#xdinary heroes never miss

[maxidentally]

deadlock is a no skip album argue with the wall

[schnaf]

22 days until ode's 22nd birthday

day 8 - he touched the butt.

[starry-nights-garden]

Xdinary Heroes ✧ Makeout Sessions

✧ Xdinary Heroes x gn!reader ✧ genre: fluff ✧ warnings: suggestive in some parts

Gunil:

You’re back home from a movie date with your boyfriend. It was a romantic comedy without a deep plot, but somehow he still ends up having enough thoughts about it to talk about it during the entire way home, and then some more, whereas the only thing you can currently think about is that scene where the male lead picks up his love interest and then kisses her. So in order to stop his rambles, you decide to change the topic to that scene. “Nobody has ever done that with me,” you remark, eyeing Gunil’s arms that are only half covered by his short-sleeved shirt. “I wonder what that feels like when you’re picked up like that by a strong guy.” Obviously taking the bait, your boyfriend grins at you, backing you up against the nearest wall. “Well, there’s a strong guy right here, so…” he flirts back, his hands already resting on your hips. You let your fingertips dance up from his chest to the back of his neck, waiting for him to kiss you first. However, he merely brushes his lips against yours in a feathery light touch, before hooking his arms under your thighs and picking you up with ease. You hold onto his shoulders as you’re taken by surprise when he pushes you up against the wall like that, a grin on his lips. “How does that feel?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at you as your gaze drops to his lips. Feeling safe in his hold, you let go of his shoulders and cup his face with your hands instead. “Pretty good,” you whisper against his lips, and then you kiss him again. You wrap your legs around his hips and deepen the kiss quickly, leading over to a heated makeout session in no time. Eventually you break apart, already breathless, but only for as long as it takes him to carry you over to his bedroom to continue where you left off.

Jungsu:

It’s one of those days where you come home at the end of the day feeling exhausted and wanting nothing more than to rest. Though you figure he must be tired too, Jungsu greets you with a smile, happy to see you. You decide to have a quick dinner on the couch, with the tv switched on as background noise, and after you’re done eating you eventually start cuddling with him. “How was your day?” he asks. “Tiring,” you answer curtly. Turning to look at him, you add, “I missed you.” Jungsu lets out a laugh - after all you’ve last seen each other in the morning, so you saying that you miss him seems exaggerated. However, when you capture his chin between your thumb and index finger to make him turn to look at you, he becomes serious. Wordlessly, you kiss him, and you feel him kissing you back, taking the lead. He wraps his arms around you to hold you close, palms wandering down your back slowly and eventually coming to a halt on your hips as you part for air.  “I’m here now,” he whispers against your lips, going in for another kiss and carefully pushing you backwards so he can lay you down on the sofa, now hovering above you. “You don’t have to miss me anymore.” His lips wander from the corner of your mouth to your jaw, leaving a trail of soft kisses there, and then eventually he scatters little pecks all over your face until you begin to giggle from the ticklish sensation. You throw your arms around his shoulders, holding onto him with a smile and whispering a hushed “thank you”, though what you really want to convey to him is that you love him more than anything. He smiles back at you, and then he dives in for another deeper kiss, and you allow yourself to melt against his touch fully. Eventually you forget all about the tv running in the background or how exhausting your day has been, because now all you see is him, and all you can focus on is the way he kisses you with such care that you never want him to stop. 

Gaon:

He’s surprisingly paying you a visit after one of his schedules got cancelled and decided to also bring along your favourite snacks. So you made yourselves comfortable in your room, starting to chat and share the food he brought along. While you’re talking about everything and nothing at the same time, it takes you a while to actively notice the way he’s been feeding you bite by bite, holding out chips and crackers without you questioning it and simply taking them from him. However, when it finally dawns on you what he’s doing, you start laughing. “Wait a second!” you exclaim in amusement. “Why are you feeding me like you’re trying to domesticate a wild animal?” Jiseok just raises his eyebrows and snorts at your remark, stuffing the snack in his hand into his own mouth instead. “Can I not want to take care of my partner?” he asks, and as you shake your head his gaze drops to your lips. “No, just… I can do it myself too…” You’re about to tell him that he’s spoiling you too much, when you find him cupping your cheek in his palm. “You have something stuck on your mouth…” Jiseok mutters, and before you can react, he’s already leaning in. Brushing his lips against yours just once, tongue running along your bottom lip, he pulls back and checks your face with a smile. “There, all done.” As he removes his hand in order to go back to feeding the two of you snacks, you reach out to him, grabbing him by his collar and smashing your lips against his. You kiss him properly, having him fall into your rhythm easily as he lets you lead, and when you finally break apart, he raises his eyebrows at you in surprise. “I-” you try to say something but the words in your head won’t add up. However, your boyfriend seems to understand as he grins at you now, and while he places his hand onto the back of your neck, he leans in again. “It’s alright,” he mutters, pressing his lips against yours. “You taste much sweeter anyway.”

O.de:

You’re lying on his bed, pretending to be looking at something on your phone, when really you keep stealing glances at your boyfriend standing not far from you. You both got home late today, but he insisted on at least doing a small workout, arguing that he can’t afford to lose muscle mass if he wants to look good on stage. And it’s not like you’ve never seen him work out before, it’s just that you can’t tear yourself away from the image of him being so serious about it. And to be honest - the way his arms flex with every repetition is kinda hot, and definitely doesn’t make you wonder what it would feel like if he used his strength against you. “Babe, what are you looking at?” Seungmin asks as he’s taking a little break, catching you staring at him.  “Uhh… nothing,” you answer, making him grin. “It’s not nothing,” he says, throwing his equipment to the side - two small dumbbells he often carries around. “I saw you staring.” As he approaches you, you put your phone aside, and you roll onto your back so he can crawl on top of you. Burying his head in your neck to let his lips graze the skin right below your ear, he adds, “Liked what you saw?” His cheeky side makes you feel flustered, and though the expression in his eyes is still soft as he comes back up to look at you, there is mischief hiding behind them.  “Yeah,” you decide to simply be honest, and he rewards you with a kiss. As he presses his lips against yours, you can feel yourself falling into his rhythm, and when he pulls back instead of letting you deepen the kiss, you let out a small whine.  “Then how about this?” Seungmin reaches for your wrists, slowly lifting up your arms and then pinning your hands to the bed above your head. You try to fight it only to find that his grip is too strong to allow for you to move even an inch, and heat rushes through your body upon realizing that. When he reconnects your lips, you mutter a silent curse into his mouth, and he grins at your reaction for a second, before kissing you properly. 

Junhan:

You had originally planned to go out on a date today, but when you woke up in the morning and the weather was unexpectedly very bad, you decided to simply change your plans and stay at home. Hyeongjun offered to cook you two a simple meal with ingredients he found in his fridge, and how could you say no to that? So you spend most of your time chatting and helping him cook, and time and time again the love you have for this guy simply overwhelms you. So when it’s time to clean up and wash the dishes, you pull him aside instead and simply kiss him. “Let’s clean up first, baby,” he mutters with a smile on his lips, but you don’t let him go anywhere. Instead you tug at his shirt, walking backwards until your shoulders hit the wall behind you, pulling him along with you. Wordlessly, he puts one hand against the wall right beside your head to trap you in between it and his body, and he’s still smiling as you bring him in for another kiss. “Baby, we should really-” he starts another attempt at being reasonable, but with the way you won’t leave his lips while running your fingers through his hair, you’re making it increasingly harder for him to resist you. Snaking your arms around his upper body now, you keep him close as he kisses you back and you eventually deepen the kiss. He allows you to slip your tongue inside his mouth as you press up against him, fingertips digging into his back and you know he’s enjoying what you’re doing to him as you briefly break apart and you hear him letting out a small moan. His eyes glued to your lips now, you don’t waste another moment and kiss him again, until eventually, he captures your chin between his thumb and index finger and breaks the kiss.  “We really need to put away this mess,” he says, not giving you another chance to distract him further. “But we can clean up quickly and then get back to this as soon as we’re done,” he says, before placing another quick peck on your mouth and then getting to work.

Jooyeon:

You’ve been lazing around together all evening, listening to music and showing each other new songs each of you had recently discovered, which somehow turned into a karaoke session as evening turned into night. By now you’re just singing and screaming along to songs you’ve both known for a while, continuously trying to quiet each other down and reminding each other not to bother the neighbours, but eventually just getting loud again. Jumping up and down and getting hyped together, the playlist is eventually over and as silence fills the room, you can feel that your body is getting tired. Pulling him towards his bed by his wrist, you were planning on having you both collapse side by side, but somehow you end up on top of him, and the surprised expression you must be making causes him to laugh. “That was fun,” you eventually say, letting out a laugh as well, while he reaches out to rest his hand on the back of your neck. “Yeah,” he agrees, still smiling when he pulls you into a kiss. It’s just a quick peck at first, but you don’t hesitate to reconnect your lips soon after, just staying like that and kissing him for a while. Your fingers tangled in his hair, you eventually change into a more comfortable position, him now hovering above you as his lips travel from the corner of your mouth down to your neck. You can’t help but laugh as he nips at a ticklish spot, making him instinctively pull you closer with his arms wrapped around your body, and finding his way back to your lips. You mutter an “I love you” into the kiss, and he returns the words as he parts from you for a second, only to find one of your hands, intertwining your fingers, and then going for another kiss with a smile on his lips. 

[minhosbitterriver]

─── ⋆⋅☆ CURIOUS PLEASURES ( xdinary heroes )

❛ Seungmin, intrigued yet apprehensive, tentatively asks you to explore new sexual experiences together after hearing about his coworkers' preferences.

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( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫 )

As you leave your boyfriend’s workplace, Seungmin reaches for your hand. His touch is warm and familiar, grounding you in the present moment. The late afternoon sun dips low in the sky, casting elongated shadows along the sidewalk, and the two of you naturally fall into a comfortable rhythm, your steps matching as you head toward your usual spot—a quaint little ice cream shop a few blocks away. The conversation between you is light at first, filled with the small moments of your day, the kinds of things you always share during these evening walks. You notice that Seungmin seems a bit distant, his gaze unfocused as if he's lost in thought, but you decide not to press him, trusting that he’ll share what’s on his mind when he’s ready.  

When you reach the shop, the bell above the door chimes softly, its gentle sound blending with the soft murmur of conversations inside. You both head to the counter, Seungmin ordering his favorite flavor with a hint of his usual smile, and you choose yours. Finding a cozy booth near the window, you settle in, the sun’s golden rays filtering through the glass, casting a warm glow that dances across Seungmin’s cheeks, highlighting the soft flush that lingers there. As you sit across from him, you can't help but notice the subtle tension still lingering in his posture. He’s fidgety, his spoon stirring his ice cream more than he’s eating it. 

“What’s on your mind?” you ask after a moment, your curiosity getting the better of you. You take a slow spoonful of your ice cream, eyes focused on him. You've learned to recognize the signs—the way his lips are slightly pursed, how his eyes dart around as if searching for the right words. 

Seungmin hesitates, his gaze flicking up to meet yours for a brief moment before dropping back down to his bowl. “So, um, today at the shop, Hyeongjun and Jungsu were talking about... something,” he says, his voice quieter than usual, almost shy. 

You raise a curious eyebrow, leaning in a bit closer. “Yeah? What were they talking about?”

His cheeks flush a soft pink, and he looks down, his spoon making small, aimless circles in his bowl as if he’s debating whether to continue or let the subject drop. After a few seconds of silence, he sighs softly, a bit of resolve settling in his eyes. “They were talking about... well, how they sometimes like it when their partners take control. You know, like being the one who... takes the lead in bed.” 

You blink, a bit surprised by the sudden turn into more intimate territory, but you feel a smile tugging at your lips. There’s something incredibly endearing about how he fumbles for the right words, his shyness evident in the way his cheeks redden further. “Really? And what did you think about that?” you ask gently, your tone encouraging as you watch his expression closely, trying to gauge his thoughts.

He shifts in his seat, clearly feeling a mix of embarrassment and intrigue. “I... I don’t know. I mean, I guess I never really thought about it as an option.” His voice drops even lower as he glances around the mostly empty ice cream shop, making sure no one is close enough to overhear. Then, he leans in closer, his face so near to yours that your breaths mingle, and you feel a slight shiver run through you. “They mentioned something about, um, using a strap and, well... it sounded kind of interesting.” His words come out in a whisper, his vulnerability palpable. 

For a moment, you’re caught off guard by his confession, but a soft smile forms on your lips. There's a rush of excitement at the unexpected turn of the conversation, a thrill that sends a warm flutter through your veins. “If it’s something you’re curious about, we can definitely try it whenever you want,” you reply, your voice gentle and reassuring. “I’d be more than happy to explore that with you.” You want him to know there’s no pressure, only a safe space to share and explore whatever he’s comfortable with.

Seungmin's eyes widen slightly, and his cheeks deepen to a lovely shade of crimson. His gaze drops back to his slowly melting ice cream, and he murmurs, “Really? You’d be okay with something like that? You don’t think it’s too... weird?”

Your smile softens into something more earnest as you reach across the table, placing your hand over his. “Of course, I’d love to try it out with you, my love. You should always know that I want to make you feel good. If that means stepping out of our comfort zones, then I’m always open to at least discussing it. We can start slow, see how it feels for both of us, okay?” 

Seungmin nods, his expression a beautiful mix of relief, nerves, and budding excitement. There’s a lightness to his eyes now, a sense of comfort and trust that wasn’t there before. The rest of your ice cream date continues with a more playful energy, the earlier tension melting away like the last bit of ice cream in your bowls.

As you walk home together, hand in hand, you sense a shift in the air—a quiet, almost electric anticipation that seems to vibrate between you. The evening light fades, casting soft shadows along the pavement, and the rhythm of your footsteps is steady yet filled with a subtle tension. Your mind swirls with a whirlwind of possibilities, considering all the ways you could begin this new and intimate journey of taking control with Seungmin in the bedroom. However, you quickly realize that, despite the rush of ideas, you don’t have the faintest clue where to start or what to do. A small comfort comes from the fact that this is as new for him as it is for you. Whatever happens next will be a learning experience for both of you—a shared exploration of uncharted territory.  

When you finally reach your shared apartment, Seungmin releases a deep breath, the kind that seems to settle from somewhere deep inside, as the two of you kick off your shoes at the entrance and shrug out of your thin jackets. His expression is distant, clearly still mulling over the conversation from the ice cream shop. You decide to give him space to gather his thoughts and head to the small kitchen, opening the fridge to retrieve a cold bottle of water to soothe your dry throat. The coolness of the bottle against your skin feels grounding, a sharp contrast to the heat building within you.  

Seungmin has followed you quietly, his presence a gentle shadow behind you. When you offer him the bottle, he takes a generous swig, his Adam’s apple bobbing with each swallow. Then, he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper, yet laced with a tentative courage: "I think I'd like to try... starting small. If that's okay."  

His words send a quickening pulse through your veins, your heartbeat drumming a little faster as it dawns on you that Seungmin is eager to explore this newfound curiosity much sooner than you had anticipated. You offer him a reassuring smile, finishing the last of the water before tossing the empty bottle into the recycling bin. Gently, you take his hand, fingers intertwining with his as you lead him toward your shared bedroom. "We can definitely start with something simple," you say softly, your voice a soothing melody in the quiet of the apartment. "And we'll only go as far as you’re comfortable with."  

You turn to face him, your gaze soft but sensual, hoping to ease his nerves. Your hand comes to rest over his chest, where you can feel the rapid thump of his heart beneath your palm. You’re about to guide him back toward the bed, a gentle pressure on his chest to encourage him to sit, but his eyes suddenly widen, and a flicker of panic crosses his face. He steps back quickly, his breath shaky, and his cheeks are flushed a deep, telling crimson.  

"Uh, I'm sorry—I just remembered something that the guys told me I had to do before doing any of this... Can you wait for me while I take a quick shower?" he asks, his words tumbling out in a rush. His eyes avoid yours, and you can see the embarrassment and nerves written all over his expression.

You can't help but furrow your brows, confusion evident as you tilt your head slightly to the side. Still, you nod silently, giving him the space he needs. Seungmin’s sudden sprint toward the bathroom would have been comical if it weren’t for the knot of anxiety and mild bewilderment tightening in your stomach. The bathroom is just down the short hallway, right next to the bedroom, and you hear the door close behind him, followed by the faint sound of water rushing through the pipes.  

With a soft sigh, you sit on the edge of your shared bed, feeling the anticipation build anew. Slipping your phone from the back pocket of your work pants, you decide to make use of the unexpected time alone. You navigate the internet with a mix of anxious curiosity and burgeoning excitement, searching for any ideas or suggestions on how to approach this new dynamic between you and Seungmin.  

Your eyes skim through informative websites and, eventually, a few more porn videos, your breath growing a little heavier as you delve deeper. With each click, each new insight, a slow, simmering arousal builds within you, blending with the thrill of the unknown. You can’t help but wonder why neither of you had brought up this possibility sooner, feeling the thrill of finally stepping into this unspoken desire for the first time. A smile tugs at your lips as you imagine the possibilities, your mind already spinning with thoughts of how you’ll guide Seungmin through this first experience, both of you ready to explore and discover together.

You're lounging on the bed, phone in hand, scrolling through the endless pages of information when the gentle patter of water from the bathroom reaches your ears. It’s a soothing, rhythmic sound, one that fills the room with a sense of calm anticipation. A few moments later, the door creaks open, and Seungmin steps out, the steam curling around him like a fine mist. A towel is wrapped snugly around his waist, clinging to his hips, while his hair, still damp from the shower, clings in soft, tousled strands that curl at the ends. Droplets of water trail from his dark locks, gliding down the curve of his neck and catching the soft light, leaving a shimmering trail along his freshly washed skin. His whole body seems to glisten, a fresh sheen of water still lingering on his toned form.  

He pauses in the doorway of your shared bedroom, a mix of nerves and excitement painting his cheeks with a rosy flush. There’s a sheepish yet giddy smile tugging at the corners of his lips, and his eyes—wide, filled with an intriguing blend of trepidation and thrill—lock onto yours. His gaze is magnetic, pulling you in, and you can't help but return his smile, your heart fluttering with a mix of anticipation and newfound confidence, now bolstered by the things you'd just learned online. You notice the way he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, the towel around his waist swaying slightly with the movement. There’s a playful unease in his posture—a hesitancy tempered with the eager curiosity of diving into something new and unknown.

Setting your phone aside, you rise from your spot at the edge of the bed, your eyes never leaving his. You close the short distance between you, a silent promise written in the intensity of your gaze. When you reach him, your hands find his, and you pull him into a deep, passionately reassuring kiss. He responds immediately, his lips moving against yours with a fervor that matches your own. As you gently nip at his bottom lip, a silent plea for more, he lets out a soft whimper that sends a rush of arousal through you. His lips part willingly, and you waste no time, your tongue slipping into his mouth, tangling with his in an intimate dance that deepens with every second.  

Without breaking the heated exchange, you guide him back toward the bed. His steps are tentative at first, but he quickly catches on, and you coax him down to sit where you had been moments before, right on the edge of the bed. As he takes his seat, you lower yourself onto your knees between his legs, using his knees to steady yourself. Only then do you break the kiss, pulling back just enough to search his eyes. You look for any signs of hesitation, of discomfort, but all you find is a new glint—a desperate need that you’ve never seen in him before.  

Unable to resist the pull of his swollen lips, you lean in and press a fleeting, tender kiss there, your lips lingering just long enough to leave a warmth behind. Then, you begin a slow, deliberate trail down his jawline, your lips grazing his skin in soft, teasing pecks that send shivers rippling through him. His breath catches, and when you reach his collarbones, you pause, knowing just how sensitive he is in that spot. The response is instant and intense; his hand tangles in your hair with a grip that borders on painful but stings in a way that’s oddly thrilling, while his other hand cups the back of your head, trying to pull you even closer, as if he can’t get enough.  

It takes a moment for you to remember that tonight, the power is yours. With a sly smile, you pull back from his collarbone, leaving him breathless, his eyes half-lidded with desire. His pupils are blown wide, his chest rising and falling in quick, uneven breaths, and a delicious sense of control surges through you. Moving with deliberate slowness, you reach down and take hold of both his wrists, guiding them to rest on either side of him on the bed. Seungmin’s eyes are glazed with lust, his chest still heaving, but he obeys, keeping his hands where you’ve placed them, though his fingers twitch with the instinctive urge to reach for you.  

There’s a delicious tension in the air—a fine line between his restraint and his yearning. His struggle to maintain control only heightens the atmosphere, and your smirk deepens as you lean back in, brushing your lips close to his ear, your breath warm against his skin as you whisper, “Tonight, you’re mine.” The words seem to electrify him, a soft gasp escaping his lips, and you can feel the thrill of anticipation building between you, ready to explode into something neither of you will soon forget.

Your tongue trails a slow, languid path down his chest and along his torso, leaving a glistening trail in its wake as you maintain a steady, lustful gaze on his face. His breath comes in soft, trembling pants, his chest rising and falling with each exhale. You relish in the way his eyes, half-lidded with desire, meet yours—a silent plea hidden within their depths. As you descend lower, you notice that the towel he'd wrapped around his waist after his shower has unraveled at some point, revealing the sight of his beautifully hard cock, already leaking with desperate arousal. The sight makes your own pulse quicken, and you waste no time in indulging him further.

You start with a classic approach, your tongue tracing slow, deliberate circles around his tip, savoring the salty taste of him as you listen to the soft, needy sounds that escape his lips. His breath hitches sharply as you take him deeper, letting the heat of your mouth wrap around him. His fingers curl into the sheets, knuckles whitening with the strain, and you can feel the way his hips fight to stay still beneath you, each twitch betraying his desire. Your pace is slow and deliberate, allowing him to fully immerse himself in the overwhelming sensation of your mouth, your hands, and the rhythmic undulation of your movements. His breathing grows uneven, each inhale shaky and filled with anticipation.

When you finally pull away, you revel in the sight before you: his cheeks flushed a deep pink, his lips parted as he pants for breath, and his eyes half-closed in a haze of pleasure. "I want to try something," you murmur softly, your voice low and teasing as you reach into the nearby drawer. His gaze follows your movements, widening slightly when he sees what you've retrieved—a small, sleek vibrator, the soft hum of it filling the room as you switch it to its lowest setting. There’s a flicker of curiosity mixed with a hint of apprehension in his expression, his eyes darting between the toy and your face. "Just relax," you whisper reassuringly, your tone a soothing balm against the charged atmosphere. 

You begin by teasing the vibrator along his length, pressing it gently against his shaft while continuing your ministrations with your mouth. His reaction is immediate and electrifying—his hips jerk slightly, and a sharp intake of breath escapes him, his voice caught somewhere between a moan and a gasp. It's clear he's never felt anything like this before, evident in the way his cock continues to leak, a steady stream of arousal that makes your own excitement build. You keep your movements steady and methodical, letting the vibrator explore all the sensitive spots along his cock, each touch drawing shivers and jerks from his body. A proud grin tugs at your lips as you watch his responses, the way his brows knit together, and his lips part to release soft, breathless moans.

As his pleasure builds, you decide to take things a step further. You move lower, cradling his balls in one hand—now drenched in a mix of his arousal and your saliva—while keeping the vibrator pressed against him with the other. He lets out a slightly high-pitched moan of surprise, his brows furrowing even tighter as his face contorts in sheer pleasure. "Does this feel good?" you ask softly, your voice a soothing caress as you watch his face closely for any sign of discomfort. He nods quickly, his voice catching in his throat as he manages a strained, "Y-yeah... feels really good." 

Encouraged by his response, you continue, your fingers gradually slipping lower to tease along his entrance. His breath hitches again, but this time there's an eager undertone, a breathless anticipation evident in the way he instinctively pushes his hips forward, silently begging for more. With a soft chuckle, you decide to tease him a little further. You make a show of spitting a generous amount of saliva onto your index finger, letting it drip and glisten in the dim light before applying gentle pressure, just the tip at first. He moans softly, his body tensing, his upper lip curling up in slight discomfort before he begins to relax. He leans back onto his forearms against the bed, and you take the opportunity to wrap your lips around his cock once more.

You take your time, keeping your finger still at first, letting him adjust. His breaths come in shallow gasps, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to steady himself. All the while, you maintain eye contact, wanting him to feel safe, to feel cherished in this vulnerable moment. "You're doing so well, baby," you whisper, your voice soft and encouraging. "Just relax and enjoy it." With each careful thrust of your finger, with each glide of his tip against the back of your throat, with each slow, teasing movement of the vibrator against his shaft—his body begins to respond. His breaths grow deeper and more ragged, his hips moving in time with your rhythm. 

When you add a second finger, stretching him gently, he lets out a soft, almost whimpering moan, his entire body trembling as you find that sweet spot inside him. His reactions are raw and breathtaking—a beautiful mix of vulnerability and desire that sends an addictive rush of arousal through you. You relish the sight of him unraveling under your touch, his expression a mix of pleasure and desperation. You hope, with a deep yearning, that this won't be the last time you get to see him like this—completely at your mercy, lost in the overwhelming pleasure you're giving him.

As you continue your rhythm, his hips begin to move instinctively, chasing the pleasure you're giving him with every thrust and stroke. His body reacts to your touch like a finely tuned instrument, his soft gasps and breathy moans blending harmoniously with the low hum of your small vibrator. The room fills with a symphony of intimacy—lewd, wet sounds mingling with the ragged cadence of his breathing and the slick slide of your fingers moving in and out of his entrance. His body is alive with sensation, each jolt of pleasure pushing him closer to the edge. You can feel it in the way his cock twitches within your mouth, desperate and aching, and in the way his hands begin to reach out, searching for something—anything—to anchor himself to in this sea of pleasure.

Sensing his need for connection, you decide to turn off the vibrator, its quiet hum fading as you toss it aside. Instead, you take one of his trembling hands in yours, intertwining your fingers together. The simple touch is grounding, bringing him back to the present, and you give his hand a gentle squeeze, a silent promise that you’re right here with him. His breath stutters in his chest, and you take a moment to savor his reaction as you bob your head along his length, letting your tongue twirl and dance around him with deliberate slowness. You pull away with a soft, wet pop, your lips red and swollen, still brushing kisses along his shaft. “That’s it,” you murmur, your voice a hushed command, each word a warm breath against his sensitive skin that sends shivers coursing through him. "Let go for me, my love."

When you take him back into your mouth, your lips enveloping him in a warm, wet heat, he gasps, his body taut with anticipation. Your tongue teases the slit at his tip, savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum, while your fingers work with a newfound urgency, picking up their pace as they curl and press, grazing his sensitive spot inside with precision. The effect is immediate and electrifying—his body tenses, his hips bucking slightly as he teeters on the brink. His moans grow louder, his breath more erratic, and you can feel his restraint slipping away. It doesn’t take long before Seungmin is coming undone beneath you, his release crashing over him like a wave. 

His body trembles violently with pleasure, his muscles clenching and relaxing in a rhythmic dance of surrender. His eyes flutter shut, and his lips part as a broken, breathless moan escapes him, echoing through the room. His fingers grip yours tightly, holding on as if afraid to let go, his trust in you deepening with every exhale. You feel a profound connection in this moment—a wordless understanding, a bond that transcends the physical. His vulnerability, his trust, his surrender—they are gifts, and you cherish each one as he loses himself in the intensity of his climax, feeling the weight of the intimacy shared between you.

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[maluyoongi]

DOAÇÃO DE CAPAS

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⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #1 Se Ainda Pudéssemos Amar eunwoo+irene [astro/red velvet] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #2 Ok, Allright! woosung [the rose] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #3 He's In The Rain hajoon+jaehyeong [the rose] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #4 And Tomorrow moonbyul+solar [mamamoo] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #5 I'm So Sick Of The Fakes jun han [xdinary heroes] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #6 Burguesinha jeongyeon+jihyo [twice] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #7 Toc Toc, Polícia de Seul! wooyoung+san [ateez] indisponível

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⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #10 Never Done hyunjin+bang chan [skz] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #11 Transformações de Comédia Romântica youngk+wonpil [day6] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #12 Caipirinha de Limão (título opcional) yuqi+soyeon [(g)i-dle] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #13 Who Are You? beomgyu+yeonjun [txt] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #14 If You Wanna Be My Lover cocona+maya [xg] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #15 You're Beautiful (título opcional) joy+yeri [red velvet] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #16 Diário de Casadinhas 2 sua+yoohyeon [dreamcatcher] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #17 Our Safe Place ryujin+yeji [itzy] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #18 Miss Vampire seulgi+irene [red velvet] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #19 Operação 246 chisa+jurin+harvey [xg] indisponível

⠀𑁤 ֪ ࣪ ᰍ #20 S.O.S Salva Vidas Gato À Vista rm+jin [bts] indisponível

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> post inspirado em @sungsetport  ֪

Obrigada se chegou aqui, lembrem-se de que comentar pra engajar é sempre muito bom e VIVA À PRIMEIRA DOAÇÃO DE CAPAS DA MALUYOONGI!!!!!

[gunilslaugh]

Hiyaa!! Your writing is an absolute source of joy <3

Can i request something for ot6 that kinda goes like this: the reader confesses to them but in a implicate way and they dont understand what they meant until later that night

Hello! Thank you I hope your request brings you joy too!

All members –(^-^)–

Summary: Xdinary Heroes reaction when they realized you confessed to them in an implicit way. 

WC:~1.4k

Warning:none 

photo not mine credits to owners.

Gunil

You had been harboring a crush on Gunil for quite some time now and you wanted to confess, but you were too nervous to actually say the words “I like you” to him. That’s how you decided to come up with an implicit way of confessing to him. 

Gunil and you were watching a movie. Your favorite character appeared on screen and it was time to put your plan into action.

“You know he’s my favorite character?” you stated. 

“Really? Why?” Gunil asked. You went on to list all the things you liked about the character.

“So basically I have a crush on him,” you laughed. “You actually remind me of him.” There you did it. Now you just need to wait for his response. 

“That’s interesting. I personally think I’m more like this character though.” He then went on to explain why he thought he was more like the other character. You eternally sighed, he missed the point. 

Later that night Gunil was thinking about what you said. That he reminded you of your favorite character. He was trying to figure out the similarities he might share with them when it hit him. You have a crush on that character and he reminds you of him, so you were saying that you have a crush on him! He feels so stupid. Immediately calls you to tell you that he likes you back and apologizes for not understanding earlier. 

Jungsu

There were multiple occasions where you tried to confess to Jungsu, but your words always ended up getting stuck in your throat. You had to think of a new way to confess, one where you didn’t have to talk. You did some research and discovered that  lilac flowers represent the first pangs of love beginning a romantic journey. You felt like using lilacs would be the perfect way to confess your feelings for Jungsu. 

You bought a bouquet of lilacs and sent them over to Jungsu with a note that said, “New Beginnings? ~y/n”.  All that was left for you to do was wait. A bit of anxiousness bubbled up in your stomach when your phone got a text notification from Jungsu. Once you found the courage to open it his response was not what you were expecting. It was a picture of him smiling holding the bouquet with a simple text thanking you for the flowers. Did he not understand what you were trying to say? Or was he nicely rejecting you? 

Much,much later as Jungsu was scrolling through his phone before going to bed he looked over at the lilacs you sent him. He grabbed the note out and read it over again. He wasn’t really sure what you meant by “New Beginnings?” so he finally looked up what lilacs meant. Then he felt like a complete idiot. Sheepishly sends you a text. “I’d love to have a new beginning together!” Followed by, “Sorry I didn’t know what lilacs meant :(”

Gaon/Jiseok

After discovering that you had developed a crush on your friend Jiseok you weren’t quite sure what to do. You liked him, but you weren’t confident in confessing your feelings to him. That’s what prompted you to figure out an implicit way of confessing. Something that wouldn’t put you too far out there, in case the feelings you had for him weren’t mutual. You decided to leave little notes with K3U written on them. It’s an innovative way of writing I <3 U. You stuck these notes on his bag, water bottles and food you sent him. You even wrote on one of his sheets of lyrics right in front of him. Much to your dismay it seemed like Jiseok had no interest in your K3U notes. He never said anything about them. You figured that he just wasn't into you and were about to give up. 

“Ooo, who likes you?” Gunil asked in a sing-song voice. 

“What?” Jiseok was confused. 

“K3U, I heart you.” Gunil mapped it out for him. That’s when it hit Jiseok, you had been telling him you liked him all this time. He thought K3U was just like a secret way you signed things. He immediately runs out of the dorm and over to your place, rapidly knocking on your door. You opened your door to see a very out of breath Jiseok.

“Did you run here?” you asked, looking at his current state. 

“I like you too!” he confessed, still trying to catch his breath. 

O.de/Seungmin

“Y/n if you had to date one of us who would it be?” Jooyeon prompted. You look over and give him a look. He’s not asking it out of curiosity nor just because it’s a fun question. It’s because he knows about your crush on Seungmin and he also knows that you’re too scared to confess to him. 

“Umm..” You took a moment to act like you were thinking. “Seungmin,” you said. Jooyeon very much anticipated your answer and was quick to follow up by asking you why. Again you sent him another look. “He’s husband material. Very easy to fall in love with,” you say. You kind of regret saying the last sentence. Thinking it might have given away too much. 

“So you’re saying you’re-”

“Who would you date?” you cut Jooyeon off, giving him a third look for the day. Cursing him with your eyes.

Seungmin couldn’t stop thinking about the question Jooyeon asked you and the way you answered. You said he was easy to fall in love with. What did that mean? Then he thinks about the sentence you cut Jooyeon off from saying. He widened, did you non-directly admit to being in love with him? It made sense with the way you cut Jooyeon off and looked like you wanted to strangle him. The next day Seungmin takes the gamble in confessing to you.

Junhan/Hyeongjun

You had liked Hyeongjun for a while now, but you just couldn’t work up the courage to confess to him. You thought that maybe doing it in a more implicit way would make things easier. Make it not so nerve wracking. You always thought the reserved way of confessing to someone in the Japanese language by saying “The moon is beautiful isn’t it?” was really beautiful, so you decided to give it a shot on Hyeongjun.

The two of you were out at a scheduled park, lying on the grass. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you. 

“The moon is beautiful don’t you think?” You broke the silence and held your breath while you waited for his response. 

“Yeah it is, that’s why it’s unfortunate that a bit of haze is blocking it right now.” Your held breath came out as a sigh. I guess you’ll half to find out another way to confess. 

Hyeongjun was later watching an anime and two characters happened to confess by saying “The moon is beautiful isn’t it?”. Hyeongjun recalls that’s what you said to him the other night. He now feels like an idiot. How did he not remember what that saying meant before? He invited you out to stargaze again and this time he’s the one to ask if the moon is beautiful. 

Jooyeon

It seemed like you and Jooyeon were slightly more than just friends. You know that you liked him and you were pretty sure by the way he acted that he liked you too, but you were scared that you might be wrong. So you decided to confess in an not so outward way. You sent him a playlist full of songs. Some of the songs included, Stray Kids Case 143, Nct Dream My First and Last, AKMU 200%, Momoland Starry Night, Hi Suhyun ft Bobby I’m Different. 

When Jooyeon first received this playlist he didn’t think much of it, just thought it was something you randomly threw together. Maybe even thought it was a bit of a joke considering the contrasting sounds some of the songs hold when compared to another. Still he listened to the playlist. Even listened to it multiple times. Made it his go to playlist whenever he needed some background noise. 

It wasn’t until tonight as he was listening to it as he was getting ready to go to sleep that he realized what all the songs had in common, confessing to their crush. He figured that this couldn’t be a coincidence. He feels a bit stupid too for taking him so long to realize this. Now that he has realized it though he put together his own playlist for you as his way of confessing back.

[gingerjunhan]

xdinary heroes on valentines day

☆彡 happy Valentine’s Day everybody!! Sending you all so much love❣️

word count: 1019 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: eating, pet names (pretty, baby, beautiful), “the rizzness,” a single swear word, drinking, lmk if I missed something!

goo gunil

way too excited (pt. 1)

Gunil is pouring his love out to you in literally any way imaginable

like, look me in the eye and tell me this man wouldn’t put his jacket over a puddle for you to walk over 👁️👁️

fancy dinner

flowers

the works

it’s over the top in a romantic way, not in the decor and hearts type of way

“I love you every day, you know that right? Not just today.”

holding your hand across the table and looking lovingly into your eyes SISNSKSND hold me down

gets you an extravagant gift that you insist that he shouldn’t have gotten you but he literally does not care

showers you with compliments and affection 🫶🏻

he’s been planning this for weeks, it has to be perfect

he shows up at your door, flowers in hand

and when you open the door to greet him he just

melts

“You look… stunning.”

UGH GOO GUNIL ONE CHANCE 🧎🏻‍♀️

he can’t keep his eyes off of you

he’s head over heels, falling in love all over again

kim jungsu

Jungsu strikes me as the type to love love, so he’s so so so happy

he finally has an excuse (not that he needs one) to shower you with so much love and affection that you feel like you’ll be sick of him by the end of the day

really thoughtful date!!

if this is your first Valentine’s Day together, maybe he’ll take you back to the spot where you had your first date together 🥹

the sweetest softest boy ever!!

matching outfits are a must

“You look so pretty, baby!!”

the brightest smile when he looks at you

you know the one he gets when his eyes sparkle?

yeah, that one

keeps you close all day

like, don’t lift a finger because he’s doing everything for you

gotta show his baby how much he loves and appreciates them!

cheesy couples photos

cute gifts

lots of chocolate and sweets

Jungsu goes full out on Valentine’s Day and you can’t tell me I’m wrong

kwak jiseok

Jiseok is a little nervous because it has to be perfect

if he messes something up today, it’s over 💀

stresses the whole week beforehand to get everything planned

but when the day comes, it’s nothing short of perfection

dinner at your favorite place

a cute couples activity

like pottery painting or something

the smile never leaves his face

he feels so lucky to be spending this day with you, and he won’t let you forget that!

“I’m so glad we can do this together. I love you so much.”

sneaking kisses any time he can

and then giggling afterwards

he is at your every whim

you want ice cream? let’s go right now

getting out your wallet to pay for dinner? it’s on him

your wish is his command

Princess Treatment™️ all day for suuure

cute little gifts like a stuffed animal and some flowers or chocolates

at the end of the night, he lets you know how much fun he had!

god, he loves you so much he thinks he might explode 💥

oh seungmin

bro is cranking up the rizzness to levels you’ve never seen

the epitome of being a gentleman

fancy restaurant reservations

fancy outfit

hell, he probably bought you your outfit as a gift (your first of many today)

huge bouquet of flowers

if I could describe the evening in one word: expensive

bro is not cheaping out on this day

no no no

“Only the best for my baby.”

he PAMPERS you

soft gazes and gentle smiles

whispered praises whenever you get a moment alone

intertwined hands at any moment

if he doesn’t tell you he loved you or remind you how beautiful you are at least 10 times today he’s failed

multiple expensive gifts just because he can

someone help this poor man’s bank account

after your fancy date, things die down a bit

a relaxing evening at home

maybe a couple of drinks

face masks? why not

light some candles, pour some wine, and turn on a movie to finish up the evening

han hyeongjun

believe it or not, he’s feeling confident!!

it would be stereotypical, but the day would go smoothly

a sweet, handwritten card

a small bouquet of flowers

a box of chocolate

you can go to dinner if you want

or he could make you dinner! it’s up to you

I feel like Hyeongjun would shine in the gift department

like,, you are definitely getting something handmade!

he would make you a card out of crayons, construction paper, and glitter glue and you better LOVE IT 🫵🏻

sorry I got excited

he struggles a bit with showing affection, so he would use Valentine’s Day to make it up to you in a way?

does he follow the typical setup of the day? yes

but do either of you mind? no!

“I know it’s not much, but I just wanted to show you that I care about you.”

he sticks close by all day, trying his best to be a little more affectionate than normal

he would try to pack in the complements too

he tries his hardest, and it’s great!

overall, you have a really nice day full of love and thoughtful messages and gifts

lee jooyeon

way too excited (pt. 2)

cheesy decorations

giant teddy bear

rose petals

way too many candles

the works

he would definitely be the type to fill your bedroom with heart-shaped balloons and cover your bed with rose petals 💀

it’s cheesy, but he doesn’t care because he loves you

gives you all the sweet little treats a person could ask for

he would attempt (keyword: “attempt”) to bake you a cake

it’s the thought that counts, right? 🫶🏻

he gives me stay-at-home date vibes!

all your favorite snacks and candies are laid out for you, and your favorite movie/show is already cued up for you to watch

“I got all of my favorite person’s favorite things!”

he’s clinging to you

like, you might as well be wearing the same shirt

it’s a very chill evening full of sweet kisses, warm hugs, and lots of love 🫶🏻

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[sxcret-garden]

O.de ღ 10:20pm [M]

ღ Xdinary Heroes O.de x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~900 ღ genre: smut (reader riding him, unprotected sex, both have a bit of a thing for pain) ღ warnings: none

You’re settled down in your boyfriend’s lap, his hands firmly gripping your bare hips and you’re sharing a needy kiss neither of you wants to break. 

“Gonna miss you…” you mutter against his lips, words muffled by the kiss but he understands, and he answers with a throaty groan before pulling back. His half-lidded eyes are resting on your figure now, and he digs his thumbs into your flesh to make you roll your hips. 

“I know…” he mumbles an answer and then he lets out a sigh as you ride him slowly. “Just like that,” he adds a praise, coming out as nothing more than a whisper. 

“How am I gonna survive 4 weeks without this…?” you question as you hold onto his shoulders and you throw your head back, trying to focus only on the sensations rushing through your body. Seungmin had chuckled at you when you were complaining to him earlier - not being able to see your boyfriend while you’re on vacation to visit your family for a whole month seems like a long time even to you. He had suggested that you could simply video call him when you felt lonely, but you’re convinced that deep down he too knows that seeing his face won’t be the only thing you’re gonna miss.

“You’ll have to get off without me in the meantime, huh?” he comments, a hint of a cocky grin gracing his lips as he leans against the backrest of the sofa in your flat. “Keep moving your hips for me,” he orders as your movements are starting to get sloppy, and you do them properly, heat coursing through your body at the way he fits inside you so perfectly. Seungmin praises you again, eyes growing darker as he lets his gaze take in every inch of your body, and you see him sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

“You gonna think of me?” he asks, suddenly making eye contact.

“Hm?”

“While fingering yourself,” he states. “You know. When you can’t take it anymore that I’m not there to fuck you.” You let out a small whine at his words, because he’s exactly right, even though you don’t want to admit it for some reason. “Is that a yes?” he pries, and now the grin on his lips is growing bigger. His fingertips wander from your hips up to your chest, cupping your breasts and harshly squeezing your nipples to make you moan from the pleasure that comes with the pain.

“Yeah…” you eventually answer, and Seungmin seems pleased with that.

“You know what,” he says, palms massaging your chest now, before one hand finds its way up to the back of your neck and the other wanders south. “Call me.” He brings your face closer to yours, but doesn’t kiss you just yet. Instead he watches for your reaction as he lets his fingertip draw slow circles on your clit, drinking up the whimper that escapes you as you briefly squeeze your eyes shut. “Just call me when you can’t take it anymore. And I’ll guide you… tell you how to touch yourself, as if it was my hands.” You gulp at the idea, rolling your hips just a little faster now.

“That’s hot,” you remark.

“Good.” Your boyfriend connects his lips to yours, leading you into an open mouthed kiss while never ceasing the movement of his finger against your core. “I’m gonna miss you too,” he eventually admits when you part for a mere second, only for him to attach his lips to your throat next. Leaving a trail of nips and kisses down the side of your neck, a small moan escapes him and you find him having knitted his eyebrows when he comes back up. “Gonna miss being inside you like this…” he groans, going faster as he tends to your clit and you match your tempo with his. Now clinging to his shoulders while riding him and feeling your high building up in the pit of your stomach, you whine again.

“Shit, me too…” you mewl. “Fuck, want to cum on your cock so bad…” Your boyfriend groans at your words, telling you he’s almost there himself, but he holds back, focusing on getting you off instead.

“Y/N… just a little longer…” Curses continuously fall from your lips as your orgasm is fast approaching, nails digging into the skin on his back before you drag them all the way across, leaving your mark on him and he moans in response.

“Fuck, babe…” you groan through gritted teeth, and then you feel yourself tumbling over the edge. You cry out his name as you clench around his length, and mere moments later you’re overcome with bliss as he fills you up with a desperate moan.

Panting, you stay in your positions, and eventually Seungmin wraps his arms around you to pull you close.

“I mean it,” he says. “Call me if you get lonely… or if you just wanna have some fun. And I’ll take care of you.” You find yourself smiling now, and you lean in to press a gentle kiss onto his mouth.

[chahnniesroom]

tenderness | chapter 4: mask on

[noun] /ˈtendərnəs/

1. the quality of being gentle, kind, or loving

2. the feeling of pain, aching, or soreness

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: in a world where soulmates are rare and precious, you don’t know why the universe has decided to give you one. you never could have imagined that they would be an idol, and one that you worked with at that, or the challenges that would arise from your bond.

chapter word count: 4.1k

chapter warnings: arguing, emotional/verbal abuse, reader doesn't have a good relationship with her family

a/n: this chapter was very difficult to finish and took me way longer than the rest. luckily the next chapter is already almost finished! i'm excited for that one :)

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Y/n insists on getting ready for Chuseok at her place instead of the dorms. Once Chan’s dressed in his suit, Y/n sits him down in a chair that she’s dragged into the bathroom. She meticulously styles his hair, retaining some of his natural curls, but taming the mess that he’s barely touched during the past couple of days that they’ve had off. The prickles of the Charge when her hands touch his head combined with the gentle repetition of the straightening iron smoothing through his hair lull him into a relaxed state. 

“Do you want me to do some makeup too?” Y/n’s voice breaks through the silence.

Chan quickly agrees. When he had chanced a glance in the mirror after Y/n had finished with his hair, his bare face had stuck out like an eyesore. She prompts him to close his eyes and when she’s finished, Chan’s shocked. He never knew that Y/n was so talented with makeup. The products that she’s applied are light, barely noticeable, but somehow manage to conceal or transform every feature that Chan’s most self-conscious of, even though he’s never voiced these insecurities to her. He has always appreciated the makeup artists that they had for schedules because he felt like they turned him into a completely new person, the idol version of himself. He’s always considered him with makeup to be Bang Chan, leader of Stray Kids. Right now, he still looks like himself, but… better.

She shoos him out of her room as she changes and does her own hair and makeup. Chan has only visited a couple times, mostly when Y/n has to run in and grab something, so he takes the time to have more than a cursory look around. Surprisingly, there’s not much to look at considering the amount of time that Y/n had been living here before she had moved into the dorms. She has a bookshelf with a number of small trinkets and a fake plant.

There’s a few pictures showing Y/n at her graduation with friends, polaroids and photo booth printouts with Eunsung and a couple of people Chan doesn’t recognize, and a signed photo of Y/n with Xdinary Heroes. The members are all crowded around Y/n, smiling faces pushed together to fit properly in the frame and arms wrapped around each other tightly. 

Chan stares at it hard enough that he startles when Y/n calls his name. He turns around and feels his jaw go slack.

Y/n’s dress is similar to his suit, simple yet luxurious and extremely flattering. It’s also black with intricate gold embroidery, but she has flowers and leaves twining up the side of the dress where Chan has a dragon and wispy clouds. Her hair is in a complicated looking updo with gold accessories and she’s holding a pair of heels that match the rest of her outfit.

Y/n always looks nice. She’s always perfectly put together at work and even at home when she’s just wearing her sleeping clothes, Chan finds her pretty.

But today, Y/n looks stunning. Chan thinks he’s forgotten how to breathe.

“Channie-oppa?” she prompts. “Everything okay?”  Chan realises he hasn’t said anything, that he must have missed Y/n talking to him, and flushes deeply.

“What? Uh, yeah, I’m okay. Everything is fine! Great!”

“Okay… Are you ready to go then?”

“Right! Yes, let’s go.” Y/n is already at the door, but Chan is still frozen where he had been standing in front of Y/n’s pictures. “Just, Y/n-” 

Y/n stops and turns around expectantly. Her stare makes Chan feel tongue-tied again.

“You look nice. Especially nice today. I just wanted to tell you,” he says.

“Aw, thank you. You clean up pretty nicely yourself,” she says, blushing. “Now let’s go, I’m dreading how bad the traffic is going to be.”

—

Chan has never seen Y/n drive, she normally opts to take transit or walk since the dorms are fairly central and they have hired drivers for transporting them to schedules. She’s a careful, yet confident driver, clearly familiar with the route and at ease weaving through the busy traffic. But what Chan’s most impressed by is her car. It’s black, sleek, and quietly powerful, the engine purrs when Y/n presses on the accelerator. 

Chan can finally see all the pieces being put together that make up this version of Y/n, the one that’s a daughter instead of a manager of Stray Kids or his soulmate. So far, he still doesn’t quite understand why she’s kept her family so secretive, other than maybe a general hesitance to share that they’re wealthy.

“Chan-oppa,” Y/n says, right in front of the door. Chan’s almost too busy marvelling at the house’s design to hear her. “Whatever you hear… Whatever they say… Ignore it, okay?”

“What do you mean?” Chan glances at Y/n and finds her looking down, twisting her hands together.

“Just… Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”

Before Chan can reply, the door swings open, revealing a large entryway that doesn't seem to have anybody in it. When they step in, Chan sees that there's a household staff person holding the door open. 

“You’re late,” A voice calls from the door that leads from the entryway to the rest of the house. Chan knows for a fact that they’re at least 15 minutes earlier than the time that Y/n said they have to be there. “Your brother and his wife are already here.”

“Eomoni,” Y/n breathes out. “I’m sorry.” She bows deeply and Chan immediately follows. 

When he straightens, he finally sees Y/n’s eomoni. She’s not that tall, just a bit more than Y/n, but is somehow still an imposing figure.

“This is Bang Chan-oppa, my soulmate. Chan-oppa, this is my eomoni.” 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. Have a happy Chuseok with a bright and full moon.” Chan bows again.

“It’s very nice to meet you as well, Bang Chan-ssi.” She inclines her head in greeting. “Thank you for celebrating Chuseok with us. Come on, I’ll take you to where the others are.”

When Chan observes Y/n from the corner of his eye, he almost does a double-take. She’s still smiling and it’s not obviously forced, but there’s nothing behind it. It’s sweet but not happy. If Chan hadn’t spent the past few months seeing Y/n everyday, he wouldn’t have noticed the subtle changes in her expression, how she seems smaller, presence muted.

Y/n’s eomoni waits until they have exchanged their shoes for slippers before leading them the way that she had first arrived. As she does so, she makes a comment about their outfits, mentioning a designer that Chan has never heard of. It sounds like a compliment, but there's a slight edge to it that Chan doesn't know how to interpret.

"Thank you," Y/n replies, warily.

“You’ve never been very careful with your money,” she sniffs. “I guess I was wrong to think that these years of having to rely on just your own income would make you more responsible."

Chan’s shocked by the blatant chastisement, especially in front of him. Y/n’s eomoni doesn’t seem to be joking, but Y/n doesn’t say anything but bow her head in deference.

“I bought it,” he blurts out. “I was the one to pay for it, it was a gift.”

“That’s very generous, Bang Chan-ssi. You have good taste.” Y/n’s eomoni eyes him for a moment, then turns to Y/n. “Don’t get used to it, you don’t want to be accused of being a gold digger.”

Chan’s stomach drops. It feels like one of the video games that he’s played where every option leads to a bad ending. No matter what he says, there’ll be a way to twist it into something that puts Y/n in the wrong.

At that moment, they reach a turn in the hallway that opens up into an enormous dining room. The furniture itself is fairly simple, which draws the eye to a glittering chandelier above the table that throws light across the room and makes it seem even bigger. At the far edge of the room, a number of staff are lined up, heads bowed and hands crossed, just waiting for orders to be given.

There's three people already seated. Y/n's abeoji is at the head of the table, on his left is her brother, Siwon, and beside him must be his wife, Eunbee. They do quick introductions, Chan making sure to bow deeply to each person and smile. Already, he can see stark differences between the personalities and mannerisms of Y/n and her family. Where she is warm and enthusiastic, they are dispassionate, yet painstakingly polite.

“Now that everyone is finally here, let’s begin the meal.” Y/n’s eomoni says, gesturing towards the waitstaff.

The first course they’re served is gorgeous, although Chan’s not quite sure what it is. Delicate layers of something have been twisted together to form a blossoming flower, a petal of green sauce curled at the base. The family chatters around him, as Chan considers the best way to eat this dish without just stuffing the whole thing into his mouth at once. After watching Y/n, he finally breaks the ‘flower’ into pieces and lifts one to his mouth. It’s sweet, savoury, and a touch acidic. Delicious, even though Chan’s still unable to tell what any of the ingredients are.

The rest of the meal follows suit, plate after plate is placed in front of Chan, all of them small enough that Chan’s certain he could eat it in two bites at most if he was alone and wasn’t so conscious of his appearance. He only recognizes a few of the entrees, a perfectly seared slice of pork belly, a tiny bowl of steamed egg topped with pollock roe, and an array of crispy jeon. Everything else is too fancy for Chan to fully appreciate, although they all somehow taste good.

He contributes to the conversation a couple times, but the talk mostly consists of countless updates of people that Chan has never heard of. Based on the scathing criticisms some of them receive, he’s glad he’s never met some of them. It’s mostly Y/n’s eomoni that directs the conversation while the rest of the family nod long. Chan feels off-kilter, this evening is so different than what he's used to that he doesn't know what to do other than nod and laugh when everyone else does. More than ever, he finds himself grateful for and missing his own family.

One of the last dishes they’re served is a variation of raw marinated crab. The meat is presented in the shell, but without the legs for ease of eating. Beside it is a perfect little ball of rice that has been garnished with sesame seeds. Chan rolls the rice ball into the crab shell and smashes it to mix with the meat. He's past the point of stressing over eating it as delicately as possible.

He’s just chewing the last bite of crab when a second shell slides onto his plate. Y/n is nonchalantly sipping her tea, but her plate is suspiciously empty.

“Y/n!” Her eomoni immediately scolds her.

“Chan-oppa enjoys this dish so I wanted to let him have it more.”

“I didn’t have a chance to eat it a lot when I was growing up, so it’s nice to have now,” Chan says. In reality, he’s not especially fond of this dish. He doesn’t mind eating it, but it’s not one of his favourites. Now that he thinks of it, he doesn’t think he’s ever seen Y/n eat crab before.

“If that’s the case, we can just get you another one, Chan-ssi.” Y/n’s eomoni flags one of the waitstaff. They take away both Chan and Y/n’s plates and replace them with new crabs right away. Chan wonders how many extra dishes they prepare for each course. 

“Where did you grow up, Chan-ssi?” Y/n’s abeoji joins the conversation, before her eomoni can make any more comments.

“Australia, I’m from Sydney.”

“Ah, and you came to be an idol? What group are you in?”

“Stray Kids.” When he shows no recognition, Chan adds, “We’re under JYP Entertainment.”

“Ah! Park Jinyoung, he’s a good man. I assume he knows about-” Instead of finishing his sentence, he just uses his chopsticks to gesture between Y/n and Chan.

“Yes, there was a lot of paperwork that he was involved in,” Chan confirms.

“You’re keeping the soulmate bond a secret though, right? How many people know about you two?” Y/n’s eomoni cuts in.

"Yes, eomoni. We're being careful at work to stay professional," Y/n says quickly. “JYP PD-nim is one of the few people who know. The information is kept highly confidential and everyone has had to sign a lot of NDA’s, just like how you also had some to fill out.”

"Good. If people find out there's any relationship between you they'd assume that you only got the promotion to his team because you slept with him."

Chan immediately opens his mouth to come to her defence, but Y/n puts her free hand on Chan’s leg, stopping him from speaking. He feels his face heat with emotion and knows his ears are likely bright red by now.

“Eomoni,” Siwon says warningly.

“It’s okay, eomoni is just trying to protect me,” Y/n says. Chan doesn’t believe that for a second. He can’t tell if Y/n’s eomoni is just trying to get a rise out of Y/n or if she genuinely just enjoys insulting her daughter. He has no idea why Y/n is trying to justify her eomoni’s words either.

"See, Y/n knows. I just don't want people thinking she's some kind of whore," she says matter-of-factly. 

“Eomoni!” Siwon is out of his chair in an instant, horrified. Y/n’s hand tightens on Chan’s thigh, preventing him from doing the same. She doesn’t say anything in response, but is no longer pretending to eat her food, just frozen in place. Her lips are pressed together so tightly the natural colour has been squeezed out, a sharp contrast to her flushed cheeks which are only partially noticeable from under her makeup.

Siwon's wife has to tug lightly at his hand to get him back to sit, but he does so unwillingly.

Chan feels the same way. Anger is roaring through him, his hands are trembling with contained rage and he’s certain his jaw will be sore later from how tightly he's clenching it. The only thing holding him back is the fact that Y/n clearly doesn't want him to do anything and he's afraid that anything he does would reflect poorly on her. His first failed attempt to excuse her still weighs heavily on him.

In the resulting silence, dessert is served. It’s a multicoloured set of three songpyeon that each have flower designs layered on top of them. They taste like ash in Chan’s mouth.

Through it all, Y/n’s eomoni sits unrepentant and unaffected by the reactions of the other members of her family. At the head of the table, Y/n’s abeoji is also unbothered. For him, this is like just another family dinner. Chan’s starting to realise for them, maybe it is.

—

The drive home is blanketed by a heavy tension. You can tell that Chan keeps glancing over at you, but you keep your eyes firmly on the road. Parking your car at the dorms and riding up the elevator is the same, you can tell that Chan is itching to say something, but you’re almost scared to find out what. It’s only when the two of you are side by side in the bathroom, wiping off makeup that you decide to break the peace.

“That went pretty well,” you say mildly.

“What?” Chan looks up and meets your eyes through the mirror in disbelief. “You think that went well?”

“I think it could have gone worse. They respect you, that’s a lot.” 

“Respect? I don’t think they even know what respect is. The way they treated you-”

“That’s different!” you cut in, starting to feel defensive.

“It is! It’s worse! How can you just stand there and say nothing when they insult you like that?” When you don’t reply, he shakes his head. “I can’t do this right now, I’m going to- I’m going to go to the gym.” He leaves without another word, practically running out of the room.

You stare in shock at the place that Chan had been standing, flinching when you hear the front door slam shut. Honestly, things had gone better than you expected. Although you had no doubts in Chan’s ability to charm people, you knew that him being your soulmate would make things more difficult.

Methodically, you finish your skincare routine, then change into your sleeping clothes. You hang up your dress, and do the same to Chan’s suit, which is in a crumpled pile that’s only partially on the bed.

You find yourself in the living room, staring at the blank TV. Without any distractions or people around, there’s nothing to stop you from crying. You’re not even sure why-you had known from the start that things would go bad-but the tears just seem to spill out, dampening your pants that you’re wearing. 

“Hey, you guys are- Y/n what’s wrong? Why are you just sitting in the dark?” You look up to find Felix exiting Hyunjin’s room with a stack of dishes. You forgot that he’s been staying in the dorms with you and Chan during the holidays while everyone else was away. You hastily swipe away any evidence of the teartracks that stain your face and paste on a smile, trying to maintain a sense of normalcy and hoping that the dim lighting hides your puffy face.

“Oh, Felix! I- I didn’t know you were still awake.”

He stares at you for a moment before saying, “it’s only 10.”

“Ah, is it? I didn’t realise.” You pretend to laugh, but neither of you are convinced.

“How was dinner?”

“It was… fine.” You say, smile faltering.

“Oh.” It’s obvious that you want to drop the subject and luckily Felix plays along with you. “Where’s Channie-hyung? I thought I heard his voice earlier.”

“He’s at the gym. Wanted to work out before showering.” At least that’s partially the truth.

“Oh, I see. Nice.” Felix ducks into the kitchen and you hear the clatter of dishes against the bottom of the sink. You close your eyes and press the heels of your palms against them, trying to pull yourself together.

“Hey.” When you look up, Felix is back, hovering at the arm of the couch you’re sitting on. “Are you sure you’re doing okay?”

“Yeah, of course!” you try to say, but your voice betrays you and cracks in the middle of the sentence. “It’s just uhm, Chan-oppa. He- I don’t think he had a good time.”

“Channie-hyung? What do you mean?”

“I knew I shouldn’t have let him come with me,” you say, shaking your head. “I was right, he got really upset.”

“Y/n…” Felix says, pulling you close so that he can hug you. You go willingly, feeling slightly better in his embrace. “I didn’t see him. Are you sure? I know he was really excited about meeting your family.”

“It’s probably better that you didn’t see him. When we got home… He was so angry. I’ve never seen him like that before. I’m so stupid for thinking- I don’t even know what I was thinking, I just-” Unable to find the right words, you just let out a noise of frustration. 

He must hate me, is what you want to say, but somehow you don’t think Felix would react well to that.

“Y/n,” Felix says hesitantly. “How about I go talk to Channie-hyung. You know how he gets all stuck in his head sometimes. I don’t know what happened, but I really don’t think that he blames you for any of it.”

“I- okay. Thanks Felix.”

You’re feeling more calm after talking to Felix, probably a mixture of his soothing presence and the chemicals that you must have released while you cried. When you go to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and find that the growing stack of dishes that have built up during the boys’ days off has turned into a mountain. Wanting to keep yourself busy, you fill the sink with warm soapy water and start to wash them.

When the front door opens, you immediately tense up, but continue cleaning. One pair of footsteps heads directly to the hallway that leads to all the bedrooms, the other approaches you slowly. 

Chan doesn’t say anything, just hugs you from behind.

“Chan-” you start to say.

“I’m sorry,” he says, voice muffled from where his cheek is pressed tightly against your head. “I should have talked to you, explained things. I thought I needed time to calm down, cool off. I was mad. I was so mad. Actually, I still am. But never at you. I just… I can’t believe they treated you like that.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not! I didn’t stand up for you, I should have-”

“It’s okay,” you repeat. “I’m used to it.”

“What they said-” Chan cuts himself off mid-sentence. “What happened to your neck? Are you having a reaction to something?”

“It’s nothing,” you say stiffly.

“What- no, it looks like hives, are there more?” He turns his attention to your arms. You’re wearing gloves to wash the dishes, but since you had rolled up your sleeves to prevent them from getting wet, the few bumps that have formed on your forearms are visible. He yanks up your shirt sleeves, revealing even more of them. They’re an angry red and fiercely itchy, although you’ve done a good job of not touching them so far.

“Y/n, these look- they look really bad. Do you know if you’re allergic to anything? Is it something you ate or is there something else? They weren’t there earlier. Is there medicine that we need to get for you?” Chan’s clearly distressed, tugging off your gloves and examining your hands. You wrest them away, already knowing what he’s going to find.

“It was the crab,” you say, resigned. “I’m allergic to shellfish. It’s okay, it usually goes away on its own by the next day. It’ll probably be even faster now with the soulmate bond.”

“And you still ate it? Why didn’t you say something?”

“What was I supposed to say? You think she cares? I’ve been allergic my whole life and it’s never made a difference. I had to eat what I was given, no excuses.”

“It’s not an excuse-”

“I know!” you exclaim. Both you and Chan fall silent for a moment. “I know. It’s just the way things are in my family. My eomoni just wants what’s best for me even if her… way of showing it isn’t always something I understand.”

“Best for you-”

“Chan-oppa, just- I know we’re not going to agree with this, maybe ever. I know our relationship looks bad. But as much as I hate my eomoni for how controlling, how critical she’s always been, I love her too. In some weird way. As much as I hate the way my abeoji and Siwon-oppa don’t interfere, I understand and I love them.”

“I think I’m just upset, Y/n,” Chan says quietly. “I’m just… upset that you have to go through that. Upset that they don’t treat you the way you should be treated. You deserve more than that. More than them.”

“Well,” you say, wiping away tears that you had barely noticed forming. “It’s okay. Like I said, I’m used to it. There’s nothing I can do."

Chan doesn’t say anything in response. You both know that it’s not okay, that even after all these years, you’re not used to it. There’s nothing that Chan can do or say to fix things and make it better. Instead, he just holds you closer. 

Somehow, that’s enough.

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yandere drummer ♡ !!

gender neutral!reader. 1096 words. mentions of sexual activity. voyeurism (kinda?). implications of mastubation. let me know if y’all have any requests or ideas for yanderes!!!

this was very mildly inspired by the band xdinary heroes’ drummer, gunil. but emphasis on the “mildly.”

yandere drummer, who’s been your friend for a long, long time. even before he became locally famous, or before the band was formed, it was you and him, best friends forever. but that’s all you saw him for, and when the band got formed and you began dating the guitarist… he’s jealous but he decides to take the stereotypical role of a best friend in a one-sided lover, it hurts, and a lot but he swallows it, tells himself it’ll numb itself slowly. as long as you’re happy then that’s all he wants.

“can you give me a good luck kiss?” you grinned, of course you could. it was the university annual festival and your boyfriend’s band, due to their recent surge of popularity was finally getting a chance to perform and you were so, so proud of all of them because you’ve seen them all working their asses’ off for this and now that it was happening, it was such a proud moment for you.

you pull away from your boyfriend and wish the others luck to you, congratulating them on their hard work. what you completely miss is the way the group’s drummer looks at you, his eyes yearning for the good luck kiss that you just gave to your boyfriend. he was a fairly nice performer but he swears he could have gone viral or something if he had that kind of luck on his side.

as they prepare to go on stage, he looks at you, he receives a friendly glance or two and that’s it. it’s always it. and he wonders about where he lacked. it wasn’t like the guitarist guy was quite anything that he wasn’t, in fact if anything he would probably be better and more loyal. when he sees him like that flirting with the crowd, he’s disgusted, doing that as if he doesn’t have a committed relationship going on (in his eyes, it wasn’t professionalism, but he was beginning to find flaws in every little thing his band mate did)

no one knows the real meaning of the song that come on, the band’s greatest hit, everybody knows that it’s the drummer wrote it, and they praised him on twitter saying how deep the lyrics were even if it was just something that the drummer wrote from his imagination (he had to tell them that, what would he have told his band mates if they asked him who was he in love with to the point of writing songs for them) and some even went on and on with their theories about how he could be in love with the guitarist (what the absolute fuck?). the song is about you obviously, the way he loved (loves) you so much, but he was so sick and tired of never being seen, and it was just so, so unfair.

he still remembers the exchange that happened in the record studio when he first played you the song, it was a ritual almost, (at least to him) that he’s going to play the song that he’s the most satisfied with, to you, first and foremost. it’s not even the band members and it’s times like these that he’s thankful to your boyfriend, he’s never even been a slight suspicious of him, maybe it has something to do with the fact that neither have you. but he remembers that when he played the song for you, wondering and hoping if you’d get the references (which you didn’t, but okay, there was always the next time). and you’d told him the song was absolutely beautiful, the way the feelings were described was heart-touching, and then you’d tell him.

“if you ever have a crush like that, though, just confess. what’s the worse that could even happen?”

and it’s been playing in his mind since, like a background theme music or something.

“what’s the worst that could happen?” he knows you’d never unfriend him, or ignore him and he could even stretch as far as the fact that he didn’t think you’d tell you boyfriend, if he told you not to.

that night, he groaned internally when the car taking all of you home didn’t drop you off but instead took you to their dorms. a painful night was on its way, with the dorm rooms having thin walls and your boyfriend’s room being right next to his, nothing was ever in his favour.

but as he tries to distract himself, back in his room, scrolling through his phone. its been hours now and he’s tried to watch netflix, listen to spotify, unplugging his earphones now and then to check, to put his ear on the side of the wall that joins his and your boyfriend’s room. there was no sound. but soon enough, as he’s almost getting drowsy, and oddly, he stumbles upon his voice notes app.

at first, he thinks to himself, this is bad, this is absolutely fucking disgusting, he reminds himself of the boundaries, you are his friend. his best friend. he should be the last person to record your moans and keep it to himself, this was just something he could never come back from.

it was one thing to jerk off from it momentarily but once he records it, it would be permanent, he couldn’t just remove it from his memory, it just becomes concrete then. somehow from both the devil and the angel sitting on his shoulders, his decision disappoints the angel and he hits the record button.

he thinks its heavenly, the way your voice sounds already but when you’re moaning, desperate to keep quiet and so its slightly muffled (oh, how he wished he could get a clearer version, or fuck that, a time when he could be the one giving you that pleasure..) he keeps it playing it over and over again, inside his earphones, nobody could ever know, it was his little secret.

when their normally talkative band member doesn’t talk much during breakfast and sticks in his earphones for the most part, they find it kind of odd.

“what are you listening to?” one of the guys ask him.

“oh, nothing, just.. troye sivan,”

He’ll get bolder though, with the drummer showing off his vocal and independent talents through his new mini album, debuting as a solo artist. Everybody enjoys the album way too much and he swears his heart almost jumps out of his throat when you hug him and congratulate him on his success. You’re so close to him, he can smell your perfume, your shampoo. He can bask in it, for a minute or two, pretend that he just confessed his love to you and you reciprocated it.

One song, particularly from the mini album though, stands out a lot to the fans, even international ones, he goes from being the hidden one on the drums to the guy who has the most sensual and sexy song on his album, with drums and beat on point and oh, the moans!

He feels a little guilty, when your boyfriend teases him about the moans and he just dismisses it as some sound the other composer put in, and it’s definitely not the sound of your partner and the person he’s been in love with for years, no.

maybe someday he’ll find it in himself to tell you, long after you’ve broken up with your boyfriend.. why would you break up with your boyfriend, you ask? let’s say somehow your boyfriend was drunk, and somehow.. somehow he made out with someone and someone was at the right time at the right place to click a picture.. don’t worry he’s got it all planned, it’s just a matter of time and then it’ll be just you and him, you’ll see how perfect he was for you all along. how good of a pair you both would make. how he could love you like nobody else has ever yet (and nobody ever will). and he’ll no longer have to turn on the voice recording of your moans to get off.

[kyufessions]

gaming

synopsis: your boyfriend wants your attention

pairings: boyfriend! jooyeon x gamer! afab reader

genre: smut, 18+

word count: 1.3k

request: 2 + 11 ; “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” + “get on your hands and knees, right now”

warnings: oral (f. receiving), hair pulling, lmk if i missed anything!

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain

a/n: my first request ahh i’m so excited! i hope the anon who requested this likes it! i hope to get more requests soon (o^^o)

xdinary heroes masterlist

on your days off of work, you did your schooling. on your days off of school, you worked. having both off on the same day was merely impossible, but by the grace of God you were blessed with that today. you always were ahead in your school work so you had a completely free day, which made jooyeon overjoyed. only problem was you were also a gamer who hadn’t played a single game in over two weeks due to your busy schedule. sure, you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend as well but you wanted to play with your online friends and improve your skills as well for a few hours.

jooyeon understood this, giving you your space for the next two and a half hours until you went on your date later that evening. but after finishing the book he was reading, the reruns of his favorite show weren't keeping him as occupied as he had hoped. as he sat up against the headboard staring at the television, his eyes kept wandering over to you sitting at your desk chair. your hair was slightly messy as you wore nothing but an oversized band tee of his and lacey underwear he had never seen you wear before. the concentration on your face brought butterflies to his stomach, his love for you overflowing as you did nothing but focus on your video game. but he also couldn’t help the sexual desires growing within him as you bit down on your lower lip in concentration, your occasional groans of irritation causing him to shift in his position on the bed until he had had enough.

moving from his place on the bed, he sits in the unoccupied chair next to you and makes it obvious he’s admiring you upclose. head in his hand as he ogles you, your heart starts racing as you feel his stare. losing a game match, you let out a groan of frustration as you set down your headset on the desk. as you turn your head to meet the eyes of jooyeon, you notice the face he’s making along with his eyes.

you can’t help but giggle, bringing your hand to his cheek and rubbing against the apple of it. “you’re so cute, baby.” he raises a brow, placing a small kiss on your hand. upon seeing his confusion, you decide to elaborate. “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

as his cheeks rise in heat from embarrassment, you giggle at his widening eyes. did he think he was hiding it well? “i-i’m sorry, 자기야. you just look really good and i miss how you taste.” your boyfriend sits up fully, taking your hand in his before smashing his lips onto yours hungrily. without hesitation, he nibbles on your bottom lip as his hand swivels your desk chair around so you’re fully facing him. you feel his hands roam your body, one hand sliding under your shirt to fondle your breast as the other plays with the lace of your underwear.

moaning against his lips at the feeling of your boyfriend missing you, you pull away and grin at the string of saliva that breaks as you detach from his kiss. “get on your hands and knees, right now.” jooyeon nods eagerly, hopping off his chair and doing as instructed. he watches you slide off your underwear and toss it to the side but not before noticing the small darkened spot on them.

when he looks back up to meet your gaze, he notices you start putting on your headset and cocks his head to the side in confusion. you notice this, bringing your hand to his face as you place a kiss to his forehead. “i’m going to play as you eat me out. once i cum, i’ll stop the game and we can wash up and go on our date, deal?” nodding in agreement, he starts to move under the desk and brings his hands to your thighs. you shake your head, taking his hands and setting them on the floor. “i said hands and knees on the floor, baby. keep them there.”

before he knew it, you started another game and he started getting to work. not being able to use his hands was going to be a struggle, but whatever his partner wanted his partner got. placing a few sloppy kisses to your thighs, he stares at your glistening folds for a few seconds before fully going in. gasping as you feel his tongue get to work between your folds, you fight every urge within you to not run your fingers through his long hair and ignore the game. but you were in a team match and didn’t want to let your teammates down, but oh Lord did having jooyeon’s head between your legs make your mind go fuzzy.

jooyeon moves from your folds to your empty hole, moving his tongue in and out of it as a replacement for the fingers he can’t use. hearing you let out a gasp at his actions gave him an ego boost, and the moan following shortly after with a whimpered ‘fuck’ just gave him all the confidence he needed to take it a step further. pulling out of your hole, he moves his lips to your sensitive clit.

as soon as your boyfriend starts sucking on your nub, you shut your eyes with a string of ‘oh my gosh’’s stumbling out of your mouth. “oh my gosh, right there baby.” you quickly look down at jooyeon, his eyes meeting yours as you feel his tongue start flicking at your sensitivity. at this point, the game doesn’t matter to you. nothing does but this moment and the feeling you were being provided with by your lover. you throw off your headphones, dropping them to the floor as you start grinding against his face with your hand in his hair guiding him. “yes, right there. you treat me so good.”

the pattern of your breathing was becoming irregular and moans higher in pitch, signaling you were coming close to your release. as you tug on his hair harder, he sticks his tongue in your hole one last time before moving back to your clot and sucking eagerly. before he knew it, your moans were bouncing off the wall and his face was being covered in your juice. jooyeon wasted no time licking you clean, savoring your taste as he smiled against your folds from finally being able to hear your sweet sounds again.

once your breathing starts to regulate and your grip on his hair loosens, jooyeon pulls away and gets out from under the desk. as your body relaxes in the chair after having a mindblowing orgasm for the first time in a long while, you hear jooyeon get up from the floor and sit back in the chair next to you. fluttering your eyes open, you notice how wet the lower half of his face is and giggle. pulling open a desk drawer, you pull out a small pack of tissues and start wiping away all of your release on his face.

“sorry about that, you just really know how to use your mouth.” you say before pecking his lips.

he pecks your lips back, his big smile seeming permanent on his face. “it’s okay, i like when you use me how you want.” his eyes trail from yours to the floor, noticing the newly broken headset and picking it up. “i’ll buy you a new headset at the mall today since this one broke.”

you pout, taking the headset from his hands and inspecting it. “are you sure? i would feel bad.”

[beomiracles]

I've been wondering what groups you stan

I meant to ask you during our convo but I mean we are talking about different things so I just decided to come here so your other readers can also know loll

hehe hi izzy baby !!

honestly, I only really "stan" bts and txt ! they're the only groups I keep up with and regularly listen to/consume their content :>

in bts I bias, Yoongi & Jungkook then in txt, which I hope no one has missed, Beomgyu & Taehyun

I have stanned/and still like, seventeen (Joshua/jun), enhypen (sunghoon), and itzy ! (chaeryeong)

I was also a predebut stan of both newjeans and xdinary heroes but never biased anyone in particular :3

[lino-jagiyaa]

forget me not - lee minho

genre: angst | pairing: minho × gender neutral reader I warnings: breakups, heartbreak, swearing, mentions of self-doubt & depression, lying, toxic communication & behavior, dishonesty, jealousy | masterlist | words: 5224 | do not repost or translate ©︎ lino-jagiyaa

song recs: good enough - xdinary heroes {i’m so sorry, this song is so sad but just trust me.} then a happier song to go with the ending | feel special - twice

taglist: @dadonbabysworld @lynanist @lix-ables @comet-falls @strayingawayy @alyszaen

note : so sorry it took me forever to finish this and that it ended up so long 😭 but don’t worry, there's a happy ending !! i tried my best to proofread all of it but if i missed something or missed a warning, pls lmk! ♡

💭 things between and minho didn't seem to work out. but maybe now you're starting to see things from his perspective

—

—

losing minho took a toll on you. most breakups would do that to anyone, but this one, this one was nothing like any breakup you’ve ever had. he was special to you. hell, you envisioned a future with him. moving in together, marriage, kids even.

but that all ended the day he decided to break your heart. he simply left and never looked back. or was there more to it? there had to be an explanation for his actions. he wouldn’t just leave without reason, would he?

all the questions racking your brain. it’s been six months. six months without him. six months of losing sleep over the emptiness and cold of his side of your bed. six months without speaking to him, only ever hearing how he’s doing through mutual friends and nothing more.

you felt as though you were losing your mind. obsessing over the possibilities of what could have been. what you could’ve missed. what were you missing? you blamed yourself, having no other explanation in your head. the only thing that stuck.

you couldn’t stop thinking back to that day. what he said to you, how he said it, how he pushed you away. sure, he was always a bit reserved. always had been since the day you met him. but that day, that day was so much different. he pushed you away and you couldn’t do anything to stop it or convince him to stay.

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

“minho, please. please talk to me!”

“i can’t do this, i have to go.”

his face emotionless, trying to cover up the pain and guilt he was carrying. his back turned to you now as he grabbed his bag, and headed for the front door.

“is this it? are you breaking up with me?,” you reached out to grab his arm to make him face you

“don’t touch me.” he nudged you off of him

“min, please! is it something i did? i can’t lose you, just talk to me!” you pleaded

“this is what’s best for both of us. i’m sorry, y/n.”

he turned to you one more time before opening the front door, standing in the doorway for a few seconds before making his way back to his car.

“how could you!? you’re a coward you know, can’t even fucking face me and explain yourself,” you screamed, hot tears falling from your eyes and blurring your vision as you broke down. hearing the door finally click close. the whole thing felt painfully slow.

your friends would always sympathize with you, trying to assure you that everything is okay and that minho just had ‘things to sort out within himself’, but it just didn’t seem right. they were hiding something from you. they had to be.

so here you are, six months after the breakup, sitting in your sociology class waiting for it to end. you had to get to the bottom of this. find out what was really going on in minho’s head.

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

“minho,” chan starts

“hm?”

“can i ask you something?”

“of course, hyung. what is it?” he questioned, “promise you won’t get mad, okay?”

“spit it out already,” he sighed

“do you miss y/n?”

“no.” minho looks away

“i don’t believe you.”

“you should, it’s the truth.” he huffed

“min, i see the way you look at them when they’re not looking. you must care about them a little, right?”

minho stayed silent. he didn’t want to be having this discussion right now, not at all really. he just didn’t want to think about the way he hurt you.

“don’t lie to me. you can still fix things, you know.” chan continues

“would you just stop it already!? i don’t want to talk about this anymore, chris. i can’t.”

tears started to swell in minho’s eyes. he wanted to fix things between the two of you, and he does. he just doesn’t know how. he doesn’t want to hurt you even more than he already has. but he knows that chan is right, he has to at least try.

“let me ask you this one question, then i’ll stop. i won’t bring them up to you after this, okay?”

“okay.”

“do you love them?”

“y- yes.”

“then fix it. make things right between the two of you.”

“i- i don’t know how… i can’t just come back into their life after six months of silence and hurt them all over again.” minho stammered, sniffling away his tears

“how about i set up a meeting for the two of you, yeah?” chan proposed

chan could see the nervous look on minho’s face now and decided to move closer to him, softly grabbing onto his shoulders, “how about i talk to y/n and set up a time and place for you to meet up and if you’re still anxious about the whole thing by the time i’m done, i’ll go with you. sound good?”

“having you there even just observing would be good, yes.” minho replied

“okay then, it’s settled. now i’m gonna go make the call and let you know the details, okay?”

“yeah.”

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

chan decided to text you first since he knew you still had class this hour and didn’t want to disturb you just in case you had your notifications on.

chan: hey, is your class almost over?

you: yeah. i’ve got like ten mins till.

chan: ok. can you call me like right after? i need to talk to you about something and i think it’ll be better to talk over the phone.

you: sure?

chan: thanks 👍🏼

after texting with chan you were…nervous to say the least. what was all of this about? ten minutes never felt so long. nonetheless, after the minutes passed and your last lecture of the day was over, you headed out of the room to call chan.

you: hey, you gonna tell me what’s going on?

chan: “well, good afternoon to you too.”

you: sorry, i’m just a little on edge at the moment.” you sigh

chan: i can tell. and i’m sorry to freak you out,” chan let out a nervous laugh, “but…it’s about minho. and before you hang up, i think the two of you need to sort some things out. the whole breakup is taking a toll on you both and i don’t know how long i can just sit back and watch the two of you wither away.” he stressed

you sighed before answering him, “okay.”

chan: “okay?”

you: “yes, that’s what i said. do you want me to meet up with him or not?”

chan: “y-yeah, that’d be great. thank you.”

you: "alright, text me the address and i’ll be on my way.”

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

after the two of you hung up, you quickly made your way to your apartment to drop off your school bag and get ready for your meet-up with minho. you took a shower and tried to find a decent outfit while you quickly dry your hair. soo after, you received a text from chan telling you the address. it wasn’t far from your apartment so you had enough time to finish getting ready and hopefully shake off any nerves you had on the walk there.

chan: levanter cafe. it’s the one 7 mins away from your apartment. no rush to get here, okay? take your time.

you took one more look at yourself through your hallway mirror before putting on your shoes and walking out the door. the walk to the cafe helped you clear your thoughts more. but it was a relief you were finally getting to clear things up with minho. a second chance to really see his point of view. to understand him better.

when you walked up to the cafe, you could see chan at the counter ordering a drink so you texted him that you had arrived.

you: hey, i’m here.

almost comically, chan started looking in all directions trying to spot you, until he finally saw you step through the door. he reached out an arm to hug you when you walked up to him, “hey, you still okay to do this?” he asked “yeah, don’t worry. it’s okay.” you smiled back at him before hugging him back. “alright, i’m just checking. you know i have to.” “i know channie. where is he?” you ask “at the table in the back. oh, and here’s your drink. i know you’ll need the caffeine. here’s minho’s as well.”

you took it from him and he waved you in the direction of minho. when you got to the table, minho was still looking down at his phone, not expecting you to have arrived yet, assuming chan had come back with their drinks. so you were the first to speak.

you took a seat in the chair right in front of him and set down his and your drinks before speaking. “hi…” you started softly, not wanting to startle him. it didn’t seem to work because once he heard your voice he jumped up in his seat a little bit, putting his phone on the table and straightening up his posture.

“y/n…hi, i wasn’t sure you’d come today.”

you laughed a bit. he was nervous and you could tell. maybe more than you now. “well, i wasn’t so sure i’d show up either. but it was time.” he nods in agreement. “how about i start?” you continue, “i know it’s been hard for you, is hard for you. and it has been for me as well. like really fucking hard and i missed you and life was just shitty for a while, you know?”

“y/n, i am so sorry. i didn’t mean to hurt you. i-i should’ve handled it correctly and told you how i was feeling instead of just leaving and avoiding you.” his head hung low now as he avoided your eyes. he felt like he couldn’t face you. he felt horrible.

“so how were you feeling? what happened to us?”

he looked up now, “it wasn’t your fault. you did nothing wrong, it was all me.” tears, starting to fill his eyes

“you left me. you left and i didn’t know what to do with myself for a long time. i couldn’t eat or sleep. my whole life fell to pieces. so tell me, tell me minho what made you want to do that.”

“i didn’t want to, i swear. i just- just couldn’t figure out what i was feeling. how i was feeling. i knew that i loved you- still love you and i want to be with you but… i was scared. i was scared, y/n because i had never felt so strongly for someone as much as i did for you and i just didn’t want to fuck it up and i ended up doing it anyways. i’m so sorry for hurting you and making you feel that way. i should’ve expressed how i was feeling to you and i should’ve handled it better. i want to fix my mistakes now.” he replied, eyelashes sticking together as his tears began to fall down his face. chan monitoring from a table close by.

“i understand. it’s good that you’re letting it out now, so thank you. i want to fix things between us too. but we can’t just rush it out. we have to take our time. but other than that, i agree. that i’ve never felt what i feel for you, for anyone else and i know that it’ll stay that way forever. even if you hurt me, even if the last words you said to me was awful. i forgive you minho. we can figure this out together if you’re willing” you say, now wiping your own tears.

“i would love that. can i walk you home tonight?”

“doesn’t sound half bad. we should probably finish our drinks first and invite chan back over here before he hurts himself, the way he’s craning his neck to hear us.” you laugh

“you’re right,” minho looked over to chan and motioned for him to come to your table

nearly stumbling out of his chair, chan managed to get up and walk over to the two of you. “so?…” he questioned

“we’ve got it somewhat worked out. definitely need some more time to figure out the rest but for the most part, we’re okay.” you smile

“thank god, i was starting to lose my mind trying to get you two to talk to each other again so i’m glad.”

“oh shut up!” you and minho both replied to chan

chan just laughed at you both. he could see that the two of you did want to be together and you just needed to figure things out slowly. “but i really hope you guys start communicating better, yeah?”

“we will, i promise.” minho replies, sure that it’s the truth this time.

“oh, and once we’re done with our drinks and everything, i’m going to walk y/n home so we can talk a little more.”

“alright, i’ll leave you two lovebirds to it. do you want me to pick you up after?”

minho looked at you for an answer and you were contemplating whether you actually wanted him to go home tonight. “i mean, we can talk about it on the way there? the spare bedroom is still up for grabs if you do want to stay the night, it won't bother me having you there. especially since i haven’t seen you in so long, plus you still have clothes there if you want a shower…”

“oh…yeah that would be nice, thank you.” minho trailed off, trying to distract from the blush growing on his cheeks, acknowledging chan was still there while you were mentioning him spending the night

“well then, i think that’s my cue to leave,” chan chuckled, “text me when you two get there okay?”

“okay, and thanks again… for everything,” you reply

“of course, have a good night you two.”

chan leaves and the two of you just sit there in silence for a bit before heading out yourselves after throwing away your empty cups and waving the baristas goodnight. the walk home seemed slower than usual tonight. like the two of you were too caught up in each other to notice how slowly you were walking. “y/n,” minho called to you, snapping you out of your thoughts. “yeah?”

“um… would it be okay if i took you on a date sometime tomorrow?”

“that would be nice, minho. yes.”

“great, great. we can plan for it together if you want. only since i’m not sure where i want to take you, only that i know i want to spend the day with you,” he laughed nervously, scratching the nape of his neck.

“sure thing. we can figure it out when we get inside so come on.” you say as you unlock and drag him through the front door of your apartment.

after settling in, the both of you had taken showers and changed into comfier clothes and decided to watch something together in your living room. the two of you sat in the comfortable silence of each other’s presence for a while before you decided to break the ice. “hey, min?”

“hm?” he turned to face you with the softest look on his face.

“oh, i just was wondering if you wanted to take the guest room tonight? it’s already set up. but you don't have to sleep in there tonight if you don’t want-”

“where do you want me to sleep tonight?” he said gently, turning his whole body to face you now and resting his hands in the space separating the two of you. it took you a second to respond to him. you wanted to make sure you said the right thing, not wanting to push him away or push any boundaries since the two of you had just started to reconnect only today.

“well, i’m not opposed to you sleeping in my room. o-only if you want to of course. it’s no pressure if you don’t. and-” you were babbling and waving your hand defensively, so minho gently grabbed onto both of them, holding them in his own to calm you down.

“y/n, it’s okay. i’m comfortable as long as you are, so wherever you’re the most comfortable with me sleeping tonight is where i’ll stay.” he gave you a soft smile to reassure you.

you were relieved, to say the least. your mind still racing on the fact that he’s sitting in front of you right now, holding your hands.

“do you just wanna call it a night and sleep now? i’ve noticed the way you’ve looked exhausted since we got home, it’s okay to get some rest.”

“of course you’d notice,” you laugh

“well that’s what happens when you’ve been in love with someone for so long. now come on, i’ll stay with you for a while then go to the guest room if you get sick of me,” minho laughed back, grabbing you by the arm and dragging you to your once shared room.

you felt your face heat up at his comment, yet you say nothing.

once the two of you were settled in, you both just sat on opposite sides of the bed facing towards your bedroom door, not sure if you should talk or just go to bed.

“well…i should probably try to go to sleep now. goodnight minho.” you blurt out and carefully roll onto your side, so as not to accidentally bump into minho.

“alright. sweet dreams, y/n. i’ll sleep in a bit. i’m not too tired yet.”

“that’s fine,” you say as you close your eyes

—

you had been asleep for an hour, maybe an hour and a half when you felt minho shifting on the bed. your back was facing him so you couldn’t see him at all but you noticed he was kind of tossing and turning. it was obvious he couldn’t fall asleep but you didn’t say anything or make it obvious at all that you were awake now.

minho huffed, now laying on his back and with his arms on top of the blanket you two shared. you kept your eyes closed, attempting to get back to sleep, hoping minho would finally be able to as well. but that wasn’t the case.

a few minutes goes by and you assumed minho had ust falle asleep since he hadn’t really moved in a while, but as soon as you had almost drifted back to sleep, minho leaned a little closer to your side of the bed.

“y/n, are you asleep?”

“hm?” you reply

“sorry to wake you, i just couldn’t fall asleep.”

you turn on your other side to face him, “no, no. it’s okay minho, what do you need?”

“um, if it’s okay with you, can we cuddle? if you’re not comfortable, it’s okay. i’ll just go for a walk or something to get tired.” minho says, looking away from you

“no, it’s too late to go for a walk,” you thought about it for a second before answering, “it’s okay. we can cuddle.” you gave him a reassuring smile

“a-are you sure? you don’t have to, it’s fine-”

“i know. i figure you haven’t been sleeping well lately either?”

“yeah.”

“well, we can fix that today then.” you tell him, scooting closer to him and moving his arms to frame your waist. nuzzling your face into his chest to get comfortable.

“goodnight minho.”

“goodnight.” you waited a bit to make sure he was actually asleep before drifting off yourself. you knew it was time once you felt his chest slowly rise and fall and his heartbeat matching the speed of yours.

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

when you woke up, the sun was peeking through your curtains and you groaned. wanting to stretch and shield your eyes from what felt like blinding light shining in your face. but you couldn’t move much. you had almost forgotten that minho had stayed over last night when you looked up and say that he was still holding onto you but he seemed to be fully awake now, scrolling on his phone.

“good morning sleepy head,” he smirked

you groaned again before replying, “why are you up so early?”

“early? honey, it’s already 10 am. you’re lucky it’s already the weekend, otherwise you’d be late to class.”

you almost jumped out of bed after hearing him. “what!? minho, why did you let me sleep so late? weren’t we supposed to go out today?” you complained

“y/n, it’s fine,” he laughed at your concern, “ we hadn’t even made a solid plan about it yet, remember? you were sleepy so i was waiting till morning to bring it up again.”

you slump back down in the bed, now laying on your back and staring at the ceiling. “oh, that’s right. well then did you end up thinking of somewhere to go?”

minho put his phone down on his lap, “mm, at first i was thinking we could go for a walk in the park and then have a picnic there but then i was thinking about how you haven’t seen soonie, doongi, and dori in a while and that you probably miss them. would you like to see them today?”

“yeah, i do miss seeing them. but i also think going for a walk and a picnic is a good idea too,” you smile

“okay, then that’s what we’ll do.” he smiled back

“oh, don’t you have to go back to your place to change and everything?” you ask

“mhm. i’ll do that when you’re getting ready and once you’re done you can text me and i’ll be back to pick you up.”

“sounds good- wait…i still have you blocked…”

minho laughs, “i get it. at least you didn’t get a new number or delete my contact. so it’s fine.”

you awkwardly laugh and go to grab your phone so you could unblock him.

“check if you can text me now.”

he typed something short and a second later your phone pinged with his message. you also realized you had changed his contact name, but you weren’t going to let him know that part.

—

minho had called chan to let him know that he needed to be picked up and would be going back over to your place after showering and getting everything ready for your date. so once chan pulled up in your driveway, you walked with minho to your front door to wake goodbye to chan who was waiting in his car for him. once the two of them left, you went to go take your shower.

stepping out of the shower, you dried yourself off and went to search for an outfit. you wanted something casual since you were going to end up playing around with minho’s cats but you also wanted something cute since you were going on your first date with minho in forever. in the end, you had decided on a simple short-sleeved top that you could pair with a cardigan if the weather became more windy. and you were going to pair it with a pair of black corduroy pants.

looking at yourself in the mirror, you caught yourself smiling. you were so excited to finally be back in minho’s life and him in yours. and you could tell he was just as excited, considering the way he acted the night before and this morning.

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

once you were done getting yourself ready, you wanted to bring something with you for the picnic so that minho wasn’t the only one showing up with food so you texted chan to see what minho was going to bring.

you: hey, chan? are you with minho rn? chan: yeah, something wrong? you: no, nothing is wrong. i was just wondering what minho was packing for our picnic date and didn’t want to ask him directly since i wanted what i’m bringing to be a surprise. chan: ah, i see. he’s still cooking right now but he said he was bringing ox bone soup and dumplings. he didn’t say anything about drinks so you could probably bring those? you: okay thank you. chan: yeah, no problem

---

with what chan had told you about the food minho was bringing, you decided to make some gimbap and go out to buy your and minho’s favorite drinks from the convenience store that was within walking distance from your apartment. after grabbing the drinks, you found some candy that you thought minho might want to share with you so you bought that and the drinks and headed back home to make the gimbap.

since you only had one thing to make, it didn’t take you very long so you packed the food and snacks up into bento boxes and wrapped them in a cloth so they would stay together on the way to the park. you made sure you had everything you needed in your bag before texting minho letting him know that you were ready for him to pick you up.

it didn’t take him long to pull into your driveway and once he did, you grabbed your things and made sure your door was locked.

“hey, you all set?” minho asks you with a smile as you open the passenger door “mhm,” you smile back “oh you brought food? you didn’t have to, i had made some as well.” “i know. i wanted to surprise you. but don’t worry, it’s something small and some drinks for us.” “ooh okay, well then we can head off now.”

—

the drive back to minho’s place was filled with the soft music that played on his radio and the comfortable silence you shared. you just stared out your window, lost in your own thoughts as you watched the city pass by.

“we’re here,” minho said as he pulled into his driveway

it felt kind of strange being back at his apartment after all this time but in the same moment, it felt good being able to be here and not feel that churning feeling in the pit of your stomach. you didn’t feel anxious or worried. everything right now feels good and happy.

as soon as minho opened the door, his cats came swarming at him but they stopped as soon as they noticed you were right behind him. you thought it was maybe because they had forgotten you or didn’t like you anymore, but that was far from the case.

the three of them looked so happy to see you again. all nudging against your ankles and meowing for your attention. so you crouched down to pet them properly and it seemed as though they were all fighting for your attention, now ignoring minho as he attempted to greet them some more.

you had somewhat forgotten that some animals' perception of time is frayed. a day can feel like a long time, never mind six months. but luckily, the sweet cats that you missed had remembered you and were visibly happy to see you.

after playing with them for what felt like hours, minho haad ordered dinner in for the two of you so you ate while watching a drama before calling it a night.

minho drove you home as the sun started setting. the drive back to your place felt so calm. the sound of the wind brushing past your ears and minho kept stealing glances at you every once in a while. once the two of you got back to your apartment, minho had insisted in walking you back to your door.

“our date today was perfect, hopefully you feel the same.” minho smiled

“mhm, i had so much fun. it was nice to go out again.” you reply, smiling ear to ear

“maybe i can take you on another date soon, if you’d like?” he asked

“i’d love that, minho”

he held onto your hands just like he had a few hours before, you were kind of glad that he was making all of the first moves. you were nervous to mess something up.

“y/n?”

“yes?”

“can i…kiss you?”

“i was wondering when you were going to ask. yes, minho.”

with that, he leaned in, planting the softest kiss to your lips. you missed this feeling. you missed this feeling with him. the butterflies growing in your stomach as minho gently placed a hand on your face. he smiling into the kiss, which was driving you crazy.

when the both of you pulled away, you could feel the redness forming on your face and see the way minho’s was the same. “you have no idea how much i missed doing that.” minho laughed

“oh, trust me. i do.”

°:. *₊ ° . ° .•

weeks had gone by since your first do over date with minho and the two of you were on great terms. since then, the two of yu had been going on weekly dates. and those weekly dates turned into dates two days a week. soon enough, the both of you were starting to consider yourselves a couple again. spending almost everyday with each other if possible. that meant walking each other to classes on school days, driving the other to work depending on who had earlier hours, and hanging out anytime in between.

everything between you was starting to come together again. and the two of you were sure this time that you’d make it work no matter what.

you gotta fight for what you love, right?

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[regamoth]

Xdinary Heroes as bf (gn!reader)

⋆ Masterlist

⋆ This is only Headcanon.

⋆ Pairings: gn!reader x bf!XDINARYHEROES

⋆ Note: I love those funny little guys so much 😭 Villains where are you ????

Gunil: This little hamster is such a sweet boyfriend 🤧. One of your favourite date activity is testing restaurants so he can recommend it (or not) to Villains on bubble. He always asks you if you want to go to the gym with him. Boy has to work his big ass arms. Have you seen his arms ??? Perfect material to grab onto when you're watching a horror movie together. He often brings you to rehearsal with the rest of the Heroes. Gunil always tries to make you laugh with his dad jokes, but what ends up actually making you laugh is his own laughter, because dude, it's something. He gives you big, tight, teddy bear hugs. He softly hums to you when you're falling asleep on the couch in his arms.

Jungsu: Omgggg have you seen how sweet he is with the members? He's even sweeter with you! Imagine 😭. Always has a soft hand on you, your hand, your leg, your shoulder, your waist, he loves those kinds of discrete but cute skinship. Definitely sings lullabies to you, even when you're not together he sends you vocal messages of him singing. Jungsu obviously cooks for you and brings it to you, especially when you're sick or you're not feeling well mentally. He's like a mom honestly. When you're cuddling he's like a cute cat who loves to be stroked. BACKHUGS. Please don't break his heart or I'll find you.

Gaon: You're a chaotic couple. Don't get me wrong you guys are really cute, but damn you're hard to handle. Skincare-movie-fastfood sleepovers. Buying ugly decorative objects is one of your favourite activity (and watching drama). You make tier-lists about your favourite foods and argue about it. He's also very sweet tho. He tells you he loves you EVERYDAY, irl, in messages, over phonecalls. Jiseok always looks at you with sparckly eyes like you're his whole world. He's always sincere about how he's feeling. He was thinking about proposing since your first month day together, he's a bit shy talking about it tho. He gives everything to make you smile and laugh.

O.de: As a person who has his bubble, I can tell you he's the most boyfriend material. He sends you his outfit of the day everyday, whether you were planning to have a date or not. Brings you food everyday (he does make it tho he just buys it). So so so caring. Asks you how you're feeling ten times a day. He sends you pic when he's at the gym to show you his progresses 😭. Love hugs, back hugs, spoon hugs, teddy bear hugs. Writes songs about you but is hesitant showing it to you. He's afraid you'll think it's cringe or weird, but he just wants to show he loves you more than everything.

Junhan: Aww baby bunny. Just walking in parks with you and taking cute pictures is your favourite date activity to do. He's okay with teaching you guitar, he's so passionate about it it's so so cute to see. He plays for you when you're hanging out. Always takes time to ask you if you ate, and if you didn't he brings you something and eats with you. Makes you playlist to share songs he loves with you. Likes to try doing your makeup (or hairstyle/outfit if you don't wear makeup). He's not that bad actually. Matching pyjamas for sure. Bought you a bunny plushie so you can hold it when you miss him. In return you bought him a plushie that represents you so he can do the same. He's so cute I swear.

Jooyeon: Well, he's cute. Not romantic, but cute. He tries sometimes tho, but it's kind of hard. He's always late to your dates because he has trouble waking up 😭. He has the golden retriever bf energy honestly. He loooves skinship. Joo is always holding your hand, kissing your cheek, putting his head on yours or on your shoulder. He loves when you style his beautiful long hair (please Jooyeon never cut your hair). You tried making him like vegetables but there's nothing you can do. You go on karaoke dates. Once you got kicked out because you were too loud lol. Sings for you all the time. He loves when you compliment his bass skill, it makes him feel hot (BECAUSE HE IS). He may not tell it everyday because he's a bit shy when it comes to sharing his emotions but he loves you with his whole heart.

[1dwaekki]

I don't know if I have any Xdinary Heroes fans (villains) following me but please also send me clips of them because I actually love that band I just never keep up with their content 😭😭 I love all their music and them all as people but I just never end up watching their vids so I'm sure I've missed at least a few sneezes over the last few years of their content so PLEASE PLEASE send me clips and I'll clip them as well 🙏💕

(yes I have searched the Internet but I've only seen the old sneezes that have been clipped already 💔)

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hi!! idk if it has already been done, but can you do ot6 meeting your best friend/friends for the first time and them getting all protective giving him the "if you play with my best friend i will jump you" speech when reader walks away for a moment or something? of course keeping it as lighthearted and fun as possible bdksbs thank you so much in advance 💕

Hello!! I hope you enjoy!

All members 7 * o * 7 

Summary: Xdinary Heroes reaction to your friend(s) being protective over you. (idol/non-idol au)

WC:~1.4k

Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

Gunil

Today you and Gunil were both a little nervous. Today he was meeting your best friend. Obviously you wanted your friend to like Gunil and Gunil wanted your friend to like him too. It looks like both of you had nothing to worry about after all. Gunil got along great with your friend, so great that you felt no worries at all when you left them alone to use the restroom. 

However as soon as you left the atmosphere of the room completely shifted. Your friend’s bright energy quickly became dark. Their face grew stern. Gunil nerves were quick to return. Did he say something wrong?

“If you ever hurt y/n”– they leaned closer, looking Gunil dead in the eyes. “I’ll beat you to a pulp. I don’t care how big your muscles are, you're done for if you hurt them,” they state. A nervous chuckle erupts from Gunil’s throat, very much feeling intimidated. 

“I promise I have no intentions of ever hurting them. I’d beat myself to a pulp if I did,” he says.

“Good,” your friend said. With perfect timing you entered back into the room. 

“Did I miss anything?” you asked. 

“Nope. He’s a good one, keep him.” Your friend reverts back to their bright energy. 

“I’m planning on it,” you spoke with a smile. 

Jungsu

They are just your friends. Friends that he has heard about before and friends that have heard about him, but Jungsu can’t help but feel nervous about actually meeting them in person for the first time. 

“Jungsu relax, they'll love you,” you tell him and they do. In fact you think they might like him more than you with the way they intently give him their full attention. Listening to every word he says. Since they had their full attention on Jungsu you had no problem excusing yourself to answer your phone when your mom called you. If your friends weren’t giving Jungsu their full attention they definitely were now. Their once caring gazes turning predatory. 

“Jungsu you seem like a really sweet guy, but if you ever hurt y/n you’ll be a really sweet guy who suddenly disappeared,” one of your friends says. Jungsu gulps.

“You understand what we’re saying don’t you?” another one checks. Jungsu nods.

“I do,” he states. 

“Why are you guys staring at him like your vultures?” you questioned, walking back into the room. 

“We were just making sure that he knows what would happen if ever hurt you,” one of your friends said. You walked over to Jungsu, standing between him and your friends. 

“Thanks, but I’m honestly the one who’s scared of hurting him,” you admit. 

“Oh we’ll make you disappear too if you ever hurt this cutie,” your friend tells. 

Gaon/Jiseok

You weren’t expecting to run into your friend while you were out with Jiseok, but that’s what happened. Now you're all sitting at a table having lunch together after insisting that your friend should join you two. Introducing Jiseok to your friend seemed to go smoothly. They actually have a few common interests that got them to click. Instantly breaking off into conversation about said interest. You took this time to excuse yourself off to the restroom. 

“Alright now let’s get down to business,” your friend announced upon your absence. 

“Huh?” Jiseok asked. 

“I mean if you hurt y/n, I’ll hurt you,” they said, picking up their butter knife. Jiseok raised his hands in defense. 

“I’d never do that,” he says. “But if you ever hurt y/n then I’ll hurt you,” Jiseok told them, picking up his own butter knife. Your friend is a bit taken back by Jiseok’s actions, but also impressed.

“Should I be scared that you are pointing butter knives at each other?” you asked, coming back from the restroom. 

“What? Oh no,” your friend says as they set their knife down. “You found a good one, hang onto him,” they tell you. Jiseok sets his own knife down. 

“Yeah, you have a good friend here. You should hang onto them too,” he voices. You let out a light laugh taking your seat again. 

O.de/Seungmin

Today was the awaited day. Seungmin was finally meeting your friends. They had actually been wanting to meet him for awhile, but you kept putting it off. Saying that you thought it might be a bit early and you didn’t want your friends to scare him off. You knew that they could be a bit protective over you. Your want to keep Seungmin around showed your friends how serious you were about him. Since they knew how serious you were about him they had to know that he was just as serious about you. 

One of your friends had just asked for your help. Leaving Seungmin alone with the rest of your friends. 

“You know y/n made us wait to meet you because they didn’t want us to scare you off,” your friend starts.

“I didn’t know that,” Seungmin answers. 

“Well that’s how it went, which means they care a lot about you. It also means if you hurt y/n we’ll pummel you,” you other friend adds very seriously. 

“I’d join you in pummeling me if I ever hurt y/n. I could never forgive myself if I did,” Seungmin responds. “I’d also pummel anyone else who hurts y/n,” he notes. Your friends quite like his answer. When you walk back into the room with your friend the others look at Seungmin then you and give the nod of approval. 

Junhan/Hyeongjun

Hyeongjun fiddled with his fingers as the pair of you waited for your friend to arrive. It was the first time he would be meeting them. He did feel a bit nervous. He wanted to make a good first impression because he knew if your friend didn’t like him it would definitely affect your relationship. 

“I’m so excited to finally meet you!” your friend greeted Hyeongjun happily. They had been dying to meet him. From what you told them about him he sounded like the perfect guy for you, so of course they had to see that for themselves. You stepped away for a moment when your phone rang to talk to who was calling you. 

“I get why y/n always gushes about you,” your friend began. Hyeongjun feels a bit of a blush threatening to paint his cheeks. “However, if they ever come to me hurt and crying because of you.” – Your friend drags their hand across their neck in a slicing motion. Hyeongjun’s impending blush quickly ran cold. Hyeongjun smiles nervously. 

“I would never do anything that could hurt y/n I assure you,” he says. 

“I hope so,” they state. 

“I hope you two didn’t have too much fun without me,” you joked, coming back. 

“How could we?” your friend smiled playfully as if they didn’t just threaten Hyeongjun. 

Jooyeon

You weren’t really that nervous when it came to Jooyeon meeting your best friend. Jooyeon was very likable, that was a given. He knew how to draw people in. On the other hand Jooyeon did feel nervous about meeting your friend. He wanted them to have a good impression of him. He knows he has quite the goofy side, but he still wanted to come off as someone they could trust you to be in a relationship with. In other words he wanted to show that he was capable of taking care of you and someone who could make you happy. 

Everything was seemingly going well between your best friend and Jooyeon just as you expected. They were currently talking about a band both of them like. You excused yourself to go grab some drinks for you guys. 

“Hurt them I kill you,” your friend stated blatantly. The suddenness of their words shocked Jooyeon. 

“I’m sorry?” he said, feeling a bit scared. 

“If you hurt y/n I will kill you,” your friend repeated. 

“Oh I would never do that. I swear on my life,” Jooyeon promises. 

“I’ll be sure of that,” your friend smiles, but it’s not a kind smile, it’s threatening. 

“I’m back, did you miss me?” you joked. 

“So much,” Jooyeon said, reaching to hold your hand. You look at your friend seriously. To which they only shrug. 

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