#wonbin fanfic

[2i1han]

— new series teaser

𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 | 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗂𝗇

pairing : photographer!wonbin x florist!reader / reader addressed as heo sori

genre : heavy romance , angst , mature , drama

synopsis : a love that was once passionate but toxic leaves you and wonbin trapped in a cycle of desire, distance, and unresolved emotions. even after breaking up, both of you keep finding your way back to each other. as jealousy, regret, and unspoken feelings pull and push you apart, the two of you are forced to confront whether you're doomed to repeat the mistakes or finally break free.

warnings : mature themes , 16+ , toxic relationship , mentions of cheating , language , fade to black , slice of life

a/n : hi, everyone! how's it going? we're back with another series now that the school year is finally coming to an end! this time, i'm exploring a new genre, and i really hope you all will like it. i'll admit, i'm a bit nervous about diving into more mature themes since i worry about possible hate, but i'm excited to challenge myself and experiment with different themes. hopefully, this new series turns out well.

sitting on your sofa, one foot up on the cushion, your loose pajama pants hanging past your heel, you clutch a can of beer so tightly that the metal bends slightly under your grip. the television flickers in front of you, playing some movie you picked at random. but right now, it’s just moving images and background noise. your mind is travelling somewhere, yet still vaguely aware of the plot happening on the screen.

it's been a while since you've been alone like this. the rain hammers against the window relentlessly, muffled noises filling your apartment. inside, the only sources of warmth are the soft glow of your bedside lamp and the dim blue light from the screen. there's an odd comfort in this solitude, but beneath it, something gnaws at you, a hollowness that stays no matter how much peace you try to convince yourself you've found.

your life has been quieter since you left wonbin. too quiet. you tell yourself it's better this way—it is better this way. but even as you sip your beer, feeling the bitter fizz on your tongue, you know the truth: you miss him. not just him, the way he made you feel. the intensity, the fire, the euphoric highs and catastrophic lows. but at the same time, you were grateful. grateful that your relationship had come to an end. the dynamic between you two was never right, and calling it toxic would have been an understatement.

the first month had been hell. you had to quit your job, unable to stomach the memories attached to it, and took a new one just across the street. it wasn't something that charmed you like your last job. it was dull, but at least it was quiet. at least it gave you space to breathe, aside from the occasional rude or condescending customers. but either way, life had settled into something manageable. and now, two months later, you can finally breathe again. you've started to feel whole, even if a part of you still yearns for something you shouldn't.

still, it wasn't as good as before you met wonbin. back then, you had been radiant, glowing—a vessel of joy. but during him? you had become someone unrecognizable. someone your friends barely recognized. someone you barely recognized. and it sucked. but now, after wonbin, it was like your peace was returning, piece by piece. except, something was missing. because once you've known the burning touch of romance, of thrill, how do you go back to feeling nothing?

you do think of wonbin at times, but you're certain you don’t want him back in your life. you're aware that he ruined you.

so you sigh, lifting the can back to your lips, letting the bitterness coat your tongue. but before you can take another sip, the doorbell rings.

your head turns toward the small hallway before your doorway. it's midnight. the rain outside is brutal, pounding against the pavement. who the hell would be here at this hour?

setting your beer down, you push yourself off the couch, the floor cold beneath your bare feet as you make your way to the door. peering through the peephole, you froze, eyes widening, as your breath catches in your throat.

you breath in. hand brushing up slowly against the cold, metal door knob. eyes down as you looked left and right. you contemplated, and panicked if you should open the door, but still, you turned it.

the door creaks open, and you're greeted by the sight of wonbin's miserable figure.

he stands there, drenched, rainwater dripping down the strands of his long, black hair, trailing over his sharp jaw, his lips, his throat. his gray tank top clings to his skin, soaked through, outlining the toned muscles beneath. his sweatpants are just as drenched, hanging low on his hips. his arms hang limply at his sides, fists trembling. his eyes, red-rimmed, glassy, filled with something hollow—are staring right at your door.

wonbin lifts his head slightly at the sound. his gaze meets yours, and for a moment, neither of you move. neither of you breathe. you don't know if the wetness on his cheeks is from the rain or his tears. maybe both.

"what's going on?" you mutter, voice slightly broken, still taken aback by the face you haven't seen in two months.

wonbin's right foot shuffles forward. a small, almost hesitant movement, and instinctively, you step back. your fingers tighten around the doorknob. he notices and stops. then, after a pause, he fully lifts his head, his long hair draping down his face, rainwater sliding from his lips to his chin.

"sori..." his voice comes out weak, trembling. "i miss you."

his lips twitch, "so fucking much..." and you watch as his eyes visibly well up again. this time, you know for sure that it's not just the rain.

and, everything comes crashing back down on you. all the feelings you thought were gone, faded, forgotten—they all come flooding back in one suffocating wave.

you want to tell him you miss him too. that you've ached for him. that your nights and mornings have felt like endless voids without him. that no matter how much peace you've gained, it never replaced the way he made you feel.

but you know better. you know this is a terrible mistake. so despite the temptation, the pull of him, you stand your ground.

"you shouldn't be here," your voice is firm but it faltered. you avoid his eyes. "go home."

and without a second of hesitation, you move to shut the door.

but just as the wood is about to meet the frame, wonbin presses his hand against it.

you jolted. his palm is flat against the surface, veins and tendons straining under his hand. his eyes, burning with something so intense—stay locked on yours. his swollen lips part slightly.

and instead of fighting back, you stupidly hesitated. you knew you'd curse yourself in the morning, but it's like every rational cells in your body had long left, and you've lost your ability to think critically. so, your grip on the doorknob loosens, and wonbin sees it.

in one swift motion, he pushes the door open aggressively, closing the gap between you. wonbin reached for your neck as your back hits the wall. then, slamming the door shut behind you.

and just like that, in the silence of your apartment, surrounded by the rain, and dim, a new door opens between you and wonbin in that moment.

and you know, this isn't a door that holds the promise of something fresh, something new, and healthy. but something worse. something more doomed than before. but you still let it happen.

because wonbin was the fire, and you were the gasoline that made it burn even stronger until everything—including you, went up in flames.

[032104]

WONBIN IN A PRIVATE BUT NOT SECRET RELATIONSHIP ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡☆ smau !

idol!wonbin x idol!reader (female), duhh i had to make her a guitarist as well, second youngji appearance on my blog ugh i just luv her sm

other members: shotaro sungchan eunseok seunghan sohee anton

[evnseokz]

{ ☆ wonbin and eating you out }

pairing: down bad bf! wonbin x f. reader

contents: clingy wonbin, eating out, kissing, nipple play if u squint, body worship, wonbin is incredibly down bad for u and clingy af

synopsis: wonbin who’s absolutely down bad for u and is an absolute MUNCH also a fiend for eating u out like his plump lips on your core GODDD

just a drabble… (w.c. 889)

i imagine wonbin as the type of boyfriend to be so down bad and an absolute MUNCH for you. all he wants is to worship every fiber of your being. his love language is physical touch and so he always has to have his hands on you. whether his arm is snaked around your waist or his hand is in yours. he always has to be touching you.

you can’t even stand at the stove and cook without him having his arms wrapped around your waist as he presses himself against your back. for a lack of better word, he’s clingy. but you love him for it. “binnie, i’m trying to cook” you’d smile, he nestles his chin on your shoulder, angling his head to place a chaste kiss on your neck. “i know baby, you’re just so irresistible” he says, pulling you tighter against him. you finish up what you were making and turn the stove off. his arms being on you the entire time. you turn around in his grasp and look up at him, then place a quick kiss to his lips. he hums against your mouth, capturing you as you go to pull away, deepening the kiss. this time he breaks the kiss. “let me eat you out please? i need to taste you.” he begs, eyes glossy with desire. a blush creeps up to your cheeks, you cover your face with your hands, giggling slightly.

“you’re ridiculous” you tell him, swatting his shoulder. you bring your pointer finger to your chin and tap lightly, making it look like you’re thinking really hard about his offer. “i say, yes!” you smile at him, before wrapping your arms around his neck. he wastes no time, leaning back down and capturing your lips in his. he hoists you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as you hold onto him tightly. he carries you all the way to your shared bedroom, not breaking the kiss once until he goes to set you down on the bed. you back all the way up until your back hits the pillows, wonbin crawling his way towards you at the same time, meeting you there. he kisses your lips again before moving his way down your neck, biting and sucking lightly in some places. you moan softly at the feeling, his hand trails under your shirt, cupping your breast through your bra while his lips works expertly against the skin of your neck.

small whimpers are leaving your lips, “bin, take it off please” you beg, he wastes no time pulling your shirt over your head, and unclasping your bra shortly after. lips immediately finding your nipples, spending time swirling his tongue around each of them. moans eliciting from your throat at the sensation, hands raking through his long locks. he groans slightly at the feeling, removing his lips from your chest, starting to trail kisses from the valley of your breasts and down your stomach, stopping right before the waistband of your shorts. “so perfect” he mumbles, beginning to unbutton your shorts.

he shimmies your shorts down your legs, tossing them somewhere on the floor before coming back up to meet your clothed heat. he spreads your legs slightly, dropping his head in between your legs, inhaling your sweet scent. he groans at the smell, his cock straining against his pants. “ah- bin that’s embarrassing” you say shyly, heat rising to your cheeks. “never baby, you smell so good” he replies, placing a quick kiss over your heat. you shudder slightly at the feeling. his fingers trail to your hipbones, dipping under the waistband of your underwear and sliding them down your legs.

he comes back up, and immediately gets to work, his mouth working expertly on your clit. your legs instinctively close round his head, your back arching up off the bed. his hand travels upwards, pressing firmly on your stomach as he holds you down. moans are falling past your lips, the pleasure being all too much. his mouth moves down slightly, licking a stripe up your cunt before coming back down to push his tongue into your hole. slowly fucking you with his tongue. you cry out, hands flying down to his hair, pulling tightly as moans fall out of your mouth. you feel your stomach tighten, your orgasm nearing. “i-im close” you manage to get out. moans becoming louder and more frequent. after hearing your words, wonbin moves his mouth back up to your clit sucking on it as he swirls his tongue around it. your hips buck into his mouth, legs beginning to shake as your orgasm rips through you, your whole body jolts as your eyes roll back in your head, wonbins name spilling from your lips over and over again. he continues his ministrations on your clit, helping you ride out your orgasm. when you’ve had enough you pull his head up from your core, panting harshly as you try to catch your breath.

his plump lips are coated in your juices, the sight almost enough for you to cum again. he swirls his tongue around his lips, collecting every last drop of your juices before leaning down to kiss you again. you pull away, smiling at him, “thank you binnie, you’re so good to me, let me return the favor yeah?”

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[luvyeni]

CHANGING HIS AUTOCORRECT 𖹭 라이즈 ( text reaction ) !

genre crack 𖹭 warning pairing — OT7 x fem reader | back to library .

— pranking them by changing their auto correct

request. changing bf riize auto correct from baby to bitch 🤓

©️LUVYENI

[ssweetreveries]

fantasy

✩ eunseok x reader x wonbin

. 18+ mdni!

. word count! 2.1k

oneshot, nonidol!eunseok, nonidol!wonbin, afab!reader, bf!eunseok, dom!eunseok, sub!reader, unprotected sex, oral sex (m. and f. receiving), sharing, cumming inside, spit roasting, everything is consensual, smut, fluff, use of petnames (princess, baby, pretty)

author note: saw this tiktok and was like 🫠🫠

i apologize if there’s any mistakes, this isn’t proof read and english isn’t my first language, please bare with me!! enjoy! ><

synopsis: in which your boyfriend helps you live one of your fantasies.

“Ah-ah,” says Eunseok as he pries your hands from your face. “You wanted this, baby, look at him while he pleases you.” he says sternly, his hold on your wrists firm. You squirm as you meet Wonbin’s eyes, looking up at you from in between your legs.

Your breath hitches as you feel his hot breath on your clothed pussy, combined with the look he was giving you. Wonbin’s lips twitched into a smirk as he had your attention and hovered over your core.

“Go on,” Eunseok speaks up, and that’s all Wonbin needs before pulling down your panties and delving in your heat.

“She’s so wet..” Wonbin comments, a teasing hilt in his voice. You let out a strangle moan at the foreign feeling of another man’s tongue licking at your core. “F-fuck..” you stutter out breathlessly.

Eunseok clicks his tongue. “Dirty girl.. Are you really this turned on by another man taking what’s mine?” He asks, tilting your head towards him while Wonbin keeps licking strips up your folds. It’s more of a statement than a question.

Still, you shake your head even though there’s no denying it. Eunseok had teasingly suggested this when he noticed you paying attention to his friend more than usual. Meant to be taken lightheartedly, but when you had remained silent Eunseok easily figured you out. Surprisingly he wasn’t mad, but made it clear that if you did this you were still his. And of course you were, you loved Eunseok, you just couldn’t deny that you might’ve had a physical attraction to Wonbin. You had a long talk that night and that’s how you found yourself in your current situation.

To be frank, you had no clue how Eunseok had managed to convince Wonbin into this but you weren’t gonna question it. This was like a wild fantasy.

You’re brought back to when Wonbin directs his attention to your aching clit, letting out a breathy moan at the feeling. Eunseok strokes your head as he watches with interest from beside you.

Wonbin works his tongue around your sensitive bud, lapping at you like a starved man and your hips involuntarily buck into him, trying to gain more pleasurable pressure. He groans and seems to understand your call for more. His fingers finding their way to your hole, easily inserting two thanks to your wetness.

You moan softly at the entrance, and Eunseok takes this opportunity to tug your hair back and crash his lips to yours, forcing his tongue in your mouth.

You kiss him back messily, hand coming to grip his forearm which is holding your jaw.

His tongue swirls around yours, and you struggle to keep up as the feeling of Wonbin’s fingers thrusting into you and his tongue playing with your sensitive bud is starting to get too much.

Eunseok pulls back with a ‘tsk’ and a soft chuckle. “Seriously, princess? Look at her, already fucked dumb just from your mouth and fingers.” he shakes his head as if it’s ridiculous.

Wonbin looks up with hooded eyes meeting yours, a hazy look in them, and you can feel his smirk against your lips.

You squirm and your legs instinctively come to close as you feel yourself nearing your peak, but a strong hand stops them. Eunseok shoots you a look, a sly smile of his own decorating his features as Wonbin keeps devouring you.

Your moans get progressively louder as you feel yourself getting there, your hand flying to tug on Wonbin’s hair. “W-wait, ah- c-close—“ You stutter out, but Wonbin doesn’t move, continuing to lap at you like his life depends on it.

Eunseok’s hand falls to palm his erection through his pants, watching the scene unfold.

With a breathless moan, you come undone but that does nothing to stop Wonbin from pulling away. You squirm and trash against him, trying to pull yourself away from him but he has a strong grip on your thighs, keeping you close as he licks up all of your juices.

Your legs shake from the overstimulation and you find yourself gripping the sheets, whining in embarrassment. Wonbin finally pulls away and meets your eyes with that smile of his, your arousal dripping down his chin.

“Oh my god..” you mumble as you hide your face in your hands, unable to meet his eyes after that. This time it’s Wonbin who pulls yours hands away. “What did we say about hiding, pretty?” he teases.

You’re about to answer before a groan from beside you catches your attention, finding Eunseok fisting his cock, a frown on his face. “Seokie…” You mutter in awe, feeling yourself getting wet again. No matter how many times you saw your boyfriend, he just had that effect on you.

He groans again, “C’mon princess, you didn’t expect me to just stand there and do nothing, hmm? Imagine how I feel watching my friend making my girl feel good.”

Wonbin steps to the side, letting Eunseok make his way to you. He gently grabs the nape of your neck, pulling you to him, his hot breath against your ear. “That’s my job. I let you have your fun, now it’s Seokie’s turn to have fun, mhm?”

You nod furiously, never would you deny your boyfriend of anything.

It’s his turn to settle in between your legs and he leans down to press his lips to yours, kissing you rather softly before pulling back. He smirks, “Good girl.”

You gasp as he manhandles you, flipping you over so you’re on your stomach and giving your cheek a light slap. “Ass up, baby.”

You listen to him and scramble to your knees, almost forgetting about Wonbin’s presence if it weren’t for the fact that your eyes met.

He looks down at you with a smirk, watching you in amusement as you listen to anything your boyfriend says.

You shiver in delight as Eunseok rubs his length up and down your folds, collecting your wetness to slide in. And, without warning he slams into you with a harsh thrust. One of his hands coming to push down your back, making you arch for him.

You let out a rather loud moan as your body falls forwards, your hands balled into tight fists above your head. Eunseok’s hips snap to yours with a force that makes you see stars, and you know if he keeps this up, even after your previous orgasm, you wouldn’t last long.

The two friends share a look before Eunseok’s hand crawls up your back, grabbing a fist full of your hair before pulling you up against him. With your back pressed to his chest, he stops moving. His chin comes to rest on your shoulder as one of his hands grab your jaw, forcing you to look at Wonbin.

You look at the man who’s now in front of you on the bed, laying back against the headrest. Your boyfriend speaks up again, “Look at him, baby. Look at how hard he is..”

Your eyes flicker to the tent in his pants, and you swear Wonbin’s cheeks turn a slight pink.

Eunseok kisses your jaw before continuing, “Can’t leave poor bbin like this, hm? You can help him right, princess?” he cooes, his hold on you loosening as he nudges you forward.

You meet Wonbin’s eyes as you hover over his lap, not sure if you can do this. “He wants this too, right bbin?”

At your boyfriend’s words, Wonbin finally speaks up and nods. “You gotta help me out here, pretty..” he says as one of his hands brushes against the side of your face.

Eunseok resumes his thrusts as you scramble to unzip Wonbin’s pants. He helps you free his dick, and god, once he’s out you drool at the sight.

His hard length stands tall against his stomach and your hand reaches out to feel him. He lets out a shaky breath as you give him a few tentative pumps. His hand pats your head gently as you stroke him.

Your eyes meet his, and the expression you find is one of bliss. Wonbin’s eyes were glossy, lips slightly parted as he watches you work him.

You clench at the sight of the man in front of you, earning a groan from your boyfriend.

Finally, you bring your lips to his aching dick, licking a few strips up his length before taking him in your mouth.

You swear you’ve never heard a prettier moan than the one that comes out of Wonbin’s lips as you take him in your mouth and swirl your tongue around his tip. The fact that he’s vocal surprises you a bit. Your boyfriend was more one for dirty talk and you were more used to him letting out groans and heavy breaths, only letting out the occasional moans. But you can’t deny that Wonbin’s moan were turning you on even more.

When he notices your full attention on Wonbin, Eunseok’s grip on your hips tighten as he picks up his pace, reminding you of where he has you, almost making you gag around Wonbin from the harsh snap of his hips against yours.

His thick length hits you in all the right places, making it harder to properly focus on the man in front of you. You give Wonbin the best head you can, pumping whatever you can’t fit with in your mouth with a free hand, the other digging into his thigh to stabilize yourself.

You moan around his length as Eunseok’s thrusts make you see stars, the vibrations of your moan earning a soft sound from the man in front of you.

Your boyfriend is hitting you in all the right places and you don’t think you’ll last much longer if he keeps this up.

You pull off Wonbin with a ‘pop’, your head turning to find Eunseok behind you.

“S-seok, can’t-! C-close, m’so close!” you whine out.

Eunseok doesn’t slow down his pace, if anything his thrusts become more precise. “Mhmm yeah? My princess wants to come?” he smirks as he pulls you back against him, having you in the same position as earlier.

He nibbles the shell of your ear, his hot breath making you shiver. “Think you deserve it, baby?”

You whine and nod, “P-please Seokie, c-can’t hold b-back any-”

He lets out a ‘tsk’ but his hand snakes down to your sensitive bud. His lips attach to the skin of your neck, “You’re lucky your Seokie loves you, princess.” he mumbles against you.

With the added stimulation to your clit, you come undone within seconds, letting out a long moan, shaking and trembling in his hold. Both his thrusts and his hand don't stop though, and you let out a cry at the overstimulation. “Too much- s’too much! S-seok-!”

“Almost there, princess.” He groans out, “You can take it for me.”

You whine as he continues to abuse your spent cunt.

With a particularly hard thrust he stills inside of you, painting your walls white. Your legs shake uncontrollably at the feeling of his release, pushing another small orgasm out of you.

Eunseok tilts your head towards him, pressing kisses up your jaw until finally connecting his lips to yours. “You did so good, princess.” He whispers against your ear.

He presses a last kiss to your cheek before slowly pulling out of you.

You slump down on the bed as he lets go of you, and you direct your attention to the poor forgotten man in front of you, seething himself back in his pants. “Wonbin-” you start to apologize, but he quickly shuts you up.

“I’m fine, pretty, really. You did amazing” he smiles as he gives you a pat on the head. You now realize that Wonbin had gotten himself off to the sight of the two of you.

You smile apologetically before a blanket is thrown over your form. Eunseok walks over to you, himself fully clothed now and he pulls you to him.

He presses a kiss to your head. “Was it what you wanted, baby?”

You hum at his question. Honestly, it was more than you ever expected you could have.

Wonbin and Eunseok exchange a look, before your boyfriend speaks up again. “Mhm, that’s good. We had fun too, right?”

Wonbin nods with a smile of his own, and you find yourself smiling with them.

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Wonbin insisted on leaving even if Eunseok told him he could stay over in the guest room, so now the two of you find yourself laying in bed together.

Eunseok holds you close to him, your head resting against him as you trace patterns on his chest. He presses a kiss to the top of your head. “You’re mine, you know that right?”

Even though of your experience with Wonbin, you knew you only truly loved Eunseok. Yes, Wonbin was attractive, but that’s all it was to you. Eunseok was your everything and you wouldn’t trade him for the world.

You tiredly smile up at him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Only yours, seokie.”

[seolpsy]

riize — wonbin as your boyfriend !

pairing. bf!wonbin x gn!reader

notes. wow im back after 5 months r we surprised :O i have some free time so ill prob be writing some requests so send them if u have any!!

word count. 239, warnings. none

- boyfriend!wonbin links arms with you wherever you go so you guys don’t lose each other.

- boyfriend!wonbin tries to be nonchalant around you but fails because he gets so giddy when he’s with you.

- boyfriend!wonbin lets you borrow his clothes whenever you want and thinks you look cute when you wear them.

- boyfriend!wonbin helps you dry your hair when you’re too sleepy to do it yourself.

- boyfriend!wonbin loves it when you run your fingers through his hair because it helps him relax.

- boyfriend!wonbin holds his hand out until you hold hands with him.

- boyfriend!wonbin takes you to the amusement park and watches you ride all the rollercoasters.

- boyfriend!wonbin looks at you with soft eyes and smiles when you notice him staring.

- boyfriend!wonbin ties your shoelaces for you and never lets you open your own car door.

- boyfriend!wonbin listens attentively when you mention something you want so he can buy it for your birthday or an upcoming holiday.

- boyfriend!wonbin holds your bag for you everywhere you go.

- boyfriend!wonbin gets flustered after saying romantic things to you like “you’re so beautiful” or “you’re my favorite person.”

- boyfriend!wonbin takes videos of all his moments with you to look back at when he misses you.

- boyfriend!wonbin waits for you to come home every night because he doesn’t like sleeping alone (or without you).

- boyfriend!wonbin finds home in you.

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[hittoki]

DANCiNG WiTH YOU ☆ a park wonbin smau

★. . description 𓂃 y/n plays the violin in a prestigious youth orchestra. wonbin is a struggling artist who works for his family's music store. when y/n's bow snaps during a rigorous day of practice, she searches high and low for her favorite brand but cannot find it anywhere. she settles for the local music shop and, low and behold, they sell it. wonbin needs a girlfriend and when y/n unintentionally interrupts his argument with his parents, he takes the opportunity.

★. . genre 𓂃fake dating!au, social media!au, strangers-to-lovers, romcom. fluff

★. . warnings 𓂃 mild language, poor choices ig, i only use dark mode, lowercase intended, a tad bit of musical and financial inaccuracies, y/n is referred to with she/her pronouns (lmk if i need to add any more)

★. . extras 𓂃 PARK MINJU (i'll-it) as Y/N, WONBIN + ANTON (riize), ISA + J (stayc), ZHANGHAO + MATTHEW (zb1), LIZ (ive)

★. . taglist 𓂃 N/A | open! (send an ask or reply to this post to be added)

★. . status 𓂃 on hold

PROFiLES ¿? rosin rizzlers 🎻 : jobless ppl 🎸

CHAPTERS ¿? 001 : anton i could kiss you 002 : stranger danger (written) 003 : gotcha thanks 004 : ik you're not laughing 005 : the girlfriendification of wonbin (smau + written) 006 : coming soon! 007 : coming soon! 008 : coming soon!

© 2024 HITTOKI. All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy or steal anything I post!

[dailylcy]

Baking mode: ON — park wonbin

ఌ︎. pairing. boy next door!wonbin x reader ఌ︎. genre. fluff ఌ︎. warnings. none ఌ︎. wc. 1k

ఌ︎. synopsis. When your new smart oven starts texting you, you think it’s a glitch — until it starts flirting. Then comes the confession: “I think I’m inlove with you” Turns out, it’s not your oven — it’s Wonbin, the boy next door, who accidentally connected his phone to your device. Now, you’re stuck in a recipe for romance neither of you saw coming.

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You had never planned on buying a smart oven, but when it came up on sale, it felt like fate. You were just looking for something simple to add to your kitchen. Something that didn’t have wifi. But then you saw it: the modern oven with all the features you could ever need, including the ability to text you when your food was done.

“Smart oven” you muttered to yourself, “apparently, I need that in my life.”

It was easy to laugh off at first, but you set it up just to see what it could do. Maybe it would be fun to play around with. It connected to your phone without issue, and the user friendly app walked you through every step.

But then, something odd happened.

You were trying to bake your usual batch of cookies when you got a random text.

SmartOven: “Hey, just wanted to remind you to preheat the oven to 350°F! Also, the cookies smell amazing already.”

Confused, you glanced at the oven’s screen. It was connected to your phone, so maybe it had sent the message as a part of the app? You figured it was just a glitch, But then another message came in.

SmartOven: “I think I’m in love with you. ”

You nearly dropped your phone. You checked the message again. Nope. It was still there. I think I’m in love with you.

You stared at the screen. Who was sending you this? Had the app somehow glitched and sent the wrong message? Was someone messing with you?

You typed back quickly.

You: “What… what are you talking about?”

The oven’s screen blinked, and then another message came through.

SmartOven: “I think you’re really cute, and your cookies smell really good. Just thought you should know.”

You stared at the screen for a solid minute. Okay. Something was definitely wrong. Either your oven was possessed, or someone was playing a weird joke on you. But how? And why?

You looked around your apartment, trying to figure out if anyone was hiding somewhere, watching you freak out. There was no way an appliance was texting you and flirting with you.

But before you could convince yourself it was all just some glitch, a new message appeared:

SmartOven: “Sorry, I just… couldn’t help it. My bad. Let’s pretend that never happened, okay?”

At this point, you were too invested to let it go. You decided to play along.

You: “Who is this?”

The response came so fast it was almost immediate.

SmartOven: “It’s me. Wonbin. The guy next door.”

Your heart skipped. Wonbin?

You: “Wait. What? You’re my neighbour?”

SmartOven: “Yeah. I kind of accidentally connected my phone to your oven. I swear I didn’t mean to send those messages, but now that they’re out there… might as well say it. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been interested in you for a while, you’re beautiful”

You stared at your phone for a few seconds, processing. Wonbin? Your neighbor? The guy you barely ever spoke to outside of a friendly wave when you both passed each other in the hallway?

You: “Wait, hold up. So… you’ve been texting me this whole time? Not my oven?”

SmartOven: “Yeah, I guess that’s me. Whoops. I swear, I didn’t mean to freak you out. I just got carried away.”

You bit your lip, trying to wrap your head around it. Wonbin, the quiet, friendly guy you’d exchanged polite greetings with for months, had been secretly texting you through your oven? AND he likes you??

You couldn’t decide whether to laugh or scream. It was…honestly kind of sweet, and now, completely embarrassing.

You: “So… what do we do now? Do I have to pretend this never happened?”

SmartOven: “I mean, I hope we don’t. I’ve got cookies on my mind now.”

You laughed. You couldn’t help it. This whole thing felt too crazy. But you were also kind of relieved. He wasn’t some stranger stalking you. He was Wonbin. The guy you lived next door to, who seemed harmless and sweet but was apparently this bold when it came to texting ovens.

⸻

A few days later, you found yourself standing in front of Wonbin’s apartment door, your hands trembling as you reached for the doorbell. After the chaotic oven texting incident, you both agreed to meet in person. He had apologized about a thousand times, and you had assured him it was fine…but still, the fact that he’d been flirting with you through your oven was something you couldn’t forget easily.

Wonbin opened the door almost immediately, his smile nervous but genuine. “Hey…come in.”

You nodded, trying to keep things cool, And stepped inside. “Yeah, I figured it was about time to meet the guy who’s been sending me oven texts.”

He winced, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, about that…”

You raised an eyebrow. “So… I’m guessing this isn’t how you usually make moves on people?”

“No” he laughed softly. “I don’t usually do this. It was… an accident, but I kind of liked it. And, well… now I’m kind of hoping that maybe you don’t mind me texting you again. Not through an oven, though.”

You smiled, a little warmer than you intended. “Well, I’m not exactly opposed to it.”

The two of you stood there for a few moments, the awkwardness going away with every word.

“I’m really sorry, though” he continued, his voice quieter now. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I just… like you.”

There was something endearing about how he wasn’t trying to hide behind any jokes or excuses anymore. He wasn’t pretending that it was no big deal. He had genuinely put himself out there, in the weirdest way possible, but still… it was real.

“I like you too, Wonbin,” you said softly. “I think this is kind of funny now, actually.”

A huge smile spread across his face, and the tension that had been hanging between you was now gone.

“Well, since we’re both here now, how about we go grab some coffee and talk about… not ovens? I promise, no more oven flirting.”

You chuckled. “Deal.”

And so, your accidental romance with the boy next door, who had secretly been texting you through your smart oven had started then. It wasn’t exactly how you’d pictured meeting someone, but as it turned out, there wasn’t any other way you would have wanted it.

taglist. @strawbrryvyy @nananti @lavendersloane

© dailylcy 2025

[euseokz]

@ wonbin — every second i spend with you is the best one yet, why wouldn’t i want to spend all of them with you ? . cws : body worship . overstimulation . unprotected sex . creampie . genre : smut, fluff . wc : 0.7k+

a/n : ads ( @littlesuns ) !! as promised here i come to deliver, whiny and clingy wonbin (with whiny reader too hehe) 🫶🏻

BOYFRIEND! WONBIN who just can’t let go of you, always wanting to be with you at all times.

he’s clingy, for lack of a better choice of words. he wants to always be by your side, to always be with you, smiling the brightest when all your attention is on him and getting to the point of pouting and whining when it’s elsewhere. he isn’t toxic, he understands you also need your space, but when you’re together he wants you both to be as present as possible, to cherish the moment as much as you can, every extra second he spends with his favorite girl better than the previous one in his eyes.

wonbin will always smile so wide when you meet up and he can see you walking towards him, giving you a fleeting peck on the lips and immediately moving to hold your hand, beginning to walk to whatever your destination is while starting up a conversation. he isn’t too into extreme with pda, but he’ll never lose the chance to hold your hand or share a quick kiss or even have his arm laced over your shoulders or around your waist — he still wants to be touching you at all times, to have you close to him, just without being too obnoxious over it.

wonbin reaches his peak of clinginess, however, when he was you laying on his bed, looking ever so pretty, and all for his eyes only. he’ll kiss every piece of your exposed skin, tell you how beautiful you are, how much he loves you. he’ll touch you gently, taking his time in appreciating your body, wanting you to feel as gorgeous as he thinks you are, always needing to pretty much worship you before even thinking of actually fucking you. he’ll say quick praises against your skin, none of them louder than a whisper, professing his love for you, how much he appreciates you, telling you how gorgeous and irresistible you are, how grateful he is you let him have you like this. he’ll end it all with a kiss, a soft but intense one, both your lips almost quivering with arousal while your gazes fill with lust, desperate for one another.

you’d reach over to cup wonbin’s cheeks, forehead pressed together intimately as he starts to push his cock into you, both of you so whiny by then, letting out small whimpers when he bottoms out, completely filling you up to the brim, as if he was made for your pussy only — or at least that’s how wonbin sees it. he’ll start thrusting in and out slowly, almost lazily, moving to peck your neck, moaning against you, his dick twitching inside you and his hips faltering any time you moan a little louder for him, any time you act more desperately, when you need more of him, wanting to drown yourself in him just as much as he wants to drown himself in you. wonbin always complies with your needs, moving faster, rougher, whatever you want, fucking you until his cum is spilling into you and then continuing, his thumb drawing small circles over your clit as he overstimulates himself, face hidden in the crook of your neck as he whines for you, mumbling about how good you feel, how well your pussy sucks him in, how much he needs you. even when you cum he doesn’t stop, eventually overstimulating the both of you to the point of tears, both your eyes spilling salty droplets as you look into each other, whimpering out small “i love you”’s, the moment so intimate it’s almost as if only you two exist in the whole world.

when wonbin stops, his cock already aching and your cunt already swollen, he sniffles, looking between you, at the mess you’ve made, and smiling, telling you how pretty you look like that, all fucked out because of him, a wide smile stretching his lips and his eyes glistening, as if he’s truly proud of himself. you’d end up just whining, turning just as clingy as him, wanting him to envelop you in a tight hug — which he obviously does, staying with you for as long as you want before getting up to prepare a bath for both of you, the night ending with you two laying inside your tub filled with warm, bubbly water, talking to each other softly, wanting to keep the calm and loving atmosphere that filled the air for as long as possible.

[hrtfelt4u]

heartstrings. | wonbin park masterlist.

synopsis: in downtown main avenue, there's one golden rule: never date anyone who works here. the street is all about clubs, drinking, and wild nights—nothing more. your friend can vouch for that. but then, there's him— a charming musician with a knack for playing with heartstrings and somehow always tangled in your friend groups’ drama. despite all the warnings, the chemistry between you two is undeniable, and no matter how hard you try… you can’t seem to stay away.

featuring: fem!reader, rii7e (all members), nct wish (sion), xg (jurin, chisa, juria), enhypen (jay), and more!

content warning: suggestive, swearing, drinking, smoking, and awful decision making :)

author’s note: hai! welcome to my first wonbin smau :3 i recommend checking out the profiles and aesthetics before jumping in! and also listening to spotify audios i’ll be linking with each chapter if possible, it adds more to the story <3 enjoy!

to be inclusive, i will be swapping around skin tones and body types for yn in the chapters.

(w) = written portion

profile 1 | aesthetics | profile 2

001. evil queen. | 002. world war iii. (w) | 003. banned. | 004. no room for god. | 005. selective reading. | 006. stand up girl. | 007. bed warmer. | 008. pack of sardines. (w) | 009. subtweet. | 010. light up. (w) | 011. déjà vu. | 012. hi ladies. (w) | 013. cursed. | 014. sassy man apocalypse. | 015. social media act. | 016. free shots. | 017. | 018. | 019. | 020. |

taglist (open): @tkooooop @holyhaech @i03jae @mwrsi @strwberie @jvngw0nlvr @yuyita-rosier @banez @nujeskz @wbyeolz @rksbae @aangelll0 @mbella607 @lcvehee @lvsdoyo

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© hrtfelt4u 2025

[blue-jisungs]

author's note. i just got my period and i am d y i n g so yeah this is very self indulgent >_<

warnings. mention of period (duh) + cramps :(

[ 9:41pm ] your eyelids started getting heavier and heavier, the hand running through wonbin’s soft locks gradually becoming more limp.

"i’m never using a heating pad again" you mumbled, enjoying the warmth of your boyfriend’s embrace, his head resting on your abdomen. your cramps were killing you and wonbin offered to help… even if he was the one ending up snoozing right now.

his soft snores made your heart melt, eyes finally closing. even in his sleepy state, his hand reached to find yours and intertwine your fingers. pleasant warmth continued to spread in your body – but you weren’t sure of it was due to wonbin himself or his actions.

masterlist <3

taglist. @slytherinshua ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @eternalgyu ,, @haecien

[nananti]

lessons of love — park wonbin

୨ৎ pairings. tutor!wonbin x reader genre. fluff wc … 521

warnings. wrote in lowercase (sorry)

💬 — nananti talks. happiest birthday wonbin! i really hope he enjoys his birthday despite everything that’s been happening cause he deserves it, and happy wonday to anyone who celebrates it! (੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ guys wonbin is 23… like- but anyways i hope you all enjoy this! and as always please excuse any grammatical errors and or punctuation mistakes.

bookshelf 📓

❀˖°

you never wanted a tutor. you were perfectly fine scraping by in calculus with half-understood notes and late-night cramming. but then they walked in-your new tutor, effortlessly brilliant, with that quiet confidence that made even the most complicated equations seem easy.

at first, it was just studying. frustrated sighs over derivatives. wonbin’s patient voice guides you through each problem. but then you started noticing the little things-how his eyes lit up when you finally understood something, the way he absentmindedly twirled his pen when deep in thought, how he always remembered your coffee order.

you're both in a quiet library corner. your tutor, wonbin, sits across from you, tapping their pen against a calculus textbook. you're supposed to be solving a problem, but your brain is more focused on how unfairly attractive they look when they concentrate.

and suddenly, calculus wasn't the hardest thing to figure out anymore. because somewhere between limits and integrals, you started falling for them.

wonbin nudges your notebook before saying “you're staring at the page like it personally offended you, need a hint?” you snap out of it, “huh? oh. no, no, i-i got it. definitely got it!” wonbin raises an eyebrow “yeah? okay then. solve it.”

you glance down at the problem, panic setting in. “right. uhh... derivative of... wait.” you attempted to sound confident but you stuttering voice proved otherwise. he laughs with a slight smirk “you don't got it, but that’s why i’m here just ask for help!”

you groan, dropping your head on the table “why is calculus like this?” he laughs softly at your actions, “you’re doing fine!” “i’m not-” he cuts you off “you are, you know what the word derivative means so… that’s a start!” you groan slightly banging your head on the table.

“okay so let’s not do that,” he said with a light chuckle, sliding his hand under your forehead, his hands warm and soft, “here let's break it down. what's the first step?”

“falling in love with my tutor and hoping they solve it for me,” you mumble to yourself as you lift your head. he pauses “what…?”

you clear your throat sitting up straight, “what? nothing. i said, uh, something about… limits?” but nothing about the tone of your voice or body language was convincing. “no, i'm pretty sure that's not what you said.” wonbin said with a smirk, you speak without making any kind of eye contact. “you're hearing things, studying too much messes with your brain you know? but that's okay! it happens to the best of us.”

he chuckles lightly “right…”

“right!” you clear your throat “so uhm calculus! love that, what's next?” wonbin watches you with an unreadable expression “hmm, i think i should test you on this concept more, let’s see if you're really focused.”

you groan, “you're evil.”

“and yet, you keep coming back.” wonbin grins watching you put your head down.

you speak quietly, your voice below a whisper, “yeah… i do.”

the corner fills with silence. you're staring at your notes, but wonbin is still watching you. and somehow, calculus is the last thing on your mind.

© nananti. do not copy, re-upload or even translate my work without my permission. please and thank you!

[starwonb1n]

a song for you ღ

— having to dorm with the university's crush was not expected but some might say bound to happen. ✧

music major!wonbin × fashion major!femalereader

featuring — aespa karina, nct mark, haechan & jisung and the whole of riize

[ face claim as leedainlee on insta ]

masterlist ★

INTROS

baddest of baddies 💋 ,, TALK SAXY 🗣️‼️

CHAPTERS

01 ,, snu to ncit

02 ,, jwi :3

tba

notifying !! [ open ] @seunghancore @saranghoeforanton @nujeskz @snowyseungs @started-with-f-ends-with-uck

@molensworld @wonychu @taroddori @miyawwn @brideslit

@gyehyeonist @woonagi-lemon @binoyu @hyukarina

@nicholasluvbot @p-d1ddy @haowonbins @wiggledingle

@brachioswrld @sinsgaybutthatsokay @i03jae @fae-renjun

[evnseokz]

꒰ ☆ beneath the bed ~ p.wb ꒱

pairing: sandman! wonbin x f. reader

contents: mythical creature! wonbin, oral (fem receiving), fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (dont), kissing, making out, pet names: good girl, darling, baby, wonbin has powers, pwp, that’s all i think!

a.n: i’ve been working on this for weeks i hope it’s okay <3 w.c: 1.8k

MINORS DNI

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

You always thought the idea of a monster under the bed was something for children—silly, irrational, a thing to grow out of. But now, lying stiff as a board under the weight of an unshakable presence, you realize you were wrong.

You feel him before you see him. a shift in the air, a slow drag of something heavy against the wooden floor. The dim light from the streetlamp outside barely reaches the shadows that pool beneath your bed, but your breath hitches as you hear it—his voice, smooth and teasing, curling around your name like smoke.

“You’re still awake.”

It isn’t a question.

You squeeze your eyes shut, your fingers tightening in the sheets. The rational part of you screams to ignore him, to pull the covers over your head and pretend like you can’t feel the heat of his presence licking at the edge of your mattress. but you don’t. You never do.

“Can’t sleep,” you whisper, barely audible.

A low chuckle vibrates from beneath you, and the sound alone is enough to send a shiver down your spine. Then, before you can steel yourself, he moves.

A hand—long fingers, cool to the touch—slides up from the darkness, curling around the edge of the bed frame. The shift of weight makes the mattress dip ever so slightly, and then, Wonbin emerges.

He moves with the languid grace of something not quite human, something that has spent lifetimes lurking in the dark. His hair is tousled, lips curved in a smirk that holds far too many secrets. His eyes—dark, bottomless—gleam as he peers up at you, resting his chin on the mattress.

“You think too much,” he muses, tilting his head. “That's why you can’t sleep.”

You swallow hard. It isn’t the first time he’s said that, and it won’t be the last. The worst part? He’s right.

“Maybe.”

Wonbin hums, dragging his fingers along the fabric of your sheets, slow, deliberate. “I could help, you know.”

Your heart stutters. You should say no. You should push him back into the abyss he came from. But when he shifts, crawling up onto the bed with effortless ease, your body betrays you.

The air between you thickens, heavy with something unspoken. He’s close now, close enough that you can see the way his pupils dilate as he watches you. close enough that you can feel his breath ghost over your skin.

“You want me to, don’t you?” His voice is velvet, a whisper of temptation against the shell of your ear.

You don’t answer. You don’t need to. The way your breath hitches, the way your fingers clench the sheets—he sees it all.

Wonbin smirks. “That's what I thought.”

And then, the last sliver of space between you disappears.

Wonbin doesn't rush.

He never does.

His fingers trail up your arm, a featherlight touch that sends a ripple of heat through your body. He's testing you, waiting for you to pull away, to tell him this is a mistake. but you don't. You won't.

His smirk deepens, and then he moves—slowly, deliberately—until his lips hover just above yours. His breath is warm, intoxicating, and when he tilts his head, barely brushing his mouth against you, it's not enough.

A frustrated sound escapes you, and that's all he needs.

Wonbin's lips press against yours, soft at first—teasing, coaxing. He kisses you like he has all the time in the world, like he enjoys watching you squirm beneath the weight of anticipation. His hand comes up to cup your jaw, thumb grazing your cheek, and when he deepens the kiss, your stomach flips.

His lips move against yours, slow and unhurried, but there's something dark simmering beneath the surface. something dangerous. His teeth graze your bottom lip, sharp enough to make you gasp, and he swallows the sound greedily.

"See?" he murmurs against your lips, his voice thick with amusement. "I always know what you need."

You don't get the chance to argue.

Because then, he kisses you again—harder this time, more insistent. His hands find your waist, pulling you closer, and suddenly, there's no space between you at all.

His body presses yours against the mattress, slotting himself between your legs. The weight of him pressing against your core sends shivers down your spine. Your mouth parts as a soft sigh escapes your lips. 

Wonbin takes this opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth, the muscles immediately fighting for dominance, Wonbin ultimately winning in the end. The kiss is anything but slow, your lips moving against each other with urgency. 

Your hands fist at the fabric of his shirt, and as if on cue, his shirt melts off of him and into thin air. You were used to his interesting capabilities, but that didn’t prevent you from being caught off guard almost every time. 

You don’t have time to fully react as Wonbin is moving his lips away from your mouth, down your jaw, and to your neck. He sucks lightly on your skin in some places, earning small whines from you in return. He smirks against your skin before pulling back to look you in your eyes.

He holds eye contact with you for a moment, your chest heaving up and down as you look at him, not sure what his next move is going to be. 

“Something’s not right,” he trails off. His hand raises in the air, his thumb and middle finger snapping, and within an instant your clothes have disappeared off of your body. 

You instantly curl in on yourself, arms covering your chest at the sudden lack of covering on your body. Wonbin loved how you covered yourself, acting as if your body wasn’t literally begging for him to fuck you.

He chuckled lowly before leaning back in, his hands wrapping around your wrists, pulling your arms away from your body. His lips immediately attach to your breasts. He lets your arms fall so his own can roam the curves of your body, but you're quick to attach your hands to his hair. 

The light tugs you make on his scalp earn low groans from Wonbin, but he doesn’t falter a bit. His lips work expertly on your nipples, his tongue swirling around the bud, while his fingers pinch the other one. Your back arches, pressing yourself further against him as his lips begin to trail lower.

Goosebumps litter your skin at the feeling of his lips against your stomach. They trail lower and lower and lower until he reaches your heat.

His hands splay against your thighs, pushing your legs apart so he can see you fully. He hums at the sight of your cunt, glistening with slick all for him. His eyes turn black with lust, his head immediately dipping back down to devour you whole.

You throw your head back once his mouth is on your cunt. His lips suck on your clit while his fingers trace over your opening. He hid tongue circles around your swollen bud, his mouth working sloppily against your heat.

Without warning, his finger plunges inside of you, eliciting a moan from your lips. He quickly adds another finger in, scissoring you open. He looks up at you from his current position in between your legs, reveling in the way you react to him.

You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, your fists balling up against your sides. “C-close,” you breathe, chest still heaving with pleasure.

Wonbin removes himself from your heat completely at your words, his fingers slipping out of you as well. You cry at the loss of contact, “Bbin…” you whine.

“So needy,” he says, voice sultry. 

He moves his body back in between your legs, “I’ll give you what you want, don’t worry darling.”

You practically melt at his words. You hated how much of an effect he had on you. He leans back slightly, lining up his cock with your entrance, before slowly pushing himself inside. His eyes squeeze shut at the feeling of your tightness, a groan rumbling out of him. 

Your jaw has gone slack, head thrown back at the feeling of him stretching you out. After he bottoms out, he leans back over you, caging your body beneath him. He begins moving, starting off slow. So slow it's almost agonizing.

Tears prick at your eyes, your desire and the pleasure you’re feeling suddenly becoming overwhelming. 

Wonbin picks up the pace, thrusting into you at a pace that makes you see stars, his tip hitting that gummy spot inside you, over and over again. His head falls against your shoulder. 

“I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you.” He growls against the skin of your shoulder. 

You moan in response, clenching around him at his words. “Fuck, Wonbin!” You cry out.

“That's right, baby, scream my name.” His head has risen again, watching your face contort as he continues to fuck you dumb.

You can feel your orgasm pulling at you again, the buildup from earlier hitting you again. this time with much more force. Wonbin pulls out completely before bottoming out again, jackhammering his hips into yours. desperate to see you fall apart beneath him. 

You begin to crumble, your stomach tightening completely before exploding into pleasure. “Wonbin!” You practically scream, your legs shaking as your eyes squeeze shut. 

Incoherent babbles fall from your lips as he fucks you through your orgasm, his own not far behind. “Good girl, doing s-so good for me,” he praises you as his hips begin to stutter, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he spills into you. 

He pulls out of you, leaving you feeling empty as you clench around nothing. 

The air between you is thick with heat, your bodies still tingling from the intensity of what just happened. Your body feels weightless, suspended in the quiet that follows, your breaths mingling with his in the dim light of your bedroom.

Wonbin watches you, his dark eyes tracing every inch of your face as if memorizing the way you look in this moment—flushed, dazed, utterly undone. His fingers ghost along your cheek, cool against your warm skin, and for a fleeting second, you wonder if he’ll stay.

But you already know the answer.

His touch lingers for just a moment longer before he pulls away, a quiet chuckle escaping his lips as he watches your eyelids flutter. Sleep is creeping in, pulling you under, your body succumbing to the exhaustion of the night.

“You always do this,” he murmurs, voice softer than before. “Give in to me, and then drift away.”

You hum in response, barely conscious, the weight of sleep too heavy to fight.

Wonbin exhales, amused, and you feel the ghost of his fingers brushing one last time against your hair before the weight on the bed shifts. The warmth of him disappears, replaced by the cool whisper of air as he slips back into the darkness where he came from.

This wasn't the first time Wonbin helped you fall asleep, and it won’t be the last.

…

..

.

[luvyeni]

DRUNK LOVERS GAME 𝕼. ( 박원빈 )

𝓲𝓲 ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𓈒𓈒 ( 박원빈 x fem!reader )   ─── ❛ genre ⸝⸝ smut. content warning. sexual tension, drinking, language, unprotected sex, strangers to lovers word count. 3.6k 「 req? ⦂ yes/no 」 library  !

synopsis … playing a sex drinking game with … even though this is the first time yall met.

𝕼 ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𓈒 yeni’s note .ᐟ based on a card game i saw on tiktok shop 😭

‘We’re hosting a sleepover , tonight and since you’ll be here you have to participate’ should’ve been a red flag , why as college students would you have a sleepover?

correction; sleepover meant your roommate’s were inviting their boyfriends over to spend the night and they had a friend who was single and your roommates had the bright idea of setting you two up for the night. “come on , he’s super cute.” isa stood in your doorway. “don’t you have a boyfriend?”

“yes , but i also have eyes and i can see that wonbin is super cute.” she flopped down on your bed. “and you’re hot too , and you’re both single.” she said. “you two are a perfect match.” you turned around in your chair to face her. “im not having sex with him just so you can have sex with yours without feeling bad that i have to hear how loud you are being.” you turned to your other roommate chloe who was now standing in your doorway. “you either.”

“we never said you had to have sex with him.” isa said. “just don’t be a bitch to him, be nice and make him feel welcomed.” both of your roommates now sitting on your bed. “does he even know he’s about to be set up?” they looked at each other. “well sorta , seunghan felt bad leaving him alone in the apartment , so we told them to invite him over and we’ll introduce him to someone.” chloe said. “you being that someone.”

you sighed , you really didn’t want to do this; but where were you gonna go? it’s 10:30 and all your friends are gonna be occupied so you can’t go drink. “fuck it , fine i’ll entertain the guy my friends and their boyfriends sold me to for the night.” you said standing up. “okay now go get changed.” you stared at them. “and why would i do that?” you looked down at the fresh pajamas you just put on. “these are clean i swear.”

“yn you’re wearing minion pajama pants and a shirt 7 sizes too big for you , who’s shirt is that?” isa said. “it’s my dads , i think.” you said. “it has holes and stains on it.” chloe scrunched up her nose up in disgust. “you said i didn’t have to seduce him.” you stood hand on your hip. “yeah you also don’t have to run him away purposely ; take the damn thing off and change into a shirt little appealing and with less stains and holes.” your grumbled , going into your closet. “im keeping the pants on.” you turned around showing them the tank top. “appealing enough?”

“perfect that tank makes your boobs look nice and plump.” you rolled your eyes; taking your shirt off throwing it to the floor. “my comfy shirt replaced by this tank all in the sake of a boy i’ve never met.” you put the shirt on. “good.” they both gave you a thumbs up. “the pants are terrible , but he won’t be paying much attention to those especially when your boobs are literally all perked up like that.”

you helped set up the the food and blankets up for the movie. “these blankets here; yeah throw them away in the morning i want nothing to do with them after you all use them during the movie.” you shook disgusted. “don’t think like that yn.” isa said. “yeah , we’re all adults we’ll just get up and go into the room.” they both smirked while you looked mortified. “im gonna throw up.” you said; just as someone knocked on the door. “oh yn go get that ; isa is still doing that over there, and i have to go to bedroom to get some more things.”

you got up from the chair; going over to the door, opening it , the three boys standing in front of you; you’ve met sungchan and seunghan in passing , but you’ve never fully hung out with them. “hi.” seunghan said. “yn right?” you nodded. “yeah , they don’t have another roommate that i'm aware of so that would be me.” the one behind them chuckled. “come in, they're finished setting up.” you said , stepping to the side to let them in. “hannie!” you watched isa stop what she was doing to run over and hug the boy, chloe coming out to greet sungchan. “what’s that?” you pointed to the bag in her hands. “oh nothing , just something for later.” she said ominously. “oh that’s frightening.”

wonbin was fine with staying home; he really was, but his roommates had other ideas. “it’s just for one night.” sungchan said. “and yn is a nice girl.” seunghan said. “you just said you’ve only said hi and bye to her.” he said. “yeah and she was nice each and every time.” the younger boy said. “they don’t want her to feel left out in her own apartment , and it’s not like you have anything to do.”

and that’s how wonbin found himself in your apartment; staring at a girl in minion pajamas. “nice pajamas.” you looked down , back at him. “thank you.” both your friends forget about the both of you. “im yn.” you held your hand out. “you can shake it , i don’t bite.” he smiled , taking your hand shaking it. “see , unharmed , come on.” you said guiding him to the living room. “sorry my friends pushed me on you.” you said , chloe slapped your shoulder. “yn don’t say it like that , be nice.” she said , wonbin laughed; you were funny he had to admit, blunt but funny. “that was being nice , it wasn’t an attack on him.” you shot back. “she’s not always this bad.” she said. “she’s 10 times worst.” isa said sitting on seunghans lap. “trust once she’s had a drink she’ll soften up.”

“well let’s hope she does.” he said, staring at you as you walked; you were cute, talking to yourself in the kitchen as you prepared the drinks for everyone. “go help her.” sungchan said , he nodded , sitting his bag down following you into the kitchen. “do you need help?” you turned around to face the boy. “sure , you can be useful.” you handed him the bottles of soju , you held the cups , walking back into the living room. “thank you yn.” seunghan said , you nodded , sitting on the floor to give them space on the couch; wonbin sat down next to you.

the six of you sat around the table; eating food, drinking and joking around together. it was all fun , and wonbin wasn’t bad at all either. he was super nice and sweet , he poured your drinks , and got you food. he ever laughed at your horrible jokes when your friends didn’t. “he’s a better friend than you two are and i’ve known him for 3 hours.” you said, your friends rolling their eyes. “he even complimented my minion pants.” wonbin laughed next to you, you really did soften up once you had a drink. “he’s my new friend you two can go.”

“yeah? wonbin you agree with this?” seunghan said , his arm around isa. “of course.” wonbin responded , his knee bumping against yours, you both hadn’t even realized how close you’ve become. “so you both wouldn’t mind coupling up for the night to play a game?” chloe said. you both turned to each other. “are they trying to trick us?” you asked. “what game.” wonbin said , taking a sip of his drink. “it’s a drinking game.”

isa pulled the box of cards from the bag you saw earlier, you stared suspiciously at the box as she sat them on the table. “drunk lovers drinking game?” you read the box. “are you serious?” you scoffed. “why do you buy such nonsense?” your friend smiled. “late online shopping with a bottle of soju , now we have this.” she said. “let’s play.” everyone agreed , wonbin turned to you. “you wanna play.” he asked , you shrugged. “what’s the worst that could happen?”

“lick your partner below the waist or drink twice.” your eyes widened as you watched sungchan lift up isa’s shirt , licking right below her waists. “what the hell is this game.” you snatched the box off the table , reading it off. “what does it say?” wonbin said. “there’s two decks of cards , the pink ones are more tame and the black ones are….” you trailed off. “dirty.”

how the hell were you and wonbin gonna play this game? “chloe it’s your turn.” your friend picked up a pink card. “share your thoughts on an open relationship or drink once.” she read , sungchan sat up. “don’t you dare pick that drink up. “what !? i wasn’t.” she said. “don’t you two start fighting.” isa said. “go on.” sungchan said. “obviously i hate it , if you ever think of asking to go open it up , the cops will only find your ear.” she said turning to her boyfriend. “and what do you think about them?” she said , wonbin watched you look at the couple on the couple who clearly were in love with amusement , he then looked at the card game — which one was he supposed to pick , the pink one was based on relationship questions; he hardly knew you , as sweet and attractive you were , he’d only known you for 3 hours.

and he couldn’t pick up the black one; once again he knew you and what if he gets a super dirty one. “okay yn , you go.” you looked around the table; the pink ones were the obvious safe choice. “just chose the pink one.” wonbin said; you picked the card up , reading off it. “maintain intimate eye contact with your partner, first one of you to laugh had to take a drink.” you read , okay it’s not so bad. “oh yn is laughing first forsure.” isa said.

you and wonbin faced each other; you could already feel your face heating up, wonbin was extremely attractive and his eyes were naturally sensual and intimate. “i don’t know wonbin looks like he’s gonna break first , his hands look a little shaky.” it felt like forever before you just couldn’t take it anymore , you let out a shaky awkward laugh , looking away. “told you.” isa said , wonbin smirked , watching you take a shot , fanning your hot face. “yn you need a minute?” chloe smirked , you gave her the finger. “wonbin your turn.”

he went to reach for a pink card , when sungchan put his hand in front of it. “come on switch it up man , they already did two pinks.” he moved his hand over to the black deck , praying he didn’t get something drastic. “read it.” seunghan said; he turned the card around to red , his face turn it red. “what does it say?” you asked , he showed you the card , your eyes widened. “we can’t do that.”

“what does it say?” chloe asked , everyone looking interested in the answer. “recreate your partners favorite sex position.” wonbin said. “well.” isa said. “yn what’s your favorite position.” your eyes widened at the sudden invasion of your privacy. “we-well.” you scratched the back of your neck. although he was just as floored as you , he still was curious. “it’s missionary , but that’s not the point we can’t — lay back.” wonbin said , everyone turning to him. “huh?”

“yeah huh?” sungchan said; it might’ve been the alcohol talking , or maybe it was you being all flustered; but he just said fuck it. “i said lay back.” he repeated. “bu-but —if you don’t you have to take five shots of soju.” isa threw at you , the group on the couch oohing in a dramatic way. “what , the card says two.” you shot back. “my game , my rules.” you were gonna kill her. “go on.” chloe said. “you can do it.”

you couldn’t; you really couldn’t — but you did , you laid back on the floor. wonbins hands came up to your calf’s , pushing your legs apart , slotting himself in between; his hands on both sides of your head, he was now hovering above you; his gold chain dangling in front of your face. “how long do we have to do this.” wonbin asked. “the card says a minute.” he looked down at you ; taking in your face, your eyes were shut tight , hands in little fists. you could feel his lower half pressed against yours meanwhile he was thinking about ever unappealing thing he could think of so he wouldn’t get hard. you finally opened your eyes , and he prayed the time would finally come before you could feel him. “okay , times up.”

the two of you quickly unattached yourselves from each other. “wow both of you are extremely flustered right now.” chloe laughed. “shut up , just go.” you said , unable to look at anyone; especially the boy next to you who was the exact same way.

the rest of the game was not easy; in fact it seems like the game got even worse; the cards got even raunchy, even the pink ones seemed too much for you. “okay yn that’s the last card and it’s yours.” sungchan said , and it was a black one. you turned to wonbin who was already missing a shirt due to his last card pick , now that you weren’t complaining too much about , but you could already see his skin beet red; the godforsaken gold chain laying on his bare chest. “hey yn stop staring and go.” isa teased , making them laugh. “shut up.” you picked the card up. “give your partner a hickey.”

wonbin felt like he was going through the wringer already with this game; and this , your lips on his neck — how the hell was he gonna get through the night with a fucking hard on? the soju was gone so you couldn’t drink. “it’s the last card , let go out with a bang before we watch movies.” chloe said , wiggling her eyebrows. “o-okay.” you turned to wonbin. “how the hell do i do this?” you said to yourself. “just , come here.” he pulled you into his lap. “oh look how fast they’re moving.” seunghan said tipsy from the alcohol. “shut up.” wonbin said. “you’ve given a hickey before?”

“of course.” you said , just not to a boy you met five hours ago , and especially not a boy this attractive. “move your head to the side.” he felt your lips on his neck and he swore he almost let out a moan; and both your friends were cheering you both on. he clenched his fist to keep himself from letting out a noise as you sucked on his neck. after like 2 minutes of you sucking on his neck you finally pulled away, a red blotch appearing on his skin , you quickly climbed off the boy. “okay , game over.” you said. “let’s watch the movie.”

you grabbed all the empty bottles; running into the kitchen to throw them in the trash. wonbin grabbed the extra trash following behind you to leave the couples to clean up the card game. “you okay?” he said , you nodded , not turning around. “i-im fine.” you stuttered out , you finally turned around. “put your shirt back on.” you said. “why are you flustered still.” he smirked. “no , it’s cold.” you said , running past him back into the living room, he laughed to himself throwing the trash out, making his way back into the living room.

“you’ll thank us later for this.” isa said. “will i? how will this benefit me?” you said. “look at wonbins eyes and tell me he doesn’t want to fuck you , that’s how it will.” you two broke up your little circle , making your way back to the floor. “here.” he sat down next to you , handing you a blanket. “you said it’s cold.” he said. “i said you’re cold.” you mumbled to yourself. “yeah , i am.” he said, moving closer to you , putting the blanket over both of you. “but now im not.” he smiled , just as the lights went out.

you could feel the warmth of his body against yours as you watched the movie , you could barely keep your eyes on the tv instead your attention was on wonbin. you felt a pillow to the back of the bed which made both of you turn around; isa and seunghan making their escape. “where the hell did chloe go?” you said. “oh they left like 30 minutes ago; you two were too busy watching the movie.” seunghan said. “more like watch each other.” isa said. “good night.” you waved them off , standing up. “where are you going?” wonbin spoke up. “im going to my room.” you said. “no stay.” he said , grabbing your wrist. “the movie isn’t over.”

you sat back down on the floor next to him; looking forward at the tv ; but you could tell he wasn’t looking at the movie — he was looking at you. “i know you can feel me staring at you.” he whispered. ���i-i can.” you said. “why-why though?” you finally turned to him. “why are you looking at me?”

“because i think you’re pretty.” he confessed; your heart skipped a beat. “thank you; you’re not to bad yourself.” you tried to sound confident , that was until he leaned in , his face close to yours; his eyes traveling down to your lips. “because i think you want to kiss me right now.” he said , you gulped nervously. “i want to kiss you.” he said. “so bad.” he whispered , his lips practically ghosting over yours. “so fucking mnph.” you closed the short gap between you two; you didn’t know what came over you; maybe it was the alcohol or the game , but you couldn’t hold back anymore. “shit.” he pulled away with a chuckle. “that was a real desperate kiss.” he teased. “almost like you’ve been waiting for it.”

“get up.” he said , moving to the couch. “come here.” he beckoned you over. “take these off.” he said. “you take them off.” you gathered all the confidence you could to say that; he smirked , sitting up from his manspreading position. “okay.” he pulled you closer towards his face , planting a kiss on your waist. he slowly undid the tie on your pants; he stared up at you as he pulled your pants down your legs. “such cute pants , but you’re wearing these slutty panties underneath.” he said , you bit your to contain a moan as he teasingly pulled back the elastic of your panties , letting it snap against your skin. “such pretty noises.” he pulled your panties down. “and an even prettier pussy.”

he pulled you down; you straddled his waist. “you showed me your favorite position right?.” his thumb on your clit , rubbing figure eights. “wo-wonbin.” you moaned , but he shh’d you. “we gotta be quiet,” he said. “can you be quiet?” you nodded. “good , now let me show you mine.” he held your waist , and he stood up lightly to pull his pants down just enough to free his cock. “fuck it’s so hard.” he groaned , his tip was red. “been feeling this way since i felt your little pussy throbbing for me earlier,” he said. “is that what you wanted?” he cock pressing against your hole. “for me to feel how desprare your pretty cunt was for her to be filled up.”

he guided you down on his cock; your cunt gripping him like a vice. “oh fuck.” he leaned back against the couch , head thrown back. “that’s it -fuck- work my cock.” you began to move your hips , grinding your hips back and forth. “won-wonbin fuck.” you grabbed his shoulders to steady yourself. you weren’t planning on going this far with him but here you were , both of you struggling to keep quiet as his cock dragged along your walls. “fuck baby , we gotta speed this up.” he groaned , his hair stuck to his forehead. “shit , let me take over.”

he grabbed your waist , bouncing you on his cock. “oh my god.” you gasped , your head falling in between his neck where you left the hickey. “mhm , fuck leave some more.” he moaned as you suck on his neck. “fuck , your little cunt feels so good.” the slapping noises drowning out the movie. “keep doing that.” you moaned against his skin , you felt so good bouncing on his dick. “fuck , wanna feel you cum around me.” he said. “you gonna cum for me?” he brought his fingers where you two were connected , rubbing circles. “m’gonna cum.”

“cum for me.” he pressed his lips against yours to swallow up your moans as you came around him. “oh fuck.” he pulled away. “fuck im gonna cum.” he said in a hushed tone. “sh-shit.” he lifted you off of him , his load shooting from his thick cock , covering your thighs; your body fell against his chest as you came down from your highs. “hey.” he whispered. “we gotta clean up.” he said. “let’s go to my room.” you said , you wanted more. “you want more?” he smirked , you nodded.

“well then you’re gonna explain to them in the morning , cause i don’t care how much noise you make , i wanna hear how good im fucking you.”

“how did you have a better night than we did?” isa said the next morning. “you two were at for 2 fucking hours , our couch yn on the couch we sit there.” chloe shrieked. “you two couldn’t make it to the room , you were on the floor when we left.” isa said. “it just happened , don’t blame me.” you threw your hands up in defense your phone buzzing , wonbins name popping up you smiled. “look at you , who’s fault is it then if not yours?” you shrugged , picking up your phone to answer.

“soju and drunk lovers game.”

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messes & kisses

✩ wonbin x reader (ft. seunghan)

. 18+ mdni!

. word count! 3.6k

{oneshot, smut, nonidol!wonbin, nonidol!seunghan, fwb!seunghan, afab!reader, mentions of Anton and Eunseok, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), thigh riding, oral sex (m.receiving), cheating, it’s a bit angsty but not really, kinda public}

a.n i apologize if there’s any mistakes, this isn’t proof read and english isn’t my first language, please bare with me!! i don’t know how i feel about this one, not super proud of it but i hope u enjoy! ><

synopsis . you meet a boy at a party and he makes you forget about all the bad things

With a hand around your neck and a knee between your legs, Seunghan continues roughly attacking your lips with his. “Fuck..”, you mutter breathlessly when he presses his knee against you. Making out in the campus’ bathroom stall with Seunghan wasn’t something new, infact, you could consider it a part of your routine at this point. You knew it was wrong, he was already in a relationship. At the end of the day though, you always found yourself going back to him. He was your drug and you were his.

You’re brought back to reality at the feel of his cold hands snaking up your shirt. “What are you thinking about hm?”, he whispers, his hot breath against your ear making you shiver. “Mmm, nothing,” you reply, attaching your lips to his once again. You have to bite back a moan at the feeling of his tongue in your mouth and the pressure of his knee against your core, and you can feel him smirk against your mouth. He pulls back for a second and– 

“Are you guys done fucking like animals, cuz your girlfriend is looking for you.” an all too familiar voice announces, making both you and Seunghan jump a bit, not having heard the door open. “Shit..” Seunghan mutters under his breath before pulling away and getting out of the stall. “Next time, maybe make your presence known instead of scaring the living hell out of us, Ant.” he says before exiting the bathroom. Anton just ignores him, walking towards you, his eyes softening a bit. You fix your attire in the mirror before turning to face your friend. “Do I look okay?” you ask him. Anton nods, “You’re good.” You hum and start walking towards the door, but Anton’s hand catches your wrist. “Y/N.” His voice is a bit too serious for your liking.

“What..?” you reply. 

“I’m not gonna keep covering for you guys all the time, you know? I know it’s none of my business but as both of your friends I think this should stop. For God’s sake Y/N, he’s in a relationship. You know he’s playing both of you.” Anton says. And you don’t know why but his words make you slightly angry. 

“Look Ant, I appreciate the concern but this is between me and Seunghan. And what do you mean, “he’s playing both of you”. I don’t feel anything for him, he’s only giving me benefits and that’s our mutual understanding.” You reply trying to state your point. Anton sighs, “I’ve known you for long enough to see the way you look at him, Y/N.” 

“Look at him how, Anton!” you reply, your annoyance level going up. “I know there’s something Y/N, I’m not stupid.” he says rather calmly, opposed to you. “And I’m telling you there’s nothing there!” you reply one last time with a huff before turning on your heels and leaving. 

You frown as you make your way out of the campus’ building. The truth is, deep down you knew you were mad because Anton was right. As much as you deny it, and as much as you hate yourself for it, there was something about Seunghan that tugged at your heartstrings. It’s not your fault he decided to go out and get a girlfriend. Your relationship with him existing long before her anyways. But alas, you guys agreed upon being friends with benefits after a drunken hookup and that’s all you were. You guys agreed not to catch feelings for each other so that was your problem.. for another day. 

Wanting to get your mind off things, you decide it’s best to head home and bury yourself into completing your missing assignments. And well, being left high and dry were not in your expectations today, so let’s just say getting there as soon as possible and taking a cold shower were also in your plans.

You enter your room as you finish drying your hair with a towel, noticing the dim screen of your phone lit up with a notification. You sit down on your bed, phone in hand. It was a text from Seunghan.

{hani<3}   hey 10:26pm

      Y/N? 10:39pm

{y/n}       heyyy, what’s up? I was in the shower 10:40pm

{hani<3}   ur good 10:40pm

       my friend is throwing a party this friday 10:41pm

      wanna go with me? 10:41pm

{y/n}         uhh, what about ur gf 10:42pm

{hani<3}   dw about her, she’ll be out of town 10:42pm

      so? 10:43pm

{y/n}       I’ll come 10:43pm

You answer before closing your phone and throwing it on your bed. You groan, knowing you shouldn’t have said yes but.. Whatever, as much as you hate it, you can’t lie and say you don’t like spending time with him. 

You spent the last few days anticipating friday, but now you find yourself nervously fiddling with the hem of your little black dress, waiting outside of your apartment for Seunghan to pick you up.  

A car pulls up and you recognize it as Seunghan’s. When it stops, you open the door and get in. 

“Hey,” he says, giving you a sly smile. You greet him back as you buckle the seatbelt. As he drives away, his hand makes its way to your thigh, gripping it slightly. Seunghan looks at you and smirks when he hears your breath hitch. “Stay focused on the road..” you mutter. He simply hums, amused. He does as told, eyes looking forward but his hand remains on you, massaging circles on your plush skin with his thumb. 

You can feel his hand snake higher when he pulls up in the driveway of a bustling house. “Seunghan,” you say under your breath. He chuckles and stops the engine before taking his hand away, and you shiver at the now lack-of warmth on your thigh. “C’mon, let’s go in.” he says before getting out. You follow suit, jumping out of the car and meeting him at the front porch of the house. It takes a few knocks before someone opens the door. “Hey, man! Come on in,” says the guy, dapping up Seunghan. You soon learn that the guy’s name is Eunseok, one of Seunghan’s friends and the one hosting. 

Inside, the house is crowded with people. There’s people chatting, some are drinking, couples making out sloppily, some grinding on each other, there’s bodies pressed together everywhere. Not to mention the loud music and chattering. This is a party alright, you tell yourself. 

Seunghan pulls you along by the hand, taking you to the room where everyone is dancing with each other. The sound of the music is especially loud in this room, and you can barely hear each other. God, your head is already pounding from the noise. You definitely will need a drink to survive the night. 

You tap Seunghan’s shoulder. “I’ll be right back! I’m going to grab a drink, want anything?” you basically scream at him, so he can hear you over all the noise. 

He shoots you an ‘OK’ and tells you to get him anything, he’ll be waiting for you back here. 

You nod and separate yourself from his hold, maneuvering your way out of the pit of bodies. You exhale deeply when you leave the room, all the people pressed together were making it quite suffocating. 

It takes you a while to figure out where the drinks are, never having navigated this house before but you eventually do. You take two random mixed cocktails from the drinks table and make your way back to the dancefloor to find Seunghan. 

Upon entering the room, it takes you a while of searching until your eyes land on him. 

“What the fuck..” you mutter under your breath, heart aching slightly. Your eyes are wide as you stare at him and another figure next to him. Why was Seunghan with another girl? And why were they all up in each other’s business. You scoff and shake your head, trying to keep your cool.  But next thing you know, his mouth is on hers and they’re all over each other. 

Your heart drops and tears of frustration spring in your eyes. Seriously? You blink your tears away, Anton warned you, you just didn’t want to believe it. You knew Seunghan was a player, gosh, he was even playing his girlfriend with you. You just didn’t expect him to go off to someone else, why did he even ask you to the party then? You laugh dryly feeling stupid and used. 

You turn on your feet, making your way to the mostly empty room you saw when you passed by earlier. It was a more secluded area, the music also being less loud over here. There were a few people, a couple making out, two guys talking to each other at a table, and a guy on his phone sitting alone on the couch. 

You sigh and opt for the couch, the only sitting space available next to the guy. You set the drinks down on the table as you sit down, and take a sip of your now, much needed cocktail. You can feel him staring so you decide to take a glance at him too. 

Woah. Your eyes go wide, almost choking on your drink when you get a good look at him and you can see him smirk at your reaction. Pretty was an understatement, this guy was easily the most attractive man you’ve laid eyes upon. You clear your throat and direct your eyes back to the cocktail in your hands, swirling the liquid in the cup. 

A few minutes pass by in silence before he speaks up. “Here alone?” he asks. 

You jump a bit at his voice, not expecting him to initiate any conversation with you. Gosh, even his voice was pretty. “N-no, I mean, actually, yeah” you mumble. 

He raises his brow, but doesn’t push it. “What’s your name?” 

“Y/N, what’s yours?” you return the question. 

“That’s a pretty name, quite suitable for a pretty girl like you” he says with a flirty smile, “I’m Wonbin, nice to meet you, Y/N.” 

You feel your cheeks getting warm at his words, he thinks you’re pretty? You shake your head, he’s just flirting with you. “Nice to meet you..” 

“Are you here alone?” you throw the question back at him. 

He hums, “got dragged along by the boys, my friend’s hosting.” 

You nod, unsure what to say next. 

“So, Y/N, why are you here alone?” Wonbin asks. 

You sigh, re-calling the situation to him. It was a bit embarrassing but hey, he asked and you had someone to let out your frustrations to. 

“What an asshole,” he scoffs, “I’m sorry he did that, you deserve to be treated better.”

You shake your head, “It’s okay, I should've seen it coming. Anyways, I didn’t want to let it ruin my night but here I am. I wanted to distract myself but I guess it’s still on my mind.” 

Wonbin listens to your rant before placing a hand on your thigh. “I can be your distraction, Y/N.” he whispers.

“W-what,” you blurb out, taken aback. “What do you mean, Wonbin.” 

He smirks, “I meant what I said earlier, Y/N. So, will you let me be your distraction, pretty?” he says headily.

You stare at him, his own eyes staring back at you intently. He leans in closer and you can feel his breath against your lips. “Can I?” he whispers. 

You quickly nod, wanting to know how his lips would feel like on yours. 

With your approval, Wonbin closes the distance between your mouths. One of his hands comes to gently cup your cheek, while the other leaves feathering touches down your body. 

You sigh softly against his soft lips, of course he’s a good kisser on top of everything. God, this man was dangerous. 

You pull back for a second, softly pushing him so he rests against the couch, readjusting your position so you're straddling him. “I- is this okay?” you mumble shyly. 

He laughs softly, his hands coming to rest against your sides. “This is great actually,” he smirks before leaning in to kiss you more. 

You let your hands rest on his shoulders, leaning in closer and deepening the kiss. His tongue swipes against your lips, a silent ask, and you gladly oblige. He pushes past your lips, tongue playing with yours. 

A soft moan leaves your lips as the kiss turns more heated by the second. Wonbin groans against your mouth, you taste so good and your lips feel perfect on his, like you were made for him. You pull back for a second to catch your breath and Wonbin takes the opportunity to attack your neck. 

You play with his hair as he leaves love bites all over your neck and collarbone, god these we’re gonna be a pain to cover up, but you couldn’t care less at the moment. He pulls back for a second admiring his work with a satisfied smirk. 

“Fuck, you look even more pretty like this, covered in my marks” he whispers heatedly. 

You hum with reddened cheeks, feeling yourself getting desperate for more. You lean down, feverishly leaving kisses down his jaw, making your way to his neck and leaving markings of your own. A soft noise leaves his lips at your attention and you pull back with a gasp as you feel him getting hard against your clothed pussy. 

Amused by your reaction, he pushes you harder against the tent growing in his pants. “F-fuck, you’re so hard.” you moan out at the feeling.

“Mmm, it’s all because of you” he purrs, hands slipping under your already hiked-up dress. You shiver at the feeling of his cold hands on your bare skin. 

Wonbin begins rocking your body against him, enticing you to grind on him. “F-fuck, bbin-” you breath out, his hard on pressing on just the right spot. 

Wonbin smirks at the nickname you gave him, “feel good, hmm?” You just nod, focusing on rolling your hips against him. 

You whine when Wonbin holds you down, forcing you to stop your rhythm. “Why–” 

He repositions you so his thigh is directly under your core, pushing you down on him. “I want you to make yourself feel good,” he says in a husky voice, flexing his muscles under you, the feeling making you grip his shoulders harder.  

“C’mon, you we’re doing so good earlier, baby” he cooes, moving your hips against him. You whine, feeling shy but letting him rock you against him. Eventually, you feel yourself growing needier, finding a rhythm of your own. 

“F-fuck, Wonbin, ah-!” you moan out as he attaches his lips on your neck, sucking that sweet spot and leaving yet another mark. 

You can feel yourself getting closer, hips desperately grinding down on him and Wonbin can’t help but look at you with an amused expression. “C’mon, pretty, are you close?” 

You just hum, eyes shut and eyebrows knitted together, chasing your high. You gasp when Wonbin flexes his thigh and pushes you harder against him, helping you get there. 

You can feel it coming, legs starting to shake under his hold, but Wonbin keeps rocking you against him. “A-ah! Wait, fuck–!” you whine as you cum, letting your head fall against him as your body sputters in his hold. 

He lets you catch your breath, hands rubbing down your sides in a soothing way, “That was so hot,” he chuckles. 

You sit back up, looking at him with a smile before your face drops. Oh my god, you completely forgot that you weren’t alone in the room. Wonbin sees your expression as you look around the room, catching on. 

“Don’t worry, they left earlier, if that’s what you’re worried about.” he reassures you. 

You let out a sigh of relief, turning back to him and pressing a kiss to his lips. He catches your lips with his, sharing another heated kiss with you. 

You teasingly move on his lap, earning a groan from him. “Fuck, pretty, don’t tease,” he rasps out. You give him a sly smile, running your hand down his chest until you reach the tent in his pants. 

His breath hitches as you grab him through his pants, watching you intently, anticipating your next move. 

You get off his lap painfully slowly before dropping to your knees in between his legs. You look up at him with sultry eyes as you unzip his pants. He curses, the way you look at him making him feel things.

You can’t help but gawk at him when you finally free his aching cock. Was there anything about this man that wasn’t pretty? 

You wrap one of your hands around him, giving him a few pumps before licking a strip up his length. “F-fuck–” Wonbin hisses, throwing his head back at the sensation. 

You giggle, kissing his tip already leaking with pre-cum, earning another groan from him. Without warning you take him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around his tip. His head snaps back up, wanting to watch you suck him off. He grabs your hair in one hand so he can get a better view. 

And, fuck, isn’t that a view to look at, Wonbin thinks to himself. Your small mouth wrapped around him with your saliva dripping down his cock turning him on even more. 

Maintaining eye contact with him, you start taking him deeper in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and hollowing your cheeks. His hips involuntarily buck against your mouth at the feeling, causing you to gag on his cock. 

“S-shit, sorry pretty, you’re making me feel so good,” he says through ragged breaths. 

You moan around him at the praise, the vibrations making him twitch in your mouth. “Fuck, I want to fuck this pretty little mouth, will you let me?” he asks desperately. 

You hum in response and that’s all it takes before he starts rutting in your mouth, tears prick your eyes as you try not to gag.

You hold onto his thighs for stability as he continues abusing your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat which will surely leave a bruise, but all you could care about right now is making him feel good. 

He groans, hips starting to stutter, “y-you’re taking me so well, pretty” 

You moan, hollowing your cheeks for him, making him shutter. 

You can feel him start to twitch in your mouth, indicating that he is close. “F-fuck, where do you want me?” He pulls out quickly, fisting his cock in his hand. You open your mouth for him, a silent answer. 

After a few more pumps, he shoots ropes of white into your mouth. Without breaking eye contact, you swallow every last drop of his load. 

“Fuck,” he stares down at you, patting your head while breathing heavily. “You did so good, pretty” he says, pulling you back up to kiss you hungrily. You moan into the kiss, and Wonbin smirks against your mouth. 

You pull back, “Wonbin.. I want you,” you murmur needily. 

“Yeah?” he hums, amused, before gently pushing you down on the couch, climbing over you. 

Wonbin lifts your dress to have easier access to your entrance. And he can’t help but chuckle at your drenched panties, tossing them to the side. 

He drops a kiss to your lips before aligning himself with your entrance. “I’m going to put it in, okay?” he says before entering you.

You moan at the feeling, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you. “S-shit, you’re so tight..” he groans.

“I’m gonna move now,” he warns you before slamming his hips into you, your wet cunt taking his dick perfectly. 

You pull him down, attacking his lips with yours. He’s making you feel so good, his cock hitting all the right places. Your hands bury themselves in his long hair, tugging here and there.

Wonbin groans, “look at you taking me so well, pretty. It’s like you were made to be mine,” he purrs. 

You moan, arching your back into him when he hits your sweet spot. “R-right there, bbin, ah-! Fuck!” 

Wonbin continues hitting that spot, hips snapping against yours, increasing his speed when he feels you clench around him. He’s not gonna last long if you keep sucking him in like this. 

Luckily with a final snap of his hips, you reach your new high, legs trembling as ecstasy takes over your senses. Wonbin quickly pulls out, fisting his cock a few times and spilling his load all over your lower stomach. 

You look up at him with a lazy smile, “that was amazing, bbin” 

He chuckles before getting up, fixing his pants and grabbing tissues from the table, cleaning you up. You thank him before getting up and fixing your dress. 

Wonbin grabs your hand, clearing his throat, “uhh, i don’t know if it’s a right time to ask but, would you let me take you out, tomorrow?” he asks sheepishly.

You giggle, “Sure, I’d love that.” 

Usually the date would come before the hook up, but you wouldn’t mind doing things upside down with Wonbin.

“Great,” he smiles, “now, let me take you home.” he offers and you smile. 

Wonbin was, without doubt, the best distraction you could’ve gotten. 

You’re gonna end whatever is going on with Seunghan tomorrow morning, for now, you're gonna enjoy the rest of your night.