#yugyeom timestamps

[daemour]

[07.54] Kim Yugyeom

pairing: yugyeom x reader

wc: 452

warnings: none

genre: fluff, established relationship

so many morning timestamps lmaoo sorry one of these days it'll be a different time hehe

happy late birthday yugyeom!! unfortunately ur birthday is over the holidays so i got busy

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When you awake, you are met with Yugyeom’s serene face. Your breath hitches as his breath brushes your cheek gently. You can’t help but smile at your boyfriend, your hand coming up and brushing against his jawline. Now that he was on break from work, he had gained a little bit of weight and you found it extremely endearing, the way he filled out and softened his edges and glowed healthily. He is soft but even softer in his sleep, and you can feel your heart swell and you lean over to plant a quick, sweet kiss on the apple of his cheek.

Yugyeom shifts slightly in his sleep, his face moving closer and lodging his nose in your collarbone. You giggle at that, his breath tickling your shoulder, but lean your head to the side, pressing even more kisses to his temple. “Morning?” he asks in a rough voice, confused at the sudden affection you are showering upon him.

“Good morning,” you giggle, pressing a kiss to his lips. Although he’s still half-asleep, he returns it, throwing his arm around your waist lazily and bringing you closer.

“It’s too early to be up,” he groans and you laugh. “It’s my off day, let me sleep.”

His whining tone only serves to make your smile grow even fonder and you press another kiss to the tip of his nose. “You’re sweet,” you hum, shifting to let your hands cup his face and offer him more kisses. “I’m happy I get to be with you.”

Yugyeom’s eyes blink open, a little more awake now as his lips pull into a sweet smile. “I’m glad too, babe, but what’s up with you? You’re super lovey-dovey today.”

You shrug the best you can with his arms around you and your arms around him. “I’m just feeling very fond of you today,” you say, kissing him once again. “I don’t know why, I just woke up and wanted to give you some love.”

Yugyeom hums, his eyes fluttering close as you kiss him again and again, peppering it all over his face. “I love you,” he murmurs, brain falling back asleep and your heart blooms at the sight. “Let’s get married.”

He clearly didn’t register his words quite yet, falling back asleep so quickly, leaving you to stare at your lover in disbelief. Not negative, of course, just unexpected. You loved him, and you know he loved you, but you weren’t sure if marriage would ever be on the table for you two. With your smile growing soft, you press a kiss to his forehead and cuddle up next to him once more.

“Let’s,” you whisper into his hair, a promise full of hope and love.

[yakuly]

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[🔮] Suggestive. [🫐] smut.

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[pesiko]

YUGYEOM TIMESTAMP RECS

9:25am - big favor

11:58am - he left his wallet at home

12:12pm - same problem

5:46pm - you call him cute

7:17pm - needing a new place

10:28pm - dancing

23:56 - talking tomorrow

❥ YUGYEOM NAVI

[main masterlist] [got7 masterlist] updated 6-29-21

[sxfterhearts]

53. [4:07 pm]

➳ pairing: yugyeom x reader

➳ genre/warnings: fluff fluff fluff, baker!au, baker!yugyeom, exchange student!y/n

➳ word count: 2,040 words

➳ summary: “Sit down, I’ll get it.”

➳ author's note: rach-stop-mentioning-food-in-every-single-timestamp-challenge: failed. just the thought of baker!yugs and bread has me feeling all soft and gooey inside. which is why i whipped this one up! it has been a phat minut since i last wrote so yea :”) (also i should mention italicised are korean!!) regardless i hope this will help brighten up your day a little!! sending many warm hugs xx

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Your phone screeched from its resting place on the other side of your room, signalling the start of your day. It was strategically placed atop your wooden, old-fashioned dresser, with the sole purpose of motivating you to get out of bed and turn the damn thing off.

With a groan, you stretched all four of your limbs, releasing a satisfied yawn as your joints popped after a good nights’ rest.

It was late afternoon. The rays of sunshine splattered deep orange and gold as it sneaked past the cracks the half-open blinds, painting your tiny studio apartment with lazy signs of life.

You dragged your sleep-ridden body to the dresser, still reluctant to start the day after what was an immensely taxing Friday night. Having just arrived in this bustling Korean city a mere two weeks ago, you were somewhat proud of yourself for landing a part-time job to support yourself when you started your semester of exchange. The only problem was, it happened to be a bartending job in a rowdier part of Seoul, commonly patronised by sleazy middle-aged men and their younger lady companions.

It wasn’t like you had much of a choice, anyways. Your Korean was still very much at an elementary level, which didn’t prove to be a hindrance in the bar you worked at. Most of the drinks were named in English, and the owner of the bar, a surprisingly kind, motherly lady in her sixties, paid you well above the minimum wage.

Still, it was your second Friday shift ever, and it clearly took its toll on you. Staring at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, you cringed. The eyebags under your eyes were so dark it could’ve easily been mistaken as a smoky-eye look gone wrong; your lips were awfully chapped and an alarming shade of red, while a few nasty pimples threatened to break through the surface of your skin.

In other words, you looked like a wreck.

Grabbing your phone, you checked the time. Ten minutes past four. Oh no, you winced internally. You were going to be very late if you didn’t leave your house in the next fifteen minutes. As though an internal switch flipped on, you turned the shower to full blast and stepped inside, sucking in your teeth as the cold water splashed against your skin.

In eight minutes flat, you were tugging on your beat-up sneakers and dashing for the elevator in your only pair of clean, non-alcohol-stained jeans and a plain white t-shirt that you conveniently picked off the pile of dry clothes on your sofa. You jammed the down button a couple of times, all while checking the time on your phone.

“Shit,” You cursed under your breath. 4:19. You couldn’t wait any longer.

Throwing all caution to the wind, you sprinted down the fire escape and did not stop for a single breath until you reached the final destination: a charming little bakery across the road from your apartment.

Rushing to the bakery just before closing time had become a habit for you. Amidst the chaos of moving and finding your feet in this new city, the bakery and its never-ending stream of patrons were your source of stability. Not only was it less busy and crowded during the evening, but it was also much easier for you to snag a couple of good bargains in the form of randomly-packaged, discounted breads.

The fact that the cute baker was the last one in store and in charge of closing up was just an added bonus.

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A high-pitched, annoying chime broke him out of his daze. With a groan, Yugyeom straightened his slumped figure and stretched his arms above his head, releasing a satisfied sigh as his backbone cracked.

It was late afternoon. The rays of sunshine splattered deep orange and gold as it flooded through the drawn, white lacey curtains, painting his grandfather’s bakery with calm and relief; a peaceful conclusion. The end of daylight was drawing near.

He wiped a stray trail of saliva off the corner of his mouth before sucking on a mint. Checking the clock that hang above rack upon empty rack which usually contained baked goods, his palms inexplicably grew clammy.

4:27, Yugyeom mused. He shook his head to clear his spiralling thoughts. Keep it together, dummy. Just because she came the past few days doesn’t mean that she’ll come today too. She has her own life, her own friends, maybe even a boyfri-

Oh?

Just as his mind was about to veer off course and crash into the thorny garden of unrequited love, Yugyeom caught sight of a blurry figure at the corner of his eyes. Intrigued, he stood up straight and watched as you appeared in front of the bakery’s double doors. For a few seconds, you simply clutched your knees and huffed and puffed. Yugyeom could barely stop the shit-eating grin that split across his face and had to bite down hard on his bottom lip to avoid looking like a fool.

Then, you did the unexpected. From the back pocket of your jeans, you pulled out your lip balm and applied it on your lips, using the bakery’s glass window as a mirror. At that, Yugyeom threw his head back in a hysterical fit of laughter.

It was hard for him to explain the feeling in his chest, really. The first time you walked through the doors of the bakery, eyes twinkling with pure wonder and amazement as you browsed the array of baked goods like how a girl would admire a display of diamond rings, he was screwed. You captivated his interest as you fumbled for the right number of coins to pay for your discounted breads, tongue stuck out and head tilted adorably while doing so. He gave you, the damsel in distress, a helping hand, by laying all your coins out on the counter and ordering them from lowest to highest value. Probably not the most helpful of gestures, but Yugyeom liked to tell himself that he was performing his civic duty by welcoming a visitor of Korea through non-verbal currency explanations and an introduction to the locals’ favourite breads, pastries and drinks. That evening, the two of you sat on the high table by the window, slowly savouring melon breads, injeolmi toasts, ang butter or red bean butter breads and an assortment of cream cheese breads. While the breads were wonderfully fluffy and the sweetness was at an acceptable level, Yugyeom instructed you to wash it down with an iced Americano.

Since then, the mere thought of the bakery, going to the bakery, its breads and pastries, its drinks and Yugyeom coated your insides with sweetness. Admittedly, the reason why you kept visiting the bakery was to create more memories with Yugyeom and ride the amazing sugar rush you felt whenever you were around him.

After rearranging your hair for the nth time, you bravely pushed open the doors and walked in at 4:29pm.

“Hello!” You called out in Korean as you waved at him, a wide smile plastered on your lips. There was an obvious language barrier (you with your kindergarten-level Korean and him with his Game of Thrones-standard of English), but it wasn’t obvious. The two of you came up with creative ways to break it down.

“Hi Y/N! Sit down. I’ll get it.” Yugyeom answered in English, emerging from behind the counter with his trusty English-Korean dictionary and a matcha latte he prepared in anticipation of your arrival. He walked towards you with an air of confidence, reminding you of a model in a fashion show despite wearing his typical slacks and white button-up, with sleeves rolled up and cross drop-earrings adorning his ears. Yugyeom quickly set the items down before pulling out a chair, nodding towards it to encourage you to sit.

You muffled a giggle at his gentlemanly actions, but complied, nonetheless. You glanced over to the boy, sipping on the creamy drink as he retrieved two large plates from the cake fridge. Sure, the assortment of cakes should have been the main attraction, but your eyes drifted and settled on the stern look of concentration on his face and his prominent collarbones peeking out of his shirt. Unbuttoned, you assumed, as he was going to be off work soon.

You were halfway through the drink when Yugyeom returned to the table. He noticed this and didn’t pass up the opportunity to tease you about it. “Is it really good?”

“Thirsty. I just woke up.” You admitted, cheeks heating up in slight embarrassment.

Yugyeom’s wholehearted laughter filled the entire bakery.

“H-hey! Bad boy… Mean…”

“No, I…” Yugyeom stifled another round of laughter as he tried to pull himself together. “Cute. You wake up, come to see me in bread house.”

“Not ‘bread house’, ‘bakery’.”

“Ah, thank you. Bakery.” He tested the word on his lips, getting used to the pronunciation. “Bakery…”

“What are these?”

Yugyeom handed you a small cake fork while taking a seat. “Here. This plate is for tarts, and this one is for cakes. The tarts have the same filling – custard. But we use different fruits, like strawberries, berries, grapes and peaches. Whatever’s in season, really. Strawberries and cherry tarts are really popular in winter. Try some!” He reverted back in Korean whenever he was explaining, which was a great opportunity for you to pick up new vocabulary.

It was also a fantastic opportunity to try delicious pastries. You rotated through the entire plate painted in shades of pinks and green, taking a bite of each tart. Yugyeom just sat there, head in his palms, and admired the slight changes in your expression whenever you tried a new flavour. As creepy as it sounds, watching you eat the food he prepared was gradually becoming his favourite pastime.

“Cherry! That one is the best! It’s…” You quickly reached for the dictionary, softly muttering to yourself as you thumbed through the pages. “Here, acid. Acid, not too sweet. The strawberry one too.” Your eyes crinkled at their edges as they met his intrigued orbs, proudly smiling at yourself for learning a new word today.

“The word you’re looking for is ‘acidity’. ‘Acid’ is for chemistry.”

“Acidity?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Yugyeom reached over, his huge palm caressing the top of your head before ruffling your hair. You pouted and feigned annoyance, all while your heart squeezed and pounded away in your chest.

“Hey…” You protested weakly.

Yugyeom’s hand retreated. He placed it on the table, right next to your smaller ones. The distance between your hands taunted him; tempted him to close the gap and intertwine your fingers with his. Honestly, Yugyeom wasn’t used to this; wasn’t used to feeling like his insides were going to explode. His mouth opened and closed several times as he pondered his next move, wondering whether it would overstep your boundaries.

But then you stared at him in anticipation with your beautiful brown orbs, innocent and confused, as your lips wrapped around the straw of your matcha latte. Your gaze asked him an unspoken question, urging him on.

Yugyeom dragged your chair closer his, eliciting a high-pitched squeal from you. He rested both of his palms on top of your knees, gaining your full attention. “I like…” Yugyeom paused, catching his bottom lip between his pearly whites as the corners of his mouth tugged upwards. “I like this time with you.”

The soft giggle was purely involuntary, you swore to him afterwards. Yet, as you watched his expression flicker into one of panic, you were quick to cast out his worries. “No, no! Don’t get me wrong. Did you mean, you like spending time with me?”

“Ah, I was trying to be romantic. Stupid English…” Yugyeom cursed under his breath in Korean, unaware that you were familiar with the word ‘romantic’ due to the hours you spent (wasted) binging Korean dramas. “Yes, I do.” He said while squeezing your kneecaps in affirmation.

You had to remind yourself time and time again to keep calm in the presence of this charming man and his magical hands. “Me too, Yugyeom. You’re my favourite time of the day.”

Needless to say, your afternoon ritual continued for weeks and months to come.

[jiminies-ahmee]

#25 with Bam Bam and Yugyeom. All though there are plenty of shirts to go around after I have brought shirts for them. Shush. Just because I raided the stash of them today, doesn't mean they aren't still theirs. I need your shirt, because she took mine.

💌 [13:29] bambam & yugyeom

yugyeom answers bambam before the older can even get a word out.

he puts a hand up, halting bambam, “im borrowing your shirt because y/n nicked mine, okay? we do this all the time bam, don’t be dramatic.”

although bambam would like to say that he was dumbfounded that his best friend couldn’t simply find another shirt of his own, yugyeom was right. they have shared many things over the years and a t-shirt amounted to nothing between the two of them.

“i’m not being dramatic. and i wasn’t even going to ask about the shirt, i wanted to know if you were shouting for dinner.” bambam smirked, basking in the look of annoyance on his friend’s face.

“yah! just because i’m nice doesn’t mean you can take advantage of me like that! y/n! come help your boyfriend, this guy’s acting like he’s broke!”

thanks for requesting!

[peaches-and-hohocham]

Worth It

 Yugyeom x Female Reader 

Genre: Fluff 

Request: Yugyeom teaching you how to dance?

1:15 p.m. 

Deep breath in, deep breath out, repeat. Left foot, right foot, repeat. It came so easy to him, but for you not so much. Once again your foot lands on top of Yugyeom's. His face scrunches in pain for the fourth time that day. “I’m sorry. I really suck at this don’t I?” you huff in annoyance at yourself.  “You’re doing fine. I don’t expect you to get the hang of it so quickly. Just watch out for my poor foot, I don’t know how much more stomping it can take.”

Yugyeom grabs your hand again, pulling your body into his. He flashes you a smile before pecking you on the cheek “Lift your feet onto mine.” you giggle, shaking your head “How are you going to complain about me accidentally stepping on your toes then ask me to stand on them?” he shushes you with his finger “Can you not listen to my complaints this one time and do as I ask?” a scoff leaves your lips as you gently place your feet on top of his “Don’t complain later about your feet hurting.” you steady yourself just as he begins moving around the room “Oh I’ll definitely complain, but it’s so worth it.” Every minute he spent with you was worth it.  

[fantastic-bby]

[3:43]

You approach the edge of the cliff, your best friend following behind you with a bag filled with various sparklers and fireworks slung onto his shoulder. “Set the bag down here, Gyeomie.” You turn around and he nods as he lays the bag onto the ground. 

You rummage through the bag to pull out a sparkler before pulling a lighter out of the pocket of your jeans, lighting it and watching as the sparks start flying in every direction. You light another sparkler and hand it to Yugyeom. The two of you dance under the moonlight with the golden trails of the sparklers following you around and creating an almost magical atmosphere.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” You hum as you kick a rock off of the edge. Yugyeom stops and takes the moment to admire you. The glow from the sparkler just seems to accentuate your features, highlighting your face as you hold it out in front of you. To him, you are the most gorgeous whenever you’re happy.

“I’m in love with you, (Y/n).” He states and your entire body freezes. You slowly turn to him and you see his chocolate brown eyes holding pure love and adoration as he looks at you. 

Yugyeom’s eyes are watching you carefully. He knows the risk of confessing to his best friend. He doesn’t want to lose you, but he can’t hold it in anymore. Yugyeom’s heart has spent two years hiding from you and it can’t bear waiting any longer. You hold the sparkler up between the two of you with a soft smile on your face. 

“Took you long enough.” You giggle. “I’ve been in love with you for two years.” You confess. Yugyeom relaxes his shoulders as a smile creeps onto his face. He takes a step closer to you and gently moves your hand holding the sparkler away before leaning down to press his lips against yours.

[3raaaachachacha]

10:37 pm

Kim Yugyeom x female reader / 558 words / smut

Warnings: face fucking, cursing, degrading, oral male receiving, consensual filming, use of sex toys

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day twenty-seven of kinktober - kim yugyeom x face fucking

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"Lay on the bed for me baby, head over here," He instructed, hands tapping on the end of the bed. He watched you climb to your position in awe, completely bare for him, loving how easy it was for you to obey him. Smiling with satisfaction, he moved to grab your vibrator and placed it against your clit.

"Hold it there while I fuck your throat, baby," He smirked, while watching you lick your lips in prepartion before grabbing his phone to record this moment, with your permission, of course.

Yugyeom slid his hand up and down his already leaking cock before, angling the camera towards your face and placing it at your already awaiting lips, tongue on display for him. You swirled it around his tip, licking and pressing butterfly kisses to the head before he made a move. 

A small whimper escaped your lips and your eyes fluttered shut in delight, relaxing your jaw to allow Yugyeom to thrust his cock into your mouth. The fact that Yugyeom had your head hanging off the bed helped the angle of his cock to fit down your throat. He groaned in satisfaction, watching as his cock went deeper and deeper and he could see the outline down your throat.

"Fuck baby," He groaned, gripping at your head to keep you down, "Your always so good at this."

You moaned in acknowledgement, tapping at his wrist with your free hand to indicate you were okay and ready for more. Once Yugyeom got the signal, he placed one hand on your breasts and the other holding his phone tightly before he began to fuck into your throat.

The sound of your whimpers and gagging of his cock filled the room. The vibrations on your clit begin to become too much, causing your body to shake with an approaching orgasm. Yugyeom tilted the camera away from your face and angled it towards your core before moving forward and shoving two of his long fingers into you. It didn't take long for your high to approach and you pushed Yugyeom's cock back a little to grasp onto some air before he placed it back into your mouth.

He removed the vibrator from your senstive clit as he continued to fuck your throat. Hollowing your cheeks around him as best you could, sucking him diligently. Your whimpers and gags sounded out as his groans filled the room. Without warning, he spilled his warm seed down your throat for you to swallow.

"Shit, baby," He groaned breathlessly with eyes closed.

Groaning in pure delight, Yugyeom slowed his thrusts before pulling his cock out completely. Loving the way your saliva and his seed slowly began to drip from your mouth. He admired the view for a few minutes, giving the camera some quality screen time before turning it off and in the search for something to clean your face with. Although, once he began to move, you pulled him into a heated embrace.

Yugyeom instantly groaned at the taste of his seed, but pushed that feeling away when he felt your hand stroking his cock again. Smirking in satisfaction, Yugyeom pushed himself against the mattress, pulling you on top to straddle his waist.

"You know what to do," He said with a grin, hands placed firmly on your waist, "And don't make me wait, baby." 

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- Admin 🌶️ 

[evanescentreverie]

[ 01:06 A.M. ]

"... then there was that time where Mark-hyung entered the bathroom and Bam-ie was taking a shower." You heard Yugyeom laugh from the other side of the line as he recalled the story, "They just stared at each other for a good few minutes before Mark-hyung tossed his towel at his face. It was really funny."

You listened to the sound of his voice as your tears fell endlessly, heart aching from some unknown reason. Everything felt heavy and suffocating and you didn't know why. Maybe it was from earlier or maybe it was because of some event a long time ago but all of it has piled up, emotions seeking release as you cried.

This was why you called him, Kim Yugyeom. You didn't want to be alone and you wanted some sort of presence in the dark. You knew it was late so you hesitated to call him at first and you didn't even think he would answer.

But nonetheless, he did. At first, he was really worried when he picked up, asking why you called him, asking why you were crying. However, when you told him that you only wanted to hear him talk, that was what he did. The two of you have been doing this for more than an hour now and you were grateful that he did as you wished.

Yugyeom's voice was comforting for you. He felt like a home you could always come back to. You knew that he was worried for you, knew that he wanted to ask what was wrong but because of your wishes, he didn't.

You sniffled once more as you wiped your tears, doing your best to stop them because you felt more pathetic the more you continued to do so.

You heard Yugyeom clear his throat, voice hesitant as he muttered out his next words. "I know you said not to mention anything but I'm here if you need someone to listen to you, okay?"

"I know," You whispered, eyes staring blankly at the phone in front of you as you searched your mind for an answer, "I will soon but not now. I'm sorry, Gyeom-ah."

"You don't need to apologize, Y/n. Just let it all out, you don't need to bottle up your feelings with me."

You let out a quiet sob at his words, heart heavy by the amount of emotions that you were feeling at the moment.

"That's right, let it all out." He muttered out, a tinge of sadness evident in his voice. There was silence for a moment until you heard a soft knock on your door, "Now, can you open the door? I'm outside and I brought a care package, as well as a hug for you."

[jonnnysuh]

Dating Yugyeom would include

Dating GOT7 would include |  SERIES

Just based off my observations/my perception of him. Obviously I have no idea what dating him would be like but thought it would be fun to do. This is more playful than romantic bc what is romance???

Literally never shutting the fuck up

Having meaningless fights about little things and then going back to normal 

Having your own language that makes no sense to everyone else

Laughing til your stomachs hurt and trying to recreate what just happened but laughing again 

Roasting each other as a sign of affection 

Too many nicknames that have weird origin stories that y’all can’t remember 

Both needing to get your ways so you’ll pout until one of you budges 

He is such a simp tho 

Mocking each other after someone says absolutely anything

Dance battles

saying “YOOOOOOOU” like soulja boi

Resting his chin on your head

BOYBOYBOYBOY ((((you kno like when they yell like a siren)))

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING” “IM JUST HAPPY” 

Having to make the hard decisions for him 

Not being able to complete a task bc you’re both so annoyingly distracting 

Something that should take 30 minutes to finish takes 3 hours instead 

Both being confused all the time so you discuss how things should be done and then fight over it

he’ll purposely hide things to make it hard for you 

Holding things over your head bc he wants to watch you jump 

“You’re a bully” “you’re a bully too” “ya but it’s only okay if I do it” 

Saying the same shit at the same time and hitting each other in excitement

He’s funnier than you but you won’t admit it 

SENDING VOICE NOTES INSTEAD OF TEXTING AND YALL HAVE SHORT ATTENTION SPANS SO SOMETIMES IF YOU DONT REPLY IN A FEW MINS YOU FORGET WHAT YOURE SUPPOSED TO SAY SO YOU START A NEW CONVERSATION  

He has a meme folder and has a meme for every occasion 

Bro he’ll MAKE memes using pictures of you 

If he doesn’t reply within a few seconds it’s bc he’s trying to find the perfect meme or making one 

A never ending game of iMessage connect 4 

How he’d annoy you:

Rock Paper Scissors to get out of doing something but even if he loses he’ll refuse for a bit and then do it

Acting shocked even though he knew something you didn’t 

acting like he’s listening but really he’s doing something else

making you call him oppa or he’s not listening

Laying on his shoulder during long car rides

He makes a big deal about your birthday and will plan everything to a t

He sucks at surprises though bc you he tells you everything

it’s always either by accident like he slips it in

OR you’re like “tell me” “no” “fine” “OKAY I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE WE’RE GOING ON A TRIP TO PARIS”

Gossiping with him and he hates all the people you hate and then will also bring up something he heard about them 

he would tour new places with you on facetime and bother everyone in the process

the facetime photos you guys take are so frightening and confusing to look back on bc there’s so much movement and emotion on your faces

buying you dessert/pastries when you’re sad

LITERALLY LAUGHING FESTS BEFORE BED

IT’S ALWAYS STUPID BRO

BUT Y'ALL WILL CRY LAUGHING TOGETHER EVERY SINGLE TIME

Y'ALL JUST SAY THE STUPIDEST SHIT

“YOU NEED TO WATCH THIS” SHOVING THE PHONE IN THEIR FACE AND IT’S THE DUMBEST FUCKING VIDEO IN THE UNIVERSE BUT WHY ARE YOU BOTH DYING

Every single one of the boys know he’s whipped and he’s embarrassed but also you’re his person so who wins now

he’s literally so thoughtful

he knows all your favourite songs and makes a playlist

flowers and flowers and flowers

he’ll drop anything he can to be with you

will remember your childhood stories better than you

can finish your sentences

messages you every time you post a new picture

“hey this thing made me think of you” text

gets you guys matching chain bracelets/rings

finishes the food you can’t

doing tiktok dances but not posting them bc you’re both embarrassing

but he will start the video literally ANYWHERE.

on the plane? in the parking lot? at a restaurant?

His hand is always on you especially when you’re walking through a crowd

having to ask him to slow down bc you have short legs

Tippytoing to kiss him 

innocent flirting that turns dirty really quick

he definitely likes being small spoon

he talks in his sleep

he has the most irrational fears in the world

“THAT TEXTURE IS SOOOO UGLY I CAN’T LOOK AT IT PLEASEEE”

doing something cute and HE’S JUST SO EASILY LIKE “I LOVE YOU”

always wants to slow dance with you to any song just so he can hold you and lead

he’ll whisper in your ear just to get you hot like fuck offffffffff

his skincare routine takes soo long to do he’ll be in the washroom for 30 minutes

“You’re such a kid”

“Are you a baby?” “YA YOUR BABY”

One of you will start singing and the other joins in but the boys are like shut the fuck uppppp

I feel like he’d like to play wrestle bc this man chooses violence every single time

he can do a perfect impression of you 

both of you will up the cheesiness when u notice that it’s making everyone else cringe just to make them cringe more

be prepared to kill the spiders 

also be prepared to watch scary movies with the lights on bc he is spooked!

Always saying “woooow” sarcastically when someone does something unimpressive

he is an attention whore so when you’re ignoring him he will do cartwheels🤸🏻‍♀️ and try to be funny

making him blush is so easy it’s like a superpower he just gets flustered 

Making a bad decision and saying “yolo ✌️😗”

[hwangyeonjun]

[ 8:49 pm ]

“but i love you!” yugyeom shouted grabbing your wrist to stop you from leaving.

you chuckled bitterly as you looked at him, angry tears running down your face. “no, you don’t”

he frowned. “what do you mean i don’t? i do, don’t put words into my mouth”

“you don’t love me, yugyeom. you loved the idea of ‘love’ but whatever this is, it’s not love” you shook your head and pulled your hand away.

“you don’t want me to love you” he stated.

you gulped and wiped away your tears before nodding slowly. “you’re right”

taking a step backwards, you looked at him for the last time and turned around.

“wait please, don’t leave”

“i have to. if i stay, we will only hurt each other” you answered without sparing him a look.

yugyeom sighed. he knew you were right but he just didn’t want to admit any of it. he didn’t want to let you, he was too afraid of what will happen next.

“goodbye, yugyeom”

and when you left, he realised that you were right about one more thing. the reason you were holding onto each other, even though it was painful, was because you two were too scared to find out what will happen next.

[daemour]

i can never pick these lmao

[koos-euphoria]

ɢʀᴏᴜᴘs ɪ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ 1

☜︎ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

☞︎ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘs ɪ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ 2

ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

ᴋᴇʏ | a - angst | f - fluff | s - smut | ⚠︎︎ - tw

ɢᴏᴛ7

park jinyoung

guilty | murderer!au | ⚠︎︎ s | read here

— summary: You get arrested for the murder of your husband. Jinyoung the best lawyer in the country gets given the job as your lawyer. However he falls for your innocent and charming act, having him right where you want. Might as well have fun, right?

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇs/ᴛɪᴍᴇsᴛᴀᴍᴘs

ᴅᴀʏ6

park jaehyung

- book challenge | s |

❥❥❥

park sungjin

- what a shame | s |

❥❥❥

kang younghyun

- turns an innocent virgin into a cockslut | s |

❥❥❥

kim wonpil

- dom wonpil smut | s |

- 13:14 | s |

❥❥❥

ot5 | poly

- orgy | s |

ᴇxᴏ

kim junmyeon

- 18:50 | s |

❥❥❥

byun baekhyun

- hardcore | s |

❥❥❥

park chanyeol

- spending a cozy christmas together | f |

- surprise strip tease | s |

❥❥❥

kim jongin

- cuddles after a heated night | f, s |

❥❥❥

oh sehun

- sub!sehun getting edged | s |

❥❥❥

ot9 | poly

- 01:22 | chanyeol/sehun/reader | s |

❥❥❥

ɢᴏᴛ7

im jaebeom

- frat party crush | f |

- eating you out | s |

- the members keep interupting | s |

❥❥❥

park jinyoung

- ice cream | f |

- sales!jy seduces you | s |

- rough sex with dirty talk | s |

- he’s stressed so you help him relax | s |

❥❥❥

choi youngjae

- fluff after some fun time | f |

❥❥❥

bambam kunpimook

- ass | s |

ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x

im changkyun

- he teaches you how to ride him | s |

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs

ᴅᴀʏ6

- how they feel about trying somno | s |

- jaehyung’s kinks | s

- dick sizes | s

ᴇxᴏ

- minseok’s kinks | s |

- chanyeol’s kinks | s |

- dick sizes | s |

ɢᴏᴛ7

- got7 with their kids | f |

- mark’s kinks | s |

- jaebeom’s kinks | s |

- jackson’s kinks | s |

- jinyoung’s kinks | s |

- youngjae’s kinks | s |

- dick sizes | s |

ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x

- hyunwoo’s kinks | s |

- minhyuk’s kinks | s |

- changkyun’s kinks | s |

- dick sizes | s |

ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs

ᴅᴀʏ6

- they fuck you infront of the members | s |

- mutual masterbation | s |

- you give them a blowjob | s |

- you give them a lap dance | s |

- you leave a nsfw polaroid photo in their wallet | s

- you’re sore the day after your first time | s |

ɢᴏᴛ7

- their girlfriend works out | s |

- parent walks in on you having sex | s |

ᴍᴛʟs

ᴅᴀʏ6

- Orgasm denial | s |

ᴇxᴏ

- wait for you to ask him out on a date | f |

- cockwarming kink | s |

- thigh riding kink | s |

ɢᴏᴛ7

- size kink | s |

ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴀ x

- praise kink | s |

[pesiko]

YUGYEOM FIC RECS NAVI

ONESHOTS DRABBLES TIMESTAMPS

TEXTS BULLETPOINTS

❥ GOT7 MASTERLIST

❥ MAIN MASTERLIST

[sxfterhearts]

37. [10:14 pm]

➳ pairing: yugyeom x reader

➳ genre/warnings: fluff with a sprinkle of suggestiveness ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), established relationship!au

➳ word count: 1,280 words

➳ summary: 37. “Can I kiss you?”

➳ author's note: for the lovely 🌻!! i sincerely hope that this will give you some ~feels~ and that it can act as a little mood booster for the upcoming week! i listened to a lot of ‘got7 but you’re in a car and its raining’ yt edits, which i’ve linked down below. thank you for always supporting me honey! ❤️

➳ music rec:��♪

You scrolled through the playlist labelled “2am drives” on your boyfriend’s Spotify, lips pursed together in deep concentration. You were spoilt for choice, seeing as both of you shared such a similar taste in music. The sound of rain and thunder beyond the comfort of his beat-up Honda was a suitable accompaniment to the cosy ballad you chose, the tunes uniting in a charming harmony that pleased and soothed your ears. As you busied yourself with filling up the queue, Yugyeom sneakily threw his arm around your shoulders, coaxing you to come closer, to lay closer on his warm body.

Your boyfriend was good at a lot of things. Dancing was a prime example, and making mixtapes was another. He seemed to be gifted in just about anything, especially everything to do with making you laugh. Being sneaky, however, was something he was not gifted at, at all.

His other hand messed around with his laptop, setting up the movie he downloaded earlier for the two of you to watch. You had initially suggested Princess Diaries to him in the hopes that you would be watching it on your couch over Netflix Party after a long, tiring week at university, surrounded by fluffy pillows and a generous serving of ice cream. You were fully prepared for the virtual date night – you cooked yourself a proper dinner – the first one this week, pampered yourself with a moisturising mask pack and even put on your favourite polka dot pyjamas. What you weren’t prepared for, however, was for your boyfriend to turn up at your front door, all giddy smiles and goofy gestures, urging you to join him on a late-night drive, destination nowhere.

In the months you had spent as Yugyeom’s girlfriend, you slowly began to accept your new life motto of “Expect the Unexpected”. Things never really go as planned when your Gentle Giant was around, and especially if his Thai best friend was also involved.

Which is exactly why you did not make a big fuss when your boyfriend tugged you out of your apartment and drove you into the rainy Seoul night. In fact, you gladly welcomed it. The past few days had been heavy, after all, and your heart’s battery needed to recharge by being around Yugyeom. As cheesy as it sounds, any time spent with your boyfriend was time well spent, regardless of whether the dates were planned weeks in advanced or sprung up on you via text as he left his dorm.

Once you were satisfied with your song choices, you shifted a little in his arms to face him and was pleasantly greeted by your favourite side profile in the world. His tongue poked out of his glistening lips while his nose, high and sharp, scrunched up cutely as he played with the settings. Your fingers yearned to trace along his arched browbone, down to the apples of his cheeks, pinching the tip of his nose before finally settling on the strong edge of his jaw. Perhaps you’d even steal a kiss from his lips.

Yugyeom emitted a victorious “Yes!”, barely audible above the pitter patter of the rain. “All set! We are ready to discover the wonders of Genovia with Her Royal Highness, Princess Tia.”

“Her name is Mia, not Tia.” You couldn’t help but to giggle at his mix-up.

His entire body shook as he laughed, eyes squeezing together in mirth. You scooted even closer to the boy, longing to be close enough to feel his skin against yours with absolutely no gaps in between; longing to feel his every movement and every breath. “Ah, I’m never good with English names!”

Yugyeom’s finger moved the cursor towards the play button, but you quickly halted his actions by placing your hand on top of his. “Wait, not yet.” You paused him. “Can we just sit here for a while?” Your voice was reduced to nothing but a whisper.

Yugyeom hummed in agreement, his chest vibrating against your back. The sensation was oddly comforting.

For a few moments, you simply closed your eyes, soaking in the affectionate warmth provided by Yugyeom’s embrace, listening to the music playing softly from the radio, remixed with the ambient rain falling onto car’s windows and the rhythmic beating of two connected hearts. He moved the laptop out of the way as gently as possible so that he could bring his other arm around your smaller, precious figure, completing the hug he couldn’t but would’ve gave you if he was beside you this past week.

Nothing else could compare to Yugyeom’s hugs, you concluded. The moment you felt the gentle pressure of his kiss against your hair, you were certain all the pent-up fatigue and frustration left your body and evaporated into thin air. A trembling breath left your lips. You were so secure, so filled with love that it was threatening to spill over.

“Better?” He mumbled with his chin resting upon your head.

The thumb that was rubbing slow circles against your forearm was distracting, hypnotising. Your words failed you. Instead, you opted to turn towards him with your chin angled upwards, a silent, telepathic Can I kiss you?

Yugyeom craned his head downwards, his lips meeting yours halfway. The kiss was soft and gentle at first, just two lovers greeting each other after days apart. Then came the playful nips at your bottom lip and teasing licks of your front teeth. It was hard to resist a giggle or two, which Yugyeom definitely used to his advantage by swiftly and expertly swooping into well-explored territory.

Every single fibre of your being rejoiced as your tongues danced a familiar tango. Better, you conveyed through heated kisses and insistent tugs of his hair, so much better.

You squealed in surprise when you felt his cold fingers travel under your pyjama bottoms, caressing your love handles. You could tell where this was going, and you were more than happy–

Until Yugyeom’s cursed ringtone pierced through the air. Your movements faltered, the rational part of your brain registering that there was only a small handful of people who would call your boyfriend at this hour. Yet, Yugyeom persisted, trailing down your jawline towards your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses and kitten licks in its wake.

“Yug–”

“Shh.” He shushed you immediately, his teeth grazing against delicate skin.

“Wait, it could be–” You were promptly cut off when Yugyeom nibbled and sucked, hard. The high-pitched whine that left your mouth was completely involuntary. “Could be important, baby. Maybe it’s Jaebeom oppa.”

Yugyeom groaned at the shrilly ringtone. Reluctantly, he peeled himself away from your neck and fished his phone out of his pocket. With a huff, he swiped across the screen to pick up the damned call.

“Yugyeom, finally! Listen, I worked out the final part of the song. We’ll use the same melody from the previous chorus but change the last two words of the sentence.”

“Great, hyung, hooray.” Yugyeom deadpanned. You smiled while poking his side, reprimanding him for being sarcastic and borderline rude to his senior.

“What’s with that tone, Kim Yugyeom? That’s not how you-”

“Hyung…” He whined into the phone. “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. Thank you for figuring out the song, I’m just, you know, busy at the moment.”

“Oh, did I interrupt something? Is Y/N there? Wait, you know what, don’t answer that. I don’t want to know what you two lovebirds are up to. I’ll hang up, bye.”

“Bye, hyung.” Yugyeom said even after the line went dead. He tossed his phone onto the front seat before turning to you, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Now, where were we?”

[jiminies-ahmee]

💌 yugyeom [23:16]

“don’t you dare!”

“oh? i didnt put anything on my lips?” you grin, mimicking that iconic moment from yugyeom’s vlive.

and there’s an uproar of laughter as the rest of got7 hear you through yugyeom’s phone.