#touch starved jihoon

[hannieehaee]

Thinking about doting woozi awakened something in me hnnng something about a tsundere man being soft is so fucking cute like you just KNOW he'd be so awkward abt it at first but as soon as he knows that you like it and even WANT IT from him he'd be the softest man on earth

content: bf!woozi, established relationship, pure fluff, woozi is starving for affection and doesnt know how to react to it!!

wc: 610

a/n: i know this wasnt a request but i had to turn it into a little drabble bc im so obsessed with him and wanna take care of him so badly i just need to manifest that need into writing</3

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the first time you took care of jihoon was subtle. it barely went noticed by him at first, but when he realized, he couldn't help but recoil to himself. it was odd, really, to have someone care for you in subtle ways. it wasn't expected.

in reality, it had been quite simple. walking into his home studio, he almost missed it due to his organizational habits, but upon closer inspection it was obvious. you had cleaned up.

not only had you done the usual superficial upkeep that he was accustomed to doing, but you'd dusted! you'd moved every figurine, every bit of equipment, every movable object, basically, and dusted it before placing it right back where it belonged. the air smelled clean too, courtesy of your good taste in cleaning products.

the cleanliness gave him a newfound energy, especially due to knowing it had been your act.

next time he saw you, he was a bit embarrassed to thank you, but still managed a hug and a suspicious 'love you' murmured against your lips without any further explanation.

~

cleaning his home studio became a more common occurrence after a while. jihoon had at some point formally expressed his gratitude for it, but also added the lack of need for it. he felt badly having you clean for him, so he shyly stumbled his way into telling you that it was okay! he wouldn't want you to tire yourself with such a task!

this was met with a squeeze at his hip and a giggle as you let him know that you didn't mind. he was rarely at home while you worked from home, so cleaning just became a natural part of your day.

he accepted this with warmth in his stomach. it was nice that it didn't feel like a responsibility to you. you just did it because you wanted to help him. he liked being helped.

this came along with various other acts of service you'd do without question. acts which continued to make jihoon's heart flurry with a mixture of gratitude and bashfulness.

the list was quite long, once he took a minute to really think about it.

you'd drop in with lunch for him and his bandmates every so often (which was quite a feat considering the number of friends he had), you'd brush his hair any time he let it grow a little more (claiming you just had that magic touch — which, granted, you did), suddenly he'd have socks on his feet when he woke up on a cold night, would find a brand newly knitted scarf on his way out the door in the morning, his kitchen would be stocked with his favorite coffee mix. there were too many tiny details to count.

jihoon always tried to return the favor, but would always feel like he lacked. no one in this world could compare to how doting you were, he'd decided.

worst of all was the viscerally embarrassing way in which he'd react at your acts of service.

he'd always known himself to be bad at receiving love, but he had thought that being with you would teach him a thing to do. the reality was, though, that the stuttering and the blush on his cheeks would just become a staple every time you so much as removed an eyelash from his cheek.

he sometimes wondered to himself, did you realize? how affection-starved he was? how much he truly appreciated your affections despite being the worst at verbalizing this gratefulness?

but the answer was found in the kiss pressed to his cheek any time he'd stutter his way through a 'thank you, i love you.'

[hoshifighting]

hi pumpkin 💞

a m*n gave me the ick earlier and without sharing too much …… i just gotta know how seventeen would take care of their girl & finish her off if they cum before she does 🥲🥺 pls

because i KNOW none of them would leave her hanging ,,,,

WARNINGS: smut, fingering, oral, dirty talk

seungcheol: “fuck… hold on, baby, i got you.” he’s already sliding back down between your legs, face close. might’ve blown his load, but now he’s on a mission. he’ll take his time, lips touching over your clit, tongue working in slow circles until you’re begging for more. and when you finally do cum, he's holding your thighs down, watching your body shake with that smug-ass grin of his. “told you i’d take care of you.”

jeonghan: “damn, didn’t expect you to last so long.” he’ll chuckle, but it’s not long before his hand’s back on you, fingers finding their way between your folds, working you slowly. he’ll tease at first, just to see how much you can take, and when you start squirming.. that’s when he’ll kick it up. his fingers pumping faster, thumb pressing hard against your clit as he whispers shit like, “come on, baby, let go for me. i know you want to.”

joshua: “don’t worry, angel. you’re not going anywhere.” he’s all soft reassurance, but those fingers?AIHUHDUYAGSD skilled. joshua knows exactly how to drag it out for you, knuckles deep, scissoring his fingers while he watches every little expression on your face. he’s patient, cooing little praises like, “you’re doing so good/aww my babyy” while he edges you to that breaking point. he doesn’t stop until you’re gasping, back arched, falling apart in his hands.

jun: “whoops. i’ll make it up to you, i swear.” boy’s quick to dive in with his fingers, but he’s cheeky about it, playing with your clit in a way that’s almost too light, just to see you get desperate. ina second will have fingers pumping fast. and if you think you’re done? not on your life, jun’s going back in for seconds, maybe even thirds, just to make sure you’re fully satisfied.

hoshi: “shit, i came too fast.” he’s a little flustered, but he’s not about to leave you like that. those hands of his are back at work, fingers slipping inside while as he sucks your nipples. he’s got this look, like he’s making up for lost time, whispering breathy encouragements like, “i’ll make you feel good, baby, just trust me.” and when you do cum just fromhis fingers? he’s way too proud of himself, grinning ear to ear like he just won a damn medal.

wonwoo’s all calm about it. “don’t worry, babe. i’ll finish what i started.” fucks you even though he's sensitive as fuck, he’s keeping his eyes locked on yours, watching every twitch—while HE twitches, focused on ur every breath you take as he pulls you right to the edge. no rush, just pure focus. when you finally come, he’s smiling that soft, satisfied smile, like he knew it would happen all along.

woozi: “fuck, i’m sorry. I’ll fix it.” jihoon’s quick to act, fingers already slipping back inside you (those long fingers that always make u cum), determined to make you feel just as good. he’s not saying much, just focusing on you, using every little sound you make to guide him until he’s got you shaking, thighs clenching around his hand as you finally fall apart. then, he just smirks and says, “i would never leave you hanging jagi.”

seokmin: “shit… that was too fast? sorry u look so hot in this bra” but seokmin already on it, no shame. diving back in with his mouth, kissing down your body until his lips wrap around your clit, sucking sloppily until your fingers are pulling his hair, tongue flicking over your clit, fingers thrusting deep, like he’s making up for lost time, making sure you come hard enough to forget he ever finished first.

mingyu: “fuck, didn’t mean to.” he’s a little embarrassed, but he’s so eager to make it up to you. big hands slipping back between your thighs, fingers spreading you open, thumb rubbing slow circles around your clit. starved look, eyes watching the way your hips start rocking. and when you start moaning, he's already hard to fuck you again to orgasm.

minghao: “my bad.” he would continue if he's still hard enough, even if he's overstimulating himself to tears. and he fucks u in a way that’s almost too smooth, knowing exactly how to hit that spot over and over. he’ll just smirk when you actually enjoy it, keeping the rhythm steady until you’re practically wetting the bed. he’s watching, satisfied as hell, whispering, “there you go.”

seungkwan: “shit! okay, okay, i got you, hold up.” full-on recovery mode, determined to make sure you’re not left high and dry. he’s already got his fingers working fast, trying to make up for lost time. “don’t worry, i’ll get you there.” he’s a little frantic at first, but tries to find a good rhythm for you, his fingers slipping as his cum drips from you. fingers pumping fast until you’re clenching around him.

vernon: “oh… uh, sorry.” really chill about it, doesn’t mean he’s not gonna finish what he started. he's going to make his cock go deeper, so you feel the phale all heavy inside you, as he stimulates your nipples and neck—and trust me, with the skilled mouth of his, he will make you cum from this. when you finally cum, he just smirks and says, “knew you’d get there.”

chan: “shit, sorry! lemme take care of you. im sensitive today” baby boy’s all worried, but he’s quick to dive his face between your legs. eating you out, not caring if you're dripping in his cum “you’re so close, i know it,” hyping you up until you’re cumming hard.

[wheeboo]

seventeen acting clingy around their s/o

PAIRING. seventeen (o13) x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, established relationship, headcanons WARNINGS. terms of endearment, mentions of kissing WORD COUNT. 1.04k

requested by anon: hi hi i’m a fairly new follower n i jus saw that ur reqs are open !! i hope im not too late ^^; but anyway, how would svt act whenever they feel clingy and needy towards their s/o? hehe ty and i lov u 🫶

notes: hehe i hope this is good!

choi seungcheol

his eyes and pout are literally following whatever direction you walk. waits on the bed with his hoodie on while you are cruising in and out of the room to grab something or put your laundry away. is slowly melting into the bed waiting for you to notice him and when you FINALLY walk back in the room asking to use his charger, he’ll be pulling you into his arms just muttering “stay with me, pleaseeee. I’ve missed you,” in your ears n you just gotta give in because he misses you sm 

yoon jeonghan

always has some type of limb on you. you both can be sitting on the couch together and he keeps glancing at you while you’re watching the tv. trails a hand onto yours or grabs it so he could play with your fingers in his lap. really wants to cuddle but he won’t ever admit that cuz he’s a freakin tease ofc. you look at him grazing his finger against your palm, and then he gets all soft seeing you and opens his arms, just wanting you to hold you and you prob both end up falling asleep on the couch together

joshua hong

backhugs!!! backhugs!!!! anytime i think of joshua i just think of backhugs for some reason lmao. he loves backhugging you in general but gets extra clingy after having not seen you for a while. maybe you’re cooking and he comes up behind and wraps his arms around you, or doing your skincare and he hugs you while admiring your bare face in the mirror, whispering a lil “I’ve missed you, sweetheart~” 

wen junhui

tries to make you smile and laugh by saying these cringey and cute pick-up lines like “can I borrow a cuddle? I promise I’ll give it back” and even makes himself cringe. you just roll your eyes to his nonsense but end up cuddling with him anyway. makes you be the big spoon because he just loves the feeling of your arms around him. you can prob catch the smile forming to his face despite half the pillow covering it

kwon soonyoung

um you’re not escaping him. whenever he feels clingy or needy he’s (gently, well he tries to be) tackling you to the bed or couch because he misses you like the world is ending and never fails to remind you of that. like he’s literally locking all of his limbs around you like a pretzel lmfao i’m sorry. constantly telling you how much he misses you, peppering kisses to whatever sort of skin is available to him. yeah he’s not letting go of you

jeon wonwoo

never the type to appear being clingy (mainly in private tho), usually waiting for you to do the first move instead of him. but maybe he’s particularly touch-starved after a long day and when he joins you in bed and you aren’t asleep yet, you feel his arms practically scoop you up into his embrace, surprising you. you’d ask if everything was okay, and he just mumbles something along the lines of, “yeah, just want to hold you” before nuzzling his face in your neck

lee jihoon

literally laying right next to you on the bed just contemplating his entire life’s worth of decisions if he could just simply ASK to cuddle you. gets red at the thought of it because you both normally don’t cuddle alot. turns on his side to be able to face you, and whenever he gets the courage, he asks quietly, “do you want to cuddle...?” and you peer at him surprised, before replying, “you know you don’t have to ask permission”

xu minghao

is unusually quiet, but this type of quietness along with him staring at you with those tired eyes- yeah, he really wants to cuddle you or just be near you. just wants to wrap his arms around you with his head on top of yours or on your shoulder, kinda falling asleep but also trying to pay attention to whatever book you’re reading or scrolling on your phone. at some point you both fall asleep together

kim mingyu

is already clingy asf around you, like backhugs, neck kisses, picking you up off the ground randomly you name it. is it possible for someone to become more puppy than a puppy? gets all whiny whenever you playfully reject his affection, but best believe you won’t get far from the bed before he’s pulling you back into his arms, not satisfied until he’s basically encased you like a burrito

lee seokmin

oh he brightens up like the damn sun. he’s already clingy but in more smaller gestures like wanting to hold your hand all the time, playing with your hair, cupping your cheeks in his hands and telling you how cute you are. if he’s feeling needy and been waiting to be in your arms the entire day, he would def be the type to might initiate a lil tickle fight for the promise of cuddles later on and who will become the big/little spoon

boo seungkwan

becomes your certified baby literally. taps and pokes at your arms, plays with your ears, grabbing your hands and twiddling with your fingers. he’s doing that all with a pout to his face cuz he thinks it’s a bit ridiculous to straight up ask for cuddles. becomes so giddy whenever you pat the bed/couch for him to come closer, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your shoulder

vernon chwe

is also quiet about it. the type to rest his head in your lap upon coming home from a tired day, slowly turning into an unacknowledged cuddling session on the bed where you both are like doing your own thing while also having your arms or legs wrapped around each other. honestly this type of stuff doesn’t really need words from the both of you, it kinda just happens naturally

lee chan

kinda just throws himself onto you. not in an aggressive way, but he spots you on the couch or bed and lets himself fall into your arms like a trust fall except you don’t fully catch him cuz he ends up on top of you with you falling with him. becomes your own personal blanket in a way as he mutters about his day and complains about how much the members bullied him throughout practice into your neck and how much he missed you

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[wqnwoos]

seventeen & touch-starved s/o (hhu ver.)

an / entirely written for a friend of mine but here. also whoever is reading this i love u have a good day 💓💕💖💗����💘💝💖💞💕💗

vocal unit ver.

SEUNGCHEOL.

bear hugs that are somehow simultaneously gentle but also tight

props his chin on your head/shoulder

murmurs in your ear a couple times to make sure you’re alright

“hello?”

“hi,” you say softly into the phone. “um. it’s me.”

you can hear the smile in your boyfriend’s voice when he replies. “hi, baby. everything okay?”

“yeah!” you respond, too quickly with a voice pitched slightly too high. “everything’s fine! just… gonna go to bed now, i think.”

“i’m on my way home right now.” cheol answers the unasked question with ease. “don’t worry, baby, you’ll get your cuddles.”

which is why he’s unsurprised when you’re waiting by the door the moment he arrives home, clad in your pyjamas with a freshly-washed face, flinging your arms around his neck the moment he crosses the threshold.

WONWOO.

will quite literally let u do anything

most patient man fr

his hands, his hair, his thigh — it’s free real estate (but only for you)

it’s nearing 1 in the morning when you start missing wonwoo’s touch.

he’s not far, just on soonyoung’s couch. dinner had turned quickly into drinking games — you’d sat out, instead volunteering to clean the kitchen with vernon and jihoon. which was nice and fun and whatever, but as you sidle up to where wonwoo’s sitting on the sofa, you feel the sudden intense urge to just… cling.

that’s how you end up next to him, with his large hands in yours, you fiddling with his fingers, tracing his palm lines — comparing hand sizes and stroking his knuckles. he doesn’t even flinch, just listening to jeonghan’s story and nodding in all the right places; at some point, he even raises your joined hands to his lips and brushes a kiss over your knuckles, leaving you blushing with the slightest smirk tilting his lips.

MINGYU.

will drop everything to give you the hugs that you need and deserve (and i mean EVERYTHING)

good luck trying to get him to let go

the things i’d do to be hugged by him… those arms probably feel like the safest place in the world

it’s been one of those days — long and tiring and just wrong. which is why when mingyu hugs you in greeting as you step inside, it takes you all of two seconds to burst into tears.

“baby? are you — oh, sweetheart,” he gasps, as you start to shake into his chest. “don’t cry. c’mere. my baby, what is it? what happened?”

you can’t do anything but blubber helplessly, but he doesn’t mind in the slightest, pressing loving kisses everywhere he can reach. his arms stay around you the entire time, as he guides you to the couch, pulls you into his lap and soothes you with gentle touches and quiet murmurs. before he eventually starts cracking jokes — “i’ll buy out your company and never make you work again, if you want.” — and ordering your favourite takeout.

VERNON.

lets you do anything to him (2)

he’s so funny i feel like sometimes he’s just calling you dude but also he might just come out with the smoothest shit right when you don’t expect it

probably fiddles with your hair when he hold you

“vernon?”

“mm?” he glances up from him phone to find you standing in the doorway of the bedroom with round, pleading eyes. he knows immediately that you want something, and also knows immediately that he’ll grant you whatever it is. he always does, when you look at him like that.

you hesitate. “can i get a hug?”

as if he’d ever deny you that. he slides off the bed in one fluid motion, opening his arms and dropping his phone. “of course. come here.”

about a minute later, he attempts a pull away — you whine and tighten your arms, speaking into his shirt with a muffled plea. “just — a little longer? please?”

“as long as you want. i’ve got all day for you, baby.”

[woozivrsefactry]

lee jihoon as your producer (implied idol!reader)

producer jihoon who was shy the very first time he met you with your manager because, even apart from his general incapability to mingle with females, he found you extraordinarily attractive

producer jihoon who may have been cool and composed on the outside but had firecrackers in his head when he was told he'll be your semi-permanant co-producer for your music.

producer jihoon who suggest you two hang out more often so he can get to know you better and thereby make more suitable songs for your personality, except he really only wanted to spend as much time with you as he possibly could

producer jihoon who started taking gym more seriously than ever when he heard you say muscular men are your ideal type during an interview

producer jihoon who always brings you lunch and dinner whenever you are at his studio, especially your favorite junk foods which you wouldn't be able to eat in front of your manager due to your diet

producer jihoon who has an assorted playlist of all the songs that reminds him of you

producer jihoon who is internally bouncing in joy when you tell him how good a friend he is to you

producer jihoon who gets lost watching you sing in his studio

producer jihoon who streams your performaces and livestreams as often as he can, feeling pride and glee swell in his chest as you give him a special thanks for helping your music

producer jihoon for whom you are genuinely an inspiration because you inspire him with your personality, your pretty body, the things you do for/with him

producer jihoon who is as red as a tomato when you scoot too close to him while editing your music in his studio

producer jihoon whose dick twitches in his pants when you suggest adding some moaning sounds in one of your rather sensual songs as adlibs

producer jihoon whose job as a producer includes telling you that you don't sound realistic enough when you attempt to mimik your own sounds in bed

producer jihoon who, when you ask for suggestions, tells you that you could try touching yourself sensually if it would help, and even offer to turn around to give you that privacy

producer jihoon who is took by surprise when you tell him that he didn't have to turn around if he wanted, the lust in your eyes almost piercing through the camera in the recording studio as you look up at it

producer jihoon who, being a man as he is, takes full advantage, watching you strip out of your lower half and push your top up, taking a seat on the stool there and touching your most sensitive areas.

producer jihoon who records all the sounds you make, slowly stroking himself over his joggers and saves the recordings in one of his private files.

producer jihoon who loses his composer when he hears his name slip off your tongue between moans, and he gets up and barge into the recording studio

producer jihoon who you don't take as surprise as he starts kissing you aggressively with all horniness of a sex-starved young man (that he is)

producer jihoon who holds you up with one arm (thanks for the gym motivation) and takes you to the big white couch in his studio

producer jihoon who practically licks up every inch of your skin, telling you of how much you had been tempting and teasing him and how badly he's been wanting to do this

producer jihoon, prior to whom you didn't know how big of a praise kink you had, because your clit throbs at the way jihoon calls you a good girl

producer jihoon who has the best sex he's ever had, and he might have cum embarrassingly soon all over your stomach, though its fine because you came along with him.

producer jihoon with hom sex after work is now regular, whether its right there in his studio or at his big penthouse where he takes you sometimes

producer jihoon who is glad you ask him out soon because he doesn't think he'd ever have the balls to do that himself (doesn't matter how shameless and nasty he is in bed)

[sleepyparalysisdmon]

Ruby

The three times Jihoon tries to confess through lyrics and the one where you finally get it.

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: none that I can think of, just some fluff

This is part of the Three Times series. This one is inspired by this reactions.

One

You punch in the code to the door like it’s an old habit, mostly because it is. Jihoon doesn’t turn to you right away and you know better than to distract him in the middle of something. You sit the takeout bags on the table and plop down on the couch in the corner. Your couch, to be exact. He doesn’t often have visitors just hang out in here with him while he’s working, but you’ve long insisted this might be the only way to see your best friend sometimes. You assume he agreed because a small sofa just appeared here one day along with a couple fuzzy blankets. 

“Hey,” he finally greets. “What’s for dinner?” 

“Is that all I’m good for?” You tease as he comes to sit next to you. “Just some Chinese take out from the place down the street. I hope that’s okay.” 

Jihoon shrugs, digging in as soon as he can. “Doesn’t matter. I’m too starving to care.”

“How’s the song going?” You ask, not expecting much. He can be really hot and cold about sharing his stuff with you before he feels like it’s perfect, so sometimes a non-committal ‘okay’ is all you get. 

Today must be a good day, because he’s gesturing for the both of you to move to the desk. “It’s missing something and I can’t quite put a finger on what.” He hits a few buttons and lets you listen. Everything about it has you smiling, much like it always does. 

You can’t help but tease him when the song ends and he asks what you think. “Jihoon, are you in love?” It’s not a new jab and he shoves you by the shoulder hard, making you laugh. “I’m kidding. Let me hear the chorus again.” He rolls it back and replays it for you. You recommend a few tweaks and when he makes them and replays the part, he sighs in relief.

“Are we done for the day now?” You chuckle, and it turns to a full blown laugh when he scoffs.

“Do you know how long it takes to prepare an album, Y/N? I hope you brought some entertainment.”

“You think this is my first day being your friend? Please,” you roll your eyes, pointing to the backpack you brought with you. “You’re stuck with me.”

You know he’d send you away if he didn’t like that. He lets you stay until you’re barely keeping your eyes open before he finally packs his things up and drives you home.

Two

A red notebook lands in your lap. It’s unfamiliar, only because the last one Jihoon handed you was blue. “Ran out of room?” You say as he spins back around in his chair. 

“Yeah,” he mumbles. “Read the last entry, nothing else.” You do. You’d never overstep how much he’s willing to share, so you’re careful not to linger on pages that you aren’t invited to look at. 

“What am I looking for?” You ask, skimming the page. It’s chaotic, notes in the margins, lines crossing out certain things that he’s rejected. Some writing is squished between lines and you have to squint to read it.

“It’s not flowing in my mind the way I want it to. I want a second opinion.”

Like you’d ever turn down that opportunity. You pull out a pencil, because you’d never permanently mark up these ideas. What you think about it is only a suggestion - one that can be erased. You make some notes, rereading, trying to grasp the vision that he has for the song. You aren’t a musician but you do have a good idea of how his mind works. 

When you hand it back, he doesn’t look at your notes right away, pinning you with a look. “Well?”

“Romantic as ever. One of these days you’ll make such a sweet boyfriend.” 

He snorts, skimming through what you’ve marked up. “Yeah, right. Explain to me what you did here.” 

You plop into the seat next to him. You’re touched that he involves you in his work like this. That he’s willing to hear what you think when you’re so far from being an expert. He’s never shot down your ideas, even if he doesn’t end up using all of them. He still wants it to feel like ‘his’. 

Today’s a good day and most of the pencil marks stay in place. He even teases you about giving you some song writing credits. He knows you’d never accept them, but he likes seeing both his and your marks on the page working together. 

Three

Today is not a good day. Due to some unforeseen circumstances, they’ve lost some work and have had to re-record some parts. You’re surprised when you arrive to his studio and it’s packed. You fade into the corner as to not be in the way. You watch Jihoon obsessively save copies of files in various spots and when everyone else wishes you both good night to go home, you give him a minute to collect himself. 

“How can I help?” You finally say. You watch his shoulders tense and it makes you sad. “Would you like me to go? Give you some space to work?” He shakes his head and you finally approach him, sitting next to him. You rub his back lightly. “What do you have left to do?” 

“Rearrange everything so someone can look at it tomorrow. It’s not usually my specialty, but I have to have something to give them to work with.” He looks like he might pull his hair out so you gently turn his chair. 

“Come on,” you say, opening your arms to him. You know he’s not the most physically affectionate person, but it won’t stop you from offering some comfort. To your surprise, he barely hesitates, arms coming around you too. When you feel like he’s lost some of the tension in his body, you let go. “Get started. I’ll go make some coffee.” 

You miss the way he turns to watch you leave. He doesn’t know how to say thank you for your presence on days like today. 

Four

The comeback is over and so are the promotions for it. It’s been many, many weeks since you’ve seen your best friend, and this time, it’s amazingly not at his work. He lets himself into your apartment and plops down on the couch next to you. You’ve planned a lazy day of just lying around and relaxing. You’ve sworn off work as a thing to so much as discuss today, so you glare at him when see the flash of a red notebook come out of his backpack. 

“Lee Jihoon, I told you no work today,” you admonish. 

He doesn’t listen to you. He never does. “Y/N, I may not show up to work every single day, but I’m probably going to write every single day.” 

He’s right, of course. Sometimes it just pours out of him into these notebooks, like the one he’s handing you. “What am I looking for?” You ask with a huff.

“Last entry,” he says. It’s almost always the last entry, but you don’t want to go blindly flipping through his private thoughts. You find it and this sheet is actually pretty clean, with very little notes in the margins or lines crossed out. You can’t help but smile, just like you always do when he shares something like this with you. 

“One of these days you’ll tell me who these songs are about,” you muse. 

He groans and the sound surprises you. He usually rolls his eyes and asks what you think, but this time, he looks like he’s almost in pain. “I’m in love with an idiot,” he mumbles, hand rubbing down his face.

“That’s no way to talk about the love of your life!” You cry out. “You write all of these sweet songs for her and you call her an idiot?”

“I’m talking about you, Y/N. You’re the idiot.”

Your mouth pops open. “Oh.” 

He rolls his eyes, snatching back the notebook, tossing it onto your coffee table. “They’ve always been about you, every single notebook over the years. You can’t be that dense.”

You barely hear the insult because you’re thinking of all the various notebooks he’s handed you over the years, only small portions of which he’s let you read. “All of them?” You whisper.

He sighs. “I’m sorry.” 

You pout at him, not that he’s looking at you. He’s leaning back into the couch, arms crossed over his chest. You understand why he’s apologizing, but there’s really no need. “You didn’t ask me what I think of the lyrics.”

He hesitates, glancing out of the corner of his eye at you. Finally, he clears his throat. “What did you think of the lyrics?” 

You lean forward, pressing a light, lingering kiss to his lips. You hear his breath catch and the sound is just as sweet as the contents of all his notebooks. “I loved it, just like every other page you’ve ever let me read.” 

“I’ll bring over the rest tomorrow. They’re all about you anyway.” He says it so simply that you can’t help but fling your arms around him. He calls you an idiot again but he’s laughing regardless.

[brainddeadd]

Seventeen fic reccs

OT13

things they unconsciously do for you (fluff) @babyleostuff

when you stop breathing during an orgasm (smut) @hoshifighting

recording booth blowjobs (smut) @whipped-for-kpop-fics

ass or tits (smut) @svtswhorehouse

Seungcheol

pretty little freak (smut) @sunniques

this series broke my brain a lil ngl

nocturnal (smut) @sweetlemontart

have my baby (smut) @seokgyuu

brat tamer (smut) @hoshifighting

control freak with a god complex (smut) @loupetlapinn

on my knees (fluff, smut) @sescoups

7:45 pm (smut) @miupow

sweet red cherry (smut) @wifeyoozi

gym crush (fluff) @haoboutyou

Jeonghan

Joshua

whenever you please (smut) @seokgyuu

Jun

Soonyoung

lunch (fluff) @nonranghaes

yuck (fluff) @highvern

i need me a soonie

pillow princess (smut) @hoshifighting

like a lollipop (smut) @pan-de-seungcheol

use me (smut) @highvern

drabble (smut) @berryhobii

you. always. (smut) @sailorrhansol

precious (smut) @hoshiwhore

Wonwoo

touch starved (smut) @whslnc

Jihoon

pretty (fluff) @nonranghaes

what do you like about me? (fluff, suggestive) @sunglith

i love you (fluff, smut) @sunglith

pornstars do it better (smut) @seokgyuu

had me going feral ngl

gym blowjob (smut) @seokgyuu

pretty (smut) @cherryycheoll

Dokyeom

hands of a god (smut) @seokgyuu

Mingyu

big dick mingyu (smut) @svtswhorehouse

daddy's home (smut) @wooyoungmybelovedhusband

best friend rule 57 (smut) @wifeyoozi

whatever you want (smut) @suhsweet

Mingaho

Seungkwan

Hansol

what ever you say, bro (fluff) @bookyeom

whatever you say, baby (fluff) part 2 @bookyeom

Chan

favourite toy (smut) @sunniques

size matters (smut) @onlyseokmins

HIP HOP UNIT

rough throat fucking (smut) @miupow

[gi4hao]

🍊 ⸻ masterlist

⌗ OT13!

you ask to leave lipstick stains on their faces

their favorite thing do to with you

how they make you feel beautiful

⌗ C. SEUNGCHEOL

comforting you after a bad day

anniversary dates with them

a story of garden parties ⟢ neighbors to lovers

⌗ Y. JEONGHAN

comforting you after a bad day

anniversary dates with them

⌗ H. JOSHUA

comforting you after a bad day

anniversary dates with them

our special day ⟢ est. relationship, wedding theme

⌗ W. JUNHUI

anniversary dates with them

bookstore stranger ⟢ est. relationship

⌗ K. SOONYOUNG

anniversary dates with them

cookie dough ⟢ est. relationship

kisses with hoshi ⟢ the meaning of his different kisses

⌗ J. WONWOO

comforting you after a bad day

anniversary dates with them

“i already won” ⟢ est. relationship, comfort (warning: nausea)

⌗ L. JIHOON

comforting you after a bad day

anniversary dates with them

⌗ L. SEOKMIN

comforting you after a bad day

⌗ K. MINGYU

comforting you after a bad day

migraine relief ⟢ est. relationship, comfort

⌗ X. MINGHAO

late night peace ⟢ est. relationship

the idiots you date ⟢ friends to lovers, office worker!minghao

⌗ B. SEUNGKWAN

comforting you after a bad day

love in a grocery bag ⟢ est. relationship

⌗ C. HANSOL

comforting you after a bad day

(anxious) acts of services ⟢ est. relationship, self-doubt (on his side)

in which you come home to a slightly touch-starved vernon ⟢ est. relationship

⌗ L. CHAN

perfect match ⟢ est. relationship

[dirtysvthoughts]

woozi PLAGUES my mind every hour, even when I’m sleeping…BUT RECENTLY I I can’t help to imagine literal woozi during that NANA tour highlight/teaser when they were on the yacht🙏🙏 WITH HIS QUARTER ZIPPED HOODIE AND SUNGLASSES??? I literally want him to manhandle me and play with me till I’m crying of overstimulation bcs honestly I’d get down on my knees obediently for this guy Bcs yk damn well he’s such a he wants that respect

BESTIE WHEN I TELL YOU I CANT WAIT FOR THAT EPISODE TO DROP FOR THAT ONE REASON ALONE 😭 (adding said teaser for reference 😋) he’s so hot without even trying! 😩 also you’re so real for this, the jihoon brain rot is something else

also bestie, what you said reminds me of this song i’ve been listening to nonstop: never lose me by flo milli, some of the lyrics:

“i’ve been thinkin bout you on the road, we havin rich sex on a boat, he it back to back like it’s dope..”

“you know you can call me if you need me, tell me you ain’t never ever leavin, when i suck it i look in your eyes, you better fuck me like you mean it..”

especially the “rich sex on a boat” part? we all know man’s has stacks for days, imagine him taking you for a weekend drive on his yacht, just the two of you (and a driver he hired). when you guys are far out enough to sea, that’s all it takes for him to press his lips onto yours- and it’s so very addicting.

jihoon’s hand caresses your jaw, bringing you closer to him - and you physically melt into his touch, craving more of him as he lays you down on your back, the soft cushions in the seating area coming in contact with hot body. jihoon’s removing your cover up and your bikini pieces like a starved man and your hands move to zip his hoodie all the way down, defined chest coming into view, his $18k necklace in center, dangling in front of your face.

“mmm, my baby girl,” he moans as he feels up your body, admiring your moans and cute little whines. “daddy’s gonna make you feel so good..”

all you can do is fiercely nod and bite your lip, a needy look on your face that has jihoon going feral. he’s rushing to take off his shorts and boxers so he can give it to you.

which he does, because mere minutes later, he has you nearly screaming, tears brimming your eyelids from how intense his thrusts were. “j-jihoon! mmm, i can’t, daddy, i c-can’t hold it anymore!” but before he can say anything, you feel you juices spread down your legs and all over jihoon’s dick.

“shit, hoon, i’m sorry, but i couldn’t take it anymore,” you whine, desperately hoping he wouldn’t be too upset. he scoffs as he brings your knees up, his face going to your wet folds. “wait, jihoon- ah!” you gasp out as his tongue licks you up and down, smirking at how loud you were becoming and how you were pulling on his hair to bring your closer to another orgasm.

jihoon continues to lap at you until you come get again, this time all over his lips and chin. when he comes up from between your legs, he licks his lips seductively, watching how your eyes refused to leave his tongue. he goes right back to where it all started off, kissing you so you can know how good you taste. it’s messier and a little sloppy than last time, but you love it so much.

when you pull away, he holds you by your waist as you look into his eyes, “think you can come for me again? i wanna finger your cute little cunt while you whine out my name.. you make it sound so pretty, baby girl.”

“i’ll come as many times as you want daddy.”

[renaiswriting]

New Moon (part 3)

Summary: How the different werewolves came together to form a pack

Word count: 1.4k

Author's note: Wonwoo joins the pack.

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"Is he still sleeping?"

"Yeah, he seems pretty out of it yet."

The voices were muffled, almost like they didn't want to wake anyone up.

"Better stay with lunch anyway; it's getting late."

Seungcheol couldn't sense any danger or signs of distress in the house; it was actually pretty quiet. The only noise he could hear was the fire cooking something, Jeonghan chopping some vegetables in the kitchen, and Jihoon sighing nonstop.

 

A stomach growled, and he was completely sure it was Jihoon's.

 

Despise Jihoon's short body frame; he was the one who ate the most in the pack. No matter if he had recently eaten something, his stomach was always growling and crying for more food.

It was part of puberty, Seungcheol thought, knowing damn well how much his body was constantly demanding for food, sleep, and, weirdly enough, for running nonstop.

 

He lazed around on his bed for a few minutes before deciding it had been enough.

 

Jeonghan didn't need to lift his head; he had heard him from the moment he had truly woken up.

Jihoon had sat down in front of Jeonghan; his head was resting on the table, and his eyes were closed.

 

Seungcheol could tell he wasn't sleeping. His heart wasn't beating the same way as when Jihoon was sleeping (or on the verge of sleeping).

 

"Go and see if he's still sleeping." He ordered Jihoon, deploying himself into the seat Jihoon was using when the youngest wolf did as he was told and went straight to the basement.

"Did you sleep well?" Jeonghan asked, checking the food. Something probably felt off, as he added more salt to it.

 

"I practically passed out as soon as my head touched the pillow; did Jihoon manage to calm down while I was out?"

 

"The kid slept it away. And he would probably still be sleeping if it weren't because of hunger. Does this taste good to you?" A spoonful of vegetable soup burned his mouth.

 

Seungcheol hissed, swallowing it all and burning his throat in the process.

"He slept it all as well, you know." Jeonghan mentioned him, going back to chop some extra carrots. "I went to check up on him, he was back on his human form— i know, i was shocked as well." Jeonghan agreed with him when Seungcheol asked "already?".

"Boy must be thougher than what we thought." Seungcheol laughed, not bothering to hide his surprised expression.

Jeonghan put the soup in different bowls, one for Seungcheol and the other for the boy in the basement.

Jihoon came back, taking a banana out of the bowl on the table and giving Seungcheol a nod when the oldest asked if the boy was awake.

Seungcheol sighed, standing up. He wasn't that thrilled to have to talk with the boy; he thought that two other wolves on his watch were stressful enough to have to deal with three, but still— someone had to talk with the boy, and Seungcheol still had a tiny bit of hope that he actually had another pack that was already looking out for him.

He wasn't surprised when he found the guy sitting on the couch, looking to the door for which Seungcheol was entering. Someone, most likely Jeonghan, has given him some clothes to change into. Seungcheol was used to the nudity, himself having to deal with it whenever he transformed in and out of his wolf form, but having the guy with clothes definitely took some of the awkwardness away.

"Hey." Seungcheol approached him, moving a cafe table near the couch with his leg, saying, "One of the guys made some soup for us; you must be starving."

He didn't bothered to explain who, not thinking it was worth it to stress the poor thing with more information than necessary.

"Thanks." He answered; his voice was rough for the lack of use in the past, at least, twenty-four hours. He cleaned his voice, not making much of a change, so Seungcheol quickly stood on his foot to put some water in a cup and give it to the guy.

"How did you sleep?" Seungcheol tried to start a conversation.

Was it too weird, or was he just too awkward?

How did you sleep?" Seungcheol tried to start a conversation. Was it too weird, or was he just too awkward?

"It was alright, thank you."

"Does anything hurt?" Seungcheol's bowl was already empty; the guy's bowl, on the contrary, was still half full. "Does it not suit your taste?"

The worry in Seungcheol's voice was probably more obvious than what Seungcheol thought, because as soon as the words left his mouth, the guy started drinking it again.

"No, it does. I just don't seem to be that hungry yet." He apologized.

"I want to thank you again for taking me here while I was still out of it." The guy finished the sentence without looking so sure of how to put it in the state he was in last night. You didn't go around and openly talk about your wolf form, right?

"We've all been there; don't worry about it." Seungcheol dismissed him, taking the bowl from his hands as the unknown young man affirmed he was already full.

"Thank you anyway, um..."

"Seungcheol." He introduced himself.

"Yeah, right. Sorry— thank you, Seungcheol."

"I was wondering," Seungcheol started once he came back to the basement once again. "Is there anyone?" Seungcheol didn't know how to ask without making it seem like he was practically kicking him out. "Is there any pack you are part of? We couldn't sense anybody else's scent."

He shook his head. His eyes were intimidating; they were as sharp as two knives.

"Then how did you manage your first transformation?" The confusion was as clear as water in Seungcheol's voice.

"Yesterday was my first transformation." The dude shrugged. He was rather calm, way calmer than what Seungcheol would have anticipated, considering that had been his first.

"Then how... Did you already know or... how?"

"My grandpa was a wolf, but he was taken care of by the town's haunters not long before my mom was born. The gean skipped my mother, but I already suspected it."

That I was going to be a wolf, Seungcheol mentally finished.

 

"So, your family knows it?"

 

"No, they weren't in my house last night. They went out of town with my younger brothers, but I stayed behind because I was feeling sick. My mother probably suspected something, I guess."

 

Seungcheol's eyebrows furrowed. "You got siblings? They might transform too."

 

"I've got two, but only one could possibly transfor, and he's still way too young. He's recently turned five."

"How old are you?"

 

"Nineteen. Will my brother also transform when he turns nineteen?"

 

"You never really know," Seungcheol took his time to explain. "It depends on lots of factors, such as emotional stress and traumas. We should try to learn how old your grandpa was when he turned; if he was around nineteen, then we should definitely keep an eye on him when he turns around that age."

 

"So you have no one to teach you things and, like, look out for you?" Seungcheol asked when the new information was still being processed by the other boy.

To the shaking of the guy's head, Seungcheol softly smiled, "Well, then you're more than welcome to join our pack."

The guy's eyes widen so much that it genuinely got a chuckle out of Seungcheol. It wasn't until that time that Seungcheol noticed how young the dude seemed.

"Are you sure?" He asked, unsure. "I don't think the shorter guy will like that."

"Jihoon will eventually come around; I'm not even sure if he likes me, and we have been together in the same pack for a while now." He confessed.

They both walked back to the kitchen, where Jeonghan was lazily eating his meal while reading a book, and Jihoon was lying on the coach, throwing and catching a small ball that Seungcheol was sure the youngest had stolen from someone in the town.

Jeonghan was the first and only one to acknowledge them. He sent the unknown werewolf a smile, raising his cup of tea and offering one to him.

Jihoon kept entering himself. His hands never missed catching the ball. He didn't bother to look at them in the slightest.

Seungcheol cleaned his throat, hinting at Jihoon that he was about to say something that he needed to hear.

 

"We talked, and I decided to invite..." Seungcheol had to stop himself, realizing that he hadn't even heard him talk yet.

 

"Wonwoo." The guy quickly mumbled to Seungcheol.

 

"Wonwoo," Seungcheol added, "will be joining us now."

[hannieehaee]

Can you write something, anything, about woozi and his ass cuz that one clip of 96z shaking their ass has made me into a whole new person. Literally just Lee jihoon ass appreciation.

18+ / mdi

content: sub!woozi, afab reader, smut, reader is extremely horny and depraved, the word pretty is overused, body worship, woozi is thoroughly felt up (oops), dry humping, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 1139

a/n: U AND ME BOTH ANON

masterlist

"w-wait slow down."

these were a few of the last coherent words jihoon would let out that night.

or at least that was the plan. especially considering his egregious behavior mere hours ago.

you see, you knew your boyfriend's body like the back of your hand. you had kissed and worshiped every inch of his skin, leaving no part untouched at some point or other.

however, this past month, you had been unable to relish in the privilege that was to have lee jihoon's body at your utmost disposition. work had kept you away from him, leaving you sad and lonely and without his pretty body to gawk at for an entire month.

finally being back, you were slightly peeved off at knowing he'd have back to back concerts for a few days just on the week of your arrival, but it was fine! as long as you got to keep him to yourself afterwards, it was okay.

it was okay until it wasn't. until the moment you saw him step out on stage, tight button up on, blonde hair up in a bun, and the worst of all, the most fitting brown slacks you had ever seen on your boyfriend. the sight made you feel like a caveman, no coherent word leaving your mouth as you gawked at him like a piece of meat.

you watched as he swayed his hips, showing off every delicious curve of his body, taunting you without so much as realizing.

it had been an extraneous three hours (damn you, never ending aju nice) until you were able to get him in a car and back home.

the moment you stepped foot into your shared apartment was when you began your attack, pushing him up against the wall and shutting up any question leaving his mouth with your tongue down his throat.

your hands were frantic, feeling him up like you were starved for his touch – and you very much were. your wandering hands groped at every curve, swallowing every gasp of delight let out against your lips.

when you finally disconnected for some air, trailing your lips down to his neck, he gasped out his request to slow down, but you simply couldnt. you needed every inch of his body marked by your kiss, touched by your hand, licked by your tongue.

finally pulling away completely, you dragged him over to the couch, sitting him down and crawling your way on top of him after having carelessly discarded your clothes. he followed without instruction, throwing off his shirt and unbuttoning his pants, unable to get them all the way off as you sat on him.

your lips went back to his, hands still frantically feeling him up, scratching at the milky skin of his toned chest.

"so pretty, hoonie. fuck ... do you even know how gorgeous you are?", your lips trailed down to his chest, careless splotches of red left behind by your teeth as you marked your territory.

"prettiest thing ... looked so good on stage ... wanted to fuck you so bad," you groaned against his nipple, licking at it as he cried out above you.

"s-stop it," he complained, too shy to take your shameless praise.

"wanna see you, pretty. wanna see your gorgeous body, yeah? so fucking sexy ... make me feel like im losing my mind ..."

without even realizing it, your hips had begun grinding against his crotch, hands digging into his shoulders for support. his strong arms held your waist, helping you maintain your pace.

fuck, he was so meaty and strong. the thought alone made your eyes roll back.

despite the pleasure of his delicious cock dragging against your cunt, you needed to change positions. you couldnt ride him tonight. you needed to feel him up so more, up until getting your fill of him.

flipping him around (with his help ..), you laid on the couch, with him now above you. you bit your lip at the sight. his pretty hair was covering the sides of his face, making him look like an angel from above you. you voiced this compliment to him, making him scoff and scrunch up his nose in embarrassment.

"hoonie ... fuck, so fucking pretty and sexy. so obsessed with you ...", you groaned, hands reaching back to squeeze at his ass and drag him against you.

"no, i- fuck. you .. you're the pretty one, i-", he hiccuped opting to bury his face in your neck before you could see his reddened cheeks.

as embarrassed as he was at your blatant comments, he also relished in it, allowing you to touch him in such ways and even following the guidance of your movements as he ground against you, your hands still grasping harshly at his ass.

your hands went up and down the delicious arch of his back, groaning at the thought of how pretty he'd look on all fours for you, gorgeous body ready for you to do whatever you wanted to it.

but that would come some other day. right now you needed him to get his dick in you and make you lose all ability to think.

slipping inside you, he groaned against your ear, humping against you thoughtlessly. the contrast between the controlled movement of his hips on stage made you chuckle, enjoying how his desire would make him lose control so easily.

"feel so good, shit- you- love you," he murmured against you, "d-don't stop touching me ... love when you touch me ... when you love me like this."

your hands went even crazier at his admission, digging your nails into every bit of skin you could reach and dragging his hips towards you.

"my pretty boy ... body's so fucking gorgeous. and you're all mine? fuck ... prettiest little thing all mine ...", you gasped against his ear, making his pace go even faster at your endless praise. your hands never stopped feeling him up, dragging his toned body against your own as he showed the telltale signs of his orgasm.

with a high pitched whine, he came inside you, with you joining him right after. the sight of him alone had you pent up for hours, so cumming with him was an effortless task.

falling halfway on top of you, he cuddled against you, kissing at your neck before nuzzling into your hair.

"love you," he whispered.

"love you too, pretty," you whispered back, "but i'm not done with you yet ..."

the rest of the night was spent productively. your lips found every inch of skin on his body, leaving love bites on all your favorite parts. by the end of the night, his hips were unrecognizable with pretty red marks left by your lips. his chest and back were red due to all the grabbing your hands couldnt help themselves with. and jihoon? he was sleeping with a satisfied smile on his face.

[natigail]

Fics I posted/updated in 2022 - natigail

Broke, Gay and New in Town (Phan, 268k+ (wip), Stardew Valley AU, farmer!Dan, BnB owner!Phil, magical realism, finding yourself)

돈't Lie (at least not to me) (Seventeen, 109k+ (wip), Jeonghan/Joshua, Mafia AU, mafia!JH, doctor!JS, childhood friends to strangers to friends to lovers)

strike a deal, kiss my lips (Phan, 106.5k, magical AU, witch!Phil, demon!Dan, enemies to lovers, magical bond)

Rest in the Belly of the Wolf (Stray Kids, 86k+ (wip), Minho/3RACHA, magical AU, witch!Minho, werewolves!3RACHA, polyamerous pack, aspec characters)

The Vampire Client (Stray Kids, 56.5k, Minho/Jisung, magical AU, vampire!JS, laywer!MH, courtroom drama, innocent client)

Don't say you're okay because you're not (BTS, 62.6k, Namjoon/Yoongi, producers AU, strangers to friends to lovers, mental health issues)

even in a chocolate shop, you’re the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen (Stray Kids, 32.9k, Minho/Jisung, chocolate shop AU, repair man!Minho, pining)

The Tiger on the Mountain (Seventeen, 27.3k, Soonyoung/Jihoon, magical AU, tiger shapeshifter!Hoshi, producer!Woozi, forced cohabitation)

The Journal of Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriach and Wei Ying (The Untamed, 13.9k (hiatus), Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji, journal entries matching the show)

The city is so loud (but you drown out all the noise) (Phan, 8.5k, magical AU, werewolf!Phil, human/werewolf relationship, moving in together)

maybe humans got one thing right (their capacity for love) (BTS, 8.5k, Yoongi/Taehyung, magical AU, vampire!Yoongi, alien!Taehyung, first meeting)

돈't Worry (at least not about me) (Seventeen, 4.8k, Jeonghan & Soonyoung, mafia AU, first meeting, unrequited crush)

🌸 cherry blossom 🌸  (Phan, 4.2k, reality, domestic fluff, introspection)

Welcome home! (never leave that long again) (Phan, 4k, reality, touch-starved, coming home from tour)

"But did we actually make it? Will we ever?" (Stranger Things, 3.5k, Steve & Robin, canon, post-season 4, grief, coming out)

I will never make you lonely | #LoveSTAY (Stray Kids, 3.2k, Bang Chan & Reader, met in a dream)

security! (Phan, 3.1k, reality, domestic, introspection)

More than 2 and a half weeks (Phan, 2.4k, reality, leaving for tour)

[savventeen]

wip game 💌

unofficially tagged by @junkissed <3

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with any titles that most intrigue them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.

(note: a lot of these have literally no title so i just put what i refer to them as in my head lol. also, these are only my wips for fics i plan on posting here... the list does not include ones i plan to post to ao3 or any of my personal projects 🤡)

svt as musical theatre crew - ot13 svt as dnd classes bc i am That kind of nerd - ot13 svt as dates i've always wanted to go on - ot13 in your love (blooms a kiss) - ot13 catch me when i call - cheol "can i hold you?" - cheol pouty cheol - cheol another touch starved shua (airport version) - joshua so tell me the sunrise will come again - hoshi eat your young soonyoung pov bc im Emo - hoshi hoshi scary tiger fic - hoshi binder drabble - wonwoo i can't keep waiting to feel loved - jihoon lee jihoon doth protest too much methinks - jihoon moonlight seokmin - seokmin boardwalk memories - minghao you say the stupidest (sweetest) things - seungkwan amalgamation - seungkwan cute vampy seungkwan - seungkwan paranormal verkwan yn - vernon, seungkwan on magic au - tbd send noods (the ramen kind) - tbd the toaster debacle - tbd love is stored in the... - tbd ace vent fic - tbd being a financial advisor to a bunch of hooligans is Hard - tbd drunkards & dragons - tbd (either ot13 or units) yoongi pgo au - yoongi (bts) txt alice in wonderland rework - ot5

(and then my wip series SECTOR17 gets its own little section lmao) run_with_me.exe - cheol (i'm)_yours_for_the_taking.exe - jeonghan i_want_to_believe_(in_you_and_me).exe - joshua concentric.exe - jun catch_the_horizon.exe - hoshi intrasolar.exe - wonwoo we_bare_our_teeth.exe - jihoon aim_for_the_heart.exe - seokmin close_to_my_chest_(down_the_barrel_of_a_gun).exe - mingyu (un)familiar.exe - minghao this_crown_weighs_heavy.exe - seungkwan source_code.exe - vernon perihelion.exe - chan

i am not going to be tagging as many people as i have wips bc that would be Insane so instead i will simply tag @rubyreduji @diamondyjh @holdinbacksecrets @wooahaes @aceofvernons @thepixelelf and anyone else who wants to do it!!!!

[wqnwoos]

seventeen & touch-starved s/o (vocal unit ver.)

hhu ver. — requested by anon

JEONGHAN.

he’s so soft :(

like immediately scoops u up

talks to you very gently while he holds you,, about literally ANYTHING

jeonghan doesn’t notice how close you’ve sidled up to him until you tug on his shirt a little. he’s been wrapped up in conversation with mingyu, riling him up with friendly teasing and laughing as mingyu pouts defensively.

at least, until you appear out of nowhere, brushing your arm against his and sending him glances from the side of your eyes; he can tell you think he hasn’t noticed, but he definitely has. he always notices, especially when it’s you.

which is how he ends up cutting off his teasing, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer, resting a hand on your thigh and murmuring a quick “you okay?” in your ear. and it’s only when you nod, satisfied, that he returns to the conversation.

JOSHUA.

i feel like he intuitively knows when u need him

hand holder for SURE have u guys seen the recent gose 😭

probably rubs your back or something too :((

“joshua, we are going to get lost.” you pronounce the moment you see the bustling crowds of the carnival in front of you.

your boyfriend scoffs lightly. “come onnn. we’ll be fine.”

“hello? are you seeing this?” with a wide sweep of your arm, you gesture to the horde with wide eyes, unconsciously pressing closer to him already.

“don’t worry, baby. we won’t get separated.” joshua reassures, and then pauses, before dramatically announcing — “ever.”

you blink at him under the coloured lights and merry-go-round music. “i can’t tell if that was heartwarming or incredibly cheesy.”

“both?” he suggests with a smirk, before holding his hand out to you. “come on.”

“josh, don’t let go of me, okay?” you say nervously, as you approach the crowds.

he brushes a kiss over your joined hands with half a smile. “never.”

WOOZI.

omg. soooo flustered but equally as pleased

also have you seen those arms?

he’s an excellent hugger nobody can change my mind

jihoon can tell there’s something on your mind. you keep looking over at him from your place on the couch as he works, sometimes opening your mouth like you’re about to say something but then changing your mind last minute. and when it happens for the seventh time — yes, he counted — he finally turns to you, sliding off his headphones with raised eyebrows.

“can i help you?” he asks, teasing lilt to his tone.

you’re already looking at him with widened eyes. jihoon cocks his head to the side — when you pull out the puppy gaze, it means you want something. unfortunately for him, he gives in every time.

(how can he help it, when you look like that?)

“hug?” you say hopefully, voice pitched a little higher than usual.

he should have guessed. jihoon opens his arms with a mock sigh, gesturing for you to come and sit on his lap — ignoring both your satisfied smile and his warmed cheeks.

DOKYEOM.

his smile itself feels like a fucking hug so. idek where to start. this man is a safety net :(

HES SO WARM i feel like he gives the best cuddles

loops his arms all the way around you and squeezes to make you laugh too

“seokmin~! i need a hug!” you declare, the moment you step into the house. you might say it dramatically, but you mean it entirely — today has sucked ass. “i demand it, even!”

at your greeting, seokmin sticks his head out the kitchen, lips already curved into a gentle smile. “what happened, angel?” he soothes, opening his arms and entangling you in his embrace.

“bad day. awful.” you describe shortly, already leaning into him gratefully. “less talking. more hugging.”

“yes, boss!” he mock salutes over your shoulder, giggling as he tightens his grip, and with the sound of his laughter, the burdens of today seem to fall away — at least for a short while, you’ve found your reprieve.

SEUNGKWAN.

he will drop anything and everything to give you what you need and that makes me UPSET

always goes into full caretaker mode AHHH i love him

probably sways you guys back and forth when you hug

seungkwan takes one look at your sleepy form in his doorway, and he freaks.

by freaks, you mean he pulls you inside, kisses your cheek in greeting, and scolds you for not wrapping up warm enough, all in the space of a minute. and then he’s cupping your face with warm hands. “what happened, baby? you didn’t tell me you were coming over.”

you scrunch your nose sleepily. “sorry. i missed you.”

“aish, don’t apologise, just come here,” he grumbles, to hide the embarrassingly delighted smile growing across his face.

“warm,” you say drowsily, as you lean into his embrace with droopy eyes and slightly slurred words. “best hugger. you’re the best hugger, seungkwannie, you know that? you’re my favourite hugger.”

he kisses your forehead then, with a soft murmur against your skin. “yeah, baby. you’re my favourite too.”

an requested by an anon who read the hhu version!! i hope you like it @ anon, let me know!! 💗💗💗

[bootyful-seventeen]

Thank you I know some don't do gay asks so I wanted to make sure I'm curious what type of guys the would get a guy crush on

I feel like Mingyu is very open to whoever and doesn’t really get picky cuz the heart wants what the heart wants. Have comic accurate wolverine height? He’s gonna be ready pick you up and cuddle low key. Taller then him? It’s okay he wants to be babie. STRONGER THAN HIM?? Oh he’s ready to get carried bridal style cuz I feel like that’s something the big strong dudes wanna try it at least once.

Jihoon I can see going for someone that’s ambivert where there’s times when it’s just chill and quiet and relaxed and letting each other have their own spaces, and other times they’d be in a more extroverted mood and take charge. Maybe even a person that likes to be out of the house and would take Jihoon out for walks. Jesus I made him sound like a pet dog

For Seungcheol I see someone that’s got babygirl tendencies almost like the babygirl business man. Feel like it may be fun to get him flustered when pulling the babygirl moves on him. Or on the flip side someone that lets him pull out his babygirl tendencies

Jeonghan is another one who I see as having some range in his interests but I can see him with someone that’s a bit like Mori senpai from ouran high school host club. Quiet but your actions are screaming.

I see either golden retriever vibes or someone who got treated as a black cat but is so touch starved they let him latch on. Hugging, hand holding, piggy backs, and head pats galore cuz you know this man would fill that void

[thelikesofus]

Anchor (Weight Me Down, Lift Me Up)

by thelikesofus

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Summary:

It is not that Jihoon dislikes skinship, it is just that he prefers when it to happens on his own terms.

OR

Jihoon is touch starved to the point of a breakdown. Boi just really needs a hug.

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It is not that Jihoon dislikes skinship, it is just that he prefers when it to happens on his own terms. Grabbing hands and surprise touches make his skin crawl and he finds no comfort in unsolicited hugs. However Jihoon is a tactile person by nature and so in his own time, by his own discretion, skinship is not an uncommon or entirely unwelcome occurrence. He often finds himself placing a hand on the thigh of the person next to him, playing with the hair at the back of a member's nape, or even resting his head on a nearby shoulder when his eyes grew weary.

The trouble is, that his general dislike of unrequested contact has led to it now being expected that the other members steer clear of Jihoon unless he specifically seeks them out. Under any other circumstance, this would be ideal but sometimes Jihoon just cannot bring himself to search out the affection he sometimes craves, no matter how badly he requires it.

It has been a long week trudged down in endless schedules, recordings, meetings, and interviews. Jihoon's mind has been such a mess of information that he has barely had a moment to think. As usual, it starts out as a dull itch, a light tickling sensation across the inside of his palms and along his ribs. Easy enough to ignore but present all the same. He has dealt with this before, he knows that it comes in waves and will soon pass, it usually does.

However, by the end of the week, his arms feel heavy and his stomach is permanently twisted into a knot. In the evenings he finds himself wrapping his sheets around himself just a little too tight and turning up the heating in his room at least five degrees above where he usually sets it. He knows exactly what he is subconsciously trying to achieve, some semblance of pressure, of presence. He is finding himself desperately looking for some way to elevate the weird strain in his chest and the thick feeling in the back of his throat.

Monday morning, all the members have to sit through a meeting with their managers. Jihoon knows that he should be paying closer attention to the topics being thrown around but he has been preoccupied counting back from one hundred in his head and squeezing his hands into tight fists for the last twenty minutes. His mind feels like it's floating in a vacuum and he has been trying desperately to ground himself. He does not even notice the way his legs are rapidly bouncing under the table until Seokmin rests a hand on his knee from beside him. Jihoon's whole body freezes at the contact and his mind goes blank.

"Are you okay, Hyung?" Seokmin whispers in his ear, trying not to catch the attention of any of the staff in the room. Jihoon vaguely registers Seungcheol glaring at them from across the table. Nothing getting past their leader, but Jihoon still does not feel like his mind and his body are one entity and the way Seokmin's hand rests against his thigh is sending all his nerve endings into overdrive.

Seokmin must notice Jihoon staring intently at his offending limb as he quickly retracts his hand and a slurry of whispered apologies follows. A wash of ice-cold floods over Jihoon at the loss of contact and his chest constricts painfully.

He catches Seungcheol's eye across the table and he is still glaring at the two of them for not paying attention. Jihoon quickly schools his face into what he hopes is an impassive yet attentive expression and hopes that he covers his uneasiness. Seokmin gives him a funny look from beside him but does not comment as he also turns his attention back to where the staff members are still talking.

Later that afternoon, Jihoon shoulders his way into another smaller conference room, having come from his studio down the hall he is the last member to make it to Seugcheol’s impromptu gathering. Taking in the possible seating options left in the room he sees an unoccupied armchair off to the side and a small space in the middle of the couch. Jihoon’s heart leaps as the perfect excuse to sit next to someone shows itself, an opportunity for contact without questioning, and he makes a beeline across the room. He sits snugly between Chan and Minghao, his shoulders pressing against theirs on either side. For a brief moment, the churning stops and he takes a deep breath in, and then Chan stands up and switches to sit in the empty armchair, and Minghao slides away to sit closer to the arm of the couch.

He knows he cannot be mad at them, they are only doing what they think is expected of them. In their mind, Jihoon just wants to sit on the couch and in respect for their Hyung, they are allowing him his personal space. But space is the last thing Jihoon wants right now and he does not know how to ask for the opposite. Instead, he settles back against the couch cushions, laces his fingers together inside the front pocket of his hoodie, and squeezes his fists tightly as he tries to focus on Seugcheol explaining their schedule for tomorrow.

Again, he struggles to concentrate on what their leader is saying. He makes one attempt at expanding his limbs in small increments until his knee brushes against Minghao’s foot where it rests on the seat of the couch, and for a brief moment the tingling in his limbs eases. However, as soon as Minghao notices the contact he shifts and places his feet on the floor. At that, Jihoon completely zones out. He can ask Jeonghan to fill him in later if need be but right now he cannot force his mind to focus on anything but the fading paint on the wall behind Seungcheol’s head and the intermittent ringing in his ears. He does not even notice that Seugncheol has finished talking until a hand on his shoulder shocks him out of his thoughts.

His head whips behind him to see that Soonyoung is just using his shoulder for balance as he stands up from the stool behind the couch, and a moment later the connect is gone and Soonyoung passes him by with a quick smile thrown over his shoulder. Jihoon digs his nails into his palms as he takes a deep breath and follows the members out of the room.

The rest of the afternoon and evening is filled with the briefest instances of contact. Mingyu brushing against his back as he reaches for a cup on the shelf above his head, Seungkwan leaning against his side as he laughs at something Seokim said during dinner, Vernon grabbing his wrist and pushing it aside to collect his dirty plate for him, and Joshua tapping him on the arm to get his attention as he passes him a blanket from the other couch. Each touch leaves Jihoon’s head spinning. His hands feel numb and he is overtly aware of his tongue being too big for his mouth, yet no matter how much he swallows or how tightly he wrings his fingers together he cannot make the feelings go away.

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The late evening finds Jihoon alone in the living room, bundled up in the blanket that Joshua had given him earlier. He has wrapped it so tightly around himself that only the top of his head and his eyes are visible over the edge of the plush material. He has bruised the sides of his fingers from squeezing too tightly and has matching indents in both palms from his fingernails. His bottom lip is raw from chewing on it and he has started counting in his head again. He gets down to sixty-seven when Jun walks past after finishing clearing the table. He ruffles Jihoon's hair with his long fingers as a silent goodnight and then extracts them as he leaves the room. In a split second Jihoon crumbles.

His breath hitches and he involuntary lets out a strangled wine as his vision blurs. He can hear his heartbeat pulsing in his ears, his chest feels so tight he thinks it might burst and his head is spinning. The blanket is too tight, too much. He throws it off in a rush and leans forward on his knees but his balance is off and he falls off the couch barely missing the coffee table in front of him. It is at the moment that he registers the hands on his shoulders that stopped him from colliding with the floor.

His commotion must have drawn Jeonghan’s attention from where he was washing the dishes in the kitchen with Wonwoo. Jihoon scrambles to grab onto the hands, to hold them or to push them away he is not sure, he just needs to find them. Jeonghan must notice his panic but he misinterprets it as he quickly lets go of Jihoons shoulders and shuffles back a few feet to give him more space. But space is the last thing Jihoon has wanted for days and he reaches back out towards his Hyung, the blurred figure sitting across from him.

“Jihoon? Can you hear me?” Jeonghan’s voice reaches his ear and Jihoon wanted to say that yes he can hear him, but it is not enough.

"Hyung,” He finds himself pleading. Any other time he would be beyond embarrassed to be seen in such a state, to be heard sounding so desperate but right now that is exactly how he feels. Desperate and yearning but unable to find the right words.

“Jihoonie, can I touch you?” Jeonghan asks further and Jihoon’s heart squeezes so tightly he thinks it stops. Yes, yes that is it, that is what he wants.

“Please! I just-, Hyung.” Jihoon can only imagine how confused Jeonghan must be and yet his Hyung takes it in his stride as he does with anything else. Jihoon registers Jeonghan shuffling closer and then his hand on the side of his neck, his thumb brushing back and forth against his jaw, and Jihoon melts into his touch as a sob is torn from his throat.

“Oh, Hoonie. Come here, come here.” Jeonghan mumbles softly as he reaches out both of his arms and draws Jihoon closer to himself. “You’re okay, you are okay.”

His words sound like a promise and Jihoon believes him. For the last week, Jihoon has felt like he was floating, suspended, and fuzzing but the moment Jeonghan’s arms come around him he comes crashing down as he crumbles against his Hyung’s chest. Jeonghan mumbles soft reassurances into his ear as he tucks Jihoon’s head under his chin and rocks them back and forth gently.

Another body appears beside them as Wonwoo comes through from the kitchen. Without a word he takes a seat on the floor next to where Jeonghan is cradling Jihoon and rests his hand against the back of Jihoons neck, softly rubbing the tension out of the tight tendons. Jihoon is sure that the two older members are having a silent conversation over his head but he cannot bring himself to care and only snuggling deeper into Jeonghan’s embrace.

“I’ll go get Coups,” Jihoon hears Wonwoo say as his hand moves from the back of his neck to squeeze his shoulder before he stands up and leaves the room. For a brief moment, Jihoon almost dissolves into panic again at the loss of contact before his brain registers what he said and he relaxes again.

Wonwoo returns a few minutes later with not just Seungcheol but also Soonyoung and Mingyu in toe. Brief words are exchanged between Jeonghan and Seungcheol before Jeonghan’s arms loosen from around Jihoon’s frame and he is transferred to Seungcheol who lifts him up off the ground effortlessly and begins carrying him down the hallway. Again, under any other circumstances, he would be beyond embarrassed at being treated like an infant, he hates it when anyone tries to carry him and he would be perfectly capable of walking, and yet he does not realize how drained he is until he allows his head to lull against Seuncheol’s shoulder.

Seungcheol carries him into one of the dorm rooms and sits him on the bed. Soonyoung quickly sits down right beside him in a way that would usually be too close for comfort but at this moment Jihoon reveals in the press of Soonyoung thigh against his and how he rests flush against his side. Mingyu chucks a sweatshirt in his direction and Jihoon fists his fingers in the soft, warm fabric. He vaguely recognizes it as the one that Mingyu had been wearing at dinner. He does not even hesitate before pulling it over his head, over top of the one he is already wearing.

Soonyoung wraps his arms around Jihoon shoulders and tugs him sideways to lay down on the bed and Seungcheol pulls the blankets over the two on them. Jeonghan comes into the room and sits on the other side of the bed and softly runs his fingers through Jihoon’s hair as he rests his head against Soonyoung’s shoulder and breathes in deeply. He barely hears Joshua enter the room and exchange quiet words with Seugcheol before he leaves the room with both Seungchoel and Mingyu. They turn the light off as they leave but leave the door open slightly to allow the light from the hallway to filter in softly. Jihoon stops fighting his exhaustion as he yawns, a hand reaching up to rub at his eyes and settles deeper into Soonyoung’s embrace and focuses intently on the way that Jeonghan’s nails scratch against his scalp and within minutes he is sound asleep.

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A/N.

I am back and definitely not projecting onto Jihoon at all. Sorry for the big sad, hopefully the cuddles at the end made up for it.

Love y'all, Meegs xx