACT

Your body feels hot, tingly and while you want to fight and push him away – you end up doing the exact opposite and pulling Jongin into you, kissing him in a way that has him melting into the kiss. “What is happening?” You mumble against his lips, fingers holding his shirt closely. “Why can’t I keep away from you? I shouldn’t want you this much.”

Jongin doesn’t know either, he doesn’t understand what’s happening but he can only guess by how much he wants you. There’s a fine line between love and hate, isn’t that how the saying goes and with the right catalyst, one will turn into the other. “Likewise, sweetheart,” he pulls away, looking at you with adoration shining in his eyes rather than the usual disdain. “You really do look beautiful in this light~.”

Your cheek flush with warmth and you turn away only for Jongin to have you look at him again. It would be so easy to create distance between you both and find reason in what’s going on but you don’t want to. You don’t want to run, you want to feel his body pressed against you and listen to his heartbeat while watching the stars. You want to feel fireworks and whisper sweet nothings against his lips under the moonlight. You want everything that you shouldn’t want with him. “I need to find Taemin,” you say, watching his eyes darken at the mention of your sidekick, “I need to get out of here.”

“You need to stay with me,” he tilts your head up to look him in the eyes, voice slightly strained as he grows annoyed because why are you thinking about another man when he’s right there? “We won’t be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.”

“And do what?”

Your question is answered by him kissing you with a heated passion while pushing you against the wall. There may not be a lot of things that make sense in this situation but what you do know is that you are wanting every moment of this. How could you not when it feels so good and so right to be with him and Jongin feels like he’s that missing puzzle piece slotting right into your heart. “I hated you for the longest time.” You say as his lips trail down your neck, fingers making quick work of your tight outfit and exposing your body to him. Fingers dance over your warm skin while yours tangle in his soft brown locks, “you’re a monster.”

“And yet,” he mumbles before nipping at your exposed breasts, “you are the only thing I can think about at this moment.” His lips are on yours while he lifts you up and walks you towards the closest surface to fuck you on. “I’ve never loved anything, ever, but if I did, I would love you and the way you feel in my arms.”

Jongin lays you down, your legs still tightly wrapped around his waist as he hovers over you, before everything becomes a blur. A messy, heated, all-consuming blur.

“I can’t-” You cry, hands pushing against Jongin’s shoulder as his fingers fuck you harshly. You have no idea how long it’s been but you know that you’ve had more orgasms with him than you have in the last year alone. “Jongin- Please, I can’t handle it-”

He leans forwards and licks the tears streaming down your face, fuck, you look so beautiful when you cry. He’s never realised that every time he’s seen you cry, every time he’s been the reason for it, it’s been a thrill until he pushes you towards another orgasm. “Yes, you can, beautiful. One more~.”

Shaking your head, you whine and shake as he watches more tears leave salty steaks over your cheeks. “I- I-” A primal scream leaves your lips as your back arches off the table and you swear you’ve gone insane from the pleasurable pain you’re feeling. Addicting but dangerous because while your body grows exhausted – you want more. Need more. As long as it’s from Jongin, you could handle it all.

“Stop saying his name,” he says sweetly as if he’s not rock hard from watching you cry for him. “If you stop saying his name, I wouldn’t have to keep doing this.”

Who’s name? You don’t even remember at this point, you’ve forgotten by orgasm… seven? You haven’t said anything but Jongin’s.

“Please…” you weakly beg, barely able to keep your eyes open as your breathing starts to settle, “I need-” As if knowing what it is that you’re asking for, Jongin slides inside your soaked core once more. “Ahhhh, fuck me.”

A soft kiss is pressed against your lips, the last gentle thing Jongin does before fucking you roughly. “As you wish, sweetheart~.”

[professorsparklepants]

Spotify | Youtube (lyricless) | Youtube (with translated lyrics)*

a voice came to me in a dream saying that i could make a life and death companions playlists using only kpop songs. and that voice? was kim dokja.

*flashing warning for Killing Me

TRACKLIST BELOW THE CUT

Illusion | aespa

Follow me, come and get illusion Swallow it all at once, delicious Irresistible bait, hook up Feeding on attention and growing up

Did I pick this song just because it had the word dokkaebi in it? Maybe. But you can't deny it's a starstream bop.

Deep | Hyo

Hiding sharp teeth, tension with you I predict eyes to eyes, explore it with you Oh you can take it? Won't be easy, you'll see Like the waves I'll hit you, whip up the water, deeper into me

This was the last song I added, but "two sharks circling each other in the water as a metaphor for a relationship" is SO early joongdok.

Camo | BoA

Hey baby, in the darkness with all the lights off I've hidden my shadow, I can't be tied down To some place tonight, my face has changed My heart is moving, but my camouflage will hide it I still don't know, yeah, my own heart The thick colors of the camouflage cover up the new world that'll surprise me

The dowager queen of kpop delivers a Kim Dokja song through and through.

Drunk-Dazed | ENHYPEN

I feel it, my head's in a daze daze daze I'm addicted, I replay-play-play The way you want it, go as far as you can to reach it Trapped in the carnival wow wow

[slaps Yoo Joonghyuk] this boy can fit so much timeloop trauma inside him

Want | Taemin

(Hot, Hot) Teasing you slowly (Hot, hot) Making you fall for me without limit (Hot, hot) Waking you up from the silence underneath your deep sea (Hot, hot) Will leave you wanting more, thirsting for more

I can't do a kpop themed shipping playlist and NOT include the King of Hoe Anthems himself.

Devil By the Window | TXT

Waste, waste away in the gutter with me No, I can't tell what is fake in my reality I see the waves, see the waves wash over me Oh, stay, you can stay when you're tempted to leave

Deja Vu | Dreamcatcher

Me deleting Lucifer by SHINee from the playlist because the lyrics don't fit: OTL

Me when I find another kpop song about Devils that's also way gayer: 😈

So now, I'm holding this pain Like you, who has thrown everything away Each day gets clearer Endlessly before me, oh deja vu Oh deja vu, oh deja vu, Oh deja vu, so I've fallen now Till the day I run out of breath, I can't let you go again Because we'll spend every moment together Don't get any further away from me

This is the only surviving entry from when this was 100% a joke playlist and not partially serious.

Psycho | Red Velvet

You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho People keep telling us As we fight like it's our last but then we get along They don't get it, it's so funny

Dysfunctional relationship anthem.

Killing Me | Chungha

Forgotten again these days The time has stopped When does it end? Try to pretend I'm used to it by now Something just fell apart What fell is the broken heart Future is trapped and has collapsed Everything is because of you

Is is really a joongdok playlist without at least one depressed breakup song?

Fiction | Highlight (formerly Beast)

Like this again (fiction in fiction) I can't end it (fiction in fiction) I am writing the story that will never end in my heart I will hold onto you (fiction in fiction) I won't let you go (fiction in fiction) I'm in the story of you and i that hasn't ended still, even today in fiction

I know Kim Dokja is the reader and not the writer but I couldn't NOT.

Heroine | Sunmi

In this drama of just us two The true hero was you, baby Yeah today you're being you Like a brilliant hero Just do as you have always done Even if that's playing the villain Even if that makes me sad You've got to be yourself Even if that hurts me, even if it's a sad ending The show must go on

This is the first song I added, honestly. Perfect for them.

What Can I Do | Day6

What am I to you? Do you even have feelings for me? Every time I meet you, you change Feels like I know you, but then I don't You meet all the people in the world but you have no time to give me? You're too much, why do you drive me so crazy?

I found this on a list of the gayest kpop songs.

Star | Loona

You're in my mind when I'm asleep I'm seeing stars sink in these dreams I don't wanna spend these hours with nobody else I'm in your mind, you're my dreams I'm freaking out I don't wanna leave But so selfishly I want you and nobody else

I debated between Voice (Korean version) and Star (English version) but then I realized Star has lines that can be read as the possession thing so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

Untouchable | Everglow

Tell me now, tell me now you want me Your feeling can be seen clearly like mine You and I are like one, we're so alike Talk about, talk about us, I want you My feeling can be seen clearly like yours Whatever people say, we're untouchable

Battle couple anthem.

Feel Special | Twice

You make me feel special No matter how the world brings me down Even when hurtful words stab me I smile again cause you're there That's what you do One moment I feel like I'm nothing at all Like no one would notice if I were gone But then when I hear you calling me, I feel loved I feel so special

When I realized I could put this song on this playlist I cackled.

Fairy of Shampoo | TXT

I don't feel lonely when I see you Even if I'm with my sad heart It just disappears far away Dear, you are my fairy of shampoo From this moment on, I will love you

This song is so fucking funny. Me and the woman from a shampoo commercial I have a parasocial relationship with.

Survive the Night | The Boyz

A crying child pouring starlight I got lost in the night I'm still lost there Though I realize it all I have to get out of here, warning warning warning Towards you running running running Small fragments and intersecting sensations only faint traces remember you I endure the dawn without you again, oh yeah

[pours one out for Kim Dokja's entire personal timeline]

Into the New World | Girls Generation

I love you, just like this The longed end of wandering I leave behind this world's unending sadness In the many unknowable paths I follow a dim light It's something we'll do together to the end Into my new world

Joongdok can have a protest song about reaching the end of the scenarios together. As a treat.

[xotaemintol]

i read why you aren't writing for shinee/kibum rn, but why do you still write for jonghyun?? it feels wrong to read about him when it feels like he should be put to rest (in a literal sense) so is there a reason you still do works and requests for him?? ive noticed some other people also decide to write for him still, so this may help me understand that as well

Sorry but this will kinda long to explain 😅 just saying before I start that in no way shape or form is this meant to come off as rude btw🩷

So, to start off; blingers are still extremely active, just like the rest of shawols. Taemints, lockets, MVPs, and flamers, can read fanfics of their bias, they can easily find hc’s for Taemin, Minho, Kibum, or Jinki, but blingers can’t. It’s completely unfair to say that just because he is no longer with us, we shouldn’t still enjoy his content, his music, fanfics, and fanart. Also, I’ve been a shawol for almost two years now and as a taemint/blinger, I want to see people still loving Jonghyun and being able to think of him happily. Talking about him isn’t sad, remembering him isn’t bad, he’s a lot more than just that moment, so writing for him is normal.

Also, I did let people vote to see if anyone would be made uncomfortable by seeing smut written of him and the majority said no, not only did the majority say no but I even got messages from older shawols saying that they’d love to see it. I haven’t posted for SHINee in a while because of my writers block, but I still get asks for him. People want to see it and I like doing it.

And finally, he’s still apart of SHINee. The members themselves constantly acknowledge that SHINee is five, they constantly mention him, from tagging him in their concert posts, talking about him, making jokes about him, and he’s always included in every SHINee event. So, for me and others who also write for him and who are still active blingers it’s just including all the members because at the end of the day, SHINee will be five no matter how long it’s been. Saying that he should be put to rest kinda sounds like you mean that people should just move on and forget him, but it would be a shame to let all of his amazing music fade into nothing. Micheal Jackson still has active fans who listen to his music, draw him, write fan fictions about him, edit him, and make the most downbad tweets about him I’ve ever seen. The fans will be there no matter where the artist goes, and Jonghyun is the same way. No matter if he’s here or not, we as fans will always be here enjoying his music and loving him. Remembering him and enjoying his music isn’t disturbing the rest and the peace he’s getting, it’s just appreciating and love him.

[dibidibifiction]

Give Me A Hug: Chapter 2

Pairing: Taemin x Female Reader Word count: 1.8k

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction made for the personal entertainment of readers. The writer does not ever intend to offend her readers nor does she aim to spread false information about anyone so as to pay any disrespect to the real-life persons on whom the characters are based. She also does not claim ownership of any of the images that are being used.

chapter 1

masterlist general masterlist

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TAEMIN

It has been a busy day. But what’s so different about it is, that woman from the elevator this morning tore my t-shirt apart.

I’m absolutely sure that I’ve seen her before. I just can’t point my finger on where exactly. And when.

“Somebody asked me out today,” I announce to Minho Hyung across from me as he takes a huge bite of his sandwich. 

“Really? Who did?” His words are almost inaudible.

“The woman who tore down my top.”

“Oh, that? I don’t think that’s what it is. She’s just guilty for the little accident she caused. Get over yourself.”

“What are we talking about over here?” Jinki Hyung joins our table with a tray stacked with a meal good for three people.

Minho Hyung and I stare at him.

“What?” he says after taking a spoonful of kimchi rice. 

“Taemin thinks some woman asked him out.”

“Good for you! What’s she like?” Jinki Hyung cheers for me.

“She’s almost as tall as me, shoulder-length hair, and she looks to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight,” I inform him. “Oh, and she’s Kim Jonghyun’s manager.”

“Ah, Y Noona.” 

“You know her?” I ask Jinki Hyung in a bit of surprise.

“Yeah, I’d seen her around before. Think it was three, four years ago, when I was still new here. She was also a stylist. I actually got to talk to her today. And damn, she did not age a day. She’s still as pretty as I remember her to be. She’s a year older than me.”

“Really? That means she’s five years older than me.”

“Why? Does that bother you?” Minho Hyung asks.

“Not at all, I like older women as much as I like, well, women in general. I just wonder if she’s still single.”

“Pfft!” he rolls his eyes. 

Jinki Hyung and I share a look. 

Apparently, he’s still sulking about his break-up. They had been together long enough for him to think that she was the one until she replaced him with a much more mature man. Not to mention richer.

Minho Hyung just keeps his head down as he chews his food slowly. At least he’s eating. In the past months, we couldn’t even get him out of bed. 

“Oh, there she is,” Jinki Hyung acknowledges.

I catch sight of where he’s gesturing at the glass window to find Y standing just in front of the building. It seems like she’s waiting for someone. 

I chug my glass of water before heading out. “Gotta go,” I wave to the Hyungs.

I race out of the restaurant, through the halls of the ground floor, and then through the lobby and the revolving door. 

As soon as I get to the spot where I saw her a few seconds ago, she’s gone. 

“Yes, I know. I’ll be there soon.” A woman’s voice reaches my hearing. “I just can’t find a taxi anywhere.” 

I turn around and it’s Y on the phone. I approach her the second she hangs up.

“Hey,” I call out as respectfully as possible.

“Oh, hey,” she smiles back, her eyes squinting from the afternoon sun.

“Remember me?” I say as I show her the tear on my back.

She giggles. “Of course.”

“Look, you’re not going to find a taxi at this hour. Why don’t I just take you to wherever you have to be?” I offer.

She stares at me, hesitating. “No, I can’t do that to you after I ruined your shirt.

“Come on, you can treat me after your thing. I can wait. I’m free for the rest of the day anyway,” I raise my eyebrows at her, trying my charm.

She pauses for a while. “Alright, that’ll be great.”

“Yeah?” My smile extends even wider as I feel excited.

“Yeah,” she nods, yet I can still see she’s a little hesitant.

So I lead her back to the building to get to the parking lot up the elevator. 

My friends would surely laugh at me if they saw me letting a woman ride my car. Since this car is so important to me, I never offered rides to anyone but Kibum Hyung and Minho Hyung. Even when I dated, it never got serious for me to be intimate. Except, of course, for the one-night stands I had back when I was in university. Then again, I never let them even get near this car. It’s my parents’ reward to me for finishing my studies. They saved this up for me all those years.  

I know it’s just been a day and I don’t know what this exactly is but I automatically smile when I lay eyes on her. 

But still, I have to figure this out before I get too serious. 

I pull the door open to the passenger seat for her. 

Her smile is small and toothless, but her eyes light up when they land on mine for a second while she hops in.

I check if she’s entirely in before shutting the door and then walk around the back to get to the driver’s seat. 

I exhale. “Alright,” I say comfortably as I start the car.

She stares at me, her eyebrows furrow. “Why are you smiling?” she asks.

I stare at her back in confusion. “Sorry?”

“You’re smiling.”

“Oh,” I stutter. “I just had a good day at work.”

I didn’t realize until now that I was smiling this whole time. So I bite my lip as I put on my seatbelt.

To my right, Y struggles to pull hers from the back of her seat.

“Here, let me,” I offer. Leaning to her side to gently pull her seatbelt to put it on her until I hear the click.

“Thanks.” Her face turns red subtly.

This time I feel myself smile. I just can’t help it.

As we drive to the highway, she keeps herself quiet, looking away from me and to the window, as if thinking far.

I hesitate to say a word, but I have to ask her something important.

“Y?” I speak her name formally. 

She doesn’t respond. Either she’s too deep into her thoughts or my voice is just too soft.

I check her out for a second, then eyes back on the road. “Y?” I repeat. My voice is a little louder yet stays gentle.

“Hmm?” she finally responds.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You still haven't told me where we're going,” I remind her. 

“Oh, shit,” she slaps her forehead, laughing at herself. 

I laugh too. Not only because she’s funny, but also because she’s fucking adorable. 

. . .

Two hours have passed and Y hasn’t come back down yet. She advised me to wait in the lobby and pointed me to the nearby convenience store in case I needed something. She did say that her meeting with her lawyer might be a while but I insisted on waiting in the car. I should’ve listened. 

I hear the vibration of my phone on the little compartment below the air vents to my right. My mom is calling me.

“Hello, Mom?”

It takes a few seconds of chattering sounds in the background before she speaks. “Taemin, you said you’re coming to the hospital tomorrow, right?”

“Yes, Mom,” I feel pleasantly serene by the sound of her voice.

“Don’t you forget it. I have to pick up your father at the airport.”

“I won’t forget it, don’t worry,” I assure her lovingly. I could never refuse her every request. “How’s it going over there?”

“Oh, you know, fine. Everything is okay today, no complications at all.” Her voice sounds obvious that it’s trying to sound cheerful, but I just see right through her.

“That’s good to know. Well, I have to go now. I’m hanging out with my friend tonight.”

“Sure, honey. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I hang up. Chills run through my veins as my throat aches from trying too much not to tear up. What happens in our family these days is something I’m not used to. Well, none of us are. All we can do right now is stick together until it’s all over. Whether it’ll result in a celebration or devastation. 

So I shake it off, swallowing my tears. I then decide to get out of the car. 

I take a little walk to the store. As I enter, I proceed straight to the beverages section. Upon choosing what I should have, I immediately recognize somebody familiar hiding by high stack cases of beer. 

I tap his shoulder. “Hyung?”

Kibum gasps in shock. “Fuck, you scared the shit out of me,” he intensely whispers.

“What are you doing here?”

“See that guy over there by the snacks? I dated him.”

“Oh, God. This isn’t one of your stalking sessions again, is it?

“Will you keep it down? He might hear you.”

“Kibum?” I guess he already did. “Is that you?”

“Oh, hey! How have you been? It’s been so long.” Kibum fakes enthusiasm.

I try not to burst into laughter, sensing how awkward this is. I recognize this guy who he used to date. Kibum Hyung was all over him until he was friend-zoned. Fuck buddies as he would say. 

“Good. I’ve been good. I’m married now,” he informs us happily, showing us his wedding ring. “Is this…?” I didn’t expect him to look at me.

“Ah, yes,” Kibum says, still faking. “This is my boyfriend, Taemin.”

“Nice to meet you,” the guy smiles at me.

“You too,” I say back politely. And suddenly, it’s not funny anymore. It displeases me to even think about being this guy’s boyfriend. I so want to kill him for implicating me in his schemes. He and I have always hated each other. Minho Hyung is the only string that ties us together.

As they’re keeping up with this awkward exchange, the bell rings by the entrance as someone proceeds inside. 

“Hey, thought I’d find you here,” Y approaches. 

“Great, Noona’s here!” Kibum exclaims. “Look, we have to go,” he says to the guy. “It was great seeing you.”

He then suddenly links his arms between Y and me and pulls us out of the store.

Y looks at me with a weird look, her expression confused.

I just gave her a shrug, not knowing how to explain that Kibum is kind of a crazy-ass fuck. 

This is not the first time I got dragged into his skits like this. Back in college, we pretended to be cops to scare another ex-boyfriend of his away. As expected, we got busted by a real policeman, none other than Officer Seo. It was a great fucking day for everyone.

chapter 3

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Could you maybe write a Shinee reaction about their love languages, like you did for bts? I thought that one was really cute! Thank you! I'm so glad you want to write for them, there's not nearly enough Shinee content on here imo💜

SHINee Reaction - Love Languages

Hello Shawol!! I am so excited to see other fans here. They really are the kings right? I hope you'll love it and don't hesitate to send other requests!

*As I said before, I won't be writing on JongHyun as respect for him*

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Paring : Reaction x OT4

Genre : Romance - Love Language

Words count : X

Warning : Full of fluffiness! Some mentions of BDSM or kinky things.

Summary : This is how i think SHINee would show their loves to their partner!

A/N : Please show some love and interact with this post so I can continue writing on SHINee, I really enjoyed it!

Disclaimer : SHINee doesn't belong to me. It's just an imagine. I'm a shawol since 2012, I love them really much but this is just fiction!

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ONEW

As a leader, I feel like Onew would be all into words of affirmation.

Every days, every opportunities, he would text or say how beautiful you are. How proud he is.

He would also dedicate a lot of his free time to be with you.

SUCH A GENTLEMAN.

Always holding your hands and taking cute selfies with you.

''How did I get so lucky? Meeting you was the best blessing in my life, my love."

My love, my baby, my, my, my everything.

I think he will be really sweet with you and in bed too.

Not much of an experimenter, more casual.

Look at you like you are a piece of art.

KEY

All five. He's so caring with all the members, exceptionally Taemin, but you? You are is top priority.

Acts of service, a lot of them. He loves to cook for you and taking care of you. Preparing a warm bath with candles and flowers after a big day.

He would always love to be near you. His head on your thigh while you watch a movie (quality time)

Buying expensive piece of clothes too. He love to dress you in the most fashionista way.

He would love to have you near him on his many project.

He will probably hire you as a personal assistant or something like that.

He's really good at commutating his feeling so there is almost no argument between you.

''YAH YEOBO YOU ARE SO PRETTY WOW!!"

Always so excited to see you.

He's so into kinky shit. Look at his Born to Shine live.

Of course he did it all for you before the performance.

MINHO

He's all into physical contact.

He loves touching you, kissing you and hugging you.

Always his hand on you if you are near him.

Flowers, wine, chocolate, coffee, etc.

Everything you love, you'll have.

He wants you to be happy and to be comfortable when you are at his place so he would do everything for you.

He will always talk openly of your relationship.

He wants everyone to knows that you are his and he is yours.

Sweet during the days. Savage during the nights.

TAEMIN

This is his face when he see you.

''Yah, jinjja, she's really the most beautiful person on earth. Right hyung?'

He would always be so happy whenever you get the chance to spend times together.

He would love to buy you gifts and having romantic diner.

Such a gentleman. Thanks to his Onew Hyung that thought him all.

He love to dance with you and practice when you are in his studio.

He would dance goofily everytime you are sad.

Always letting you choose the movie.

Experimenting. A lot. In bed. Or in public. *wink wink*

I feel like he would be into this bdsm kink and everything HAHA.

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Hope you like it, i tried to do it the more neutral i could. Thnkyou my love for reading!

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tipsy kisses Featuring: Jeon Wonwoo of SVT. Yoo Kihyun of Monsta X.

「 Hard Hours 」 NSFW

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Partner Won't Let You Sleep SFW & NSFW Featuring: Vampire!Park Sunghoon of ENHYPEN. Kim Seungmin of SKZ. Liu Yangyang of NCT. Lee Taemin of SHINee.

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Lovesickness - Taemin Oneshot

Masterlist

Pairing: Taemin (SHINee) x OC (Story is written in 2nd person)

Genre: Explicit, angst

Word Count: 3.2k words

You can also find this story on: AO3

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Summary:

Taemin's been so busy with his comebacks and you're annoyed at Taemin for accidentally locking Ddaeng in the bathroom all day. He doesn't take your annoyance well, but he makes up for it in the morning. Basically, smut with a little plot.

I'm back with a one shot, finally! It's been a while since I've posted anything but here we are~.

I do not own Taemin or his cats and this is just fiction.

I've got some stories in the making that are coming along well, so I hope everyone looks forward to them🌸

I'd like to thank @skzhocomments for being my beta reader (she's got really good stories).

Please enjoy!

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Lovesickness

Taemin’s been working so hard for his next comeback and so hard it seems as if he’s forgotten about you. You watch him as he comes back every day and chucks himself into bed and then you watch him leave in the morning after having a shower. As much as you love him, you hate being forgotten but you don’t want to get in between him and his work. It’s always been like that. And you would lose against his work anyway. It’s his life. You once asked him if he lives to work or works to live and he did not say the latter. The balance is unhealthy and his work is his priority at the moment so you just have to wait and try not to get pissed off. But you feel neglected in every way possible. You still remember his last solo comeback and the stress from it, Never Gonna Dance Again : Act 2 and then he went to the military. You were so excited for him to come back home and spend time with you. You missed him so much that it felt like hell. But SM got more of him than you have in years because then there was Hard and now there's Guilty. And you feel guilty for wanting him to stop working on it and just come and smother you in affection.

You feel stupid for not having noticed it earlier, for being so close-minded that you had observed the life of being with an idol only superficially. If you had known, then you doubt you would have rejected Taemin’s advances or his proposal anyway, but you wish you knew what you were getting yourself into from the get-go. He had a way to charm; he was cheeky and cute and his smile had this boyish charm to it. Now he’s like a brick wall, unsociable, and everything you say to him only receives one word answers. You never know if he’s actually listening to you and it frustrates you to no end.

The look Kkong gives you and the nudge of her head tells you to get out of your head and feed her. Because you may as well be the catsitter, the amount of communication you get from Taemin. So you do. You get up, grab the cat's food bowls and walk into the kitchen. As you open the cupboard, you let out a long sigh, grabbing the wet food and emptying it into the bowls. Kkong is already at your feet so you bend down and let her eat as you run your hand along her body. Ddaeng is nowhere to be seen so you call out for him and when he doesn’t come, you worry. You put the food bowl down on the side and start walking around the apartment, calling his name frantically like a lunatic. When you get to the bedroom, you hear a muffled meow from the bathroom so you open it quickly. Ddaeng is sat there looking up at you and you swear you’re going to kill Taemin. You left before him today because you had extra work to catch up on. So that means Ddaeng’s been stuck in the bathroom all day. You bend down to pick up your baby and talk to him, telling him it’s okay and then walk to the kitchen with him in your arms, popping him down on the counter and letting him eat on there. He deserves it after the day he had.

You sit back down on the sofa and turn on the TV, staring at it completely immersed in thought and you just can’t believe Taemin had locked Ddaeng in the bathroom. You stew on it and get angrier and angrier, minutes of stewing turn into hours and during that time, Kkong and Ddaeng come and busy themselves in your lap. The sound of the door pin being inserted and the door opening catches your attention. Taemin comes in silence and ignores you, walking straight to the bedroom after he changed his shoes to slippers.

You turn off the TV and grab both cats, one under each arm, earning a squeak from Kkong, which you are quick to apologise for. Taemin is already face planted on the bed, clothes unchanged: messy hair, which is now brown and long, one slipper hanging on for its dear life, a white wrinkled t-shirt with sweat stains from dancing, and grey joggers—joggers that left nothing to the imagination—and you just couldn’t help but stare and then tell yourself off for thinking things that were so not appropriate for your mood. Blinking in disbelief, you walk over to the bed and sit down, letting the babies free as they prance over to Taemin. You can’t help but call them traitors in your head. “Taemin?” you say, trying to take the edge off your voice.

He lifts his head only slightly before making a grunt and lazily stretching his hand out to pet the cat. You smile, hoping the lingering side-eye you give him warns of best behaviour. “Ddaeng was stuck in the bathroom all day.” You tell him, trying to swallow down the venom that is coating your tongue.

“Why?”

Inexplicable fury blooms in your chest. "YOU—" You need to calm down if you want this conversion to go anywhere. “You trapped him in there. I know you don’t care about me, but you could at least care about the cats!”

He sighs. “He’s fine, though.” Taemin's apathetic behaviour irritates you and a scream is threatening to come out, clawing its way up your throat. You hold it in and put your head in your hands at wit’s ends.

"Still, you need to be responsible. He’s a cat, not a human. If he’s stuck, he can’t get out, and he could have hurt himself trying.” You say reproachfully, stuck on the fact that he won’t just say sorry and that he won’t do it again.

Taemin sits up suddenly and shoots you a glare, brat, and he walks off to the bathroom. You hear him turn on the water and brush his teeth and you can’t get over the fact that he just walked off and glared at you. Taemin has always been like this; he always sulks when being told off and never takes responsibility for his actions. At first, you thought it was cute. He’d pout and pout and wrinkle his nose until you let it go without an apology. But you got sick of it soon because he wouldn’t let it go if it was the other way around. Whatever, you also need to brush your teeth, so you follow, and when you get in the bathroom, you open your mouth to tell him to give your tooth brush, but he cuts you off, starting harshly, “Stop going on about it. I just want to go to sleep. Just-ease up.” ending tiredly.

So you say nothing and somehow your heart clenches and you feel it throbbing. through your body resonating in your chest and you think you heard it crack. No, it is just the toothpaste lid. Taemin’s gotten your tooth brush and put a pea of toothpaste on it. He shoves it into your hand and you start brushing your teeth mechanically, like a robot. But, even after brushing your teeth, you still have a bitter taste lingering in your mouth.

When you’re both done, neither of you speak and you both get into bed, turning away from each other like a brick wall has been put up. It fucking hurts. It hurts more to cry. More, because Taemin knows. He can hear each breath as it's hiccuped out of your chest, and if you tried to hold it, he’d listen to your silence instead, and in the end, maybe you would explode all over him. You can’t hold this in forever. You can’t feel neglected forever and never say anything; maybe you’re just being dramatic. But still, it hurts.

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In the morning, you’re woken up by lazy, clumsy kisses peppered all over your face. You barely open your eyes, squinting at the light coming through the bedroom window. You squirm and try to turn over, still upset over last night but Taemin’s hand on your waist stops you and pulls a squeak out of your mouth and you’re slammed back on your back after not getting very far out at all. He pushes himself up against your side, flush against you, and you can feel him.

His peppered kisses turn into sloppy, wet, open-mouthed ones, trailing down your neck as his hand carefully pulls up your top and trails his hand over your stomach, humming into your neck in delight. Your body is flushing hot with arousal; you have missed Taemin. Every part of him—his virility, his soft lips, and his dick. It has been so long; you felt like a nun living in celibacy.

He nibbles lightly on the skin of your collarbone before licking a stripe up your neck and nibbling on your ear. His hand travels down to your heat and he chuckles and takes his hand out of the equation. “Wet already? Did you dream of me.” Smug and confident, he whispered it in your ear. And you can’t speak completely under his spell, heart pounding, with no coherent sentences ready to be formed.

When he finally detaches from your neck, he’s on his next conquest, mouthing all around your breasts, sucking, and biting, and you find it hard to stay still. You squirm and writhe but he holds you still, hands on your hips so brusingly tight. He looks up, lust and hunger in his gaze and smirks. He finds it so funny. Taemin loves teasing you; he treats it like a sport when he can. He gets back to work and lays his tongue flat on your nipple, licking a line and then twirling his tongue around it, his teeth barely nipping. And you whine, jutting your hips up, wanting some release for your core—something to fill you up hot and heavy.

Taemin bathes in the sounds you make; he loves hearing them so he rewards you with a kiss so soft compared to the grip he has on you and you want more; you need to feel that connection. You wonder if you’re the only one whos been sexually frustrated because somehow Taemin is fine apart from his throbbing boner, hot and hard on the side of your thigh, a type of self-control that is inexplicable. You cry out, wanting more of his lips on yours so you reach for his long hair and yank it slightly, unsure if he’d like it. However, you’re pleasantly surprised when he lets out a low growl and his pupils expand. You marvel in amazement.

“So needy,” Taemin tutted and bent down, nipping on your bottom lip and dipping the tip of his tongue between your lips and you relish in his mouth, nibbling and sucking on his top lip and letting out a deep, content breath out of your nose. Your fingers slide in deeper, tangling in his soft, messy hair, surrounding them in his hair and jerking lightly, making the erection between his legs throb against your thigh. You feel like you are in a daze, eyes closed, lips moving lazily against Taemin’s.

Taemin moves away from the kiss and slides his hand into your pyjama shorts and he slowly circles around your clit, sending white heat all over. You move your hands from his hair and grab Taemin's shirt; you know not to interrupt his teasing, your hands twisted up and twisting up further in the white cloth as he uses his other hand to fill your mouth with his fingers, making you moan and your eyes roll back. Taemin loves watching you; he loves voyeurism; he gets off on it; he loves videoing, making sex tapes only to watch them over and over on tour, getting lost in your sounds, face, and body. He once told you that you’re face was perfect for porn. You were offended at first but he explained that you look ethereal while he’s ploughing you in.

Taemin dips his fingers down and teases your hole, dipping in and out of it as you nibble on his finger, wanting him to speed up. But he didn't; instead, he pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth, pressing on the back of your tongue, making you gag, and pulling a deep breathy chuckle from Taemin’s lips. “Calm down,” he demands, with a smile playing on his lips. He is so cruel, but you can’t lie and say it doesn’t get you off. He slips his finger into your hole, finding that spongy flesh and fingering in and out, hitting the right spot over and over as his thumb rubs circles around your clit. Then another finger inside you, in and out.

“Please,” you beg, pulling Taemin’s top over his head and losing him for a second. He smirks at you and pulls his boxers off.

Before you knew what was going on, Taemin had pulled his fingers out, pulled your shorts off, and grabbed your hips as he bent your legs and as he settled down into you, a string of curses and a deep grunt fell out of his mouth as he closed his eyes for a second, letting the feeling take over his body. The feeling was almost too intense, electricity sprialing from your feet to your head, your thoughts clouded, and your pussy desperately begging for some movement as you clenched around him. Taemin seemed to know what you wanted, his hips rolling in one swift motion, thighs pressing against your arse, and his short fingernails lightly scratching over your skin as his fingers dug in.

“I missed you,” Taemin groaned lowly as you gaze at his dick, appearing and disappearing inside of you again and again, the view being the most pleasurable thing you have seen in a while. You have spent so much time watching porn in the past few months that you feel overwhelmed to see a real dick going in and out of you, toes curling into the sheets as you try to not cum straight away.

“You too,” you manage to mumble in a half moan, voice trembling, hands clawing Taemin’s back as you want him deeper inside you. Taemin tries not to let you have your way, but seeing you move so sensually, lifting your hips to try and get him in deeper, your bottom lip stuck between your teeth, eyes hazy and glazed, and strands of hair falling into your face and sticking slightly as small beads of sweat have started forming at your hairline. It makes it hard for him to keep the pace slow.

You have to admit that the sight of Taemin is very appealing—the best view you ever had the honour of seeing. His back feels very soft and taut beneath your palms, making you want to continue touching him, explore the lines of muscles and relearn his body all over again.

“You said I don’t care about you. Do you feel cared for now?” Taemin teases as he takes his dick out of you and before you can whine, he pushes his dick back into your entrance and snaps his hips into you suddenly making you breathless and sending prickles of heat through your body. You run your tongue over your body lip, feeling dry from marvelling up at Taemin because he looks so good right now—golden skin droplets of sweat falling down his face, beautifully catching at his philtrum, making you want to lick it. Such a strong carnal urge takes over you as you grab the back of his head and pull him down into a kiss, not wanting to listen to him talk any more.

Taemin lifts your legs up to his shoulders, making an amazing deepness hitting that spot over and over again. The angle is nearly too much for you, as Taemin leans from the kiss and starts playing with your clit, making you clench around him and earning a groan, sending you off a cliff. You can feel Taemin’s weight inside you; his thrusts are getting more intense and sharp, building up, pushing you down into the mattress; the pressure inside you is building up and the muscles in your abdomen are contracting. Your brain is not functioning fully under the influence of arousal and Taemin. You can feel your orgasm about to come crashing, heart pounding insanely in your chest, feeling like it was about to crack a rib.

Your head lolling back, eyes closed so you don’t have to see how erotic Taemin looks, and your spine arching, welcoming Taemin in deeper as the pressure builds up, coiling, and you’re so close, heavily panting, your nails scratching at his back as you try and take the pounding.

Taemin’s groans and teasing words rolling like waves straight to your core, as he speeds up faster chasing his own orgasm, you take your hands and grab the sheets as he’s pounding you up the bed and white stars flashed behind your eyes as you came undone. Taemin’s relentless pounding didn’t stop; instead, he groans as you tighten and spasm under him, letting out helpless cries and he rides you out on your orgasm. “Look at me,” he instructs, his voice so gruff and demanding that you can’t help but oblige. He whispers dirty, sweet nothings, and then his orgasm hits him hard as his body tenses up, mouth parted open, moans falling out, and his forehead creases, making him look so beautiful and fucked out as sweat drips down his golden chest and his slightly pink face glows in the sun that is cascading through the window.

He clings to you, laboured breaths hitting your lips, his forehead pressed against yours and his eyes so glassy as he looks into your eyes lovingly. “I love you,” he laughs lowly and pulls you towards him, his tongue slowly licking along your bottom lip and then giving you a proper kiss. The kiss is sweet. Taemin places his hand on your cheek as he pulls himself out, sending shivers down your spine and pulling staggered moans from him.

He lays down next to you and pulls your head to play on his chest as you listen to his heart pounding. You look up at him. “I love you too, but what was that for?” you ask cheekily.

“I’m sorry for being a dick; you know what I get like during a comeback but it doesn’t mean you should get used to it. I’ll try and get better, more tolerable, and treat you better. Also, where is your engagement ring?” He apologises and stokes strands of hair out of your face.

“Your maid took it off while cleaning,” You tell him, insinuating that you are his maid, which, he doesn’t find funny. He pouts so you press up on one of your hands to get closer to his face and press a soft kiss to his lips as you say, “I hope you do. What time is it, by the way?”

He stretches his arm out and grabs his phone, checking the time: “five-forty-five.”

Your eyes pop out of your head as you moan, “I could have been sleeping; why’d you get me up so early?"

“You weren’t moaning about the time ten minutes ago," he tells you and you can't help but laugh at him and snuggle into his chest as he strokes your hair.

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it.

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together again - lee taemin x reader

summary: it’s been two god awful long years with your boyfriend being in the military, but it’s all worth it in the end to see him come through those doors again.

mn!reader x lee taemin

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*ALL CONTENT IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND NON-ASSOCIATIVE WITH ANY OF SHINEE OR SM ENTERTAINMENT- PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES!*

It was late into the evening as you paced around the apartment. The TV played at a low hum in your ears, hearing the occasional collar bell ring as a small cat zoomed her way around the apartment without a care in the world. Taemin had told you he would be back at around seven o’clock, respecting his wishes not to meet him as he came back into Seoul—there would be an infinite amount of people there just to see him, let alone his actual family and friends. He told you, in his soft voice over the phone, that he would be home straight away and to not worry. All you really could do was trust him and resist the urge every half hour not to call him. 

It was also six-thirty, which meant it was food time, the little cat making her way around you in circles, squeaking out little meows now and again for attention. You smiled, making your way to the kitchen to prepare a can of cat food in a bowl. She liked it warmed up, and you often sprinkled a few treats in there when Taemin wouldn’t see, just because she was so damn cute. 

“It’ll be done soon,” you told her with a smile as she trotted her way around the kitchen. There were a few picture frames littered throughout the kitchen as well as pictures taped to the refrigerator. Everything from Kkoong herself, his parents, his members, and his friends, as well as pictures of the both of you taken in many different places around the world. You were fortunate enough to be able to travel along with him, being able to sneak your way out of the public eye; as long as you weren’t considered famous, you were basically unstoppable. There was nothing wrong or suspicious in the media about a “male friend of Taemin’s”; it made just enough sense to work, and it did. You crouched down onto your knees, holding out a hand to the small cat who excitedly sniffed your clothes. “Kkoong! Hand? Hand!” You clapped at her obedience, standing back up to approach the microwave that had finished heating up the warm cat food. “Ready? Are you ready, Kkoongie?” You set the bowl down on a dish towel on the floor in the kitchen, carefully sitting down next to her as she intently ate from her bowl. These days, especially without Taemin, it was hard not to be lonely; besides the rest of your friends, Kkoong was the only one you came home to. Sure, getting the occasional call or face chat from him here and there meant the world, but it wasn’t the same as him actually being next to you with his arms around you.

You stood up from the kitchen floor, wiping off the dust now on your pants. You had already changed into your pajamas for the night, waiting no time for Taemin to come home so the two of you could cuddle up and watch TV, like how you used to. Kkoong’s head perked up, but not from the sound of the toys you had been carelessly kicking around; her ears shifted, looking to the back door which, in turn, raised your attention as well. There was now shuffling that had grown louder, and heavy footsteps, ones that would only be because of large boots. You had no time to think as the door creaked open, revealing a mop of dark hair, covering the eyes of Taemin who had come in. In one hand he held his hat, in the other, a very large bag filled with his things. He had dawned the full military apparel set from head to toe, aside from the cap he held in his hand. His hair had grown out quite a bit from when it had been shaved prior; it was dark black, something you hadn’t seen for a while after multiple episodes of dying his hair for different promotions and such. His grown-out bangs were now lazily dangling over his eyes, a small smile creeping up on his face as he opened the door a bit wider upon seeing you. 

“Hi,” you said in a small voice, still not expecting to see Taemin despite the fact that you had spent the whole day waiting for him. You saw his smile grow wider, his eyes crinkling up as he set down his bag onto the ground and carelessly threw his hat to the floor as well. Closing the door behind him, he pushed his bangs out of his face.

“Y/N,” was all he said. There was no need to exchange hellos anymore when he was right in front of you, especially after being unable to see him for a few years now. He had never been one to easily be swayed or get emotional by things, even often making fun of you for getting emotional just at small things like an old couple at a restaurant or beautifully grown-out flowers you knew would soon wilt. His cute, crinkled-up eyes fell, not necessarily in a sad way, but he felt himself get emotional. “You’re here.”

“Of course, I’m here,” you said, still not moving from your position in the kitchen. “Where else would I be?” You chuckled to yourself, feeling your throat start to close up as the waterworks began to make their way out. 

“I dunno,” he said softly, standing there still as a board. “For some reason, a part of me didn’t think you’d be here waiting for me.” You frowned, your face falling completely at his answer as you made your way over to him. 

“Don’t say that,” you told him, throwing your arms around his neck, and pulling him closer in an embrace. You heard him snicker as he wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder and breathing in your scent. “Don’t you ever say that again.” He was quiet for a moment, just holding you in his arms, swaying you in his arms as if he’d never let you go.

“Some days,” he started, taking a deep breath and running a hand through your hair, “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again…” You felt your chest tighten at his words, whining and holding him closer which elicited another chuckle from him. “I missed you, Y/N.” He never often vocalized how he felt to you, even to the people closest to him. You knew that he didn’t even need to say it, either; the both of you knew without having to exchange a single word, but hearing it come directly from him in his voice stirred something inside.

“I missed you, too,” you said, enjoying finally feeling his body up against yours again. “Please don’t ever leave again.” He nodded in agreement, keeping his hand up to cup the back of your head. 

“I won’t,” he responded, holding you tight. “I’m not going anywhere.” You removed yourself from him, seeing his brows furrow up in confusion for a moment before you cupped his face in your shaky hands, bringing his face closer to yours to kiss him. Sighing against his lips, you could’ve sworn you would’ve gone through Hell and back just to get Taemin back into your life. Each night got harder without seeing him, and now that he was finally here, in front of you, you were not going to let him go. “Mmm… Y/N?”

“Hm?” He removed your lips from his, a small smile creeping up on his lips. 

“I want to sit down,” he told you with a laugh, caressing the sides of your face carefully in his hands. “My legs hurt.” He attempted to move forward one step as you continued to cling onto him, arms wrapped adamantly around his torso. “Y/N!”

“Fine,” you muttered, rolling your eyes as you let him go. He laughed, almost like the sound of a sweet bell ringing. He carefully set his things down before leaning down to pick up Kkoong who was still excitedly running around his feet. 

“Oh, Kkoongie!” He held the cat in his arms like a baby, swaying her back and forth. “It’s okay—Daddy’s home.”

“I told you not to call yourself Daddy,” you told him snarkily as you helped him move his things. “It’s creepy.”

“I’m her dad!” he exclaimed in response, motioning to the cat. “I gave birth to her!” You snickered, putting her bowl back up on the counter before approaching Taemin again.

“Go get changed,” you said, patting your hand on his chest. “I’ll put on a movie.” You watched him as he retreated back to the bedroom with a low groan of aching pain in his muscles. He almost ripped the uniform off of him, throwing it to the ground before looking at it warily, then kicking it away so he wouldn’t have to see it anymore. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh, putting his head in his hands. He sat on the edge of the bed in a white t-shirt and boxers as well as some black socks. You wanted nothing more than to console him, as you usually did, but something told about his vulnerable position in the room that kept you from bothering him, allowing him to sit alone.

“I’m putting on something random,” you told him offhandedly, not expecting him to respond. You held the remote to the TV monitor that had a list of movies on it, pressing your finger on the arrow and randomly taking it off to see what movie you would watch. Streaming services always did more harm than good, and you never really knew what you wanted to watch; the two of you unanimously decided that a randomly selected movie by a game of chance would work just as well. You lifted your finger off the button: “Spiderman.” You fixed the cushions on the couch, not expecting an answer from him until he slowly walked out, now in a pair of pajama pants. 

“Cool,” he murmured, throwing himself down onto the couch with a grunt, opening his arms out. “C’mon…”

You laughed, turning away from the screen to walk away. “I need my glasses,” you told him with a smile, starting to walk away before you felt a hand grab your waist. 

“No,” he grumbled, pulling you down onto the couch. “I wanna cuddle.”

“I won’t be able to see the movie,” you said, moving to lean back against him. 

“I don’t wanna watch it,” he responded in a low voice, resting his head on your shoulder. He moved his eyes up so that he was looking at you as you turned your head back to look at him. “Wanna kiss you.”

“Okay,” you replied, turning so that you were facing him as he laid you both down on the couch. “I missed you, Taem…” He didn’t respond, instead pulling you in closer by your waist to kiss you. He always liked kissing you, but this one felt needy, almost lonely by the way he held you tight close to him and barely came up for breath. You separated yourself from him for a moment: “Slow down…”

“I hated it,” he mumbled, pressing your foreheads together. “I don’t ever wanna think about it again—I just wanna focus on you, I-I…” He trailed off, running out of breath after talking fast. “I don’t wanna go back.”

“You’re not going back,” you told him, holding his face in your hands. “You’re not. You’re staying here.”

“They kept me there for so long,” he responded in a hushed voice. “It-it’s like I couldn’t escape. I woke up every night, and… I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t get any sleep…”

“I’m sorry.” There wasn’t much you could offer to him other than a pitiful apology and holding him close to you like he was a baby who needed to be swaddled. “I’m sorry, Taem…”

“I just wanna be with you,” he muttered into your chest, taking a hand to run it through his hair which elicited a sigh of relief from him. You already knew that you both would be staying on the couch all night; to be fair, you had no idea what he wanted to do or expect from him. He was a wild card, which wasn’t a bad thing, per se, but you learned to expect the unexpected. He was always in different moods depending on how the day went: He could’ve easily come home overjoyed and giddy or even very horny. You figured today it was a mixture of every feeling that made its way through his brain, simply just holding him close to you to slow down his panicked breathing and to begin to relax.

“I’m glad you’re back,” you told him, holding his head in your hand, caressing his hair softly. “It was so quiet… all the time.”

“It won’t be anymore,” he murmured from your chest, earning a laugh from you. He poked his head up, tilting his face upwards to make eye contact with you. His eyes were sparkly and affectionate, reaching a hand up to touch your face. “Just wanted to feel your touch.”

“We can do anything you want,” you said as he held your face in his hand, feeling his thumb rub up against your jawline. 

“I don’t wanna do anything right now.” He blinked slowly, eyes heavy with sleep as he brought your face down to his to kiss you again. You separated yourself from him before he took it any further, sitting up slightly. 

“Taemin,” you started, seeing Taemin’s twinkling eyes flash with confusion. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked in a hushed voice, still too tired to raise his voice any more. 

“I…” You shook your head, feeling your heart pound a million times a minute. “I’m so sorry… I wanted to tell you before you left, but… I got so caught up in other stuff, and…”

“What is it?” he said, interrupting your trailing off thoughts. “Tell me.”

“I-I love you,” you told him, watching his eyes widen as he sat up from laying on your chest. As he sat up, he no longer looked like a small, helpless child. He had a bit more muscle on him compared to before he had left, and he appeared even physically bigger, already being quite tall as well. 

“Y/N,” he started, blinking rapidly and cocking his head to the side. “I…”

“You don’t have to say it back,” you said quickly, reaching out a hand to rest on his shoulder. You had meant to tell him so long ago, but you never realized how much you loved him until you couldn’t have him.

“I love you, too,” he responded, his pupils wide. The room was dark, dilating his already large eyes, darkening the irises completely. “I love you.” He said it again, almost as if it didn’t come out right the first time; he watched your reaction closely as you did his. 

You chuckled: “I’ll say it a million times if I have to… I love you.” A large grin grew on his face, the sudden confession lifting the mood that he was in as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. You wrapped you arms around him, enjoying being able to hold him and smell his scent against you again.

“I don’t ever wanna move from this spot,” he murmured, holding you tight. “I wanna stay here forever… with you.”

“Now you’re getting too cheesy,” you said, earning a small chuckle from him. 

“I am,” he started, taking a shaky breath, “but I mean it. Thank you for being here for me.”

“I’m always going to be here,” you replied. You sounded like a broken record at this point, but there was nothing he needed more right now than the comfort of constant reassurance, and you would readily provide that to him if he so needed it. 

“I kinda wanna watch Spiderman now,” he said softly. You removed yourself from him with a chuckle to reach over for the remote.

“I figured you would,” you responded, earning a playful shove from him. “What?”

“No!” he exclaimed with a toothy grin, almost whining like a child.

“You’re very predictable!” He rolled his eyes as he slumped back into the couch, crossing his arms over his chest indignantly, plastering a pout on his face.

“Fine.”

“Oh, quit the pouting,” you told him, giving him a playful nudge in return. “Just accept the fact that I know you well.”

“Is this the Tobey Maguire one?”

“No, it’s Tom Holland.”

“I want Tobey Maguire.”

“That one isn’t on here.”

“I want the Tobey Maguire one. You’re telling me that I come back from the military… the military… and I can’t watch Spiderman with Tobey Maguire.”

“Stop gaslighting me, Taemin.”

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hi thank you SO SO much for being so patient with me recently. this originally was a request from one of my followers, and i was very happy to be able to write a male reader insert for this one! 

please feel free to let me know what you would like to see next!

- anne <3