Yeosang Pouted, Ignoring Seongwha When He Sat Next To Him On The Bed.``Come On, Yeosang, Are You Rot
Yeosang pouted, ignoring Seongwha when he sat next to him on the bed.``Come on, Yeosang, are you rot going to get ready? We're going to be late, and you know tonight is an important night! You're supposed to…” He doesn't get a chance to finish because they were interrupted by Hongjoong, knocking on Yeonsang's bedroom door.``Are you guys ready to go? Could we have a drink before we head to the party? We are going to need it!” He says as he hands the other two shot glasses and pours them a drink. As they down their shots Seongwha again tries to convince the younger to dress up and wear a mask. "Come on, Yeo! It's just a company party! It won't be that bad!"Mingi chime in. Yeonsang huff; by this point, Seongwha's grown so annoyed. And decides to take matters into his own hands by picking the younger up and carrying him to the limo.``You're going!”So help me, Yeonsang “Songwha chides as he puts the other in the car and gets in
“ Bored” would be how he described his feelings, as he sits at the bar trying to find some distraction to pass the time. As he readjusts his mask, for what seems like the millionth time, he thinks, “Geez, another boring New year's eve party that his parents were throwing!” Disappointed, knowing that besides Yeosang, there would not be anyone here to keep his interest. And he wasn't even sure the other would come?”He thinks as his best slips into the seat next to him.”Find anything or anyone that has caught your attention? You know since you seem so delighted to be here?”He teased as he ordered himself a drink and waited for Wooyoung's response.``You know I can't play this game! I'm supposed to meet Yeosang tonight, and my parents will kill me if I fuck this up.” I'm offended you would think so little of me.``I was going to suggest that you slip behind the bar pretending to be the bartender. When he spotted a man's face that has been in his mind since he had found out about the arranged marriage, however, when the other approaches the bar, Wooyoung smiles and winks as he asks him,” Can I make you drink, your hundredth patron, so your drink is on the house?” He jokes as Yeosang rolls his eyes. Wooyoung could not help but laugh at the brunette sassiness." Sorry, I'm not interested! In whatever game you're trying to play! I'm supposed to meet someone!" He hears the other confess with a slight tone of annoyance. A few minutes later when the brunette looked down and noticed the drink in front of him. Unapologetically, the other says. “Ummm, what is this? I know for a fact that I didn't specify what I wanted to drink? So what is this??” You have So many questions! That I might have the answer to, "Woo says. "While you wait for your date, how about we play a game? For every question that I answer, you have to answer one of mine, okay?" He suggests hoping that the other takes the bait. Thankfully after a few seconds of thinking, “ Okay, but only till my date gets here.” The other buffs as Wooyoung smile. "I'll go first! Now to answer your first question, the drink I made you was called "Love potion!"TIn other words, Yeosang spits out his drink.”I should have known; you would say something stupid! And totally. "He sighed. Without giving the other a chance, surprised when he hears Yeosang fire a question at him "So What is the name of the person you're supposed to meet tonight?"He curiously asked, even though he already knew the answer. " Umm, he's my boss's son, and his name is Wooyoung." The other says Woo noticed the other being hesitant about the information to a stranger. It's funny because Wooyoong knew the answer, yet to hear those words made this whole thing real. Now feeling impulsive, he ran around and took the other hand."Your board: I'm bored. We both know this party is lame, and you seem nervous and uninterested in meeting ”Wooyoung'' so let's go make our party?" He suggests before the other could answer him,m he was in the elevator taking it to the rooftop.
Once they reached the roof, he laid his jacket on the floor,or and he gestured to the other to come over laughing when the other looked annoyed but still joined him. The two of them could hear people counting down the whereas 2 minutes till midnight. " So if we're telling the truth i,'m surprised you came with me! Especially since you're supposed to be meeting some?"He confessed and got nothing but a noncommittal nod leaving them in silence that lasted a few minutes. " 10, 9, 8, 7, 6,5,4,3 2,1! Happy New year, Yeosang!" The words slip from his mouth and quickly kiss him as they get interrupted by someone clearing their throat.” When were you going to tell me who you were?” Yeosang asks, clearly feeling betrayed
And that's when he hears someone behind him.” Excuse me!!We were in the middle of something," Woo says as he looks up and notices it's his best friend.” Don't hi, me? You left and I had to cover for you! It's 9 am and if I don't get you home,you won't have time to change before your dinner date with Kane's "He jokes as he guides him out the door and into his car.
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⎘ pairing: fem!reader × park seonghwa.
⎘ genre: smut, angst, enemies to fuckers lovers.
⎘ warnings: infidelity, the reader is kinda a brat and seonghwa is not okay with that, creampie, mentions of marking, brief nipple & clit play.
⎘ description: he may hate you but he hates the fact you’re with someone else more.
⎘ word count: 923.
⎘ author’s note: i was originally gonna write something fluff filled for seonghwa’s birthday but then this happened.
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“how are you still so. fucking. tight?”
his thrusts punctuate the words he speaks against your neck between the countless bites and kisses. he knows the boundaries between you both, knows to never leave his marks on you, but he wants to throw caution to the wind and give in to his desire to ruin your relationship. he wants, selfishly, to be the only one you let into your life, not just into your pants.
“…even after all the times your little cunt has taken my cock.” his rambling continues much like his thrusts. everything he’s saying seems to swim around in your head, echoing and tugging you closer and closer to the edge, tempting you to just let go and allow yourself to be held by seonghwa only.
“maybe your dick’s just too small to leave any lasting impact.” the drag of his length against your velvet walls is electrifying, lighting up the nerves all over your body as he tugs at one of your nipples with his teeth.
“pretty sure you cried the first time i fucked you, kitten.”
“those were-” your own mouth betrays you as a moan slips out despite your attempts to suppress it, causing seonghwa to smirk because he knows. he knows the tip of him is beginning to repeatedly brush against that lethal spot inside of you, turning your brain to mush and your limbs to jelly. “tears of regret, asshat.”
he laughs, knowing how full of shit your statement is. when this little affair began, it was nothing more than a drunken accident. in theory, there wasn’t much you both liked about each other and neither of you put the effort into hide this fact. most of your mutual friends had even once made a bet on how quickly you both would start an argument. one night, the argument just went too far.
or that’s what you prefer to tell yourself, it sounds nicer than admitting the underlying sexual tension that you’d both created over the months. one time, you’d promised this to yourself. one time and that was the craving out of your system forever.
it took you no more than nine days to break that promise, showing up at his door after an argument with your boyfriend.
and now? you can hardly remember what it feels like to be touched by someone other than seonghwa. yes, it’s so wrong, but it feels so right.
“turn around.” seonghwa breaks your train of thought, pulling out of you with a hiss as his hands manoeuvre you into the position he wants: ass up, your dripping slit on display while your face is buried in the sheets. you’d asked him just last week why he liked to fuck you like that, to which he lied. because, how could he explain that it was easier to detach himself from his feelings when he didn’t have to make eye contact with you, to watch your face as he overwhelmed you with pleasure?
seonghwa quickly gets back into the pace he’d set before, driving his cock into you with determination. the skin on your hips stings while he digs crescents into it with his nails, a death grip keeping you in place for him to use you like his own personal fleshlight, his favourite little cocksleeve. its his hand snaking round to rub your clit that finally breaks your resolve.
“hwa!” you practically whine his name, fuelling his ego more. there’s no sight prettier to him than you begging for his cock. “i’m gonna- fuck-”
“you’re gonna what, darling?” neither of you acknowledge the sudden new pet name, far more endearing than his usual use of kitten or whore. “gonna cum for me? make a mess all over my cock? huh?”
you don’t get the chance to reply as your orgasm flushes over you suddenly, your walls tightening around him as you paint him in your juices. seonghwa does his best to keep pace, fucking you through your high. the hands which had previously gripped your hips, now rub softly at your skin, holding you in place as he leans down to kiss along your spine.
with his own high approaching, his thrusts grow sloppier and his sweet moans reach your ears. when he feels you purposefully clench around him, seonghwa topples over the edge of sanity, his frame collapsing on top of yours as he milks himself into you, filling your hole with his seed.
you both just lay there, sweat coated bodies stuck together as you try regain your breaths and he softens inside of you. you can’t help but whine as he slips out, rolling over to lay next to you, no words being exchanged and no glances being shared.
you’re the first one to finally move, doing your best to find your discarded clothing and dressing yourself as quickly as possible. it’s not till you check your phone and see the notification that you realise you’re late for the reservation. you really should be more concerned with how little guilt you feel, if any at all.
“go run along to your date, i guess.” seonghwa speaks carelessly, ignoring how much he wants to ask you to do the opposite. to stay with him, to realise what you could both have if you’d just stop being afraid to end your loveless relationship, to see he desired you in ways so much more than just physically.
but, alas, he’s a coward.
“just remember who’s cum it is staining your pretty panties while you’re sat across from him.”
Hyunjin: Oh, Chan! I know you don't wanna talk about it, but I did contact our dance instructor.
Chan: No need, Hyunjin, it's all good.
Hyunjin: So the fight with Minho is over?
Chan: Yup!
Hyunjin: Because you understand it now?
Chan: Nope!
Jisung: Because you guys...
Chan: Yup!
Jisung: I knew it.
Jisung, goes to leave but quickly turns back to Hyunjin: See what happened is your dads had sex.
Hyunjin, quickly stands up to leave: Okay, Jisung!
“Anxiety happens when you think you have to figure out everything all at once. Breathe. You’re strong. You’ve got this. Take it day by day.”
— Karen Salmansohn.
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Jealousy
Summary: Minhyuk knows you like Kihyun. He also knows that Kihyun likes you. Tired of waiting for one of you to make a move, Minhyuk decides to give the two of you a little push. Why not gift Kihyun a little jealousy for his birthday?
Pairing: Kihyun x n. Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Minhyuk being a brat, language, kissing
Words: 1,637
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The party was loud with people socializing and music playing in the background. Of course, since Hyungwon was throwing this party it was bound to be a hit. Your head nods along with the music as you nurse your drink. There’s a small plate filled with toothpicks. Those little appetizer things were so delicious you couldn’t help yourself. You’re not sure exactly what they are and are debating about asking Hyungwon about them. You are afraid to ask because knowing him each of these tiny little things probably had a large price tag. But oh my god they are so addicting!
A laugh catches your attention and you turn and see the man of the hour with your good friend Shownu. The latter is rubbing his head shyly as Kihyun pats him on his shoulder. The watch on Kihyun’s wrist catches the light and you can’t help but think back to earlier. You and a few closer friends arrived before most of the party. In that more private setting is when you gifted the birthday man with his present. The sleek and intricately designed watch adorning his wrist was something Kihyun has been eyeing for a while. Knowing this, you saved up for a long time wishing to buy it for his birthday. The look of surprise and happiness had been worth it when he opened his present.
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cant help but think about how they’d all take their turns with u <3 just them filling you up again and again one by one until you’re a stuttering mess <3 you’d be so helpless and would just let them do whatever they want with you because at the end of the day, you’re just a brainless whore who is eager to please them in any way they want <3
your eyes - wen jun hui
summary: your sweet boyfriend jun was always there to take of you whenever you needed to do something. you being blind hasn't really affected him in any way since he met you at a coffee house, you walking slowly besides your friend in case you trip over something and him helping you from falling over the freshly made coffee. he was sweet, kind and so caring towards you and you never had been more grateful for having him in your life. or was it your biggest mistake, to let yourself be taken care of someone whom you doesn't really know? someone who, behind the mask of his kind façade, hides a deep dark secret?
pairing: fem!reader x incubus!jun
story type: a three part series
genres: slight angst, smut, slight horror element, jun is more than he seems to be, fantasy
~ coming soon ~ don't know when i will be posting this because i have way too many drafts😭 but if you want to be added on taglist, drop a reply or an ask!
Hoshi: Wonu, when with Junhui, are you the big spoon or little spoon?
Wonwoo: I'm always a knife.
Jun: No. He's the chopsticks.
Woozi: the fuck is that supposed to mean.
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