#yuto adachi drabbles

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

[key201303]

Hello!! This is my proper request lol! I saw your fluff prompt list and I think 43 and 47 would be a cute and funny combo for Ptg Yuto (plus I’m really in need of some Yuto stories tbh😅) anyways THANK YOU 💕💕💕 🦊

Heyyy!! Thank you so much for requesting <3 <3  I really hope you enjoy it <3

Word count: 530 words

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol

Just like every Halloween you found yourself locked in one of the studios of Cube Entertainment with your boyfriend and his group members as they did a VLive to celebrate Halloween with the fans. You have always been one of the staff behind the cameras because Yuto insisted on you helping them so he could spend more time with you. 

Loud music was being played, not only their last title track 'Daisy' but all the songs since they debuted. You tried to convince them not to play certain songs such as 'Shine' and 'Humph!' because they were too cute and killed the creepy atmosphere 'Dr. Bebe' and 'Basquiat' left. Not listening y to your advice, there they were, singing as loud as they could the cute songs. 

Time passed and the streaming was about to end. Right before ending, Hui took his glass of soda to cheer with his members wishing everyone a happy Halloween and not forgetting to send a lovely message to Jinho making you all miss him even more. 

Once the VLive was over it was time for you to go home but before you could say bye, Yuto pulled you into a tight hug saying he wouldn't let you go. "Come with us to have dinner and celebrate Halloween~!" He said still with his arms wrapped around you and not letting go. "It’s late, I have to go home." You said looking up at him pouting. "Then stay the night with me at the dorms." He answered smiling at you widely. After some more attempts from Yuto to convince you to go with them and stay with him during the night, you ended up giving in and accepting his offer. 

He, excitedly, hugged you even tighter and like a little kid with a new toy, he grabbed your hand and led you to the exit of the company building. 

Time passed and as it did you guys ate and drank having the happiest time of the entire week. Just chilling and having a great time making you feel like all of you were a normal group of friends instead of being a group of idols. As time passed by and you all drank more and more shots of your favourite soju, a slight red tone started to appear on your cheeks and some of the boys started to talk nonsense. Especially Yuto who started to ramble about the group and how much he loved every single member. “Aaaaww we love you too babe.” You said a bit drunk as well. “Sorry I have a girlfriend, don’t talk to me like that.” He said in between hiccups making you burst into loud laughing. “Pft, I’m your girlfriend you drunk idiot!” You answered slightly punching his arm. “My girlfriend would never punch me like that.” He said pouting and narrowing his eyes at you. “But we’d have such cute babies tho.” He said once he landed his eyes on you and started to flirt with you just like he did back in the days you guys met. He even used the same pick up lines he used back then making everyone laugh at his lack of pick up lines.

[blu-joons]

He Asks You To Go On Tour With Him ~ Yuto Adachi

Your smile was weak as you looked up from your phone once again to see Yuto still packing for tour. You hoped that it would just be a bad dream as item after item was thrown into his case as he prepared himself for just over a month on the world, the other side of it to be precise.

He could feel your eyes on him as he walked around the bedroom, knowing just how hard it was for you to watch him. The thought of leaving you terrified him, knowing that you would be left alone for so much time.

As his case got fuller, the reality began to sink in more and more for you, leaving you a stuttering mess once Yuto had finished packing up the first of his three cases.

With the zipper shut, he finally looked across to you, catching you sniffing as you held back the tears. “Are you alright?” He asked as he moved around the room to sit down on the bed beside you.

“I’m good.” Your head nodded as you tried to brighten the smile that was on your face.

Yuto’s arm wrapped around you, being able to see through your lie straight away, shaking his head at how stubborn you were. “The sooner I get packed, the sooner we can do something to try and take your mind off of what’s going on,” he suggested.

You nodded once again in agreement with him, glancing across to the two open, and empty, cases that were waiting to be filled up with Yuto’s belongings.

“Do you want some help?” You asked him, wanting to get the job of packing over and done with just as much as Yuto did, “I don’t mind doing some of it.”

Yuto nodded in reply to you as he stood up and pulled the two cases over, placing them on the bed beside you, looking between them both as he tried to figure out what to put in each one.

“Do you want to pass me stuff, and I’ll back it?” You suggested.

“That won’t work,” he immediately shut you down, helping you off of the bed as you began to walk across to his wardrobe to get stuff out.

You didn’t get very far though as Yuto pulled you back, standing you in front of one of the cases, and leaving himself in front of the other. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he paused for a moment, making sure that what he had done was right.

“Maybe you could pack that one and I can pack this one,” he proposed, tapping on the top of the case that he had saved for himself, “I think that’s a goo idea for us to do.”

Your head shook as you looked at the empty case that Yuto had given you, without a clue as to what to put in it in order to make sure that he had everything that he needed.

“You just get what you want to put in that case,” Yuto encouraged, trying to get you to move, but you stayed right where you were.

“How am I supposed to know what you want in here?”

His head shook back at you, watching as you folded your arms across your chest. “It’s not what I want that’s going in there, it’s what you want to put in there.”

“I can’t pack a case for you, I don’t know a thing about tour.”

“But you’re not packing it for me.”

Each time that Yuto opened his mouth, he seemed to puzzle you more and more. He never wanted to spell it out for you, but he hoped you’d pick up on things a little bit.

He picked up his case yet again, leaving your one with you. “This one needs to be filled with your things, that’s why I’ve left it with you. You can’t come on tour with nothing Y/N.”

“But I don’t know what you want…wait, I can’t come on tour with nothing? What are you talking about? I’m staying here.”

Yuto’s head shook as the bemusement in your expression reached a maximum, unable to make sense of anything that was going on around you anymore.

“I spoke to the team, they said that you can come with me,” Yuto simply smiled.

Your head shook in disbelief back at him, after being told for months that tour and you weren’t going to go together, you couldn’t figure why they’d had a change of heart.

“I sat down and spoke to management, and the boys came too, assuring them that it would be good for all of us,” Yuto told you, walking towards you and taking a hold of your hand, “they couldn’t ignore all nine of us Y/N.”

“This is real, right?” You quizzed, still a little apprehensive, “you’re not winding me up to make me feel better?”

“I couldn’t be more serious.”

At last, it finally sunk in for you as you jumped up into Yuto’s hold and wrapped your legs around his frame, burying down to rest into the crook of his neck.

“Do I really get to travel the world with you?” You asked Yuto, pulling away from him momentarily to be able to ask him if he was really sure.

His head nodded straight away back to you, heart racing himself. Bringing you on tour was all that he had ever wanted, he was just relieved more than anything that the people at work had finally decided to listen to what he wanted.

“Are you still as annoyed about helping me pack now?” He joked with you.

Your eyes went wide at his question, shaking your head. “I can’t wait to pack now, there’s so many things to take to the other side of the world.”

“I thought you might say that which is why this case is for us to share, it’s not just for me, I just needed to say that to tease you.”

Your eyes rolled as Yuto placed you back down, walking you around to drop you in front of your wardrobe so that you could start packing. You had so many things that you wanted to pack, but nowhere near enough time to do it.

Your heart was beating faster than it ever had done before as you tried to figure how quickly things had changed for you. A few minutes ago, you were terrified of seeing Yuto say goodbye to your home, but now you were saying goodbye to it together.

No matter how hard you tried to get it to sink in, you just couldn’t, it would take a long time for you to really realise where your next adventure was taking you.

“What do you pack for a tour?” You asked Yuto.

His smile was wide as you looked to him for a little bit of help. “You can pack whatever you want, they’ll be plenty of places around the cities that we’re stopping off at for you to get something if you leave something at home.”

“Will you get some time off?”

“Of course,” he smiled, “it’s not always loads of time, but I’ll make sure that at as many stops as possible, we can go and do some exploring together in between our rehearsals.”

Your head nodded as you pulled your first shirt out of your wardrobe, “there’s so many things that I’m thinking about right now, my mind is going into overdrive.”

You couldn’t wait to see what lied ahead for you both as you joined the boys on tour, but even now you couldn’t decide what it was that you wanted to pack, having never packed a suitcase for such a long time before.

“You might have to help me do this,” you called out to Yuto, “I’m a newbie at tour packing.”

“Give me a moment, I’ll come help you out.”

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Masterlist

[virgoterritory]

My back is so sore from work, but I wouldn't mind Adachi Yuto breakin it even more rn

this is an 18+ blog so please do not interact if you are a minor

King of foreplay! I just know he would have you in tears from sheer need and he’d love it! He’d be above you, face so close to yours as he fucks you with his fingers and watches as your eyes well up with tears as you beg him for the third time to let you cum, he’d be chuckling as he pulls his digits out of you and puts them in his mouth, humming to himself as the taste of you hits his tongue before telling you to get on all fours. He’d kneel behind you and lick a stripe up your pussy just to watch you shudder before lining himself up to your entrance. you’d be arching and moaning out his name before he even starts to push himself into you and he’d be laughing softly asking if his princess was that needy. The pace would be slow to start with, just to continue teasing you, he’d be spreading your ass checks to watch you swallow his cock and it would turn him on so much that he’d start fucking you deeper and faster, so much so that you’d be gripping onto the sheets underneath you and smushing your face into the pillow in front of you. He’d be grunting so much as he grabbed your hips to steady you and watched your ass bounce back onto him, he’d snake his hand around to rub sloppy circles on your clit and you’d be biting your lip as you clenched around him. You’d feel him drape himself over your back to bite on your shoulder before telling you to cum all over his cock like a good girl

[kpoppwriter]

Not Done Yet

❧ Anon asked: Ptg yuto smut where he fucks you on the hood of his car and then takes you home for a round two to his room with a mirrored ceiling please 👀👀

��� Words: 1k+

❧ Warnings: slight exhibitionism, dirty talk, mirror sex, car sex (? I mean it technically is), outdoor sex, marking, hair pulling, riding, unprotected sex 

❧ Synopsis: When Yuto was feeling horny, he’d do anything and go anywhere just to get in your pants

❧ A/N: I know who requested this because we spent hours talking about this idea...hoursssss

~※ Main Masterlist ※~

The car squeaked as it moved beneath you. You moaned loudly, each one of Yuto’s thrusts pushing the noise out of you. Your chest was pressed up against the hood of Yuto’s car, only the headlights and the moon illuminating your bodies. Yuto’s hand was threaded into your hair tugging at the strands. He pulled you up by your hair so your back was now against his chest. His breath fanned your ear, his low grunts right into your ear making you weak. 

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned 

You only whined in response not being able to form words. The overwhelming pleasure you were feeling made your mind mush. A breeze hit your exposed skin making you shiver. Your back arched in such a way that made Yuto’s cock hit your sweet spot roughly. A loud moan escaped your throat, your moan almost a scream. He smirked as he repeatedly hit that spot making you scream. His hand came up to cover your mouth to muffle your noises.

“Quiet, baby,” he whispered in your ear, “We don’t want to get caught now, do we?” 

You shook your head making Yuto hum in approval.

“Are you sure about that?” he nipped at your ear, “Because I know you’d love it if someone saw you getting fucked hard.”

That familiar warm sensation was building up in your abdomen signalling you were close to your climax. And by the way Yuto was really pounding into you hard, you could tell he was close too. If it wasn’t for Yuto holding you up, you were sure you’d be a pile of jello on the ground from how weak and shaky your legs were. Your walls repeatedly clenched around Yuto’s dick as if you were trying to edge him closer to his orgasm. He let go of your mouth, his hands gripping at your hips as he pushed you over the edge. Your climax rushed over you, Yuto’s name falling from your mouth in a scream. He continued to thrust into you letting you ride out your orgasm and get him to his. As the sensitivity started to set in, Yuto pulled out of you and came on your ass. 

You laid on the hood of Yuto’s car trying to catch your breath. You didn’t even attempt moving yet knowing your legs wouldn’t work just yet. Yuto walked to the passenger’s side of the car and opened the door. He poked around in the glove box, walking back to you with a package of wet wipes. He cleaned you up, helping you redress yourself. You sat on the hood of the car as you waited for Yuto to finish getting rid of the trash. 

“That was...a lot,” you breathed, Yuto coming to stand between your legs

“I know,” he chuckled, “I couldn’t wait until we got home.” 

“Clearly.”

He kissed you but there was more passion and fever than you were expecting. You let that fever rush over you, lust overtaking you once again. You pulled away trying to catch your breath. A cocky smirk graced Yuto’s lips as he stared at your flushed face and bruised lips. His arms wrapped around your waist pulling your body closer to his. His lips pressed kisses below your ear. 

“Did you really think I was done with you?”

You crawled up the bed towards the top of the bed where Yuto sat against the headboard. Clothes were thrown on the floor, both of you now naked. When you got close enough, Yuto grabbed your hips and pulled you close to him. Your body hovered over his lap. He guided you over his cock, helping you sink down onto his length. You groaned as he stretched you out again. Your head fell forward onto his shoulder.

“Fuck,” you groaned quietly

“Does it feel good?” 

“Yes.”

You slowly started to move your hips, Yuto’s hands helping to move you. You gripped onto his shoulders. Your fingernails made small half-moon shapes into his skin. He groaned at the sensation. One of his hands moved off your hip and tangled in your hair. He pulled your head up so he could look at your fucked out face. A satisfied chuckle escaped his throat as an embarrassingly loud whine fell from your lips. 

“Look up.”

He tugged on your hair again, forcing your face towards the ceiling. You whimpered when you saw the mirror on the ceiling. You got even more aroused looking at yourself and Yuto in the mirror. His mouth latched onto your neck, sucking on the sensitive skin. The sight of Yuto leaving marks on you- not to mention the feeling of it- made you clench your walls around his cock. His eyes flicked up to the mirror to lock with your eyes. 

“Are you enjoying this, Y/N?” he asked, “You like the mirror up there?”

“Yes,” you breathed 

“I can tell,” he smirked, “I can feel you clenching around me.”

You whined, your hips starting to pick up the pace. The familiar knot started building up in your stomach again, your impending orgasm making you get considerably louder. Yuto grabbed your waist and flipped you onto your back in one swift motion. He thrusted into you hard, a stained moan leaving your mouth. He grabbed onto the headboard as he pounded into you. You glanced at the mirror again. Yuto’s back was on full display, his muscles moving with every thrust into you. You could see the red nail marks blossoming on his skin. 

“Yuta, I-”

“I know. I can feel you shaking,” he chuckled darkly 

You gripped onto his bicep as you felt your orgasm coming full force. Your mouth opened in a silent scream as your climax rushed over you. Your body convulsed, the overstimulation starting to set in. Yuto’s hips moved sloppily as he milked his own orgasm out. His hips slowed as he pushed himself over the edge. He let out a low groan, his hips finally stopping their movements. 

Your ears rang with the noises of your heavy breathing. Yuto’s eyes opened and he immediately made eye contact with you. A small smile graced his lips as he leaned down to kiss you sweetly. He pulled out of you slowly making you whimper from the sensitivity. He quietly apologized as he helped you sit up.

“Lets get you cleaned up,” he said, kissing your forehead    

[puppywritings]

pairing: adachi yuto x reader (gender neutral) word count: 0.5k christmas drabbles masterlist main masterlist inspo from this prompt list

“My favourite customer is back,” you greeted Yuto when he entered the coffeeshop where you worked. The man had become a regular, and you’d grown to love the morning chats you shared with him every day. You’d learned that he’d gotten stuck with an early morning class that semester, and he’d been visiting you daily for his much-needed caffeine boost.

“Good morning, my favourite barista,” he smiled back at you.

“Ah, don’t tell me! Venti latte with peppermint syrup, right?” you asked, immensely proud for remembering his regular order.

“Well… Y/N, I have something to confess,” he spoke with his head down, hands fidgeting.

“Hm?” you asked, a little concerned. “What’s up?”

“That’s not my regular order,” he told you. “You remembered it wrong a few weeks ago and I’ve been too nervous to correct you.”

“What?” you asked, mouth agape.

“I actually hate peppermint,” he revealed.

“Wait, you mean this whole time, I’ve been giving you a drink you hated? And you still came back every day?” Yuto nodded sheepishly. “I’m the worst barista ever.”

“Don’t beat yourself up too much,” Yuto asked of you. “I was getting my caffeine, that’s all that matters.”

“Why didn’t you correct me?” you whined, feeling guilty.

“You seemed so happy when you thought you remembered my order,” Yuto shrugged. “It was cute.”

You blushed at his words, and tried to pretend your heart wasn’t racing. You cleared your throat. “So, what do you want to drink? And this one’s on me! To say sorry.”

He grinned at you. “Venti latte with hazelnut syrup.”

“I was so close!” you sighed, turning to prepare his drink.

Yuto leaned against the counter, watching as you worked. “This is my last day of class before Christmas, by the way. I won’t be back for a few weeks.”

You frowned; you’d expected that day to come some time soon, but that didn’t stop you from being disappointed. “I’ll miss my favourite customer,” you teased him, returning to the counter to give him his finished drink.

Yuto reached into his pocket, pulling out a scrap of paper. “That’s why I’m giving you this,” he said, beaming at you. You took the paper from him, reading the digits written on it. “My number,” he explained.

“Thanks,” you said, smiling back at him. “Maybe we should hang out some time. Outside of the coffeeshop.”

“I’d like that,” Yuto agreed. “But for now, I have to get to class.”

“See you soon,” you bid him goodbye, and he waved back at you.

You entered his number into your contacts right away, as you didn’t want to risk losing the scrap of paper. You returned to your phone several times throughout your shift, not quite believing that the exchange had happened. Once it did sink in, however, you spent the rest of your shift worrying about what to wear next time you saw him – after all, he hadn’t ever seen you outside of your work uniform.

[jungwooseoksfingers]

[2:34 am]

“Does that feel good princess?”

Your eyes squeezed shut as Yuto held your back flush against his muscular chest, snaking his arm around your torso and gently wrapping his giant hand around your neck. His other hand traced light patterns on the inside of your thigh, sending a shiver up your spine. 

“Use your words, baby. You know better than to not respond.” His grip on your throat tightened, just loose enough for you to communicate. 

“Y- yes, Daddy. Feels so good,” you stuttered. Your head rolled back onto his broad shoulder as he placed warm kisses on your jaw. He retracted his grip, and now both his hands were massaging your thighs, inching closer and closer to where you needed them most. You could feel yourself getting wetter and needier as he continued. 

Yuto then dragged his fingers lightly over your folds causing you to buck your hips forward and moan wildly. He let out a low chuckle. “Oh, princess. We’re just getting started.”

[milkybonya]

omg can I get 1 & 49 with yuto? something really playful cause those two prompts just sound so cute together

(me yelling softly from the distance) yes !!

prompt list

#1 - “Give me a kiss. Now.”

#49 - “You’ll never catch me!”

[a/n]: i listened to What 2 Do by Dean and Crush while writing this and it kind of makes this seem like a happy memory in a world where you and Yuto are no longer together buT this is a happy, fluffy read >:( 

-

With the rain pouring outside and the sky’s grey not seeming to fade away any time soon, you and Yuto were trapped indoors for the time being. After sleeping in, eating a late breakfast and trying to keep busy, the two of you were sprawled on the couch.

You watched Yuto as he softly sang a song with his eyes closed under the grey hood of his sweater. His delicate lips were moving so slowly that suddenly you wanted to steal a kiss from him.

Too lazy to move, the only thing you could do was was desperately ask him.

“Yuto, can you give me a kiss?”

“No,” he quickly answered.

“Whyyy,” you whined, reaching out to tug at his sleeve.

Yuto turned his back to you, and you could tell it was because he wanted to hide his smile. He was messing with you, you could feel it.

“Because,” he responded. His grey sweater stretched out against his back as he crossed his arms.

“Yuto. Give me a kiss. Now,” you said, trying to be more stern.

“No,” was the only response that you got out of Yuto again.

Giving up, you slowly crawled along the couch towards Yuto, but he inched further and further away. Just as you thought you were about to trap him in a hug, he suddenly got up, making you fall forward, straight into a cushion.

“You’ll never catch me!” he suddenly yelled in a deep and playful voice. He started to run away, giggling as he ran.

You were going to steal a kiss from him if it was the last thing you’d do!

When you got up and started to make your way towards him, Yuto giggled even louder, covering his mouth with a sweater paw as he slipped into the bathroom.

Just as you thought you’d be able to trap him in there, he slipped past you as you approached the bathroom. Running through the short hallway, you watched as he slid back into the living room.

Many minutes of running around followed, with Yuto constantly giggling and you breathlessly trying to catch him. 

In the end, Yuto crashed onto the couch and you fell on top of him, panting. Yuto was still grinning, face shiny from running around the house so fast.

Even though you were able to brush away the bangs that stuck to his forehead before you could finally kiss him, all of this did end up to be a lot of work.

[ppaltagon]

Black ✰ Yuto

happy birthday, yuto!! (200123)

The first thing that people usually associate the color black with is death, hopelessness, darkness and other negative emotions. However, you had an opinion on the color that was the exact opposite of the common one.  

It all started when you got to know him. He was dressed in black from head to toe, even his hair was dark and just by standing there, he seemed very intimidating. You assumed that he was just like that, serious and quiet so you were surprised when he introduced himself. His voice was deep, matching the image you gathered about him during the past five minutes, his smile, on the other hand, destroyed that image completely. His smile was so bright and the hand squeezing yours momentarily as he greeted you was so warm that you just stood there completely dumbfounded. As the conversation progressed, you were quick to notice that he was actually a person who loved laughing, found many things cute and was very easy to get along with. Even though he was dressed in all black, you didn’t find him dark at all.

Even several months after the two of you started dating, sometimes you still wondered about how to describe the kind of black that Adachi Yuto reminded you of.  

The answer came to you on a faithful night as the two of you were lying on the grass, just staring at the night sky as your head rested on his chest and his arms were wrapped around you tightly. There was silence, neither of you speaking, only admiring the stars shining above you and enjoying the moment. You let your mind wander and suddenly, it hit you.

He reminded you of the same shade of black that was the sky above you right now. It was dark but only so everyone could see the millions of bright stars sparkling more brilliantly that way. It was a kind of black that was selfless and caring and warm.

Warm? Usually the people associate black with cold. But Yuto had always been so warm. The kind of feeling when you rest under the shadow of a tree on a hot summer night. The sun had already set, everything is dark and the sky is pitch black but still, you’re not cold at all. Just like tonight. You were enveloped in blackness but the only feeling you were feeling was safety and love.  

[soybeantree]

pairing: adachi yuto (pentagon) x reader genre/warning: angst! trigger - mentions of suicide word count: 1k description: “i’m sorry. it’s late at night. i came because there were some things i couldn’t say. i’m not bare-minded, my memories are faint. why does my heart keep hesitating?”

Yuto scrolls through the suggested articles on his feed. Each title more salacious than the last and all designed to hook the reader. - "Homosexuality Rampant at the Vatican", "CEO Leading a Double Life: His Secret Family Revealed" - None of them pique his interest, but he continues to scroll, giving his hands something to do while a storm rages in his mind.

He searches through the past weeks and months for the threat which will lead him to today. You had stopped texting him "Good Morning". When did that stop? Why had he let it pass without comment? 

You had stopped meeting him for dinner, saying you were busy. A night or two a week in the beginning. Now, he had to stretch his memory to find the last meal you had shared with him.

Other outings had received the same treatment. When was the last time you had spent more than five minutes with him? Why did he only realize this now?

He had been busy too, but the excuse leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. No matter his schedule, he should have sensed something. Maybe he had. Maybe he had ignored it, hoping your relationship would wander back to normal.

He pauses his scrolling. His thumb hovering over an article. - "What She Really Means When She Says 'No'" - Foolish. He had been foolish, and he might pay the ultimate price for it.

In your apartment, you pack up the last box and write “CHARITY” across it in big black letters. It goes in the corner with the rest of your boxes. Looking around your apartment, you sigh, and the knot in your chest eases. Almost finished.

A knock on your door startles you. You wait, hoping, but the knock comes, softer this time like the patter of rain on a window pane. 

“I know it’s late.” Yuto’s rasping voice filters through the door. It tugs at your heart, but the stone refuses to soften. Your decision is final.

“Go home, Yuto.” His name, once a bubble of happiness on your tongue, thuds out.

“I came because there was something I couldn’t say before.” 

“I don’t need to hear it.” You need him to forget about you, move on, find someone else, and be happy. But, how can he unless you sever all ties? Moving to stand before the closed door, you add, “Say what you need to say and go.”

“I’m sorry.” His voice hitches, the rasp choking into silence. You lock your emotions in your stone heart. “I know I was never bare-minded with you. You shared your heart with me, opened yourself up, but I never did. My heart kept hesitating. It’s not hesitating anymore. I love you, and I promise you things will change.”

Things will change. Things have already changed. You have started down a path, and this time you will follow it to the end. No matter how loud Yuto screams for you to turn around.

With a hand pressed to the door and the stone in your chest throbbing, you filter through your responses. The truth presses against your temple, and you close your eyes as you bury it deep. The truth will only hurt him more. You need to sever the ties.

“I’m leaving, Yuto.” Your voice is a winter breeze, cold and cutting. You breathe, grateful. “And I’m not coming back. There’s nothing for me here. Not anymore.”

His fist pounds against the door, and you jump back and clutch your chest. A dry sob fills the silence, and the stone cracks. The lock on your emotions breaks. They flood through you, filling your throat and spilling from your eyes.

You failed. Your carefully crafted plan failed. As you pulled away little by little, the ties between you should have frayed. You should be no more than strangers with faint memories. Why is he holding so tight to the tattered ends?

Swallowing your tears, you breath in and out and force your emotions back into their cage. They have no right to wreak havoc on you. They have been nothing but a burden your whole life. When you are certain your voice will prove faithful, you tell him, “Go home, Yuto. Don’t come back. I won’t be here.”

You were true to your word. When he came back, your apartment was empty. The landlady had no forwarding address. He asked your friends. They all had the same story to tell. It had been months since they talked to you. Few even knew you had left. Your boss mentioned another job but had no details about what or where it was. You had become a ghost. He asked them to let him know if they heard from you. They agreed with pity in their eyes.

His memories became sharper as time passed. Your smile shone brightly. Your laugh became louder. The smell of your shampoo followed him around. He could feel your hands running through his hair after a long day and hear you ask after his day. At night, he would lie awake with the memory of your conversations which had lasted until dawn. Your face would glow as words spilled from your lips, their speed quickening until you paused breathless. He missed you and wondered if you did too.

When he received the call from your friend asking to meet, he had tripped over his feet in his haste to agree. She had news about you. They agreed on a local café.

He arrives early. His nerves send twitches through his arms and legs as he sits at the table, so he takes out his phone and starts scrolling. The suggested articles on his feed are still outrageous attention grabs. – “Man Left for Dad Takes Revenge against his Family”, “Female Dredged from River: Suicide Suspected” – But his attention glazes over them and flicks to the door every time the bell above it jingles.

This time it is your friend. He raises his hand in greeting. Her hand rises slower, and the smile on his face dims the closer she is. He can see her eyes, the droop of her shoulder, the way she bites her lip. A weight settles on his chest as he waits for the coming news. 

[sinsofstrays]

Splash Your Colors - Like Picasso

Yuto x Reader | Paint Twister, Smut

Word Count: 1251

Requested by Anonymous 

Enjoy, lovely! 

“Hey, I have an idea.” You jump up in enthusiasm.

Yuto looks at you in confusion. “What’s that?”

His confusion grows larger when you  run down the hall. He waits patiently for you to return but is surprised to see you dragging what looks like a white tarp and four large things of paint. You nod for him to follow you out to the back yard.

You set the armful of things down and it suddenly dawns on Yuto what all these things are for. He watches you unfold the colorful tarp.

“Okay-I know that’s twister but what’s with the paint?” He feigns ignorance, slightly know what you’re planning already.

“Well, we’re bored, it’s fun-we have the supplies.” You point to the game tarp. “Paint twister.”

Yuto’s face contorts as you flip open the cap for the yellow paint. “So messy.” Despite his nose scrunch showing he isn’t sure about the idea, he grabs the red paint. He watches you pour your paint on the dots, doing the same with the red.

Once all the paint is put on the tarp, Yuto stands to the side awkwardly. He looks over to you, watching you place the game spinner on the grass and flick the arrow.

“I should probably change into something else..” He scratches the back of his head, attempting to stall as long as possible.

“It’s washable paint.” You smile. “Right hand red.”

He blinks for a moment before taking a few steps forward. His body folds in half as he leans in front of the tarp. You watch him hesitate before finally squishing his palm into the paint pile. He glares up to you, thinking you just pranked him to touch a bunch of paint- but it surprised when you spin for yourself.

You stand beside him, slipping your sandals off and pressing your left foot into green paint. Yuto reaches over to the spinner to see what his next turn will have to be. He sighs, having to stretch to the yellow, sticking his right foot on yellow.

The more you go on, the more competitive Yuto gets. His arms are contorted in an odd way and his legs stretch across the board. He tries to sabotage you when he reaches over to the green with his left hand-”accidentally” smacking your leg. You wobble slightly but keep your balance. Yuto, however, nearly falls barely keeping himself up by his wrists. You have to lie on top of him to move your right hand to be on red. He shakes his body a little to get you to fall but it still doesn’t work. You’re practically doing a backbend over him, which he tries to not be a distraction.

He tries to reach over to the spinner, arms twisted in such a way that as soon as he lifts his left hand he collapses to the ground. Because his weight was supporting yours, you fall on top of him. He yells out, feeling paint get all over his stomach. You roll off his back but he pulls you over and throws the paint on your shirt. You yell out and crawl on top of him. He laughs, grabbing your hands. Your grips slip due to the paint. A green strip of hair frames Yuto’s face and a multicolored stripe is spread across his cheek.

“They, that hair color suits you pretty well.” You smirk and he presses his palm against your head, leaving a handprint in your hair.

“You, too.” He chuckles.

You’re surprised when he pulls you down, colliding his lips into yours. He wraps his stained arm around your shoulder and resting his now purple hand on your waist. Your legs slip in the paint but you don’t want to pull away. Yuto’s hand travels to your back but you can feel a bit more paint than you should. You sit up and he smiles.

“What? Something wrong?” He smiles and tilts his head to the side.

“Yeah." You gather a large amount of paint on your hand. "Your face needs a bit more blue." Your palm collides into his cheek and he yells out.

He grabs your waist and quickly pulls you onto your back, getting on top of you. Your feet slip from under you and your knees fall flat. Yuto loses his balance and drops down. His hands attempt to catch him but the paint smears under his palms and he collapses into your chest. You groan out but can't help but laugh at the whole situation.

Yuto slowly rolls off the tarp and states down at himself. A rainbow of paint covers his entire body. He holds a hand out for you to get to your feet, which takes a bit longer than it should due to slipping 4 times.

"I'm-gonna just get the hose." Yuto laughs before waddling over to the side of the house where the hose is.

"You sure you don't wanna clean the board and start again?" Your hands rest on your very colorful hips.

Yuto turns to you and points. "Don't tempt me. Absolutely." Without hesitation, he begins to walk towards you. His hands grab your waist once he reaches you. “But first, I wanna have some different fun.”

He heavily collides his lips into yours. You’re so focused on the sudden kiss that you barely notice his leg wrapping around yours. Once you notice, it’s too late, your back is in the pile of paint and Yuto’s body is on top of yours. He smiles down at you while unbuttoning your shorts. You gasp as the paint touches your skin. The sun hits your body, warming it up but Yuto’s touch nearly burns as he holds your hips. He stares at your torso after your shirt rides up and decides it’s missing a bit of color. His palm lays against your stomach, smearing a mixture of paint onto it.

You tug at his shirt, pulling it over his head and getting even more paint on his face and in his hair. He shoves his shorts down enough to expose himself, wasting zero time thrusting into you. You gasp out and roll your head into the tarp. You don’t care about being covered in paint anymore. Yuto gradually speeds his pace up and stares at you fiercely. One of his hands moves to your thigh, staining it red and yellow.

His other hand wraps into your hair. He pulls softly while keeping his fast pace. His hips dig into yours making you muffle a moan of pleasure. You claw at his shoulder blades and arch your back. Yuto positions himself so he can speed his pace. Your arms fall to the ground, smearing the paint around the tarp. Your body shudders and your head rolls back as you hold orgasm back. Yuto’s hand rests on your throat and he gently presses down.

He watches you squirm against him, painting your body even more. You can’t hold it back anymore, orgasming hard beneath him. Your body bucks as you try to keep quiet. Yuto takes a few hard breaths, placing a hand on your cheek and staining it as his thumb presses into your skin. He pulls away and fixes himself. You look around to make sure no one is around.

“Fuck-” You exhale heavily. “We need to cover ourselves in paint more often.”

“You need to show more of that flexibility I saw today more often.” Yuto smiles, pressing his finger against your nose, painting it green.

[raiswriting]

stuck (prologue)

request: omg can i request for pentagon's yuto, an arranged marriage au, in the end they fall for each other

warnings: none

genre: eventual angst and fluff, slow burn

pairing: eventual yuto x female!reader

summary: this is like a prologue to the story. i just wanted to set everything up. 

word count: 905

a/n: beware this story will for sure be at least 3 parts lmao sorry i just want to fully flush it out and not rush anything.

not every prince is charming. in fact, hardly any ever are. that fairytale man who comes in and slays the dragon simply doesn’t exist. at least nowhere near me. every prince i’ve met is either egotistical, rude, entitled, or a horrible leader. and in the case of the prince of soshia, they were all four. the first time i met him the dear prince had bragged about how many enemies he’d slain, yelled at one of my staff, and tried to kiss me without consent. as i had him thrown from my palace steps, he vowed to exact his revenge on me. i haven’t seen him since that day, but my parents have tried to set me up with several more princes from surrounding regions. all of which ended unsuccessfully, some much worse than others, but there were some who i just couldn’t connect with.

this has been going on for months and i can feel the frustration rising from within my parents. our kingdom has had our borders threatened constantly in the last few months. since we are a peaceful people and pride the fact that we haven’t gone to war in generations, we don’t want to take any unnecessary action. still, my parents feel as though it’d be best if we consolidate our kingdom with someone near that has enough power to keep us safe, should problems arise.

now don’t get me wrong here, i trust in my parents and i know that this idea is wise. i want to keep the people safe as much as they do. but if im being honest, i don’t want to get married. i don’t think i need to. i want to prove to myself that i am capable of being queen on my own when the time comes. i don’t need to have a king by my side. at least  partsnot yet.

that is how we got here, over 15 unsuccessful suitors in the last 5 months and my parents’ patience wearing thin.

“your royal highness, princess y/n. your parents have called you to their quarters.” my thoughts were interrupted by my chambermaid.

“i told you ada, you can just call me y/n,” i spoke, rising from my vanity.

ada shook her head calmly, “your royal highness, i mustn’t. it would be impolite of me.”

i chuckled slightly at her courteous word choice, “well ada if that is what makes you happy, do as you wish.”

ada was a kind lady. she was my mother’s chambermaid before she was mine and i couldn’t ask for anyone better. i am always able to go to her for advice or if i just need someone to talk to. she doesn’t always give advice, sometimes just listening is enough. however, when she does it is always insightful, and i can tell that she really cared.

the walk to my parents’ chambers was short but filled with friendly faces. sundays were always the busiest in the castle, everyone rushing around trying to prepare for the week ahead. i would have thought my parents to be doing the same, our week was supposed to be packed with meeting after meeting after meeting.

my father’s voice boomed as i opened the door. “ah, y/n. finally. sit please. your mother and i have some very important matters to discuss with you.” he and my mother were sitting patiently in front of the fireplace.

“it is nice you see you too father. mother,” i gave her a gracious smile as i sat across from them, but the one she gave back was wary. it didn’t meet her eyes.

“let’s not beat around the bush sweetheart.” his tone was stern, it was the same voice he put on during diplomacy talks. “it is no secret that you have denied many of the princes who have asked for your hand.”

“father none have been worthy of ruling this kingdom. they do not share our ideals therefore they cannot possibly preside over our people.”

he shook his head slightly, “yes i understand that. which is why your mother and i have chosen someone for you. before you ask, yes, we did a full, in-depth interview and even had someone go undercover to talk with his people.”

i went to interrupt but he continued before i could. “and yes, i also did background checks and looked into a bit of their history to make sure their ideals aligned with ours. he is prince yuto adachi of south dorning.”

my mother took over for him, giving me a sympathetic look, “honey, your father and i are telling you all of this because we’ve already talked with his parents and have come to a decision. you will be marrying him in 3 months’ time. i know this is a lot to hear at once so we will give you a few days to process it you meet him on wednesday. i’m sorry we didn’t consult you but we are running out of time. there are enemies rapidly approaching our borders.” her voice was soft but felt distant.

my mind was racing. i could feel my heartbeat throughout my body. it echoed in my head.

“i understand. i will see you both at dinner.” i rose from my seat before leaving their room.

3 months. i will be married to a man i have never met in 3 months.

prince yuto adachi. god, i hope they made the right decision.

part 1 . part 2

[the-hufflepuff-dramatist]

can i request yuto from pentagon for the drabble challenge. when he's the new kid in school and you try to get close to him and he's distant kinda mean & says #5 but at the end, he ends up falling for your kindness #92. thank you🌸

A/N: I’m sorry that this took so long but I hope you like it!

Pairing: Yuto x Female Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,829

Drabble Challenge Prompts

5. I’m not here to make friends.

92. You want me to kiss you again.

You walked into class and headed straight over to your friend, who was frantically waving you over. You sat down beside her and she immediately started talking. 

“Oh my god, (Y/N)! There’s a new exchange student in the music program, your program. He’s from Japan! Didn’t you live there?” she rushed out, barely taking a breath until all the words were out.

“Good morning to you Hailey, that’s cool although it doesn’t really affect me, and yes I lived in Japan just before coming to college,” you said, trying to answer everything that she had said. You were a military child and your mom had been stationed in Okinawa, Japan during your sophomore year of high school. You lived there until you graduated and went to college, but your family was still there. 

“You could talk to him! Don’t you know Japanese?” Hailey asked, her eyes glittering with excitement. 

“It is my minor.” 

“Perfect! You two will meet, you’ll connect because he’s Japanese and you know Japanese and then you two will fall in love.” You stared at her like she had lost her mind. 

“There’s no guarantee that I will meet him, this isn’t a really small campus, and there is definitely no guarantee that we will fall in love. This isn’t one of your romance novels Hailey, this is real life.” She was forever the hopeless romantic. 

“But he’s in our class! And your major! And he has a connection with your minor!” You rolled your eyes and opened your mouth to respond, but were cut off by your professor walking in and beginning class. You simply shook your head instead and paid attention to the lecture. 

Hailey didn’t bring it up again, even after class ended, and the two of you parted ways for your next class. Your vocal class was buzzing about the new student. Through all their chatter you learned that his name is Adachi Yuto, and he seemed pretty shy. Your professor announced that Yuto would be joining your class so everyone would have to help him catch up on what he missed. You were all expected to make him feel welcome. 

Yuto entered just as the class was supposed to begin. You watched him as he walked in, he didn’t say anything to anyone and simply sat down in an empty chair near you. Your first thought was about his looks, he was extremely attractive. You quickly pushed that thought aside and decided to introduce yourself. You decided to use Japanese, knowing you could use the practice and that he would probably appreciate getting to speak in his native language. 

“Hi, Yuto, right? I’m (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you,” you said. He simply stared at you, seemingly shocked at hearing his native language, but didn’t respond. ”Um, how are you liking the United States?” 

“Please stop talking to me. I’m not here to make friends,” he said finally, in English. 

“O-oh...umm I’m sorry I’ll just...stop talking now…” you slowly trailed off and turned away from him. It was clear he didn’t want to say anything else and didn’t want to be bothered. You didn’t say anything else to him for the rest of the class. 

That night you and Hailey were sitting in your dorm and you were telling her about what happened. 

“Wow, what a dick,” she said. You shrugged. 

“He might just be shy, plus he’s new in a foreign country. It’s probably overwhelming.” 

“(Y/N), you are way too nice.”

You laughed and said, “well I’m gonna try talking to him again tomorrow. I’m going to try and make him feel welcome, even if he doesn't want to talk to me.”

The next few weeks you tried to talk to Yuto every time you saw him. You had two classes with him, your vocal class and music theory class. You sat beside him in both, and every time you saw him in the cafe you made sure to say hello. You never pressured him into talking, but you always asked him how his day was and how he was adjusting. He never really answered, he would only mumble in response if he answered at all and then you would say goodbye and leave him alone. 

Hailey thought you should just forget about him and ignore him, like how he ignored you, but you disagreed and would not follow her advice. Slowly but surely, Yuto began to open up. It was small at first, just responding that his day was good and other small talk, but then he approached you one day after class. 

“(Y/N)? Can I talk to you for a minute?” he asked. 

“Sure,” you said then called out to your friends to go ahead without you. You turned your attention to Yuto. “Hey, how are things?”

“They’re...they’re good…” You could tell he was lying, but you didn’t want to push him and make him uncomfortable. 

“Alright, well I’m glad to hear that.” 

“Actually, they’re pretty bad. I-I...I’m really homesick and getting to speak with you helps, I was wondering if maybe we could hang out? Plus, I could really use some help with my English.” He rubbed the back of his neck while he talked and avoided eye contact with you. You smiled softly. 

“Of course Yuto. Wanna grab dinner together tonight?” He nodded. “Great, I’ll see you tonight then. Oh, and,” you pulled out a pen and grabbed his hand, then you wrote your number on his hand, “that is my phone number. Feel free to call or text me anytime.” 

“Thank you.” You smiled at him. 

“I’ll see you later.” You raised your hand up and waved, then walked away, headed to go meet Hailey in the cafe and tell her everything that just happened. 

After your third and final class of the day, you got a text from an unknown number.

Hey, it’s Yuto wanna meet at the library after classes? 

You immediately added him as a contact and responded. 

You: Sure! What time? My last class just ended 

Yuto: 5? My class finishes at around 4

You: That works! Wanna grab dinner first then head to the library?

Yuto: I like that plan. 

You: It’s settled then! See you later!

“Who are you texting?” Hailey asked, suddenly appearing beside you. You jumped and almost dropped your phone. 

“Hailey! You scared me!” 

“Sorry,” she laughed, “but seriously, who are you texting?”

“Yuto. We’re gonna grab dinner then hang out at the library.” 

“I knew it! You two are gonna fall in love! This is so cute! Plus, I told you so.”

“Shut up Hailey! Someone will hear you. Besides, we’re just friends, if you can even call us that. He literally just started talking to me.” Hailey rolled her eyes. 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night (Y/N).” 

At 4:50 you walked into the cafe and started scanning the crowd for Yuto. He had a tendency to be a few minutes early, which you appreciated. You spotted him and waved at him. His face broke into a smile as he waved back. He was sitting at a two-person table in the corner of the cafe, away from everyone else. 

You pointed to the food to indicate that you were going to get something to eat then come join him. He nodded in understanding so you got in line. Once you had your food you walked over and joined him. 

“Hey, how’s it going?” He shrugged in response, but you were not having it. “Nope, nuh-uh, you are going to talk to me. Is something bothering you?” He looked down at his food sheepishly and it all came tumbling out at once. 

“I just really miss home, and I’m really struggling with English, which is all most people speak here. Of course, I’m not expecting to be catered to I just hate not being able to communicate and it’s frustrating. It’s so stupid though. I chose this, I wanted this. I wanted to study in America, I wanted that opportunity and now I'm complaining about it.”

“Yuto, you’re allowed to feel homesick, you’re allowed to miss your family. Hell, I miss my family like crazy all the time, they’re in Okinawa and I’m here.”

“Wait, you’re from Okinawa?”

“I’m not really from there, I’m not really from anywhere. I’m a military child so I’ve lived all over. My mom is stationed in Okinawa, has been for the last five years or so.” 

“Wow, that explains why you know Japanese.” You nodded and the two of you fell silent for a few minutes to eat. “I miss my friends. I was on the baseball team back in Japan, and I miss my team. I miss having a team and having friends.”

“Try out for the baseball team here. Tryouts are next week and I can help you with your English so you’ll feel more comfortable around them. They’re all really nice, Hailey’s boyfriend is on the team and I know he’d be willing to help you out.”

“Maybe I will try out.” 

“Nope, no maybe, you’re trying out.” 

Yuto tried out for the baseball team and made it, and he gave all the credit to you. You rolled your eyes at that of course. You and Yuto continued to get closer, every moment that you didn’t spend in class or with Hailey, you were with Yuto. You and Hailey had taken to watching the baseball team practice, she supported her boyfriend and you supported Yuto.

The first game rolled around and you and Hailey were completely decked out in your school colors, cheering as loudly as possible. She was wearing an extra uniform her boyfriend had given her with his number on it, you were just decked out in the school colors. 

You watched the game, your eyes never leaving Yuto whenever he was on the field. The game ended with them winning 2-0. You and Hailey ran down to meet the guys. Her boyfriend ran up to her and picked her up to spin her around. She giggled gleefully and simply held onto him tightly. You scanned the crowd for Yuto, catching no sight of him. Suddenly, there was a hand on your arm that spun you around. It was Yuto. 

He cupped your cheek and brought you close to him. You knew he was going to kiss you, so you nodded your head to give him permission. He leaned down and kissed you, and you swore that at that moment you two were the only people there. He slowly pulled away and you were slightly disappointed, you had been waiting for this moment for weeks. He laughed seeing the look on your face. 

“You want me to kiss you again.” It was a statement, not a question, but you still nodded. He leaned down again and whispered, “be mine?” 

“Of course,” you said just before he kissed you again. Maybe Hailey was right after all.

[puppywritings]

pairing: adachi yuto x reader (gender neutral) word count: 0.3k prompts: ‘are you crying again?’ + ‘i’m sick of waking up without you’ (x) masterlist:

taglist: @babiesunshine​ @seonghwashyung​ @panpandami​ @zedwards​ (here’s the form to be added to my taglists!) 

Dating an idol meant that your relationship had challenges that may not be present in other relationships. You were in the public eye, which had its difficulties, and Yuto was rather busy a lot of the time. Of course, you were happy for the success of him and his groupmates, but when he went on tour for an extended amount of time, you missed him more than words could say.

Which led to where you were that Sunday morning. Sitting on the edge of your bed, huddled in your blankets, listening to the ringing tone calling out from your phone as you waited for your boyfriend to pick up.

“Hello?” came Yuto’s deep voice through the speaker, at what must’ve been the final ring.

“Hi, baby,” you sniffled back, your heart pounding at the sound of his voice. 

“Are you crying again?” he asked, concern lilting his voice.

“Yeah,” you confirmed, laughing awkwardly. “I’m sick of waking up without you.”

“Me too,” Yuto agreed, and you heard the frown in his voice. You could picture his expression, lips turned downwards and eyebrows knitted together. “Will you be okay today?”

“Yeah, I guess. I just miss you.”

“Look after yourself for me, okay?” he asked. “Promise me.”

“I promise,” you agreed.

“That’s my baby,” he praised you. “Take a nice bath, watch something nice on tv.”

You thought about his suggestions, formulating plans in your mind for the day ahead. “Okay. That sounds good.”

“I have to go, okay? But I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” you returned, sniffling.

“I’ll call you later,” he promised. “Goodbye.”

“Bye bye,” you bid him. You wiped your eyes, inhaling and exhaling evenly to calm yourself. You picked yourself up and engaged in self-care as well as you could, all the while awaiting Yuto’s call later on.

[ourimawonderland]

“Sinner” - Yuto

[demon AU - requested]

„You really are a sinner, aren’t you.“

Your boyfriend Yuto turned around, surprised at your sudden comment.

His face turned into something unreadable 
„What do you mean?“ He asked, his voice low. Somehow dangerous.
 „You ate all the Halloween sweets didn’t you?“ You laughed. „Don't give me that look, you can't lie to me.“
„Oh, I can.“ He whispered.
„What?“
„Nothing. Let's get this party started, shall we?“

You two were decorating the house for a Halloween party with your friends. 
Furthermore, you knew Yuto for a year now, so it's also your anniversary. It's always a funny story to tell, how you two met. It was a party at a friends house, you didn’t want to go at first, but now you are glad you did. 
While everyone was dancing, you met a pair of eyes through the room, which instantly fascinated you. They were glowing red. You are still amazed at how cool his costume was.
 You lost him for a second, when he suddenly appeared before you, which startled you of course.

„You’re Y/N, right?“ Was the first thing he asked. Even though it was a bit weird you two talked all evening and met again a few days after. Since then you were with Yuto, and your life has never been better.

The sound of the doorbell took you back to reality. 
When you opened the door, an unfamiliar face appeared before you. 
His eyes glowing red, and a smirk resting on his face.

„Hi!“


Yuto appeared around the corner. When he saw the figure standing in the entrance, he abruptly was standing before you, shielding you.
„Kino.“ He growled. „What are you doing here.“
„Who’s this?“ You asked, glancing over your boyfriend's shoulder.

„No one important, ignore him, love.“
„Love?“ The man called Kino laughed. „Is that the reason, why you haven’t come back yet?“
„Get out of here Kino, before I personally send you back to hell.“
What the hell was going on? You were perplexed, why Yuto was acting like this. He was always a gentle person, he could get angry, but not like this. This is not the Yuto you knew.
„Yuto what is going on here?“ You raised your voice, wanting an answer.

„Right Yuto, why don’t you tell her? I can do that if you want“ Kino laughed.

„Get out of here. I really mean it.“

„I only came to check on my dear brother, who hasn’t come back home for a year now. And I see you haven’t finished your mission yet.“
„KINO!“ Yuto suddenly shouted and stormed forward, to grab Kino at his collar.

But before he could touch him, Kino vanished, leaving traces of a laugh in the air.
You sat down on the floor. Everything was just too confusing right now. Who was he? What did he mean with a mission?

Yuto just stood there, not turning around to face you.

„Yuto.“ 
He remained quiet.
„Yuto explain this, now.“

„I can’t“ He whispered, which made you get up.

You placed your hands on his back.
„Please talk to me.“
„If I do that, I might lose you“ His shoulders were shaking a bit, it was due to anger. Anger towards Kino, who ruined everything and towards himself, because he lied to you all this time.
„You won’t lose me. Never. Don’t worry, but please don’t lie to me.“

„I already did that!“ He suddenly whirled around, rage emitting from him.

His eyes burning in that same red tint, like the day you met.
„Wha-“ You began, while Yuto put a distance between you two.
„Y/N, I've been lying to you, this whole time.“ He confessed. „But I only did that because I thought I will lose you, when you find out, who I really am.“
You waited for him to continue, unable to progress this whole thing.

„I’m a demon.“

„A what?“ You laughed.
„That's the truth. I only met you a year ago, because I was sent on a mission, to harvest a pure soul. And that happened to be you.“ He cracked a sad smile.

„But it didn’t go as planned. As I tried to lure you outside, away from all these people, we started to talk, which quickly changed to you telling me about your dreams and ambitions. Your eyes were shining. I’ve never seen anything like this before. So I became curious. How someone like you lives, how you handle certain things. And that's why I met you again. To find the reason behind you and my curiosity. But I ended up falling for you. I suddenly knew, why your soul was so pure. You quickly pulled me into your world. And I didn't want to leave. That's why I didn’t go home, to hell, again. 
I came to ruin you, but instead, you changed me. Someone like me, who is a sinner.“


His eyes staring at the ground.
Surprisingly, you were calm. Even though everything he just told you, was so unbelievable. But there was one thing you knew for sure.
„My feelings for you won’t change, just because of this.“ 
Yuto’s eyes found yours, a mix of fear and admiration displayed in them.
„I know that everything you did for me, wasn’t fake, all these years. I'm not gonna lie, I'm still trying to understand, what you just told me. But I know for sure, that I want to be together with you. So we can work this out. As long as you don’t collect my soul.“ 
He laughed.

When he stepped forward and swung his arms around you, you felt his warmth. He placed a kiss on your head.


„Thank you, love.“ He mumbled.

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Hope you like it 🖤 This was a request for our Halloween special, so feel free to request something too! 👻🎃

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Vandalization - Yuto

Group: Pentagon Member: Yuto  (da) Genre: Fluff with some young & dumb stuff. Request: Part of my pentadrabbles! Length: decently short, still a drabble. 1541 words He took young and dumb to a new level and like always you came to the rescue.

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Yuto’s friends, which by default are also your friends, are a crazy bunch. His best two friends, Hyunggu and Wooseok, who were his age were probably the worst influences on him. Yuto in nature is quiet, even when he knows someone really well he’s just quiet. Wooseok and Hyunggu bring out a side of Yuto you don’t see with anyone else. It’s impressive, really impressive but it’s also terrifying. He gets stupid, he gets risky, and sometimes he gets into trouble.

So when Yuto said he was going out with the guys tonight you rolled your eyes with a teasing jab. “Okay, just don’t get arrested. If I get a call I’m going to strangle you.” To which he replied with a snarky but playful. “Yes mom.” Before he left to see his friends.

You’re all young, all in your twenties even your older friends. Everyone expected the staying out late drinking in groups, making causing havoc in the local parks or making too much noise out by the river. Young, dumb, and reckless in your twenties. That’s what is expected.

Usually that’s what Yuto returns home with stories of, like how drunk Hyunggu got once and it took both of his friends to prevent the young man from stripping down and jumping into a fountain in the park they frequent at 1AM. Or of how they went out of their hyungs and they all encouraged and then watching Hyojong get a tattoo of a smiley face on his ass. These situations and stories were usually funny, no one got hurt (unless you count tattooing), and it was all in good fun.

When your cell phone woke you up at 1:45 you thought maybe Wooseok was calling because in his hazy mind he couldn’t remember the passcode to your door and didn’t want to wake your neighboring apartments.

“Hello? Miss (Y/N), I’m calling about a mister Adachi Yuto.”

The gruff voice on the other line jerked you from sleep, and the speed you sat up made your head spin.

“Yes? This is her speaking. What happened?”

“Well, this is officer Kim, Mister Adachi is sitting here in our holding cell with some friends and I need someone who can come pick him up.”

“Has he been arrested?” You scrambled from the warm blankets to the cold outer world and shuffled to find appropriate clothing.

“No ma’am, he and his friends were caught vandalising public property about half an hour ago and because this is his first offence he’s getting let off with a warning. But someone still needs to come get him, especially since he isn’t sober.”

“Right.” You paused, already plotting Yuto’s murder. “I’ll be down shortly. Can I only pick up Yuto or can I sign out Hyunggu and Wooseok too.”

“You may get them all if you’d like.” There was a pause. “If they aren’t too much to handle.”

“Sir, my boyfriend and his friends aren’t too much for me to handle. Thank you for letting them off with a warning.”

“Sure, I’ll be here when you get here.”

The line when dead and you rushed to change into a pair of tights and a hoodie. You grabbed your keys, threw your phone in your purse, and slipped on your shoes grumbling under your breath the whole time.

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Signing your name on the check out form for all three of your friends, you glanced over at them to see the regretful looks on their faces as they held cups of coffee in their hands. They weren’t saying anything, they weren’t even looking at you. The words you wanted to say were on the tip of your tongue, you wanted so desperately to tear into them about being stupid and almost getting arrested. However you assumed the officers who brought them in had done that already.

“Thank you ma’am.” Officer Kim nodded, checking over everything before nodded. “You kids are free to go, try to stay out of trouble okay?”

“Yes sir.” All three guys replied at the same time.

“Thank you again for not arresting them.” You bowed slightly.

“I caused trouble when I was younger too, I remember what it was like to feel invincible. But please, remember rules are here for a reason. Just be a bit more responsible okay? Have a good night.”

A chorus of ‘thank you’s and ‘you too’s followed before you lead the three out of the police station and to your car. The two influencers quietly crawled into your backseat as Yuto very slowly took the passenger’s seat. They moved slowly, carefully as if you were snap at them if they were too loud. You wanted to, oh how did you want to give them an ear full but you just sighed.

“I’m glad you didn’t actually get arrested, I would not have bail your dumbasses out.” You turned to look at each of them in turn, for the first time that night they returned the look, albeit much more reserved. “I’m dropping you two off at your own apartment.”

Wooseok and Hyunggu nodded, quickly agreeing. The drive was quiet, none of them knew what to say in response to everything and you, while you were no longer upset, just wanted to go back to bed and pretend this was a weird dream. You pulled up outside the first apartment pretty quickly seeing as they only live 5 minutes away from yours.

“Thank you (Y/N)... I’m sorry we drug you into this. Have a good rest of your night.” Wooseok said through Yuto’s open window as Hyunggu crawled through the window.

“Yea, I’m sorry too. We never meant for it all to happen. I guess we drank too much. Thank you for saving us from spending the night in the police station.” Hyunggu, in a last ditch effort to get on your good side, blew you a kiss. When you failed to react, he covered it with a cough and tugged Wooseok into their building quickly.

The rest of the drive to your apartment was just as silent, usually Yuto would have held your hand or placed it on your leg out of habit but his hands were clasped in his lap. He watched the scenery pass as your drove, only looking back when you had parked and turned the car off. He slowly gathered himself and waited for you outside the car as you grabbed your things. He walked behind you like always, his arm hovering just behind your lower back, as you walked to your building and input the code to get in. He stayed close behind you as you got to the elevator and got off at your floor. He waited quietly as you pulled your apartment key out and unlocked the door, discarded your shoes, and dropped your purse on the closest hard surface.

You were half way back to your shared room when he finally removed his shoes and set his wallet and keys beside your purse. He hung his jacket up by the door and followed your soft steps towards the bedroom. You were already back in your pajamas when he crossed the threshold.

“Shower, then you can tell me what happened.” He nodded, grabbing what he needed and going to the bathroom.

When he was done and dressed he found you sitting atop the duvet book in hand. He dropped his dirty clothes in the hamper and sat on his side of the bed, waiting for you to finish. You marked your page and turned your whole body to face him.

“I’m sorry. You can strangle me if you’d like to.” He smiled a little to see if you’d react.

“Don’t tempt me Adachi.” You rolled your eyes, a little chuckle escaping. “What did you even do? Vandalizing what?”

“Wooseok found some spray cans of paint and started painting on a old brick building outside the bar. We were just using what was left of the paint until Hyunggu painted a giant multi-colored penis on the wall. Wooseok had added “Suck it” around it. I was just adding some details when a patrol car caught us.”

“You almost got arrested” You had to pause, “because you were spray painting a giant dick on a wall?”

“It’s not one of out better moments.” Yuto shrugged, thankful you were laughing at him and not scolding him.

“I can’t say I’m surprised honestly.” You ended up doubled over laughing till tears fell. “I love a complete idiot.”

“I never claimed to not be an idiot.” You nodded along with him.

“You’re correct. I love you regardless but please, when I jokingly say to not get arrested take it seriously!” He nodded quickly, opening his arm for you to crawl into.

As you two settled in bed, his hand gently massaging your scalp. He cleared his throat.

“Just don’t mention this to my mom okay?”

“Are you kidding? I’m bringing it up first thing next phone call.”

“Then you can’t talk to her ever again.” He decided as he rolled over on top of you to distract you and despite you thrashing and giggles, he stayed there until the two of you fell asleep and he slowly ended up back by your side cuddling you close.