My Favorite Princess | Hyunjin

actually, this is cute

We cry together

Pairing: Idol Hyunjin × non Idol Gn!Reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, drabble

Request: Can I request reader who’s an en empath and when she senses that hyunjin has been sad lately she starts crying and then that makes hyunjin cry too and finally open up to her about what’s wrong😭🩷

Warnings: none I can think of

A/n: I think you requested this like last year💀 I'm sorry for taking so long but hopefully you'll like it!

Hyunjin hasn't been himself lately, and you knew that better than anyone else.

His eyes were darker than usual, like he was feeling tired all the time. He'd barely joke around anymore or do his dramatic antics. You knew he wasn't being his normal self, however you didn't know why.

"I'm fine, don't worry" was his usual response to any approach you'd have. Just like now. A whole week had passed and he still was walking around like a zombie - a zombie who'd always fake a smile to try to make you feel a little bit relieved.

You didn't know what else to do. You tried to talk just to hear lies about how he was feeling alright. You tried to comfort him just to realise that he was wearing a barrier around him. You tried to be there for him just to realise that he himself wasn't there, nor anywhere. He was so inside his mind that the real world was inexistent to him.

With this dilemma inside your mind, the whole day had already passed and it was time to bid goodbye. He didn't look at you though, and his "goodnight" was such a whisper that you doubt he meant to say that at all.

Now that's a funny thing about loving someone. You don't only have feelings for them, you have their feelings. If they are happy you're gonna share their smiles. If they are angry you're gonna share their screams. And if they are sad, even if you don't exactly know the reason, you're bound to share their tears.

So when you hug Hyunjin as a farewell, you can't help but cry. You didn't mean to, but the more you cried the more helpless you felt and just tried to find comfort in your lover by hugging him tighter, hoping that you wouldn't disturb him. However, your sobs made Hyunjin come back to earth and back to you.

"Love?" he asked with a soft voice "are you crying?"

You didn't reply at first. Oh, how embarrassing it was to cry like that for no apparent reason. But Hyunjin took your face in his hands and looked at you with the kindest eyes to ever exist. It was the first time in the whole week that he looked at you properly. You didn't realise how much you missed it.

"What happened?"

"I should be the one asking this, Hyunjin. You've been weird for God knows how long and you refuse to tell me what's wrong."

A mixture of confusion and guilt showed up in his eyes before he dried your face with his thumb "You're crying because of me?"

You smiled. Not because you found it funny, but because you couldn't believe the situation itself.

"I just... I just want you to know that you can trust me. I'm here. For whatever you may need or want. Even if I can't solve the problem, I hope that at least we can cry together."

Hyunjin hugged you closer before you could see his tears forming. It was kinda contradicting, really. But for Hyunjin, the way you were already crying together ended up solving the problem in his head, at least for enough time for him to breathe again.

"Do you think I could sleep here tonight?" His voice was a little bit muffled, his face in the crook of your neck, but his words resonated in your skin. You felt he was little to little coming back to life.

"Of course. Why's that?"

"I wanna trust you tonight. I'll tell you everything. Just let me be here with you, please."

"Always."

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Dividers by @enchanthings

𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭

☆ Genre: Domestic, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

☆ Warnings: Nightmares, accidental injury

☆ Request: No

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

☆ Word Count: 2.1k

it was as though her bedsheets were strangling her. Feeling as though her entire body was being weighed down by stones, Y/N breathed sporadically as she stirred awake, the images from her dream still lingering like a cloying perfume in the air around her.

She placed a hand on her chest as she blinked hard, trying to clear the grogginess from her eyes. She felt heavy, like something was sitting on her chest, and she swallowed thickly as she fought against herself to sit up in her bed. Her husband was fast asleep beside her, gentle snores escaping his parted mouth and one of his arms loosely hanging over the curve of her waist. But feeling suddenly extremely disgusting and overwhelmed from her dream, Y/N carefully pushed Chan's arm away and slipped out of bed. She shivered when her feet hit the cold floor, the temperature minutely zapping her out of her bubble.

Shuffling out of the bedroom, Y/N brushed her fingers over her cheeks, stopping the first stream of tears from going any further. She sniffed as she made her way to the kitchen; it was as though her body moved on its own when she flicked the switch of the kettle and reached for a mug and a floral teabag. The woman's gaze was fixed onto the distance, unseeing as she waited for the water to boil. As she waited, she dropped her head into her hands and leaned against the counter; Y/N couldn't help it when tears spilled into her hands and through the gaps of her fingers.

As hard as she tried, Y/N couldn't rid herself of the face that insisted on barging its way into her dreams every night for the past few weeks. She hadn't thought about him in almost two decades; he was such an insignificant part of her life that she couldn't for the life of her figure out why on earth he was there in her dreams.

She didn't want to admit to herself that she was having nightmares, either. The first few times it had happened she had pushed it to the back of her mind, shaking it off. But as the days went on, her dreams of him became more frequent, the atmosphere in them making her feel like she was drowning. The severe depression she felt inside her dreams whenever he was there and the uncomfortable current that flooded her body had trickled into her reality as soon as she woke up. It infiltrated the rest of her day, putting her on edge and ruining her mood. Not only did she feel disconnected from her life, but she felt guilty towards her husband.

How could she be dreaming about her first, tiny crush when the love of her life was next to her every night?

Y/N's mind was occupied with frustration when she began to pour the water over her teabag. She was so distracted that she didn't notice when her aim shifted; Y/N gasped in pain when hot water splashed onto her fingers, and she dropped the kettle against the counter with a thud.

“Baby?”

Chan had turned over in bed and realised his wife wasn't beside him; frowning, he had vacated the room in search of her. He was just in time to see the woman turning away and rushing towards the sink, and when his gaze landed on the kettle and wet counter, his eyes widened.

“Baby did you hurt yourself?” Chan's husky voice was full of worry as he made his way towards his wife. “Let me see.”

With blurry eyes, Y/N let Chan softly take her wet hand in his; she watched through her lashes as Chan ran his thumb over the back of her hand, his eyes widening at the sight of her raw fingers. He leaned down and kissed her knuckles softly before placing Y/N's hand back under the cold water with a sigh.

“What happened?” Chan hummed in question. He smiled cheekily. “Really wanted a cup of tea, huh?”

Y/N's eyes filled with tears all over again. She looked away, embarrassed, and Chan's smile turned into an expression of sympathy as he leaned a little closer to her.

“What's wrong, baby girl?” Chan asked in a soft voice. “Is something bothering you?”

At that, Y/N burst into tears all over again. Her entire body shuddered with the force of it, and it was all Chan could do to immediately wrap his arms around her to keep her from sinking onto the floor.

“Okay, I'm sorry … I'm sorry,” Chan whispered as he cupped the back of her head with his soft touch. He rocked her gently side to side as he held her close, his fingers patting the length of her hair. “It's okay, baby. I'm here. Just let it all out, okay?”

With her face buried in the hollow at Chan's neck, Y/N did just that; she cried for what felt like a very long time, and once she had finished, her body jerked sporadically as she tried to regain her breath. Chan's fingers were tender against her temples and at the small of her back, his lips a constant kiss on top of her head. When he pulled back a little as his wife's sobbing subsided, Chan settled his hands on either side of her face and gently brushed away the tear tracks she had left behind.

“Let's go get this bandaged up, hmm?” Chan kissed Y/N's forehead before cradling his wife's injured hand in his. He tugged her towards one of the stools behind the counter and sat her down before rummaging around in a cupboard for a few different items.

Once he had sat down beside her, Chan took Y/N's hand again and gently placed it onto the counter. Its surface was cool against Y/N's fingers and she shivered as she watched Chan open up a tub of petroleum jelly.

“You're so clumsy,” Chan chuckled in a light manner as he warmed up the petroleum in-between his fingers. “If you really wanted some tea, you could have woken me up.”

The ghost of a smile crossed Y/N's face. Her gaze was fixed on her husband's curly head; it was bent as he carefully slathered her red fingers with the petroleum jelly, and Y/N felt her heart lurch when she caught a glimpse of the affection sparkling in his eyes for her. His lips were plump as he pursed them in concentration; when he looked up, his face broke into a grin and he giggled upon seeing her watching him.

“Am I making a mess?” Chan asked. He reached for a roll of bandages, keeping his eyes locked on Y/N's. “I don't want to hurt you even more.”

Y/N shook her head. “It doesn't hurt.”

“It doesn't?” Chan raised an eyebrow. “Well, you're stronger than me. I'd probably be crying if I was in your shoes.”

At that, Y/N started to giggle. She knew just as well as her husband did that he rarely cried over injuries.

But he was trying to make her feel better. And it made Y/N's heart feel just a little bit lighter.

“I keep having nightmares,” Y/N blurted out after a while.

Chan looked up as he finished bandaging her fingers. “What sort of nightmares?”

“About a guy,” Y/N said.

Chan smiled. “Me? Am I haunting your nightmares?”

“No,” Y/N started to laugh as she rubbed the back of her uninjured hand over her eyes. She then sighed, sagging a little in her seat. “I wish it was you in my dreams.”

Chan chuckled. He tossed his rubbish away in a bin before giving his wife his full attention, a gentle smile on the curve of his lips. “Go on then. Who's the guy?”

“Someone I had a crush on a really long time ago,” Y/N frowned. “From primary school.”

“Primary school?” Chan started to laugh. “Wow … he really must have had an impact on you.”

“That's the thing though,” Y/N exhaled heavily. “I barely knew him. I haven't thought about him in years. But for the past few weeks he's been in every one of my dreams. And it's always the same scenario … he likes me, I don't, and he doesn't care. In the dreams I always tell him I like you, but ... he just … it's like he tries to force himself on me.”

Chan wrinkled his nose. “Sounds like a cunt.”

Only Chan could make Y/N giggle when she was on the verge of tears again. She smiled at him as he took a hold of her hand, his fingers soft as they played with hers.

“I don't know why I keep dreaming of him,” Y/N continued. “I feel like I'm drowning. And it ruins my entire day. Like I can't think about anything else.”

At that, Chan's eyes softened. He squeezed his fingers gently as he willed her to go on.

“And I feel so guilty,” Y/N gulped. “Because I love you so much. And I should be dreaming of you, not some random guy from the past. I hate it. I'm sorry, Chris.”

“Hey, don't apologise to me,” Chan tutted as he moved closer to his wife. “They're dreams. You can't control your dreams, baby. I mean … sometimes our subconscious processes certain feelings or events through dreams and nightmares - it might just be your body trying to filter him out of your mind? Or maybe you've been thinking about the past lately, and your brain just dug him up too.”

Y/N's eyes welled with tears. “But then why are they so repetitive?”

Chan smiled sadly. “Well, you said you hate those dreams, right? Maybe you hate them so much that you end up dwelling on how much you hate them and your brain ends up dreaming of the same thing again … because technically you've been thinking about him when you think of the dreams, right?”

Y/N blinked at her husband. As she let his words sink in, she realised she had been doing exactly that.

Whether she liked it or not, the figure from her past had been at the forefront of her mind for quite a while.

“Maybe don't fight your thoughts as much … “ Chan was saying when Y/N's attention landed on him again. “When they happen, just accept them and let them go. Maybe the more you push them away, the more they'll come back to haunt you? But if you accept them, your brain will adjust and filter him out and the nightmares will stop.”

With a sigh, Y/N dropped her head against Chan's shoulder. Her breath shuddered when he brought his arms around her again and hugged her softly, his lips like butterfly wings when he kissed the side of her neck.

“Things always sound so simple when you say them,” Y/N whispered into the crook of Chan's shoulder. “It's always chaotic in my head but you manage to make it peaceful.”

At that, Chan smiled widely. He hugged her tighter as she spoke again.

“Sometimes I wake up and I wanna throw up,” Y/N said. “That's how much I hate the idea of being with someone other than you.”

Chan burst into quiet laughter. “How did you just manage to turn your nightmares into something adorable? Do you really love me that much?”

“Of course I do,” Y/N giggled. “You're my whole world.”

Chan's grin widened. He suddenly stood up and scooped his wife up into his arms before carrying her up to their bedroom again. Once he had tucked her into her side, he suddenly giggled.

“Oops. We forgot the tea,” Chan said, making to get out of the bed again.

But Y/N reached out with her uninjured hand and curled her fingers around the man's wrist. She pulled him towards her much to Chan's surprise, and she wrapped her body around him like a little koala hugging her favourite branch.

“I didn't want the tea,” Y/N yawned against Chan's chest. “I just wanted it to relax me. But you relaxed me instead.”

Chan hummed contentedly. “I still feel bad about your hand.”

“It's not that bad,” Y/N smiled. “It'll be fine in the morning.”

“Let me kiss it better,” Chan giggled. He reached for her hand and immediately plastered a flurry of adoring kisses all over the small bandage. “There. Now … if only I could kiss your brain better too.”

Y/N smiled up at him. She let her eyes fall shut as Chan kissed her forehead, the gesture lingering as if he had tried to transfer it into her brain. Giggling, Y/N buried her face against Chan's chest and let him wrap her up in his arms again like a burrito, her eyes drooping and the sweet scent of him fluttering into her dreams.

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27.) Catching them cheating

Pairing: Minho x Reader

Warnings: Angst, bad breakup, cheating, hurt/no comfort

A/N: i am running out of ways to catch them cheating… but i promised to do all members and i’m a man of my word. also, sorry about all the lee know angst today. I’m working in order of requests i received from least to most recent, unfortunately it was a lot of Minho angst in a row<3

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Chan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Jisung | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

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Minho x reader (part 1/ part 2)

Warnings: break up, angst, mental health, suicidal tendencies, angst angst and angst haha.

"honeyyy come!! Come here i want you to meet someone" wooyoung screamed in a high squeaky voice and you smiled. It has been years since you last felt so alive, but working on your mental health and letting him in your heart was a good decision indeed, he was the nicest guy you could've ever met, except for minho. Yes. You thought about him still. A lot. Not because you still loved him but because of how guilty you felt for treating him the way you did.

If you were to go back you'd still break up with him, but maybe save him some heartbreak, maybe prove to him that he deserved all the love in the world even if you couldn't give him any. Oh how you wished you could just tell him how sorry you were. And you were a little hurt yes, you wished he'd ask more. You wished he gave you one more chance to prove yourself but yeah it was all your fault to begin with.

"go y/n he's been screaming so loud my ears will burst" seonghwa almost cried and his bride laughed, you were in the after party of one of your soon to be husband's best friend. Yes. You were engaged to wooyoung, oh how life played, never would you have guessed but here it goes.

Wooyoung was a lovely guy, and when he first met you you were on the verge of dying, the first time he met you, you were crying, shaking as you made your way to the hospital, sobbing as blood seeped past your nerves, asking for help for the first time in your life. Wooyoung was a assistant doctor and immediately got up to you, picking you up and rushing inside half panicked. Later you got to know it was his first day.

That guy gave you life when everything else was taken away, and you were grateful, so in love and thankful God gave you him. You could never begin to explain what all wooyoung has done for you but one thing everyone knew was he had saved your life and made you into the happiest version of yourself.

"y/n see how cute!!" Wooyoung yelled running towards you with a baby in his arms, a small baby boy and oh god your heart almost stopped as you watched him coddle the baby close to his head. "HE'S SO CUTE!" Wooyoung exclaimed. Oh you always wondered where he got so much energy from. "yeah!" You smiled, the baby was quiet, eating his own hand as he stared at you with big doe eyes, slightly resembling your old lover.

"hey there" you cooed, coming closer to him as you pressed a gentle finger to his cheek to which he smiled and made you grabby hands, surprising indeed but he seemed to like you.

"wooyoung! Omg you scared me don't run with him like that ever again" you heard a familiar voice and there it was, minho. Right in front of you. You couldn't believe he was here, what a small world. Your eyes blurred as you came face to face with him, both of you as shocked as the other.

"um... Hi!" You mumbled awkwardly and wooyoung was immediately on edge, connecting the fact the minho you told him about was the same minho who was bestest friends with seonghwa. Wooyoung could feel his skin crawling at the way you reacted but you smiled and held his hand, comforting him with a look of nothing but love.

"honey can i talk to minho for a moment?" You asked him and minho squeezed your hand before letting it go and getting the baby out of your arms. "Yes...just know i love you.." he uttered and you couldn't believe how much you loved him, you had always told wooyoung you wanted to apologise to minho once and the fact he respected it meant so much to you.

"hi.." minho mumbled and you could see the way his eyes were slightly relieved to see you. "you.... I'm so proud of you y/n" minho mumbled as wooyoung made his way past both of you and you couldn't help but tear up at the words. "I'm happy now!" You told him and did an awkward shrug and minho chuckled, tearing up himself.

"i know" he sighed and you couldn't hold back your tears anymore. "is he yours?" You asked referring to the baby and minho nodded, making you smile harder. "He's so cute...." - "I'm glad you're happy-" you both said at the time and sighed.

"minho... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry for everything." You told him, finally and he laughed shrugging it off as he asked more questions, and you too did, turns out he got married last year when his girlfriend got pregnant.

Oh how things turned out to be, a few years before and you could've never imagined Minho wouldn't be by your side but here we go.

"things will get better" he said but right now you could see no way that could make your heart open up ever again, no way that could make your tears stop, no way to stop the pain burning up in your eyes and chest, no way to fill up the empty space caused by your own mental illness, by your own heart.

You never thought you'd be past this, and back then you could've never guessed that minho was indeed right, both of you did a few things wrong but he loved you and so did you, and now both of you were happy. Wooyoung proved to you that just because not everyone could love you through your illness someone will always. And minho's girlfriend taught him he was enough even if someone else wasn't willing to show it to him. You both learned, both hurt, now you both were living, and nothing could've been better.

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Alright here is part two as requested. Ik this must not be what you all wanted but i wanted to give them both a happy end they deserved. Thanks for reading i love you all

im getting really bad cuteness aggression

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Dear, Mr. Manager (Twice NSFW Smut)

[ Sick Day Pt. 2 – See Pt. 1 ]

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TWICE Momo Hirai x Manager!Male Reader

Tags: 3.9k words, wholesome, manager x idol, multiple creampies, phone sex, romance, mutual masturbation, caught in the act, date, squirting, slight comedy

"Hey girls... Back already?" you asked, Momo still impaled on your softening cock, her tits pressing against your chest. Jihyo, who was at the front, slowly and silently closed the door as the girls opted to wait outside till you two were done. You and Momo shared a quick and embarrassed glance as you both scrambled to get up and get dressed. However, the two of you weren't able to keep too far apart from each other, sharing a passionate kiss or two amidst the scuffle. Once you were done, you left the room as Momo stayed. She gave you a floating kiss as you left. Outside, you bumped into the rest of the girls.

"Mr. Manager!" Nayeon gasped as the others shook their heads in embarrassment and disbelief. "We expected so much better from you..." Tzuyu pouted, as she walked in with the others. Jihyo stayed behind, closing the door so the girls couldn't hear your conversation. "Y/N, I–I can't believe this..." she brought her fingers to her nose bridge, "...alright, what's done is done– I'll have a talk with Momo and see how she feels about this. If I get any semblance that she was coerced, or forced, or anything like that... You. Are. Dead. You hear me?"

Despite being her manager, Jihyo still knew how to strike fear into your heart. Perhaps it's the overall Muscle Mommy vibe. You nodded in acknowledgement of what she said. "Hope you two had a good time... we might have to request for new bedsheets now..." she sighed, waving you off. You watched as she entered the room before making haste back to your car. As you sat in your car trying to process the events of the day, you decided it was best for you to drive home and maybe give the girls some space for a bit.

About a week or so later, you get a text message from Jihyo. "Y/N, I'd like to schedule a meetup with you. It's important." Immediately, alarm bells started ringing in your head and you accepted the meetup request. As you arrived at the meetup venue, you noticed Momo and Jihyo sitting at a table. Oh shit, did you knock Momo up already? Damn, this is bad... You enter the venue and take a seat at their table, an awkward silence surrounded the three of you.

"Hello, Mr. Manager. Momo here has something she wants to tell you." Jihyo started, not doing much to help ease your anxiety about the situation. You braced yourself as Momo opened her mouth.

"Mr. Manager... I'd like to... pursue a romantic relationship with you..." Momo confessed. You sat shocked, your mouth agape. That’s it? Phew... "Momo... Are you sure? Have you spoken to Jihyo about this?"

"She has. And she is a grown woman, I can't really dictate who she wants to date, I'm not her mom. But I am here to make sure your managerial duties remain done appropriately despite being with Momo. Can we agree on that?"

"Yeah, of course. I think this will only keep me closer to you guys if you guys need any help or whatsoever."

"Good. I guess you two are dating now... Thank goodness for the lack of boundary–breaking paparazzi... I'm sure in some other universe, you two would be screwed."

"Well, we did screw each other~" Momo joked, Jihyo's face scrunching up as she cringed. "Momo, that's the worst attempt at a joke I've ever heard you say," Jihyo shook her head, playfully repulsed by Momo's terrible sense of humour.

You shared some last few exchanges before Jihyo got up, followed by yourself and Momo. As the three of you parted ways, you decided to take Momo out on a proper date. You booked a fancy restaurant, and drove Momo back to her shared apartment with Nayeon. You walked Momo up to her door as she went in to change, Nayeon gave you a flirty wave as the door opened, prompting a playful punch by Momo.

"Nice suit. You guys heading out for a date~?" Nayeon asked teasingly.

"Why yes, we are. Wanna come?" you returned the same attitude back at her. Nayeon nodded approvingly as she returned to her own activity. You couldn't help but feel nervous as you waited patiently. You've had your fun on that fateful day, but now it's the time to take things slow, and you didn't know if you were up for the challenge.

Suddenly, Momo walked out of her room, her hair flowing down onto her chest, wearing an elegant but dominating, figure–hugging blazer dress, she was absolutely stunning. Your heart skipped a beat as she approached you, her eyes lighting up at the sight of you. You stood frozen, your lips quivering.

"Momo... You look... gorgeous..." you complimented her, your eyes digesting her entire look. Nayeon gave the two of you a knowing glance as you extended your arm out to her. As Momo locked arms with you, you walked her back to your car and set off for the restaurant. Upon arriving, you were seated at your reserved table.

As you ordered, the two of you talked about everything – from your childhood to your dreams, and even shared your favorite movies, songs, and TV shows. It was a comfortable silence as you both laughed and enjoyed the small talk. The food arrived, and you took turns feeding each other, causing the other diners to give you judgmental stares.

The two of you decided to keep the PDA to a minimum as to not rile up the other guests. "Momo, are you okay with me taking this slow?" you asked, wanting to make sure she was up for a steady pace.

Momo swallowed her bite, setting the fork down before responding, "Of course. I appreciate you taking the time to get to know me outside the stage... especially since it felt like we skipped a few steps the last time..."  Her eyes shone with contentment and reminisce as her hands reached for yours under the table, her thumb caressing tracing circles on the back of your hand. "I'm excited to see what's in store for us," she added, her smile bright, showing her eagerness for the future.

As the night went on, you decided to end it with a little stargazing session. You drove to a nearby cliffside parking lot. The two of you climbed onto the hood of your car and gazed upwards into the forever–expanding vacuum that was space.

"I hope you had a good time tonight, Momo."

"I did, Mr. Manager..." she responded, her body leaning onto yours.

"Please, call me Y/N."

Momo gave you a wide and warm smile as she nodded. Before long, your lips connected under the starry night sky in a deep and loving kiss. A manager dating an idol under his name is often considered taboo, but who's really keeping up with the semantics of it all?

It was late and was about time for the both of you to get home. You helped Momo back into your car as you drove back to her apartment. "What's your address, Y/N?" Momo asked you. "I hope I'm not making you drive too far..." her burrows frowed in concern.

"Oh don't worry about it, Momo. I actually don't live too far away from you. So once I get you back home safe, I can just drive back to my place." 

"Momo, before we get to your place, I have a question for you. If we're gonna be together, I want to make sure we're on the same page. Do you want to keep this a secret for now?"

Momo thought for a moment. "I'm okay with that, for now. Let's keep it between us, Y/N." She gave you a reassuring smile, your fingers still entwined with hers as you drove. The two of you reached her apartment. After walking her up to her apartment, she unlocked her door. "You want to come in for a bit? I'm afraid that you might be too tired to drive..."

"It's alright. I'll be okay. Plus, I don't wanna bother Nayeon," your lips curled as you bid her farewell. But not before sharing a hungry kiss. You walked back to your car and drove back to your own apartment for the night. You went through your nightly routine before noticing you received several texts from Momo, with the inclusion of some spicy pictures.

You laid in bed, your phone illuminating the room as you scrolled through Momo's texts. You bit your bottom lip as you admired the pictures she had sent. Before you knew it, your phone buzzed, a notification that Momo was calling you.

Your heart raced as you answered the call, "Hello?"

"Hey, Y/N..." Momo whispered, her voice sensual and inviting. "I'm going to do something naughty~ Wanna see?"

"Oh? And what might that be?" You replied, trying to maintain your composure.

"I'm taking off my dress..." she whispered, as she turned her video feed on. She placed the phone on her bed, leaning against the wall as she continued, "...and I want you to describe to me how hard you're getting just by watching me~"

Your breath hitched, the sight of Momo sensually stripping before you, her body on full display, was enough to send a surge of heat to your cock. "Momo, just the thought of you standing there, your dress sliding down, revealing your beautiful body... Let alone getting to watch it? I'm already at attention, baby... Aching to be inside you..."

Momo continued to undress herself and before long, you watched as the dress she wore to your date fell, pooling at her ankles. "It's off, Y/N. I'm standing here, all naked for you... you're making me so wet just by talking to me~" her voice was breathy, her need for you evident in her tone.

Your breathing grew heavy, your hand already making its way to your growing erection through your boxers. "Fuck... I wish I was there with you, Momo... I would worship your body, starting from your neck, making my way down, tracing my tongue along your collarbone, kissing those gorgeous, soft tits... It pisses me off that I can't..."

Momo moaned out loud, "Yes, Y/N, keep going. Make me feel it."

"I'd take one of your nipples into my mouth and hold it steady with my teeth. I'd be sucking on it, flicking my tongue over it, making you moan. And then I'd move to the other one, repeating the same until you're begging for more."

"Oh, Y/N..." Momo's voice trembled, "Please, please continue..."

You watched as Momo shifted onto her bed, adjusting the camera so it would capture the sight of her beautiful flaps as she began rubbing her body, the distinct sound of fingers against skin. 

"Fuck... Y/N, don't stop..." Momo began pleasuring herself as you continued to paint her a picture of your desires. "I'd slide my hand down, my fingers now trailing along the crease of your waist, feeling the curve of your hips. My hand would continue down, arriving at your wet slit, my fingers now parting your soft folds..."

"Y/N– Y/N, please... I need more..." Momo's voice was desperate, her need for you tangible through the phone.

"I would slide three fingers deep inside you, feeling your walls clench around me. I'd thrust my fingers in and out, mimicking the way I'd be pounding you if I was there, our bodies moving in perfect sync, my finger sliding in and out, your moans getting louder and louder."

"Y/N– That's it– Mmmh~" Momo's moans grew more intense, "Y/N, I can't... I can't, I'm going to–"

Her voice cut off as she threw her head back. Her cries of pleasure echoed out in her room. You watched as she squirted onto her phone, her body succumbing to the pleasure you'd given her. That squirt turned you on so much that it sent your hand moving faster around your erection, your shaft slick with precum as you prepared for your own climax. "Fuck– Momo, your voice... I'm gonna c–cum..."

Your bodies were in sync, both of you reaching your peaks, the sounds of your climaxes filling your rooms, your breathing heavy as you both came down from your high. "Momo..." You whispered, your hand still wrapped around your softening dick.

"Y/N..." Momo replied, her voice hazy and spent. "That was... amazing..."

"Momo, I don't want to bother Nayeon, but if it's alright with you, I can come back over, and we can continue from where we left off."

Momo hesitated for a moment. "I... I'd love that. But please, be quiet. Nayeon's a light sleeper."

You chuckled, "Oh no... I'm not sure I'll be able to keep quiet while you're riding me..."

You hung up, quickly slipping into a pair of shorts, throwing your hard–on back into your underwear. You drove back to Momo's apartment, your heart racing as you approached the door. You messaged her to let you know you've arrived. A few soft footsteps later, Momo opened the door, her eyes wide in surprise. "You came back~". Her tone was playful, her gaze traveling down to the bulge in your shorts. You slipped inside, moving with the grace of a stealthy ninja. You smirked, "I'll do my best to be quiet, baby~" you whispered, as you stepped inside, closing the door softly behind you.Momo guided you to her room.

Momo's hands moved to the waistband of your shorts, yanking it down slightly as her hands gripped your erection. She began stroking it slowly. "Mmm... I can't wait to have you inside me, Y/N."

You helped Momo onto the bed, your lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss, your hands trailing down her body, exploring her curves as you kissed her. Your tongue dueled with hers, your bodies eager to have each other. You guided Momo to lie down, your hand moving to her core. "Momo, you ready?"

"Y/N, I've been waiting for you all night..." She replied breathlessly.

You grinned, positioning yourself between her legs. "I'm sorry, I can't quite hear you... Do you want me to take you?"

"Y/N, yes... Take me." Momo's eyes pleading with yours, her body inviting you in.

You lined yourself up with her entrance, letting out a slow but purposeful thrust, your body merging with hers. You both moaned, the pleasure between you unmistakable. Momo's hands gripping your back, her hips meeting with yours.

Pleasure coursed through you both, the delicious sound of skin slapping against skin, your thrusts deep, your hips rolling in sync with hers, your bodies lit by the moonlight streaming in from the window, the two of you coming together in a dance of passion. 

"Momo– you feel so good..." you moaned softly as your lips began to claim hers. You both reached for each other, your fingertips digging into her flesh, the two of you locked in each other's gaze, your hips slamming into each other, a carnal symphony of pleasure.

Your breath hitched, your release imminent. "Momo..." you stammered, your thrusts growing faster, your body trembling.

"Y/N... Do it, let go inside me... Fill me up... my dear, Mr. Manager~" Momo encouraged, her eyes bright with lust, the two of you hurtling towards the edge.

You met her gaze, your thrusts hitting harder, your release taking over, your body shuddering, her name escaping your lips, both of you melding together as you came, your body spasms rippling through you, your release coating Momo's insides.

Momo's body shivered, her moans mufflered by your chest, your hearts beating as one. You collapsed on top of her, your breaths heavy and ragged. You gazed into each other's eyes as you two let out a few more sultry moans. Your lips connected once more in a desperate kiss as you hear banging from the next room over.

"FUCK– Y/N– NNNGHH~!"

Both you and Momo turned your heads slowly towards the wall, your mouths hanging in confusion and intrigue.

"Mmmh– Fuck... Shit, I just squirted all over the floor–" the voice suddenly paused, "–wait, can you guys hear me?"

You turned your head away and chuckled as Momo pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yes. Nayeon– have you been listening to us the whole time?"

The voice went silent for a little. "Yeah, you kinda woke me up when you guys decided to have phone sex."

You broke out into a hearty laugh, unsure to be embarrassed or amused by the situation. Momo seemed to be playfully annoyed.

"Goddamn– you guys should do this here more often... maybe let me watch... that'd be nice, yeah..."

As Nayeon ran off to grab tissues from the kitchen, you and Momo shared another deep kiss before drifting off to sleep in each others' arms. The following day, you woke up and slowly detangled yourself from Momo so she wouldn't be startled awake. You gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before draping a blanket over her nude body. You made your way to the bathroom to freshen up for the morning. On the way, you pass by Nayeon's room.

"Mmmh– Nngh– Y/N... Just like that..." she seemed to be mumbling something in her sleep. Following your shower, you lent a bathrobe and headed to the kitchen to get started on breakfast. About an hour or so went by and the two girls finally awoke, Momo first and then Nayeon. Momo looked well–rested but Nayeon had an expression you couldn't describe. She stumbled over to the seats at the kitchen counter and waited for Momo to shower.

"Good morning, Nayeon. How was your sleep?"

"Morning Y/N– I mean, Mr. Manager... I take it as only Momo and Jihyo can call you that... but I only managed to sleep at like 3AM."

"I appreciate it, thank you. Oh no, why's that?"

Nayeon rubbed her eyes, before folding her arms on the counter and dropping her head onto them.

"I spent the whole night touching myself... to you."

You froze for a bit, your cheeks flushed. What a forward girl... In a way, you admired her honesty... but maybe some extra PR lessons in case... "W–Well, I'm flattered. But you know my current relationship with Momo, correct?"

She nodded, her eyes struggling to open. "I just wanna listen, is all. It's hot– You're both hot."

Your mouth hung open for a little, unsure of what to say. She's so blunt– Just then, Momo sauntered out of the bathroom, the towel she had on wrapping around her curves. She gave a slight wink before heading back into her room to get changed.

You gestured for Nayeon to head to the showers since Momo is out. She groggily dragged herself off the counter and waddled over to the bathroom. You shook your head slightly, amused at the different personalities of girls you've found yourself managing.

As you laid the breakfast out, Momo waltzed out of her room and walked over to you. She gave the breakfast a big sniff before turning to you and wrapping her arms around your neck. She pulled you into a spicy kiss as your hands gripped onto her waist gently.

"Mmmh~ Good morning, Y/N~ Is all this for me?"

"Well, you've gotta share some of it with Nayeon."

Momo gave you a teasing pout before grabbing a plate and picking which dishes she wanted to take. She playfully wiggled her plump jeans–clad ass in front of you like bait on the end of a fishing line. Tried as you might, but you couldn't resist her allure. You grabbed onto her hips and quickly pulled your cock out from its confines.

"Sorry, Momo... You're just irresistible..."

"Oh–!" Momo gasped as she felt the sudden sensation of your hands on her hips. Her surprise slowly turned into desire as you began to bend her over the counter. She placed her plate on the counter as a smirk appeared on her lips.

Momo let out a low, sultry moan, "Oh, Y/N~" as you freed her from her jeans, her ass now bared for you. You gave it a tight smack before letting your cock prob her entrance, her slick walls eagerly taking you in. Her moans grew louder, her hips gyrating as you slid in and out slowly.

"Ahhh, Y/N~" she cried out, the ruffles on her shirt fluttering. They danced with each thrust as her tits swayed beneath her shirt, the sound of your hips slamming against her plump ass filling the room.

"Mmmm– Fuck, Y/N..." she moaned, her voice shaking. "You feel... so fucking good..." Her words were punctuated by gasping breaths as you slammed into her, the kitchen counter digging into her chest, her breasts bouncing wildly with each thrust.

"Gnnngh... Y/N... oh, fuck... don't stop..." Momo's voice was desperate, her hands clawing at the counter, her body tensing with each thrust.

Your pace was frantic, your thrusts driving her towards ecstasy, the sounds of skin slapping against skin and Momo's moans escalating. "Fuck, Momo, I'm close..." you warned, your grip tightening on her hips.

"Y/N... Y/N, let it out... let it out inside me... Pump me full~" She begged, her voice thick with lust.

Hearing her request, you tangled your fingers in her low, messy ponytail and yanked it towards you, her head tilting back as her moans echoed. "Oh my, so rough~"

You hammered into Momo, your climax beginning to flow, the two of you approaching your own orgasms. Her moans grew louder, her body tightening around you. "Momo, I'm cumming..."

"Do it– Do it, baby~" she cried out. With that, your release took over, your thrusts hitting harder, your body shuddering. "Y/N~! Fill me up, Mr. Manager~ Pump all that seed into me~" your name escaping her lips as your release flooded her insides. Her body shivered, her moans muffling against the counter as you came together, your hearts beating as one.

You collapsed on her back, your breaths ragged. You held her close, lost in the afterglow. "Momo, you're incredible, I fucking love you..." you whispered, your heart racing.

The two of you slowly detangled and straightened yourselves out as Nayeon groggily walked out of the bathroom and back into her room. You helped Momo grab a plate of the breakfast you made, your lips connecting once more, your tongues exploring each other, savoring each other's taste. "Let's eat, baby," you said, gently guiding her to the table.

Momo's face was flushed, her eyes bright. "Yes, Y/N– let's eat." She smiled, the two of you sitting down to breakfast, your hands entwining as you enjoyed the morning calm.

Not long later, Nayeon joined the two of you at the table, grabbing her own plate. Her widened eyes suggested that your food tasted amazing. "Damn, Momo– you should have Mr. Manager here more often. We'd be eating so good."

You let out a chuckle as you finished your plate. You looked at Momo and asked if she'd wanted to join you to go run some errands. She nodded excitedly and went to grab her purse. You were left with Nayeon once more.

"Do you wanna come?"

"Oh– uhh, no thanks. I'll stay behind to finish the rest of the breakfast."

You both shared a laugh before Momo walked out with her belongings in hand. You stood up, locked arms with Momo and headed out. The two of you wandered around a nearby shopping mall together as you ran your errands. That was when you saw a familiar face.

"Mina?"

"Momo!"

[Let me know if you want a part two or if you want me to make this a long running story. And let me know who else you'd want to see a fic about.]

linopls kinktober list '23

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☆ regrets & replacements ☆ (2)

♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> angst with a hopeful ending ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> maknae line!skz x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> it's not about making up, it's about owning up to your mistakes. ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> swearing ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!

a/n -> like i said in the hyung line ending this ain't a happy or a sad ending, this is more of a mix of both and i would say it's more neutral. i really feel like i didn't nail it but i'm gonna publish it anyways because i don't know if i can write it any other way. thank you for following this scenario! it means a lot to me the love that this one got in particular.

first part -> maknae line

jisung ✉

as you got home you were faced with a lot of doubt in your mind. why didn't you tell him that it was your birthday? why didn't he remember? were you just that forgettable? did he just care more about soohee than you? was it always going to be like this? it hurt, it really did. i mean you knew jisung had a tendency to forget everything but it felt like that didn't happen when it came to soohee.

minho was blowing up your phone but you couldn't seem to pick it up. you weren't ready to talk about anything at the moment, you just wanted to cry and that you did. it was as if the tears wouldn't stop falling from your eyes as you thought that maybe this would be the end. you just never seemed to be the priority and when you saw the door opening you weren't surprised but still felt like wanting to be alone.

"baby, baby, baby! i'm so fucking sorry. i cancelled everything that i was gonna do and i'm here now." jisung rambled as he was going around your apartment but you didn't move. you couldn't look at him because you weren't sure of what to say and you felt like you couldn't talk without breaking down and crying in front of him. jisung noticed and felt like crying himself as he took in everything. "(y/n) i'll make it right, i know i was an idiot and forgot but i need another chance."

"it's not about forgetting sung." you said which caught him off guard. this was more serious wasn't it? he was in deep trouble, he could sense it and it was scaring the living hell out of him. "you put her first again, you always do this. i just wanna feel like your partner but i sometimes feel as if she was dating you and not me."

"don't fucking say that. i only want you and she's just a friend, well was a friend because i don't want her in my life if she doesn't like you." he explained and you never wanted this. even if it hurt that she didn't like you, you never wanted to be the type of significant other that would dictate who your boyfriend could and couldn't hang out with. "i care about you, it's only you i want at the end of the day."

"i think i need some time, baby. we're not over but i just don't know how to feel right now." you said and he nodded as he heard your words. he wanted for you to be okay and that was his priority right now, nothing else. 

"can i at least take you out for your birthday? i know minho planned something." he said as he removed the tears from your cheeks. you gave him a little smile because he was about to cry at any moment too and couldn't resist hugging him. "i'm such a cry baby when it comes to you."

"i know, i love you like this though." you mumbled and let him sob in your arms for a while as you held him. you knew in the end though that things would be okay if you worked them out together.

felix ✉

looking at the clock in the kitchen was the way you were spending your time. your birthday was almost over and there was still no felix in sight. you sighed to yourself, there were no more tears to fall, it was just you and your numbness against the world. you didn't go out and celebrate, you didn't buy a cake or a present to yourself because there was no point if you felt completely destroyed.

to others it might seem a little too much but to you it was a big deal. you wanted to talk to someone about how you felt and how it was taking a toll on you mentally but when you looked at your phone and saw that background of felix smiling and holding you close, you had to shut it off again.

"(y/n)? can you please open the door? i forgot the key." his voice said through the other side and this was beyond what you wanted. you couldn't have this conversation right now but you knew you would have to because you couldn't avoid it forever. you opened the door to be met by a very distraught looking felix, his hair was messy and he was panting like he ran a marathon all the way to your house. his eyes were glassy as he looked at you and you just let him in.

"lix i would never ask this in other circumstances but why are you here?" you asked in a low tone and it hurt felix so much to see you this way. his usually bright and sparkled eyed partner was looking down and not being able to hold their gaze to meet him. your voice sounded broken like you've been crying for hours and it was all his fault. he wouldn't blame you if you didn't forgive him this time.

"i-i had to see you. i know how much i fucked up this time and i know how you feel about her, how you've always felt and i took it for granted." he said and the more you heard the more it hurt. "but i care way more about having you than maintaining a toxic friendship with someone who didn't respect my partner and i know it might be too late, i'm sorry (y/n). not only did i miss your birthday, i missed getting to see you smile, i missed getting you the presents, i missed going out with you and the people who actually care about me and i'm so deeply sorry."

it was as if he was losing himself as he spoke, you couldn't stand seeing that. it was going to be hard getting through this and being able to be okay with felix again. this was not about getting a present or remembering a date on a calendar, it was about trust and you knew that even after all, you trusted felix with your whole life.

"lix i love you, i really do. i feel like it's all too much right now and i just wanna go to sleep but i would love to try again tomorrow. maybe take me out and we can talk?" you offered as you got close to him, grabbing his cold hands and seeing him nod. "slow steps for now baby but i know we'll get through it."

"slow steps." he repeated and looked at you, finally eye to eye. he gave you a warm smile that you adored so much and then leaned in to kiss your cheek. it never failed to make you smile as well and that's all you needed as the clock struck midnight.

seungmin ✉

waking up all alone today felt dreadful. the excitement from yesterday was all gone when you remembered how you decided to spend your birthday and as you checked your phone and there was still no sign from seungmin, you gave up. you were going to try to continue with your day and not think about your boyfriend, soohee or anything negative that could ruin your mood immediately. but when you looked at your phone again, you had almost a spam level of messages from jeongin telling you to come over.

you knew what this was about (or you hoped). a certain part of you wanted to stay away from the dorms and not think about seeing seungmin but the other part that was louder knew you had to go and give him a chance to speak. you put on your shoes and grabbed your things to head to the dorms as you thought of the conversation you were about to have with your boyfriend.

he was waiting impatiently for you to arrive and when you did, jeongin opened the door and greeted you with a hug. it broke his heart when you didn't greet him the same way or with a kiss but he knew he deserved it after all that happened yesterday. you were both standing there, waiting for the other to speak and it was really heavy on his chest the fact that it didn't feel natural like it always has.

"okay why did you make me come here? even though you didn't text, it was jeongin who did." you said breaking the silence and he felt like a coward, everything was building itself up to be the last time you two ever meet didn't it? it was killing him. he couldn't lose you, no he wouldn't lose you.

"i knew that if i texted you, you would've ignored me. that's what i felt was going to happen." he explained and he was kind of right but you still wanted him to tell you something, hearing nothing from him made you doubt everything even more. "i feel like the biggest idiot on the planet right now. not only i didn't spend your birthday with you, i just simply disappeared and i couldn't even send a message."

"well i'm glad you're realizing this now but i just wanna know seungmin if you care about this relationship. i know it might sound like i'm exaggerating but i feel so hurt by what happened that it makes me just doubt everything. i want to be with you but do you want to be with me?" you asked and seungmin wasn't one to cry at all but this ticked all the boxes to making him feel like the worst boyfriend ever. 

"i want to be with you forever (y/n). there's no one else for me and i know you're asking because of soohee. she doesn't mean anything to me like that and if you want me to cut off ties with her, i will." he said confidently even if he felt the tears building up which he wiped them away immediately. you had never seen him cry and he didn't want to look weak or like he didn't mean the things he was saying in front of you. this image of seungmin showing his emotions was new to you but it felt real and honest.

"i don't want you to do anything because i told you to or you feel like it would make me feel better, you know? i just want you to be happy minnie. i was devastated with what happened yesterday and i can't say that forgiving you is gonna be easy." you explained and he felt a sob coming through because you were just so fucking caring and he couldn't even process why you were giving him a second chance. he caught the distance by hugging you because he couldn't take the coldness anymore, he wanted to feel you close and as you held him, you knew you couldn't be far away from him either.

"i know today is not your birthday but i'll make you remember everything about this day like it was if you let me baby." he muttered in your arms and you didn't have to say anything because you trusted his word. you weren't even thinking about your birthday, just how you and him fit like puzzle pieces when you held each other like that.

jeongin ✉

as you got home, you dropped all your things on your couch and noticed immediately that jeongin's things were already there. so you weren't gonna be able to avoid him after all you thought because right now all you wanted was to go to sleep and absolutely forget about everything that you went through tonight. just thinking about the fact that your boyfriend was with someone else when he planned the reservation and also the fact that she picked up his phone for him was unforgivable.

you could hear the key at the door and then faced that way to see your boyfriend standing there with so many things that your first instinct was to help him out. you hated yourself for being so nice sometimes but it was impossible not to be kind to jeongin even if he was on thin ice right now. he looked at you and could see the mad expression you were giving him, of course he deserved it.

"(y/n)? you probably hate to see me here but we need to talk." he said and you didn't respond because you felt like crying all over again just seeing him there. you put the cake that he bought in the kitchen and the presents on the coffee table, not even glancing at them because you couldn't care less about rushed last minute gifts that went no thought into them. "please, i know you hate me right now but i can't stand us being distant to each other and not hearing your voice."

"jeongin." you said and it went through him like a knife because he wasn't used to his full name. he looked at you and saw the tears that he feared so much, he promised you so many times he wouldn't be the cause of them and here you were. "i don't even know what to say. you forgot yeah, i can't get past that and i wouldn't be so mad if you weren't hanging out with someone who hates me in every way and you let her pick up your phone! it just feels like she's more your partner than i am sometimes."

"no, not at all. i won't ever be with her and i don't want to be with her." he said looking at you and getting closer, you didn't take a step back because even if you were fuming you just wanted to be held by him. "you're the only one for me and that won't ever change even if tonight i let you down, even if you make me leave right now, i won't want anyone that's not you." 

"you just made me feel so humiliated there all alone." you said and he nodded trying to not make the mental image of you waiting for him in the restaurant but he failed to because that's all he could think about when he was coming to your apartment. "i don't know if we'll able to fix this."

"i want you. scratch that, i need you (y/n)." he begged and you knew that you needed him too. his tears were falling softly but you wiped them off because seeing him upset was a sight that drove you insane. it was a mix of emotions for you and for him right now, a roller coaster that didn't stop. he couldn't stop looking at you, he needed a sign that this could be fixed and that you would be alright but he couldn't find any.

"give me some time to think yeah? i promise nothing bad is gonna happen and i just need it to process everything." you said and it was finally settled. he was desperate to make this right again and he would but he needed to respect your decision and that's what he would do.

"can i kiss you?" he asked and you were hesitant but still nodded. his hand on your cheek as he leaned in closer to seal the end of the day with a little kiss, nothing too passionate but it was just right for that moment as he pulled away. you looked at him and hoped everything would turn out right in the end but with jeongin holding you, there were no more doubts in your mind.