#yoon yechan x reader

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(when you get on facetime with them ๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) : 561 words : fluff + friends to .. : stream face time by 82. thanks for reading feedback + reblogs are appreciated !!

- Seongil

hates facetiming but will succumb if you ask enough

he pops on and off camera a lot bc he wants to show you smth or wants you to see the face he’s making

takes awkward screenshots for memories sake

he’s more of a listener than a yapper but when it’s his turn to talk he makes sure to make it lasts.

he’s like a reactive listener so he’s constantly humming and nodding when you tell him stuff and its lowk cute

- Yechan

he’s always willing to listen to you as long as he get to see your face as well

when he starts talking he usually ends up going on for a while, luckily his stories are never boring so you’re happy to listen

sometimes he’s barely paying attention to you just living his life and letting you watch him, once in a while he’ll say something directed at you before going back to his business

he like does fashion shows and really entertaining stuff for the camera to keep your interest.

even if there’s distance it feels like he’s fr there bc of how long the face times last and his natural allure.

- Seongmo

he’s like 5mm away from the screen and it’s adorable

he has a resting aegyo face so when he’s listening to you talk or watching u do wtv he just looks super cute

he takes you everywhere with him bc he doesn’t want to miss out on a second of your face. he might drop his phone a few times in the process

“i wish i was with you rn”, “you look so cute today i wish i could kiss you”

9 times out of 10 he’s the one who suggested the call

- Seongbin

sets up a space for his phone for the call and barely moves it.

he’s listening to you constantly even when hes no where in the frame.

most of the time he’s just watching you enamored by everything that you are while you talk about anything

he calls more often than not bc he likes seeing your face even if you don’t say anything to each other

he never ends the call, he’ll let you if you’re tired or have somewhere to be but won’t end it himself if you fall asleep on the call or if he has something come up.

- Seokjoon

he’s getting himself comfortable, in bed shirtless or sleeveless vest, dim lights raspy voice

he does it bc he knows how it gets to you and luckily for him it works every time

he’ll end up making fun of your sudden shyness whenever he’s on camera

“were you drinking? you’re looking a bit flushed” “what exactly are you looking at right now?”

you always end up talking late into the night bc he genuinely enjoys talking to you aside from the teasing

- Dogyun

your calls happen at the most random times of the day, in the spur of the moment bc of something you see or hear and then you hang up hours later

Imessage games during facetime

ends up leading to the most absurd conversation topics no matter where you started from

you coincidentally end up finding each other in real life while on facetime

you have the most fun when you’re on the phone with him bc of how unpredictable it is.

[miagwynwrites]

Genre: smut?? Fluff if you squint

CW: use of alcohol, you are in a club so that’s the atmosphere, a little bit of violence (yechan throws hands), reader gets their drink spiked and throws up, mentions of kidnapping. If you don’t like it don’t read. This should be a no brainer but sometimes people need more than one warning apparently.

Length: 2k+

Summary: you meet a stranger at the club and the cliches write themselves

Pairings: yoon yechan x female reader

A/N: this hopefully won’t be too long I just thought of the idea and hehe I can’t stop thinking about that yechan pic with the magenta lighting and I wanted to try writing a club setting and things. We’ll see how it turns out. Also while rewrtiting the car scene heheh Yechan I need to hold his hand neow please. ALSO ALSO I'd like to prouldy state that @silly-flower419 helped me make this fic even better thank you so much for letting me share my thoughts with you pookie and thank you for this hehehehe I love this for us heheh <3 🤭🦬

The hottest guy in the whole club kept staring at you with an intense gaze, you could feel his eyes tracing every single movement you made while you danced. Half of you didn’t care about his attention on you but the other half was weirdly intrigued to know why he was eyeing you like that and got excited at the thought of getting attention, especially from someone as handsome as him.

However, it seems he was not the only one that had his eyes locked on you in that club.

“Can I buy you a drink beauty?” The man said as his hands placed themselves on your hips, a charming smile on his lips. You hummed in response and swung your hips from side to side to the beat, clearly enjoying the music and the stranger’s touch. You felt him against your ass, heat rushing through your body, making you get even bolder with your dancing. You reached up and touched the man’s face grazing your nails against his skin as his eyes locked with yours, yours, your breath hitching for a second. He grabbed hold of one of your hands, giving it a firm squeeze before he tenderly kissed the palm of it.

You let out a small chuckle at the man's antics, “What a gentleman. But I don’t drink. I’m just here to dance all night and enjoy myself.” You say rejecting his offer in a light but playful matter.

“They may have other options. Aren’t you parched?” He asked his hands caressing your arms and shoulders, leaving a tingling sensation on your skin as you both swayed to the loud music. “Why don’t you come hang with my friends a I and we can talk and get to know one another?” You smiled at him, both of you clearly feeling the electricity hanging heavy in the air between the two of you.

“Ok, sounds like fun. Wait here handsome.” You winked at him, teasing him lightly before walking away towards the bar, leaving him standing there eyes following you.

After ordering something that sounded somewhat good according to the fun name you made your way back through the crowd of moving, drunk bodies vibing to the music that's blasting to get to the dance floor completely forgetting about the stranger due to the rush of everything. You continued dancing, feeling the rhythm and getting into the vibe of the place until you until you hear your drink being called.

You were too late to notice the man sitting at the bar quickly adding something to the blue and purple concoction. As you approached the bar to take your drink the man sitting there flashed a handsome smile at you. You were confused but smiled back nonetheless, you were trying to be polite and quickly took a sip of the drink before making your way back to the dance floor once again forgetting about the kind stranger.

You instantly felt the energy of the dance floor flowing through your body, it instantly made you pick the vibe up. As you danced your eyes found the handsome stranger once again. He's seated across the way with a couple of other good-looking guys and girls surrounding him. He seemed to be talking their ears off as you got closer.

“I’m so sorry I was so into my dancing I forgot about you.” You gave him a small pout and he just smiled, thinking you looked cute like that.

“Don’t worry about it. I was just telling my friends about this gorgeous woman I’ve been watching.” His tone had a flirty edge to it, making you play along with him.

“Oh? And how gorgeous is she?” You asked. You figured if he was referring to you it didn’t bother you that he was watching you dance. You liked the attention of a man like that, who wouldn't?

The man chuckled before patting the seat next to him, signalling for you to come and sit with him. “Gorgeous doesn’t even begin to describe her. She’s stunningly sexy and beautiful and the way she flows with the music..” he bit his lip at the end of the sentence, his appreciation for the woman evident in the way he talks and acts.

“Just ask her out already.” The guy across the table from you said, making you both snap out of it and look at him. He has his long black hair hanging in his eyes. He was nursing a bottle of what you assumed was beer or some other kind of alcohol, his cheeks flushed as the woman next to him was very close to him kissing his neck, sending shivers down his spine because of the hot breath on his neck. He was definitely drunk as his words were slurred as he talked, or more like tried to. You chuckled to yourself finding it amusing before taking another sip of your drink.

Your focus on him was ripped away by another voice cutting through the silence. “My name is Yechan by the way. These are my friends, Seokjoon, Seongil and Seongmo. He pointed out each one and they gave you a small nod or wave before going back to whatever they were doing. "So miss I don’t drink, what’d you find?” He teased you lighthearted, making you feel a little hotter, a red flush on your cheeks.

When you told him the crazy name of the drink he took the glass from you and starred at the liquid, swirling the glass around as he inspected it, looking at it suspiciously. “You sure? Cause I order this one all the time and the color is usually pink and orange and not this weird color.”

You took a look at the drink, as if it was about to tell you what's wrong but Seongmo spoke up. “There was some guy at the bar that’s been acting weird around the woman that go up to order drinks. I’ve been watching him for like half an hour,” he said glancing at the man sat at the bar, his gaze hard and judging. “it’s like he pulls something out of his pocket but hesitates depending on what the woman looks like. That’s why I ordered drinks for these ladies and stood there until I got them. You can never be too cautious.”

That man Seongmo was referring to was the same man that smiled at you before you took your drink. What would he put in it that would make the color change so drastically? You shook your head. “I’m gonna dance I’m feeling strange. You ladies wanna join me?” You offered to the other woman around the table. They all smiled and nodded and the 5 of you made your way to the dance floor already laughing and getting energetic. Yechan however did not follow as he kept starring at your drink, clearly worried for your well being.

Seongil scooted closer to Yechan and whispered so only the boys could hear. “Bro don’t let your girl out of your sight, that drink’s been spiked, just look at the way the ice sinks to the bottom of the glass instead of floating? Also that’s an alcoholic beverage whether your girlie drinks or not, that drink should be popping with small bubbles and it’s flatter than my ass.”

“Maybe I should take her home or call the cops? I don’t know what do I do?” Yechan’s voice was raised with panic in his tone. His eyes finding you on the dance floor. He worried that he would get blamed for spiking your drink or even worse if that guy was going to try something.

Seongil and Seongmo agreed to hang out by the bar, keeping an eye on that man while while Yechan stayed back with Seokjoon and watched all the girls. He and his friends were responsible for making sure these ladies got home safe after all and he was determined to do everything he could to make sure nothing happened to them, especially you.

Meanwhile as you danced with the ladies your eyelids started to feel heavy, you struggled to keep them open which was strange as you had plenty of energy earlier. You tried to shake it off but you wobbled a bit almost losing your balance.

“Babe are you alright?” One of the woman you were with asked you, her hand on your shoulder to steady you as she looked at you worry in her expression.

“I- fine I’m..” your words were starting to slur. You started to panic believing Yechan was right and your drink did get spiked. When you felt a pair of hands reaching for your waist. You relaxed a bit thinking it was Yechan but when you felt the arms wrap themselves around you and attempt to pull you away from the crowd you panicked. This never happened before what do you do in this situation? You could not fight as you felt your legs numb up and your heart beat quickened. The situation quickly getting more and more serious, making your heart race and search for a way to get away from that guy.

“Hey bastard!” You heard Yechan’s voice and when you turned you finally broke away from the man’s grip, using his shock and confusion to your advantage. You saw Yechan punch the man straight in the nose. “Back off my girl.” This was the last thing you remembered when everything started to blur and your hearing was getting weird. It was almost silent and you got dizzy, feeling like you don't have a body and then your vision went black as you hit the ground.

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“And I heard him talking on the phone to someone about how he was going to get three girls tonight and that he won’t let the other guy down.” You heard a voice and a low rumble as you finally started to come to your sense, slowly realizing your surroundings and everything.

“Sounds like drug or sex trafficking or something horrible. Thanks for hanging out over there. I’m glad she’s safe with us.” You heard Yechan’s voice and when you opened your eyes you saw yourself seated in a seat. It had to be a car. You slowly remembered what happened at the club and started to panic, are you being kidnapped? Did he drug your drink to get you home? You started to panic once again and Yechan must’ve heard your breathing become uneven as he spoke up in a quiet, comforting tone while placing his hand over yours gently. “Hey you’re safe. It’s me Yechan from the club, I’m taking you home okay. Don’t worry about that guy we took care of him. You hummed a short ok before looking out the window on your right and saw all the lights and cars on the road. The city looked so pretty at night.

Your mind started to race once again, you're still in the car with a well somewhat stranger. “What did you do kill him? Is he in the trunk of your car and you’re gonna dump his body in the river? Am I next?” Your eyes widened, meeting his for a second before they turned back to the road.

“Hey chill. You’re safe with us we promise. We already dropped the other girls and Seokjoon off at home. The same thing we will do to you. Don’t worry, Yechan is a great guy.” The man in the back seat said making you turn around to match the face to the voice. You remembered his fluufy hair, Seongmo.

“I’m sorry, I just..I’m feeling very weird, still. Did that guy really drug me?” You asked softly. You fiddled with Yechan’s thumb as his hand was still on yours, somehow it made you calm down while also making you excited. What is this feeling?

“He was in talks with someone else about kidnapping as well so it’s a good thing we were with you and we all got outta there.” Yechan said, his voice taking on a rather serious edge. You felt relieved that you were safe from that possible dark situation but it bothered you that you had no idea it was spiked. Of course like you told Yechan you didn’t drink so you didn't know the signs. You let out a thankful sigh and felt more relaxed that you met people that actually cared about the company their were with and not just getting drunk and fucking.

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Pulling into your driveway you ran up to your front door Yechan close behind you. You fumbled with your keys feeling your insides churning. Finally putting the key in the lock you made a be-line for the kitchen sink and immediately started pumping up various liquids. You had no idea if it’s from the drink itself of the drug but you were really letting your poor sink have it. Thankfully there was no dishes in the sink.

Yechan turned on the kitchen lights after closing your door and made his way over to you. Without speaking he held your hair up in a makeshift ponytail while you threw up his other hand on your back, trying to comfort you so you know that he's there. After finally stopping he handed you a paper towel and a glass of water to wipe and rinse your mouth out.

“Oh my god.” You said tears beginning to form on your waterline as you started to shake slightly. You slowly crashed to the floor of your kitchen feeling cold and scared curling yourlself up, back against the wall. You could’ve been kidnapped and killed this night had it not been for meeting Yechan and his friends. “Thank you for saving me.” You squeaked looking up at Yechan who placed your glass of water on the counter, his expression rather concerned.

He bent down on his knees and pulled you into his arms. “I’m glad I was able to help someone and prevent a disaster. I’m glad you’re safe.” Yechan said gently stroking your hair. You felt so safe in his arms almost like home like you've known him all your life, it just felt right and you didn't know if it was genuine or not but you didn't care. you needed him in your life now, especially with how good he was taking care of you while you were weak like this.

“Please stay with me tonight, I don’t wanna be alone.” You whispered breaking away from his hug but grabbing onto his arms tightly. Yechan chuckled as he wiped a few tears from your cheeks, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter, even in his chaotic state.

“I would love to but I have a my boys I have to take home. Tell you what, let’s get you safely in bed and I’ll give you my number and call me first thing when you wake up okay? I’ll come over and check on you as well alright?” He was so sweet and even patient you could not believe he was the man grinding against you a few hours prior.

Yechan helped you to your room, took off your shoes and you climbed into bed. He pulled the covers over you petting your head as you got comfy. You heard what sounded like him writing on something however you fell asleep before he was done and didn’t see him leave a small note with his number and a glass of water and some aspirin on your nightstand. You also didn't notice the sweet kiss he pressed to your forehead before he left. He went back and locked your door and placed your key under the rug on your porch.

[silly-flower419]

I JUST SEEN THESE PICS ON PINTEREST IDK WHAT THEY’RE FROM BUT 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

HOT 😍😍😍

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?! I AM NOT OKAY AND NOT NORMAL ABT HIM 😞 I just know it's from some photoshoot bc I feel like I saw this but yea THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME

[kcake555]

Yechan cake 🍰

82major

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𐙚 Rough Sex with 82Major 𐙚

Request

Genre: Smut MDNI 18+

Warnings: Rough sex, Dom/sub dynamics, Spanking, Choking/breath play, Degradation, Praise, Possessiveness, Jealousy, Brat taming, Hair pulling, Marking… biting, bruises, Dirty talk, Overstimulation, Restraint, Power imbalance, Emotional edge, No safewords… EVERYTHING IS CONSENSUAL THOUGH

Seongil

You’d been teasing him all day—mouthy, smug, bold. Sitting on his lap like you weren’t wearing that tight little outfit just to get a reaction. Whispering smart comments with that wicked look in your eyes, acting like he wouldn’t do anything about it.

But Seongil’s patience only stretches so far.

That’s why you’re face down on the bed now, wrists pinned behind your back with one hand while his other grips your hip tight enough to bruise. He’s fucking you hard—relentless, punishing, the way you asked for without saying a word.

“Thought you were being cute earlier, huh?” His voice is low, steady, but dangerous. Like the calm right before everything breaks.

Each thrust drives you forward, your moans caught between the sheets and the sharp slap of skin on skin. Your body’s shaking, already pushed too far—and he knows it.

“Oh, now you can’t talk?” he taunts, dragging his cock out slowly just to slam back in, ripping another cry from your throat. “You had a whole lot to say when you were acting up. What happened, baby?”

You whimper his name, but it only makes him rougher. His hand wraps around your throat, just enough pressure to make your head spin as he leans in close.

“You like it when I fuck you dumb, don’t you? Say it.”

You manage a broken, “Yes, daddy,” and it’s over for you after that.

He doesn’t stop until your legs give out, until your body’s a mess beneath him—sweaty, used, aching, satisfied. And when it’s done, when you’re trembling in his arms, Seongil’s the one pulling you into his chest, voice soft against your ear.

“Next time you wanna act like a brat… remember this.”

Yechan

You shouldn’t have posted that mirror selfie. Not with the crop top hiked up like that. Not with your thighs showing. And definitely not while tagging the studio.

Yechan saw it the second you hit upload.

Now you’re up against the wall in the dorm, arms above your head, one of his hands holding both wrists tight while the other’s gripping your thigh around his waist. His hips slam into yours again and again, rough and unforgiving, each thrust laced with irritation he never bothered to hide.

“Wanna act like you’re single?” he growls against your neck, voice low, teeth grazing skin. “Want the whole damn world looking at what’s mine?”

You’re trying to breathe, to speak, but all that comes out are moans, gasps—helpless sounds that make his eyes darken even more. His fingers slip around your throat, not tight enough to hurt, just enough to remind you who’s got you pinned like this. Who owns you like this.

Your back hits the wall with every thrust. He’s feral, but so controlled—driving you insane with the roughest rhythm you’ve ever felt, knowing exactly how deep to go, how hard to push. His lips bite down on your shoulder, marking you. “They can like the picture all they want. They don’t get to fuck you like this.”

Your body’s trembling, slick and ruined, and he doesn’t even slow down. You’re close, too close, and Yechan knows it. His hand moves to your jaw, forcing your eyes to stay on him.

“Come on. Show me who this pussy belongs to.”

You fall apart right there on the wall, legs going weak—but he’s not done.

He fucks you through it with a possessive, punishing pace until you’re crying his name, completely wrecked, head buried in his shoulder.

Then, and only then, does he pull back, dragging your face to his so he can kiss you like he didn’t just ruin you.

“Next time, post it without tagging the damn location.”

Seongmo

He warned you.

Told you not to keep grinding on his lap while he was on the phone, not to look at him like that and bite your lip like you didn’t know exactly what it did to him. But you just giggled and kept going—until he hung up mid-call.

Now you’re flat on your back, legs shaking around his waist as he fucks you deep and hard, his hands holding your thighs wide open with no chance of escape. His pace is merciless, but his voice—god, his voice—stays soft. Low. Warm.

“I told you, didn’t I?” he murmurs, brushing his lips across your temple even as his hips snap forward. “You push, I’ll give you what you’re asking for.”

Your fingers claw at his shoulders, overwhelmed, gasping, barely able to form words—and Seongmo loves it. Loves watching your eyes roll back, your body twitch, your mouth fall open for him.

“Too much?” he asks, almost sweet. Almost.

You nod, but it’s a lie, and he knows it. His hand slips down, finding your sweet spot without breaking rhythm.

“You say it’s too much, but you keep letting me in. Keep holding on like this pussy’s made for me.”

You cry out, high and helpless, legs trembling hard—and he slows for just a second, cupping your face as you come undone again beneath him.

“There you go, baby. That’s it. That’s my good girl.”

But he doesn’t stop. He leans in, presses his forehead to yours, and fucks you straight into another high, relentless but tender in all the places that make you feel his—only his.

When your body goes limp and your eyes flutter, he kisses your cheek and whispers, “Next time, sit still. Or I’ll ruin you worse.”

Seongbin

Seongbin doesn’t wait for permission. There’s no slow build, no soft touches—just pure, raw force the second you cross his line.

You thought the teasing was playful. You thought you could get away with biting your lip and arching your back, acting like you were in charge. But one look from him tells you otherwise.

Now, you’re bent over the edge of the bed, nails digging into the sheets, breath coming fast and uneven, while Seongbin grips your hips with iron strength. His cock rams into you hard and fast, each thrust pounding deep enough to shake your bones.

“Don’t fucking move,” he snarls, voice low and rough like gravel. “You think you’re the boss? I’m the one who decides.”

You whimper, but he tightens his hold, fingers digging into your skin, marking you like a warning.

“Good girl,” he spits, then pulls your hair back with a sharp tug, exposing your neck. His mouth closes over the sensitive skin, teeth grazing it just enough to make you shiver.

You try to speak, to beg or plead, but the only sound that escapes is a strangled moan. Seongbin doesn’t care. He’s taking what’s his, breaking you down in the best way.

“Come for me. Now.”

Your muscles clench, your body trembling as he drives you to the edge. No mercy, no apologies—just pure, unfiltered control.

When you finally shatter, your cries fill the room, loud and desperate. Seongbin catches you before you fall, holding you tight, voice softer but still firm.

“You’re mine. Don’t forget it.”

Seokjoon

You caught his eye the moment you laughed at that guy across the room—too loud, too carefree. Seokjoon saw the way the guy’s gaze lingered on you, and his jaw clenched tight.

Now, he’s got you slammed against the cold wall, one hand gripping your wrist high above your head, the other clutching your hip like he’s staking his claim.

“You think you can look at someone else like that?” he growls, voice low and deadly.

Before you can answer, his mouth crashes against your neck, teeth grazing and biting as his cock thrusts deep inside you without warning. Rough, fast, relentless—he’s not giving you a second to catch your breath.

His hips slam hard, every thrust pounding like he’s angry, possessive, wanting to remind you exactly who you belong to. His grip tightens on your waist, digging into your skin, pulling you flush against him.

“Say it,” he commands, voice thick with need and jealousy. “Tell me you’re mine.”

You can barely breathe, the sting of his roughness mingling with the heat pooling low in your belly. “I’m yours,” you manage to whisper.

“Good,” Seokjoon spits, slamming into you even harder, his pace merciless. “Only mine.”

Your nails dig into his shoulders as he fucks you like he’s punishing the whole world for even looking at you. Each thrust is brutal, but somehow, beneath it all, you can feel the desperate possessiveness wrapped around it like a burning chain.

When your body shakes apart, trembling and dripping, Seokjoon doesn’t let up until you’re completely undone—exhausted, wrecked, and utterly his.

He presses a harsh kiss to your lips, voice ragged, “Nobody gets you like I do.”

[remihrtsyou]

Random bf!yechan texts

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[blossominghunnie]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝟖𝟐𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡?

Pairing: 82major(ot5) x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff, headcanons

Warning: None

Request: Yes

Notes: It’s finally here! I’m so sorry for the delay but tysm for requesting. 🥰

⌞ Seongil ⌝

I feel like he would be shy around his crush, even if Seongil’s an extrovert he wouldn’t be able to act that way. We all know that he always takes care of the members but with his crush I think that he would take care of them and be gentler and more attentive, always putting his whole attention on whatever they’re telling him, even if it’s the most silly thing.

⌞ Yechan ⌝

He would be the type to get flustered easily, he would giggle when getting nervous, which would be a dead giveaway that he has a crush. Even acting like that, he would deny having a crush, unless he gets confessed to or was extremely sure that his crush liked him back.

⌞ Seongmo ⌝

Unlike the other two, he wouldn’t get nervous, or at least wouldn’t be obvious about it. And, he would remember the littlest things about his crush, without doing it on purpose.

⌞ Seongbin ⌝

Oh my cutie, I feel like he would get red at the minimum interaction and giggle as well, this would happen without him even realizing. He would be so sweet to his crush, and smile a lot too.

⌞ Seokjoon ⌝

He would do anything to see them happy, so he would always surprise his crush with their favorite things (such as snacks, drinks, etc). And would do any favor that they asked him to, even if it was the most simple one, he’s always available for them.

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Bf texts|| yoon yechan edition

Tbh im a firmm believer in timothee callling his girl mama…look at him and tell me im wrong🤷🏾‍♀️

Warnings: biting mentioned like once, slightly suggestive, unhinged bc i wholeheartedly believe this man is even worse off camera, black girl for the faceclaim because i said so.

Guys its new year so that means i finally clear drafts and actually write stuff 😜

[badtitude]

Hi, can you write 82major Yechan as a boyfriend? It can be nsfw or sfw.

≡ AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !! YOON YECHAN

(when you are in a relationship with him ๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) : 930 words : fluff + suggestive (mdni!) : thanks for the request i hope you like this, i did a bit of both!! please share your thoughts, feedback is always appreciated!

physical touch + eye contact

yechan isn’t clingy, not in the direct sense of the word, he just prefers proximity rather than unnecessary distance. whether you’re alone together or out in a crowded place, he always pays close attention to you. on early mornings when he wakes up and you’re not by his side, he forces himself up to meet you in the kitchen making yourself breakfast. even half asleep he finds his way to you wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder while you try to continue your cooking. he doesn’t bother you for too long, after a raspy “good morning” and a peck on the cheek, he makes his way back to your bedroom to catch up on the lost sleep.

whenever you’re with him, you suddenly let your guard down and stop being aware of your surroundings. thankfully he has eyes where you don’t and manages to save you from your clumsiness. he can’t help but smile when you look up at him to apologize for the mess you made only to shy away from his gaze.

extremely good listener

being around yechan makes you feel talkative because of how talkative he is, whether you’re introverted or extroverted you end up talking more than you’re used to. he happens to be a very active listener so you can tell he’s listening but a lot of the time you’re not sure if he’s actually paying attention to what you’re saying.

“i’m convinced i could out sing mariah carey.” you once told him as you stood together by the bus stop.

he was right in front of you, wrapping your scarf perfectly around your neck, he glanced at your eyes for a second before speaking.

“for sure!” you couldn’t help but but roll your eyes at the sarcasm in his tone. his lips curved up into a soft smile as he watched you pout till the bus arrived.

while there were times like that, you would also sometimes be surprised by the things he’d remember from your occasional blabbering sessions. he’d make sure to remind you of the most absurd things you’d said, just to watch your confusion and denial.

prankster

one thing about being with yechan is you have fun, even when the jokes are at your expense— which they usually are. it’s probably one of his favorite things to do, teasing you whenever he gets the chance. he’ll pull lighthearted pranks on you, just to end up being the one to comfort you after.

he’d be the type to take you to an amusement park, make you go on the haunted house ride, only to end up joining the actors in scaring you. he’ll use that experience to make fun of you for the next couple weeks till he comes up with something new. if you ever get grumpy because of one of his jokes, he’ll give you a soft kiss promising to not do that one again.

soft touch

since he’s very into physical touch, his hands wander a lot around your body whether it’s subconsciously or knowingly. he likes touching you in a very light, delicate manner on sensitive parts of your body, just letting his fingers trail across your skin. depending on where he touches you, he likes the different reactions he gets.

mostly when your cuddling in bed, he traces circles on your belly lightly with his fingers, listening to your light giggles. from your belly, he either goes up to your chest or downwards between your legs, but either way your laughing turns into panting.

likes taking you by surprise

you never really know what to expect with yechan, things can go very quickly from zero to a hundred when you are with him. you don’t dislike the thrill of it all but you sometimes wish you could know in advance what he was planning.

especially when you’re outside together, he likes teasing you with words he knows you’d like to hear, watching your face turn red as you stare at him wide eyed.

“you look so cute when you’re embarrassed, i just want to tease you more.” he’ll whisper into your ear. the slight frown on your face only makes him smile because he can see the hint of excitement in your eyes.

he’ll bring your attention back up to his face with a soft spoken “y/n”, and as soon as your eyes meet you feel his hand on your cheek. his eyes fixed on your lips as he leans forward, pressing your lips together, kissing you restlessly ignoring the public aspect of it. he’ll kiss you like that till you get lost in it, your cold breath pacing as he pulls away, just enough to get you work up.

rough after hours

despite being an overall gentle person with you, he tends to loose that aspect of himself when you get intimate. he gets very rough when it comes to the act, not in a violent way, he just makes a mess out of you. you end up with your head spinning by the end of it, your legs completely numb and possibly pass out from the pleasure.

he’ll use you like a toy, but still make sure you get your pleasure out of it as well. his favorite part is watching your face as you get more and more needy, listening to your screaming and begging, when he teases you sensitive spots.

once he’s done with you, he takes care of you from cleaning up to getting you tucked in bed, giving you soft kisses all the way through.

[oracle-of-dream]

Photo Finisher

Minors DNI

Summary: Yechan is from the rookie idol group, 82Majors, and his managers have set him up in the studio to get some amazing photos. But he's heard of your other prizes for good behavior, so he's interested in your other services...

Warnings: Male Reader, Blowjob, facial, degradation, domYechan, cum eating

Wordcount: 1.7k

You spent your morning selecting the songs for the playlist vibe you needed for today's photoshoot. Rookie idols were always tricky to deal with. Most were scared so stiff that they could hardly count as models...

Today, Yechan from 82Majors was your muse. The appointment was a last-minute order from management, and someone must've paid a chunk of money to call you in before noon. It's a part of your contract that you don't have to work before noon without an extra fee determined based on your mood for the day. It was 8am, so you told your boss to push for 40% higher than your usual rate. This usually moved companies away to pick a later time, but your boss immediately texted you back, telling you to get ready.

It was ten minutes before the photoshoot was supposed to start. Your staff set up everything from lights, cameras, software, and canvases. There was murmuring in the prep room, which is the room before entering the main studio, which meant the client had arrived. After some time, likely for hair and makeup to work him over, a young man with brown hair and strong cheekbones entered and greeted you.

"Hello, photographer y/n. It's a pleasure to be working with you, and thank you so much for taking our call so late minute." He bowed deeply.

"Yeah, hi. Just called me, y/n. Photographer y/n is a little much."

The boy nodded. "I-I'm Yechan, from 82Major!"

"I know who you are. I read the paperwork," you replied dryly.

Your morning coffee hadn't kicked in yet... This was going to be an extremely rough morning.

Yechan took his time to go around to the rest of the staff and introduce himself to each of them, handing out small gift bags from his company.

You looked at your phone for the time. 8AM.

"Okay, that's enjoy chitchat. I'm already at 30% on the irritated scale, and being behind schedule will make it jump to 50%."

With your clear directions, everyone hopped to attention and started scrambling to their stations. Yechan hustled off to get his hair and makeup re-touched before stepping onto the canvas.

"Yechan, if you have any issues or questions with the photos, tell me. The one thing I hate more than waking up early is someone who can't speak on issues.

Yechan nodded eagerly and took followed directions beautifully. Every single angle, down to the degree, was perfect. Clearly practiced. Because of that, you managed to wrap up the first set of photos easily.

"Let's take 10 and switch outfits. We're making excellent time, so let's keep the pace up." You announced to the team.

As you went back to your studio chair, Yechan approached you meekly.

"Yes?" you asked without looking at him, more interested in your phone.

"Um... I'd like to ask you about your services, sir." Yechan mumbled.

You rolled your eyes before looking at him. "My services? I'm a photographer. I take pictures. Be clear about what you want."

"Okay, then I'll be straightforward." Yechan took a deep breath before continuing, "I'd like to please you."

You raised an eye. "Please me? I'm happy enough that we're ahead of schedule. You want me to be happy? Keep working hard."

Yechan shook his head. "I don't know if there's some sort of secret code or something... it's honestly a little embarrassing to just say, you know."

You giggled in your seat, finally looking up from your phone. Yechan was a pretty good-looking man. Knows his angles, good body proportions, and a face card that doesn't look like it'll decline with its high limit. You bet he was about 6 1/2 inches, with a left curve. You read that he was from Canada and the brother of another idol, but you can't remember the brother's name...

You sat back in your chair. "Do you mean you want to have sex with me, boy?"

Yechan's face got pink instantly. "Well, they said you were really frank. But I still didn't–"

"So it's a no?"

"It's a yes! I do want to have... s–sex with you."

You smiled. "And what did you have in mind, young man?" The age gap between you wasn't big, but you could tell he was melting from you treating him like he's the younger in this situation.

"I want to do whatever makes you happy."

"So you have no plan? That's not very well prepared of you."

"I'm pretty skilled though! I got a few tricks!"

You smiled bigger. "Tricks? And what if I refuse? Yechan's face turned white. He clearly didn't consider the possibility of you saying no to him. "You didn't think I was some prostitute, did you? That you could just say, sex, and I'll give it?"

He shook his head, "No! Of course not–I'd never think that."

"Then tell me, what would you want? If you can have anything from this."

He looked around before getting closer to whisper. "Um... If I could choose. I think I'd be really into cumming on your face after you suck me off, and maybe I call you a few names and stuff..."

"Oh, that's it?"

He shrugged. "I'm a rather simple guy..."

"Then, simply guy, let's finish this up so we can get busy," you winked at him as you went off to find more of your staff, leaving him alone with a clear boner.

The photoshoot resumed, Yechan in his new outfit. The crop top really complimented his figure, and honestly got you more excited for what was coming. You could also tell he was pretty excited. His cock could barely stay inside his pants, a few pictures had his tip peeking out, and you personally deleted those to save him from the embarrassment.

After the photoshoot, Yechan went into the dressing room to get changed. You dismissed the staff for the night, thanked everyone for being present, and then walked into the dressing room.

"Hello? Anyone home?" You called.

Yechan let out a small yelp, covering himself. "I'm in here!"

"Yes, obviously. I came here to find you." You closed the door and locked it behind you. "I'm here to give you the reward you requested for being such a good boy today."

Yechan's face was red, his shirt and underwear were on, but his pants were still on the floor.

You winked at him, "easy access? For me? How considerate."

"That's not–"

You dropped to your knees and started crawling over to him. "This is your reward, remember? Anything you want goes, but if either of us says stop, we're done."

Yechan nodded, still covering his crotch.

You crawled right up to him, your face inches away from his dick. "Are you going to hide all day? Isn't it your desire to take charge?" You unbutton your shirt, letting it sensually slide down your shoulders, but not taking it off completely.

"So, I can just go?" Yechan asked again to be sure.

"Yep, just–" Yechan pulled your hair and pushed you into his crotch, making you huff his musk. Slightly sweaty, but pretty clean. You could feel his cock throbbing under the thin fabric, 6 1/2 inches, and curved to the left... You moved your hand to touch it, but Yechan slapped it away.

"Did I tell you to use your hands, s–slut!?" He hesitated at calling you a slut. But the submissive look in your eye reaffirmed him. "Use your mouth to take it out."

You maneuvered your mouth to his waistband, nose grinding against his abs, and dragged his boxes down. His cock smacked you in the face as you moved. His balls were heavy and full, he was throbbing like crazy, and even a slight graze earned a guttural groan. Yechan had really been waiting for you...

"Get to work, whore."

You look up at him, still keeping your hands off him as you caught his cock in your mouth and started licking.

"More than that, I don't want you half-assing it. I'm a busy man!" He pulled on your hair, pulling you into him to make you take more.

Yechan was starting to get more into it, which made you want to mess with him. He wouldn't last long if you tried to push him to it, but if he's so busy, then he can handle it. You straightened your back, corrected his hand to move your head and not pull your hair, and relaxed your jaw. Yechan noticed the change in your attitude as he started getting greedy. Pushing you deep, holding you there, all while telling you how much of an attention whore you are. You pressed him more, flattening your tongue and turning off the gag reflex. You were taking over.

"Wait, holy f–fuck," he moaned as he grabbed a nearby table. "Oh, you're so good. So, so, good at this." You squeezed his balls, earning more praise. "My balls too! Fu–fuck, baby just like that. Keep chugging it." He pushed you down, controlling the tempo, making it faster. "Your mouth is amazing, I–I'm gonna fucking cum." He almost whined as you pulled off of him, jerking him off and licking his tip. His pressure was building. Fast. "Please let me cum on your face!"

You giggled. "Say it in character!"

Yechan's words were still fumbling. "I–I will cum on your face?" He questioned before you squeezed his balls firmly. "God Damn," his cum shot out and landed on your face. "My... g–god." He wouldn't stop, pump after pump. It was at last 8 pumps, full of cum, now on your face. Each was accompanied by a thrust and whining moans from Yechan. You stroked him through it all, milking him completely before giving the tip a lick and a kiss.

"All done?"

Yechan breathlessly smeared his cum on your face, using his cock. Pushing it toward your mouth. "I'm sorry for the mess..." He said breathlessly.

You pulled out your phone and took a picture with Yechan. Cock still out and cum on your face, but a little less as you wiped some off. You put the tip back in your mouth for your picture, earning more begging from Yechan.

"P–Please! No more, I can't cum again!"

You help Yechan finish getting dressed and clean yourself up, sending him on his way and adding his photo to the folder with the others...

[svmjaeyvn]

hidden love, l.hs

synopsis: there were two things that park jongseong reiterated to you growing up.

1: he was the better, funnier, smarter, awesomer sibling and always would be, and 2: you were to never, ever, fall for any guys like his friends, literally and figuratively.

the first was a lie, one you always rolled your eyes at and the second was something 12-year-old you always agreed to without hesitation. but with time, they soon both became a fib from your lips, 14-year-old you coming to the disastrous realization that boys weren't as icky as you once thought and your older brother's best friend had the prettiest smile (when he wasn't being annoying.) as you continued to grow older, those fluttering emotions grew as well, even with him heading off to university it seemed to leave you with a sense of longing, happier than ever when he'd visit.

until you were 16 and he came home with a girl, one that was far prettier than you were able to compete with in your head and nice enough to be a saint. your hopeless, devastating one-sided crush was forced to be swallowed without much pride, though it held no avail until you dramatically decided to never speak to heeseung again. and it worked, ignoring all his calls and texts, avoiding your family home like the plague whenever your brother was home for break if he was visiting, and simply acting entirely clueless in the unfortunate circumstances that you did end up caught by him, chalking it up to dramatic teenage hormones.

once you reached the age of it being your turn to head to college, you signed up for every exchange program possible, leaving you traveling the world for three years that passed with no contact and your once-upon-a-time crush nearly forgotten. that was until you came back home, finally settling to finish uni and all of a sudden you were a kid again, fawning over your brother's best friend who didn't know how to leave you alone. this time though, heeseung didn't see you as that annoying kid who followed jay around, he saw you for you which scared him so much more with how you've grown and nothing was worse than him feeling something for his best friend's off-limits little sister.

featuring: lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, park sunghoon, nishimura riki, kim sunoo, yang jungwon, hanni pham, kim chaweon, yoon keeho, yoon yechan

status: writing. start: 03/30/24. end: tba.

genre: non-idol!au, college/young adult!enha, heeseung x reader, slight age gap (4 years), brothers best friend trope

content & warnings: age gap??? (slightly questionable morality but no romantic feelings or grooming since they end up with no contact for years until adulthood), cursing, drinking, all that jazz, innuendos, sexual humor, suggestive content, possible smut, forbidden relationship, sneaking around, overprotective jay, jay tries to fight heeseung cause duh, crazy exs, stalker mention, slow burn since they're both in denial, heeseung kind of toxic mentality which is forced to be fix, angst but fluffy ending (?)

a/n: based off the cdrama. watched it months ago but shit had me giggling and kicking my feet even if it's cliche. heeseung is so forbbidden older love coded i had to. im trying to make this a oneshot so well see how long it is,,,,,,, the plot will develop from when they were kids to adulthood to provide some background. once the actual romance starts heeseung will be 24 and reader will be 20 (the year will be 2025). all my drafts and writing has been about jake so im branching out (i love my man tho so he'll have his moments here). anyway! lets see how long it takes me to finish up this one

word count: 6k (as of now)

taglist: closed! (86 of you have responded omg)

[silly-flower419]

Heheheehe Pinterest gifts from me to you ~

His hands and fingers are so pretty rawr

Never stop sending me those pls ily

[srslyscary]

RUNWAY TO REPLAY ⌗ SONG MINGI

SYPNOSIS 𖦹 in hopes of getting away from modeling and college as you usually do, you hop on a valorant match with your friends. but when some new guy is playing and makes you all lose the whole match, you have no choice but to have beef.

PAIRING 𖦹 streamer!song mingi x streamer + model!fem reader

GENRE 𖦹 smau, fluff, comedy, romance, “enemies” to friends to lovers

FEATURES 𖦹 ateez, yoon keeho, haku shota, bibi, kim doeun, yoon yechan, morrow lily, an extra oc

FACECLAIM 𖦹 kim sejeong

CONTENTS 𖦹 kms/kys jokes, valorant nerds, slander jokes, ipad kids, swearing, stupidity

STARTED 𖦹 9 - 16 - 24

STATUS 𖦹 in progress

PROFILES + CHAPTERS

SILLIES ★ 8MAKES1 ★ THE RUGRATS

001. come outside im not gonna jump you !!!

002. preach sister (i guess)

003. you really are cursed mingi. (w.c 1.6k)

004. i told you she was crazy smh

005. coming soon..

[miagwynwrites]

Genre: smut

Pairings: Yoon Yechan x female reader

A/N: hello I’m back cause I need Yechan bad and I couldn’t sleep so I’m writing for him again hehehe. Also there’s probably errors and shit cause I sped through this but I hope it’s not horrible I didn’t proof read oh well it’s from my messy brain 😔💔 tagging @atinystaypixie @silly-flower419 🦬

Here you were again at the club, the same as the last one where you met the hottest man named Yechan. Tonight you were drunk and full of energy as you grind against Yechan, your hips swaying back and forth, your ass pushing against his growing erection. You were seductive in your movements and he could not keep his hands off your hips.

“I think you’re a little too drunk. Maybe we should head home.” Yechan was smiling his brain fuzzy as the alcohol and site of you got him off. He had so many thoughts inside his head this night it was driving him wild. He needed you bad.

“I think we’re just getting started.” You started to twerk against him feeling his hands grip your hips, his nails digging into the material of your very short dress. You were not going to hold back this time. Tonight you wanted him bad and you were going to show him. Your body was hot as you showed him your moves not caring as more and more eyes joined in watching you. The music was loud and you got lost in it. You slowly lowered yourself still shaking your ass your legs spreading as you twerked low to the ground. Your hands finding their way to your hair just to mess it up a little. Yechan watched eyes on fire, biting his lower lip right as you danced for him. You didn’t care who or how many were watching. You weren’t letting anything ruin your night with this fine ass man.

“Fuck, you’re so good at this.” Yechan’s hands grabbed your hips as you came back to a standing position your hands running up your thighs as you slowly raised up your ass pushing hard into him. Your body was hot everywhere from your head to your toes. His hands slowly rose up your sides and back down as you both swayed your hips to the music. His hard-on excited you and you bit your bottom lip enjoying this moment. “You’re so pretty. Such a pretty dress too, you look so pretty in it.” Yechan pulled your hair aside revealing your neck and his lips latched on to your skin. Like a vampire he sucked and nibbled at your skin groaning into you.

He spun you around and starred at you. His lips were puffy and swollen and your head was spinning from such dirty thoughts about where you wish his lips were instead. You both just starred at each other his beautiful brown eyes getting lost in yours and it drove you both insane. “You’re so pretty know this dress would look even more pretty on the floor of your bedroom.” You spit out reaching to cup his face with your hand. As you caressed his cheeks his eyes rolled back into his head and he let out to most pretty moan you had ever heard. “Fuck Yechan you’re driving me crazy.”

“You’re driving me even more crazy.” Yechan said crashing his lips into yours. You smiled and let his tongue enter your mouth. You moaned into the kiss feeling hand one hand hold you at the nape of your neck and the other was frantically roaming down your back and around your ass. He gave your ass a squeeze eliciting a soft squeak from your mouth. He pulled away a little bit yapping about something, how much he wanted you, how pretty your makeup was or whatever you were lost starting back and forth between his eyes and lips and fell him use both hands to squeeze your ass cheeks through your dress. He kneaded them like he was working with bread dough and it made a pool of heat rush between your legs. He was so strong. You grabbed onto his arms to steady yourself as you were feeling a bit tipsy to say the least. Definitely did drink too much alcohol but you couldn’t help feel like Yechan was turning you into a puddle with his touches, they set your body on fire. You felt his hand slide up your dress and feel around.

“Fuck is this lace?” Yechan said a bit loud. “Did you wear this last time. Fuck.” Yechan let go of your cheeks and grabbed your hand and off you two went walking at a fast pace to keep up with Yechan’s big strides. You pushed past the crowds of people dancing and drinking, past the bar and the music got quiet as he pulled you to the back of the club by the bathrooms. The lighting was dim and buzzing like a creepy gas station but you were both more horny than anything. Yechan was quick to look around before pulling you into the men’s bathroom.

He pushed you into a stall and spun you around. He was breathing heavy and it was such a turn on. Your heart was pounding so fast and you started to giggle. When Yechan hiked your dress up he cursed seeing your lace panties. “Fuck you really dressed up all for me didn’t you. So pretty. His finger trailed over the lace pattern on your panties before he helped himself into taking them off of you. “I’m keeping these.” He said before spinning you around. You said nothing just pushed him against the stall door and his big frame made you weak.

“Yechan I need you bad. All night fuck I can’t stop thinking about you ever since you took care of me that one night. You’re so silly and fucking hot and caring. I fucking want you Yechan I don’t care where just please.” You stopped talking when he placed a finger over your lips. Your first thought was to open your mouth and suck it but you decided not to. “Shhh,” Yechan then held your chin between his thumb and finger and gave you the most sweet and passionate kiss you’ve ever felt. “I fucking feel the exact same. You’re so sexy I just wanna throw you into the back of my car and fuck you til the sun comes up. Your eyes are so pretty I bet..” Yechan stopped talking as a smirk grew across his face.

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“Fuck you’re so good at this.” Yechan moaned out as your tongue swirled his tip. One hand was lost in your hair while the other was gripping the bottom of his shirt. Pants down to his ankles you grabbed his thighs with your hands and let him guide you on his cock. You were already on your knees in some dirty club bathroom and that wasn’t stopping you from doing anything and everything for him. You bobbed your head up and down his length taking every inch of him in your mouth. Your dress pulled down revealing your breasts that were covered in his cum and your own saliva as you drooled all over his cock. Spit and cum pooled inside your mouth and around his cock. “Y/n you’re so fucking pretty. You’re doing so good.” Yechan’s head was tilted back against the stall door and his thigh began to shake. You just hummed content with how good he was feeling and how he was making you feel. Your pussy was leaking arousel juices, you felt it. You bet you made a puddle and it was all his fault.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum. Want me in your mouth? You want me to cum in your mouth pretty girl? Hmm?” You pulled off his cock with a pop and breathed out your mouth. You didn’t know what you liked the image of better. Yechan stood there with his hand pumping his cock, his tip so swollen and it was a sore to see. Everything about this was getting you off, Yechan’s eyes shut tight his breathing ragged, his chest heaving up and down you watched his abs muscles tighten as he got so so close. You grabbed your breasts and started to play with them, massaging them and rubbing your nipples. Yechan didn’t ask again and you didn’t have to say, it was like you both knew. “Hurry up Yechan, cum on my fucking tits baby.” You watched as his cock twitched once before hot white rope shot out of him. You gasped feeling it go all over your breasts but also you face. Kinda went everywhere like he couldn’t control it.

“Fuck. I’m so sorry. I couldn’t control it, you were just so perfect I..” he stopped talking in an attempt to catch his breath. You both starred at each other stunned. “Oh shit it’s in your hair too I’m so sorry damn. You look so pretty..” Yechan leaned down to rub his cum around your breasts and gave them each a light slap before his eyes darted down between your legs. “You left a puddle.” Was all he said. He helped you up as your face was all red from embarrassment at his noticed your cum on the floor. Your legs were numb and his strong arms held you in place as you walked out of the stall and to the sink. He helped you wash your face and clean up your breasts. As you enjoyed all his touches and how caring he was taking care of you like this. It reminded you of when he put you to bed and gave you aspirin and water. “I’m sorry I got it in your hair I just couldn’t help myself.” Yechan said cheeks turning red. You put your dress back on as he helped get as much cum out of your hair as he could. You didn’t say anything. You didn’t know what to say. You just had the best night ever and you were so lost in how caring he was you had no words. So you said something completely stupid.

“I’m surprised no one walked in on us this whole time.” Then you mentally slapped yourself. Yechan however chuckled not seeming to mind. “Um..” you began. Yechan was washing his hands but looking at you in the mirror. You were now so embarrassed you can’t believe you just did that at a club.

“Shall we go back to the dance floor or you want me to take you home?” He asked. He pushed some hair out of your face and place in behind you. Yechan smiled at how cute you were being when just minutes ago you were gagging on his cock. You were so perfect in his eyes. He wanted, no, he needed to see you again. “Y/n..” you snapped out of your daze and made eye contact with him. “I wanna see you again. I wanna see you again and again and again and I never wanna stop seeing you. I’m so glad I met you at the club that one night. You’re an amazingly sexy woman. Please tell me you wanna see me again too. I can’t stand the thought or you with anyone else.”

You smiled and playfully hit Yechan’s bicep. “Don’t worry Yechan, I wanna see you again too.”

[pandacherryblossoms]

( Fluff - 🦚 Smut/Suggestive - ❄️ Angst - 🥀 )

82major Ot5 -

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Seongmo -

Seongbin -

Seokjoon -