#we both love jjongs

[smtown-tourist]

Ever since Taemin came out with his own lightstick, I’ve been fantasizing about what the other SHINee members’ lightsticks would look like 🤔💎

[theinfinitedivides]

said a prayer for Jjong today.

[spohkh]

someone was tweeting abt how much taemin has changed since debut like how hes so much more openly affectionate nd confident compared to how timid and shy he used to be and how jonghyun would b so stupid proud of him and i was like hey...... THATS THE THING IM SENSITIVE ABOUT.

[littlefireball]

ᴊᴏɴɢꜱᴀɴɢ|ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴜ*ᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴀʀᴅ (ᴍ)

ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ x ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ x ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2 ᴏꜰ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴏʀɴʏ

ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ

ʟᴏɴɢ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ|ᴛʜʀᴇᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ|ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ|ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴘʟᴇ ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍ|ʙxʙ|ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴘʀᴇɢ|ᴅᴏᴍ & ꜱᴜʙ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2.2ᴋ

"So, who first?" Jongho toys with the belt in his hand, flashing a wicked smile. His pheromones are intoxicating, sending you both into a frenzy of desire. The anticipation is palpable as you both yearn to be the one to succumb first, eager for him to ravage you relentlessly.

"We both want you…" you murmured, a blush coloring your face.

"Yeah, please." Yeosang chimed in.

Jongho caresses yeosang's waist, the gentle touch giving him goosebumps and moaning for more.

"You, an omega, how dare you to dominate my other omega, huh?"

"No, that's because I'm in my heat…"

"Oh, so you help her? Is that true?Yeosang, I need words."

"Ye…yes."

"It seems you two make friends, huh? You don't need me anymore?"

"No, of course no!"

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, without warning, he plunged straight into yeosang's hole, pushing it as far as it would go, causing him to let out a loud moan.

"Ahh please, jjong! We both need you."

"I know, I know." His tone was teasing, his fingers stroking yeosang's skin back and forth, but not moving.

"Want to be fuck? Y/N?"

"Yes, please."

"Say my name."

"Please, my alpha."

"Good." Jongho's hand slid down, his touch igniting a fire within Yeosang as he caressed him, spreading the pre-cum along his shaft. The gentle strokes sent shivers down Yeosang's spine, causing him to lean back against Jongho's chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Do you dominate her? Hm? Show me how you make love to her," Jongho whispered in Yeosang's ear, his lips brushing against his skin, teasing his sensitive spots. Pressing his chest against Yeosang's back, Jongho pushed him down, guiding him into your warmth.

"Oh fuck!" A simultaneous arch of your backs as Yeosang finally felt the exquisite sensation of being enveloped in heat.

"Fuck her with me," Jongho urged, planting a tender kiss on Yeosang's temple before thrusting deeply. Yeosang followed suit, his movements syncing with Jongho's, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your bodies.

"Ah~fuck~" Moans and cries filled the room as they moved in unison, your passion escalating with each thrust. Jongho's rhythmic movements created a symphony of desire, the sound of your bodies colliding echoing in the air. Yeosang, though not as large as Jongho, brought a different kind of intensity, each stroke sending a jolt of electricity through their bodies.

"Ah, yes, oh, God!" The room filled with the symphony of their pleasure, their voices blending in a chorus of ecstasy. Jongho quickened his pace, the sound of their bodies colliding, mixing with the slaps of flesh, creating a crescendo of desire. His balls slaps yeosang's ass while yeosang's cock keep rubbing your inner walls.

Their bodies move in perfect harmony, the intensity building with each passing moment. Your breasts bounce, cries fill the air, and Yeosang's eyes drink in the sight before him, a tableau of passion and desire.

"Ah!Ah!Ah!" Jongho presses firmly against Yeosang's waist, drawing you both closer as your chests meet, allowing him to penetrate deeper. With each rhythmic thrust, he leans in, creating a powerful motion that resonates through your body. You adjust your position, bending your legs to enhance the sensation, feeling Yeosang's breath on your face as you close your eyes to fully immerse yourself in the experience.

The weight of both men on top of you adds a hint of intensity, making it slightly challenging to catch your breath. You find yourself gasping for air, your throat feeling dry, yet the pleasure overrides any discomfort as your moans escape effortlessly.

"Keep going, jjong!" "Such a slut huh?" He spanks yeosang and leaves a red mark but not painful enough to make him scream. He bites his lips as everything is overwhelming. Your warmth and wetness wraps his cock so well while his hole is being filled with heat and excitement.

Both of their cocks twitch when they thrust so deep and so hard. It feels like Jongho wants to break through the limitations of both of you. Your hands are secured over your head while yeosang tighten with each thrust, the slight pain causing you to close your eyes tightly.

"Hmmm…" "Let me see how you make out." Yeosang listens to Jongho once more and kisses your lips. You open your mouth slightly, letting him slide into your mouth, your tongues rubbing against each other, exploring, licking, and sucking on each other's lips.

"How good you are." Jongho's thrusts grew more intense, eliciting a muffled cry from you that was quickly silenced by his kiss. His hands gripped Yeosang's waist firmly, leaving red marks on his smooth skin as the passion between them escalated.

As your lips parted, a shared scream filled the room, the intensity of your connection echoing off the walls. "Slow down, Jjong!" you managed to gasp, the overwhelming sensations leaving you breathless and dizzy. Yeosang too felt the rush of pleasure building within him, his body trembling as the desire reached its peak, a trail of fluid marking the intensity of the moment. The fluid secreted in his hole overflowed to the point where it slid along his thighs to the ground as his legs were shaking constantly.

"Cum and I'll slow down," Jongho's words are a tantalizing promise, pushing you both to the brink. You both reach climax and Yeosang cums all in your cunt and you juices also cream his cock fully. But it is not the end. With a swift motion, he lifts Yeosang and lays him back on the bed, his lips trailing down his neck in pursuit of his mutual climax.

"Ah~" Yeosang arched his back, wrapping his legs around Jongho, inviting him to delve deeper into their shared passion. The rhythmic motion of Jongho's thrusts reverberate through the room, the bed creaking in time with their fervor. Once more, Jongho's movements intensify, sending a surge of pleasure through Yeosang as he reaches the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"Oh shit!It hurts!" "Hold on, babe." Yeosang's muscles feel like they're being ripped apart, and the pain is unspeakable. Jongho's size grows even bigger, and he keeps pounding into the deepest part of his body. He kisses Yeosang's lips, biting each other fiercely, and there was an atmosphere of passion in the hot kissing scene. Their tongues were wildly entwined, and their kisses were no longer gentle, but filled with desire and fervor.

Not knowing how much time passed, but only knowing that Jongho keeps thrusting wildly, completely emptying the yeosang's body. Once again, he pulls yeosang up and sits him on his lap, stroking his buttocks back and forth. The softness of it makes him desire more, squeezing and stroking it from time to time.

Jongho's huge size is too much for him to bear, but at the same time, yeosang is so excited that every time rubbing and pushing as it sends a tsunami of heat all over his body. He looks at Yeosang's cock with erection and arches a satisfied smile.

"Wanna cum?" "Hmm…" He was already too dizzy to speak.

"Help him, Y/N." You, who have only been watching them and resting, are suddenly brought back to reality. Following his words, you sit obediently behind yeosang and touches Yeosang's slightly hard cock with your cold hand.

"oh fuck! Y/N." His breathing quickens with your movements. It started with your warmth, but now it's your frigid touch that's making him moan. Jongho increased the pace and intensity, and the stimulus simultaneously pushed Yeosang to climax again and cum all on your hand.

The sight of Yeosang climaxing and leaning on his shoulder in a pitiful manner shook Jongho's heart and all the heat rushed to his tip. He makes a hissing sound and after a few thrusts, he cums and leaves his mark on Yeosang's body.

"Good job, my boy. rest first, okay?" he softly strokes through yeosang's hair, tucking a stray strand behind his ear before placing a soft kiss on his forehead. Yeosang nodded and closed his eyes, as if opening them would take all his strength. He lays back on the bed and watches as Jongho shifts to straddle you.

"So, you resting well?"

"Yes, please, I want you."

"How hard do you want me to fuck you?"

"Just fuck me as your doll, jjong." His ego is satisfied by your words and becomes even more strengthened. He lifts your chin and kisses you. Speaking of which,it seems to be the first time you've ever kissed each other. The inexplicable sensation brings tears to your eyes, and you wrap your arms around his neck, letting him take over control, robbing you of your sweetness and air.

He thrust into your cunt mixed with yeosang's sperm, a sensation he'd never felt before and one he was extremely addicted to. Your scent is not only peachy sweet, but also the scent of vanilla. Oh shit, he loves these scents so much. He totally loses control of your scents as he throws his head and thrusts very deep. No words can describe his craziness and speed; there is no gentleness but only raw emotion and endless lust.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!" That's what you can say and in your mind. You have no idea how many times he thrusts and how long the painful feelings take over you. His size seems to have become bigger than last time. You couldn't help but moan loudly to express your excitement and pleasure.

"You take me so well." His dirty words make you so dizzy. You open wide your thighs more to let him can fuck you harder and deeper. Your fingers are gripping the bed sheet and turning white. Your forehead is covered with sweat. The pain of him penetrating your most intimate space is a little too much for you to bear, but it's not as painful as it was before. You let him slam into your depths, pushing both of you further into orgasm.

"Jjong, I can't hold it anymore." "Then cum with me, my girl." These words make your heart erupt like a fountain of emotions, soaking every corner of your body. "AH fuck!" You lift your head when climaxing, but Jongho doesn't stop. The pheromones from both of you have been acting as fuel for his desire. "I can't get enough of you both." He picks you up and places you on top of yeosang, not leaving your genital cavities, and continues to thrust.

"Fuck her with me again, sang. i want to see you cum." jongho murmurs on your chest, dropping crushing kisses on your chest, licking over the hickey that yeosang has marked on you. Yeosang listens to him and carefully presses his cock against yours, feeling like he's going to break through your limits.

Now there is only a thin wall separating their cocks; they can feel each other's thrusts clearly. What a wonderful feeling it is. Jongho can watch you both moaning; Yeosang can feel your warmth wrap around his cock while watching his lover. For you, everything is overwhelming. Their breaths intertwine and their scents fill your nostrils; Jongho's movements are fast and powerful, causing you to groan; Yeosang's thrusts are not rough but the slow in and out teases you in the same way.

"Both of you are so delicious, so perfect for me." Three of you finally lose all of sanity and control in this nonstop and crazy sex. Not knowing when to stop or should I say none of you want to stop. Lust takes over your bodies, desire takes over your mind. Mating, Breeding, and Cumming are the only three things in your mind…

Luckily, the three of you remembered to bring Rocky and Aurora back after five more rounds.

-

Your bond with Yeosang had grown stronger and more comfortable since that day, a change that did not go unnoticed by the rest of the group.

"It looks like you two are getting along better," Yunho observed between bites of his buckwheat noodles. You both shared a smile in response.

"So, what have you been up to together?" San's unexpected question left you two momentarily speechless.

"Umm…just helping each other out when needed!" you replied with a chuckle, trying to steer the conversation back to safer ground. But suddenly, a wave of nausea hit you, causing your food to come rushing back up. You covered your mouth in a panic, trying to contain the unexpected regurgitation.

"Are you okay?" Yeosang asked, his voice laced with concern as he rubbed your back. In a strange turn of events, he too began to feel queasy. Unable to hold it in any longer, both of you rushed to the restroom and vomited, with Jongho following closely behind. He instinctively patted your backs, a gesture of comfort that seemed almost second nature to him.

"Are you two so close that you synchronize even when you're vomiting?" Wooyoung teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh, nothing like that!" you quickly dismissed, trying to downplay the situation. But Jongho's next words caught everyone off guard.

"They just get pregnant at the same time," he said, causing a collective gasp from the group and they almost squirt.

And in that moment, it became clear why your relationship with Yeosang had improved so significantly.

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[kiestrokes]

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

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

SHINee Soft Kinks That Lead to Hard Hours | NSFW

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[yuyusuyu]

blurred lines and lies — kang yeosang, it was you in the beginning and it's you in the end

synopsis. you were always with yeosang, hips stuck together and hands glued to each other. he was all you knew and you were all he knew too for a while, but then you both grew up, one moving at a faster pace than the other. yeosang left you behind to awkwardly navigate the rest of an adventure—high school—without him while he embarked on a new one—college—by himself. the line of being best friends blurred somewhere along the way, and you find yourself crying on the night he promises to be someone else's because you love him. you've always loved kang yeosang ever since the days where he was trying to figure out who he was (an awkward and painful era for any teenager in middle school), loved him ever since his voice began cracking as it's tone deepened, loved him ever since he took you to that stupid and overpriced school dance in middle school despite not liking being in a huge crowd, you loved him ever since he began to become a quiet and reserved man. you hoped to be on the other side of things for once, on the other side of the line of being just best friends with kang yeosang; you realize now that it was stupid of you to ever have that sort of hope. and while you began to calm down, you wonder about what it's like being on the other side of a friendship. you don't know, but you hope to find out as you embark an adventure without him. but you didn't realize what it would it do to you and yeosang, and what it would do to you and choi jongho, your other best friend.

warnings. crying, small displays of affection. if there's anything i should add, let me know!

wc. 2.1 k

reblogs and comments are appreciated! helps with not getting shadowbanned!

“hey, choi jongho! stop fooling around, you punk!” YOU chide the older man that keeps taking long strides past the dining table where you’re currently sat, clicking away with your mouse. jongho merely laughs in response.

“you need to loosen up,” he says, shaking his head. “moonhee says that you need a break because you’re driving yourself crazy.”

“oh, moonhee,” you coo, “she’s such a sweet girl. unfortunately, as much as she's in the right, i can’t take a break. everything needs to be perfect for the opening.”

jongho opens his mouth to comment on something, but you interrupt him, glancing at him. “how is moonhee, by the way?”

“she’s doing great! she just got a promotion,” he gushes, smiling widely. “and last week we went over to busan for our second anniversary. you should head over there sometime: it’s really healing.”

you snort. “you are so in love, jongho. i’m happy for you.”

“thank you,” he says. he takes a seat next to you and wiggles his eyebrows, making you blink in confusion. “so… what’s going on with you and yeosang?”

you turn to look back at your laptop’s screen, feeling embarrassed. clearing your throat, you answer, “he’s been doing well. he also just got a promotion, so we haven’t spoken much because he’s been busy with that and… well, the time difference is also a pain.”

“so that means you two aren’t going to date yet?”

“choi jongho!” you whine, grabbing the nearest item, which happens to be a roll of paper towels, and fling it towards him.

jongho laughs loudly, catching said item before it can even hit him. he places it down on the center of the dining table, leaning towards you. “i’m being serious, though. it’s been five years and you two still haven’t gotten together?”

“he’s busy,” huffing through your nose, you continue to click away. “and i’m busy, too. the timing… it just isn’t right… you need to leave, by the way! wouldn’t want you getting late to your game night ritual with moonhee.”

“right,” jongho stands up, patting your shoulder. “i’m just looking out for you, you know. i don’t want you getting hurt because of him.”

“i’m a big girl now, jjongs. i know what i’m doing.”

he hums. “i would hope so. i’ll see you later, then.”

after fetching his things, jongho leaves you alone in your apartment. you’re doing some finishing touches to the document you’ve been working on when your phone rings. fishing it out from your pocket, you beam at the caller id and accept the video call. yeosang’s face appears on the screen, his tired expression brightening when his eyes land on you.

“yn!” he grins, looking around him quickly. it’s very noisy on his end of the call, and you assume he’s looking for a quiet place to talk to you. “wait, give me a second.” you watch as he walks around, bowing his head occasionally until he lets out a breath of relief.

“okay,” he nods. “now we can talk. how have you been?”

“busy,” you chuckle, “but good. and you?”

he repeats your answer, making you giggle. “i hope you’re not overworking yourself now that you got that promotion you’ve been working so hard for, yeo.”

yeosang smiles, nodding. “don’t worry, i’m not. i’ve accomplished my goal, so now i can rest easy. well… i’ve almost accomplished everything,” he pauses, pouting slightly. “there’s just one more thing i have to do.”

“oh?” with your interest piqued, you tilt your head to the side, a teasing grin on your lips. “and what could that be?”

he shakes his head, laughing. “it’s a surprise. i—” an announcement interrupts him, and you furrow your eyebrows.

“yeosang, what was—”

“i have to go,” he says quickly, “i’ll see you later, okay? take care for me, yn.”

“oh? wait, yeo—”

the call ends. you repeatedly blink down at your phone until another call comes in. you rush to answer it, the caller being your assistant, and walk into one of your rooms. you soon forget about that odd call with yeosang, focused on the opening of your studio set in two days instead.

you’ll just ask him later the next time he calls you.

you fight the urge to wipe your hands on your beige dress, and instead readjust the black coat hanging on your shoulders. your assistant hands over a pair of silver scissors, and you thank her quietly and turn back to face the people who were invited to the opening of your photography studio. you smile at them, seeing a few familiar faces like some of your clients and colleagues from your old job, seeing jongho and moonhee beaming at you and flashing you a thumbs up. it’s a small group of people, but they’re all important to you because they motivated you to follow your dreams of opening up your own photography studio. you turn around and open the scissors, snipping through the red ribbon and watching the satin flutter to the ground.

and then you hear clapping accompanied by the loud beating of your heart. you thank everyone as they take turns to come up to you and hug and congratulate you before looking around at some of your photos that hang on the walls. your lips hurt from how hard you’ve been smiling when it’s jongho's and moonhee's turn. moonhee hugs you while jongho stands behind her, hands in the pockets of his slacks.

“look at you!” moonhee says, pulling back. “you look so pretty, yn!”

“speak for yourself, moonhee,” you giggle. “you look like an angel!”

“oh, stop it,” she flushes in embarrassment and takes a step back into jongho’s side. his arm instinctively wraps around her wait and you tease him, laughing loudly when his face is a bright pink color.

“thank you two for coming,” you hold both of their hands, slightly shaking them. “it means the world to me.”

“you're our best friend,” jongho says. “we wouldn’t miss it for the world, yn.”

with one last hug from each, jongho and moonhee head to mingle with the other guests. you exhale slowly, ready to join them when you stop.

“hi.”

“you… how are you here?” you stare with wide eyes at yeosang, who stands right in front of the entrance to the studio. he’s wearing a white turtleneck paired with black slacks and a black long coat, and he holds a stupidly large bouquet of flowers. “i thought… wait, were you at the airport when you called me?”

he smiles nervously, nodding. “i was… surprise?”

you stutter, feeling overwhelmed by yeosang’s sudden appearance. you stop talking when he walks until he stands in front of you, your breath getting caught in the back of your throat.

“my promotion,” yeosang’s eyes trail all over your face, and one of his hands comes up to gently caress your cheek. you subconsciously lean into his touch, still staring at him. “do you want to know why i worked so hard for it?”

you slowly nod.

“whoever got the promotion would get transferred to the main office here in london. i… i came here because of work—wait, no, that’s wrong, sorry.” you bite the inside of your cheek, amused at how yeosang stutters now, the hand holding your cheek slightly trembling. “i mean, at first it was for work but… i really came here for you. i just… i really hate not being with you, it’s the worst feeling ever. it’s like i can’t breath and i don’t know what to do and—”

“you’re rambling, yeo,” you lift your hand and brush away a few strands of his black hair from his forehead. “how are you… even here? at my studio?”

his neck feels hot from how you’re looking at him with such a lovesick look in your eyes. yeosang takes a deep breath. “you mentioned it once,” he whispers. “back when you first started remodeling the building. you also mentioned that the opening would be tonight not too long ago.”

yeosang looks away from you and at the flowers. “i also promised i’d be there for you no matter what,” he shakes the bouquet slightly, still refusing to look at you. “i’ve missed so many important events in your life for so long… and i hurt you.”

you cup his cheeks when he sniffles, gently turning his head so he could look at you. “yeo, it’s in the past. you’re here now, aren’t you?”

he shakes his head, frowning. “i don’t… i don’t have the right to love you after everything that i put you through.”

your own hands start to tremble in shock. he loves you?

kang yeosang loves you?

“and i’m angry with myself,” yeosang continues, furrowing his brows. “i was so blind to how you felt and blind to my own feelings as well.”

“as well?” you repeat, your voice quiet.

“it was always you,” yeosang says in a hushed voice, barely audible but you hear it loud and clear. it rings in your ears and makes your chest feel warm. “and it will always be you.”

you’re the one that starts crying this time, and yeosang wipes away your tears gently with the hand that still holds your cheek. “you’re the one i wanted back then, the one i want now and tomorrow, forever and always.” his hand falls from your face to hold onto your own that holds his face. “i always think about you.”

“you do?” you ask in between sniffles.

yeosang nods. “always. when we were apart, i missed you. it just feels weird not being next to you all the time… i honestly think i have some separation anxiety when it comes to you,” he lets out a breathy chuckle. “everytime i thought about you, my chest would hurt because i missed you so much.”

your laugh takes him by surprise, and yeosang feels like heart might just jump out from his chest when you suddenly hug him. thankfully, he reacted fast enough to move the bouquet out of the way as he wrapped his arms around your waist as best as he could.

he drops his head onto your shoulder, his nose nuzzling into your skin. “i’m so angry that i love you because you deserve better than whatever mess i am.”

“but there’s no one better than you, yeosang,” you say, your arms holding on tighter around him. “my yeosang.”

“i can’t believe it took you three years to propose to her,” you tease, leaning against the wall as you watch jongho pace around the room. he throws you a harsh glare, to which yeosang raises an eyebrow at him.

“did you just glare at my wife, jongho?”

jongho huffs and looks away. “i didn’t.”

yeosang smiles. “mhm, that’s what i thought.” he wraps an arm around your shoulder, holding you close to him.

you turn your head to look at him. “can you believe that it took jongho three years to propose to moonhee?”

he shakes his head, tilting his head towards jongho and grins. “not at all, my dear wife. it only took me less than a year to propose and get married to you.”

jongho snaps his head over to the two of you when you start laughing. “shut up,” he hisses.

“hey, watch your tone when you speak to my wi—”

the door to the room swings open. you and yeosang flinch, and jongho laughs at the two of you just as san walks in. he points at his cousin. “auntie and uncle want to see you before the ceremony starts.”

after the door clicks shut when san and jongho leave, yeosang steps away from you and holds out his hand. you look at him, huffing through your nose in amusement. “what are you going, yeo?”

“dance with me for a bit,” he shakes his hand, prompting you to take it. yeosang pulls you towards him as soon as you grab his hand, humming a song as you two sway to it. you laugh at him, shaking your head at his antics. yeosang continues to hum, watching your every move.

you pout and look away from him. “why are you looking at me like that?”

“because i love you,” he sings, twirling you around. “you love me too, don’t you?”

“i do,” you respond, coming to a stop and laughing again when yeosang frowns.

“say it the right way, yn.”

“say what the right way, yeo?” you tease, pinching his cheeks.

he only repeats himself, his hands resting on you waist. he steps close to you and presses his forehead against yours. you kiss the corner of his lips, “i love you, yeo. always and forever.”

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BLURRED LINES AND LIES | yuyusuyu 2023

[yuyubeans]

the strongest gummy bear

pairing: jongho x strength

genre: fluff/smut

wc: 115

jjong is so perfect, his pretty tan thighs, squishy cheeks, the way he's so >_<, and his little pout :(

its kinda surprising how strong he is, like hes easily the strongest member, even using his non-dominant hand, but if he had a partner...

manhandle, manhandle, manhandle.

don't get me wrong, this is 100% after you both set out boundaries but good god, after that, he isn't even asking, no "baby, come sit on my lap while we watch a movie", he just moves your pretty hips to his lap, gently pushes your face into his as you kiss, or gently slips his hand under your underwear to grope and rub your hips, I love him OMG

a/n: saw a edit of him saying "if I win (strength compo) the member 'll get sulky" so he used his non-dominant hand and STILL FUCKING WON, like I'm foaming at the mouth omg

© yuyubeans, 2024.

[woojirang]

𓆩♡𓆪 Emotional Baggage - Pt. 1 (P.SH)

Summary: Yeosang had been the love of your life. His sudden passing left you shattered, unable to fathom a future without him. After you reunited with the friend group after 7 months, Seonghwa's feelings for you reignite as he supports you through your loss. Pairing: Park Seonghwa x gn! Reader, (lost lover) Yeosang x gn! Reader Genre: angst, fluff ig, sfw, mini series Warnings: lil fluff here and there but more of reminiscing on what used to be. WC: 1.3K a/n: TINY CHAPTER!! I’ve been getting busy with college but I don’t want anyone to feel like I’ve abandoned this series because I haven’t hehehe, also happy birthday apple jjong!! <333

Series Playlist: [Playlist]

Prologue

flashback

It was a warm spring day. The cherry blossoms began to fall by the window next to the desk where you were fast asleep. As the dismissal bell rang, your eyes fluttered open. Unbeknownst to you, Seonghwa, your seatmate, had been admiring you as you slept. He always had. Seonghwa would protect you from the homeroom teacher’s surveillance, using his hands, papers, books, or whatever he had on the desk to shield you. He cherished your beauty as your eyes shut gradually. Your head was always tilted towards the window, allowing him to take in every detail and trace of your face. Sometimes, his gaze would wander from your face to your hands, and he yearned to hold them, to touch them. The only thing that stopped him was his thoughts. He adored you. He never minded you sleeping during class because it meant you would rely on him more.

“Seonghwa, do you have the math notes today?”

“Seonghwa, how do you say this in Japanese?”

“Seonghwa, please help me study for the next exam!”

At first, Seonghwa’s responses were passive, but eventually, they became more teasing though deep down, he was elated just to be with you, even if it were for only a minute or two.

“Uh-huh.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“I got you.”

“Oh Y/N, what will we do with you?”

“You have to start staying awake, or else you won’t be able to rely on me anymore. I’ll be the one to pass, and you’ll fail.”

Seonghwa was your best friend in high school, always ready to drop everything for you. He knew the world wouldn’t stop, but for you, every ounce of time and effort was worth it. You confided in him about everything. You and Seonghwa were like a key and a lock—inseparable. He was your closest friend, dangerously close. Spending so much time together meant he knew your schedule, your secrets, where you’d go when you ran away from home, your fears, and more.

“Y/N! I called, and you didn’t answer! Don’t you know how dangerous that is—”

Seonghwa stopped himself as he saw you sitting on the swings, tears dripping down your face, contrasting with the usual joy and laughter of children in the playground.

“Hey now…” he trailed off as he walked behind you, gently patting your head and lightly pushing you on the swing. “Wanna talk about it?” he offered, his voice barely above a whisper. You nodded as you wiped your tears.

“My mom and I fought again. We’re always fighting over such petty things. I wish she would just listen to me. I wish I could just run away.”

Seonghwa’s face tensed as he ran his fingers through his hair, conflicted about what to do. Impulsively, he asked you to come home with him. As you both trudged your way to Seonghwa’s house, you suddenly stopped, reflecting on your situation with your mom. Seonghwa noticed you were no longer next to him.

“Y/N?” he called out, turning around to see your melancholic state. You were sobbing. Seonghwa hated seeing you like this, but he was glad you chose to be vulnerable with him. Without a word, he opened his arms and wrapped you in a comforting embrace as you nestled into his chest. You both stood there on the street, enveloped in silence, broken only by your sobs and the occasional sound of passing cars.

Seonghwa knew he could only ever be your best friend. He accepted that because being your best friend meant he was the closest and most special person in your life. The problem was the clear line between being your best friend and being romantically involved. Yes, he knew you inside and out. Yes, he had seen you at your best and your worst. Yes, he could complete your sentences. You could do nothing together and still be completely content.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” he furrowed his brows at you, hands in his pockets, trying to figure out why you were frantically searching around the classroom.

“I swear it was here—Park Seonghwa! What did you do with my earbuds?” you quickly accused him.

“Huh? Why would I take your earbuds? I have my own!” he teased, leaning down and jingling his earbuds in front of you, smiling at your distressed state, which annoyed you.

“Ugh, I guess no music on the way home,” you muttered, slamming yourself down on your seat in frustration.

“Hey… I mean… you could listen along… with me?” He avoided eye contact with you, cringing at himself. Your nose scrunches and lips purse contemplating his offer, and Hwa finds it absolutely adorable. Sure, he didn’t have your playlist, but having music is better than no music.

You maintained a close distance to him as you both walked home with one side of the earbuds in one another’s ear. Seonghwa’s heart pitter-patters so loud, if it weren’t for the music, you would’ve heard it. The way you walked beside him, you were so nonchalant to even realize this guy was panicking and mentally fighting himself constantly. He would steal glances of your face and how cute you looked when you were listening to the music, and your skirt and how it would sway as you moved, and then you’re hand. Oh… you’re hand… it was so close, so close he could hold it. If only he could, and it could come off as nothing. He didn’t want to ruin a good thing.

“Oh?”

 He was startled by your voice. Your pretty voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

“What’s this song?” You asked as you looked up at him with your pretty eyes that marbled in the sun. Those eyes he would go to war for.

“Say Yes”

His heartbeat matched the tempo of the song. Everything he had ever wanted to say to you lay within the lyrics.

“I'm always waiting for you like this

Tell me to just stay

You, say yes

Can you say, can you say

You became my light”

Seonghwa believed that his feelings would erode, but every single day he was with you, he grew less sensible. He had strong urges to stroke your hair, kiss you, and have you in his arms. He wanted to know what it felt like without having to ask for it. 

Seonghwa noticed the shift in your demeanor and came over as the boys continued to play volleyball, concern etched on his face. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked softly, kneeling beside you.

You shook your head, unable to find the words. Instead, you showed him the screen. His mouth formed an “oh” as he slowly wrapped his arms around you, offering silent comfort as you sat quietly in your racing thoughts.

As he held you, the warmth of his embrace contrasted with the emptiness you had been feeling. His presence was calming, his scent a mix of the ocean breeze and something uniquely… Seonghwa. He gently stroked your hair, his touch soothing and tender. "It's okay to feel this way," he noted. "We're all here for you."

You looked up at him, tears brimming in your eyes. His face, framed by the golden light of the setting sun, making his long black locks and brown eyes shimmer. There was something in his compassionate and loving eyes. At that moment, he wasn't just a friend offering comfort; he was someone who genuinely cared, someone who made you feel safe. Even if it was the bare minimum, you were just picking up crumbs of things you missed, such as the touch and reassurance you received from Yeosang. Because of Seonghwa, you realized how touch-starved you became. 

"Thank you, Seonghwa," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, his eyes softening. "Anything for you." he said softly as he pats you on the head. 

Your heart fluttered even through this small gesture. It brings you back to the days when you and Seonghwa were close, but when Yeosang came along, you gradually grew apart. Maybe it’s all a sign to rebuild your friendship with Seonghwa. You needed it, perhaps even deserved it.

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[rosekisspeach]

TAROT READING//Jjong's view on mingkey relationship

Date: 23/Jan/2024 Marker: Jjong's songs Deck of Cards: The Wandering Spirit (spirit, empathy, comfort, consolation)

Notes Upfront:

I don't ask my cards questions that I already have answers;

I don't prey on information I should not know;

I respect their personal lives and;

This is for FUN ONLY.

✦ I want to share with you these little "reading-come-true" moments: Bummie mentioned his grandma on hyeri's talk show, how much he misses her, and described his biggest fear is having no one to love. However I also said that he is facing "setbacks!!" in work, I think you know what I am referring to and I will talk about it more later ✦

In this special reading, please be open-minded about spirits, after-lives, and other non-traditional concepts!!

The deck I am using to chat with Jjong is The Wandering Spirit Tarot. Since I started talking to him, all the cards I got from him are REVERSED (in total of 20 cards!!), but when I ask about other members -> jjong, the cards are normal presenting both upright and reversed. That said, I take reversed cards from jjong only as a proof of connection, and interpreting them the same as the upright meaning.

Time to dance

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Base Card: 10 of Cups & Consulation Bummie: 4 of Coins; Suggestion: Ace of Swords Ming: Hierophant; Suggestion: 3 of Swords Mingkey Relationship: Knight of Swords; Suggestion: Death Mingkey Work: The Hanged Man; Suggestion: Justice

To my surprise, Jjong finds the overall dynamic between ming and bummie healthy and even to some extend, fulfilling. I assumed he'd be more censorious, hehe, but he is in peace and happy about the bond mingkey has built these years. "They got better with each other", is what he is trying to say, and especially at communicating their emotions (10 of Cups) that they can hold and pull each other up when sorrow consumes their tender hearts. It is very beautiful, and I told Laura (twi) that Jjong knew he left a legacy for everyone in this world: the lesson of care, love, empathy. Minho and kibum learnt to round their edges so they can have long conversations in supportive tone to console. Jjong is always watching over them. Even sometimes bummie does not want to approach him, as he complains. Because it is more often bummie comforting ming in warm hugs and soothing words, instead of allowing himself to accept the love from other people.

What Jjong wants to say to Bummie:

"Decide wisely. Take sometime to think through what is more important in your life...because it is not the materials. You know that. It is tough times, and to unlearn a habit that roots in your hard-working moral is not easy. I am always here to help. You should talk to me instead of repressing it to yourself..I am proud of you. And it is also okay to cry, my love."

Besides Jjong's words, I also want to add that bummie should be careful with his physical health: chest pain, joint pain, and headaches caused by insomnia. One of the problems come out of his over-working is insufficient rests. And despite the vitamins and health products bummie is having, he has eating problems (esp Keyland is happening soon and he always limits his appetite before events like such). Grab a good dinner and let out the exhaustion throughout tears after Keyland seem a good option to relax. Both jjong and I believe bummie is able to take good care of himself, but we want him to feel supported all the time. Looking at the ace of swords, I do see that bummie needs to be resilient in balancing his work and personal life. Trying new things while patiently reflecting will be good for him.

And do not blame yourself when mistakes are made, bummie. We cannot be omniscient, nor do we have the power to control everything. Staying silent must feel like suffocating. Embrace them. Embrace and grow.

What Jjong wants to tell Ming:

"Minho ah...listen to heart, but also listen to your brain. I know you find yourself lost in the middle of the sea, and you desperately hold on to stability. We are all on the path of life, what a huge waste if we reach the destination too early? And don't you quibble that you are not addicted to the pain of grieving me. Trust your decision."

!! I am going to share my honest thoughts here, because the same theme appears and appears when I read about ming. The painful memories are thorns that wrapped around ming's ankles, but it isn't because he can not break free, it is because Minho does not want to break free. At this point, there is no good of indulging the pain. The three of swords is commonly showed in the pattern of three swords stabbing into a red heart in Rider system, while it manifests heartbreaking sadness, it also stresses a harmony that comes out the experience. Ming probably does not realize that he builds his stability upon the loss of jjong, and despite how comfortable it must feel to connect with loved ones throughout the shared pain, he needs learn to be at the present (++why bummie wants ming to see him as himself not as a grieving co-dependency partner). I always find it mind-assuring that ming is close with many elder figures, hyungs such as Changmin, because he does indeed need mentors to guide and support him in finding the keys to re-open his heart. Also, I think ming should try/is trying meditation, which is good because he spends so much energy bodily, it must feels unbalanced if the brain is not up to same level use.

Minkey Relationship + Work

let's listen to sweet misery while reading, hehe, I think jjong will also enjoy the song.

나를 이끌어 네게로 Baby please never let go I'm in sweet misery

Okay, in a sum that from Jjong's perspective he does encourage mingkey to try new dynamic so to ease any tension that still remains between them. As I said earlier, I expected jjong to be a little more critical, and here we are, the hyung is expecting MORE. He does have something to say about the status quo bummie is keeping, because he knows that hurts ming (looking the gestures between the girl and the skeleton in knights of swords) and ming is just being polite not showing how hurt he is. Do notice that sometimes ming jokes about bummie being the meanest person in the world, and he tries to retort helplessly in venerable tone.

Be gentle with ming, bummie. You gotta know that Minho sometimes feel small in front of you, even with that 5.9 and bodybuilding champion figure. Gives him a chance to make decisions in your relationship so you can let out the breathe you have been holding. Give him some trust. And be proactive with bummie, ming. Bummie needs space, respect, and most importantly, trust. Making bummie to understand how much you trust his decision, and how much he could trust you. I mean...you overcome so many difficulties, try apply this mindset when you are with bummie more because a little part of bummie just waits for you to take the lead. Take his hands and walk out of the sweet misery.

If we compare the patterns between now (base card: ten of cups) and what jjong expects (the death card). We can see that the girl who is hugging the skeleton is now hugged by the skeleton. It indeed shows that why jjong wants they to break the status quo because ming is then able to better show his support, that their dynamic changes and "bummie retrieving from support" would switch to them "mutual supporting". It is better because they do not need to knee, as to compromise in bonding, but finding the right angle to cuddle comfortably.

As forJjong's suggestion about mingkey's works...before I delve into the reading, both Laura and I pulled out the hanged man card (mine before the M@donald promotion and hers afterwards) . I am deeply concern about bummie. I understand the situation must have brought frustration and anger to many, and I hope to comfort you in peaceful words. As I typed here the textbook reading of the hanged man here:

"Face the current situation with calm and serenity. Acknowledge reality is not what was expected and quietly reflect, Doing this brings a calm mind, the removal of anxiety and fear, and clear grasping of the situation. "

I hope to comfort you a little, despite it is so hard to sleep in knowing the pain, loss, and evilness. I guess it is what jjong will also suggest. Be compassionated, empathize, and always search for love.

From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

Both mingkey needs to balanced out their personal and working lives, especially in making correct decisions regarding what type of jobs they should be working on. Ming in praticular, has to be careful with jobs that 1) forbids him from seeing and expressing who he really is, 2) holds back him from exploring his potentials, and 3) physically too dangerous or challenging. In bummie's case, jjong has said enough about deciding between materials and spiritual, taking more rests and reflection are also important. However, I have to stress again that over-working also blinds bummie from deep connection, and the possibility to better bond with ming. I truly hope they will have some conversations after Keyland that ming can support bummie since jinki is resting and bummie cannot ask taem, a dongsaeng, to tell him everything is going to be ok.

and I miss you so much, it is so nice to chat, jjong.

-over-

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[buckybvrnes]

Hi!!

For the kpop ask game numbers 3, 4 and 16

Hope you're having a good day (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Hey!!! Thank you for the ask :D

3. How old were you when you first got into Kpop?

Okay so it was in 2020 during Covid and I was 22. Sometimes I'm sad I didn't get into it sooner because I feel like I missed out on so muchhhh but then again now I get to watch hours upon hours of content to catch up and at least my faves are still active!

4. What song(s) took you a while to warm up to?

Love Phobia by Onew took me a while, I listened to it the first time and wasn't immediately sold somehow. But after hearing it more I think I somehow suddenly 'understood' the song? And now it's one of my favourites!

....And I think every Shawol experienced this but SHINee's Ring Ding Dong XD. At first I was like what the heck is this. But now I just love it. It's so iconic. I am genuinly unironically vibing to it these days. Just Jjongs voice in the beginning coming in unannounced with BABYYYYYY ... you know how it is LOL

16. Which concepts do you love?

Okay so I don't know if this refers to photoshoot concepts or songs but I honestly think it's the same for both. Usually I like the fierce/dark concepts more. For example, BTS Black Swan and Fake Love styling and SHINee Lucifer and Obsession song.

In black swan, them sprouting wings?! The lyrics of the song, the setting of the music video like woah. And in fake love especially the choreography and the outfits.

Also Onew had different concepts for his Circle album photoshoot and one of the concepts was 'Ocean' and these pictures, I just love them so much. Like woah, just look at him??

Thinking a little more about the concepts I love, I guess I like the emo songs and the emo concepts the most? hahahahha I mean I am part of the popunk/emo music to kpop pipeline so there we have it I guess LOL.

Also honorable mention goes out to whatever the fuck Key was up to in his Gasoline album concept because WOW I loved it. Some typa witch doctor stranger things type of stuff. He also combines it really well with a retro vibe which I LOVE. Anyways, this is the one I'm talking about:

Okay that was a really long answer I hope I'm making sense, thank you for coming to my TED talk it was a blast.

[gaykey]

it just hit me that Jonghyun was definitely the glue holding the group together, he was close to every single member, like the youngest three idolized him so much, they literally put him on a pedestal and then Onew was always the one with the same-level understanding with him. It just hit me that he was so young, and it's a wonder that the shared trauma between the members didn't left worse scars (and still we know that at least Taemin and Onew have been having struggles even though they haven't ever shared anything). I wonder how much different things would be if 12/18 never happened

it's a non-issue but i've always wondered why Jinki and Taemin never felt like sharing something, maybe they really were the ones who took it the hardest.

these are two are kinda related, so i'm replying to both.

i wanna address something first in regards to jinki & taemin here, because it gets brought up a lot, and these messages reminded me of it - i'm not saying this is what either of you are saying or not saying, but how much or how little they share isn't an indication of how they grieve, or who took it hardest y'know? like - we don't exactly know what scars were left, (same with kibum, minho, and anyone who know jonghyun) and we have no right to. we can't make any asssumptions on their personal feelings about jjong's passing, other than, it was obviously very tough on them.

again, i'm not saying this is what you are saying, but i've seen so many opinions flying around over the years about this because minkey choose to express themselves in a certain way on jonghyun's anniversaries, whilst ontae don't. i don't think we shpuld pass comment on that tbh.

and first anon, yeah jonghyun was their center, and he was such a vibrant and loving person, that really brought them together.

and of course yeah - i think a lot about what things would be like jf he was still here. i think that's inevitable with every new change shinee goes through.

[ohmuqueen]

Bias Tag Game

Tagged by: @foxpuppylove thank you so much!! I love tag games but I’ve lost (aka buried in my likes) many of the older ones I was tagged in so I’m super excited to do these, always! 💕

Tagging: @bakailikeyu, @miracleminho, @aquaxalien, @taeminbrainrot, @flowerlee, @bleshilegend, @menofkpop, @atlantis-area, @ultrakdramamama, @emily-lol, @fireworksgalaxy

As always: no pressure; if this isn't your thing, feel free to just ignore ♥

Bias list: I had to include all members of SHINee, mostly because I want to answer questions about them because I know them better than any other idols. The rest are really arbitrary, I am not good at following a lot of groups, but these are the idols I definitely admire the most and the most consistently (as much as I’m capable of with so few waking hours in the day);

So, in no particular order:

Taemin

Jonghyun

Key

Minho

Onew

Seulgi (Red Velvet)

Baekhyun (EXO)

Chaewon (Le Sserafim)

Sua (Dreamcatcher)

Ten (NCT/Wayv) (Tehe he’s number ten on a group of ten)

Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

Baekhyun, because I stanned SuperM before I became a shawol.

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

Jjong - his music, his words, just everything he's done has gotten me through a lot.

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

Taeminnie - oh gosh, idk what I'd want to do, nothing special really. Just relax with him I guess, chat and eat a meal together. Ask him about his work and ideas for future projects. Play and cuddle with his cats. (Wouldn't object to drinking with him if he was up for it - especially while watching a horror movie. I don't enjoy horror movies but I'd want to see which one he'd pick out to watch with someone.) Aaaand if this day included watching him practice dancing or recording his music I wouldn't be opposed...

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

Her smile! I mean, everything about her face lol. She's extremely beautiful to me.

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

I don't know Seulgi's personality well, but I loved what she did with her first solo album, so I suppose I can say her execution with her art. She has a unique style (really my ideal for a female idol) that I hope we see more of!

6. If you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?

Again, I don't know this idol's personality well either, but if I could tell Chaewon something I would say she's doing amazing, to eat well, rest well, and take time to have fun! Because honestly every idol is overworked and deserves more breaks.

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

Jjong's! I love his style the most, I just think he is so cool.

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

Hmm, I'm not fashion savvy like Key, but I do miss the high fashion I've seen him wear at the airport in the past (like 2015-2017? ish? my babywol brain can't give you more specifics). I can't say a specific style, but I guess I like the more flashy clothes. Like this for example. Or this outfit from 151130 (I spent an embarrassingly long time looking for this lol)

Also multi-colored hair! Like he had during Odd era or RDD era. IDK how many times that RDD hair changed colors but I loved them all.

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

Oh definitely Onew. (I'm 5'1", or 154 cm)

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

I don't really have a preference, it depends on my mood for the day. I have been listening to more NCT lately, but I like both of these groups' music for my workouts especially (groups like NCT, Dreamcatcher, EXO, KARD, and of course SHINee I love playing for my workouts).

[onlyjaeyun]

CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP AT CHAPTER 15 😭😭😭😭😭 i’m so emotionally attached to sb!jjong and y/n bcos pls PLS just yourselves be taken care of … you’re both there and you both need it 😭😭😭 the soft touches n everything i’m gonna YELL. i would love to say that that made me feel an embarrassing amount of comfort 😭😭 but we roll jjong we were so close I WANNA PULL APART UR BRAIN WHY R U LIKE THIS ???

waiting for gigi and minnie’s reaction 🤭🤭 is y/n even gonna tell them ?? i just know sunghoon’s like me and he’s at his LIMIT with these two

anyway putting jjong in a black shirt n sweats n glasses was so 🫡🫡🫡🫡 he always looks so soft when he’s barefaced and his hair is fluffed up i’m gonna fold

welcome back baby i missed you so <3

- 🐈‍⬛

you know me baby, i had to make y'all get comfortable before breaking your hearts 💀💀💀 and yes, she's absolutely gonna tell the girls as well as nayeonie and once hopnie noticed how those two losers are back to day one he's gonna start asking questions and find out as well so that's gonna be fun 🤭🤭🤭🤭 thank you baby, i hope you've been doing well!🥺🤍

[abodgre]

the thing that drives me a little bit crazy is that we know about jjong's tastes because he was always very obvious with it, but that can't be said about Taemin. He doesn't flirt, doesn't talk about men or women like that, most of his songs and concepts that are sexual in nature tend to be in a self-centered way (likely because his fanbase doesn't react well to him with women, so he does it with himself), but even so it's hard to gauge solely by his work output because we can't know for sure how much input he himself has over it — as much as everyone loves guilty, I'm pretty sure in his first interviews about the, then upcoming, comeback he said he didn't participate in the preparation for it.

The one thing we have... is internet war? and only the first two performances, because in one of them you can kind of see he got hard, even if it's not 100% certainty, the fact that apart from that first weekend, he always made sure to keep his hip very far away from jjong's is telling in that sense. Jongtae lives in my brain partially because we simply don't know if taem was attracted to jjong, while the opposite is very, very easily observed. I'm inclined to believe that, if he is into men at all, he would be attracted to him, because who wouldn't, but I know that's not how it works.

Yet, just there isn't enough stuff about him liking men (or women for that matter). If I recall correctly most of the presumption that he's gay comes just from his gender expression and having done wgm. Compare that to jaejoong or jjong, the little thots that they were, constantly flirting with men (or straight up kissing some, in both cases), the lack of Taemin's sexuality (in the broader sense of interest in sex) stuff apart from his idol work is almost frustrating. How this guy talks about Bataille’s Erotism while managing to avoid imputing his own sexuality in his work so completely is crazy.

Anyway, long winded way to say Taem is a mystery to me.

[yuyusuyu]

blurred lines and lies — 06. the blurred line

synopsis. you were always with yeosang, hips stuck together and hands glued to each other. he was all you knew and you were all he knew too for a while, but then you both grew up, one moving at a faster pace than the other. yeosang left you behind to awkwardly navigate the rest of an adventure—high school—without him while he embarked on a new one—college—by himself. the line of being best friends blurred somewhere along the way, and you find yourself crying on the night he promises to be someone else's because you love him. you've always loved kang yeosang ever since the days where he was trying to figure out who he was (an awkward and painful era for any teenager in middle school), loved him ever since his voice began cracking as it's tone deepened, loved him ever since he took you to that stupid and overpriced school dance in middle school despite not liking being in a huge crowd, you loved him ever since he began to become a quiet and reserved man. you hoped to be on the other side of things for once, on the other side of the line of being just best friends with kang yeosang; you realize now that it was stupid of you to ever have that sort of hope. and while you began to calm down, you wonder about what it's like being on the other side of a friendship. you don't know, but you hope to find out as you embark an adventure without him. but you didn't realize what it would it do to you and yeosang, and what it would do to you and choi jongho, your other best friend.

warnings. alcohol consumption, mentions of feeling sick (throwing up but nothing happens), jealousy. if there's anything i should add, let me know!

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SARANG looks at you, eyes gleaming in mischief as she swirls her wine glass, lips tugged upwards in a teasing smile. “so,” she drawls. “yn, my adorable friend.”

“yes?” you sing, grinning as you take a sip from your glass, the wine going down your throat smoothly. you make a mental note to ask san later about where he got this wine because it is so good, and it would be a good one to drink with jongho on one of your lazy nights in his apartment.

“how are things going with jongho?”

at the mention of your best friend’s name, you brighten up and beam at the bride. “perfect, as always!” your grin softens and you look down at the contents of your wine glass, tilting it back and forth and watching the red wine swish around. “i’m thankful for him. i really, really, really am glad that i was able to meet and befriend him.” pausing, you chuckle and shake your head, taking another sip of wine before continuing. “he’s helped me become a better person and convinced me to pursue my dreams. he helped convince my parents to let me pursue photography and in letting me go abroad.”

sarang hums. “san told me about that.”

you nod. “jongho is such an amazing person. i’ve always felt comfortable around him. he’s like my haven no matter where we go. i’m horrible at taking care of myself and he knows that, so he always travels with me when football season is over.”

“oh, your photos in the new edition were marvelous,” sarang pipes up, grinning. “you always outdo yourself every time, yn.”

“thank you.” you laugh, feeling giddy after receiving the compliment. “jjongs says the same.”

“i know,” sarang says.

your tone softens at your next words as you throw your head back, eyes closed. “i honestly wouldn’t have made it here without jongho. he’s so important to me… he’s like a puzzle piece in my life that no matter what happens or what shape my life becomes, even if his puzzle piece can’t fit, i’ll just force it in and super glue him to the pieces of my life because… i can’t see a future where he’s not in it. no matter what, even if i’m married and old, jongho will always be there. he’s been there for me. always.”

“actually, my husband was always there for you.” younghee says, glancing at you. “but i guess you’re right since he hasn’t been there in… recent times.”

you ignore younghee’s words as does sarang. the bride giggles. “it sounds like you’re in love with jongho, yn.”

“what?” you screech, immediately sitting back up to face your friend. you groan, whiplash hitting you from how fast you whipped your head to look at sarang. as you cradle your head, younghee smiles.

“looks like you finally found another best friend besides yeosang.” younghee closes her eyes. “i’m happy for you.”

you huff in amusement, smiling at her and leaning back into your chair. “well, yeosang and i decided to rekindle our friendship.” you open an eye to peek at younghee, almost laughing at her expression. “it honestly feels like the pause we put on it was never there to begin with.”

younghee stares at you, shocked. “you guys… what?”

“so,” says san, smirking as he folds his arms over his chest and leans back into the couch. “how has yn been?”

out of instinct, yeosang opens his mouth to reply but gets beaten to it by jongho.

“she’s doing great, actually.” jongho says, taking a shot and placing the small glass cup on the table. “she’s thriving and she made a name for herself in the industry, and i couldn’t be prouder of her. she deserves all of this and more.” he scrunches his nose as he grabs the bottle of tequila and pours himself another shot. “we’re happy to be back for a bit before going back.”

“a bit?” yeosang asks, leaning forwards in his seat. “before going back?”

jongho nods, drowning his shot glass before pushing it away, stretching his arms over his heads. san laughs at the confused expression on yeosang’s face. “you know that yn and jongho went abroad for college, right?”

yeosang slowly nods.

“and you know about how they transferred over after a semester, right?”

actually, he didn’t know that, but he nods once more.

“well,” san says. “they liked it so much over in london that they moved there after graduating. this is the first time they’ve visited since moving there four years ago.”

jongho hums. “yup,” he says. “we’ll be going back a week after the wedding.”

“oh.”

yeosang feels sick to his stomach. he feels like he just got his heart ripped out and stomped on. you moved to london, permanently, and this is the first time you’ve visited in four years after you moved there.

with jongho.

the information makes him dizzy. he just got you back, and he doesn’t want to lose you. the thought of losing you once more makes his heart ache in pain, makes it bleed and clench in fear of going through the pain of watching you leave him a second time. 

he can’t lose you.

he can’t lose a piece of himself once more.

not again.

not ever.

and not to jongho.

“so, when are you planning on confessing to her, hm?” san raises a brow at his cousin.

yeosang immediately snaps out of his head, turning his head to look at jongho with narrowed eyes. it doesn’t matter if he hasn’t talked to you in four years, because after all this time, he just wants what’s best for you.

he always will.

jongho smiles. “i hope to make my move when we return to london,” he says.

the long-haired male slumps down in his seat and stares up at the ceiling, blinking.

return to london.

yeosang hopes you don’t go back.

because he really can’t bear to lose you again. and to jongho… again.

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BLURRED LINES AND LIES | yuyusuyu 2023

[hwaightme]

HGJKSGHjd tags were NOT cooperating with me so i needed to slash them with a lightsaber

MAYHAPS INDEED our ponderings literally were stuck in my head and they still are because it is just... so DANG CUTE

*it is the scorpio aesthetic KJHFKSDjh;gJKDGS* oh he would be so smug, the definition of smug in fact~

hwa = handsome caring nerd and *clears throat* "tHaT'S WhAT MAKEs Him BEAUTIFUUUUUUUUUUL" (i swear his weapons as of late are either black tank top or black turtleneck and i am rather unstable because of both, he looks so HANDSOME)

*i just thought of the but can you do THIS gaming chair thing and just am imagining yunho doing that and am now GIGGLY*

*30 minutes of silent meeting listening*.... yeo: "seventeen minutes ago that guy said the same thing and it is still wrong is he okay?"

san hugs always>>>> (he is one versatile man *sirens pass*)

mingi is precious boi and when he is discussing things in depth and detail the heart melts so fast

woo is the ultimate plus one to any work party because he will collect ALL the tea - you suddenly know enough about the whole office to probably become a billionaire if you were to be interested in blackmail

*cue jongho singing 'everything' i-* he really has this soothing energy that is unlike anything else... precious precious jjong ;~; <33

those TAGS *why yes i think this is our 2024 goal we are just girlies tryna survive out here pleaSe*

i love you so so much <3 always <3 the BIGGEST HUGS TO YOU <3

bf!ateez when you are working from home

CONTAINS SPICY HCs, MINORS DNI FOR TEEZER'S SAKE

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⚫ pairing: bf!ateez x gn!afab!reader ⚫ genre: headcanons, fluff, smut, established long-term relationships ⚫ summary: what happens when you and your boyfriend are both at home? are you working hard, or hardly working? here are some bulletpoint hcs to explore~ ⚫ wordcount: 5.6k total ⚫ warnings/tags: not edited, purposeful lowercase, reader wears a skirt in some hcs, hybrid working, working from home, implied but not explicit idol!ateez, assumed couples living together, reader implied to have a corporate job ⚫ taglist: at the bottom of the hcs ⚫ a/n: the mind works in mysterious ways and lets some ponderings escape... wishing you all love, hope you enjoy and if you do, leave a comment a reblog, a kind message. much love~

⚫ nsfw-tags include but are not limited to: dom-lean!ateez, edging, cockwarming, mutual masturbation, cunnilingus, fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap it UP), creampie, rough sex, possessive sex, light breath play, light exhibitionism kink, marking, pet names like sweetheart/darling, praise kink, sensory play - blindfold

hongjoong

safe

would low(high)key be terrified of walking into the same room as you in the beginning, especially if your job involves having a lot of meetings

respects your space, both physical and mental, and totally gets those moments when you appear to be zoned out while making coffee in the kitchen when you are actually just thinking

eventually you point out that he is completely free to use the same space and that it will be less lonely, and you best believe you will now have a full home office

either a shared desk or two different desks or hongjoong having his own creative version of a desk aka a couch

earphones/headphones in/on and dead silence for hours, just clicking away

occasional glances above laptop/computer screens just to exchange a smile or two or a quick word of encouragement

if you have a particularly tense meeting, as soon as you end the call he is taking his headphones off and asking what happened

you end up analysing the situation with hongjoong and manage to step away from the situation emotionally, both to cool off and to make a sound conclusion

you essentially now have hongjoong as your colleague, because you share your breaks, your lunchtimes, office gossip, and both of you could not be happier

since both you and hongjoong are quite career-driven, being able to spend time together while working ended up making you two closer, and now you are cemented as a power couple unit

he is still terrified of going behind you when you have your camera on though - unless he hears somebody being extra friendly, then suddenly something located behind you is extra interesting and he needs to retrieve it immediately

spicy

idle chatter that is lasting way too long - a colleague from another team who has been bothering you a little too much is getting on your last nerve. not because they don't do the work, but because of how obviously they are hitting on you; you almost roll your eyes, and when the right moment arrives, do not hesitate to land the blow of: "oh yeah, my boyfriend would love that, i should tell him about it"

and boy, hongjoong was already on high alert and now he would be lying if he were to say he is not enjoying the show; but his initial victorious grin transforms into curiosity as you stand up from your chair and walk towards him, prompting him to push his own chair back

without a single pause you step over and straddle hongjoong, sitting flush against him. his hands ghost over your hips before gripping onto them to encourage you to sit even closer

"i think i need to stop hiding the marks so that they get the point" - is all it took to have hongjoong silence you with a kiss and have you roll your hips over him

he starts to grind into you until you feel his bulge pressing against you, and muffles a sudden groan by latching onto your neck, kissing and sucking on a particularly sensitive spot that leaves you breathless until he is sure that it will leave a blooming spot of blue and purple, and that is only the start

your skin is his, your moans are his, and he loves nothing more than to hear you say his name and that you belong to him; something about you mentioning him explicitly to a colleague has him feeling more clingy than usual, and he expresses it by simply giving into his emotions

he whispers sweet nothings to you, scrambles to help you with your trousers as you undress and takes off his own; you glide your wet folds over his cock just barely containing yourself thanks to hongjoong's arms supporting your thighs, nails digging into them as his tip teases your entrance

soon enough he cannot take it anymore and sinks you onto his length while lightly biting your neck and leaving another hickey

you take your time, drunk in love, with hongjoong more than happy to show everyone that you are taken, and that you are his and he is yours

seonghwa

safe

the epitome of attentiveness and care - since it is his day off, and it just so happens that you are staying to work from home, he makes it a point to work around your routine; wake up with you, get ready, have breakfast

before you log in he leans closer to you, fingers grazing your jawline, and wishes you a fantastic day at work like he would if you were going to the office; and then leave you with a soft kiss

if you think he is gone until lunch time? think again. he is back, and back with a snack. he made you strawberries and put the cute lightsaber shaped pick into one of them so that you can eat them without getting your hands dirty

other than that, he keeps his interferences to a minimum and instead helps out by doing other things around the house that you are currently unable to do, just occasionally checking on you because he knows just how much it helps to have someone there to cheer you on, and he wants to be your number one cheerleader

if you are having a stressful day, he wordlessly helps you clean up your desk, and whispers to you that you are doing really well and are so strong for powering through; has a tendency to speak in a softer voice while you are working, maybe in part because he can see how your brows are furrowed, or maybe because you dragged him towards you by the arm and held onto him for a little while

you are not having a single meeting during your lunch break and that is that, end of story; he made you your favourite and you will just have to deal with the additional sprinkles of love he put in there

if you want to talk about your day he will launch into asking about all of the little details, super attentive to all you have to say, his eyes wide and glinting as he takes in the information

loves nothing more than to listen to you talk about your passions, about your work about the dedication and effort you put into doing what you do. he believes in always trying, and you are the embodiment of it; by doing what you do, you inspire him to, and he falls deeper and deeper in love with you

after a busy day he waits for you to change, and then drags you onto the sofa in the living room and throws a blanket over the two of you, because it is time to simply exist and melt into each other

spicy

seonghwa was innocently making you want to crawl up walls; all smiles, cute encouragements, while looking like sin itself in a tank top that left little to the imagination, highlighting his impeccable sunkissed skin, his toned arms, and is a little too easy to take off

unfortunately for you, seonghwa knew what he was doing, of course he did; he knows what buttons to press and how to get you riled up just enough to melt under his touch

it starts simple, loving, with his hand travelling down your body, drawing circles on the small of your back

your head is pressed against his chest, listening to his breathing and heartbeat, consumed by his presence. there is nothing in your world except comfort, and the sensation rising within you as seonghwa encourages you to push yourself a little further up and starts to trail kisses down your neck

he pauses as soon as a delighted sigh escapes you, suppressing a chuckle, "is my baby enjoying this?"; and once you mumble a yes, he does not hesitate to continue, echoing each feverish peck with praise of "you have no idea what you do to me when you are in those meetings, love", "you sound so incredible, so professional, so powerful-"

he gently guides you to lie down onto the couch and hovers above you, his ponytail keeping his impeccable long locks from concealing his face; he does not hesitate to pull down your bottoms and panties, two fingers starting to tease your clit until you whine, desperate to have him fill you up, "-and so sweet to me, aren't you? are you going to be good for me?"

it brings seonghwa unimaginable pleasure to see every bit of that work ethic and professionalism leave your body, and it is all because of him, and you do it only for him

he takes his time, fingers pumping into your sopping heat. when he feels that familiar trembling in your legs, he lowers himself to tease your abused clit until you are nothing but a mess for him

when you spill over the edge, he does not hesitate to swallow your whimpers with a long kiss turned extensive make out, tongue gliding into your mouth

it is not long before he has your legs over his shoulders and is driving his length into you so slowly and sensually that you are seeing stars and practically begging for him

and who is he to not help his love relax?

so he picks up his pace, thrusting into you with pent up desire to ruin you and in a deep, raspy voice growling how well you take him

your hand clasp over his neck, pulling seonghwa closer, and the way you are losing yourself is what brings him ever so close to his climax

how your eyes roll back before they close, how you are crying out his name, how your walls clench around him as he continues to pound into you

oh, how perfect you are, and how perfect it is that you chose to work from home

yunho

safe

as soon as you told yunho that you are working hybrid he was looking up the highest speed internet available for installation

because finally there is an even stronger reason and he can live his e-sports dreams together with you living your career dreams

so now you casually have industry level speeds in your home and the happiest man alive

gives you his gaming chair because he saw you being uncomfortable once, and speaking of, if you are not in a meeting he would walk over to you to give you a quick shoulder massage, whispering that you are doing great and that he is very proud of you

would never show you but his recent favourite thing to look at online is couple computer set ups (you saw it anyways when yunho stepped away from his desk to go get a soda and you were walking past)

so at the first opportunity you present him with matching ergonomic mouse pads - and that is how you find yourself having to keep your camera off because this man is still hugging you and staring at the gift

he is the type to try to make you laugh when you are down, energise you when you are tired, give you reassurance when you are upset and celebrate every success with you. sometimes you genuinely think that he can sense everything through every wall

actually, maybe across the entire city because one time when he came back from grocery shopping and took one look at you his first words were "did your coworker drain you again?" knowing exactly how you were feeling

he is always there for you with open arms, and ready for a conversation about mood lighting because "imagine having the coolest backdrop out of all of your colleagues"

spicy

you block out your schedule, hit 'do not disturb' and sit, waiting, because you have ideas, and those ideas involve a certain jeong yunho who, after the impromptu massage he had given you has left you feeling a certain way

so when he walks into your office and you motion for him to come closer, you are quick to stand up and make him sit down onto the chair in your place, enjoying his momentary confusion before he sees that familiar lust in your eyes

"need another massage?" he knows that's not what you are looking for, but cracks the joke anyway, a smirk tugging on his lips as you palm him through his joggers, sighing in contentment when yunho places a hand on the nape of your neck and returns your burning gaze

it does not take long before you are on your knees in front of yunho and he is guiding you up and down his length with a strong hand, fingers tangled in your hair

makes the most beautiful, airy sounds, and his favourite thing to hear in return are your satisfied hums as you take more and more of him while desperately seeking release with your own hand

but that won't do - he whispers for you to get up, and guides you to sit on his cock, back against his broad chest. but he does not let you move, instead relishing in the sensation of how you wrap around him and how you whimper for him

encourages you, maybe even dares you to check on how work is doing while you are aching for movement; you only manage a few clicks before trying to rise from his lap to indulge in the fullness

"you want me so bad that you can't even work anymore, sweetheart?" does not give you a chance to answer, since he is now bending you over the desk, one hand around your throat both for stability and because he can feel just how you tremble with pleasure because of it

thrusts into you with loving aggression, and when he realises that you are trying to hide your cries moves to push his fingers into your mouth, praise flying from his lips as soon as your ecstasy starts to resonate across the room

loves nothing more than to wrap an arm around your waist and embrace you as you reach your highs, shutting his eyes so that the only thing that surrounds him is you

yeosang

safe

decides to become a ghost if he is at home and you are working, because what if he ruins your concentration or messes something up, what then

no sound just a yeosang floating around until, during a break, you catch him and mumble a quick 'i miss you' followed by a peck on his cheek

needless to say that was taken as a green light for him to occasionally pop by your home office and give you heart-melting smiles because look at you go!!!! achieving!!!! and doing cool things!!

if he is in the room during a call and someone says something outlandish, you already know you should be ready to turn your camera off because yeosang will drop the most spectacular roast of all time then and there

and he does, without batting an eye. it just makes sense to him; you literally cannot see the coworker in the same light again because yeosang's commentary wrecked the initial impression so beautifully

if he wants a little bit more attention, however, he knows exactly how to get it, and that is by "suddenly" deciding to turn the living room into a home gym. well, it already had some equipment (thanks to you not just gym equipment but actually tasteful interior design EXCUSE ME) so why not use it?

good luck trying to get back to work after you walk out to grab a snack and are faced with a greek deity just out here perfectly sculpted looking ethereal and saying your name so sweetly-

spicy

extended lunch breaks are needed sometimes, especially when your boyfriend saunters towards you and makes you walk backwards until you almost hit the wall, not doing so only because yeosang's hand snakes behind your head beforehand.

with a light tug on your hair he is pulling you towards him into a heated kiss, enjoying just how pliable you are in his hands. he does not need to tell you to hop up so that he can have you hooked around his waist, he just needs to tap you on your side

you are harmonious, moving together as he carries you to the dining table and as soon as he sets you down his lips are all over you - on your cheeks, your neck, your collarbones, your shoulders - he needs all of you

but even in the heated rush, he pauses to lift his head and ask if you are comfortable, "i can carry you to the bedroom-" "i want you now, yeo" "oh"; your tone drives him wild, and he is right back to exploring you

if you compliment him, he is putty in your hands, nipping at your ear when you whisper just how spectacular he looks, how desirable, and how lucky you feel - hides his face in the crook of your neck, rising back only when he feels your hand tug at the drawstrings of his bottoms and realises that you have slipped out of your trousers and are impatiently waiting

adores when you stare at him as if you are seeing him for the first time, needy and in love, and takes his time to fist his length before sliding it over your slick folds

both arms are hooked around your thighs, and you end up falling back onto the table as yeo speeds up, the sound of skin slapping against skin and you repeating 'please' aimlessly like a mantra only spurring him on

very focused on the fact that you still have a shirt on - the formalwear combined with the passionate act being what eventually takes him over the edge

makes a note for himself to work out while you are working from home more often, and is suddenly very curious about office attire

san

safe

"HELLO YOU ARE DOING GREAT YOU ARE THE BEST I LOVE YOU" proceeds to shut the door as if he did not just yell at the top of his voice and startle you

san is here like a whole marching band cheering for you - you normally were at the office, but your company announced trying to experiment with hybrid working and san was so on board

because finally there could be more days where you could spend 'ordinary' time together, as he had told you; what does that mean? waking up together, eating breakfast together, chatting together while sitting in the same room, just walking around the same apartment for longer than a couple of hours and having the ability to stop one another for a hug

he just wants to be domestic with you and sees you working from home as the perfect opportunity for it. you are away from your desk? hug. you popped out to get some tea, coffee or water? he is not letting you get back to work until you give him a sweet, loving kiss (and then proceeds to waddle right behind you with his arms wrapped around your middle)

on a couple of occasions your coworkers asked "who is that singing in the background" because san does hold concerts on occasion - well-meaning, of course, but damn are they loud. you don't mind it, in fact you take out your earphones when it happens because yes that's your man and he is lovely

he peeks into your office right after too, and you like to pretend to be irritated but that melts away so quickly, and you pause what you are doing to walk over to him and be wrapped up in his arms

spicy

while you are in a bigger conference, listening in with your camera and microphone off he approaches you, a little idea having crawled into his mind and not leaving him until he brings it to reality

"i miss you" "i am right here, san-" "i need you"

almost lifts you out of that chair when you don't stand up fast enough; someone is babbling away on the call and he could not care less, leading you further from the desk to somewhere, anywhere

that sliver of a chance that a mic could be turned on, that someone could see something that they shouldn't makes him intensely more desiring of you, and he follows his instincts to pin you against the wall, his leg spreading yours apart, thigh making your short skirt ride up to reveal your panties

when you ask for him to touch you, he makes you repeat yourself at least twice, pleased at how much of a "pretty ruin" you are willing to turn into for him

cannot hold back - he thinks he can, but he rapidly loses himself in the sensation of you clenching around his digits, and turns downright animalistic

grinding against you, leaving passionate, messy lovebites, kisses all over you because you are simply so beautiful that he wants to have all of you at once

holds you up and pushes you against the wall as he pounds into you, growling your name

presses his forehead against yours, eyelashes practically brushing because he wants to see, down to the smallest detail how you fall apart just so he can build you back up again

when you hear the call ending he does not let you go, instead carrying you so you can press the damn button and he can let the real fun begin

mingi

safe

be prepared for any office traditions or outdated 'best practices' to be questioned. mingi does not mean to be so savage about them, but some things literally make no sense and in his (and everybody else's) eyes should be abolished

is so curious about what it is that you do exactly, so expect an inquisitive mingi on the other side of your desk, slowly moving around until he has his head on your shoulder and is staring at your screen and asking things (up to you if you are to shoo him away or not but either way he is fascinated by how much you know and what you can teach him if you are up for it)

talks about you with his friends, his parents... because "my partner is on that hustle and grind and they are awesome for it"

expect random slamming open of the door to your makeshift office and him singing something and calling it a motivation boost - honestly, it turns into exactly that because you have tears in your eyes from suppressing giggles

writes short rhymes for you on post-its or just texts them to you as a form of communication and love language

thanks to mingi, you end up loving your work more than you have done before because he is always asking about it, asking about what your thought process is like, and how what he does and what you do can link together

greatly admires your work ethic, and if you start thinking of something you two can do as a couple to combine your skills together and make it practical... that's it, he is always going to be by your side

ends up suggesting a possible side-venture where you could explore a joint business, and even looks into the legal side of things to make it fair and not too draining for either of you.

overall best hypeman, part-time interviewer, and potential business partner of a significant other <3

spicy

something about you talking business with him has him feeling everything at once, and so even when you are lying together, ready for bed, he prompts you to explain one point, another...

how you map things out, discuss nuances with him, hum in agreement when he makes a good point - it is music to his ears; seeing a future with you, planning one makes mingi hold you tighter than before. he wants to tell you he loves you in every way he can, and after the conversation dies down, he acts

the arm that was lazily draped over your stomach is now travelling under your t-shirt, tracing a line higher, higher until he is caressing and kneading your breasts

his movements are slow, but very determined, and he holds you like you are about to break; you are lying facing each other, and he cannot ask for a better view

starts with light pecks, and then eventually deepens the kisses into a breathtaking expression of adoration

slips under the sheets, dragging your panties down to expose you to him, and eats you out like he is simply made for it

worships every inch of you, and digs his fingers into your legs to keep them spread nicely apart for him, even though his nose and tongue are simply too much - good luck stopping him because he even once you reach your orgasm, he is lapping up your release and going in for seconds

you practically have to drag him out, ordering him to fuck you or- "or what, doll?"

lays you sideways and holds one of your legs up as he bottoms out and picks up a dizzying pace, not stopping even when he fills you to the brim with his cum

becomes rougher when he sees your release and his start to drip out, and practically collapses onto you as he musters out a string of 'i love you's while his hips stutter due to the overstimulation

wooyoung

safe

there are two ways in which this could go, either

you best believe your colleagues are going to know about this man almost instantly

he makes it a point to pop by, be it to "do something" or to "fetch something" or to literally look outside of a window for no reason other than to appear on camera

or he is going to tease the hell out of you while you are working so that you give him a little bit of attention here and there - but never too out of pocket

he is very aware of when you need to be serious and when you could use a little lightening up, so he ends up turning into your social battery recharge system, and your light

knows when you just want to lie down and sleep after typing and typing and typing, and has made it a point to say things along the lines of "it is because you did not kiss me this morning, you would have had more energy then" and then proceed to give that kiss

will yell at you to have lunch, and have the biggest smile on his face as you praise his cooking and then dive into work stories

literally has a mental map of all of your colleagues, who is connected with who, the hierarchy... all of it

and if someone has been acting out of line, he knows about it in the blink of an eye and will tell you to call it out (he was about to do it himself but you paused him, and so he held your hand from behind the computer screen to encourage you instead)

woo is your number one supporter in standing up for yourself, and loves nothing more than to see you be respected as you should be-

spicy

-because he should be the only one who can make you tear up, and even then it would be not from sadness or anger, but from him driving you wild with how his hands roam your body, and how he makes you tremble

and that is exactly why while you are deeply concentrated and practically are diving into your laptop, wooyoung stalks towards the desks and slips under it

you do not notice until suddenly, a pair of strong arms push your legs apart and resist your initial attempt to close them. you shudder as his fingers dance along your inner thighs, but do not dare make a sound and continue to type

he nudges you closer, hiking up your skirt until your panties are the only barrier left, and oh does he take his time. he runs a finger over the soft fabric, relishing in the heat and how your muscle tense up at the sensation

pushing the material to the side, he hums, content at the sight. gathering some spit on his tongue, he licks your clit and rolls over it before dipping into your core and returning in a purposefully drawn out motion

you catch yourself forgetting to breathe, fully having given yourself up to wooyoung who is simply devouring you, each touch making you lose all hope in keeping your composure

especially when he adds his fingers to the mix - game over; you grab onto the edge of the desk, head lowering as the stimulation begins to overwhelm you, breaths turn into messy moans as he speeds up, his digits curling just right while he sucks on your clit

and just as you are about to collapse into a mind-numbing orgasm, an emptiness overtakes you, and you are left exposed, with a chuckle resounding in your ears

"enjoying the-" he does not have time to finish as you reach under the desk and grab a fistful of wooyoung's blond and black hair, smirking as you hear him bite back a moan

"finish what you started, or you won't be finishing at all tonight"

needless to say, it is interesting to attempt to retain your composure when someone spontaneously calls you to confirm something about a project, and you are gripping onto your boyfriend's tresses as he continues to mercilessly finger you

jongho

safe

incredibly respectful of your space and time, and ends up memorising approximate schedules - like say if you have some meetings that are reoccurring, he will know exactly when those are and on some occasions has actually been the one to remind you of them

enjoys sitting in the same room as you, either watching something on his phone, playing a game or reading - it is his way of spending quality time with you while not having to be too over the top or active

something about the comfortable silence that washes over you two when you are typing away and he is doing his thing makes his heart swell, and on many occasions he had found himself just staring at you for no reason other than to remember such moments forever

he orders coffee from your favourite coffee shop since you don't really stop by there when working from home - does not tell you that he did so until the doorbell rings and he is setting the cup down on your desk while taking a sip of his own coffee

if someone annoys you at work jongho will be nonchalant, but then offer to 'throw hands' - you nearly choke on your drink because good sir you are very peaceful about choosing violence; but what he means is trying to figure out a way to professionally raise the concern

after making sure you are not in focus mode or calling someone he strolls into the office while serenading you, and inviting you for a quick slow dance to 'de-stress', so you sway together in the middle of the room while he sings, before you twirl around once and sashay back to your seat, leaving him with the ghost of a scheming grin on his face

spicy

something else he likes to do when he is in the same room as you is read you, study you, take you apart and undress you with his eyes while you make futile attempts to figure out what he is thinking about

nothing much just how it's been thirty minutes since work ended and you left him hanging earlier with no explanation; and that just gives him ideas for what to do to you

eventually he stands up, tired of you pretending to be working when you are glancing at him almost every second, and mutters a rough "i've been waiting", clicking his tongue when you break eye contact to look at your screen again

"for?" "well now you'll have to work overtime to find out", holds out his hand until you give him yours, and he guides you towards the bedroom moving you in front of him and telling you to sit down

hovers over you before taking a blindfold out of his pocket, and holds it in front of you, eyebrow raised

adores when you give your senses up to him - in no time you are laid bare in front of jongho, wrists pinned by his overpowering grasp as he edges you within an inch of your life

you thought you could come? think again. he did not tell you you were allowed to, and you made him wait long enough, so now he will have as much fun as he wants to

you don't know left from right, up from down, and your whines transition into shameless begging as he pumps his fingers into your soaking pussy, wanton sounds and lack of release making you want to cry

"oh? does my baby want to come that bad?"

presses you down just as you are about to come, again, to prevent your hips from bucking and bites back his own groan as the hardness in his trousers becomes downright unbearable

"only on my cock, darling"

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