#♡ hongjoong

[junhui-recs]

── ateez tags .ᐟ ⋆₊.*:･

♡ hongjoong ♡ seonghwa ♡ yunho ♡ mingi ♡ wooyoung ♡ yeosang ♡ san ♡ jongho

[wenjunehui]

ateez tags

[joongsheartx]

this is a man who has crazy eye contact during sex. he loves watching your reaction to how well he’s fucking you. and every time you look away from him he’ll stop.

“baby you got to look at me. keep watching me and i’ll keep making you feel so good.”

you nod your head and let out a hush sorry. but you couldn’t help how you would react to him watching you with those brown eyes, and that smirk that would grow on his face when he knew you were seconds away from coming.

[moanz111]

your anniversary with long distance boyfriend hongjoong

seonghwa • hongjoong • yunho • yeosang • san • mingi • wooyoung • jongho

request: Can you maybe do a fem reader with all Ateez members (seperate^^) being in a long distance relationship and either the reader or the members are surprising the other for their anniversary?

note: this will be some sort of a mini series so every member's part will be posted soon! also all of these are extremely silly and unserious, i'm sorry 😭 also i really didn't know what title to put for these so 😭

genre: smau, humour/crack, fluff

tags/warnings: i think it's pretty obvious but use of pet names (baby, love)

[koyagifs]

𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪

pairing: hongjoong x reader au: mafia genre: gore word count: 1.664 words summary: hongjoong gets kidnapped thinking he’s the leader when they have it all wrong. warning(s): gore!! blood, guns, swearing. I mean, come on it's a mafia au.

The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sharp tang of gunpowder. Your doberman’s snarls reverberated through the room, her sharp teeth bared, and her claws scraping against the tiled floor as she lunged just enough to keep the men frozen in place.

The desk beneath you creaked slightly as you shifted your weight, crossing one leg over the other, exuding an air of unbothered control. The dim light overhead cast long, sinister shadows on the walls, amplifying the chaos around you.

"Pathetic," you muttered, your voice slicing through the panicked murmurs of the cowering men. You spun the gun idly in your hand, the movement precise and practiced, a deliberate display of dominance. The glossy finish of your weapon caught the light, a glint of warning.

The weight of the gun in your hand was a silent reminder of the power you held in this moment. Jongho's grip on the man’s shoulder was unyielding, and San’s fingers dug into the other side of his arm, keeping him firmly on his knees. The man struggled to keep his composure, but his wandering gaze betrayed him, lingering too long on your legs as your dress rode up ever so slightly.

You let out a sharp, disdainful tsk, your crimson lips curling into a faint sneer and tilted your head slightly, the corners of your lips curling into a smirk.

"You know," you said, your voice calm yet laced with an edge of menace, "it's impolite to stare." The barrel of your gun lazily trailed along the desk, your doberman letting out another guttural bark that made the man's shoulders jolt in fear.

San tightened his grip on the man's shoulders, forcing him to stay on his knees. "Eyes up," San growled, his tone low and dangerous.

Jongho, ever the picture of controlled fury, leaned in closer, his fingers digging into the man’s arm. “Better start talking,” he said coldly, “or her next move won’t just be a warning.”

The man’s eyes darted between you and the gun in your hand, his breathing uneven as beads of sweat rolled down his temple. You leaned forward slightly, the movement deliberate, your gaze locking onto his.

The room seemed to shrink under the weight of your words, the tension thick enough to choke. The man’s breathing quickened, his chest rising and falling erratically as his eyes flicked to the gun and back to your unwavering stare.

“W-Where is who?” he stammered, his voice trembling, the words barely audible over the growls of your doberman.

You sighed, a sound of mock disappointment, and leaned back slightly, your head tilting as if considering his pathetic display. The gun in your hand tilted upward, pressing lightly against his forehead, the cold steel making him shiver.

“Don’t play dumb,” you said, your voice calm but laced with deadly intent. “You know exactly who I’m talking about. Where is he?”

San shifted his grip, forcing the man’s head to tilt upward. “You really want to test her patience?” San hissed, his voice low and threatening.

Jongho added pressure to the man’s shoulder, his jaw clenched. “Answer her,” he growled. “Now.”

The man gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously. “I-I don’t know,” he blurted out, his voice breaking. “I swear, I don’t know where he is! They— They don’t tell me anything!”

Your eyes narrowed, your lips curling into a dangerous smile. "Wrong answer," you said coldly, the sound of the safety clicking off punctuating your words.

The man’s sobs grew louder, his pitiful rambling filling the room as tears and snot streaked his face. He kept glancing at your doberman, who stood poised and ready, her growls low and menacing. His words were a jumble of apologies and desperate pleas for mercy, claiming ignorance over and over.

You sighed heavily, your expression one of pure exasperation, and leaned forward deliberately, resting your elbows on your knees. The movement was slow and calculated, your neckline dipping just enough to ensure his eyes fell exactly where you wanted them to.

His sobs hitched for a moment as his gaze faltered. You smirked to yourself—hook, line, and sinker. “Look at you,” you said mockingly, your tone dripping with disdain. “Crying like a child. I thought you might be useful, but it seems I overestimated you.”

San chuckled darkly behind the man. “He’s too distracted to be useful,” he remarked, his voice laced with contempt.

Jongho’s grip tightened as he forced the man to face forward again. “Eyes where they’re supposed to be,” he snapped, his patience clearly wearing thin.

You tilted your head slightly, feigning curiosity. "Oh, but maybe you can be useful," you mused, running a finger along the edge of the gun. "You see, I have a rule—if you can’t give me what I want, you’d better make yourself entertaining."

The man gulped again, his face pale as he began to stammer something unintelligible. You leaned in closer, your voice soft but dripping with menace. “So, what’s it going to be? Will you tell me what I want to know, or should I let my dog have her fun?”

Your doberman let out another growl on cue, and the man practically jumped out of his skin. "I-I'll talk! Just—just don’t kill me!" he blurted, his voice cracking.

You smiled, slow and wicked. "Good boy," you purred. "Now start talking."

Just as he gave you the information to Hongjoong location, you tapped his check before you signaled to San and Jongho to let him go. The sigh of relief was heard from him and the smirk on your face grew. You shook your head no, tsking as you began to pet your doberman. “fass”

The man’s sigh of relief was short-lived, his shoulders sagging for barely a second before he froze at the sound of your sharp command.

“Fass,” you repeated, your voice smooth and decisive as you stroked your doberman’s head. Her ears perked, and in an instant, she lunged at the man, her jaws locking onto his arm with terrifying precision. His scream echoed through the room, piercing and desperate, as he tried to pull away, but your dog was relentless.

San and Jongho stood back, their expressions unreadable as they watched the scene unfold. Jongho crossed his arms, leaning against the desk, while San tilted his head slightly, a cold smirk tugging at his lips.

You watched calmly, your head tilted as though studying a particularly boring piece of art. “I let you believe you’d walk out of here,” you said, your voice carrying over the man’s cries. “But lying to me? That’s a crime I can’t forgive.”

The man thrashed, pleading for mercy between his sobs. Your doberman growled deeply, shaking her head slightly, her grip firm.

You crouched down to meet the man’s panicked gaze, your smirk never wavering. “Consider this... motivation,” you said sweetly. “For anyone else who thinks they can waste my time.”

With a quick whistle, your doberman released him, stepping back with a satisfied huff. The man crumpled to the floor, clutching his bleeding arm as he whimpered incoherently.

The faint hum of your tune echoed down the corridor as you walked, your heels clicking rhythmically against the tiled floor. Jongho and San flanked you, their movements sharp and ready, a quiet storm of power at your back.

Pulling a small, tattered piece of clothing from your pocket, you held it out, your fingers brushing against the coarse fabric. Your doberman, Nala, perked up immediately, her nose twitching as she caught the scent.

“Zook, Nala,” you commanded softly, your voice firm yet calm. The word was a trigger, and Nala instantly responded, her nose pressing into the fabric before lowering to the ground, inhaling deeply.

She let out a sharp bark and began to pull forward, her muscles taut with purpose as she led the way.

There stood Hongjoong, leaning casually against the doorway as though he hadn’t just been hunted down. A smirk tugged at his lips, his gun resting loosely at his side. His sharp eyes darted to you, then to the doberman by your side, and finally back to you, his expression a mix of amusement and admiration.

“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice smooth and taunting. “I was wondering how long it would take you.”

Nala let out a sharp bark, her body tense as she stood her ground, her gaze locked on him. You raised a hand to calm her, your expression unreadable as you took a step closer.

“Funny,” you said, your tone cutting through the tension like a blade. “I was just about to ask you the same thing.”

His smirk widened, and before you could react, he raised his gun—not to fire, but to press it lightly against your temple as he stepped closer. The gesture wasn’t hostile; it was a challenge.

“You’re not easy to find,” he murmured, leaning in until his lips were just inches from yours. “But that’s why I like you.”

The air between you crackled with intensity, and just as your hand inched toward your own weapon, he surprised you. His lips crashed against yours, his gun dropping to the side as his free hand snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. The kiss was hungry, passionate, and unapologetic, as though he’d been waiting for this moment just as much as you had.

Your fingers tangled in his shirt instinctively, and for a moment, the room around you disappeared, leaving only the two of you and the fire burning between you.

When he finally pulled away, his forehead rested lightly against yours, his breath mingling with yours as he whispered, “Now, what took you so long?”

You let out a soft laugh, a smirk creeping onto your lips. “Had to clean up your mess first,” you teased, your voice dripping with mock annoyance.

His laugh was low and rich, the sound warming the tension that had been hanging in the air moments before. “You always do.”

[vampzity]

handcuffed | MATZ

“get you on my level do you think that you could handle it?” — promiscuous, nelly furtado

—✫ pairing: police! matz x criminal! fem reader

—✫ genre: SMUT!!!, police au, ateez, MATZ, park seonghwa, kim hongjoong, MDNI 18+!!!!!

—✫ synopsis: getting arrested by the city’s best cops wasn’t great. however their personal punishment for you, made it worthwhile.

—✫ wc: 2.8k

[warnings]: PURE SMUT no plot, bondage, mentioning of guns, unprotected sex (wrap it up!), threesome, dom matz, sub reader, oral (m. & f. receiving), pet names (baby, pretty, love, slut), choking, love bites, breeding kink, voyuerism, edging, dacryphillia, slapping

—✫ a/n: this isn’t meant to romanticize or glorify cops in anyway btw! if you’re uncomfortable then please don’t read!

“Tell the chief we’ll be there shortly.. don’t tell him we caught her.”

Seonghwa looked at you smugly as you sat handcuffed in the back seat. You rolled your eyes at him, annoyed that out of all the times you happened to be in the alleys, it’s when they were out. Now you were arrested and going to jail. All because you had to make a living.

“Quiet are we? I can promise you won’t be for long.”

Hongjoong glanced at you through the rearview mirror, smirking softly as he sent the chief a quick text. Seonghwa however, got out of the vehicle and came to your door, opening it and taking a seat beside you. You gave him a puzzled look as he only stared back at you with lust in his eyes.

You broke your gaze to look at Hongjoong, who continued texting on his phone. Seonghwa tugged against your handcuffs, trying to bring your attention back to him.

“What are you doing??!” you spoke, trying to pull your arms away from him.

He retorted quickly, pulling his gun from his pocket and holding it to your head. Your eyes widened, while his own only grew from the urges that fueled his desire. He brought his lips to your ear, his breath maybe you shiver slightly as it landed against your skin.

“Not so happy about us catching you, huh?” he started, his lips making their way to your neck. “We can let you go..”

Your eyes lit up, soon narrowing as he sat before you once again. They weren’t going to let you go so easily, of course not. Not unless they got what they wanted from you. Choosing to stay quiet, you decided to hear out their suggestion.

“If, you let us have some fun with you.”

His head tilted at you, a smug smile creeping on his face. He looked towards Hongjoong, bringing his gun down from your head and placing it back in his belt. You watched as his did this, knowing there were plenty of chances where you could easily escape, but apart of you wanted to stay. You were handcuffed in a car with two insanely handsome cops, why would you force a way out, when they’re offering.

“We’ve heard a lot about you love.. don’t you wanna prove to us why you deserve to be free?”

You nodded, Seonghwa’s hand holding to your handcuffs. His lips pressed against your chin, taking a small bite at you. You hummed at his action, your face turning red at how straight forward he was.

He placed his hand against your cheek, caressing it softly as he continued to suckle and bite against your neck. His free hand undid his buckle, He pulled his cock out, grabbed you by your neck and adjusting you so you were hovering over him. His cock stood angrily in front of you, veins throbbing as he was desperate for your lips on his own.

“Make me happy, won’t you baby?” he pouted, rubbing his cock softly.

He grabbed you by your hair, pushing your mouth onto his cock. He groaned loudly at feeling your checks glide against him. He pulled your head up and down slowly, feeling his eyes roll back as the back of your throat hit his tip.

“Fuckk… just like that.”

His teeth gritted, causing him to throw his head back at the pleasure. Hongjoong glanced at the rearview mirror, observing the two of you closely. His raging cock pulsated at seeing how your mouth fit perfectly around Seonghwa’s cock.

Oh how he wished it was him whose lips you were around.

Hongjoong started the car and drove off, eager to find a place to park so that he could join the two of you. His cock pressing against the fabric of clothing that held it back. Meanwhile, Seonghwa moaned and groaned at you as he continuously bobbed your head up and down for you. He began to thrust into your mouth, making you choke against him.

“Oh c’mon, don’t act like you’re new to this.” he leaned over to you, the glare in his eyes becoming narrow.

He pulled you off of him, holding onto his cock as his other hand’s grip tightened on your hair. He tapped his tip against your lips, groaning at his own sensitivity.

“Open up. Tongue out.” he demanded.

You nodded, opening your mouth enough that your tongue hung from the outside. He rubbed his cock against your tongue, his moans becoming a symphony to your ears as he got himself off. His tip dripped of precum, leaving a slight salty feeling against your tongue.

“Yup,” he let out a breathy moan. “Anything you gotta do for us to set you free, pretty.”

You looked up at him, his head was thrown back as his mouth was agape. It was a sight to see and as much as you hated these cops, it turned you on. Seonghwa grabbed your head, pushing it onto his cock without warning. He thrusted into your mouth as you struggled to breathe, feeling your eyes swell up with tears as the constant choking.

You slapped the seat with your hand, eager to tap out but at the same time wanting to taste the rush of his pleasure. His shaft twitched as he continued to fuck himself with your mouth, his back arching at the sensitivity in his tip.

“Yea.. yea just like that.” His moans filled the car, all while your own vibrated against his cock.

His moans turned into small whimpers as he felt his high reach closer and closer. His thrusts became faster and faster, his grip tightening on your hair. He felt a pit fill inside his stomach, his cock twitching in your mouth as spirts of cum escaped him. He held your head still as his pace slowed, your throat filling with his warmth as he let himself go. Seonghwa whispered a soft “fuck” as he pulled your head off him, admiring the cum that dripped from your lips. His head tilted at you, he smiled and wiped his cum with his thumb, sticking it back in your mouth.

“Be a good girl and swallow for me.”

You felt your cheeks flush at his words, swallowing him whole as your tongue swirled around his thumb. He nodded, removing his thumb from your mouth. He sat up, watching as Hongjoong hurriedly parked the car and struggled to undo his seatbelt. You fixed your hair, straying your eye contact away from Seonghwa but it wasn’t from embarrassment, no, rather from how turned on he made you. How easily he folded under you when he usually put up a facade.

Hongjoong opened your door forcefully, pushing you toward the middle seat as he got in. He quickly undid his buckle as a look of eagerness settled on him. You were used to seeing men beg and pry at you, but to see not one but two cops do so, was arousing. It gave you a new sense of confidence.

“Jjoong relax, she’s not going anywhere. That is, if she wants to be let go.” Seonghwa mumbled, sitting on the right side of you.

His eyes hung low, a hint of lust still present in them. You glanced at him for a second, your eyes meeting. Butterflies danced in your stomach as you caught his gaze, knowing he was far from done with toying around with you.

“Is it my turn or not? It would be nice to get some action you know..”

You chuckled softly, pulling your underwear off to the side as you sat on your knees. Both the. it’s eyes widened as they observed your bottom half. You bekt over slightly, giving Seonghwa a show of your behind. You pulled out Hongjoong’s dick watching it spring back at you. A small grown escaped his mouth, his hand coming up to play with your hair.

He seemed more gentle at first, at least more gentle than Seonghwa was being. However, you knew it wouldn’t be long before he too, was getting aggressive.

You brought your face to his cock, seeing the mess he had already caused in his pants. You licked his tip softly, earning small moans from him as he adjusted himself in his seat. You glanced at him for a second, catching the desperation portrayed on his face.

“Stop playing hard to get.” Seonghwa pursued.

He picked you up swiftly, placing you onto Hongjoong’s lap without any fair warning. His cock sat in you tightly, making you cry out in pleasure at how harshly you sat on him. You gave Seonghwa an annoyed look, only to receive a careless shrug back.

Hongjoong however, was more focused on your body than whatever animosity you had against his right hand man. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he moved you against him, feeling his cock push in and out of you slightly. He groaned, lifting your shirt up just enough so he could lick at your nipples. His tongue teased at them, making you whine slightly as you continue to ride him.

Seonghwa watched the both of you carefully, enjoying every bit of delight that came from you two. Of course he wanted his partner to have his time with you, but he couldn’t resist himself. The way you rode his cock, how he could feel your walls clenching around it as if it were his own.

He began to jerk himself off in the corner of the car, watching you intently as Hongjoong toyed at your breasts. Your hands were still handcuffed, but not as much as he wished them to be.

Stopping for a moment, he grabbed the key, adjusting your arms to behind your back and locking the handcuffs in place. Now you truly were a rope bunny, except with the slight twist of handcuffs and boy, Seonghwa couldn’t wait to stuff you with his cock.

In your own world, you rolled your hips faster, feeling Hongjoongs cock push at your g-spot in the perfect way. His grip on your waist began to dig into your skin as he struggled to keep himself from cumming too early, but god how he wanted to see your cunt leaking of not just yours but his own.

“Hongjoong.. wait..” You moaned loudly, throwing your head back as he continued to lick and bite at your nipples.

You struggled to even keep up with him, thinking he would be more gentler than Seonghwa. Silly of you to believe that this was truly bad cop, good cop.

“Shut up. Act like a…. whore, I’ll fuck… you like one.”

Hongjoong could barely make out a sentence, struggling to catch his breath as he began to thrust inside you as he forced your riding. He knew he wasn’t as blunt as Seonghwa, hell, he felt bad being forceful. In that moment, he didn’t care, he just wanted you and all he saw was you in the car. Seonghwa’s precense didn’t matter to him. You felt your climax pulling you in, feeling like you were going to undo yourself on top of Hongjoong at any second, as was he.

“Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m gonna..” he mumbled.

Seonghwa’s hand held you down, stopping the both of you. Hongjoong’s face fell, a slight whiny groan coming from him. Of course Seonghwa would stop you too. He wouldn’t let you get the satisfaction and think you’re let off the hook. Oh no. You needed to try harder than that. Especially when he’s a harder nut to break than Hongjoong.

“All 4’s, in between us. Ass to me, face to my partner.”

Your eyes widened at Seonghwa, but you nodded and quickly did as you were told, not wanting to find out the consequences. Every time that you “fuck the police,” you’d never thought it would end up being literal.

Hongjoong held onto your head, wasting no time to stuff your mouth with his cock. This time he was less gentle and hungrier for your touch. You choked for a second as his tip hit the back of your throat, wanting to gag but knowing you had to hold back. Seonghwa sat up behind you, rubbing his tumb against your entrance before pulling your underwear down softly.

“Mm.. someone’s enjoying herself isn’t she?” he mumbled, leaning down in your ear.

He placed his hand against your cunt, spreading it as your juices coated his fingers. You moaned in pleasure, vibrating against Hongjoong’s dick. Seonghwa pressed two fingers into you, curling them so they hit your spot perfectly. He fingered you softly, watching as you arched your back to his touch. Small moans continued to escape you, all while Hongjoong moved your head against him.

“You like that, baby?” Seonghwa hummed, leaning over to place small kisses against your back.

His fingers pumped into you faster, the sound of your cunt filling the car as moans mixed in between you and Hongjoong. You felt your high chasing after you, a ball filling into your stomach as your climax heightened. The urge to let yourself go in the backseat was a desperate feeling, especially after you were denied of one earlier.

Seonghwa kneeled down, placing your cunt in front of his face as his tongue licked against you. He licked up your juices, softly rubbing your clit as you struggled to keep yourself up. He sucked at your lips softly, his tongue pushing into your opening as his pace grew faster.

“Hmm…” you mumbled, feeling your eyes roll back as your climax approached you.

Seonghwa noticed this, his pace slowing as he began to move his head away from you. You whined out in agony, wanting so badly to let yourself go but he just wouldn’t let you. He shuffled behind you, quickly pulling his cock out and placing it at your entrance. He rubbed it against you softly, earning a small whine from you. He pushed in softly, groaning at how you immediately spasmed around him.

You were soaked, and Seonghwa loved every part of it. He grabbed your cuffs, holding onto them as he began to thrust into you. His thrusts were slow and steady, not causing you too much trouble.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” he forced out.

His thrusts became harder, forcing himself into you more and more. You choked against Hongjoong, feeling your stomach tighten as he fucked you.

“We might.. have to arrest.. her more often…” Hongjoong spoke, his hand tightly gripped around your neck as he bobbed you up and down on his cock.

Your moans grew louder with every push, Seonghwa’s tip pressing against your cervix. Your walls clenched around him, making his thrust delayed.

“Oh you like that??? You dirty slut.”

Seonghwa smacked your ass, placing both of his hands at your hips. You let out a muffled cry, tears streaming down your face as both officers fucked you relentlessly. Hongjoong thrusted into your mouth, letting out countless groans as he felt his own high approaching. Your own climax was growing as well, feeling a sense of relief knowing that Seonghwa’s was finally letting you go.

“Oh fuck.. fuck, fuck, fuck.. I’m gonna..”

Hongjoong let out one more thrust, your mouth filling with warm liquid as he held your head in place. His cum dribbled down your chin, spilling onto his thighs. Seonghwa continued fucking you stupid, making you choke on Hongjoong’s cum as you whined out. You felt yourself about to give out any second, your legs shaking as he pounded into you.

“Yea, yea.. just like that..” he started. “Cum on it love.. you know.. you want to..”

His voice was straining as he struggled to maintain himself. Feeling as if he was only seconds away from reaching his own high as he encouraged you. He grabbed onto your hair, pulling your head back as his thrust became harder. The boys admired you; a mixture of cum and tears dripping down your face as your emotions ran haywire.

“Seonghwa..” you whined, feeling your walls tense up around him, signaling your need to let go.

His free hand slipped under your body, circling around your clit slowly. He smirked as you cried out in pleasure, your high crashing within seconds. Your cum surrounded him, filling the car with squelching noises as he fucked you.

“You’re such.. an easy fuck.. oh, fuck.”

With a last thrust, Seonghwa shoved his dick into you, his cum seeping out the sides. He collapsed on top of you, slowly thrusting as he rode out his own high. He pulled out his cock, watching as the mix of juices seeped from you. Smiling, he stuck two fingers in you, leaving over to whisper in your ear.

“Get dressed and get out of my car, before I make sure that you can’t run free.”

—✫ a/n: i hope you guys enjoyed this! i’ve been so busy i’ve been struggling to find the time to finish writing this! hopefully this doesn’t seem too rushed :’)

—✫ taglist: @sundaybossanova @kittykat-25 @losrpark @vrtualsins @sanslovesblog

@scarfac3 @woojirang @joonezra @hwasddeongbyeoli @yyaurii

@mingtinysworld @dvrktvnnel @honeyhwaaa @vnessalau @cara-rey

@sanshairfollicles @tiredlittlevirgo @rvereri

[lxvemaze]

instagram stories w/ bf!hongjoong

hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, yeosang, san, mingi, wooyoung, jongho

[m1rotics]

thinking about hongjoong having a thing for you wearing jewelry during sex... a necklace with his initials dangling between your breasts when you ride him, or seeing your gold anklet when he has your legs on his shoulders. he literally groans when he catches sight of the rings he bought you on your fingers when you wrap them around his dick. I think... he'd go insane if you got his initials on your nails. her looks at you with a lazy smile, eyes all hooded and fixed on your hands when you shove them in his face gushing about how good they came out.

[aeraras]

　　　⁺　　 ❛김홍중　 ₊ 　 ❑ 　 ⸝⸝　　 (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:❀:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)

[ateezscupid]

Could I request reader taking the Ateez' members virginity?👀

ATEEZ IMAGINES : losing their virginity

HYUNG LINE: psh, khj, jyh, kys

WARNINGS: sub!ateez, dom!fem reader, soft!dom, losing virginity, begging, unprotected sex, vanilla sex, oral (f rec), pet names, miss/mommy kink, masturbation

A/N: i’ll turn any of these into fics! some might be short because i got super lazy

SEONGHWA sub!hwa

“i want you to be my first.” he said. “i-i want to do this with you, i wanna have my first time with you.”

“seonghwa-”

“w-we don’t even have to do prepare or anything! i-i have condoms and i know you take birth control because they help with your cramps. b-but i know you’re not… on your cycle.”

“i’m—i’m not.” you were surprised by how much he knew. you two shared everything with each other, though. “well, i do have some birth control with me now. condoms are so uncomfortable.”

“they’re uncomfortable?” seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows. he’s never even worn a condom before.

“have you…never worn one?” he shook his head in response. “well, guys say they’re uncomfortable, and it’s your first time. i’ll take some birth control real quick.”

“so we’re—we’re gonna do this?” hwa stammered. “we’re gonna do this really?”

“yes,” you giggle. “just wait here, i’ll go take some.”

seonghwa nodded and sat on your bed, fiddling his thumbs and taking slow breaths. he was absolutely sure about this. losing his virginity to his best friend, as well as his crush, he was sure he wanted to do this. and as nervous as he was, he was still a bit excited. would it feel different from his hand? probably. would it be like the videos he saw? he had so many questions he needed to be answered.

seonghwa could hear you doing something in the bathroom, but didn’t get up. you opened the door to the bathroom and came out in just your underwear. he could’ve passed out at that very moment.

“y-you’re so…pretty.” he huffs. you smile and walk over, pushing him back onto the bed and pulling his pants down again.

“so how do you wanna do this? do you want me on top or on the bottom?”

“o-on top.”

“hm. you’re so cute.” you smile and take your underwear off, throwing them onto the ground and putting your hands at the hem of his pants. you took them off completely then took his boxers off, slowly climbing on top of him and beginning to straddle him. he was so mesmerized by you, you were so beautiful to him.

hwa held your hips as you lift them and grips them tightly, jolting a bit when your wet folds pressed against his tip. you looked up at him. he looked so adorable beneath you.

“are you absolutely sure you want to do this? it just…happened so suddenly, i don’t wanna rush you into this.”

“i’m really sure i wanna do this.” seonghwa bit his lip. “i really really wanna do this.”

“okay… i’m going down now,” you place your hands on his chest and carefully lower yourself down onto his cock, clenching around him as soon as he made it inside. the hold on your hips tightened as he took in a breath.

seonghwa hoped you didn’t feel his heart beating through his chest at that moment.it was better than anything he had ever imagined. you were so warm and wet, and contracting around him trying to adjust to his size. just when you were about to talk to him, he was breathing heavily and mumbling incoherent words. you patted him on the cheek and giggled.

“hwa?” you tap him on the nose. “i’m… f-fuck, i’m gonna move now. okay?”

he couldn’t help but moan. your skin was so much softer than he had imagined, and this, again, felt so much better than he thought it would. he was drowning in pure pleasure. the only reason his eyes were closed was so he didn’t cum too fast. he felt it bubbling in his stomach.

“p-please… please move, mommy..”

“mommy?” you raised an eyebrow. when you pointed out our, he blushed heavily and hid his face with the back of his hand, his palm facing you. you chuckle softly and start moving your hips slowly, his own bucking.

“you’re adorable.”

HONGJOONG sub!joong

“joongie, look at me.” you turn his head over by his chin and peck him on the lips, continuing your movements on his cock. this would normally be the farthest you two would go. he’d eat you out, you’d suck him off and that would be it. but today, he was ready.

“i…” hongjoong whined, leaning into you. “m-mommy, i wanna—i wanna be i-inside you…”

“you will, joongie. but i told you to wait, didn’t i?” you kissed his cheek and stroked him faster, running your thumb over his tip. he was squirming underneath your hand, clearly overwhelmed by what you were doing.

hongjoong was already overstimulated since you were switching from handjobs to blowjobs for the past hour. he didn’t remember how many orgasms he’s had, but he knew it was a lot. of course, he didn’t have any complaints. he liked being played with like this. your hands were so smooth across his skin, he couldn’t get enough of them.

“m-miss please,” he pouts. “i-i wanna be i-inside you, please. i-i’m ready, i said i was ready!”

“i know!” you sigh and slow your hand movements down. “if you’re really ready, then i’ll let you inside. okay? do you want me to be on top or bottom?”

“can…can you be on bottom?” joong was so cute when he was nervous. you nod and lay down, spread your legs, and place a pillow underneath your head. you were prepared for this. not only because you’ve had sex before and you weren’t a virgin, but you prepared by using a dildo as much as you could. hongjoong was big.

“yeah…it might be better if i’m on top.” you utter. “joong, you’re fucking huge.”

“a-am i?” he looked at you with the same pretty eyes he always looked at you with, beady and filled with lust. he was too innocent for his own good. “sorry, i—”

“don’t be sorry, joongie. now get in front,”

he settles in front of you, hands planted on the mattress and rubbing his tip on your clit. he flinched just from the contact. you reach down and grab ahold of his cock, pulling him closer with your other hand and throwing your head back as he entered. god, he made you feel full.

“fuck, joongie…” you choked on your moans when he entered. the feeling of being stretched was something you were beginning to like. “joong?”

he was in his own little world, trying his best not to cum while also enjoying how tight you were around him. this new feeling; new sensation, was a little too much for him. he slowly began to lay on top of you, putting his body weight on yours and moaning softly into your neck.

“joong~” you coo in his ear. before you could even process it fully, he came inside of you. his hips stuttered and he moaned your name repeatedly. he was so sensitive it was adorable.

“s-sorry, sorry, i’m sorry…” hongjoong huffed in your ear. “t-too good, really good.”

“it’s okay, hongjoong, take your time..”

YUNHO sub!yunho

“y-yunho—fuck,” you grind your hips faster onto his face, completely taken over my pleasure at this point. his fingers only made her moan louder since they were moving at a fast pace inside of your cunt, pressing on your sensitive spots and making you whine.

“so good,” yunho’s words were muffled since you were sitting on his face, and he didn’t have a problem with it. if he could do this all day and night, he would. his tongue was all over your folds, occasionally prodding at your entrance and causing you to writhe in pleasure. it was even better when he messed with your clit.

“f-fuck, yunho i’m gonna cum!” you moaned loudly. he didn’t let up, continuing to eat you like a starved man. “s-stop, i wanna—i wanna do it on you!”

“huh?” his ears perk up and he lifts his head. “what do you mean?”

“what do you think i mean? unless you’re ready of course… but this is normally how far we get. we don’t do much afterward.”

“i-i just haven’t decided if i was ready or not. that’s all.” he gulped. “are you ready…?”

“i’m not a virgin, yunho. of course i’m ready. i’m just wondering if you are? i’m not going to rush you if you aren’t.”

“um,” he gulps. “i… i don’t know.”

“it’s okay, it’s fine. i won’t rush you or anything.” you were definitely disappointed, but respected his wishes. “but… i do wanna suck you off.”

“o-oh, um, okay.” he took his big hands away from your thighs and crawled toward you. for a man who was bigger than you, he acted like a baby who needed attention 24/7. you gave him a quick kiss on the lips and kissed down his body, stopping when your face was in contact with his boner. he shuddered as you pulled his pants down, small moans escaping his parted lips and all you did was palm him.

“it feels good?” your ego only grew when he nodded. “i cant wait to tease you, baby.” / “c-can i just be inside you now?”

“…” your hand stops. “you don’t wanna—“

“don’t have me beg anymore than i have to. please.” he sniffles. yunho was so adorable acting like this. of course you wanted him inside you as much as he did, but you thought messing with him would be enough. apparently it wasn’t. your pants and underwear were already off, so there wasn’t anything you had to take off.

yunho quickly pulls his shorts and boxers down to his knees. he was just full of surprises because god, was he big. you prop yourself up on your knees and hover yourself over his cock, allowing him to take a few breaths before you actually did it. you lower yourself and slide into his length, a relieved sigh leaving you as you did so.

yunho didn’t expect it to feel this good. it was better than he imagined. he felt all tingly inside and didn’t know how to react at first. all he knew was he felt good. really good.

“p-please…” he breathes in, clearly overwhelmed and trying his best to control himself. “p-please move.”

YEOSANG sub!yeo

“yeosang, we cant just fuck in a closet!” you tried your best to stay quiet as you spoke to him. whatever he had drank at the party you two attended was messing with his head.

“please y/n, we’re not gonna be home for a few hours and i wanna get this in at least for a few minutes.”

yeosang never usually acted like this. he was always so shy at parties and cling to your side because he wasn’t the type of person to enjoy parties. but now, here he was, dry jumping against your leg and whimpering into your shoulder. he was so cute when he was desperate. you assumed he was acting like this because he was drunk, but you couldn’t recall him drinking anything.

“yeosang…we can’t really do anything but grind on each other since you never told me if you were ready or not…” you get down on your knees.

“w-what are you doing?” he watched you get down and pulled his shirt up to see you.

“what do you think? i’ll suck you off then we can get home and finish there! duh.” you smiled as you unbuckled his belt and threw it behind you. yeosang pulled his pants down a bit and you giggled happily. he never understood why you’d feel good sucking him off, but he never complained. he loves it just as much as you did.

“mmm, you’ve been hard this whole time? you’re so cute, sangie.” you grinned, stroking him gently and pulling his boxers down. you didn’t waste a second putting the tip on your mouth, sucking off the pre-cum and wrapping both hands around his cock. he was still so sensitive, even though he’d received blowjobs from you plenty of times before. which made him think, yeosang’s only ever gotten blowjobs or handjobs from you with the occasional dry humping or grinding on each other. losing his virginity in a closet wasn’t the best idea, but he didn’t want to wait any longer.

“y/n…” he spoke through light moans and grunts. “can… can we do it in here? like, actually do it instead of you just giving me a blowjob or grinding on me?”

you popped him out of your mouth and stood, removing your hands from his cock. “you mean… you want to have your first time in here? not somewhere more romantic like our house? or our bedroom…?”

“i’m fine with doing it here…” he tugs at the skirt you had on. “besides, the risk is what makes it—better?” this was news to you finding out yeosang had a kink for this. you made a mental note of what he said and nod afterward, pushing him down by the shoulders and getting on top of him. you roll your skirt up and push your underwear to the side, hovering over his cock.

“are you ready?” you ask and he nods in response. “and are you absolutely sure you wanna do it here?”

he nods again and you lower yourself onto his cock, choking on your moans and shutting your eyes tightly. you never expected yeosang to stretch you out this much but you were loving every bit of it.

“how does, fuck … how does it feel?”

“w-warm…” he stuttered. “and, soft. i love it, i love you, p-please move…”

[403tarot]

. . . NSFW Q&A ATEEZ HONGJOONG + SAN ✶

* yesterday i was chatting with my friends and they made some nsfw asks about hongjoong & san so i decided to share it here <3

** all answers were given based on tarot cards, take it lightly etc etc etc. just for your information, both askers are women.

SAN

what nicknames does he like to use? does he like using pet names in sex or just calls by your name and stuff?

san doesn't usually use pet names, he kinda prefers using affectionate names like, "love," "baby," "honey"...

does he enjoy that whole thing of having sex while looking in the mirror? *cuz he has a big mirror on his bedroom

he would like the idea of having sex with someone while they can clearly see what he's doing to them. i asked if it has happened before, and it might have happened but not intentionally. he would also like to see through the mirror to get another angle or just like something about self-affirmation here... like "look at what i'm doing to you now"

what's he like during aftercare?

he doesn't do aftercare like "oh now i'm going to do aftercare because it's important after sex"; it's something that happens naturally. when it's with someone he likes, san lays down with his partner, cuddle, and talk about random things, just chatting.

knowing he wouldn't be rough with me... would he slap me in the face without me having to formally ask? *i'm not thinking about a hard slap though, just gentle taps on the cheek like in blowjob or smth

not on the face. without you asking him to, san would like to slap you in other body parts, he would do that anyway because he enjoys it. on the face... he wouldn't even think about it, but if you asked for it, he would – very carefully but he would.

what about overstimulation? giving and receiving

san would enjoy overstimulating you, feeling in control with it... he might get a taste of being sadistic and mistreating you by making you orgasm so much, the thought of it would turn him on. but about receiving... maybe he would try it experimentally once but then i see he wouldn't like it/wouldn't be able to handle it then san would ask to stop or try to dodge it.

can we delve into the theme "san would like it if you two acted like puppies together" as a treat? [op is a pet play enthusiastic and is referring to the sexual reading i took for her & san]

san would prefer to act as the owner most of the time but he would also like both of you to act as pets. it's something like "can i also try it?" by the way, using a collar would be something that turns him on... having his collar pulled. so yeah, it would be a topic that really heats up for him, and if you two acted like you were puppies together san would really enjoy having sex like that. freaky sex.

i remember when you did my sexual reading with him, it came out things like he would enjoy if i stayed on top of him [in sex] but is there any other position he likes/prefer?

he would like positions where his dick goes in deep and where he can play with your pussy while fucking you, but his favorite would be you riding him. positions where he can see his dick going in and out as well, from behind also to see your ass, positions that give him access to your neck... he would be the guy who likes to hold your neck not to do breath play but just to put his hand on it (?)

knowing he can be a fan of explicit pics, what kind of photo turns him on the most?

he prefers to be surprised with a photo and not have to ask for it, just like getting a regular pic and then a more provocative one. he likes cute (kawaii?) aesthetic but also sexy & elaborated photos, might like the person dressed up for him then with lingerie or nice clothes/costumes. san might likes pics that show everything (explicit body parts!), pics posing especially sitting on thighs. he likes someone who knows how to take these photos, who puts on a little show, and then looks beautiful for him to keep. he might also likes to send this kind of photos.

HONGJOONG

what would hongjoong think of the idea of ME giving him a lap dance while i'm just wearing lingerie and he can't touch me until i tell him to?

hongjoong would be playful about it... "i can see it but i can't touch it, so close but also so far..." he would think in a bittersweet way. he would try to keep his hands to himself for the sake of the dynamic but there's a hint of impatience, he's not the most rational when horny

so would he disobey and touch me?

yes.

would he let me suck him under the table while he's working in the studio? [oh she's a real one]

actually he would really like that. a lot. the world card, just do it and he'll think about it like it's part of his creative process.

is he the kind of guy who would mark me in places that could be seen? like a hickey on the neck and stuff? even if it was unintentionally?

visible places, no. as for non-visible places, he might like to leave some marks but it would be more like slap marks, marks from gripping... all of it hidden though. and biting, of course ...

hongjoong may have a tendency for playing a "cruel"/cold role or lightly sadism and masochism along with psychological games. what exactly would he enjoy in psychological games?

there was a vibe going towards roleplaying of dubious consent like forcing something until the other person accepts.

i want to know if hongjoong is also an overstimulation enjoyer

he wouldn't enjoy doing overstimulation on you but he would enjoy receiving it. he would like to be induced to overstimulation. hongjoong would try to endure it properly... so eager for control, even if it's just to challenge himself.

what positions would he enjoy doing with me?

he would really like positions where you make eye contact, where he can see your face. he would like having sex with you standing out of the bed and seeing you riding him while he holds your boobs.

this isn't sexual but if i were dating hongjoong and a guy flirted with me in front of him, how would he react? (don't need to delve, just see the reaction like if he would say something or pretend nothing is happening, if he would make a face...)

he wouldn't handle it well. he doesn't really like to feel jealousy and for him it's not funny so he would feel kinda bad but would try to show that he's with you. he would come, grab you by the waist, "love, who's this you're talking to?" in a bittersweet voice then pull you away from there. he would get very touchy-feely to keep you close because he doesn't handle jealousy well but wouldn't verbalize it... although his actions betray him.

you can also get answers like these with hongjoong, san or any other idol of your choice buying a combo of questions ❤️‍🔥 dm me to know prices and additional infos about it !

[hongthoven]

One of the billion reasons why that man is my absolute role model. Not a day goes by without me feeling so proud of him.

My favorite human ♡

[yunwooz]

hongjoong ✦ the fellowship in seoul (pt.2)

[moanz111]

hi there! This is my first time requesting something ever so I’m super nervous! Sorry about being on anon! I’m shy! I was wondering if you could do fake texts for ateez reaction when gf reader calls them husband? I haven’t seen it for ateez and I love all your work so far so I’d love to see your take on it! 🥺

hii!! ahh please don't be nervous 🥺 im actually about to cry bc wdym you love all of my work so far 😭 thank you so much for your sweet words and for your request!! i hope you enjoy reading it <3

ateez reaction to you calling them husband

genre: smau, lowkey crack, reactions

tags: some are suggestive (nothing crazy), use of pet names, this is all me attempting to be funny, mention of the omegaverse in wooyoung's (sorry)

requests are open! read guidelines here

[koyagifs]

𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓮𝔃:

hongjoong | seonghwa | yunho

yeosang | san | mingi

wooyoung | jongho

[vampzity]

𝙈𝙮 𝙊𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙔𝙤𝙪..

Pairing: idol! hongjoong x f!reader

Genre: fluff, bit of angst, valentine’s day, one shot, valentines series, pet names (mama), mini idol au, rapper au, strong language, arguing

Synopsis: It’s Valentine’s Day, probably one of your favorite holidays to spend with Hongjoong who you’ve been with for almost 4 years now. You both planned to go out for dinner at a new 5-star restaurant that opened in Seoul, which critics and fellow idol friends raved about. Hongjoong told you days before that he’d meet you at the restaurant after he finished up with the boy’s studio time for their upcoming album and you were okay with that. However, when you arrive, he’s not present. What seems like minutes soon turns into an hour as his presence never shows. Did you get stood up,.. on Valentine’s Day?

Now Playing: Star 1117 - ATEEZ

Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: welcome to the first member involved in my Valentine’s Day series! I will be doing all Ateez members and will be uploading on different days, so please be patient :)) enjoy!

Masterlist Seonghwa's Pt.

“Ugh.. where is he??!!”

You sat in the corner of a restaurant growing impatient as time continued to pass. It was now 8 o’clock and your reservation time was for 6. Constantly checking your phone for notifications, even for calls from him hoping that he’d respond and he wasn’t actually blowing you off. Blow you off for what though? You guys have been together for almost 4 years now.. why now? Why would he all of a sudden abandon you without explanation?

You unlocked your phone, quickly clicking on your conversation to text him again.

You: Where are you??!!! It’s been 2 hours now! Hongjoong, we’ve planned this for weeks now.. there’s no way you’d just forget?!

You locked the phone and set it back on the table, looking around once more as you tried to fight back the tears ready to fall. Another message just ignored like the 5 messages and 10 calls you’ve sent.

“Miss, it’s getting to be 8 now. Would you like to take your order now? If not, I’m going to have to ask you to leave… I’m sorry.”

A young man dressed in a suit and tie stood before you, a worried look settled on his face as he held the menu in his hands. Anger took hold of you as you grabbed your phone and put your jacket on quickly. Apologizing to the waiter, you stormed out of the restaurant, feeling a rush of tears slide down your embarrassed cheeks. You grabbed your phone, anxious to even call the drivers that served under your boyfriend’s company. You looked up at the sky, feeling a small breeze hit your face as you sighed.

“I can’t fucking believe this.”

Your eyes met the horizon as you lowered your head, beginning to walk towards the home both you and Hongjoong shared. You didn’t need the drivers contacting Hongjoong about your sudden change of plans from the restaurant if they didn’t see him there with you. You didn’t want him to contact you at all. He ignored you for practically half of the day, and wouldn’t even respond to the texts and calls you repeatedly sent him. Now look, walking home alone, sad and hungry. How could you ever forgive him for this?

You sighed once more, unlocking your phone to call Hongjoong one last time before completely giving up. However, after a couple of rings, you were met with his voicemail once again.

“Hey! This is Hongjoong! Sorry I couldn’t pick up your call but I’ll be sure to get back to you soon! Leave a message! BEEP—”

You felt your body heat up as anger fueled you more and more, your face flushing with it as well. As much as you hated arguing, even yelling with him, you could no longer resist. He deserved to hear your pain, hear how upset he made you, how he abandoned you with no explanation on Valentine’s Day of all days.

“I can’t believe you! How could you do this to me?? On Valentine’s Day Jjoong? Are you kidding me?!” You felt waves of hot tears begin to fall down your cheeks again as your lips quivered. “You couldn’t even return my texts, couldn’t call me at least to let me know a change of plans?! You left me there for 2 hours, 2 whole fucking hours Jjoong!!! Why now?! Why do you want to suddenly ditch me like this now?!”

You paused to catch your breath as your tears began to feel choking. When was the last time you’ve cried like this? All you felt was sadness, betrayal, broken-heartedness, and embarrassment. How could this happen to you of all people?

“Don’t even think about returning a call. Whenever you decide to come the fuck home, maybe then we can talk. Goodbye. Hongjoong.” Forwarding the voicemail to him, you muted his texts and calls as you didn’t want to speak to him. Making it home, you unlocked the door, closing it aggressively behind you. You just wanted to take a shower and go to bed, not even wanting to think about what a horrendous Valentine’s this has been. You wish the day would be over, that you never would’ve had to experience it in the first place.

You replaced your shoes with your slippers at the door and made your way upstairs towards the bathroom, staring at yourself in the mirror. Your eyes were red and puffy from the countless breakdowns you had on your walk home. Dried-up mascara stained your cheeks, only making you frown at your bland expression. You signed and removed your coat, placing it on the counter. Walking to turn the shower faucet on, you daydreamed of what the date would’ve been like if he had just shown up as promised.

Buzz, buzz.

Your phone had interrupted your thoughts but quickly grabbed your attention as you hadn't received a notification in hours. You scurried over to it, seeing a phone call from an unsaved number, not even a recognizable one. Your gut told you to pick it up, you’re not sure why but that’s exactly what you did.

“Hello? Who’s this?”

There was silence on the other end for a moment making you question if it was a scammer. You rolled your eyes ready to hang up until a familiar voice responded softly.

“Hello..? Y/n? It’s me, San!”

Your eyes lit up a bit at hearing him. It gave you a slight sense of relief to hear someone after the day you’d been having. Even though it wasn’t the exact person you’ve been wanting to hear from, it was still better than nothing.

“San?! How did you get my number? And it’s almost 10 o’clock! What are you doing still up?”

“I’m surprised he even is up!”

You heard a faint yell in the back as a few snickers followed behind. San groaned as he began to bicker with the other body in the room.

“Wooyoung shut up! I can stay up past 9 just like you gu— yea yea I’m sure you can, sleeping beauty!”

More laughter began to be heard through the phone as Wooyoung cut San off mid-sentence to insult him. The young man groaned heavily as he excused himself from the call, everything going silent for a second. You were sure he muted himself just to scold his younger friend and others who laughed at him in the room. It made you wonder if Hongjoong too, was in that room with them. You heard a door slam as San began to take himself off of mute.

“Sorry about that, you know how much of a pain Woo is..”

You laughed a bit, feeling at ease while talking to San. San has always been the kindest out of all the members to you, all the others were nice but San always made sure you were okay. He went out of his way to help you out and talk to you whenever he could. You guys were practically best friends.

“Anyways, I’m just calling to check up on you.. are you alright?? Captain says he’s been trying to call you for the last 30 minutes and you weren’t answering..”

Your heart sunk a bit at hearing San mention Hongjoong. So he was still with them?! This entire time?! You stood silent for a bit as your thoughts of what to say ate away at you.

“I’m okay.” You responded coldly, feeling a welt of sadness beginning to wash over you once again. You weren’t sure how to relieve your pain to San and as much as you wanted to speak to Hongjoong, you knew you needed the space to prevent lashing out on him.

“Y/n? It’s okay, I already know what’s going on.”

You froze a bit, not sure of how to proceed as you heard a small sigh come from the other side of the phone. You swallowed the lump in your throat as nervousness washed over you, your hands becoming clammy. San cleared his throat before proceeding to speak to you.

“I know you may not wanna speak to Hyung right now, but you should come to the studio. He has something for you here.”

You groaned as you rolled your eyes, knowing you just wanted to be left alone for the rest of the night. The last thing you needed was to be reminded of what a beautiful Valentine’s this was.

“I don’t know Sannie. I kind of just want to be alone right now.”

“Please?? I promise you won’t regret it, and you won’t believe how incredibly sorry Hyung is right now... I’ve never seen him this sad..”

San’s words felt like a stab to your heart. He’s never been this sad? Anger left your body slowly, not only feeling drained from the day but yearning for Hongjoong. Maybe you went a bit overboard, maybe it was all a harmless mistake but at this time, it was too late to take anything you said back. You’ve never yelled or lashed out at Hongjoong as you did in the voicemail, and to know all 7 of his members heard it? You felt embarrassed for him.

“Sannie, I’m sorry. I just want to be alone. Tell Hongjoong I’ll be home. Goodnight.”

“I understand, goodnight y/n.”

The phone hung up and you felt your body ache. The amount of hurt you felt in your heart was too much to bear. You turned off the bathroom light and made your way downstairs to the couch, lying down on the cushions. You placed your phone on the table by the couch and closed your eyes. Tears slowly escaped them as you sniffed and sooner or later, your drained body took over, drifting you into a deep slumber.

Hongjoong got out of the car, thanking the driver for a safe ride home. He made eye contact with the members who traveled in this van with him, their eyes worrying about what awaited him at home. The silence remained for a moment when Seonghwa spoke up.

“Be gentle with her. Remember this has never happened in your relationship, let alone to her. She’s probably feeling little at the moment.”

Seonghwa gave a soft reassuring smile to Hongjoong, an agreeing nod being returned by the two other members in the vehicle. Hongjoong sighed as he smiled softly. “Thank you, Hyung. I appreciate the advice.” He waved goodbye to Seonghwa and the others as the driver closed the door, making his way back to the driver’s seat.

The car sped off and he began to open the door, closing it behind him as he placed his jacket on the coat hanger. The house was dark as if you were never home in the first place. He changed into his house slippers, quickly seeing you sleeping soundly on the couch with a small frown on your face.

Hongjoong’s heart sank as he witnessed the sight of you. How you didn’t even bother to change out of the clothes you wore for him today, how your dried-up mascara stained your cheeks. You were genuinely so hurt over his disappearance, especially when it never happened before. He admired what you picked out for him. It was a silky spaghetti-strapped black dress, with a small slit on the left side. He noticed your favorite pair of sparkly black heels by the door, about 4 inches high. All things he had gotten you the last few weeks, to wear for today.

Hongjoong walked over to you quietly, wrapping his arms under you he picked you up bridal style, beginning to carry you up the stairs to your shared bedroom. You hummed softly, still half asleep as you couldn’t register what was going on. He opened the door, softly placing you on your side of the bed and pulling the blanket over you. He left the room for a moment before returning with a warm wet rag and some of your makeup wipes. Kneeling beside your face, he softly wiped off any makeup you had left remaining being sure not to wake you up.

As he began to leave the room again, you opened your eyes, confused as to how you ended up in your bedroom. You turned your head towards the bathroom door, hearing the sound of a running faucet on. Sitting up, you began to wipe your eyes as Hongjoong re-entered the room, pausing when you too met eyes. He wore a pair of black slacks and a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up, followed by a dark blue tie hanging from the collar of his neck. He stood there frozen, not sure if the next few words he spoke would upset you once again.

“Mama, please I’m sorry. I swear I can explain,” he spoke softly, his hands beginning to fiddle with each other. He looked down at the ground, expecting only the worst from you after your voicemail. Your heart skipped a beat, not expecting him to reference your nickname even during the heart of an argument.

You sat silent for a second, unsure of what to say. As much as you wanted to be angry, you knew it wasn’t the answer. You could tell how heartbroken he was to hear how you reacted, to see you asleep on the couch still in your clothing. The last thing you wanted to do was put up a fight.

“Where have you been all this time??? We had planned this for weeks Jjoong, do you know how embarrassed I was??”

No words were shared between you two. Hongjoong made his way over to his desk, sitting in the roller chair. You glared at him for a moment, before slowly looking away. “I know, I seriously fucked up. Please just let me explain.” He looked at you with worried eyes, not sure of where to start his story but all he could feel was a sense of guilt dawning on him as he pleaded for your attention. You nodded softly, eyes reaching back to meet his, giving him your full attention.

“Yes, I was at the studio. My phone died while I was there and no one had a charger. I told Wooyoung to remind me when it hit 5:30 so that I could meet you at the restaurant.” He looked down at his business attire and sighed as he put his head in his hands.

“I was already changed by 3:30 in case, but time went by... Wooyoung forgot to tell me, which led me being caught up in our work for today. By the time San arrived, by the time I got a charger, I knew it was too late. I was wrong... it was an asshole move. You didn’t deserve to be blown off like that and I’m so sorry, Mama. You don’t even need to forgive me. Shit, I wouldn’t. I understand completely how wrong I was to do this to you. To even plan anything at all for today when it should’ve been about us.. about you..”

Silence began to engulf you both as you were left speechless by his confession and apology. He sighed softly as he went onto his computer, clicking away through apps and files until he stopped, facing you again.

“You don’t have to say anything, Mama. It’s okay,” He smiled at you softly, brushing his black hair back out of his eyes. “This is what we worked on today. This is why I got so caught up in the studio..” He pats the bedside next to him, gesturing for you to come sit by him. You furrowed your eyebrows at him, rolling your eyes.

“Jjoong, what does this have to do with what we’re talking about right now??”

He shook his head and continued to pat the bed. “Please... it’s for you.” You sighed and scooted by him as he began to hit play on the track. It was a slower song, something you normally weren’t used to when it came to his writing. As the lyrics began to play, you noticed familiar writing within the song. You looked up at him, his eyes remaining closed as he began to feel like one with the song.

That’s when it hit you. Notes from your letters. They were small lines taken from letters that you had sent Hongjoong when you were abroad for college. Lines expressing your love for him, how much you had missed him and wished to hold him in your arms. How the stars in the sky reminded you of him, twinkling so brightly on the clearest days.

You felt tears began to swell in your eyes as every lyric began to hit sentimentally. Hongjoong looked up as he began to hear your sniffles and pulled your arm to sit in his lap. He held you tightly as you cried into his shoulder, apologizing repeatedly for lashing out at him earlier. He rubbed your back slowly, reassuring you over and over that it was okay and he deserved to know how upset you were with him.

The song hit you in a way that you’d never think of. To know Hongjoong had spent his entire afternoon composing and recording this song for you? Making sure the members sang every part exactly how he wanted to please you. How could you continue to be angry with him after this?

“Jjoong—”

He shushed you and held you tighter, resting his head against yours. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead, apologizing once more. “Don’t say anything Mama, you did nothing wrong. I hope you liked the song... I spent weeks working on this for your gift, even if the day went wrong.”

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting as you smiled softly. You nodded, nuzzling your nose against his own. You placed a small kiss on his cheek, bringing your thumb up to caress it slowly. “Words can’t explain how much I loved it. Thank you.”

Hongjoong returned a smile to you, placing his hand on top of your own on his face. He gazed into your eyes for a second, taking in this precious moment he had with you. One he wouldn’t trade for the world, not even a stupid Valentine’s dinner.

“What’s the song called?” You mumbled softly, hand still placed on his cheek as your cocked your head to him. He closed his eyes, his smiling widening.

“Star 1117.”

Your eyes lit up at this, realizing the small reference in the title. 11/17, the day you guys officially started dating. Star simply for the meaning of guidance, as sailors used it to guide their way through the oceans. To you personally, it was also what you had nicknamed Hongjoong. You saw him as your star, always shining even through the cloudiest of days in the sky. He was your guidance in this game called life and you couldn’t be any less grateful for him.

“Want to know my favorite lyric? Something you wrote for me?” You nodded at his words, eager whenever he talked about his lyrical logic.

“I will protect you forever, and forever you are my star..”

divider creds: @cafekitsune

A/N: i thought the meaning for Star 1117 was so cute, I had to incorporate it into this somehow. :’) *updated Seonghwa's part is now out!*

Tag list:@skzline @evidive @kittykat-25 @amuromio @xoxkii @losrpark @classyrbf @sundaybossanova @owmoiralover @vrtualsins @sanslovesblog

*comment to be part of future taglists!*