#yunho x fem!reader

[dancinglikebutterflywings]

ATEEZ Relationship Stages | Jeong Yunho

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader (you)

Synopsis: When you first meet, First kiss, First date, First kiss, First 'I love you.', Getting engaged, Wedding, Children.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1,793

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Hongjoong | Seonghwa | Yunho | Yeosang | San | Mingi | Wooyoung | Jongho

WHEN YOU FIRST MET:

As you leave the park, your 12-week-old puppy, Da-Som, decided she has other plans. She manages to get herself out of your grasp and makes a beeline towards the idol group that’s taking a break from filming in the park. Thanks to your little sister, you figured out why they looked familiar and made a mental note to tell her about it. Not that she would believe you and would accuse you of making fun of her. 

“Da-Som!” you call after her as you chase after her, cheeks red with embarrassment. 

One of the taller men, heard you shouting for the puppy and crouched down as the puppy ran straight to him. The puppy excitedly shakes her tale as the tall man gives her pets and scratches. 

“I am so sorry!” you quickly apologise as you reach them, cheeks still red and slightly out of breath. “I don’t know how she managed to get herself off her leash.” 

“It’s okay,” the man assures her as he picks up the puppy, with a smile. “she’s cute.” 

“She is when she’s not being a menace,” you say with a laugh. You thank him as he hands the puppy back to you.  

“What’s her name?” he asks scratching Da-Som's head. 

“Da-Som,” you reply. You’d gone through many names for the puppy before deciding on the one that means love because that’s what you felt when you first laid eyes on her. You’d fallen head over heels for the young puppy. 

“Love,” He smiles. “And her eomma’s name?” he asks causing your cheeks to redden for a a whole new reason now. 

“Y/N,” you shyly tell him. “Any yours?” you ask. Just because you know who the group is, doesn’t mean you knew who they were individually 

He smiles, “Yunho.” 

FIRST DATE:

Three months after you first met, you had your first date.  

After meeting in the park, it had taken Yunho, with Wooyoung and Seonghwa's help, a week to find you. He'd scoured all the social media platforms to find that you had an Instagram that looked like you didn't post often on. If it was for the photo of you and your new puppy that you posted when she was 6 weeks old, he wouldn't have known it was you. Taking a chance, he DMed you. Doubt crept in when you hadn't replied in three days. But that doubt was soon replaced with excitement when you replied to him on the fourth day. They quickly swapped numbers once he convinced you that he was really who he said he was. From that day on you didn't go a day without talking in some way.  

You first date wasn't anything extravagant. You'd both been busy with work. Him with his up-and-coming comeback and you with your own work so when you had a free weekend, you asked if he was free and would like to go with you and Da-Som to the park. Fortunately, he was free that weekend and agreed to meet you there at 10am. 

By the time you'd gotten to the park on that Saturday morning, he was already there waiting for you with a small bouquet of flowers and two bags filled with food for him and you and treats and toys for Da-Som. He greeted you with a hug. 

For the next few hours, you played with Da-Som, ate food and talked, getting to know each other even more as you talked about stuff that was better said in person.  

As you go to part ways, Yunho asked if you would class this time together as a first date. He also expressed how much he enjoyed spending time with you and how he felt a strong connection between the two of you. You feel the same way and realize that this could be the start of something special. You agreed that it was your first date, and it was the best first date you’ve ever been on. 

FIRST KISS:

Your first kiss happened on his birthday. Five weeks ago, after a handful of dates, he asked you to be his partner. Both of you had been so nervous about it. You'd been questioning if he was ever going to kiss you. He was questioning how and when to do it. He was also worried he would somehow screw it up, causing you to bump heads or fumble it some other way. He wanted your first kiss to be perfect. 

When your first kiss finally happened, it was beyond perfect. You'd been walking along the river, after having dinner with his family and the rest of the guys. Yunho wanted to spend a sometime with you, just the two of you. He'd been the one to suggest a walk along the river. 

After fifteen minutes of walking and talking about anything and everything, you stopped at a little seating area but didn't sit down. You stood side by side with no space between you. 

"Thank you for coming to my birthday celebration," he smiles, looking down at you. 

You look at him, returning his smile. "Thank you for inviting me. I wouldn't have missed it."  

He presses a kiss to the top of your head. It's something you've gotten use to since you started dating. 

"You missed," you tell him. 

He continues to smile as he presses a kiss to your cheek. 

"Missed again," you say hoping he would get the hint that you want him to kiss you somewhere else. 

His chuckle carries a hint of nervousness as he gazes into your eyes and then glances at your lips. After a moment of hesitation, he leans in closer.  

Finally, his lips gently touch yours in a soft kiss.  

In that moment, it feels like time stands still, and any apprehension you both had melts away. It surpasses all your expectations and leaves you wanting more.  

As you part, both of you wearing matching smiles, you can't help but acknowledge that this first kiss was beyond perfect. 

FIRST 'I LOVE YOU':

Yunho had been the first to say 'I love you'. 

He surprised himself and you when he had said it after you and him had won a game of the video game you were playing with him, Jongho and Wooyoung. It wasn't exactly how he had envisioned expressing his feelings for you.  

He had grand plans for a romantic gesture and had even started preparing for. Mingi lent a helping hand by showing him how to cook your favourite meal. He had told the guys not to make any plans with him over the weekend and had a special necklace with both of your initials hidden in his dresser drawer. 

However, when those words slipped so casually after the win, a mix of shock and disappointment filled him. It seemed like such an ordinary way to say 'I love you', considering the effort he had put into planning something that would be meaningful. 

The disappointment soon disappeared when you kissed him and told him you love him too. The smile large smile he wore after you said it back, couldn't be wiped from his face, even when you lost the next three games. 

GETTING ENGAGED:

Yunho decided to make his proposal extra special by involving Da-Som, the reason the two of you met.  

As you enjoy a lovely day at the park, having a picnic, Yunho plays a game of fetch with Da-Som. Suddenly, your two-year-old golden retriever daughter excitedly bounds towards you. While petting her, you're surprised to find a beautifully intricately designed ring attached to her collar. You let out a gasp as you untie the ring and hold it in your hand. In that magical moment, Yunho kneels down in front of you, and takes the ring from your fingers. 

"Will you marry me?" Yunho's voice is filled with love and anticipation as he looks into your eyes, his heart racing with nervous excitement.  

 Tears of joy well up in your eyes as you become overwhelmed with emotion. You nod your head vigorously, unable to speak the word yes.

Yunho's face breaks into a wide grin as he slips the ring onto your finger, sealing your love and commitment to each other. The park around you seems to fade away as he pulls you in for a kiss and hugs you tight.

Da-Som, not wanting to be left out, wiggles her way in between the two of you to join in the celebration. 

WEDDING:

Your and Yunho’s wedding followed more of a modern Korean wedding. You were dressed in a beautiful ivory dress that had been crafted by your seamstress mother. Yunho wore a black suit with a blue tie that matched the blue roses in your rose and baby's breath bouquet. The venue was decorated with traditional Korean decorations, adding a touch of cultural flair to the modern setting.  

The ceremony was conducted with some traditional Korean wedding customs incorporated throughout. Guests were treated to delicious Korean food catered by yours and Yunho's favourite restaurant. The wedding cake was a stunning creation, adorned with intricate designs and topped with a pair of lovebirds. 

 As the night went on, guests enjoyed all kinds of music catered to all age groups. Photos were taken and Yunho and the rest of ATEEZ even preformed a song or two. 

 Overall, your wedding with Yunho was a beautiful blend of modern elegance and traditional Korean customs, creating a truly unforgettable celebration of love. 

Your honeymoon was just as beautiful as your wedding.

CHILDREN:

Your first son came two years after you got married. You and Yunho had made the decision to wait a couple years before having your first child. You’d had a couple pregnancy scares in between your wedding and when you got pregnant with Ye-Jun. He was born early hours of a Saturday morning, with no complications. He weighed a little over 7lbs. He came a week before his due date.  

Yunho is an amazing father and took his role very seriously. He dotted on his little boy every hour of every day, even when he wasn’t physically with him. Every time he went away, he came back with more than one bag filled with gifts and promises that one day he would take Ye-Jun to all the places in the world he’s been too.  

When your little girl arrived 18 months later, Yunho’s protective mode, went even higher. He dotted on her just as much as he did with Ye-Jun. He made all the same promises to Hyun-Ae that he did Ye-Jun. As she got older, Yunho made sure she knew her worth and what she deserves.  

Da-Som also loved her younger siblings and protected them until her death 10 years after Ye-Jun was born. 

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[multiwreckedmess]

February Filth Fest - Day 15

Pairing: Yunho x fem!reader Prompt: Size Kink WC: 1.9k Summary: After your first failed attempt to take him, Yunho feels bad but sees an opportunity to try again. TW/CW: recording, light size training, painful insertion, crying, nicknames forever (yuyu/yunnie), reader described and nicknamed small/tiny/princess, fem sex defining characteristics for reader.

The tiny tripod set up on the floor is angled just right. Frame focused on your pussy, slowly sinking down around a clear dildo your caring boyfriend Yunho had purchased for you. Yunho of course was sitting just behind the camera, fully dressed, monitoring both the shot and you. Watching you struggle to fit the last third of the fake cock inside of you.

He feels a little guilty, palming his half hard erection, at how hot it makes him to watch you struggle. It was his dirty little secret from the day you’d started fucking. You were overeager and he was underestimating the size difference between you and him. Apologies flowed from the both of you like the tears that filled your eyes as you pushed yourself to take him. He almost came right there as your walls barely took in half of him before you tapped out. As much as your training was for your comfort it was for his stamina. “Yunnie...” you whined and bounced fruitlessly on the toy. “I caaan’t!” “You can honey, if you ever want to have hope to try to take me again you have to” You sniffled, wiggling your hips to work some more of the plastic inside of you.”But if it was you...you’d help.” You look up at him through your eyelashes, pouting. You wiggle again and huff.

“Princess needs to have help with everything doesn’t she?” Yunho finally obliges, keeping his face just out of frame he crosses behind you and kneels, somehow still looming over you, even in this lowered position. His body wraps around yours, almost protective but more possessive. Hands on your hips he slowly circles and presses you down the length of the dildo. “That’s it, taking every inch like the good slut you are.” “Yuuuun-” you sigh into the slow assisted motion. “Yunho i feel so-” you gasp as you reach the end of insertable length, clit resting against the flesh-like balls. His fingers are long and thin, tapering gently with almond nails, a welcome addition to the shot to highlight just how much he can grab in one fistful. One snakes into position resting just below your belly button, pressing the heel of his palm into the flesh made taut by the toy, middle finger teasing in slow circles around your button.  His opposite arm crosses over your chest, securing your back to his chest. Leaning back he helps you slide up and down, helping gravity with the work of stretching you, your thighs already twitching with fatigue below you.

His lips press the shell of your ear, whispering so the camera can’t hear him, whispering just for you, “can’t wait til it’s my cock that makes your cute tummy bulge.” “Kiss?” You ask, voice floating on clouds with your chin tilted up hopefully. “Of course princess,” Yunho’s heart flutters looking at your blown out eyes. All he wanted was to lift you from the stupid little dildo and replace it with himself, damn the consequences. He indulges you with a kiss, comforting and warm, confirmation that he’s with you still, that he’ll take care of you.

Releasing you to fend for yourself for a moment he grabs the camera to reposition behind you. Framing the shot close to your hole he watches you lean forward to bounce your hips up and down, clear toy turning milky with your arousal, catching the way your lips grip and stretch around it. Gripping his cock your soft whimpers and cries cloud his better judgment, working himself through his pants in time with your motions. Your moans mount higher and higher, sitting back onto your heels with your head back, your fingers curling and wiggling as you cum violently around the toy.

Collapsed forward the dildo slips from you. Gasping from the sudden emptiness Yunho zooms in, your gaped hole shrinking back down with each heavy breath.  He can’t help himself as he watches you. He needs to be inside of you, opting to slip two of his fingers into your walls as they flutter around him.  Automatically your lower leg kicks up as you squeal, “Yunnie! Why?” Your arms jerk you forward, away from his hand, running from the source of stimulation. Chuckling he switches the camera off, quickly popping his fingers into his mouth to clean them. Scooping you up into his arms he tosses you into the bed, limbs splaying to all corners. Vision blurred, your hearing takes over. Yunho's pants clatter to the ground with a zip and a whoosh. “Does my tiny princess think she can handle one more?” “Yuyu? I’m tired.” “Is that a no?” Low and smooth his words caress you and comfort you. “I’d feel guilty if you had to do everything.” Yunho gathers you into his arms, softly kissing all over your skin, face buried in your mess of flesh and limbs. “I’d do it all. I feel guilty even asking after last…” “No Yunnie! I want you,” you whine. “Do you want to try again?” Pulling away to look at him your eyes shine brightly, nodding your head earnestly.  “You think I’m ready?” He relaxes you back onto the headboard slowly sliding down into the pile of pillows. His cock curved up and resting against his stomach proudly he strokes himself in languid motions. Precum pearling and spilling down, coating him.  “We’ll never know if we don’t try.”

Two fingers enter your stretched pussy, then Yunho adds a third. The balls of your feet press and point into the sheets. “My Yuyu takes such good care,” you sigh dreamily, fingers carding through his hair. With a small moan your eyes roll back, sliding down further onto his fingers that fill you up so well. He hums happily, nuzzling your cheek. “Okay tiny, this might pinch a bit.” Sliding up and down your slit he coats the head of his cock with your natural wetness, before securing himself just outside of your entrance. Eyes trained to your cunt his hips press forward, your lips straining around him, tip finally breaching your pelvic bone he grunts. You wince, “Yun-! Hah! Help!” The pressure from the stretch of his cock burns. Chest tight, your hands find his forearms to squeeze.

He pulls back, head popping back out, causing another cry of pain. He wrestles your hands between his, fingers intertwining, thumbs petting the back of your hands. “Tiny, breathe, breathe with me.” Slowly together you breathe, each exhale he pushes a little deeper, each inhale he pulls back. Rocking deeper and deeper. You look so fragile beneath him. So precious. A tear slips from the corner of your eye, exhaling with a whimper. “We can stop tiny, if you aren’t ready-” “No! I’m ready!” You plead. “It’s not even half-” “I can do it!” You force your hips down farther with a pained groan. “Just do it all at once, just go. Please just do it.”

As much as he wants to, as frustrated as he is, he can’t. The friction of your walls is too much to be as quick as it would have to be. The pad of his thumb presses into your clit, rubbing a small circle over it, a bid to distract you with pleasure. Thighs clenching your walls flutter, flooding him with warm wet release. Chest to chest, bracing on his elbows over you he rides the tempo of your pulsing pussy, thrusting deeply into you. Yunho grunts and gasps, you’re so tight around him, like you hadn’t been stretched out on a toy not even fifteen minutes before. Clenching his teeth he stills, eyes pinched closed as he tries not to cum.

“Full so full, it hurts,” you whine and babble, “Yuyu, it hurts. it feels so good it hurts.” Kissing and lightly biting his shoulder you hold him to you, trying to calm your overactive nerves. You reach down to your stinging hole, shocked to feel yet another quarter of his member still outside of your cunt. Frustrated you wiggle and pout and let out small complaining huffs of air. “I know tiny, I know. One second,” Yunho sounds pained, his diaphragm expanding and pressing down into your body with each exhale. Grabbing a small pillow he lifts your hips up and places it below you. “Are you okay? Can we continue?” Eyebrows still pressed together you nod and grip the sheets.

Pulling out just a bit he uses the momentum to push himself all the way to the hilt, watching your stomach distend. “Oh fuck- princess-” jaw hung open he smiles, poking his tongue into the inside of his cheek. Tears slip from the corners of your eyes as you blink at the ceiling. “Did I do it?” Eyes wet, you look at Yunho, beaming down at you, not daring to adjust your torso to look. There’s no way you can possibly fit any more in you, you’ve never been more sure of a fact ever. Each contraction and expansion of your lungs feels like his cock is in your guts, pulsing and stirring far deeper than physiologically it could be.

Yunho places his palm on the bulge, “can you feel that babe? That’s all from me. I could fuck this pussy for hours you’d still be just as tight.” The sting of the stretch turns into overwhelming lust, burning pain turning to fiery want. You’re impatient, slowly grinding your hips against him, eyes closing in bliss. Whispering, half to Yunho, half to the universe, you beg. Begging almost taking the form of a mantra.

Sweetly Yunho leans forward, providing his back for you to grasp as he begins to move. Tight hot walls tugging at his length he grunts, using all his might to keep his sanity and not lose himself completely to the sensation. One of you needs to stay in control and it for sure will not be you. You’re already too far gone, every nerve on fire, hands grasping everywhere all at once, throaty groans muffled by his shoulder. Yunho is fine until he hears you, whining his name so softly and sweetly as you clench around him. Groan practically turning into a yell he folds you back. You can barely breathe as he lifts your hips up farther, driving down into you as your body trembles. “Please cum, please. I’m going to go insane. Please cum,” you beg with each thrust, lungs burning and vision swimming. “I think I'm going to explode please, fuck, please. Please Yunnie.” How can he possibly deny you when you ask so nicely? With a strangled yelp he spills inside of you, warmth pooling and spilling out. In a complete daze you grab his ass, holding him in place as you squirm. “Mine. I earned it. It’s mine.” Biting his lip, fighting the pain of overstimulation, Yunho laughs breathily. “I thought I was the possessive one.” You cling happily to him, snuggling into his large frame. “Next time can we film this too?” A wave of relief washes over Yunho. “Sure tiny, whatever you want.”

Catching back up! Slowly!

[nuggiesnuggetdog04]

Should I be asleep rn? Yes. But am I binging all of @peacheeeliz’s ateez smau’s? Yes! This was so cute omg! I love steamer Yunho and how cute this entire series was!! 🫶🏻💖🥹

EMPIRES

SYNOPSIS ⤏ you're trying to peacefully build your starter house on the empires server when your neighbor so rudely (accidentally) kills you, starting the biggest war on the server just one day in.

PARING ⤏ idol!jung yunho x streamer!fem reader

GENRE ⤏ smau, rom-com, fluff, "enemies" to friends to lovers, some written

FEATURING ⤏ ateez, txt, aespa, and sungchan from riize

FACECLAIM ⤏ faceclaim for y/n purely for picture purposes!! (@ sullendin on ig)

WARNINGS ⤏ swearing, a lot of dnd/bg3 references, pls ignore timestamps 💔, mentions of minecraft alliances, wars, and deaths, sexual and kms/kys jokes

PLAYLIST ⤏ over 85, hojean | youth, ateez | birds of a feather, billie eilish | die with a smile, bruno mars & lady gaga | somebody, keshi | kiss me, dpr live | die 4 you, dean | i'm gonna love you, d.o. & wonstein | peach eyes, wave to earth | best lover, bibi

STARTED ⤏ 8/21/2024

STATUS ⤏ complete ♡

NOTE ⤏ i've been so obsessed with minecraft youtubers lately 💀 so i decided to do a fun little story inspired by the empires smp that ldshadowlady and her friends did awhile back!

PROFILES & CHAPTERS

THOT POCKETS | 8TEEZ | EMPIRES SMP

001. apology video w/ tears

002. you're dead to me

003. yucloudz

004. count your days

005. wooyoung's emojis (1.5k wc)

006. huggy wuggy backpack

007. he's a pain in my as-

008. begging PLEADING PLEASE KQ PLEASE

009. you're delusional man

010. ominous but ok!!

011. hurry up we're hungry (1k wc)

012. whore

013. MY FRAME RATES

014. ew gross

015. AM NOT

016. WHY TF IS MY SON IN A PAN

017. my sweet boy

018. mingi go to bed

019. "sohee!" we all say in unison (1k wc)

020. choke me pls 🫶

021. did i fuck up

022. she called me baby

023. hey pretty (904 wc)

024. i'm out

025. only for you pretty (946 wc)

026. pls drop it

027. MATCH MY FREAK?

028. it's all coming together

029. very demure, very cutesy

030. my little emperor

BONUS

bonus 1: domestic yucloudz

bonus 2: gaslighting her way out of a scandal

bonus 3: atz members kidnapping y/n

☆©peacheeeliz, 2024

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[starberryhwa]

[sneak peek] eyes on you.

pairing: yandere! yunho x afab! reader.

genre: college au, yandere, strangers to... lovers??, eventual smut.

wc: tbc

tags: nsfw (18+) MDNI. stalking, obsession, perverted yunho (kinda reader too), non consensual photos, basically all the good ol' yandere stuff. mentions of a (small) injury, mentions of physical violence. masturbation, sort of mutual masturbation, pet names (angel, baby, sweetheart etc.). explicit descriptions of wet dreams, somno but not really?. unprotected sex (not encouraged folks 👎🏼) switch sub leaning! yunho, switch dom leaning! reader, hair pulling, corruption kink, dacryphilia, teeny bit of knife play, inappropriate use of a belt, oral sex, spit, choking, body worship,, name calling (slut, whore, bitch etc).

tulip's notes: hihi back with a sneak peek of the intro of my 2nd fic! i've been wanting to write this for the longest time.. so please feel free to leave feedback/asks/reqs etc. i really appreciate it ᵔᴗᵔ and my dms are always open for anything!

divider: @cafekitsune

wishing everyone a great day ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅!!

jeong yunho was a nobody.

he was pretty sure even his professors of the past couple years still hadn't noticed his presence in classes, let alone know his name.

and then there was you.

it was just another monday morning: you were (as always) rushing to class and yunho was (as always) struggling to carry a heavy stack of books from his umpteenth visit to the library this week. and without realising it, you two collided.

the sound of multiple thuds of books falling to the gravelly road and a tall figure bumping into you was startling, and even though you seemed to be in a hurry, yunho remembers you took the time to help him gather up all of the fallen books, loudly muttering "i'm so sorry" repeatedly. he noted how the fuzzy, oversized, sweater you'd worn had become untucked from the side of your flared jeans. how your nails were filed clean, prim and proper but your wrists adorned by numerous hair ties and bracelets that seemed to all be one big tangle.

"i'm so sorry once again, i wasn't looking" you said.

"it's alright, i clearly wasn't either so it's no problem'" yunho smiled.

"thank you for not losing your shit at me, most people around here would've...sorry, i didn't catch your name?" you questioned.

she wanted to know his name. no one wanted to before.

"yunho" he said with a tight-lipped smile. "and you?"

"i'm y/n, it's nice to meet you!" you brought your hand up to look at your watch. "shit, i've got to get to my class" "but see you around yunho!" and with a quick goodbye, you scurried off, not waiting for his reply.

but it didn't matter to him. because for the next week, all yunho could think of was your pretty smile, your kindness, and your angelic voice.

repeating his name over and over.

jeong yunho started to feel like a somebody.

[full fic coming very soon! tag-list open 🌱]

[asherthehimbo]

Fluffy

notes: idk guys I was bored, uhm mature themse ig? its just an intense make out so people under 15 DNI

pairing: Yunho x implied Chubby! fem! reader

You hated Yunho, absolutely hated him. You hated his handsome face, his god given smile, his hands that looked like they came straight out of your wet dreams. You hated the way he'd drape his jersey over you before a game in hopes you'd wear it, hated the way he'd follow after you like a lost puppy. You hated that you didn't truly hate him. It wasn't his fault, the whispers that followed him, the looks you were given for gaining his attention and despite how much you tried to stop him, your mind couldn't deny the fact that you desperately wanted him.

It's how you found yourself in this predicament in the first place, pushed up against the lockerroom door. Turns out being captain of the team has its perks, like the locked door behind you and the keys that were tossed to the floor along with his shirt a long time ago. Your mouth is bruised by now, your lips red and swollen and breathing labored and you know you need to stop but god you didn't want to. You tug at his hair, trying to remove his lips from yours and he whines, refusing at first but giving in when he eventually needed to breathe.

"Yunho you should- you should really go. We need to-" you try and breathe out, chest heavy as his hands hold your thighs, how he was strong enough to hold you this long you don't know but god it turns you on even more. "Go where?" he asks, his voice that low, breathless timbre that makes your thighs clench around his waist. "here?" his breath fans your neck as he bends his head down, lips tracing the line of your pulse, you let out a shudder as his teeth graze your skin. "or here?" he moves down, teeth nipping at your collarbone before placing a soft kiss over the small indent he left, his action causes you to let out a whimper and you can feel him smirk against your skin, "yeah? you wanted me here? why didn't you say it sooner fluffy?" you hated that nickname too, it would sound demeaning from anybody else but the way he says it makes you feel euphoric.

"stop-you need to stop calling me that" you're pleading at this point, you don't really want him to stop and he knows it, but you need to perserve atleast a little bit of your dignity. "why hm? you're so soft baby, like cream" his lips trail down your collarbone to the deep neckline of your skintight shirt, the one that you were insecure about and the same one that got you in this position in the first place. Your insecurities are the exact things that drive him mad and the knowledge of that makes your thighs tighten their grip around him because you can feel yourself getting weak and you don't want to fall, despite his large hands holding onto them. "Fuck Fluffy with your thighs around me like that you're gonna make me forget my own name" he breathes, removing his lips from your chest as he looks you in the eyes, one hand leaving your legs to hold your cheek, thumb tracing over your bottom lip. "You gonna help me remember it? can you say my name fluffy? can you scream it?"

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[sxcret-garden]

Ateez when they're jealous ღ NSFW Edition [M]

ღ Ateez all members x fem-bodied!reader ღ genre: smut, headcanons (dom-sub dynamics in some parts, semi-public sex in some parts, most of them get more or less possessive) ღ warnings: alcohol consumption in some parts

Author's note: Maybe I went a liiiittle overboard with this.... maybe I'm also very tempted to turn one of these into a full fic....

Hongjoong:

He's usually one to deal with his jealousy in a very adult manner and simply talk it out with you. However, after coming home jealous one day and having what was probably the best sex in your relationship up until that point, you've made an arrangement to deal with your jealousy in the bedroom. So it's really become more of a game to him than a pestering feeling to get rid of asap. And today as well, after you've spent a little too much time (in his opinion) having a very engaged conversation with the cute waiter of your regular place to get dinner, Hongjoong can't wait to get home and to drag you off to his bed. And that's exactly what he does, as you're filled with expectation because you didn't exactly miss the evil smirks he's been giving you throughout dinner, and you could guess what would be coming once you're home. He's moving slowly as he crawls on top of you, brushing his lips against yours in teasing kisses, and then telling you to strip naked for him. Will be the biggest little shit ever as he touches you in all the ways he knows will rile you up, and has you cursing underneath him when he pulls his fingers out of you just as you're about to cum. "You're gonna have to beg for it, babe," he whispers, licking his fingers clean. "I'm not gonna let you cum until I know you can't take it anymore."

Seonghwa:

Is so shocked when after weeks of suffering he finally figures out that seeing you with your male best friend makes him jealous, that he impulsively decides to get (almost blackout) drunk. What he forgot to consider was that you were scheduled to make dinner with him at his place, and so when you walk in on him having downed what's probably his third bottle of soju you're definitely mad at him. Wondering whether it'd even make sense to try to reason with your drunk boyfriend, you do eventually end up scolding him, but the second you're within reach he pulls you down onto his sofa, crawling on top of you. He's blushing from the alcohol, and usually you'd have found that cute, but today the cold stare he gives you makes you shiver. Worriedly, you ask what's wrong with him, and finally he explains. "I'm jealous. Like really jealous of your best friend. And drinking it away wasn't the best choice but right now I just need to make you mine." You're not sure if you should be impressed how in control he is for the amount he drank or if you should just be insanely turned on by his words, but when you give him permission with a nod it's not like he leaves you any time to think about this further anyway. Has you both naked in no time and pins you down as he fucks you rough, and if you think he'll be satisfied with giving you just one or two orgasms that night, you couldn't be more wrong.

Yunho:

Doesn't get jealous ever, except for that one time when you had only just started dating and were still in a bit of an awkward phase of figuring everything out together. Now usually he doesn't mind you going out to see your other guy friends, he has no reason to worry about that because he trusts you to never betray him. However, who he doesn't trust is that one guy who very obviously has a crush on you and he wouldn't put it past him to try to steal you away. And so he even went so far as to warn you about it, but you just brushed it off, defending the other guy and saying he's just a friend. And well, when one night your boyfriend witnesses how that guy drops you off at Yunho's place and he's being just a little too touchy before he hugs you goodbye, that's when the jealousy sets in. Needless to say he's upset when you walk inside, and not knowing what to do with that feeling, he simply kisses you. And it's a passionate kiss filled with need, the kind of kiss you've never received from your boyfriend up until that point. Yet he takes the lead, and soon he pushes you up against a wall, hands roaming your body and his lips nipping at your throat. "I don't ever want to see that guy touching you like that again," he mutters, rolling his clothed hard on against your hips, making you throw your head back. "You're mine and nobody else's." When he feels you going limp in his hold and all you can do is agree and whine at his touch, he takes you right then and there, proving to you that nobody could ever make you feel as good as he can.

Yeosang:

When he's jealous he needs reassurance above all else, especially towards the beginning of your relationship. The only problem is that he's kinda slow at figuring out that he's jealous, and so it's often you who picks up the cues before he does. And you know he tends to get sulky and avoidant when he feels bad but can't quite put his finger on why, so one day you decide to try to help him out of that. And so you approach him, telling him straightforward that you want to have sex with him. And pulling him out of his bubble takes a while of hesitation from his side, but when you take him by the hand to walk him to your bedroom, he doesn't protest. Crawling on top of him and making out with him, you wait until you can feel him somewhat relax underneath you. Your fingers of one hand tangled in his hair while the other roams his toned upper body has him melting underneath you, and just then you ask him whether he's jealous, in the sweetest tone you can muster. "I... I think so," he mumbles. "Do you need me to prove to you that I only want you?" you ask, and Yeosang nods. And you'd be surprised how quickly he can go from desperately clinging to you as you get him off slowly, humming praises for your boyfriend, to him flipping your positions around and with a "Sorry, I need this now" he starts thrusting into you, hard and slow. The pace as well as him suddenly taking charge of the situation makes you see stars, and his desperate but possessive groans could make you cum right then and there.

San:

Seems more helpless than anything else the second he comes back from picking up some takeout coffee for the both of you when he sees a complete stranger flirting with you, and you doing nothing to ward the guy off. And of course he'd be jealous at the sight, but he decides to play the tough guy for now, telling the guy off as he approaches. "Dude, what are you doing flirting with my girlfriend?" He puts an emphasis on his last word, and his voice sounds darker than usual. And though the stranger leaves immediately and you two continue your date as usual, something's off about San once you arrive home. Dragging you off to the bedroom by the sleeve of your shirt, he doesn't say anything and doesn't let you see his face right until he has you pinned to the bed, hovering above you and pressing a fiery kiss to your lips. Clothes don't stay on for long, and when he finally has his hips snapping into you, you have to slow him down from how rough he's being. "Fuck, that guy pissed me off," he mutters as he buries his face in your neck, leaving his mark there. When he has you coming undone underneath him, he doesn't stop, continuing to fuck you towards your next high, and your head starts to spin when you hear his next words, growled into your ear, "Don't ever flirt with another man again. Don't even look at someone else, or do you think anyone else could ever fuck you this good?"

Mingi:

Well if he isn't a wild card idk what. Gets jealous rather easily, and from him sulking like a kid to him taking charge and dragging you off to the nearest secluded space, anything could happen. It entirely depends on his mood that day, and a bit on the situation too. Mingi definitely needs you to comfort him if it's the former option, but the good news is that he'll be fine rather quickly after you assure him he has nothing to worry about. However, after you've been dating for a while and he's internalized that you're not gonna let someone else take you away from him, that helplessness soon turns into anger at whatever guy is flirting with you. And so one night when you're out with friends, all being a bit tipsy and this one guy just won't stop giving you all of his attention, Mingi eventually shoots up from his seat and drags you to the restrooms without an explanation. Kisses you feverishly after locking up the stall he entered with you, and only when you ask him what's wrong he gives you an explanation. "I don't like the way that guy looks at you. It pisses me off," he hisses, before going right back to kissing you. His hand finding your core underneath your clothes in no time, he starts fingering you, even teasing you about how you're already wet for him, and eventually he'll flip you around so he can grind his clothed bulge against your ass as he gets you off, relishing in the way you're desperately trying to suppress all noises.

Wooyoung:

Big switch energy so this can go one of two ways, but after the initial deep conversation you had about jealousy and how you can trust each other despite that feeling sometimes arising, the one thing that's for sure is that you're gonna resolve it with sex.  Even when the jealousy is barely even there, just like earlier today when you had commented to your boyfriend on how handsome one of Wooyoung's friends looks in his latest insta post, he doesn't miss the opportunity to seek proof that at the end of the day you only have eyes for him.  "And what about me?" he'll asks as he walks up to you from behind, hands put on your waist and his lips ghosting above your neck. The tone of his voice gives his intentions away immediately, and it doesn't take long for him to spin you around in his hold so he could kiss you, dragging you off to the nearest surface to have sex with you on (whether that's the bed, the sofa, or the dining table he doesn't care). And it really all depends on your mood whether he'll pin you against it, making you beg for him until he's satisfied, or put all the power into your hands and let you have his way with him until he's the one whining for your touch. One way or the other, the reason for his jealousy will soon be forgotten, because now all that matters is you and him chasing pleasure together.

Jongho:

You're at a party hosted by a mutual friend of yours, and from the moment you dressed up at home you've known that your outfit choice today is doing something to your boyfriend from the looks he's been giving you. You like the attention, you're not gonna lie, and you can imagine what this night will lead to once you're back in the comfort of your own home, after making him stare at you all evening. However, what you didn't expect were the death glares he's been giving one of your male childhood friends who's been occupying you ever since you walked into that party. You know Jongho isn't the type to get jealous easily, but when he does he usually struggles with expressing it. However, you also know your boyfriend will usually do the right thing anyway, and so when he pulls you into the empty kitchen and locks the door behind himself, you expect him to simply tell you about his feelings. What you certainly do not expect is him backing you up against a counter with a possessive stare glued to your lips. "What's wrong...?" Kisses you instead of answering your question and makes your head spin from the way he runs his hands down your body alone. There's need and anger behind his actions, and in no time he has you pressed up against the kitchen counter, facing the wall now, both your pants and underwear pulled down just enough so he could fuck you from behind, teasing you with just his tip until he has you begging for more, and this really is just what he needed to alleviate his unnecessary feelings of jealousy...

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Warnings: fwb (friends with benefits), cursing, fem reader, pregnancy

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에이티즈 ! ୨ KEEP IT JUICY JUICY, EAT THAT LUNCH .ᐟ

⭑ Ateez with a chubby girlfriend .ᐟ

Ateez x chubby!fem!reader (individually)

Warnings ! Not edited :( I fear I went a little overboard with the drabbles in seonghwa’s part + lil suggestive in hongjoong’s at the end also some ethel cain vibes with yunho but we love that. I’ve got a sweet drabble for each members which will be posted soon :3

Mona’s notes ! Something soft for my darlings, I hope you enjoy. 3462k words…whoops. Feedback is welcomed! I’m always looking to improve my writing so don’t be afraid to be straightforward. Reblogs are appreciated! You might like; losing my innocence in the backseat.

✦. ── kim hongjoong .ᐟ 김홍중

𖤐 Joong would 100% design clothing for you all on his own, he knows some brands are blind when it comes to size inclusivity and he hates seeing you go from super excited to self conscious when you finally get the chance to shop for clothes.

𖤐 He’ll spend hours sketching out ideas, finding the right fabrics knowing you’re sensitive to certain materials. Plus this way, he gets to include small meaningful things into his designs that only you two know about, like his initials.

𖤐 He’d constantly remind you that society’s standards are a scam, joong will make it his life mission to make you feel like the most beautiful gorgeous person in the room not only with his designs but with his actions and words of affirmations.

𖤐 I feel like his favourite feature of you would be your waist. When he brings you to a fashion event or anything, he loves wrapping his arms around you so he could slowly and gently rub the side of your tummy.

𖤐 I also feel like if you’re taller than him, he’d be so smitten.

𖤐 Literal stars in his eyes when he looks at you, adoring that soft smile on his face like, “wow…she’s really my girlfriend”.

𖤐 LIKE He loves looking up at you with that cheeky grin, resting his chin on your shoulder he be like, “And what about it?” to anyone who comments on the height difference, “She’s my goddess, of course she’s taller.”

𖤐 If you’re ever feeling down, he will pull out his camera and convince you to model for him. “Trust me, babe, you’re stunning,” he’ll say, positioning you under the best light and capturing candid moments of you laughing or simply existing. Later, he’ll compile all the photos into a little book, labeling it My Favorite Masterpiece.

𖤐 ALSO OMFG

𖤐 Istg he’d wear your initials, either on a charm bracelet, rings, or necklace. He’s wear your full name with zero hesitation or shame but you insisted on the initials for now because of his job sigh.

𖤐 Lil suggestive BUT have you seen those videos of woman doing self portraits with their body? Like sitting on the canvas butt naked with paint on them and going over it to enhance it?

𖤐 YEAH SO imagine gifting him something like that, the outline of your sweet ass and hints of your camel toe drove him up the wall. He hugged the canvas to his body when San tried to see just what was on it that sent joong into a frenzy.

✦. ── park seonghwa .ᐟ 박성화

𖤐 My love, when Seonghwa first saw you it was as if you picked him up by his neck and claimed him as yours.

𖤐 On day one my man was hooked and wanted nothing more than to show you what devotion is.

𖤐 He’s a foodie so he will ensure you eat your meals and snacks daily. I feel like he’d prepare you an over the top dish and write cute notes with it if he’s out and can’t eat with you.

𖤐 Expect self care nights, he loves to take care of you both and pamper you ranging from bubble baths and skincare routines. I’ve got a small drabble for both;

𖤐 Bubble baths !

⤷ The warm water lapped at the sides of the tub as you leaned back against Seonghwa, bubbles piling high around you. It was peaceful, the scent of lavender and vanilla filling the air. Your eyes were half-closed when you felt the subtle shift of his arm behind you.

“What are you doing?” you asked, voice lazy with relaxation.

“Nothing,” he replied, though the playful lilt in his voice betrayed him.

A moment later, you felt it—bubbles being stacked atop your head, the slick slide of foam as he carefully shaped something.

“Seriously?” you laughed, sitting up slightly to catch his grin.

“Hold still,” he teased, leaning closer to perfect his work. His brows knit together in faux concentration, lips quirked up in amusement. “I’m almost done.”

You rolled your eyes playfully but let him continue, feeling the unmistakable shape of a shark fin forming. When he finally sat back to admire his creation, the pride on his face was impossible to ignore.

“There. Perfect,” he announced with a triumphant chuckle. “My very own bubble shark.”

You turned to face him, water sloshing gently as you scooped up a handful of foam. With a quick swipe, you smeared it across his nose and cheeks, earning a gasp of mock outrage.

“Now you’re next,” you said with a smirk.

𖤐 Skincare routine !

⤷ Seonghwa’s lap was warm beneath you, your knees resting on either side of his hips as you faced him. The faint glow of candlelight flickered across the room, casting a golden hue over the array of skincare products spread out on the table beside you. The soft cotton of the Light Fury headband around your head kept your hair neatly away from your face, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Seonghwa’s matching Toothless one.

“One second Princess,” he murmured, voice low and soothing as he smoothed the face mask over your cheeks with gentle fingers. His brow furrowed in concentration, tongue peeking out slightly as he carefully applied the cool, creamy mixture.

“You take this way too seriously,” you teased, though the fondness in your voice betrayed you.

“And you don’t take it seriously enough,” he countered, his lips quirking into a soft grin as he leaned back to admire his work. “There. Perfect.”

You smiled softly and but couldn’t hide the warmth in your chest as he reached for a towel to clean his hands. Before you could shift or move, his hands found their way to your waist, sliding slowly down to rest on your stomach.

The touch was light at first, his palms gliding up and down your sides, the warmth of his fingers seeping through your oversized shirt. Then he gave your tummy a soft, affectionate squeeze, his thumbs brushing over the gentle curves there.

“What are you doing?” you asked, your voice softer now, almost shy.

“Appreciating you,” he said simply, his gaze meeting yours with an honesty that made your breath catch. His hands continued their slow, loving exploration, his thumbs drawing lazy patterns as he squeezed you again, this time with a little more intention. “You’re so beautiful.”

You huffed a quiet laugh, trying to hide the way his words flustered you. “We’re supposed to be waiting for these masks to dry, not… whatever this is.”

“Waiting is boring,” he said with a sly smile, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to your nose. “This is better.”

You sighed, feigning exasperation, but melted into his touch as his hands stayed firm and comforting on your body, grounding you in the moment. The quiet hum of music in the background mixed with the sound of your breathing, and for a while, the world outside didn’t exist.

✦. ── jeong yunho .ᐟ 정윤호

𖤐 Just carve out his heart and eat it please. Let him become one with you.

𖤐 He’s the kind of man who views his love as sacred, almost religious. To him, loving you feels like fulfilling a divine purpose. You are his universe, his North Star, and he orbits around you willingly.

𖤐 He adores your softness—physically, emotionally, spiritually.

𖤐 He’s constantly touching you, whether it’s tracing circles on your thighs, resting his head against your stomach while lying on the couch, or pressing kisses to your arms while you cook.

𖤐 I’m telling you right now, yunho isn’t shy about expressing his love. He tells you daily, in ways that range from poetic declarations—“You feel like the home I’ve been searching for my whole life”—to soft-spoken affirmations, whispered against your ear when you wake up.

𖤐 He loves seeing you confident, but he thrives on the quiet moments when you’re vulnerable, trusting him enough to show the parts of yourself you usually hide. To Yunho, those moments are where your beauty shines brightest.

𖤐 To me, he’s more so protective than possessive on occasions, always prioritizing your comfort and well-being.

𖤐 Anyone who even tries to make a comment about your body in a negative way will be met with that cold, cutting stare. Yum.

𖤐 He wants to become one with you—not just physically but spiritually. He dreams of the day he can say, “This is the life we’ve built together.”

✦. ── kang yeosang .ᐟ 강여상

𖤐 Yeo-yeo is more of a subtle admirer, he is quiet about his affection but his actions speak volumes.

𖤐 He’d casually drape his jacket over your shoulder, pull you closer with an arm secure around your waist, and compliment you in ways that make your heart flutter.

𖤐 His eyes OMFG, he talks with his eyes. If you were out with friends having dinner or something and see him looking at you, you can easily interpret what he’s saying, “You look beautiful” or “Come here, I want to hold you.”

𖤐 He’s your personal photographer, and not those who stand in one place and take a picture no, he will do whatever to get the perfect shot. If he has to get on his knees or raise his arms while already standing on an elevated platform, he will.

𖤐 He loves capturing candid pictures of you. Whether it’s your soft smile, your laughter, or just the way you look at him, he treasures every photo. And when you criticize yourself in photos, he’ll firmly say, “What are you talking about? You look incredible, don’t you ever disrespect my girlfriend like that.”

𖤐 Also 🥹

𖤐 Yeosang remembers everything you tell him, no matter how insignificant you think it is. Months later, he’ll bring up that obscure snack you mentioned liking as a kid or a book you said you wanted to read, often surprising you with it. “You said you wanted this, right?” he’ll say casually, like it’s no big deal, even though you’re stunned he remembered.

𖤐 If you have a unique fashion sense, he doesn’t just hype it up, he matches your energy. He’ll subtly coordinate his outfits with yours, ensuring you both look like you stepped out of a fashion editorial without stealing your thunder TEHE.

𖤐 This made me cry but

𖤐 If you ever feel down or insecure, Yeosang’s words are like a balm. He’ll remind you of your strengths and beauty without hesitation, often framing his encouragement as a matter of fact. “You’re incredible. Anyone who doesn’t see that doesn’t deserve to know you.”

𖤐 While he’s fine with going out, his ideal date is staying in, curled up with you under a blanket while you watch a movie or talk for hours. He loves the intimacy of those quiet moments where it feels like the world is just the two of you.

✦. ── choi san .ᐟ 최산

𖤐 AGH I LOVE THIS MAN.

𖤐 He will NEVER miss an opportunity to tell you how beautiful you are. He’s the type to bombard you with compliments like, “You’re so cute” or “You’re so sexy,” often in the same breath.

𖤐 SAURRR MUCH PDA

𖤐 And he’s unapologetic about being affectionate in public. Whether it’s holding your hand, a thumb stroking your knuckles, full-on bear hugs, wrapping his arm around your waist, or outright kissing you in front of others, San LOVES showing the world how proud he is to have you.

𖤐 He loves wrapping his big arms around you from behind and holding your tummy in his hands, he’d sway you side to side just chilling on you like a koala. If you try to move, he’ll groan and pull you closer, mumbling with a pout, “nope, you’re stuck with me now.”

𖤐 I feel like he’d definitely tease you, he’ll poke your cheeks or pinch your sides and call you adorable, but he never crosses the line.

𖤐 How to keep it playful and always follows up with a sincere, “I love every part of you.”

𖤐 I also feel like if he ever found out he made you cry after teasing you, he’ll dig his own grave. he’d do everything in his power to make it up to you, but he’ll never be able to forgive himself or get rid of that ache in his heart :((

𖤐 If you jokingly ask him something like “can you even lift my weight?” he’ll bench you right there and then, no need to go to the gym to show you.

𖤐 He’s your biggest fan in everything you do. Whether it’s a hobby, work, or even just picking out an outfit, he’ll hype you up like you’re the greatest in the world. “That’s my girl!” he’ll shout playfully, clapping dramatically, making you laugh and blush at the same time.

𖤐 Yk despite his playful nature, San has a deeply emotional and nurturing side. On tough days, he’ll hold you close, stroking your hair and whispering affirmations. “You’re everything to me, you know that? I’m so lucky to have you.” His voice is calm and steady, grounding you in the warmth of his love.

𖤐 If you jokingly ask him something like “can you even lift my weight?” he’ll bench you right there and then, no need to go to the gym to show you.

⤷ “San, I don’t think you can lift me,” you teased, a mischievous grin playing on your lips.

His head snapped toward you, eyes wide with mock offense. “Oh, really? Is that a challenge?”

Before you could respond, he was on his feet, grabbing your hands and pulling you up with him. “San, no!” you squealed, laughing as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Too late,” he said with a playful smirk, easily hoisting you up bridal-style. “See? Light as a feather.”

You couldn’t stop laughing, your arms looping around his neck as he spun you around. “Okay, okay, I believe you!”

He set you down gently but didn’t let go, his arms still secure around your waist. Leaning in, he kissed your forehead softly. “Never doubt me again,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, but his eyes were filled with nothing but love.

𖤐 He’s so serious about you I can’t even type I’m blushing so hard bye.

✦. ── song mingi .ᐟ 송민기

𖤐 GIVE HIM A CHUBBY BADDIE AND HE WON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO HE’S THAT WHIPPED.

𖤐 Like he’s already smitten, but if you dress up or put in any effort, Mingi is left absolutely speechless, stammering out compliments like, “You… you’re literally the hottest person alive.”

𖤐 He LOVES cuddles and is all about physical affection. He’ll wrap himself around you like a blanket and tell you how soft and cozy you are, he loves pressing his cheek against yours and resting his hands on either your lower back or love handles, being close to you is his happy place, and he’ll never pass up a chance to cuddle.

𖤐 NUMBER ONE HYPE KING.

𖤐 He’ll randomly yell things like, “THAT’S MY BABY!” if you’re walking by him or just doing anything that makes you look confident.

𖤐 He loves boosting your self-esteem in the loudest, most Mingi way possible.

𖤐 I feel like you guys would have this little playful thing where he pretends he doesn’t know you and when walking past you he double takes, turning his body around to check out the bunda with them elevator eyes. He’d jog up to you and ask if you’ve got a boyfriend, also throwing in ‘mami’ mhm idc I said what I said.

𖤐 OOO he’d definitely bling you out so you’re matching. If he’s wearing a chain, you’re wearing a chain. If he got them rings on, so do you.

✦. ── jung wooyoung .ᐟ 정우영

𖤐 Woo is all about showing you off yessirrr.

𖤐 He’ll post pictures of you together on his social media with captions like, “My Queen 🤗” making sure everyone knows he’s proud of you. He’ll talk about you to his friends, constantly raving about how lucky he is. “Have you met her? She’s amazing,” he’ll brag to anyone who will listen — actually that doesn’t matter, he will make them listen.

𖤐 He loves cooking for you, especially if it means seeing you enjoy food without guilt or self-consciousness. “Food is meant to be enjoyed, babe,” he’ll say, feeding you bites of whatever he’s made. He’s adamant on making sure to remind you that there’s no need to feel guilty for indulging.

𖤐 OML ON THAT NOTE he’ll definitely spoon feed you, making sure it's not too hot by blowing on it and checking the temperature with his lips before feeding you (yk where this came from mhm)

𖤐 He’s always got your back and will defend you no matter what, wooyoung has zero tolerance for body shaming. If anyone makes a rude comment, he’ll roast them into oblivion and then reassure you and make sure their stupid comments don't get to you.

𖤐 Wooyoung is extremely protective of you, especially when it comes to anything that could affect your confidence or self-image.

𖤐 If anyone dares to make rude or body-shaming comments, he won’t hesitate to speak up. He’ll roast them in oblivion and make sure they know exactly where they stand. Afterward, he’ll be there for you, reassuring you and reminding you how beautiful you are, inside and out. “They don’t know what they’re talking about. You’re perfect, babe, and I love you

𖤐 He’s the type to always want to be physically close to you. Whether it’s holding your hand, resting his head on your shoulder, or wrapping his arm around you while watching a movie, he just loves being near you.

𖤐 He’ll even sneak up behind you for surprise hugs or kisses, just to make sure you know you’re loved. “I just want to hold you,” he’ll say, snuggling up to you on the couch or in bed.

✦. ── choi jongho .ᐟ 최종호

𖤐 Baby bear 🥹

𖤐 Jongho’s love isn’t loud or showy, but it’s steady and unwavering. He’s the type to show his devotion through actions rather than words.

𖤐 Whether it’s making sure you’re comfortable or going out of his way to do something thoughtful for you, he always lets you know that you’re a priority in his life without needing to shout it from the rooftops.

𖤐 Jongii is so incredible observant when it comes to you. He’ll remember your favorite foods, the things that make you laugh, and the small gestures that bring you joy.

𖤐 If you’re feeling a little off, he’ll notice it before you even mention it and do something to make you feel better, whether it’s bringing you a hot drink or quietly holding your hand. “I noticed you were quiet today,” he’ll say, his voice soft but concerned. “Is everything okay?”

𖤐 Jongho loves showing off his strength, but he’s soft with you. feeling down about your body, he’ll remind you of all the ways you’re amazing, saying things like, “Your body is strong and beautiful, just like you.”

𖤐 Jongho is a quiet romantic, and nothing says “I love you” to him more than sharing his music with you. He’ll often hum or sing softly when you’re together, his voice like a lullaby that wraps around you.

𖤐 Sometimes, he’ll even make up little songs just for you, serenading you in the most tender way. “You make me feel so lucky,” he might sing, smiling at you as you relax by his side. His voice is comforting, and hearing him sing just for you feels like a gentle, loving embrace.

𖤐 Jongho doesn’t need grand displays of affection to show you he cares; it’s in the little things. He’s the type to send you thoughtful texts during the day, reminding you to take care of yourself. If you’re feeling tired, he’ll offer to take on a chore for you, or if you’re out together, he’ll carry your bags without a second thought. His gestures might be small, but they’re full of meaning, and they’re his way of saying, “I love you and I’m here for you.”

𖤐 Honestly? When Jongho loves you, he loves you deeply. He’s not the type to fall in love lightly, and once he’s in, he’s all in. You’ll find him sharing little details about his life, his hopes, and dreams, trusting you with the parts of him he usually keeps hidden. “I’ve never been able to open up like this before,” he’ll admit, his voice sincere. “But with you… it feels easy.”

Copyright © 2023 whrfchnn! All fanfics belong to me and only me, I don’t give permission for my work to be translated, published to another site, or copied.

[lovelyuyu]

yunho x fem!reader

summary: you were just so needy, and yunho noticed. so he tells you to sit on his thigh. you can guess what comes next.

word count: 563 words.

warnings: thigh riding, pet names (darling, princes, pretty, etc), readers genitals are referred too as pussy, cunt, etc, pleasure dom yunho.

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i’m thinking about pleasure dom yunho… he would notice how you’re squirming in your spot next to him on the couch, while you both are just talking about your day normally.

he starts wondering if you have been pent up for the last few days. of course, with both of you at work, it’s so hard to get time to yourselves. but, today, you both are lucky.

“you alright, darling? yunho asked you, looking over at you with pretend concern in his eyes.

“i’m okay! why wouldn’t i be okay…” you said with a laugh, unconsciously pressing your thighs together again.

yunho just smiled, and placed his feet on the ground, stretching back.

this gave you a view of his crotch, and my god, you nearly moaned right then and there.

“come sit here, pretty.” he said, patting his thigh. god, you were going to lose your mind. but of course, you listened.

you shuffled over to yunho, and sat down carefully. once you were fully seated, yunho put his hands on your hips.

“are you needy, baby?” he looked up at you, because this is the only time that you look taller than him— when you’re sitting on his lap.

“mhm…” is all you could let out, too shy to use your words properly.

“oh princess, you don’t need to be shy with me. i’m your yuyu, hm?” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“my yuyu… im so needy.” you whined, wanting to move your hips but not doing it until yunho says you can.

“mm, i know you are baby. move for me, hm? make yourself feel good, darling. i’ll help you.”

and that he did. you started rocking your pussy against him, feeling yourself getting more and more turned on. fuck, you were so close, and you only just started.

yunho eventually helps you move your hips, because you were getting tired. and oh… yunho does such a good job at helping you move your hips, you’re suddenly closer then you already wore. so much more closer.

“are you gonna cum, darling? gonna make a mess on my thigh?” yunho said with a slightly rough voice, getting so turned on from pleasuring you. “i bet your cunt is so wet, baby.”

that made you whine and moan again, as you have been this entire time.

“yuyu, im… im gonna cum!” as soon as you heard him give you permission to cum, you did as you were told. you came so hard against his thigh, your clit started becoming more and more sensitive as you kept going.

you stopped shortly after, leaning down against yunhos chest. yunho soothed you, rubbing your back and whispering nice words to you.

then you started laughing against this chest. and to say yunho was confused is an understatement.

“what’s so funny, princess?” he giggled as well, thinking that you’re so adorable.

“i haven’t- haven’t came that hard in a while” you choked on your laugh slightly, giggling again because of that reason alone.

“god, you’re so cute.” he had such a big smile on his face. he loves when you’re giggly like this. “do you want me to run us a bath?” he asked.

“a bath? baby, i’m not done yet.”

and yunho wasn’t surprised at all when you said that. he knew you loved to cum over and over again.

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i hope y’all liked this one :33

[yeosbbm]

A helping hand..

Smut | MDNI

starring: roommate! yunho x roommate! reader

genre: (somewhat-fluffy) smut, friends to lovers, revealed feelings

summary: the company you work at has been overworking you leading to you being stressed and burnt out. you can hardly even keep up with your own life anymore ! however, your roommate yunho notices this and decides to help you destress.

warnings/prevs: service/pleasure dom yunho, big focus on his hands, massaging, light choking, fingering, oral (fem received),, overstim, praise, protected piv, there’s a moment that seems like the smut will start but it’s a tease 😭

A/n: motivation for writing this is an old yunho live + reread studio sessions and it gave me ideas, but enjoy ! Ciao 🤍

Your eyes have a droning ache to them and are beginning to burn a bit from staring at a screen. Back aches from sitting at your desk for many hours begins to set in and you feel soo cold despite the cardigan you chose to wear.

You’re mindlessly typing at all the documents your boss has forced onto you due to 3 coworkers randomly taking a vacay.

You’ve doubled your hours and tripled your workload. Barely having time to take care of yourself or hang out with your roomie yunho. You’ve had to blow him off so many times because of this overbearing schedule.

You needed a break from the eyesore of files so you open your emails. Big mistake, hundreds of emails with “URGENT” load making you groan and have your head fall into your hands.

“Hey y/n ! I didn’t think you’d still be in the office.” Your coworker chirps to you. You look up from your hands, eyes low and barely able to curl the corner of your lips into a greeting smile. “Woah you look….”

“Terrible, yea I know it’s the 15 hours of being awake.” You mumble. “Wait have you…not clocked out yet.” her eyes are wide in shock, you’ve been here since before opening time up until after hours.

“..was supposed to leave like 3 hours ago but, boss sent another folder of docs to go through.” You can barely keep your eyes open.

Minutes of persuasion later, your coworker finally convinces you to head home. You trudged your way there, body feeling spent. You finally get to your shared apartment and open the door. Yunho had been waiting for you in the living room.

“Finally I was worried, what kept you at work so late ?” Yunho stood from the couch rushing to you. He takes your work bag and helps you take your cardigan off.

“I already told you Yunho, ‘have to work overtime because 3 people called off.” You’re stumbling a bit taking your shoes off, and Yunho looks you up and down concerned.

You looked washed of all color and personality, your eyes lost their spark, an overall tired look. In Yunho’s eyes you’ll always be pretty no matter what; but it hurt him to see his bsf that he loves deeply cares about the most so overworked.

“I made some dinner go wash up and if you have energy left eat a bit.” He watches you slowly step to the bathroom.

After your shower you head into the living room. Yunho sees you emerge from the hallway and plop yourself on the couch. You look better and refreshed, but still have a burnt out expression. He brings you your dish.

While lifting your arms up to grab the dish from him you wince and groan. Your shoulders in pain from the terrible office chair posture you’ve been stuck in for the past 5 days.

“God my back and shoulders are killing me.” You sit the dish down and begin to eat. He can’t stand to see you like this. He sits close by you, and runs his large hands across your shoulders and runs them down your back. You sigh from comfort, which encourages Yunho to run his hands back up to your shoulders and begin to massage.

But..the breaths and small noises you’re letting out are making Yunho…feel a type of way. The way you’re being so pliant with a face of pure submission. Then the kicker comes.

“Harder…” you say while adjusting your back.

“W-what huh.” Yunho double takes and pauses.

“Harder please.., add more pressure.” His face is red , is he really getting worked up from some words and noises out of you. Your attire doesn’t help either, a tshirt of his and some fitted shorts. “Oh..ok..” Yunho presses a bit harder and runs his longs finger deeper into your shoulder’s muscle tissue.

“So good..I needed this so bad.” You whisper, tilting your head so Yunho could have more space to massage. You’re unknowingly driving him crazy . He just wants to take all your stress and pains away by making you feel good..even if it’s just by his hands alone.

He wonders how much relief he can give you by moving his hands down into your shorts. Making you relax by massaging and filling your cunt with his fingers.

“Y/n…I want..” Before he can finish he notices you’ve gone extremely quiet and your breathing slowed. You’re asleep. Damn it. All he could do is sigh and carry you to bed.

——————-

Today was finally your day off, or it was supposed to be.

Earlier in the day you and Yunho were sat together on the couch watching tv. You’re leaned into his shoulder and had both of your hands on your lap. Every now and again..you’d glance at his hands.

They were on top of yours, lightly stroking your pinky with his thumb. They were so big and pretty. You liked Yunho’s hands. Holding them, him helping you with your hair, they’re just so satisfying you start to wonder what else he could do with them.

But those thoughts get shut down quick when your phone buzzes with a message. It’s from your boss.

“There’s a meeting from 5pm to 10pm. It’s your day off but we need more members to come. Be there.”

Yunho glances and sees the message. “Ugh, can’t believe how much of an asshole your boss is.” He sees you taking quick looks at your work bag. “God (y/n) don’t go please.”

“But Yunho what if it’s urgent or serious.” You sigh.

“It’s your day off. You’ve been working almost everyday for the past few weeks. You’re literally drained and sleep deprived.”

“I know but…” You know it wouldn’t be wise to go but you fear how your integrity is viewed at the office.

“But nothing…you’re not going.” Yunho now got a text on his phone. “Shit I forgot.” He pauses the tv and heads to the shoe rack to toss on sneakers. “ Jongho needs me to go by the guy’s place and help with his car.”

You get up to open the door for him. But he stops you mid step and opens it himself. “When I get back you better still be here resting and not at that stupid meeting.” He says sternly pointing a finger. “Understood ?” “Fine..understood.”

You tried staying put at you two’s apartment you really did. Distracting yourself with your phone + tv. But your boss kept sending text after text and update after update. One specific text had your attention however. “Your position will be threatened if you don’t come.”

Despite wanting to respect Yunho’s wishes. You get dressed and head over to the office.

——————-

It’s been 3 hours. You feel regret for even sitting your ass down into this office chair to be at this meeting. You’ve gotten a text but weren’t able to open it since the meeting required high attention from everyone involved.

Your boss leaves for a quick phone call and everyone else is immersed in their paperwork. You pull your phone from your pocket and see the message you had missed.

“Get back home, right now.”

Could he really be mad at you for heading in for a meeting on your day off ?

A secretary comes in. “Hey y/n someone has called for your dismissal, something about an emergency.” Oh wow.

You leave the meeting early and begin to head home. Once again, feet and back hurting, worn out from the 3 hours you were present for in the meeting.

You get home and Yunho was there waiting, but something was different. His demeanor was as serious as his text.

You start removing your coat and kick off your shoes. “Sorry Yun I know you said not to go but it seemed so urgent.” While hanging your coat up you wince because once again, your body is overwhelmed from the lack of sleep, being stuck to an office chair, and walking to and from work.

Yunho notices your discomfort immediately, and how you’ve overworked yourself.

“Sit down.” he opens his legs, leans down and pats the space on the floor. You look around confused but head your way over. You finally sit and Yunho let’s out a big sigh and begins lightly rubbing up and down your back.

“So tense..” He whispers feeling out your back. His touches this time wakes something in you. He adds more pressure, you can feel his fingers press and rub. “You know you work so hard…but never give yourself time to unwind…..can you relax for me ?” A tinge of arousal sits in your lower half.

He starts rubbing your shoulders in a strong round motion, eliciting a gentle noise out of you. He brings his hands up to your neck, carefully rubbing it, it feels so sensitive you begin to let out hums of satisfaction.

Then he ghosts his hands down your back, onto your thighs. “You must be sore here too, hm ?” He rubs into your thighs flesh. “Fuck…” You squirm a bit, “Hold still for me.”

After him rubbing and pressing into your thighs with his large hands, you’re officially wet. His soft words and touch has you feigning for more.

“Yunho…please.”

“I can’t give you what you want unless you tell me.” He says, ghosting his hand closer to your clothed cunt.

“Use your fingers on me..” He’s been waiting for this, now he can truly make you feel good and have you unwind. “Go ahead and take your bottoms off for me.”

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You’re sat in the same place between Yunho’s legs faced away from him but now your bottoms are gone and legs are spread.

He’s behind you arm reached down carefully finger fucking your cunt. His long thick fingers filling you so well. They reach places inside you can’t even reach with your own.

You can hear his fingers go in and out from you, his fingertips rubbing and pressing on the right spot inside. “Such a mess for me,, my good girl.” Your arousal is spread from your inner thighs onto his hand. You’ve came about twice by now.

You’re moaning loud, please’s and yes’s spilling from your mouth. Yunho doesn’t want a noise complaint from nosy neighbors, so he brings 2 of his fingers from his free hand into your mouth. “Sssh baby.”

You’re leaned back, head resting on his thigh clenching around his fingers at this point. “So close aren’t you,,,go ahead cum on my fingers again.” A few more pumps into your cunt and you cum, some more arousal leaking onto his hand.

You look down and see the mess. Embarrassment starts to run through you. Not because of what you’re doing and who it’s with, but because you’ve never been so exposed and vulnerable with Yunho before.

“Aah no no you’re thinking too hard.” He kisses the top of your head. “ ‘supposed to be relaxing for me right baby ?” He picks you up and carries you into his bedroom and strips himself of his clothes.

All you have left on is your button up shirt and bra. Yunho gets back on the bed and hovers over you.

“…Yun..kiss me.” He leans down and kisses you roughly. Starting with bruising kisses into him letting his tongue in your mouth; unbuttoning your shirt while kissing you and you remove your bra.

He takes opened mouthed kisses down your neck into the space between your tits. He starts to grab one with his hand and nips and sucks on the other, he kisses further down and finally gets to your cunt.

He doesn’t tease or waste time, he’s already lapping and eating you out. Bringing his tongue in and out your hole and swirling his tongue around your clit. Occasionally bringing 3 fingers in and pressing kisses onto your bundle of nerves. “Need to make you dumb, can’t let you think about that shitty job again.”

Within an hour…3 times. He makes you cum 3 more times and swallows your release and orgasm each time. You’re cunt is sensitive now, every lick and touch of his tongue has your hips jerking up and mouth agape. You can’t let it end this way though.

“Your cock…lemme cum on it.” Yunho’s head is spinning, it’s already one thing he has you dumb from his mouth and hands alone..he can’t believe you’re asking for his cock. He gets up and grabs a condom from his drawer, tears the packaging with his teeth and slides it on.

He softly kisses you a couple times, “Breathe ok..relax…” He aligns himself and pushes his cock in. He begins with slow long drags of his cock, placing his fingers on your neck and they wrap around it oh so perfectly. Seeing your eyes roll back makes him start snapping his hips.

“This is what you needed right, to be fucked dumb..forget all your responsibilities while on my cock.” You’re a babbling mess. His thick cock stretching you so good and rubbing against that spot just like how his fingers did. “So good Yunho fuckk”. Your whimpers begin to grow louder, he leans down to kiss you and swallow your moans and pants.

You can feel the building up of sensations deep inside. You didn’t have much time to last and Yunho knew it. “Is my good girl about to cum.” You nod slowly, focusing on how the tight knot of pleasure in you was about to burst. He starts pounding you, the beds beginning to rock.

“About to cum…I’m almost there.” you breathe out.

He can feel your walls clamping tighter and tighter. “Cum with me..cum with me and let all your worries go.” After a couple more erratic thrust you cum all over his cock. His orgasm coming close behind, his hips stutter and he releases in the condom.

After a few moments of panting, Yunho carries you into the bathroom sitting you on the counter and takes a rag to clean you both up a bit. He leaves for a bit and comes back dressed into pjs holding a tall glass of water and some of your pjs.

“I’ll make us something to eat and after we can take a nap so you can rest, ok ?” You nod and take the water from him.

“Meet me in the kitchen when you’re all done .” While he’s walking out you tug his shirt back and lean into him. You kiss Yunho before he leaves the bathroom.

While getting ready to make you both a quick meal, he sees your phone that you left on the counter. It’s multiple texts from your boss. So many rude, demanding messages.

Then bam, your boss is calling. And Yunho decides to pick up.

“Finally you answer your damn phone, we need you because we’re a person short for our next presentation Monday so bring yourself right bac-” Yunho hangs up on him.

You wander into the kitchen asking who it was he was on the phone with.

“Oooh nobody.” He strokes your face and lands a kiss before continuing to prepare your meals.

[yunhohattyu]

𝐹𝒶𝓉𝑒'𝓈 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁 {pt1}

pairing:idol!yunho x fem.reader

genre: romance, strangers to lovers, fate`s call, maybe there will be smut?

SUMMARY: Yunho noticed that Y/N often came to ateez fan meetings, and you asked him a lot of interesting and funny questions. He also got to know you well at every fan meeting. And one day, he gradually began to have other feelings for you… He felt butterflies flutter in his stomach at the sight of you! but he was still an idol, but.. It didn't work with you.He was falling in love with you.He fell in love with an innocent sweet girl<3

★ ПРИМЕЧАНИЕ АВТОРА  | : Это будет мой первый фанфик, и я думаю, что я благополучно допишу его до конца! и если будут какие-то ошибки, пожалуйста, имейте в виду, что английский не мой родной язык, и это мой первый фанфик? или можно сказать 2! Надеюсь, вам понравится и вы подарите ему много любви :) Я также обещаю, что будет 2,3 части ! Я скоро выпущу часть 2, ждите обновления! И если вы хотите, чтобы я вас отметила, дайте мне знать, напишите в кометах . Я думаю, вам понравилось. Спасибо всем, если вы дочитали до этого момента! :) я люблю вас<33

He saw you in the queue again. Your eyes shone every time you spoke. his heart started beating faster when you approached.He tried to stay calm, but he could feel his cheeks turning a barely noticeable pink. You talk to him about everything! He got to know you well, and you got to know him.They rarely saw you in the store, and I thought you lived nearby...

When it was your turn, he squeezed the marker a little harder when he signed the poster. "Hi," he said, trying to keep his voice level, but his look said, "are you an owl here?"

-"Yes," you smiled, slightly embarrassed, but you remained confident. - you know that I will always come if there is an opportunity.

It kept happening, he always greeted you with a sweet smile, and he got a little upset when it time comes to an end.but one day he couldn't anymore, whenever he saw you in a crowd, or anywhere else, butterflies would soar in his stomach.But he was still an idol!

-"you said you moved here. Are you used to it already?" You nodded.

-"Yes, but sometimes it can be difficult. especially when you're away from your family.." His gaze became a little serious. "you're strong. I can see that. But…It's hard to live alone"

You felt his fingers lightly touch your arm. It was so wrong for fanmitting, you thought. He held your hand for longer than he should have, and his eyes said things he couldn't say. "You know… after fan meeting ," he began slowly, as if weighing every word, "I'd like to talk to you. but… so that no one else knows"

His voice became a little quieter, almost a whisper -"Can you wait for me at the entrance? fanmeeting is almost over.."

Ты кивнула в замешательстве, не совсем понимая, что происходит. После этого ты встала и пересела на другой стул рядом с Минги. Ты была в замешательстве, ты не разговаривала с ним гладко, твой мозг все еще не мог отфильтровать слова Юнхо. Затем ты вышла из здания в 6:42, ты думала, что он выйдет в то же время, но там было много фанатов. и ты пошла в кафе, которое было неподалёку, чтобы перекусить. Ты думала о его словах там, он был серьезен? почему? Почему? Почему? ПОЧЕМУ Я??

late evening

You're standing on the street.

The cold wind ruffles your hair slightly, and you're already starting to wonder if you've understood it correctly. But then a tall figure in a mask and a warm jacket steps out of the shadows . "Did you come?" -Yunho asked in a low but confident voice -"I'm sorry if I kept you waiting a long time.. here… cold. And there are too many people"

He looked at you and then at the people around you. "We…Can we go to your place? If you don't mind, of course! If you don't mind!"he waved his hands because there was no other way out, because any passerby could recognize him if he wanted to go to a cafe or restaurant . You blinked in surprise. To you? Home? now? At night? At this hour of the day? TO YOUR HOUSE? aha very good!

"Oh, of course…" -you began, feeling your tongue slur, -"I'm… just surprised that you're asking for this. Is everything okay?" His eyes looked into yours. "It's okay. simply….It'll be easier this way"

The drive home was quiet until you said -"Um..understand..it's so weird..And, we're going to my house now… Why did you say to wait for you at the entrance anyway?" - you asked, trying to stay calm he smiled slightly, did not answer right away

-"I'll explain when we get there," his words only increased your excitement -"and I'm sorry if I confused you.."

"ah, it`s okay! dont worry!" -You said nervously

At your house

You close the door while he takes off his shoes. his movements are a little nervous, but he tries to look calm. and he makes a mental note that your house is not far from KQ. And at that time you were thinking, "I've brought an idol home now.. And we're here, and I'm not sure what he wants from me! what a beautiful and understandable life I have" and u smiled. "Do you want some water?" - you suggested, feeling your voice sound a little louder than usual. "Yes, please," you nodded, and told him to sit on the couch. Your house wasn't big, there was a hotel, a kitchen, and a bedroom and bathrooms.

he was sitting looking around the house and the decors, and then when you brought the water, he took it, saying "thank you." He was sitting staring at one point, his fingers tapping the glass slightly nervously. "So…everything okay? What did you want to tell me?" you were sitting next to him on the couch.But you kept your distance. He froze. "i`m..- He swallowed, trying to collect his thoughts - do you remember our first fan meeting? when you asked me that funny question about the key," you nodded and smiled "I thought at the time that you were just another sweet fan. But then…. I started to notice that I always liked talking to you, I felt like every time you came, I had…- He covered his face with his hand, embarrassed- I'm happy, as if butterflies start to fly in my stomach at the sight of you"

You looked at him in surprise. "I tried to remind myself that I'm an idol, and that it's wrong. but…It doesn't work with you," -and he continued- "there were a lot of attractive fans, but I always reminded myself that I'm an idol, I can't do that. And when I saw you, I said that too, but…But it doesn't work, I… I can't."

He took your hands, his fingers were warm, slightly trembling. "you… Somehow, you've become more than just a fan for me. I can't ignore it. I can't ignore my feelings. I think…-he added almost in a whisper:- "I'm falling in love with you."

he froze, looking at you carefully, trying to understand your reaction. at that moment, your brain ceased to exist… What did he just say? Have you fallen in love? Into whom? Into you? how? ME? can not be

"I am…I don't understand, it's so sudden -you look at his hands holding yours- "and you really are an idol. and.. I don't understand how quickly you fell in love with me… I haven't had a relationship before…and in general"

You blush, and of course he notices. His hands were still holding yours, though his fingers were shaking slightly. He froze for a second, and then, hearing your words, he only blushed deeper. His gaze became confused, but gentle. "me..I know it sounds sudden," he began softly. "I'm an idol. I shouldn't do that…to feel and fall in love. You have no idea how hard it is to hold back," he loosened his grip a little, as if he was afraid he might scare you, but immediately covered your palm with his hand. "it didn't happen fast, trust me. I do not know when it started. Maybe at the third fan meeting, when you asked me that question, what's my favorite song?Or when you said that you dreamed of becoming a dancer, and I saw how your eyes were burning?" He paused, smiling nervously He exhaled, and started to turn it down a little "I know it might be weird for you. especially if you haven't been in a relationship before. And you know… I didn't expect you to feel the same way. but if at least some of what I said resonates with you, I want to give it a chance… If you want to, of course. I don't want to put pressure on you. it's simple… -Smiling shyly, he says,- "That's all I can say right now"

you look at him with obvious shock, you don't respond because your brain has ceased to exist! Your brain still can't filter out what he just said. But Yunho couldn't help himself and said - "If you keep quiet, I'll stop breathing now." He said, still looking at you with tenderness

Then you answered

-"Yunho..I know, it's just that it's really weird…But I've always liked you, I've always liked you so much, and now too, I never thought that I could become more than just a fan for you.. if your intentions are serious, then… Can I say yes?" Approaching, you smiled playfully

He quickly replied, "If that's what you want too, I'll be glad to hear yes, but it's more important to me that you want it too."

Then you'll say, "What do you want next?"

and he answers thoughtfully, -"I am..I want to be the person you can always rely on. And I promise that I will give you the greatest happiness. And I will always love you. Do you think you want to go on a date with me on Sunday? Are we going to have dinner, or are we going to the park?"turns over playfully

"I'm ready! but you will go out in public with me, and everyone can recognize you.. And it's not a good idea, I don't want you to get into trouble because of me… So what do you think about having dinner at home? I'll cook you a meal."

he looks and smiles as if after all these years he could pick up a bright star in his arms, his eyes sparkled, and he smiled softly at you. And he said, "y/n come closer."

and you sit a little close to him and he holds you by the back of the head and bends over slowly and says "can i.." you nod and he kisses you so softly, as if you were breaking down, he kisses you softly, gently. and he pulls back and blushes quickly, saying, "I'm sorry… I didn't want to..I just…"

But when you say "no, it's okay. it was good" and he understands that he wants something, but he doesn't want to rush it, then you offer him an idea.

Part 2 will be coming soon!

thank you for reading to the end, like and repost! <33!!!!

[dancinglikebutterflywings]

500 Followers = 500 Words: Yunho

-> Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader

-> Requested by: Anon

-> Prompt: 02 - “I like being close to you.” 

-> Warnings: Yunho being unusually clingy. Kissing. Pure cheese.

-> Word Count: 546

-> Request: Closed.

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To Y/N's surprise Yunho has been more touchy than normal throughout their day together. It started from the moment she woke up his arms were wrapped tightly around her. It took a while to convince him to get up but when they did, he had his hands on her, whether they were placed on her shoulders, her arms, her waist, her hips, or knees. He was touching her in some way. 

As the day progressed, his gentle touches and hand holding turned into enveloping hugs and kisses that seemed to convey everything that remained unspoken. Each time he pulled her close, she can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a reassuring reminder that they were together again after a long month of being apart. 

Now, as they enjoy a walk after dinner together, the physical intimacy between them continues. Yunho and Y/N's fingers are entwined, he swings their arm back and forth as they walk down the street towards the hotel they're staying at. 

"I didn’t realize you could be this affectionate," Y/N says with a gentle smile, hoping her teasing tone is taken lightly. 

“I like being close to you,” he replies with a chuckle. "And I’ve really missed you. We’ve never been apart this long before."  

“I missed you too,” she says bringing his hand to her lips and kisses the back of it. “I’m so glad to be here with you, even if it’s just for 48 hours." 

“Being apart has made me realise how much I want and need you around,” he says, their conversation taking on a more serious tone. “I didn’t realize how much I rely on you,” he adds and stops walking, forcing her to also stop and turn to face him. 

“Yunho…” she begins, her voice barely above a whisper, unsure of how to word the emotions going through her. Feeling the weight of his words, she resonates with them, feeling the same way that he does.  

He takes a step closer. Their bodies touching, she can feel the heat radiating from him and the light thud of his heart. “You don’t have to say anything. I just want you to know that this time apart has been hard but I think it was needed for me to realize just how much I do love and appreciate you.” 

With tears welling in her eyes, she nods in agreement. They'd become so reliant on each other that they had been taking it for granted. “I feel the same way.” 

Yunho’s gaze softens as he reaches up and wipes away a tear that had fallen. “Do you think this is what they meant when they said distance makes the heart grow fonder?” 

“I hope so,” she smiles, wrapping her arms around him, hugging him tightly. “I love you, so much." 

“I love you, so much, too” he replies, kissing the top of her head, hugging her back just as tightly. “Should we continue our way back to the hotel?” he asks after a minute or so passes. “I would love to have a shower and then snuggle up in bed and watch a movie,” he suggests. 

“Sounds perfect,” she agrees as she steps back and pulls him into a kiss before the continue their walk back to the hotel.

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February Filth Fest - Day 10

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Pairing: Yunho x Mingi x fem!reader Prompt: Threesome WC: 3.3k Summary: Mingi and Yunho have been friends for a long time. Best friends. You were the new variable. The outsider. So you took it upon yourself to make sure you weren’t pushing any boundaries with your boyfriend’s best friend. So why don’t you trust Yunho when he says Mingi doesn’t mind? TW/CW: Protected and Unprotected intercourse, (dubiously consented) voyeurism,  very very brief m x m, oral (both receiving), pet names (reader: my(our) girl, honey, darling, pretty) (mingi: princess)(yunho: yunnie, yuyu), cumming inside, cumming on chest, overstimulation, traffic light system, hint at eventual poly!yungi x reader

despite all the warnings i think this one is actually pretty tame?

The joke started when Mingi caught you and Yunho mid-heavy petting making post-sex brunch. Bacon sizzling away in the stove Yunho had sat you up on the counter, your legs wrapping around his waist, his face smashed into your collarbone. He’d wandered into the kitchen fluffy haired and still wiping sleep from his eyes as you were mid-moan, legs pulling Yunho towards you and your head back in ecstasy with your arms stretched up the cabinets at your back. A picture of new lovers making the most of every fleeting second. The way you yelped Mingi’s name as your vision locked on the interloper, clinging to Yunho’s larger form, he never forgot. “Mingi doesn’t mind,” Yunho laughed, holding you tight to him and continuing to nuzzle your neck. “Do you Mingi?” “No I-I just smelled the bacon. I don’t mind.”

It continued when the three of you went to the movies together. It was a nicer theater with large reclining chairs. You’d started the movie sitting chastely with the middle armrest down between you and Yunho leaving space to rest a shared bucket of popcorn and large soda. As the lights dimmed and the theater remained nearly deserted, Yunho passed the snacks to the slightly larger separation between himself and Mingi. Pushing the armrest up he pulled you onto his lap, curling his arms around you, snuggling you back into his chest. Losing interest in the movie quickly he turned his attention to teasing you. Tickling your knee, dragging his fingers up your inner thigh, snaking his hand just barely under your shirt, anything to feel you squirm and giggle and break your focus. Of course he was careful to not disturb the other patrons, seated far away with their backs to you. It wasn’t until an errant breath to the back of the neck sent you rocketing forward, fighting his grasp, that you noticed Mingi. Hands in his lap, almost studying you as you wriggled back into Yunho’s lap. “Yuyu- we’re bothering Mingi,” you whisper, eyes still locked with Mingis. Kissing your earlobe, he smiles and winks at his friend. “Mingi doesn’t mind, do you Mingi?” He coughs, shrugging, pulling the popcorn closer into his lap. He wasn’t bothered at all.

As you got used to their close relationship you got more bold. The checkins less frequent. Not much regarding your PDA seemed to bother Mingi in the slightest, despite his glances. You’d gotten indiscreet but you didn't know how far you’d strayed until one hazy night. Neither one of you was thinking very clearly, stumbling to his bedroom, loosening clothes and locking lips. In your defense it was dark, you’d assumed Yunho had closed his bedroom door before diving between your thighs. Even then, supposedly Mingi was “out” until late so you two had full usage of the apartment. Kneeling on the bed with Yunho standing behind you shaking the entire bed frame with each thrust you were louder than ever. “Fuck Yunho, shit, you’re so fucking huge. Feels like you’re in my stomach.” Each drive of his hips deep into you seems to punch your diaphragm, leaving you gasping and clawing into the sheets. Arm circling your hip he pulls you up to him, using you like a ragdoll. One hand pinching your nipple the other working your clit you have no choice but to let him manhandle you. “Gonna cum for me princess?” Yunho grunts, your cunt clamping down around him. “Yeah,” your coo breathlessly, “just don’t stop. Don’t stop fucking me just like that.” In one instant your whole body clenches, thighs, stomach, arms, chest, and then releases, head lolling backwards against him. Flooding him with your juices, your vision swims and you see it. A form in the doorway clearly watching you. The streetlight catching the intensity of his gaze has you squeezing down on Yunho’s cock again, ripping a groan from your throat. Guilt flooding your stomach you cum again, harder, vision blacking out, relying completely on Yunho's strength to keep you up. “Mingi?” Snapping to your senses your clamber to cover yourself. Yunho’s arm crossed over your chest and large palm still hovering over your pelvis he had you mostly covered as he continued to chase his high. “Mingi doesn’t mind. Do you Mingi?” “I’m good,” the man in the doorway mumbles, hands stuffed in his pockets. “Just needed to use the bathroom.” “Just close the door while you’re there would you? My girl’s a little shy.” Yunho lets you go, torso collapsing back into the downy comforter, grabbing your waist, pinning your mid-back under his palms. You can barely lift your eyes to meet Mingi’s as crosses the threshold to grab the doorknob. You don’t want to make any noise, you don’t want to disrupt him any more than you already have, the heat of embarrassment stings your cheeks but you can’t help the noises punched out of your throat. The twist in your gut adds to the arousal. “Yunho!” You cry, eyes still locked with Mingis as the door clicks shut. Balls slapping your clit he pistons impossibly blisteringly fast, emptying into the condom with a deep groan. Collapsing on top of you, rolling you both to the side he cradles you, stroking your arm. “I’m so sorry babe, I could’ve sworn-you’re okay right?” “Yeah, yeah,” you pant, “I’m fine. I’m just worried about…him.” “Don’t. Mingi said he doesn’t mind. I’d know.”

Mingi snaps the bathroom door shut. This was not how his night was supposed to go. He’d heard you and Yunho get home from your date, even glimpsing some of your hot and heavy petting in the hallway. That’s when he should’ve turned around and returned to his room to blast music in his noise canceling headphones. But he was lonely and he was desperate and he was going to make a dumb irrevocable decision. Sat on the living room couch he tortured himself with your moans, letting his imagination get the better of him. Refusing to touch himself as punishment he barely breathed, craning to hear the smaller noises, the whimpers and sighs that weren’t for anyone but yourself. He wanted to be the source of those noises so badly it burned. He couldn’t help but get closer, tiptoeing in the hall towards the door. That was the worst miscalculation of all, assuming the door would be shut. Carelessly flung wide he could see the light from the window leaking just passed the frame. Mingi should’ve turned around right then, hightailed it to his bedroom to rub one out with the use of his imagination. But he’d come so far, he had to. He had to see. Keeping to the shadows he barely had to peak around the door to see you. Hands spread wide, arms long into the comforter, hair pulled messily off the side of your face, lips caught wide and pouty. The curve of your spine highlighted in the warm street light leading up to your ass, jiggling with each thrust. Yunho's hands grip the fronts of your thighs for support. “-feels like you’re in my stomach.” Mingi feels dizzy listening to you praise your boyfriend. Shoving his hand in the pocket of his sweats he grabs his erection, throbbing painfully. As he stares he feels the heat of being watched, eyes flicking to Yunho for only a second his guilty conscious swears that Yunho is watching him. But his friend makes no indication of stopping. Instead, Yunho growls and pulls you up to him, almost displaying you to Mingi. He keeps your most intimate parts covered just barely with his limbs, arm crossing over to squeeze the opposite nipple, hand cupping your sex using it as an excuse to provide extra stimulation. Mingi shakes his head, begging any gods he can think of to help him stay strong, pinching his lips between his teeth. Watching you get defiled is like watching flowers bloom, petals slowly unfurling into a beautiful colorful blossom. Yunho looks straight at Mingi, “gonna cum for me princess?” There is no room for interpretation. Mingi stands there stunned as Yunho grins at him with you none the wiser. You, falling apart in your boyfriend's arms and Mingi falling apart in his best friend's gaze, his cock throbbing as he gasps. Your eyes and his lock. He’s fucked. He’s so fucked. You say his name so sweetly as your hands grab Yunho's arm in shock. Mingi cums untouched in his pants. “Mingi doesn’t mind. Do you Mingi?”

After that night Mingi avoids you at all costs. Listening at his door for your footsteps. Doing his best to track your location in the house at all times. He can’t do it. He can’t be in the same room as you. The amount he’s replayed that night in his mind, the amount of times he’s replaced Yunho’s face with his own, he can’t look at you again. He doesn’t deserve to look at you again.

After that night you can’t stop thinking about Mingi. He invades your thoughts every time you cum, the look on his face seared to your memory. The white hot shame in your gut fueling your most intense orgasms. It had crossed your mind before, having two guys at once but you’d quickly tossed it out as a far fetched fantasy. Best left for late night incognito tabs. Now it was so tantalizingly close. Still, with your boyfriend's best friend? Your boyfriend’s hot and single best friend? Dangerous. Too dangerous. Even so, you can’t help fantasizing while Yunho fucks you. Bouncing you on his cock, his fingers dragging over your tongue, how could you not think how nice it would be to something heavier and thicker filling your mouth.

Lazing in bed Yunho finally has had enough of the both of you. The loves of his life holed up just a hallway away from each other, totally unwilling to seemingly infringe on the other's space. “Honey, are you upset with Mingi?” “N-no, what makes you think that?” You stutter. “It seems like you’ve been avoiding him after that night. You’d tell me if something was up right? I get that it was a little awkward and definitely we need to have a consent discussion but honestly it was our fault for leaving the door open and he’s never-” “I liked it.” You blurt in a whisper. “Everything is wrong. I liked it, Yunho. I liked it so much.” Your boyfriend practically bounces onto his knees, a wide smile plastered on his face. Full golden retriever tendency on display he kisses you excitedly shifting his weight. You glance sideways at him, brows furrowed in a state of confusion. “Do you wanna fuck him?” You repel yourself away towards the other end of the bed. “Yunho? I love you.” “Love has nothing to do with this, do you want to fuck him?” Your cheeks burn, picking at the stitching of the comforter you mutter, “yes.”

“Do you want us to kiss first?” Yunho gestures to himself and Mingi who shoots him a glance. “If that’s chill with you I mean.” Mingi shrugs. “Yeah if you think it’d help.” He still can’t look at your face even though he desperately wants to. Yunho grabs the both of you in each arm by the waist. He’s warm, comforting, familiar for both you and Mingi. First leaning over you, tilting your head up to meet your lips. Then turning to Mingi with a smile and tentatively pressing their lips together. He’s right. The dynamic shifts immediately, Mingi breaking the kiss and circling your waist with his arm. “Hey pretty.” Two words and a soft smile is all it takes to melt you. “Hi,” you respond in a stunned whisper. Yunho squeezes your hip, a small gesture of encouragement. On tiptoe you crane upwards, butterflies in your stomach flapping wildly. How embarrassing would it be if this was all an elaborate prank. It seems too crazy to be true but his hand is bracing your back, supporting you as he leans down to kiss you. His lips are full and soft, relaxing into yours. Teetering on your toes both men work in tandem to support you. Slowly you lift from the ground, kept tight between their bodies, legs wrapping around Mingi’s waist, hand tangling behind Yunho’s head leaving one kiss for another, a strand of spit bridging the two.

Falling back into the bed with a gasp the two men assume their positions, Mingi at your head, Yunho between your thighs already guiding your panties down your legs. Naturally you knock your knees together, trying to preserve the appearance of modesty for Mingi. Springing free from its confines Mingi guides your other hand to his cock, watching intently as your eyes light up. He’s mouthwateringly thick and heavy, maybe even more so than your boyfriends. “Yeah you like that? You like them big like mine?” You drop your jaw, glob of spit ready at the tip of your tongue, waiting. Instead Yunho pulls your chin to focus on him, thrusting two fingers into your mouth, leaving Mingi to pump his knuckles along his length a little longer. Your mouth closes and you suck automatically, working them as though they were his cock. “I’m gonna prep her but you’re gonna fuck her first.” Yunho’s full attention is on your face while he addresses Mingi, withdrawing his fingers with a pop, taking the spit coating and massaging it into your slit to your delighted squeals. Quickly those noises are muffled, Mingi tapping his head on your lips, pearly bead at the tip smearing on the wet muscle.

It’s sensory overload as Yunho attaches his mouth to your mound, circling and sucking at your clit noisily. Almost half as noisily as you and Mingi. Your lips stretching around his girth each thrust is accompanied by a cacophony of gurgles and groans from both of you. The heat of your mouth is incredible to Mingi, his eyes rolling back, hips stuttering forward eager for more. He’s obsessed with how even when it looks like your jaw should be at its limit you push him a little deeper, tears springing in your eyes, until your nose is flush with his pelvic bone. Yunho watches your throat widen and contract as his best friend pushes past your ring repeatedly. Small choked gurgles getting pounded out of you. He times stroking your gspot with the staccatoed thrusts of Mingi’s cock hitting the back of your throat, motion carrying into your entire body until you’re writhing between them from your core to your toes, fingers securing his hand with yours. Walls clamping, your essence flooding his fingers he pulls from you, nodding to Mingi to do the same. You’re limp, head spinning with oxygen deprivation and lack of bloodflow. Vision swimming you hear Yunho in front of you, scooping you onto your hands and knees. “Color honey?” “Green!” Yunho kisses you, the taste of you and Mingi mixing on his tongue. “Oh babe you are so fucked, are you sure?” “Yes. Green. Please. More.”

Crinkles of a foil packet you feel the cool lubrication on the outside of the condom against your entrance. “Mingi,” you sigh dreamily, stretching a hand back to him, feeling for his presence. The head of his cock breaches your hole, almost feeling the flare of the mushroom shape locking behind your pubic bone. Almost as soon as he’s in he retreats. “Mingi.” You whine more insistently as your hand swipes at the air. You hear him chuckle behind you. “Darling, patience, he doesn’t want to hurt you.” You whine again, pushing back on his cock as he breaches you again, getting what feels like a few more centimeters in before he withdraws. Mingi leans over as he teases your clit with his cock. His lips tickle your ear, hand splayed on your mound. “Do you really think you could handle me stuffing you full all at once?” “Yes!” You sneak a few more centimeters in. Above you Yunho and Mingi grin at each other. A moment of telepathy passes and Mingi grabs your hips pulling you back to fully seat his member inside of you. The stretch is immense, forcing your chest into the mattress, groaning. “Oh fuck- Mingi! You’re so fucking big!” “I feel like I’ve heard that somewhere before.” The boys chuckle. Your cute little hole straining around him flutters and squeezes attempting to adjust to him. For once he’s glad for the condom dulling the heat of your cunt gripping him or he would’ve cum immediately. Yunho lets your hand go, jerking his cock in time with the snap of Mingi’s hips. Mingi’s scent fills your nostrils, permeated in the bedsheets. Tea and musk and oak cloud your mind. Mingi enjoys the small squeaks and whines you make as they are swallowed by the fluffy comforter.

“Mingi- show me our girl,” Yunho commands, gesturing to lift you from the cover of the sheets. Mingi is ecstatic, the picture of the night he found you still fresh in his mind. Pulling you back to his chest he continues to fuck you, hands finding your nipple and clit. Your noises grow louder, more strained, your head supported on his chest. “Shit, you can see your cock in her!” Yunho stares at your lower belly as Mingi sinks you down on him. “Press your palm on her!” Palming the dent he pressed back, squeezing himself into direct line with your gspot and deep spot, able to hit them both with a single thrust. You dry sob with the drag of his cock. “Feelssogood,” you slur. Body jiggling with ever bounce up and down on him. Your legs twitching erratically, going through fits of strength and debility, Mingi can feel his cock tensing the condom. “Dude I think you fucked her stupid.” Shaking you crest your second peak of the night, sweat and cum drenching the sheets and Mingi’s lower half. “Can I cum on her tits?” Mingi’s voice is taunt, balls aching, thighs cramping from keeping himself together through your orgasm. “Please Yunnie, please! I want him to!” You babble. Yunho is almost as bad as Mingi, vein in his forehead bulging, neck muscles tense. Cock leaking all over his hand he barely can speak. “Yeah, swap.” You are dropped hurriedly and unceremoniously into the covers, sticky and panting, rolling onto your back to accept Mingi’s load.  Whining from the sudden empty feeling it's Yunho who is the most desperate. Eyes wild as he knocks your knees apart, quickly filling the void between your legs. Over stimulated and sore you bow and bend in the sheets, full chested moans ripping through the air. “Yunnie! Hurts! Too many!” You scream as he pounds frantically into you. Pausing he grits his teeth, “color?” “GREEN FUCKING DID I TELL YOU TO STOP?” You screech, back arching off the mattress.

Hair splayed out the sheets, eyes drunken with lust, unable to control your limbs Mingi is in love with your totally fucked out form. “Paint me with your cum while my boyfriend fucks my tiny cunt okay? Okay mingi? I want it. Please princess, cum for me?” You pants and mutter and squeak through your pleading even better than he’d imagined. WIth a growl strands of Mingis cum splash on your chest and lips which triggers your dry almost painful climax. Clamping impossibly tightly around Yunho he holds you in place as he in turn fills you to bursting. White fluids leaking out around his shaft as the three of you pant. “Don’t touch me or I’ll cum again.” You threaten, eyes closed, fingers lazily toying with Mingi’s release on your chest, swirling the warm substance in small circles. “Deal.” “Fair.” Your hand reaches to the side, seeking the heat of Mingi’s skin, making contact with his thigh. “Mingi, you’ll help us clean up right, that's the best part you don’t even know about yet.” Yunho laughs, “Mingi doesn’t mind. Do you Mingi?” And for once, he didn’t.

Full disclosure i wanted to go full knifeplay with this but errr no time had ot just write. Something about yunho saying “come on honey, what’s a little blood between best friends?” has my toes curling.

anyway i had places i thought i would go and then i sorta ran out of energy and time and want to finish this and i almost scrapped it like 4 times to just put it on hold. for a second i was going to swap it with voyeur because the only part i liked was the beginning but here. fuck it. 

[yuyusuyu]

anatomy of a hug!

pairing. non idol! best friend! jeong yunho x non idol! fem! reader

synopsis. hugging yunho always leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy in the inside, even if you're standing outside while it snows

warnings. a kiss, a pet name being used (tiny act surprised LMFAO), reader is shorter than yunho (act surprised again)

genres. fluff, best friends to lovers, non idol au

rating. sfw

wc. 0.9k

a/n. my first yunho post ever ?! as a hotteok ?! also this is NAWT proofread 😓

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

THE first snowfall of the year happens while you’re in the library with a group of friends; you sit near the window at the far end of the table, giggling quietly while your best friend nudges your legs from underneath and across from you. you shoot him a glare, mouthing a threat at him to which he grins at you brightly, sticking his tongue out at you. your friends start leaving one by one with a quick hug before they’re out the doors, eventually leaving you and yunho alone.

“the library will be closing in ten minutes,” yunho mumbles as he checks the time on his watch. “we should get going now.”

“it’s that late already?” you ask, peering up from your textbook to find yunho already looking at you. embarrassed, you hurriedly pack your things. “don’t look at me like that.”

“like what?” he hums, a teasing tone in his voice. yunho packs his things and grabs your bag when he sees that you’re done, slinging it over his shoulder along with his own. with his free hand, he grabs your smaller one and intertwines your fingers, tugging you out of the library.

“don’t play dumb with me,” you huff, smacking his chest with your other arm. yunho laughs loudly, throwing his head back while he swings your hands. “yun, it’s snowing harder.”

“looks like we can play it now,” he grins, his eyes twinkling. your protest dies on the tip of your tongue, your head feeling fuzzy instead at how your heart swells with so much love towards the tall male, seeing his face light up and his lips quirking upwards to form a dazzling smile as he giggles, so you let yourself get dragged around in the chilling cold that bites at your nose and exposed skin.

you snap out of your daze, finding yourself off to the side of the path that leads over to the nearest cafeteria on campus. yunho hums, smiling brightly when he looks down at you, cheeks flushed a pretty pink color and his hair coated in snowflakes. standing on your tiptoes, you grab his shoulder with one hand do your best to brush the snowflakes from his hair. he leans down so that you can reach better and looks at you intently, his gaze burning into you that it makes you feel nervous, too shy to look at him when you pull back and stand properly. this only makes him smile wider, suddenly bringing a finger up to your cheek and caressing the skin before pulling you close to him, brushing his lips against yours. your eyes flutter closed, savoring the short-lived kiss while your hands tremble against his shoulders.

“you are so cute,” he giggles, pulling away just enough to rub his nose with yours, resting his forehead against your own afterwards, “my cute girl.”

you pout, “jeong yunho, at this point everyone’s going to catch on.”

“well, it’s only a matter of time before we make it official,” he shrugs, his smile turning into a teasing one. yunho pulls away and you feel cold momentarily, letting out a sigh of relief when he hugs you. you feel the vibrations from his chest against your ear when he laughs happily at your comment (you tell him to hurry it up and make things official between you two), you feel a hand rest on your waist while the other one is on the back of your head, trying to press you impossibly closer to his body that radiates warmth in the frosty, cold air of winter. you grip onto the back of his long coat, pushing yourself against him almost if you want to— “what are you doing, tiny?” he chuckles, rubbing the back of your head. “are you trying to melt into me or something?”

you mumble that you are and close your eyes, wondering if what you’re hearing is the sound of his heart or your own. you can’t make out the difference really, but you warm up at the thought that maybe your hearts are beating at the same pace.

“you’re my favorite person, you know?” yunho tightens his hold around your waist, giving it a brief squeeze.

“i know,” you laugh, tilting your head up to look at him. “you’re my favorite person, too.” with a lovesick expression that takes over his features, you look away and hide your face into his chest, hearing his heart start beating faster… or maybe it’s your heart? you genuinely can’t tell. the only thing you can tell is that your heart always aches, always yearns to be next to yunho. you wonder if he feels the same.

it’s like the brunette knows what you’re talking about when he hugs you closer to him, if that’s even possible, and murmurs something that leaves you feeling giddy.

“how about making things official now?”

while you did say yes to being yunho’s girlfriend, you two also ended up catching a cold from standing outside in the snow just to hug each other. and then yunho brought it upon himself to show up at your apartment with a blanket wrapped around him, a bag filled with warm takeout that you should definitely not be eating but how can you say no to yunho?, claiming that his duty as your boyfriend is to be sick with you.

and they say chivalry is dead! you two got sicker but hey! it’s the thought that counts!

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[starmatzz]

Perv!Yunho, watching you through two-way mirror🩰

Jeong Yunho was the quiet, mysterious pianist at the ballet school. Tall and always dressed in a sharp black suit, his glasses added to his composed and intellectual air. He rarely spoke, fueling whispers among the dancers, but when he played, his music spoke volumes. Each note carried a depth of emotion, seamlessly guiding the dancers and filling the room with an unspoken connection. Despite his reserved nature, his presence was magnetic, leaving an impression without a single word.

Whenever you performed a solo, you couldn’t help but notice something unusual—Yunho’s eyes weren’t fixed on the piano keys, as they normally were. Instead, his gaze rested on you. His focus was steady, intense, and unshaken, as if he were committing every movement you made to memory. It was subtle, but unmistakable, and it left your heart racing in ways you didn’t quite understand.

What no one knew—what you didn’t know—was that the mirror in your changing room wasn’t just a mirror. On the other side of it was Yunho’s office, and the glass was two-way. Every time you undressed there, unaware, Yunho was seated in his office, silently watching you. His quiet demeanor hid more than anyone could have guessed, and the thought of his gaze lingering on you in those private moments would have sent shivers down your spine—if only you had known.

Yunho watched your every move, his gaze tracing the slow, deliberate removal of each piece of clothing. His eyes lingered on every detail, an intensity in his stare that felt both possessive and reverent.

He was watching your delicate features, the cute pink skirt, and the graceful way your hair was clipped into a neat high bun.

One hand between his legs, palming himself through his neatly ironed pants as you were putting your ballet dress on. He was highly aware that stalking you like this was strictly prohibited, that he was a pervert and he couldn't care less. 

[jzanaae]

As a black woman,

I’m tired of having to explain or express my trauma to people just for them to say i’m lying about it or to make me feel like it’s my fault that it happened.

I’m tired of having to make my personality smaller or water myself down outta fear of being labeled as ghetto, loud, extra, etc.

I’m tired of having to be the bigger person even when people disrespect me or treat me in a way that I feel is unfair because then if I express anger or disdain with someone/something, then I immediately become a stereotype.

I’m tired of being abused or assaulted mentally, verbally, sexually, financially and spiritually by men, especially black men.

I’m tired of being thrown aside as a last choice but then being expected to step to the front lines and fight for everyone else when they don’t give a damn about me.

I’m tired of having to work 10x harder than my non black counterparts just to get less than half of the same benefits/pay.

I’m tired of always having to be strong and have my guard up when I just want to be able to relax, be stress free and be taken care of for a change.

honestly, i could go on and on but I’d be here for days.