#sung hanbin scenarios

[restlessmaknae]

sun, star, moon // sung hanbin

When you start university, everything is new and scary, until you find your safe haven in a cosy corner café and a cute barista working there.

➳ Characters: barista/uni student!Hanbin x uni student female!reader/you

➳ Genre: the fluffiest of fluff, uni au, barista au, slice of life

➳ Words: 2.9k

➳ Warning: mention of food, stress

➳ A/N: This story was very much inspired by Hanbin's tattoos (the title might have hinted at that...), and even though there's some info out there about what they mean to him, this story is purely fictional, so the explanation in the story is also just part of the storyline.

Also, thank you @dat-town for bearing with me while I was gradually falling for this boy 💕

➳ Taglist: @dat-town, @s00buwu

It was spring when you first met Hanbin.

You had your first semester at university, all nerves and excitement, looking around the unfamiliar city and being in awe at how different it was compared to your hometown. Apart from visiting your grandparents in different cities, you had never travelled much, let alone spent time away from your parents. It was exciting and terrifying all at the time, and you didn’t really know how to be an independent and responsible adult (the one that you should have been), but you tried your best to find your footing.

After orientation week, your very first class was at 8am which meant having to grab coffee to keep you awake after tossing and turning in bed for hours the previous night, not knowing what to expect on your very first day. You stayed at a student accommodation a bit further from the city centre, and there was a cosy little café on the corner, so you hopped in to get your daily dose of caffeine before getting on the bus.

As you stepped inside, the little bell above the door signalled your arrival cheerily, and the sweet fragrance of freshly baked goodies wafted through the café. You stepped up to the corner, and while the boy in front of you was making his order, you examined the hand-written menu on the chalkboard behind the counter, pondering over what to get.

You were next in line in no time, and as the boy stepped aside, you found yourself face-to-face with the barista who smiled at you gently. There were no dark circles around his eyes despite the early hour, and his cheeks lifted slightly when he was smiling. He ruffled his jet-black hair when a few stray locks fell into his eyes and blinked at you patiently.

“Good morning! What can I get for you?” He inquired politely as he stepped aside, so that you could see the chalkboard behind him better. You smiled at him, grateful, already making up your mind about your order.

“Good morning! I’d like a medium almond latte and a…” Your voice trailed off as you looked at the pastry display counter, wondering if you should get something to munch on between your morning classes. There were a few baked goods that you had never tried before and they looked heavenly, but you wanted to stick to something familiar for the sake of your stomach on the first day of the semester. “An almond croissant to go, please,” you added, and looked back up at him, only to find his smile widening upon your order.

“So a medium almond latte with an almond croissant,” he noted, but there was a playful edge to his words which made you realise that it must have sounded pretty funny. You weren’t crazy about almonds, but you liked almond latte the most, and that croissant seemed really good.

“Yeah, that’s it,” you bobbed your head, your heart warming at the sight of his smile, before telling him that you would pay by card. While he was preparing your order, you tried not to stare too much, but it was difficult when he had such kind and gentle features. Anyone who looked at him could tell that he was a good-willed person, plus, add his broad shoulders, toothy smile and delicate features to the mixture, and boom… it was impossible not to look at him while he was busy concentrating on doing your latte, his dedication written on his face.

When he caught your gaze, his lips curled upwards timidly, and you couldn’t tell whether he was more shy or you were. You were sure that your face flushed, but you hoped that he deemed that it was because of the slightly warmer temperature in the café, not because of him.

“Here you go,” he said as he put the cup of coffee and a paper bag with the croissant on the counter in front of you. “Have a lovely day!” He wished with a tender smile when you reached for the goodies, and you reciprocated it, wishing him the same.

Little did you know, that was just the first of your many morning encounters with him.

It was summer when you realised that you had fallen for Hanbin.

Throughout the semester, the little café had become your favourite spot around your student accommodation. It was where you got your morning latte, and it was where you worked on your assignments when you needed to get out of your small room to not get crazy there. Hanbin didn’t work every single time you were there, but the other baristas were just as kind and friendly. You also got to know that the woman who sometimes worked behind the counter was Hanbin’s mother, and she was also the one who owned the café. When you talked with her, you realised where the boy had gotten his kindness and consideration from.

On the other hand, when Hanbin was there, you always felt a bit more safe, a bit more comfortable. You couldn’t really pinpoint what it was about him - maybe his gentle smile or the way he gently patted your back to wake you up when you fell asleep on your laptop or the way his voice was like a lullaby, something that could envelope you in its warmth -, but you couldn’t go against what you were feeling. You just didn’t know whether he felt the same way about you because he seemed to be equally kind to all the customers.

Hanbin was a university student too, yet he helped out at the café whenever his schedule allowed him to do so, so it wasn’t rare to see him going to class or to come from class when you were already there. Since you usually saw him in a neutral coloured shirt with an apron in front, you never really paid much attention to how he dressed, but when he was off-work, he wore cotton shirts, light cardigans, casual jeans and such. He looked good in everything though.

However, on the very last day before you would go home for the summer break, Hanbin offered to walk you back to your accommodation. You hadn’t planned on staying past opening hours, but you had managed to doze off while scrolling on your phone, and the boy had to wake you up, explaining that it was time to close the shop altogether. Since it was late, he suggested walking you back, and despite your initial protests (that it was a well-lit street, that it wasn’t that far…), you gave in.

As you walked side by side, you stole a few glances here and there, and that’s when you noticed it… he wore a V-neck shirt this time, something that exposed the front of his chest a bit, and you couldn’t help yourself from noticing the tattoos on his skin. When he caught you staring, he also looked down and let out an audible ‘oh’ sound.

You immediately jumped in to apologise.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. I just thought you had something stuck on you, I have never noticed that you have a tattoo…” You justified hastily, your voice trailing off at the end when you saw the boy’s laid-back expression. He didn’t look frustrated or amused, he looked how he usually looked, and that put your mind at ease. His following words even more so.

“It’s okay. I had it made there on purpose, it doesn’t bother me.”

Truth to be told, you had never been curious about others’ tattoos, but the sun, star and moon symbols on him made you wonder why he got those specific symbols. You didn’t know whether you had the right to ask about them, but since Hanbin was still looking at you, as if he was expecting you to say something more, you decided to go for it.

“What do they represent to you? If you don’t mind me asking, of course,” you clarified immediately in case it was a personal topic to him, but he didn’t seem offended. If anything, he seemed glad, and as you were walking under the dim lights of the nearby street lamps, the silence occasionally overthrown by the noises of traffic around, he let you know about the answer. How he believed that there’s light, darkness and beauty in everything, and how the universe was always there, watching, and he believed in it, that certain things happened for a reason as part of the universe’s calling.

You were in awe, not knowing how to profoundly phrase what you wanted to say to him, and he must have misinterpreted your silence because he added a few seconds later:

“I know it may sound silly…”

“No, no, that’s like… so beautiful that you think that way,” you voiced out, and you weren’t sure that you got your message across, hence you continued. “I also believe that what’s meant to be will happen, and that the universe has its own ways to make things happen.”

Hanbin smiled gently, somewhat relieved, and you reciprocated it, thinking that maybe this too… maybe him too… they were all part of the universe’s plan.

It was autumn when you started getting closer with Hanbin.

The leaves might have turned, but your feelings for Hanbin had not changed, if only they had grown more. The truth is, the only thing you had forgotten about when you had bid your goodbye prior to summer break had been to exchange contacts. Since you had seen each other multiple times a week at the café, there had been no reason for you to stay in touch to keep the other updated about your days. On top of that, even though you had tried to look up his name on SNS, there had been quite a few Sung Hanbins, and some accounts were private while others didn’t have a profile photo.

So you had left it at that, clutching onto your memories with the boy, catching yourself daydreaming more and more often during the summer. Those months had never seemed so long before, and you had wondered whether you had crossed his mind as much as he had crossed yours. Your heart had fluttered whenever his wide smile, gentle voice or considerate actions had come to your mind, and it had been funny how he hadn’t even been there, yet, you had felt as shy as if he had been there in front of you.

With the autumn semester finally starting, your feelings came back in full force, heightening when you met at the café again. It was heartwarming how - despite the months without seeing each other - the place still felt like your little safe haven and how his smile still triggered the same reaction from you.

Afterwards, you cherished each and every meeting, each and every smile, each and every giggle and each and every slight touch. The boy also picked up the habit - or rather continued - of walking you back to your accommodation if he had the chance to do so, and you wished that walk could have been longer for it always felt like such a short span of time that you could spend together. Until he suggested going to a dance festival with him, and there was no turning back from there: you started hanging out outside of the café too, visiting the riverside on weekends, visiting exhibitions, attending concerts, going to the cinema and checking out other cafés and restaurants. Anything and everything that came to your mind, and that you thought the other would enjoy.

All because by that point, you knew each other well enough to suggest such things.

It was winter when you became official with Hanbin.

Even though the weather had become colder, your heart had never been warmer. Being with Hanbin was like constantly being bundled up in a warm blanket, being taken care of and feeling all fuzzy. He was the epitome of a comfort person: whenever you felt down, he was there to listen to your concerns, he was there to cheer you up when you were questioning your choice of major, he was there to wake you up when you fell asleep on your notes at the café, and he was there to keep you safe from careless cyclists passing by on the walk to your accommodation.

Since both of you were university students - albeit went to different universities -, you could bond over group project members that annoyingly slacked off, professors that seemed to get stuck in the past century with their presentation style, exam questions that seemed to ask the most unnecessary details from the hundredth slide and so on. It felt like sharing the same experience, and even if you studied different subjects and went to different institutions, that was just one more reason you enjoyed talking to him. He could talk so enthusiastically about topics that interested him (when it seemed like there were stars dancing in his big, bright eyes), and you loved his optimistic mind-set and hard-working personality.

However, both of you needed to let off some steam from time to time, so this particular week, you decided to walk to the top of the Namsan Tower, to take in the view of the vibrant city and its shining lights (including the Christmas decorations the city was dressed in since the beginning of December).

“Ah, I feel so out of shape,” you breathed out with a semi-nervous giggle as you were making your way up to the top. You did have weekly aerobics classes at uni, and you did walk a lot, but it seemed tiring to reach the top on foot, maybe because of your big coats and the slippery ground.

“We’re almost there. Hang in there!” Hanbin cheered you on with his hands balled into fists and a bright smile that reached his eyes. You smiled back at him, and maybe it was because of the dazzled state you were in or the uneven ground beneath you, but you felt your feet slip, and if it hadn’t been for Hanbin reaching for you, you might have fallen onto your back.

“Are you okay?” The boy asked, worry painting his features solemn, and you hated to see that tight line of his lips, so you bobbed your head right away and reassured him that you were fine. He seemed to believe you, but still didn’t let go of your arms. Instead, he slipped his fingers into yours, and pulled you with him as he took the next step towards the top.

You were thankful that you were dressed up warmly, your fluffy scarf covering half of your face, because you were sure that you were flushed like crazy. Even though you had been progressively more intimate with each other - you squeezing his hand when he was talking about something vulnerable because you noticed that it helped him to feel better, him wiping your tears when you broke down in front of him when you were questioning your choice of major, him placing his hand on your back to keep you from falling when a stranger pushed past beside you on the escalator, you helping him with his necklaces when they stuck on his shirt and slightly grazing his skin -, you had never hold hands like this before.

You made your way to the top while holding hands and staying close to each other, and it was definitely worth it. The view was stunning, and as you were taking photos of the scenery, tiny little white flakes fell from the sky.

“Hanbin, look! It’s snowing,” you shrieked excitedly like an overzealous kid, and grabbed one of the snowflakes that melted in your hand in no time. You really didn’t expect this, especially with such perfect timing.

“It’s the first snow,” he noted with a childlike smile that mirrored yours. For a few minutes, you just stood there, watching in awe how the objects and the scenery around you got a thin layer of white - like frosting on a cake.

Then, when your eyes met his, you couldn’t stop smiling. It was truly beautiful, and that warm, fuzzy feeling was there yet again, sending tiny little fireworks through your body. These feelings exploded even more when the boy stepped up to you, and helped to tuck your hair into your beanie and under your scarf, so that your locks wouldn’t get attacked by the sudden snow.

Your heart was hammering away rapidly, and you felt like you could burst any moment as he still just stood there, not stepping back. When he just kept looking at you like that, eyes warm, smile warm, hands warm, you didn’t have it in you to back away either. Instead, your lips pulled into a smile when his fingers slipped down to your hands, and he intertwined your fingers.

“I like you, y/n,” he confessed in that kind, caring voice of his, and there was no use doubting his words. His eyes spoke for themselves.

“I like you, too, Hanbin,” you answered within a heartbeat, and in that moment, you knew.

The universe was really watching.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this story of mine! Let me know what you think!

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Hope you have a lovely day/night! Take care! ❤️

[i520u]

invisible string ʚĭɞೃ⟡

HIII i’m so sorry this took me so long i just didn’t wanna be unemployed after i’m done with my series so i decided to keep this in the drafts for a while 😞 i hope you’ll like this!

PAIRING sung hanbin x gn!reader

GENRE fluff, sfw

MASTERLIST

hanbin is a responsible bf, so you can definitely let loose when you’re around him!

he will always makes you feel safe

when you go out on dates with him, he would always silently take your handbag off of your shoulder and carry them himself 😞

his nicknames for you are usually the common ones, baby, my baby, angel, and i think he’d most commonly use 내 사랑 (nae sarang/my love) because it’s so endearing to give your s/o a nickname in your own mother tongue am i right

but he prefers calling you by your name, bc he thinks your name is already pretty

constantly complimenting you

you get your work done and he’s like “good job baby” and then he’d kiss your cheek

you finish mopping the floors and he’s like “you worked so hard today my love, thank you”

the type of boyfriend that will give you legitimate answers to your “would you still love me if i was a worm?” questions

one time you asked him what he would do if you turned into a snail one day

and he told you he’d have to build you nice house where you would be comfortable living in

drives your around ALL the time

he would freak out if you offered him gas money because he really doesn’t mind spending his time, energy, and money with you :(

if you gave him a $10 cash he would applepay you $15

i think hanbin is a great cook, so eating out is very rare for you both because he’s always cooking up a meal for the both of you

if you don’t like a certain taste (sour, salty, sweet, etc) he’d make sure to alter the recipe a little so you’d both be able to enjoy the meal together

hanbin would be cutting up some vegetables, and then you’d come up to him and ask for a kiss, and he would gladly give you a quick kiss before resuming with the meal prep

conflicts with him rarely ever happens

he’s so good at communicating, and he’s just so gentle there’s really nothing to be mad about with him

he trusts you, and he feels secure in the relationship so he never really asks you about your whereabouts. you’re free to hangout with anyone!

all of your friends loves hanbin. he treats you so well, and he’s so polite and can mix around with them, so he’s practically in your friend group too

when you DO get into fights with hanbin, the fight never lasts longer than 2 days. he either apologises first if he realised that he’s in the wrong, or he’ll talk to you and explain why he felt like he was wronged

plus, even when the two of you are fighting, he’d still cook you a good dinner, and you’d still help him clean up all the things he used to make the meal 😭

also on nights where you both had heated arguments, if the situation was okay, he would still wrap his arms around you while you sleep

hanbin never go all out for anniversaries though

rather than fancy dinner date or a big gesture to show his love, it’s more domestic and meaningful

hanbin prefers celebrating your anniversaries together with things like giving you a photobook of all the moments that you’ve spent together

of course he’d buy you a gift too, but his main idea of anniversaries are more domestic

one time he rearranged your house and made a candlelight dinner all by himself for your anniversary, candles, silk tablecloth, fancy steak, he did that all by himself

whenever you get sick, he’d feel bad leaving you alone while he goes to work but duty calls!!!

he would make you text him and update him every 3 hours so that he knows you’re eating well and taking your medicines on time

when HE’S sick he tells you not to worry about him and then he would get flustered when he finds out that you cooked him some healthy soupy foods for him to eat

he thinks you’re so cute when you’re worried over him getting a stupid little cold

when he gets better he would give you so many kisses and cooing at how cute you were when you were taking care of him

honestly he’s always kissing you somewhere, or you’re always kissing him somewhere, it doesn’t matter. he loves kisses

when you say something funny he would laugh and then bring your hand to his lips for no reason?? when you ask him why he’s just like “you’re so funny i just had to kiss you”

when you’re showing him the new top you just bought and then he would just pull you in to kiss the top of your head bc why not

when you kiss him first his ears will go red

he would even be like “why’d you do that”

when you say you just wanted to kiss him he’d giggle and would call you adorable

“my partner is so adorable today, i wonder what’s got into them?”

[taeraemylove]

Hanbin is the type to

The type to bring home flowers every Friday for you

The type to leave notes around the house with romantic messages

The type to text you every day while you are at work/school to ask if you’ve eaten

The type to always have your favorite snacks on hand because he knows you like them

The type to create personal playlists for you to listen to

The type to give you his jacket when you’re cold

The type to remember things you like and research it to relate to you

The type to open doors for you

The type to always have a blanket in his car so you don’t get cold

The type to hug you from behind when you’re cooking

The type to hold one of your hands while he drives

[ericsprincess]

i can't stop for you and me

nc-17, Sung Hanbin/Reader, office au, lawyer!reader, also bully!reader (kinda), doormat!Hanbin, cunnilingus

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A/N: Reparations ;) This is a gift for a friend. I'm not a ZB1 fan and I don't know them well, so I hope it’s at least a little bit of a fitting scenario for Hanbin.

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Fucking CUTE. You think while spinning your pen between your fingers. You’re sitting behind your big wooden desk, peeking over the dossier that you’ve been pretending to read for the past 15 minutes, your eyes scanning through the office in front of you, until they find your favorite target - your new pretty assistant, Hanbin. 

To be honest, he’s not even doing anything particularly cute, he’s quite literally just doing his job, staring into a computer screen and typing occasionally. He’s that pretty and adorable just by existing, with his delicate porcelain doll face and black hair.

I should have hired that old lady, you lament, but you know it’s bullshit. You knew you’re gonna give him a job offer the moment he walked into the meeting room for his interview, all fresh from school and excited to start his career. He looked so proper and polite, thoughtfully answering every question, even daring to blush and sweat under your scrutiny. You took one brief look at his CV to check if he’s qualified enough, and he was. There might have been better, more experienced candidates, but you decided to do this thing for you, just this once. Treat yourself. 

And now it’s coming back at you in full force. 

This is not good. This is a problem. His presence makes you feel things and all of them are inappropriate at the very least. 

It’s not helping that he would obviously bend over backwards to make you happy. You don’t even need to finish the question and he’s already eagerly rushing to complete whatever unnecessary task you made up this time. No request is dumb enough for him to object, and you actually tried. He would just happily go about his way to fulfill it. You could send him to sort cases by alphabetical order backwards and he would just ask when it’s supposed to be done. Sometimes you like to ruffle his feathers a little more by giving him work that he’s clearly not ready for, like that one time where you made him give a presentation to your client instead of yourself. You actually thought he’s going to faint, but somehow he powered through it just by sheer determination, earning an approving smile and nod from you, going all red in reply. 

Not to say that thanks to his good looks he solved your perpetual problem of missing partner at every work function and dumb dinner party with clients. Now you get to drag your handsome assistant along as your plus one to every event, where you can not only parade him around, but also enjoy him fussing over your comfort, bringing you drinks, holding your coat or bag and even driving you home. You can see the jealousy in others and it makes you secretly happy. 

You wouldn’t be able to do that, if you hired that old lady. 

And even today, despite being already long past his shift, he still decided to stay working late, just because you did. The office is already empty and dark, the only sole source of light shining on his face is his computer screen in his cubicle and the light coming out of your glass walled office. 

He rubs his eyes. 

You slap the dossier down on your desk.

“Hanbin-sshi, can you please come here for a second?” you call out. 

“Yes, ma’am,” he immediately replies and gets up. He’s sluggish and obviously tired and you almost feel bad for him. Almost. 

“Can I help you with anything?” he asks. 

“Yes. I would like you to run to the Starbucks, I want some coffee. I’d like a venti pumpkin spice latte-” you pause, seeing as he’s struggling to fish out his phone to take notes. “with four shots of espresso, almond milk, light caramel drizzle, light foam, one pump of pumpkin sauce, one pump of maple pecan sauce and salt topping. Thank you.” you smirk at him as he’s dutifully tapping everything down. 

“No problem, I’ll be right back, ma’am,” he bows a little and rushes out of the door. 

Your stomach rumbles. Actually. 

“Actually!” you call out, but he doesn’t reply. You jump out from behind your table in hope of maybe being able to catch him, but when you run out of the office you can see he’s already left.

Oh well. Maybe I’ll just send him for the second time, when he gets back. 

You turn back to return to your office, when his computer pings with a message. 

Huh? He didn’t lock his computer? 

You take a look, and really - he didn’t. He must have forgotten or just didn’t care, since no one else is left at the office at this time.

Moreover, the message is not from your designated work chat app, but from a personal one. You lean forwards to take a look at the unread notification. 

matt says: so how’s the late hours with the sexy boss going? dude you’re a masochist. 

You blink. Without any hesitation you click on the chat and scroll through the last messages. 

hb says: fuck it's getting really hard to hide my boners from her

>every time she orders me around i can barely think

>i just go home and jerk off everyday thinking about her bossing me around

>if she ever finds out im screwed

>i literally stayed working late, just in case she wants something

>she could ask me to eat her pussy under her desk and i would just crawl under 

>matt i’m so fucked

Your reflection on the computer screen twists into a wide grin. Oh. What a beautiful bunch of revelations. 

You had a hunch that he must like taking orders and feeling accomplished by completing tasks, but you didn’t know it’s sexual for him. Much less, that it’s because of you, in particular. But hey, at least it validates your own interests in this little game. 

You do your best to curb your giddiness and return back behind your desk. Hanbin appears a few minutes later, with your coffee in hand and a little bag in another. 

“Here, ma’am. I also took the liberty to bring you some snack, since it’s really late and you must be hungry.” he hands you both. 

You open the little back and pull out a blueberry muffin. “Thank you, Hanbin-sshi,” you take a bite. “It’s like you’re reading my mind. I hope I’m not putting you through too much trouble.” 

“Oh, no, really, it’s not a problem,” he’s quick to assure you, shaking his head. 

“Hanbin-sshi, it’s such a joy to have you. You’re always so eager and helpful, I could not pick a better assistant,” you smile kindly at him. 

“T-thanks, ma’am, this really means a lot to me.” he stutters, cheeks already burning red. 

“Sometimes it feels like I could ask you to eat my pussy under my desk, and you would just crawl right under, wouldn’t you?” you ask with a smirk.

He freezes. Gotcha.

“I-..”

“You?”

“I- I actually, I would,” he admits. He looks nervous, like he's sure he’s busted, outed as a pervert and will be fired immediately. It looks good on him.

“Okay,” you nod and push yourself off your desk on your chair. You gesture at the space. “Be my guest.”

He looks at you disbelievingly, as if he’s not sure if you’re serious or if it’s just some kind of a prank. But eventually, he seems to make up his mind. 

He slowly falls on his knees. He looks at you, as if to check whether it is really something you want, and when he sees you’re not putting a stop to it, he slowly crawls on his all fours under your big desk. 

You roll your chair back to its place. You look down, where two big eyes are staring right back at you. 

“I hope it were not just empty words, Hanbin-sshi. I’m sure you don’t want to disappoint me,” you warn him. 

“No, of course not, ma’am,” he hurries to assure you and visibly gathers all the courage to actually touch you. He runs his hands over your legs and leans forwards. 

He starts kissing your thighs, while bunching your skirt up, even daring to suck and lick a little at your skin. He slowly gets to your pussy and he doesn’t hesitate to lick over your panties, already wet ever since you discovered his true feelings. It’s like he’s trying to get as much of your taste as he can through them, licking until they are completely drenched with both your juices and his saliva. He’s kneeling in front of you, holding you around your hips, his whole face buried in your crotch, like he doesn't care if he can even breathe. 

It feels good and you’re getting more and more aroused, but you can’t wait for a more direct stimulation. You grab him by his hair and pull him off you by force. You quickly lift yourself up to pull down your panties, and he frantically helps, even tries to dive back in, but your hold won’t let him. 

You look into his eyes and wait a second until he calms down a bit, while he whimpers. He’s all red and clearly aroused and he looks so pretty, you’re sure you will never forget this sight of his delicate face, eager to pleasure you. 

“Now you can,” you say and let go of his hair. He doesn’t hesitate a moment and quickly leans forwards to get back your pussy. 

It feels like his tongue is everywhere. He’s licking all over your pussy and trying to push his tongue in. You have half a mind to tell him to use his fingers, but his tongue already feels so good, you want to see if he will manage to make you cum only like that. 

And it seems he will, since when he moves to your clit, it’s basically game over for you. 

He’s clearly bringing out his A-game, rubbing all over your clit with flat tongue in cruel tempo, building up your pleasure, until he can tell you’re getting close, then switching to quicker flicks, his mouth sealed around your pussy as if he was making out with it. 

You’re getting close and you know he can tell, just by the sounds you’re making. You’re so wet it must be dripping off his face. He’s tireless, his tongue never stopping, he’s even moaning a little, as if it was him being pleasured.

You grab him by his hair and push him even closer and then you’re cumming, smothering him with your pussy and juices and not letting him breathe at all, not until you’re finished. He’s not fighting it, letting you ride his face as much as you need, slowly coming down from your orgasm. 

You let him go, and he takes a deep breath. He looks up at you.

You roll your chair back a little. You take a moment to enjoy the look at him all out of his mind, kneeling under your desk, red, sweaty and disheveled. He’s breathing heavily, aroused and undeniably close to orgasm, without even touching himself.  

“Are you hard, Hanbin-sshi?” you ask. 

It’s a stupid question, his cock is obviously tenting his pants, even leaving a dark wet spot on them. But he nods regardless, eyes glazed over, face still wet. His black hair is sticking to his face a little.

“If you manage to drive us to my apartment without either crashing or cumming, I’ll suck you off. What do you think about that?”

You can see his breath hitching. He doesn’t even need to answer. 

“Go get your coat.”

[kkongdakz]

“ TOO PERFECT. ” ft. sung hanbin

hanbin x gn!reader, genre : fluff, warning : mostly fluff & comfort, warnings : a little angsty, reader is head over heels for hanbin, wc : 3k>

it was pitch-dark when hanbin walked through the door of your apartment, shedding his shoes with lightning speed before camouflaging himself in your arms. his face plunged into your neck, while your hand instantly found the nape of his neck, undertaking to caress his skin delicately. your second hand reached up to his back, moving up and down in a comforting gesture — and him seemed to relax somewhat under your fingertips. a long sigh left his lips and a shiver ran down your spine as his breath tickled the sensitive skin of your collarbones. hoping he hadn't noticed, you laid your cheek against his head, whispering not far from his ear, « let's make ourselves comfortable on the couch, okay? »

hanbin nodded and moved slightly away from you, but never letting you see his face. he looked so desperate — so you slipped your hand into his, your fingertips simply holding his while guiding him into your living room. settling yourself on the sofa, you guided your best friend to slide against you, between your legs, his chest pressed against yours. little do you know, he put his ear to your chest to be able to hear your heartbeat. his arms slipped around you, while one of your hands was lost in his brown locks. « so.. what happened? » you finally ask, a little curious to see him so dejected after a date that seemed very important to him in the first place.

let's get this story started : you've known hanbin for as long as you can remember, and you've never been apart since. only small downside : you fell deeply in love with him in high school, while he stayed in the friend side. you don't really know if he's ever seen you as a potential future love interest, but if he had, he'd always hidden it extremely well. deep down, a little piece of your heart was broken to see him trying dating someone other than you, but you felt lucky to have a boy like him always by your side. he was such a caring, well-mannered, helpful, adorable, gallant, attentive boy.. it was hard not to get butterflies in your stomach when you rubbed shoulders with such a living green flag. then yes, your feelings for him hadn't changed a bit, but you'd much rather keep him around as a friend than not have him at all.

so today, lying in your living room's sofa with him glued to you, you were ready to listen and learn why this date seemed to have gone so badly. « in the beginning, everything was fine, » he started, but you couldn't help drowning in his honeyed voice, « i took her to that restaurant i told you about, then we went for a walk in a pretty park where there was some good music, everything was going really well, i hold her hand and we talked about everything for a long time. »

how you wished you were in that girl's shoes — of course, you had already spent similar evenings with hanbin, but she had something you didn't : hanbin's love interest in her. nodding even though you knew he couldn't see you, your second hand reached up to the curve of his jaw, tracing it with the tip of your index finger. then hanbin resumed his story, « but suddenly, she wanted us to sit on a bench and have a serious conversation. »

« i was a little worried but kind of happy because i told myself she wanted us to put a word in about our relationship.. » his voice seemed to change completely, shifting from his naturally warm voice to a more defeatist tone — and you didn't like it. « what did she tell you? » you asked, frowning. your hand tenderly stroked his cheek, tilting your head to the side to try and catch a glimpse of hanbin's face. but the only thing you could see was the tip of his slightly reddened nose.

« she said she was sorry, » he declared with an umpteenth sigh, his words choking on his breath, « but that she didn't think we could go on together. »

you could feel his grip around you tighten, and his fingers mechanically grasp the sweatshirt you were wearing (which was his, by the way). and before you can retort, he continued his story with words you never thought you'd hear in your life, « because she thought i was too perfect. »

you felt like you'd just tumbled down the stairs of a 7-storey building. too perfect? that was the dumbest excuse you've ever heard. you thought you were dreaming, that it was just a bad joke on his part, but the silence that followed proved that this was the unvarnished truth. a nervous laugh left your lips, still stunned by such a senseless revelation — « you must be kidding me, right? » you finally say, your hand ceasing all movement in his hair and the tone of your voice slightly more annoyed than expected.

but hanbin nodded negatively, rising higher above you to hide his face in the hollow of your neck. his lips resting innocently on your skin sent another uncontrollable shiver through your body, and you prayed inwardly that he wouldn't feel the crescendo rhythm of your heartbeat. biting your lip to stop you swearing at that stupid girl, hanbin's voice again invaded your personal space, stoking the rage boiling in your blood.

« unfortunately, no. she was dead serious, » he whispered, his breath escaping over your shoulder, hovering over your left collarbone, « she explained that she was afraid she'd soon tire of me if i was always so helpful and attentive. »

you still couldn't believe your ears. hanbin had all the criteria of the perfect boyfriend, and that's what made him so attractive and irresistible. he was a gentleman, who took care of everything around him, always looking out for everyone but himself. he remembered the smallest details about each person he liked, he knew his friends and family's tastes and colors like the back of his hand, he had that reassuring voice that lulls you to sleep at night and comforts you during the day, he had this warm, protective hand capable of erasing every insecurity. but above all, he had that perfect bright smile that could make anyone happy at a glance.

obviously, you didn't think that way just because he shook your every feeling, every second of your life. but you were simply stating the facts after years of being friend with him. hanbin was everything that was pure, healthy and desired in a relationship. but this girl was too stupid to realize what a gem she'd just let slip through her fingers.

and it pissed you off.

« sung hanbin, look at me. » you say suddenly. when he barely had time to leave the warmth of your neck, your two hands cupped his face, holding his face in place in front of yours. he was so close you could feel his breath brush your lips, but you had to stay focused and find the right words to reassure his lost heart and question-ridden mind.

but how could you stay focused when the love of your life was this close to you, and looked so stunning despite his glassy eyes?

you couldn't speak for a long three minutes, your gaze wandering over every detail of his skin that you had already memorized. every curve, every mole, every feature of his face was flawless. your thumb unconsciously moved across his cheek, causing him to juggle his gaze from one eye to another — thanks to this, you could see the hazel glow of his pupils. « who could refuse anything to such a pretty face..? » you murmured in an inaudible sigh, only to yourself — unaware that your words had reached hanbin's ears innocently. deep down, you sincerely hoped that your words were just a figment of your imagination, without suspecting for a second the gentle warmth that was seeping into the heart of the boy in front of you right after. your heart stopped beating for a microsecond, when your eyes gazed innocently into his, and you lost all sense of time.

it was as if everything had frozen, and the only thing able to move was him and you, and your two beating hearts. you knew he was patiently awaiting your next words, but the latter were stuck in the back of your throat, as if an invisible force were trying to silence you forever. you finally open your mouth, attempting some sort of speech — but suddenly the butterflies in your body lodged themselves in your mind and made you forget all about the lexical field of comfort. all you could think about was him, the perfect curve of his lips and the hazel glint in his pretty doe eyes.

you fought your inner demons to keep the uncontrollable effect he had on you under wraps, not wanting to risk taking a single wrong step. biting your lower lip, you finally decided to try and regain your composure, because despite the mad desire to let your feelings invade space and time, your current role was to comfort your best friend who thought there was something wrong with the perfect person he was.

« don't dare think even a hint of negativity about you, » you began, softly, in a whisper so as not to let the tremor in your voice be heard, « you're the best person i've ever known in this world, and i don't say that because you're the most important person to me, but because it's the only true truth. »

« your parents made you the most perfect being in this universe, there's nothing wrong with your personality. » hanbin seemed immersed in your words, as if they were all that mattered right now, and you could feel his skin warming slightly under your fingers placed delicately on his cheeks. « that random girl don't want to be with you because you're too perfect? it's okay, someone else will love you fully instead. »

« you're still young, you have your whole life ahead of you, » your eyes gazed into his, as if you were trying to overcome and fight every bad thought stuck in hanbin's mind right now, « you'll end up finding the person who'll fall in love with you, and won't be afraid to love every green flag that makes up your personality. »

hanbin felt his heart explode in his chest, as he concentrated not only on your every word, but also your heart pounding next to his. he couldn't speak, he didn't know what to say — it was as if you'd invaded his thoughts and stolen his words. he'd forgotten about the crappy date he'd had a few hours earlier, and was trying to convince himself that telling you now that you were everything he wanted, was a bad idea.

but that bright gleam in your eyes made him realize that it was you who ran through his mind every day and night, over and over again. it may have been a cliché, but his heart felt fulfilled only in your presence. you soothed his every woe without realizing it, helping him to always look on the bright side of life, you were synonymous with stability, happiness and reassurance for him.

his grip around your waist tightened, unconsciously, without your noticing. you just let him do as he pleased, your hands still clinging tenderly to his face. you looked deep into his eyes, looking for the slightest sign of any negative thought still present — but he seemed lost in the sincerity of your eyes to think of anything else.

« you are such a perfect little arrangement of atoms. » — he could hear the smile on your lips as the words left your mouth, as his pupils juggled from one eye to the other once again. it was probably the nicest thing he'd heard in a long time, and the simple fact that it came from you filled him with joy. trying as you might to lean a little closer to him, you placed a light kiss on the top of his cheekbone. it was like an angel's kiss, soft and light, but as warm as a ray of sunshine, filled with a cloud of kindness and love beyond compare — hanbin could feel the tips of his ears heating up furiously at the same time his heart began to accelerate in his chest.

« you deserve someone who loves every little things about you. » while you simply tried to reassure him, remaining focused on his perfect face that almost made your head spin, hanbin again seemed lost in thought. you unhooked one of your hands from his cheeks to put the messy strands of his hair back in place, paying no attention to the deviation of his gaze from your attentive beloved eyes, to your rosy lips painted with a smile. hanbin thought he was going crazy, thinking about kissing you at a time like this — but he couldn't help thinking that in the end, disappointment after disappointment, the only person he still had left was you. and everything seemed so obvious suddenly : his feelings, the effect of your hands on his skin, the sound of your laughter that turned his heart upside down, your comforting voice that he wanted to hear every night before going to sleep. all this time, the only person he really loved and wanted was you.

but the constant fear of losing you and spoiling what was already there between you two, crackled unceasingly in his mind. what idiocy, he thought, knowing that despite everything, he couldn't live without you. you were his ride or die, you'd been with him every step of the way, and this was certainly not the end of your beautiful story. that the story continues as a passionate love story to make romance novels green with envy, or as an unconditional friendship that will never fade, you'll end up by his side until your last breath.

as he found your eyes again with his own, he observed them for a long time without saying anything. trying to remain calm despite the distressing perfection of his face close to yours, you let go of the lock of hair caught between your fingers to find his cheek again. but before you could put it back in place, it was captured by the boy's, who slowly interlaced your fingers with his own. you didn't know what to do, you panicked slightly inside : it wasn't the first time he'd held your hand, nor the first time he'd looked at you that way, but it was the first time his gesture had seemed so natural.

you could feel his heartbeat beating in unison with yours against your chest, and his thumb, which began to caress your skin, didn't help to calm your desilusory ideas. « i need someone like you. » he said suddenly, with a sigh, like a secret that only you had the right to hear. but it wasn't enough, it wasn't what you wanted to hear : you wanted him to want only you.

then you drew your face to his, slowly, and tenderly, you placed a kiss on the corner of his lips. an innocent kiss, as light as a cloud, so sweet he seemed to dream — but it was real, and now he knew. he knew that only you could love every part of him, every fiber of his body, every feature of his personality. you were the only one who could fulfill him, make him happy, make him in love, hopelessly in love.

so he decided to be bold, and look into your eyes — into the depths of your eyes, and say those words that ricocheted in your little head. « no, » he said more firmly, as if he was one hundred percent sure of what he was about to say, « i need you. just you. you're all i've ever needed. »

a storm erupted inside you, as you contained all the euphoria that had just exploded in your body, invading every muscle in it. everything you ever wanted was in your hands — and the indescribable love you had suddenly seemed reciprocal. but something wasn't right for you : your more mature thoughts whispered to you that it wasn't what you wanted. so you bit your lower lip, almost regretting having a brain at the very moment when everything you'd ever wanted was being handed to you on a silver platter. but you had to be sure of one thing.

« i don't want you to need me, » you replied, a kind, almost sad smile creeping across your lips, « i want you to love me. » — but that's all it took for hanbin react, and realize that he had to prove his words. and his love for you.

so even though his evening had begun with a monumental fiasco of a date he didn't even want in the first place, he decided to end his night by proving to you, in a princely kiss, that all the love crackling in his heart was destined to you.

you couldn't describe how you felt when his lips mingled with yours — it was far too powerful to explain in words. you'd been dreaming for years of being able to try out kissing the person you considered your soulmate, tasting the taste of their love, feel his heart resonate in yours, the warmth of his touch burn your skin with a delicate heat. it was just as you had imagined : as precious as a diamond, as pleasant as a gift, as melting as chocolate, as soft as cotton, accompanied by a powerful love that surpassed all your imagination. your heart could have stopped at any moment, its beat ready to explode in your chest — he had found that one heart that would beat at its side for many years to come. and you'd just found the perfect arrangement of atoms that could invade yours without restraint.

after a few passionate kisses, a few words of love and a few overwhelming proof, you once again found yourself lost in the warm sincerity of hanbin's eyes and the undeniable beauty of his tender smile. in the end, you had finally tasted the exquisite pleasure of winning the benevolent heart of the boy for whom you could give everything — and the reward for your legendary patience was considerable. hanbin was yours, completely yours now.

maybe hanbin was too perfect for her, but for you, he was just the right dose of perfect.

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[junnieverse]

— PING 💬 TEXTS WITH S. HANBIN !

➙ random daily texts with your boyfriend hanbin

pairing: sung hanbin x gn!reader

genre: fluff, a little crack/humour

warnings: not proofread, reader jokingly hints to sharing hanbin with hao

a/n: haven't posted for jebewon in a minute, I miss them so much but I'm so excited for their upcoming album and have you guys seen how pretty their light stick/ring is??!

[yujinsmom]

texts with boyfriend hanbin!

- random texts with boyfriend sung hanbin

[p8rasite]

FINE.  ›  SUNG HANBIN ݃ 0612

synopsis.. where hanbin says it too often, he starts to believe he is.. until he isn’t.

muses.. roommate! hanbin x gn! reader

pantone.. angst & comfort ft. and they were roommates

cw + tap the mic.. self-doubt, reader kinda dislikes hanbin & mention of drinks + first zb1 writing let’s gaur! this was a mix of request & word vomit so i hope this is good enough 🥺 also new layout : @/stealanity & @/chiyuv

“no one’s here, come again in four to seven business weeks.”

you bite the inside of your cheek. as clear as it is that hanbin doesn’t want to entertain anyone at the moment, you refuse to let him be. not when he’s isolating himself within those four walls. not when you can just tug that handle and let yourself in.

so you do.

the abrupt bang of the door against the wall was slightly.. over the top, but at least it got his attention. well, more like his frown, but you can be bothered about the details some other time.

“what are you doing in here?” he mumbles, voice lacking its usual coat of vibrancy. this time, it’s soft and fragile, just like its owner.

you shrug your shoulders. “the kitchen told me you haven’t visited it in a few days so i’m checking in on you on their behalf.”

he chuckles, but even that sounds so hollow. another sign that he isn’t your roommate, but a shell of him. and as much as you hate to admit it, you’re even more a tad bit worried.

“may i?” you gesture to the space next to him, shortly receiving a nod. sitting on the floor—legs stretched out and back slouched against the wall—isn’t ideal, especially not when there’s a queen sized bed just a few steps away. although, given why you’re here in the first place, you suppose you could refrain from complaining this time.

(singular—you’re already stressing that before your friends can make assumptions.)

the two of you let silence wrap around you like a blanket, one neither of you seem eager to remove. you excuse your awkwardness by claiming you want to take in your new surroundings before moving further. to which, in fairness, makes sense because this is your first time in his room.

weird, isn’t it? living in a place where you’re familiar with everything but your roommate and his space. there were times where he left his door ajar enough for you to catch glimpses inside, but nothing could have prepared you to see it in its entirety.

so tidy, so cozy, so.. hanbin.

the young man in question fidgets with his sweater’s sleeve, a loose thread in particular. a translucent pane of absentmindedness hovers over his cocoa-tinted irises as he twists the material between his lithe fingers.

“i don’t know what’s missing,” hanbin gauges your reaction (seemingly blank, actually surprised) before continuing. “i gave everything i had to them, constantly tried to do and be my best self to make up for the things i lack, yet they still left.”

you nervously rub your palms upon your thighs, unsure where to pick up after such a heavy confession. there’s also that guilt that chews on your soul as you come to realize that this little mister perfect persona of his isn’t just for attracting people.

it’s supposed to convince those he loves to stay.

with this newfound understanding, you finally speak up, “them leaving isn’t on you.”

his brows furrow, lips slightly parting to reject your words but you lift your hand to cover his mouth. probably not the best idea, ‘specially not when he can just make muffled sounds through the makeshift gag, but it’ll have to do. all you need is for him to listen to you, no interruptions allowed.

“you gave almost all of yourself to them, which isn’t wrong—almost every person who’s been in love has done that. but that isn’t enough to make the relationship work because there’s two of you. now, either it’s a responsibility that they can’t or don’t want to face, which is why they broke up with you.

whichever it is, the fault still lies with them. and that, binnie, is why you shouldn’t be beating yourself up on this. yes, it’s okay to grieve what has been lost. but at the end of the day, you should acknowledge and accept that it isn’t your fault.”

you’re completely winded by the end of your speech, you don’t realize your hand had pulled away halfway through it. but then you notice the upward curve of his lips, and your eyes instinctively narrow at the suspicious sight.

“did i say something funny?”

he shakes his head and points out, “you called me binnie.”

..damn. you were so caught up in your rant that you hadn’t noticed your mistake. with a light hit at his shoulder, you grumble, “don’t read too deep into it, i just heard one of your friends constantly call you that so it slipped.”

“are you sure~?”

“yes.”

“very sure~?”

“..‘right, that’s the end of our therapy session. i expect you to pay me with a cup of karak tea later.” a groan emerges from the deepest part of your tired soul as you get back on your feet, backside sore from maintaining the same position for at least 10 minutes.

right as you’re on your way out, hanbin calls your name. intrigued confused as to what else he’d need, you take the chance and turn around. those busy fingers you noticed earlier? now they’re put together to make a unique heart gesture.

“thank you for keeping me company and opening my eyes to the bigger picture.” the warmth and cheeriness hasn’t been fully restored yet, but you can hear a sliver. and regardless of whether you admit it or not, you feel proud of yourself for assisting in bringing it back.

“no need to thank me, matters like this are why roommates were made.”

(uh huh, sure..)

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[taeraeszn]

Hiiiiii! How are you!❤️💫I hope you are well! I LOVE your ZB1 scenarios and would like to request an individual scenario for Hanbin! I would like to please request a suggestive fluffy one where he gets jealous because Yujin gets more attention from his afab foreigner s/o. If you can't that's OK! You can alter it if you'd like. I appreciate it! Thank you! Sending loads of love❤️xoxo

jealousy, jealousy - sung hanbin

characters: hanbin x afab!reader (ft. zb1)

description: hanbin gets jealous seeing his s/o giving more attention to his other members at the party

genre: fluff, tinge of angst lol

word count: 1.3K

warnings: suggestive writing at the end?? kissing/making out, food, lmk if i missed any!

a/n: hi luv! i decided to alter your request a bit if that's okay! i'm not sure how big the age gap is between my readers and yujin so i made the reader speak to the other members as well! btw this is afab reader, i realized that i haven't written something with an afab reader yet! if you guys prefer the gn!reader lmk :)

also be ready for more individual requests that will slowly roll out! (i alr have 2 ricky ones!), i'm happy to be writing individual ones for you guys so pls don't be afraid to send one in my inbox <3

sorry if this kinda sucks i was in a rush to finish it but wanted to publish it today

the party was absolutely packed to the brim. to celebrate the beginning of summer, hanbin decided to gather all his family and friends at his house, including you. he's been wanting you to meet his other members for a while and it was finally time that you got to.

you brushed out your hair and straightened it, as well as choosing an appealing dress. with some heels, you were out of the door. you informed hanbin that you'd be arriving soon and he was thrilled, sending you a bunch of hearts in response.

when you entered, you saw people hanging out in small groups talking amongst themselves. everyone had drinks in their hands and looked their best.

you tried to spot your boyfriend in the crowd and that's when you saw him. he was sitting in between yujin and matthew. matthew was playing uno with gyuvin and ricky while yujin and hanbin were having a conversation.

as if on time, he looked up and noticed you in the dress he bought out himself. he momentarily stopped then excused himself from the conversation, making his way towards you.

his hands naturally maneuvered around your body, "you look stunning tonight." he complimented. your cheeks heated up as you playfully hit his shoulder, "stop! well...thank you."

"i mean it!" he looked back at yujin who was now on his phone and then back at you, "want to meet the members?" you nodded and made your way to the couch they were hanging out at.

"guys! this is (name), my girlfriend." they greeted you and you sat next to yujin as you were squished between him and hanbin.

"hi noona." yujin greeted, "hanbin has told me a lot about you." he joked. hanbin sent him a dead glare but yujin seemed unfazed. you blinked, "like what?"

he smirked, turning to face you. "oh, i could go on forever but hanbin ALWAYS finds a way to bring you into every conversation. like yesterday we were talking about pizza and he kept mentioning how you like pepperoni on yours."

"hey!.." hanbin said to yujin, unable to finish it, "you know what? i'm getting something to eat. (name), you want something?" he touched your shoulder gently.

"oh i'll have the fried chicken!" he smiled taking your order then walking away to the line that was forming by the food. yujin joked, "he got flustered."

"yeah no kidding hanbin always is when we mention you." gyuvin added, still playing uno with matthew and ricky. ricky then announced that he had no cards left, claiming that he won. matthew and gyuvin whined about losing the game since they were "so close" to winning. ricky began organizing the cards for another game.

"really?" gyuvin chuckled, "yup. but then he gets thrilled to talk about you."

"hyung was bosting to us about how great you are and how happy he is that we could finally meet you." yujin added.

as hanbin was waiting for his turn in the line, he unintentionally searched for you in the crowd and found you speaking to his members happily. though he was wanting you to meet them, he felt another way, jealousy.

he poked hao's shoulder who was standing in front of him, "hyung? do you think (name) and the other members seem close?"

hao turned from the conversation he was having with jiwoong and looked at the scene. he shrugged, "they seem just like close friends to me." jiwoong nodded, "their still getting to know each other but already seem like they've known each other for years." he chuckled.

obviously the other members have no romantic feelings for you as they know hanbin is already in love with you, but seeing them laugh with you and you playfully nudging them made him slightly frown.

he quickly got your fried chicken and returned to be near you. the members all acted naïve, as if they weren't telling you about how hanbin is like at the dorms and exposing him.

"here's your chicken." he said, showing off his cat whiskers. you smiled, "thank you love."

as the night progressed, hanbin couldn't shake off the feeling he had earlier. the sense of jealousy remained strong; he was rarely like this and knew he shouldn't be acting this way because his friends were just getting to know you.

he found himself not wanting to interact with the other guests much and keeping to himself. whenever someone asked if he was fine, he shrugged it off as being tired.

as everyone slowly began leaving, only the zb1 members remained cleaning up the mess that was left after the party. while taerae and gunwook were grabbing the trash bags to clean up, hao and jiwoong were in the kitchen washing the dishes and putting the plates in their respective spots while the rest were in the living space.

hanbin noticed you still speaking to gyuvin on the couch and laughing hardly at a joke that gyuvin made. he decided to approach you two and sat down, "hey what's going on?"

you couldn't barely contain your laughter, "gyuvin was telling me how he caught you looking at a picture of me and kissing it." his eyes widened.

"WHAT?" gyuvin put his hands up, "it was too good not to tell."

hanbin shook his head while still embarrassed, but he wanted to speak to you privately and took this as a chance.

"(name)?" you looked up, finally calming down, "yeah?" he grabbed your hand and stood up.

"can we talk?" you nodded and excused yourself which gyuvin was okay with.

you two headed on the balcony where the wind was blowing softly. hanbin sighed and kept holding your hand.

"i'm not sure what happened to me but i couldn't help but feel a bit jealous seeing you laugh with some of the members. i know i was the one who invited you here to meet them but it made me wonder if i was able to make you laugh that much."

you understood how he felt, in the past you have felt that same way with hanbin's girl friend's. this was probably how he felt with you speaking to the zb1 members.

"hanbin...i get it. but you need to remember that i'm with you for a reason. you make me happy, and you make me laugh. you make me feel like the luckiest girl ever whenever we're together. i'll always choose you as mine."

he looked down, smiling to himself. your words reminded him of why you two were together. it was then that you saw his cat whiskers again, meaning that he was happy.

"thank you love. you always know how to make me smile." hanbin pulled you close and pressed his lips onto yours softly. your hands rested on his chest and his wrapped around your waist.

he pulled a strand of hair behind your ear, resting his hand on your cheek. the kiss didn't stop as you were filled with the feeling of love, everything else seemed to faze out as you only focused on hanbin.

but it seemed that hanbin forgot to close the balcony door because he heard, "hey guys, hanbin hyung is kissing his girlfriend!" he could recognize that voice from anywhere to be park gunwook's, taerae was next to him giggling. you two rushed to pull away but a crowd already seemed to form.

"hey! hey! go back to cleaning it's still a mess!" he nagged, switching the conversation out of embrassment.

the members began hitting him playfully, joking of how "passionate" he looked.

"hanbin hyung, i never expected for you to kiss that passionately." gyuvin nonchalantly said while playing with a streamer that was on the floor.

"be quiet!" he exclaimed playfully, "yeah yeah we were kissing so what?"

you watched as the members continued poking fun at their leader but it reminded you just how much you appreciated hanbin as a partner. he was everything you needed. and nobody could take you away from him.

[youthinluv]

zb1 as songs in my playlists (fluff edition)

pairing ; zb1 x reader genre ; fluff tags + warnings ; fluff, established relationship, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, confessions, non idol! aus, college au, highschool au, cafe au, brother's bestfriend au, petnames and tiny bit of angst in ricky's part if u squint, idk what else author's note ; i may or may not have gotten carried away with hanbin's part a little because too many ideas came while i was writing it so expect a full expansion of the drabble in like. a month or two LMAO 😭 enjoy though!

kim jiwoong — 何なんw - fujii kaze "…Don’t you say you didn’t wanna know it. I love you all the same, all the time. Though I’m here with you through thick and thin. You can’t see me, you ignore me, because I’m too close to you" The sun shone through the curtains hitting your face. Reluctantly, you open your eyes to be greeted with an empty space next to you.

Confused, you get up and walk out of the room and into the living to be met with the wafting smell of pancakes, soft music playing and Jiwoong behind the counters in the kitchen.

As he turns around, he gets caught by surprise seeing you awake. "Oh, good morning. You're awake already?" he asks and you nod as you walk over to the dining table where the food had been spread out.

He pouts at this, "I wanted to wake you up with breakfast in bed, but you got up earlier than I expected."

"Well you can blame the sunlight for that." you giggle, and Jiwoong's face lifts into a smile as he watches you.

"Happy 5th to us, love." he places a soft kiss on your cheek. Smiling, you look up to him and return the greeting. "Happy 5th to us indeed."

Comfortable silence settled afterwards as the song continued playing in the background.

"The regrets that made you learn a lot can be easily forgotten by living everyday life. With a fresh and empty resolve in your heart." the artist sang and you couldn't help internally agree with it, finding peace with the everyday life you've shared with Jiwoong all these years.

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zhang hao — my eyes adored you - fujii kaze cover (original by frankie valli) "My eyes adored you. Though I never laid a hand on you, my eyes adored you. Like a million miles away from me, you couldn't see how I adored you. So close, so close and yet so far." Zhanghao was a good friend in your college department. He was wildly popular depsite being somewhat oblivious to this. And because of that, you've hidden your feelings for him thinking he wouldn't reciprocrate. In other words, he was so close and yet so far from your reach.

What you didn't know was that he reciprocated the feelings as well, and though he had many chasing after him, he had his eyes on you and only you.

And so, when Valentines came around and he was set to perform on stage for the event, he was really keen on having you watch.

On stage, he was searching for you in the midst of the crowd. When you two locked eyes, he smiled. Finally he could make his feelings clear to you and everyone else. Before his performance started, he was given time for a ment and he took advantage of this.

"I'd like to greet everyone a happy Valentines," Zhanghao greeted. "and although I've gotten many confessions today, I'd like to apologize as my heart and eyes are already set on someone else." he continued and you could hear cooing and disappointed sighs amongst the crowd.

You were ready to accept defeat when he finished up his ment. "And so, Y/N L/N, I hope you can accept my feelings for you."

The crowd cheered and the lights dimmed. Your senses blocked out everything and you carefully watched him in disbelief, wondering if this was a prank or not.

However, as he sang and carried out his performance, he stayed true to his words and only had his eyes on you all throughout his time on stage.

——— 

sung hanbin — fallen - lola amour "What if I told you that I've fallen, and I like the way you say my name? My heart skips a beat when I hear you calling and I like that it won't go away." You've become a regular at this small cafe soon after discovering it. Sure, the food and drinks were good, but that's not what you were here for. You carefully watched the barista make the drinks and place your order on the counter. Yeah. The cute barista was your main reason.

"Order for Y/N!" he calls out. The way he said your name always made your heart skip a beat. Hearing it roll of his tongue easily made the rest of your day better, so it didn't take much for you to become a regular.

You quickly stand up to collect your order, smiling at him as you approached the counter. "Thank you, Hanbin."

"Anytime. It's good to see you enjoyed the food." he smiled. As he was about to turn around, you called out for him, unsure of what took over you. "Hey, Hanbin!"

He hummed in response.

"Um... are you free this Saturday? We should hang out, or, something." you can feel your face burning up in embarrassment.

"Ah, yeah, I think I'm free that day. We should totally hang out then!" he replied, knowing he full well that he was—in fact—not free that day and he was willing to drop everything and clear his schedule for you.

"Really? Well, I think we can discuss the details when I swing by again tomorrow—"

"Oh, there's no need for that." he interrupted, writing something on a napkin before either one of you finished. "Here's my number, you can contact me here." he continued, handing you the napkin.

You take it, flustered and unable to say anything else. "I'll see you Saturday, then?" he asks.

"Yeah, I'll just send you a message here." you smile shyly at him.

"Great! It's a date then." he smiles back.

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seok matthew — daydreamin' - ariana grande "It's the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you make me feel inside. It's in your smile, it's in your eyes I don't wanna wait for tonight. So I'm daydreamin' with my chin in the palm of my hands about you. You, and only you." Matthew was your older brother's best friend. He frequented your house, so you saw each other more often than not.

What stuck to you was how he treated you like his other friends, and he was nice about it. He seemed to make you comfortable the most amongst your brother's other friends despite the one year age gap.

Eventually, you developed feelings for him and you tried to hide it as much as possible, especially from your brother of all people.

But is it really your fault if you couldn't help blush whenever Matthew smiled at you, or act all awkward around him all of a sudden?

You also noticed that Matthew started coming around almost every day, and tried interacting with you as much as he could.

One night, your brother plopped next to you after seeing off Matthew. Wasting no time, he looked at you and bluntly said, "You like Matthew, don't you?"

With the way he caught you off guard, you couldn't even cover your face and mask your reaction.

"Please don't tell him!" you desperately plea, and your brother pulls away from you.

"Woah, chill. I won't. Besides, why do you think he's been coming around more often lately?"

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kim taerae — melting - kali uchis "You've got some soft lips and some pearly whites, I wanna touch them in the dead of night. Your smile ignites just like a candlelight. Then somehow, I know everything's alright. Melting like an ice cream when you smile." You couldn't help but stare at Taerae as he laughed at Jiwoong's joke, a small smile forming on your lips as well as you see his dimples.

You couldn't thank the gods any more for making him extra smiley today, it made you feel better as well. You always loved it when Taerae smiled. It was contagious and you found it endearing, especially when you spot his dimples.

The conversation drifted to something else and he eventually caught you staring. "What? Is there something on my face?" he asks, and you giggled at him.

"Mmm, it's nothing, don't worry." you replied. "That doesn't sound very reassuring..." he pouts.

"I promise!" you protest, and his eyebrows furrow at this. "What, so you were just staring at me?"

You pause for a second. "...Maybe."

"Oh." Taerae lets out, the tips of his ear slowly turning red and you put your hands up in fake surrender.

"Sorry, couldn't help it. You know how I always melt like an ice cream when you smile."

His expression morphs into a sheepish smile as you engage in a conversation with the others to play off the situation, glancing at Taerae as he smiles to himself at your compliments.

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shen ricky — for you - leehi ft. crush "Listen to me I am the man that you've been waiting for. Would you push the button that you've been looking for. With just one kiss, you're gonna need it more. Baby, I could give you what you want." Relationship after relationship, you were starting to doubt yourself after all the ones you were in turned out awful. Your self-esteem dropped for a while and you were close to swearing off on getting into relationships and dating.

That was until Ricky came into your life and made everything better for you.

He treated you better than you ever, reassuring and spoiling you as much as he possibly could. Sometimes, it makes you question whether or not you really deserve it.

"Hey, let's go out tomorrow night, my treat." Ricky suggests.

"Again?" your eyebrows furrow at him, "Didn't we already go out last night though?"

He stops in his tracks, slightly confused. "Oh uh, did you not want to...?" he pouts, making you panic.

"No! It's not that, I love spending time with you. It's just that... I'm worried you're doing too much for me."

Ricky looks at you incredulously, scoffing before placing a small kiss on the top of your head. "Baby, nothing's ever too much when it comes to you." he pulls away, booping your nose. "I could give you what you want, and it's what you deserve. Okay?"

He looks at you in a jokingly stern manner, which makes you giggle and nod.

"It's your turn to pick where we're eating tomorrow."

"Huh? Didn't I already pick last time though?"

"Shhhhh...."

——— 

kim gyuvin — say yes - ben & tan "I think my heart is beating me to death. I have got an arrow through my chest. I am so in love, so just say yes." "Y/N, I like you. Please accept my feelings and be mine!" You look at Gyuvin who stood flustered in front of you. Bewildered and surprised that he harbored feelings for you as well.

After giving it some thought, you smile at him. "Okay, I'll give you a chance on one condition." He nods, willing to do anything.

"I'll let you pursue me first. Then, I'll give you my final answer."

And so, weeks after that he's put in the effort to treat you the best he could, as if you two were already in a real relationship.

Gyuvin took you on dates, walked you home, gave you gifts and constantly looked out for you. He also took note of what you liked and disliked, bought things that reminded him of you, and acted like your actual boyfriend as a whole.

You found it endearing to see how much effort he was willing to put in, even though it was no guarantee on his part. In short, he was willing to do anything and everything for you, even if you didn't ask him to, and would do so without asking for anything in return.

To be fair, even if you liked him back, you wanted to test the waters with him first to make sure you were going to make the right choice.

And so, one day as you were walking home, you finally decide to give him an answer.

"Gyuvin... I feel like it's best if you should stop pursuing me." You start, feeling a little bad at how his face dropped.

"W—what? Why?" he stutters, quickly trying to calm himself.

"Why would you still pursue me if you're already my boyfriend?" You continue, putting a hand on your hip as a smile slowly formed on your lips, watching him figure out what you meant.

"Wait so... thats a yes?" Gyuvin sounded surprised and you smiled. "Mhm! It's a yes! I'll be yours."

You let out a yelp as he lifts and spins you around, and you two were giggling fits all the way home.

——— 

park gunwook — peaches - kai "Pretty girl, you're likе peaches. It's a soft embracе. A sweetness that spreads in my mouth. Feels good to be the bad guy" Park Gunwook always kept to himself. Despite his achievements in the debate club, dance club and as a member of his school's student council, he wasn't very popular due to his 'intimidating look' and he was fully aware of this. Not that he minded, of course.

When a new student was enrolled, he was assigned to show them around. He made sure he'd make them feel welcomed in hopes he wouldn't scare them off.

"Gunwook, the new student is here." A faculty member called out and he stepped inside the room to be met with them.

"Oh! Hello, I'm Y/N L/N. It's nice to meet you, I hope we can get along well. Please take care of me!" you bowed whilst introducing yourself.

"It's nice to meet you as well, Y/N. I'm Gunwook. Please, no need to be so formal and tense around me. We're in the same grade, after all."

You nodded and the school tour started. To Gunwook's surprise, you got along well with him and showed no signs of being intimidated of him. It was quite refreshing for him to be able to talk to a peer without them feeling like they were constantly walking on eggshells around him.

Eventually, days turned into weeks, which turned into months and you two became close friends.

"You know, I'm kinda glad you never found me intimidating." he starts as you two sat at lunch.

"Hm? What do you mean?" you shoot him a confused look and he continues. "People don't normally approach me because they think I'm scary."

This time, you look at him, baffled. "You? Scary? Really? I never really got that from you...."

He bursts out laughing and the topic quickly dies down. While you both sat at lunch in silence, he couldn't help but admire your features.

Gunwook always noticed how you had soft features, which was a stark contrast to his. He then realized why some people are surprised to see you two together.

"Have I ever told you how pretty you are?" Gunwook breaks the silence and you stop midway of a bite. "H-Huh?"

"You're really pretty." he repeats, making you even more flustered.

As the teasing continues, Gunwook silently wishes that things would change for the better. To him, your presence always felt like a soft embrace.

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han yujin — can't stop - stray kids (seungmin, i.n) "I think I like you. Even I can tell when I look at myself. It is to the point that it is too obvious. I must want you so much no matter whatever I do, I can't escape it. I must like you a lot" The sun was setting, and after a long day out with friends, you and Yujin were left alone.

You two watched the sunset on a building's rooftop in silence—save for some music playing—and Yujin turns to look at you.

He couldn't help but admire how the sun shone on your skin, dying it an orange tone and how the light hit your eyes at a perfect angle, making them more beautiful than he ever thought.

He admired how the wind blew through your hair and the light made it look a shade lighter than it actually was.

"You're staring." you break the silence. He blushes and looks away. "I'm sorry."

Yujin had been in denial for the longest time now. He didn't want to admit that he harbored feelings for you, even to himself.

But despite that, it's become painfully obvious to his circle of friends. Even he can tell when he looks at himself. It's to the point that it is too obvious

"Is something on your mind?" you ask, and he turns to face you again.

'Your eyes probably have seen it all. Why did I pretend I didn't like you? Just the way they are, I'll express my feelings to you'. He thought to himself, taking a deep breath.

"I think I like you." Yujin blurts out. He carefully watches for your reaction as your expression seems to morph into a pleasantly surprised one. A smile instantly blossomed on your lips. "Really?"

"Yeah..." he looks embarrassed and you couldn't help laugh but at this. "Don't worry, I like you too." you reply.

You two fall into silence, staring at each other as the song playing comes to an end. "I (I) can't (can't) stop (stop) falling in love with you!"

[restlessmaknae]

favourite star // sung hanbin

Hanbin is good at many things, and as it turns out while stargazing with him, he does know quite a lot about stars, too.

➳ Characters: boyfriend!Hanbin x female reader/you

➳ Genre: the fluffiest of fluff, slice of life

➳ Words: 0.8k

➳ Warning: -

➳ A/N: This drabble was requested by a lovely anon. Hope you enjoy it! 💕

➳ Taglist: @dat-town, @s00buwu

Your favourite thing about Hanbin was that he did everything with his whole heart. Working on an assignment? He gave it his all. Helping out his mother? He did it without being asked to. Taking care of kids? It seemed to come naturally to him, even though you always admired how he could calm crying kids down or find the same wavelength with them. Making you an espresso? He did it flawlessly, and it wasn’t just because he had a barista licence, but also because he did everything to the best of his ability, and it was truly inspiring in your eyes.

You often worried that being so hard-working, so attentive and so caring to everyone must have had a toll on your boyfriend, and scarcely though, but he did seem weary and in need of someone else’s support. You just loved him even more when you could see this humane, vulnerable side of him, one that he didn’t let a lot of people show. So let it be through hugging him (and recharging him as he liked to call it), covering him with a blanket when he fell asleep on the sofa, making his favourite dishes when he was having a hard day, or just being there for him, willing to listen, willing to wait for him to open up, to hold his hands if he needed it, you were there for him.

Always and forever. That’s what your couple tattoo said as well.

No wonder when Hanbin suggested stargazing, you gave in without hesitation. However, as you were laying together on a soft blanket in the riverside park, your head nestled into the crook of his neck, listening to the sound of his heartbeat and his soothing voice, you had a feeling that just like every time, Hanbin gave it his all because he came prepared. He told you about different constellations, what they meant and the stories behind them, and you were sure that he even looked up their pronunciations because he sounded so confident. He always started his sentences with ‘did you know?’, and you could feel him turn his head towards you as if you could actually know, but he was even more pumped up when you told him one after another that no, you didn’t know that specific thing about the said constellations.

You swore you could listen to him all day long because he had this warm, soothing tone, and his voice was full of enthusiasm, so full of life when he was talking about something that he really wanted to share with others. At one point though, he was so engrossed into talking that you needed to remind him to breathe.

“Okay, okay, just one more,” he replied excitedly, and an airy laughter reverberated through his body as he pushed himself onto his elbows. You did the same, so you could look at him, and a gentle smile immediately made its way to your lips. It wasn’t just his voice that was full of life, his eyes were, too; the warmest shade of autumn, the lightest shade of darkness and the brightest of stars.

“Did you know that I have a favourite star?” He quirked an eyebrow in question, tilting his head slightly. His gaze wasn’t challenging, it was rather playful, so you hoped that he wouldn’t make a wordplay about it.

“No, I did not, but I bet you will tell me.”

“Then, ask me,” he nudged you, a boyish smile tinting his lips that pushed his cheeks upwards. You liked that look on him; when he seemed to be smiling not only with his lips but also with his cheeks that were a bit pink, his eyes narrowing as if they were joining in on the fun.

You batted your eyelashes at him, teasing, but before he could think that you wouldn’t play along with him, you asked the question that he wanted to hear.

“What is your favourite star, Hanbin?”

Without hesitation, the boy answered:

“You.”

For a moment, you didn’t know how to react, no words coming out of your mouth. Then, the warmth invading your face reminded you how easy it was to make you flushed (how easy he made you flushed), and you reached out to nudge his shoulder as a way to distract him from the blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“Gosh, stop it! You’re so cheesy.”

“I prefer the term ‘smooth’, but whatever you say,” he retorted with a cheeky grin before leaning down to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Then, his grin softened, turning into a gentle smile, his eyes warm and fond, a look that made your insides churn with happiness and excitement. You felt like you could melt under his stare, even more so when he closed the distance between you two and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

And even in moments like this, you knew that his whole heart was in it, that’s why you liked him even more.

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[taeraecore]

one last time

pairing: late!hanbin x gn!reader

summary: before your big and special day, you wanted to get a few things off your chest and have one last chat with your ex-lover

genre: angst, drabble

word count: 0.4k words

warnings: death (cause of not mentioned)

notes: i decided to drop this semi-old draft because i was eager to post something. i’m in my last weeks of school so i’ll be super busy but i’ve started writing and brainstorming some of your guys requests, wait for me lovelies. 😁

all the preparations before your wedding day were close to be being complete but, you had one last important thing to do, which had to be specifically done by tonight.

your partner would have gotten suspicious if they heard what your plans were so, you lied and told them you had last-minute plans with guests attending tomorrow.

what you were actually doing was visiting your hometown one last time. you didn’t realize how quick the drive was until you noticed your surroundings were becoming more familiar.

the sun was starting to disappear from the sky by the time you made it to your old high school. the trees in front were in blossom, just like the first time you two met. your nose started to sting from your eyes tearing up but you were still smiling while wiping away your tears. you made a promise to yourself to leave everything you wanted to forget in the past and you saved the hardest for last.

you visited one last place, a place that gets many visitors. you took a seat on a random patch of grass, admiring the last of him. around your neck was a heart locket necklace, the one he gave you on your sixth-month anniversary. inside was the last picture you had of him.

by now your smile was wiped gone and your vision was completely blurred with tears. it was getting late, you took the locket in your hand and spoke.

“i’m getting married tomorrow and i guess it would be selfish to keep this while being married to someone else. i just…wanted to talk to you while watching the sunset together one last time.

i thank fate for putting us together, even if our time together was nowhere near enough.

before you, i didn’t know it was possible to fall in love with your partner more than once, but when i look back at all the times we laughed, bickered, or coexisted beside each other, i realized i fell in love with you a countless amount of times.

i will always love everything about you and everything that came from you. you were close to perfection to me, your personality, your confidence, your love for everyone and everything, your patience, how you treated strangers, and the list could keep going on forever.

i would consider it a blessing to be one of your close ones and to be loved by you. i will never forgive the world for taking you away so early. maybe in another life we got to live happily ever after, and own thirteen cats like you always wanted.

i’m sorry for not loving you as much as you loved me. i promise to love you forever, sung hanbin.”

© taeraecore 2023

[taeraemylove]

How Sung Hanbin would be during your period

(AFAB Reader X boyfriend Sung Hanbin, mentions of period cramps, reader and hanbin have their own home together)

Hanbin always keeps track of your period in his phone so he can be ready, one thing he usually does is stock up on snacks he knows you like so he can easily give them to you, he would spend the day cuddling you and rubbing your stomach, of course he will get you food in bed cuz he doesn’t want you to get up when you’re in pain, he would let you watch all your favorite shows and movies and he will give you his hoodies and sweatpants, if you want a bath he will probably make a warm bath and add lavender to the tub for a relaxing time, he’s a very thoughtful man so you would be in the best hands

[ericsprincess]

i can't stop for you and me PART 2

nc-17, Sung Hanbin/Reader, office au, bully!reader, doormat!Hanbin, cunnilingus, penetration, mild Jiwoong/Hao as a treat

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“...And this would be for this quarter’s financial reports. Any questions?” you look around the meeting room as you finish your presentation. Your eyes meet only unpleasant wrinkly faces of the surrounding old men, some frowning with disapproval, some looking bored. You already know that any possible question will be intended as a thinly veiled attack on your leadership or character.

And sure thing, they are not holding back. The new strategy you sweated blood to push forward seems to be paying off and the usual naysayers are not happy about it. 

They start firing their dumb and useless questions immediately at you, not even caring about whether they are relevant to the meeting. Just anything where they sense they might get lucky and manage to undermine your authority. Now that you have been promoted to an executive and have to handle new and more difficult tasks and responsibilities, there have been a lot more vultures circling around you, waiting for the smallest mistake. 

And today their anger seems to be freshly fueled by your latest success. The questions are never ending, even sprinkled with occasional jabs and remarks in between. These guys fully realized that they can’t go against the facts, so they are just trying to destroy your confidence. Well, good luck with that, you think. It’s not that their comments ever get to you, but it’s just so draining. You can almost taste the headache coming. 

However, today you’re here not only armed with bulletproof results and arguments, you’re also not by yourself. 

Your eyes briefly look at Hanbin, and just by wrinkling your nose a little at him, he gets the message immediately. He pointedly looks at his watch and clears his throat. 

“Well, gentlemen, I am afraid we need to wrap this up, as Mrs. Y/L/N has another meeting in a few minutes. If you have any further questions please email them to me, and I’ll be sure to get back to you. Thank you for your attendance and see you next time,” he concludes and stands up, not leaving any space for a further discussion. 

The meeting room starts to slowly empty out, loud with sounds of grumbles of annoyed men, while you and Hanbin silently pack your things. 

You leave the room, walking next to each other down the corridor without any words. You’re still feeling the adrenaline and a bit of anger from the meeting, so much that you’re almost vibrating. You don’t think you’ll be able to focus on anything productive right now, not until you calm down. 

You sneak a glance at Hanbin’s pretty profile. You’re feeling a little grateful to him having your back today, even though it’s his job. But his dedication to you and the fact that he can read you so well made you feel a little pleased and smug. He’s probably the only one you can somewhat trust in this snake nest of a company. 

You’re not sure how to channel this wave of warm feelings, especially not when combined with lingering anger, so you act on impulse and grab Hanbin by his arm, pulling him into the nearest supply closet, locking the door behind you. 

You throw yourself on a little table next to the shelves, not leaving Hanbin much choice but to move between your legs in the cramped space. He looks surprised and taken aback a little, but he’s clearly already put two and two together, judging by his blushy face. 

“Get me off in 5 minutes and I’ll give you a raise,” you grab him by his tie and pull him into a passionate kiss. 

He doesn’t hesitate even a second to kiss you back, obedient as always. You always enjoy how he feels when he’s close and kissing you like that - you like his scent, his warmth and even his sounds that he makes while you make out. 

With one hand holding you by your cheek, he lets the other one roam down your body until he’s able to get it under your dress. He finds your panties and starts to pull them down off you - they end up discarded somewhere in the corner of the closet.

You break the kiss even though he protests a little, chasing your mouth again, but you just give him one last peck and then you’re slightly pushing down on his shoulder. It’s not like he ever needs to be asked twice, so he falls down on his knees in front of the table and doesn’t waste a second to start eating you out. 

He knows he’s on the clock and also to not test your patience when you’re in this kind of a mood, so after he gets a brief taste, he quickly builds up to flicking his tongue quickly over your clit. 

As soon as he feels you getting really wet, he doesn’t waste a moment and pushes his two fingers into you. Playing dirty, you think and sigh, this combination gets you to come lightspeed fast, and he knows it, because you told him once, in a moment of weakness, when you were trying to provoke him. And now it’s being used against you.  

But you’re still feeling a little sadistic and spiteful, with angry energy still buzzing under your skin. You squeeze your legs around his legs, wondering how much time would it take until he taps out because he can’t breathe like that. 

He doesn’t. If anything it makes him work even harder, sucking on your clit and pumping his fingers in and out of you relentlessly, with almost desperate focus, ignoring the lack of air and his hand starting to cramp. He’s so delightful. 

“Get up, come on, I changed my mind, I want you to fuck me” you pull him by his hair, rushing him up. He can barely get a hold of himself, his mouth and chin still wet and glistening from you, while you’re already unzipping his pants, taking his hard cock out. You pull him closer to you by his cock, roughly enough to make him vince, but he doesn’t have time to protest, because you're already pushing it inside you, so hurriedly, he’s barely able to keep his balance and not fall onto you. He gets a hold of the table to stabilize himself, while you’re already digging your heels into his back to make him fuck you.

From now on, it’s just a fast whirlwind of desperate fucking, him rutting into you like an animal, trying to get you both to come as quickly as possible, not being able to slow down anymore, and you egging him on, holding him tight and talking filth right into his ear, telling him how good he is and how he deserves to cum inside you this time.

And that’s what it does for him. Clearly the idea is too attractive for him because not even a few thrusts after, he’s cumming and you can feel his cock pumping cum inside you. His eyes are closed and he’s gripping you tightly, but even in spite of that he has a presence of mind to slip his hand down and rub your clit to get you off together with him. 

You come right as he’s finishing and you can only let him hold you tightly while you bury your face into the crook of his neck to not be too loud. He always feels so good, but you’re still at work and can’t afford to let the whole office know. 

You both slowly catch your breath and start fixing your clothes. His face is adorably red and his hair is beyond saving, just like yours. You wipe his mouth with the sleeve of your blouse. 

“Well deserved,” you smile. He smiles back at you shyly and bows his head a little. 

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You try to do your best to fix your appearance, but you can do only so much in a closet with almost no light and no mirror. You open the door to leave, with Hanbin right behind you and once you get out of the closet, you freeze in your step. 

Right outside, looking directly at you are Jiwoong and Hao from accounting, walking down the hallway. Also known as two biggest gossips in the company. And they are looking at you, walking out of a supply closet with your assistant in tow, as if you were the second coming of Jesus, but with obvious sex hair. 

Fuck.

You pick up the last dregs of your dignity and ignore them, walking past them, straight in the direction of your office, with Hanbin following you like a scared puppy. Once you’re back, he obviously wants to say something, but you don’t let him. 

“Just go get us coffee. I’ll take care of them.” you shoo him away and he reluctantly goes, obviously not happy to be left out.

You enter your office, and fling yourself into your chair. You resist the temptation to rub your eyes and groan, and pick up your phone. 

“Hao? Hello, yes, this is Y/N. Can you and Jiwoong please come to my office? Now.” you say in a tone that does not allow any negotiations and hang up. 

They appear exactly a minute later, nervous and slightly out of breath. You wave them in and they close the door and stand in front of your big desk. They look like boys about to be scolded by a teacher. 

“Your phones, unlocked,” you hold out your hand, and they both frown, but slowly and hesitantly turn their phones in. You make a brief check. Of course.

“So, gentlemen, what we are going to do now, is that you’re going to go through your messages, and message every person you’ve already informed about the thing you haven’t seen, that you have made it up and it never happened,” you hand them the phones back and they look at each other, but get to work.

Wow, these guys work fast, you think as you are watching them shift through the seemingly never ending list of messages. 

Once they are finally done, you stand up from behind your desk and walk in front of it, leaning against and looking directly at them. You pull out your own phone. 

“Now kiss,” you smile. 

“W-what?” asks Jiwoong, obviously surprised.

“I will not ask twice,” you reply and raise your phone to point the camera at them. “And make it hot.”

They are clearly alarmed, but neither looks too keen on risking losing his job, so slowly, they turn to each other and their lips meet in a kiss. 

It’s hesitant at first, neither looking very happy about the idea of either kissing a man or a coworker, but they quickly figure out that they are supposed to continue until you stop them. 

Slowly they get into it, lips glistening with saliva sliding against each other, with their eyes closed. You can see Hao slipping his tongue into Jiwoong’s mouth and Jiwoong losing the fight against his willpower to keep his hands by himself and grabbing Hao by his waist to pull him closer. 

Damn, I should pitch this to HR as the team building activity for the next quarter.

“Thank you, I think this will be enough,” you stop the video recording and shove your phone back into your pocket. I’ll gladly revisit that later. In private. 

“Thank you for your cooperation, you can go now. Just remember, it’s now in your personal interest to not let any unfounded rumors spread. Understood?”  

They both nod awkwardly and shuffle to the door to get away from you as soon as possible. 

“Also,” you stop them. “You might want to visit the bathroom to fix that,” you amusedly nod at the matching tents in their trousers. Neither of them replies, they both just rush away so quickly they almost get stuck in the doorway, trying to leave both at once. Idiots.

You walk back to your chair and drop yourself in. You smile, lean back and pull up your phone to make a reservation for two at that nice restaurant you’ve been wanting to try out of for a while.

[kkongdakz]

“ 📲 BIP ! YOU JUST GOT A TEXT ! ” ft. sung hanbin

or simply : random daily texts with boyfriend ! hanbin.

hanbin x reader, genre : fluff, warning : none

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dream of you | sung hanbin

pairing: sung hanbin x gender neutral reader

genre: one shot smau, college au, grumpy x sunshine trope, fluff, slight crack

synopsis: no one can believe that you managed to pull THE sung hanbin. to others, you may seem a bit too nonchalant about dating the campus sweetheart and captain of the dance team, but little do they know, you have a private account dedicated to gushing all about him