You were already running late for work. You didn't look or feel so good, and you were going to call out sick if it weren't for your nearly empty refrigerator.
Looking up at the digital signs at the metro station, you squinted your eyes to read the moving letters. You sighed upon finding out that there was maintenance scheduled at a stop right before your own. You'd either have to take a bus the rest of the way or walk to work from there, and with the dark impending clouds of doom, you didn't think that walking was much of an option.
Shuffling around in your bag, you failed to find your umbrella, remembering exactly where you had left it and groaning internally.
The next train was due to come around in around 5 minutes, so you stood there, shivering a bit at the cold. You tried to remain positive, the day not really starting off well for you. Despite having a rather uneventful desk job to look forward to later in the day, you found solace in the fact that you'd be able to stay seated in a warm building.
Feeling a but bored and awkward, you pulled out your phone from your jacket pocket, accidentally pulling out your keys, noticed by the sound it made when it dropped to the ground a foot away from you. Sucking your teeth in annoyance, you bent down to pick them up, only for a stranger to unknowingly step over them, moving them a bit further from you.
"Hey-" You frowned, and they turned back, apologizing before continuing on their way. You shook your head and bent down to pick them up again, only now noticing that they were a bit too close to the tracks. One of your biggest fears were falling onto the train tracks and getting stuck there, so you always managed a far distance, but getting your keys would require you to be a bit too close to the train that was coming now in one minute. "Oh..." You said to yourself. You wouldn't fall. Just a quick snatch of your keys, and all would be fine.
It was a rational solution for an itsy-bitsy problem, but were you still scared? Of course.
Someone must've noticed your hesitation, their hand swooping down to collect your keys for you. Before you could yelp in alarm at you being possibly robbed, you looked up to see the person banding your keys to your with a smile.
Damn.
He was a looker. Black shiny hair, a foxy smile, sparkling eyes, and a put together appearance. Not too often you'd see a person this good looking.
Sheepishly smiling back, you took your keys from him, mumbling a thank you.
"You're welcome." What a smooth voice. That was all of the interaction before he went back to his own business, but now you were painfully aware of his existence just a few feet behind you. Was he looking at you? Did he think you were weird?
The train finally appeared from the darkness of the tunnel, and you were glad, remembering how you had to get to work, and quickly.
Once the train stopped, you waiting for a crowd to get off before you stepped on, noticing that all the seats were taken. Just your luck. The train car was filling up fast, and you grabbed a pole, keeping your bag close in front of you. You guessed that a lot of people had to get to work at this time as the car crowded up, forcing you to be shoulder to shoulder with others.
Despite your very visible discomfort, someone decided to place themselves face to face with you, and you looked up to see none other than the handsome man who helped you with your keys. You made eye contact and he awkwardly smiled before you quickly looked down, eyes widening for a split second.
How did you get in this position, and why was it starting to get hot underneath your coat?
The train started moving with a jolt, and you were already embarrassed as you bumped into him, quickly mumbling an apology.
This day must've been cursed. You knew the ride was going to be bumpy and you had only hoped that he wasn't going to the same stop that you were going to.
Holding on to the pole for dear life with your leg muscles stinging from trying not to bump into him, you kept your head down, looking at your feet. There wasn't one moment that you were chill, and there wasn't going to be one the more the guy was standing in front of you.
Not expecting the particularly rough start after a stop, you fell onto him, releasing both hands from the pole you were holding to somehow catch yourself. He quickly wrapped his arm around you, both your hands flat against his chest.
Quickly noticing your position, you scrambled yourself back up, an apologetic look on your face, worried that you might have hurt him.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" You asked him, and he chuckled.
"Don't be, it's alright." He said. "Are you okay? The rides a bit more rough than usual."
"I'm fine. Sorry, I keep bumping into you."
"I don't mind it." He said with a smile just as foxy as the first time you saw him. A little embarrassed you said nothing more, instead over thinking about how he said he "didn't mind it". He doesn't mind you bumping into him, or he just wants to reassure you? I mean you didn't really mind bumping into him either, but you were sure he didn't mind in the way you didn't mind.
He smelled of citrus and mahogany, a calm and refreshing scent that made you want to plunge onto his chest again and maybe stay there for a bit. These thoughts were not safe to think while he was in such close proximity and your stop wasn't for another 10 minutes, but did you have anything else to do?
You found yourself looking down at his shoes. They were black and shiny, probably expensive as well. He seemed to work a professional job, as seen by the peak of the grey suit underneath his long black peacoat.
You looked up from his suit to his neatly tied tie, every edge and fold of his suit neat and ironed. There was not a wrinkle in sight and there wasn't a hair out of place.
You hadn't noticed that he was watching you damn near examine him until you looked at his face and saw him looking directly at you with a smirk.
"I take it you like the suit?" He asked, and you awkwardly laughed.
"Sorry." You looked back down.
Shit! That was embarrassing. You were only two more stops away from where you had to get off, and you didnt even know if you could manage it.
"Don't be sorry. I have to dress to impress today, so it's nice to know that someone likes it." He shrugged.
"Ah..." You nodded your head. You wanted to inquire more about it, like what he had to do today, if today was important for him, was he going to make it on time due to the upcoming maintenance. But...you didn't want to seem nosy, so you just shut your mouth. Small talk wasn't your forte, and you'd only embarrass yourself. Again.
With the train pulling up to a station about 25 minutes from your workplace, you hopped off happily. Going up the subway stairs, your happiness was quickly dampened once you felt heavy raindrops fall upon your heard.
"Shit!" You grumbled to yourself, looking for cover. You had hoped that it wouldn't rain, but alas, here you are. Looking around, you noticed a bus stop on the corner, the last of a crowd hopping onto the bus. You widened your eyes once you noticed that that was the bus you were supposed to take. "Wait!" You yelled out for the bus driver, running to the stop. Did he see you? Did he care?
Apparently not, because the bus doors closed promptly, and with an annoying screech, the bus started on its way, right before you could get to the stop.
"Shit, shit-" You brushed your wet hair back with your hand in frustration, breathing heavy from the running you just did. You didn't know when the next bus would come, and you had to clock into work within the next ten minutes. You would have to walk.
"Ah, did I miss the bus?" You heard a familiar voice and a black umbrella hover over your head. Turning around, you noticed the man from the train. Was he following you? There's no way you could coincidently bump into him three times, already.
"Oh, uh, yeah." You sighed. "Do you know when the next bus might come?"
"Usually, the busses are about 20 minutes apart." He said, also seemingly a bit frustrated.
Furrowing your eyebrows and looking at your watch, you looked on the direction you'd have to walk, mentally preparing yourself for the way you'd get drenched in seconds.
"Are you, by chance, uh, walking to your destination?" He asked.
"Yeah," You shrugged. "I don't have much of a choice, anyways, I've got to get to work, and it's not too long of a walk."
"Surely, you don't plan on getting drenched in this cold rain," He frowned. "I'll walk with you. We're going in the same direction, anyways."
"O-oh, you don't have to worry about that, I'll be fine-"
"No, no, I insist." He said, a genuine look in his eyes. You paused for a second then sighed, chucking breathlessly.
"You've come to my rescue more than once today. Big thanks." You said, suddenly turning hot again. Big thanks...? Could you possibly get any more awkward?
"Only doing what feels right." He smiled. "Let's go," He said, nudging his head towards the direction.
The walk started off pretty silent. It felt like you were trying your hardest not to bump into him with every step you took, keeping your hands neatly folded in front of you, and staring straight ahead.
"So, if you don't mind me asking," He started to speak, slightly startling you. "What do you do? You said you had to get to work, I'm hoping they're not too strict." He laughed.
"Oh, I just work in sales." You shrugged. "My management isn't too strict with us, they'd understand my tardines. I just wish I would've been able to catch the bus."
"Ah, sales..." He nodded. "That's one thing we have in common."
"Really?" You smiled, looking up at him for a split second. "It's not the most awesome job, but I get by...oh, and thank you so much. I didn't realize exactly how much I'd appreciate an umbrella right now."
"So, you were really planning on walking to work in this rain? You're stronger than me, I could never." He laughed.
You shrugged. "Walking in the rain wouldn't make my day any worse than it actually is." You regretted saying that the moment it flew out of your mouth. Now he probably thinks you're about to trauma dump on him like no other.
"One of those days, huh?" He sighed, slightly tilting his umbrella more towards you, effecting blocking the rain from hitting your shoulder.
"I-I mean, it's alright." You chuckled nervously. "Your help surely makes it better so far."
"Good to hear." He said, smiling dorkishly. Cute.
The rest of the walk was quiet again, yet this time it was a bit more comfortable. You hadn't noticed how wet he was getting until you approached your building, feeling apologetic, as if it was your fault.
"This is me." You said, facing the tall, glass building you guys approached. "Once again, thank you so much, I really appreciate your help today."
"No problem." He smiled, closing his umbrella. "Also," He handed you the umbrella, and you just looked at him, confused. "You can keep this."
"Oh, no, that's okay, I couldn't-"
He gently placed it in your hands, anyway. "Don't worry about it." He laughed. "Maybe we can both use it again when we finish work today, hm? How about dinner? I know a great place down by the river."
You raised your brows, surprised by his forwardness.
"A-are you asking me out to dinner? With you?" You asked, just to make sure.
"Well...hopefully with me." You could tell he was starting to get a bit sheepish.
"Sure!" You said with a smile, still taken aback but pleasantly so. "I, uh, I get off at around 6 today, so I'm free after that."
"Okay, awesome!" He said. "I'll wait for you down here once you get off, then. See ya, pretty." With a curt wave of his hand, he turned around and went inside the building, you following him unknowingly before you stopped in your tracks, eyebrows furrowed as you watched him walk towards the elevators.
Then it dawned on you. "Oh...OH!" You exclaimed and you heard him laugh, back still turned as he went on about his way. He worked here! How did you not know that?
Eyes still wide as you stood there in the middle of the floor, you quickly brought out your phone, no longer caring about how late you were. Bringing up your best friend's contact, you furiously texted her about every single thing that happened this morning.
Your heart beat at a thousand miles, the smile never leaving your face as you made your way to the office, thumbs still gapping away at your phone.
What you thought was going to be a horrible day swiftly turned into a day you'd never forget, with the promise of what you only hoped to be, a good date around the corner.
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AN: OMG YAY GUYS! I finally finished something! I did it while I was working lol, but I wanted something a little light hearted and cute, and I'm surprised I managed to finish it. I think it's a good step to getting out of my writers block! I hope you guys enjoyed this, and let me know if you want a part two. I already have an idea for what part two can be and it's not as cute and lighthearted bcs Yeonjun makes me feel NSFW things and I like writing abt them lolol.
plot summary: you're having difficulties grasping this chapter. your professor offers you extra classes, in which they end in the most unanticipated manner.
content: teacher-student (late & early 20s, consensual), filming, pet names, oral sex, orgasm denial, unprotected sex (condomize), rough sex, degradation (barely), belt collar, breath play, creampie, cum eating, face fucking, masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism.
word count: 6k
author's note: cliché plot but this is my first piece since i got out of my 4-year writer's block. pls bare w. me. 🥴
* DISCLAIMER: THIS IS FICTIONAL. IT IS NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF JEONG YUNHO'S CHARACTER, PERSONALITY OR BEHAVIOUR. THIS IS SOLELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES! *
* 18+ CONTENT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! *
Y/N has never had trouble with music theory. If anything, it was her favourite module. Never raked in a score below a 75%, even if it was a mock assessment that held no weight towards the final pass mark. Chapter 9: Time Signatures. It all went downhill from there. She had collected nothing but 35% and lower on all her mock tests. It was humiliating, to say the least. She was not comprending anything that wasn't in 4/4. This streak of perpetual failures was swallowing her whole, and the shame of it all had found residence in the crevices of her mind.
Professor Jeong Yunho sauntered towards Y/N's desk and laid a paper in front of her, facing down. Facing down. The shame is growing.
He wore a bored expression when he looked down on her, releasing an exhausted sigh, and said, "Ms. L/N, a word after class?"
He continued down the row, handing out everyone's mock tests. She buried her face in her arms on the desk, contemplating her next steps. She's made use of study guides, peer assistance, and even sourced help outside the school, but all she knew was 4/4.
Her friend, Aaliyah, hugged her and said, "You have the best ear in this class, and everybody hits a bump in the road sometimes. But I promise, you will get this before the official assessment."
"Do you know how many hours of prog metal and jazz I listened to, just to get another face-down paper?" She sat upright, lifting Aaliyah's weight off of her body, and whined "My spotify wrapped, Aaliyah."
"Wrapped is in five months. That's enough time to get Lana back at number one." Aaliyah waved her off absentmindedly. "Try blues. It is the mother of modern music, so the answers are in there somewhere."
Class came to an end. The hall started airing out as the students bid adieu. Aaliyah left Y/N behind as she found her way back to their shared apartment. Y/N remained planted in her seat, tucking away yet another inglorious mock test into her tote bag. How the earth could just open up and swallow her. Y/N made her way down to Yunho's desk, while he stood at the door sending off his last students for the day. Once the class emptied, he closed the door and sat himself on his desk, in front of Y/N.
"Your last few mocks have been quite... appalling. I'm not a stranger to failing students but this is certainly not your M.O." he dawned a disappointed look. "You're my star student, talk to me."
She pouted as her head hung low, "I've asked the other students for help and even went to the music store across town. It's just not clicking."
He furrowed his brows, concerned, "Is there something going on in your personal life that's hindering your progress?"
"Nothing I'm aware of, no."
"Be honest, Y/N. It's your last year and I wanna see you graduate in record time." one of his eyebrows arched.
"I'm telling you." her voice was high as she responded. "You think I willingly listened to Dream Theater just to make sense of the work? Emphasis on 'willingly'." She threw her hands up in exaggeration.
He let out a chuckle and mumbled, almost as if he was embarrassed, "I love Dream Theater..."
"You also love post eighties Metallica," she said, mockingly, "but I'll shame you another day seeing that I actually need help." she bat her eyelashes coquettishly.
With a wheeze, he said, "I won't dignify that with a response."
Yunho smirked as he made his way around the desk and sat down is his chair. With his body occupying the space, the chair looked more like a throne beneath him. He pinched the bridge of his nose, unleashing an exasperated sigh. He was trying to make sense of Y/N's little hiccup. As he pondered on all the possible causes of her lack of understanding in the material, silence blanketed them.
During what felt like a voyage to the moon and back, but was actually a minute, Y/N had entertained herself with the Spiderman action figure on Yunho's desk. It was a Tobey Maguire edition. Its limbs could be moved and it had built-in web shooters.
"Okay," he broke the silence, which startled Y/N. She sat the figure back down on his desk, "since you're a practical learner, I can only assume that listening isn't enough for you. So we need to get physical."
"I don't know what that means." she deadpanned.
"Another way to learn time signatures is using drums. Wooyoung is expecting a delivery of new drumkits for his class but they won't be here until the third, which is-"
Y/N cut him off and finished the sentence. "After the official assessment." Panic materialised on her face, as her mind convinced her that her failure was bound to compound.
"Exactly. Now," he leaned forward on his desk, grabbed a note and pen, and scribbled on it as he spoke. "I do have a drumkit back at my place. I can privately tutor you until we complete this chapter." He handed her the note with his address and phone number on it. "We only have two more mocks left, so let's bring your grade up before the official assessment."
Y/N's face beamed as she swiped the note out of his hand, and glanced at it with hope in her eyes. She let out a squeal, which made Yunho jolt out of his seat. He looked at her with much adoration in his eyes, proud that he had just given his student a second chance she assumed was not probable.
Official testing was Monday. Yunho tutored her Fridays through Sundays. On Fridays, Y/N would arrive promptly at his loft at 18:00 and leave at 20:00. On weekends, their sessions begun at 15:00 and concluded at 18:00. Each lesson was very much routine; Yunho would demonstrate a time signature on his drumkit, Y/N replicated it, he would play a song on the speakers, and she would have to identify the time signature.
With each passing lesson, her pattern recognition skills improved. She had went from identifying time signatures after a verse and a chorus, to half a verse, to thirty seconds into a song. Averaging 35% and lower on mocks became a thing of the past, hauling in a 50 and 68 on her last two mocks. Never one to score anything less than a 75, Y/N was growing accustomed to the idea of a 70 for this chapter. She was just appreciative of the assistance Yunho offered, which allowed her to absolve herself of the shame that had befallen her.
The lessons weren't without their own... complications. At least emotional ones, that is. Piddling instances of small talk ranging from casual topics such as movies and music transformed into hour-long personal revelations about dreams and desires. Having peered into each other's hearts and minds, and divulging their truths, they saw each other in a new light.
Behaviours taking up new form, Yunho would always steal glances of Y/N while she was doing classwork. He started wearing much stronger colognes with a sweet touch. Y/N became more mindful of the way she dressed, abandoning her usual sweatpants and tank tops for mini skirts and blouses. These changes did not go unnoticed; they saw but never spoke.
As she trode to the door, about to begin her trek to Yunho's apartment, Aaliyah called to Y/N with her eyes glued to the television. "Make sure you have your keys with you. I probably won't be here when you come back." Aaliyah's eyes landing on Y/N's form, offering a warm smile. "Have fun at your lessons."
She responded softly, with a shy smile dawning her face, "Got my keys. I'll see you at the show." she begun walking out the door but she quickly backtracked, remembering to say, "Also, please learn how to open the window after showering. It's humid when I step in."
She arrived at Yunho's loft a little bit past 15:00. When she arrived, he asked if she could wait for him to take a shower. She sat on his couch, watching the television. Starting to feel a bit unimpressed with what the television had to offer, she occupied herself with his drumkit, practicing everything she had learned in past few weeks. Yunho entered the living room and lessons went on as usual.
"I think you're ready for Monday's test." Yunho sat on the couch, right beside her, resting his arm behind her head.
Y/N turned her body to face him, crossing one leg over the other with her skirt riding up her thigh, revealing a black lace garter embellished with floral designs. His eyes danced between the garter and her eyes, not certain what was more mesmerising. She picked up on this and truthfully, her heart fluttered.
What Y/N never admitted to anybody, not even the big man upstairs, was that she always had the cutest little crush on Yunho. Since first year. These extra lessons only made her innocent infatuation inflate by ten folds. Conversely, Yunho was lured in by the praises that were sung repeatedly by Professor Kim and Choi. He would always find excuses to be in Hongjoong and Jongho's classes, just to hear Y/N either play guitar or sing. What truly trapped him was hearing her rendition of the 'Sweet Child O' Mine' guitar solo. A true beauty who could make a guitar sing as beautifully as she does.
"That 75 was looking very bleak two weeks ago. This chapter had me praying to gods I didn't worship." she grimaced as the words left her mouth.
He inched closer to her face, speaking in a low tone, "I knew you'd turn things around with proper guidance." He begun sliding his hand right up her thigh and tugged on the hem of her thong. "My star student." he whispered in her ear, sending chills down her spine.
He planted wet kisses on her neck, nipping her skin. A sharp gasp escaped her mouth; she impulsively grabbed a handful of his t-shirt and cocked her head back, giving him more access. He trailed multiple kisses across her neck, biting her skin along the way, marking her. She swiftly put herself up on his lap, straddling him between her legs. They shared a passionate kiss that only made their bodies radiate. The growing bulge in his sweats grazed her clothed sex, illiciting a sensual and breathy moan on her part.
They both knew what they were doing would warrant harsh consequences, should they ever be caught. In that moment, they cared only about what their hearts truly yearned for; each other's companionship.
"Fuck, Yuyu." she moaned as she would grind her clothed part against his bulge.
Yunho reached into her thong, separating her folds with his fingers. He was met with moisture. "Jesus, Y/N. You're already wet and we haven't even gotten to the best part."
In a flurry of motions, they were in Yunho's bedroom. He put her down on the bed and walked to the film camera in the corner of the room. He positioned it at the corner of the bed and begun filming. Hovering over her, he lifted her chin to make her face him.
Brushing his thumb on her cheek, he said, "You're gonna be a good girl for me, right?"
She hummed at his words, nodding in agreement. He leaned down to kiss her, unbuttoning her silk blouse as he went down on his knees. His hands snaked around her back, unclasping her bra, and cupping two handfuls of her mounds. His lips circled one of her nipples, licking and biting, forcing moans out of Y/N. He alternated breasts, abandoning one of them and leading his hand back into her thong. She was gushing.
With one hand still cupping her breast and his tongue teasing her nipple, he pulled her skirt off and proceed to remove her thong with his other hand. He exhanged her breast for her lips, longing for a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck in an attempt to keep balance. His fingers separated her folds once more, his thumb playing with her clit. She gasped into his mouth, making him smile against her lips, feeling ever so proud of himself. He slid one finger into her hole, thumb still on her clit. He started pumping in and out of her slowly. A second finger. A third. Pace accelerating.
It was nearing. The knot in her stomach reporting, her walls clenching around Yunho's fingers. He could feel it approaching, it was right there but he wanted to make her beg for her release. He broke their kiss and pulled his fingers out of her, a whine escaping on her end. With haste, he took his t-shirt off and positioned his himself between her legs. Trailing kisses inside her thighs, he grabbed the garter with his teeth and slid it off her leg. He laid her down on the bed, one hand playing with her breast and the other fingering her into oblivion. His mouth wrapped around her clit, licking and kissing it. Softly nibbling her clitoris here and there, causing her back to arch. Y/N had a tight grip on Yunho's hair, not knowing what to do with her hands.
"Yuyu, please, I'm so close." she let out a moan that was bordering on a sob.
He purposely ignored her, knowing it would make her fight harder to not cum. Her walls clenched tighter than before around his fingers, the knot in her stomach getting uncomfortably tight. Tears welling in her eyes, breathing laboured, legs shaking uncontrollably. She was coming undone. He was pushing her to her limit. He felt her every reaction but still withheld those words.
Her tears escaping, running down her temples. With each passing second, she was finding it difficult to control her breathing.
"Yuyu, please." she croaked. Her grip on his hair only getting tighter.
Letting go of her breast, he grabbed her wrist and squeezed it, signaling her to leave his hair, which she reluctantly did. He peered from beneath her.
"What's my name?" he spelled out. His fingers were dancing right there by her sweet spot. She was overstimulated, seeing stars. The stimulation was making the nerves in her body cause an immense level of discomfort because her release was being withheld.
"Yuyu..." she cried in between incoherent mumbles.
"Someone doesn't wanna cum." he scoffed, burying his face back between her thighs. His tongue continued to draw circles around her clit, his fingers only getting faster.
"Yunho! It's Yunho!" she cried after a string of nonsensical ramblings.
He removed his mouth from her core, fingering her even faster than before, delivering the final blow. Those magic words. "Cum. Now." he commanded her.
The knot in her stomach snapped. Without a second to spare, her legs shook violently. Short hitched breaths. Tears streaming down her face. The thick, white, creamy nectar leaking out of her sex, seemingly neverending, came in vast quantities. He laid right beside her on the bed, enveloping her in a hug as she rode out her delirious high. Kissing her forehead, singing praises in her ear, talking her through her orgasm. Her body presumably sensitive, Yunho gently positioned her vertically on the bed.
He planted a soft kiss on her lips and stroked her hair, as he hovered over, whispering, "Don't fall asleep just yet, princess. We're not done."
The bulge in his sweats was throbbing, causing him mild discomfort. He was ready to finally relieve himself, and his favourite student was there to make it happen. He left the bedroom, Y/N trying her hardest to not drift off. Yunho returned and he leaned against the doorframe, hands behind his back, taking in the image of every curve and crevice of Y/N's body. Appreciating the goddess that laid nude in his bed, hair covering her face, awaiting an imminent awakening.
"Tell me, Y/N. Do you ever think of me while you... touch yourself?" Yunho enquired. A dark look in his eyes, with a hint of mischief.
Y/N lazily propped herself up against the headboard. Heat arose in her cheeks, feeling embarrassed. "I really don't wanna answer that, Yuyu."
He walked to the bed, revealing a digital camera, a belt and handcuffs in his hands. He put everything down on the bed except the camera, and caressed her cheek. She leaned into his touch. She felt safe, as if he was exactly who she had been waiting for her entire life. He grabbed her chin and rubbed his thumb on her bottom lip. She instinctively opened her mouth and sucked on his thumb. Yunho positioned the digital camera over her face and photographed the moment.
"That's okay. Personally, I've been thinking of ways I could touch you once I got the chance. Find new, exciting ways to stimulate you." he pulled his thumb out of her mouth, a string of saliva lingering. "See the way you were crying when you came? That was beautiful." he leaned in to her, brushing her lips with his own. "That's what my star student deserves as a reward, for being so hardworking and obedient."
She nodded in agreement as she closed the gap between them. A very short but heated kiss. Yunho pulled away and began to position her. Her knees pressed into the pillows, with her wrists handcuffed to the headboard, he pressed his hand down her back to make her arch. He looped his belt around her neck and let it hang on her back.
Once he took off his sweats, he positioned himself behind her, spreading her legs a bit wider. His member was long and girthy, a large vein running along the base. His slit leaking profusely with precum. He took the tip of his cock and ran it between her folds, as he was pumping it to get it harder, still slick with her nectar. The tip slid into her entrance. He slowly begun stretching her out, proving difficult as she was tight and he was... oversized. With every inch he fed her, they both started shaking. By the time he bottomed her, they were sweating buckets. Both his hands on her hips, slowly, he started pulling out and thrusting in with a bit more speed and impact, grazing her cervix. As they both grew accustomed to the rhythm, he looped the belt around his hand, gently tugging on it.
Although she did not verbally say, Y/N enjoyed the way Yunho tugged the belt. Breathy moans bouncing on the walls with each pull. Yunho watched how Y/N's ass recoiled everytime he pounded into her; a sight to behold. He loved it. Slowing down the pace, he took camera right beside him and begun taking pictures of his cock inside her. He tugged on the belt so that her head would face the ceiling. Smile for the camera. He put the camera back down and picked up the pace. His arm snaking around her waist, rubbing her clit vigorously.
With Yunho still tugging on the belt, slowly beginning to cut her air circulation, but leaving enough room for her to breathe, he pounded even harder. Skin clapping. Laboured breathing. Grunts and moans. Her cunt squelching. All these sounds melding together within the walls. It was amazing. That knot in her stomach paid her a second visit. There it was again. She feared he would repeat what he did before.
She spoke with a slight rasp in her voice, "I- I- I'm gonna c-cum..."
He rubbed her clit even harder. "Not yet, my little cocksleeve. Just a little longer."
Her nerves were getting overworked, yet again. She started sob-moaning as she did her utmost best to keep herself from unraveling. "Yuyu, I feel like I'm gonna explode. Please!" she cried hysterically.
Yunho tugged on the belt, causing her head to cock backwards. "Just take it like the good girl that you are, okay baby? Don't be a brat." he groaned in her ear.
"Yunho, I'm trying." she cried.
He released the belt and stopped rubbing her clit. Grabbing either sides of her hips, he rammed into her relentlessly. "Come on, princess. Cum on daddy's cock." he groaned. Without changing rhythm, he grabbed the camera again. As he felt her clamp around his cock, she released. A beautiful moan leaving her mouth. A white ring started forming around his cock, and he photographed this glorious creation. Y/N rode out her high on Yunho's cock, with bits of her juices dripping out, as she waited for him to get his.
Yunho's hips moved erratically as his own orgasm crept in. The tension in his stomach vanished as soon as he came inside Y/N. His cock was twitching inside her pussy. He plastered himself on her back while he came, his arms snaked around her waist. Whispering praises and promises in her ear. Planting kisses all over the side of her face. Taking nips of her skin.
After a few fleeting minutes, he then took off her handcuffs. As he pulled his member out of her pussy, a white, thick stream made its way down her thighs. Some of it dripping on the sheets. He quickly cleaned her up, rushed to the kitchen to get her a glass of water, and changed the sheets. She was out cold as soon as her head hit the pillow. He truly drained her.
Yunho stopped the recording and put the camera back where it initially was; in the corner of the room. He snuck into bed, cocooning Y/N in his chest and planting a soft kiss on her forehead. She was a true beauty to behold. He was boasting.
Almost two weeks had passed since Y/N and Yunho's sexual congress. Y/N earned herself a 73 on her official test, the lowest she'd ever gotten. She took it with stride as the alternative could've been worse. That Monday of the test was the last time she saw Yunho. As soon as she completed her test, she left her script with her professor and sped out of class, not allowing an opportunity for him to speak to her to present itself.
Y/N got what she wanted for the longest time but she didn't know how to navigate its aftermath. She felt awkward, didn't know how to act. Afraid that Yunho would tell her that it was just a one-time thing. She did not want to hear that. However, Yunho was feeling regretful of that fateful Sunday. Not because of the sex, but because of how Y/N was avoiding him. He was gutted. Losing sleep some nights. Never having seen her in class since Monday's test. Worried of her whereabouts. She wasn't answering his texts nor calls. All he could do was wait until the next time he saw her.
Waldorf Music Academy was hosting their annual mixer, where final-year students were given the opportunity to socialise and make connections with industry executives and artists. WMA was a hotspot for anyone seeking an educated individual who could turn 'generally favourable reviews' into 'universal acclaim'; a magnum opus. Its alma maters ranging from musicians to teachers with their own practices to executives. Industry titans from all over the world could only hope to get an invitation.
She knew this mixer was a once in a lifetime opportunity and couldn't miss it. Her dream of being a songwriter and composer was right there. Y/N spent the whole week preparing herself. Looking presentable was a must. She would not have her moment marred by poor etiquette.
A red, low-back floor-length silk gown with thin straps that criss-crossed in the back, was her choice. Paired with white strapped heels and a white quilted clutch. Her ensemble was embellished with a pearl choker necklace and a 3-piece pearl bracelet with a gold clasp. Breathtaking was not a testament to how magnificent she looked.
Yunho was sporting a black suit with a black tie, a white button-up shirt, a black waistcoat and patent leather oxfords. A silver lapel chain connecting two rubies, hung from the lapel down to the front pocket. His look complete with ruby cufflinks.
The mixer was in full swing. Artists and executives, students and professors were interacting. Some students were lucky enough to exchange contacts with people could open up doors for them. As Y/N spoke with a few songwriters who were behind multiple 2010s pop and hip-hop hits, a longing Yunho was burning holes into the back of her head with his stare from a few feet away. In all honesty, he was enticed by her bare back. He was waiting to go in for the kill.
As Y/N concluded her conversation, she slowly walked away. Yunho took a few strides towards her. He discreetly touched her lower back, which made her gasp. She took a quick glance to her side and faced front just as fast. They walked aimlessly together, side by side.
"Princess, you look otherworldly." he whispered, enough for her to hear but for no one to catch on. "Who's attention are trying to get?"
Maintaining the same tone, she responded, "You look ravishing, Yuyu. But certainly not yours."
"I haven't seen you since your test and you haven't attended any of my classes. You're my star student, talk to me." he recited. That succint statement creating a déjà vu effect.
Her steps faltered momentarily at 'star student' before her step was restored. "I've been feeling under the weather so I thought-"
"Don't lie to me, Y/N." he gently grabbed her wrist and yielded their stroll. He gave her a grave look. "I know you've been avoiding me because Hongjoong told me you were at every guitar lesson." he let go of her wrist to avoid attracting unwanted attention.
She gulped and sighed, defeatedly. "I felt... weird, after we... you know... had sex." she gestured with her hands. "I started avoiding you so you wouldn't get the chance to tell me it was a one-time thing. It sucks because I..." she released a shaky breath. "think I have feelings for you."
"That's on me for not prompting the conversation sooner. But do you realise how worried I was? How bad I felt when you didn't answer my texts or calls?" he shook his head. "Y/N, you can't just disappear on me whenever you don't understand your own feelings."
"Approaching you with matters unrelated to school is difficult because I don't know where we stand."
From the inside of his jacket, he produced a gold ring with an obsidian stone. "I was planning on giving you this after class, once you got your test results. But you've been M.I.A. So I brought it with me, hoping I would see you, so we could talk about, I don't know... a relationship?" he said, suggestively. The look in his eyes was softer. "I'm a grown man. No games, I want something serious."
She took the ring in her hand, admiring it with wide eyes, "There's no harm in talking, right?" she slid the ring on her right index and looked up at Yunho. "I don't wanna get you in trouble, Yunho."
"Don't worry, princess. We'll only meet in my loft since it's in the inner city, away from campus. After your graduation, we'll be free." he smiled reassuringly.
"Thank you for being so understanding." she returned the smile.
"I booked a room in the hotel. Ten-oh-three. See you after the mixer?"
She nodded quickly. "Midnight."
The hall was slowly emptying as guests departed. It was quite easy for Y/N to slip out without anyone noticing. Yunho had already disappeared by 23:00. As she rode silently in the elevator, she was hoping nobody from school would see her. The idea of getting caught was brewing anxiety inside her. The doors opened and she was met with a giant "floor 10" silver lettering. She walked down the hallway and stopped before 1003.
After a few knocks, Yunho opened the door and pulled her in while snaking his arm around her waist. Locking the door, he bridal carried her and plastered soft pecks all over her face. Y/N was very giggly. She dropped her clutch on the coffee table. They laid in bed, with Y/N beneath him. He tucked hair behind her ears, and started stroking her hairline. She toiled with the hair at the back of his neck. A few moments of silence passed as they enjoyed each other's embrace.
He started kissing her sensually, cupping either side of her face. She returned the kiss enthusiastically. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. He got up off the bed and took off his waistcoat and shirt. Grabbing her by the ankles, he dragged her to edge of the bed and put her legs on his chest. He took off her heels and started massaging her legs.
"Tell me, princess. How far do you want us to go?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Our relationship."
She pondered on her thoughts. Not wanting to be so vague that it planted doubt in Yunho's mind, but not so honest that she sounded desperate. "Right now, I'm okay with this. I don't wanna set expectations that could be beyond our reach. Let's just... go with it."
Y/N sat upright on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. She gently tugged on his waistband, bringing her lips to his stomach. He shut his eyes and took in a deep breath. His hand played with her hair. She unbuckled his belt and brought his pants down low enough for his cock to spring out.
It stood long and hard in front of her face, grazing her chin. She took him in her hand and placed a wet kiss on the tip. As she wrapped her lips around the tip and licked it, she slowly begun pumping his shaft. He let out a shaky breath. Her mouth felt warm around him. She worked his cock all the way down her throat, stilling for a few seconds.
When she pulled him out, a string of saliva lingered. She pumped him again, looking him in the eye and saying, "Tell me you want this, Yuyu. That you want me." she licked her upper lip.
He groaned. "Fuck, I want you and more, baby girl."
She planted her mouth back on his cock, sliding down halfway and leaving enough room to keep pumping. Her tongue laved him, wetting his cock immensely. Sucking on his cock and creating a suction effect, that paired with the rapid pumping was driving him to imminent euphoria. The feeling was sensational for him, expressing his pleasure with multiple breathless moans and praises.
Yunho looped her hair around his hand and said, "Let out your tongue, princess."
Y/N laid her tongue flat and stopped pumping. She put her hands on her thighs as he started thrusting in her mouth. The walls of her throat felt like velvet around his member. The thrusts accelerated gradually and he was pounding hard. Try as hard as she may, her gag reflex betrayed her. She started crying. He was just too big for her. He stilled deep in her throat, holding her steady for a few moments. His cock was throbbing against the back of her throat. Shortly after, he pulled out, only leaving the tip in. He came in her mouth. She was sucking him, milking him dry of all he had. She pumped out as much of the cum as she could. All of his nectar collected in her mouth, some going down her chin. It was warm and tasted a bit salty, with a creamy consistency. She swallowed all of it. She peered up to him, doe eyed, wiping the residue on her chin with her thumb and licking it.
Yunho bowed down to meet her eyes and smirked. "You're such a pretty crier." he cupped her face, wiping away her tears. "My pretty little plaything."
Their lips crashed into one another, Yunho forcing his tongue into her mouth just to taste himself. She moaned into his mouth, squeezing her thighs together to stimulate herself. He grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head. Her nipples stood at attention at the feel of the slightly chilly temperature. Her lace thong was the next to be discarded. Tucking his cock back in his pants, he pulled away from her.
"Play with yourself." he said with authority.
She guided her hand down to her sex as she spread her legs open on the bed. As she held Yunho's gaze, she used the slick that had gathered in her cunt to lube her clit. She rubbed that little sensitive bud, slowly picking up speed. Her body temperature started rising. She slid two fingers into her hole, thrusting them. She knew she couldn't crest an orgasm without help, but that didn't stop her from trying. Her moans filled the room as she pleasured herself for her partner. Yunho took his cock out and started rubbing one out. He was so aroused by Y/N. It didn't take long until he was leaking precum and she was dripping arousal on the sheets.
"Don't you wanna help me out, Yuyu?" she said, almost out of breath. "I can't cum without you."
"Anything for you, princess." he dropped his pants all the way down to the floor.
He positioned himself between her thighs, running his tip through her slick cunt. The tip slowly stretched her out. Gasping into his mouth, she supported herself using his broad shoulders. He filled her all the way up and started slow stroking, getting faster as the rhythm smoothed out. Taking one hand, while balancing himself with his forearm, he had his hand on her neck. Applying pressure to her sides. He told her to open her mouth and he spit inside.
"Yunho, faster!" she begged.
Yunho was getting aroused with the way her breasts danced with every pounding. Her moans were the single most beautiful song he had ever heard. Her sweet cunt was only getting warmer and slicker. The unholy squelching as their hips moved in tandem. This was his heaven. He brushed against her sweet spot hastily. She felt the pressure build up in her stomach, and her walls clenching around him. She was going to crest it; sweet, sweet release. This time she was going to comply just to get a hit. Yunho's wasn't far either as he moved erratically inside her.
"I'm not gonna make you beg." he grunted. "Cum. Now."
"Fuck, yes!" she moaned with pleasure.
Y/N locked her legs tightly around Yunho. As the pressure in her stomach eased, her high hit her like a tidal wave. She dug her freshly manicured nails into his back. His cock spasmed inside her, releasing his second load of the night. Both trying to gather themselves, the ecstasy slowly subsided. Yunho slid his cock out of her and left a kiss on her forehead. She was brought into a bear hug in bed.
"I really love how you say 'Yuyu'. It's cute, adorable honestly." he kissed the top of her head.
She beamed as if hearing the most life-changing news. "I knew you'd love it. But you kept pretending like you didn't." she pouted.
"I was just teasing, princess. You get worked up so easily." he chuckled into her hair.
"You know, I love 'princess'. Makes me feel important."
"Because you are, and I intend on treating you like one." he cooed in her ear as he brought her hand to his face, and kissed the obsidian stone.
summary: where being pregnant comes with its struggles, and one of them just so happens to be the random pregnancy cravings. so, in the middle of the night, you try to sneak out and go to the convenience store nearby and buy something to satisfy your craving. however, your husband wakes up and insists to accompany you—even if he’s barely awake.
notes: the convenience store i've pictured in mind are like the ones i've seen in korea. but i don't really address where this occurs in, so use your imagination!
disclaimer: i'm not pregnant or have been pregnant so everything i write about pregnancy is most likely not true and therefore shouldn't be taken as fact (unless it's true, but make sure it's validated by an actual medical professional).
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“Oh, Cheol, you absolute asshole,”
You tried using all your strength to push your husband’s sleeping figure away from you, the heat coming from his body was too much for you. Trying to move him away was an obstacle, especially because he was working out more as of lately.
But finally, you had managed to cause enough noise in trying to move him that Seungcheol finally moved himself, scooting more onto his side.
You looked down at your pregnant belly and told your unborn child, “All that effort I put into moving him, and all he has to do is move himself?”
Huffing, you stood up and went to your closet, looking for an appropriate shirt to change into in order to go to the convenience store. In hindsight, you could probably have used your phone to order something, but the problem was you didn’t know what you were craving.
You knew that the baby was craving something, but didn’t know what. So, you decided that you were going to walk to the store and let the baby decide while walking through the aisles.
You rummaged through your clothes before going through Seungcheol’s side of the closet. As the pregnancy goes on, you’ve found yourself wearing more of Seungcheol’s clothes since they seemed to fit you better and were comfier than the maternity clothes that you never wore.
"What are you doing?"
You turned around in surprise to see Seungcheol standing, looking quite comfy in his pajama pants and a random old shirt. Being the one for dramatics (which you probably got from your husband), you put your hand on top of where your heart was. "You scared me! I think I almost gave birth then," you said.
He rolled his eyes and then rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "What are you doing?" He repeated.
"Oh, I was gonna go to the convenience store. The baby wants to eat something," you told him.
"Can't the baby wait for the morning?"
"The baby wants to eat, now."
"Then why don't you order something?"
"The baby doesn't know what to eat," you sheepishly said.
He looked at you for a moment, before reaching behind you to grab a hoodie. "Fine, let's go," he said, turning to leave yours and his' bedroom.
"I'm fine on my own," you insisted.
"You're pregnant and it's two in the morning. I'm coming with you," Seungcheol said, before yawning.
"Cheol, you're barely awake enough to be coming with me. You need your sleep," you gently said, but he was stubborn.
"I'm suddenly hungry too, so I'll just come with you to buy some food," he said.
Once you and Seungcheol entered the convenience store, you were greeted by the quietness of the place and the single employee that was stood behind the cash register.
You looked around the aisles while your husband followed not too far away from you. "Choose what you want, I'll be paying," he instructed and you didn't bother to argue, considering he always insisted on paying.
Wandering around, you grabbed your favorite snacks, a couple ramen cups, and a few of Seungcheol's favorite foods. Realizing that you should've gotten a basket, you looked at Seungcheol, who seemed to be amused with your current predicament of full hands.
"Don't laugh, it's not funny!" you whined, but he only seemed to amuse further with your comment.
Wordlessly, he left the aisle to grab a basket. When he returned with the basket, you dumped everything in it, and he carried it while you walked around the aisles one last time.
After making sure you didn't want anything else, Seungcheol went to the register, with you waddling behind him.
"Was it worth it to ruin our sleeping schedules for this?" Seungcheol teased, and you nodded with a mouthful of ramen noodles.
He shook his head but opened his mouth and you put a chopstick with ramen noodles on it in his mouth. "Not bad," he said and you beamed at his compliment.
"Is the baby satisfied with the food?"
"Yep, and the baby is finally tired enough to sleep," you said.
Waddling to your bedroom, with Seungcheol not too far from you, you settled into your bed, and closed your eyes.
Warnings/tags: newlyweds, husband!san, honeymoon, pool sex, unprotected sex, teasing, fingering, dirty talk, hand job, mild breast/nipple play, semi-public sex, cumplay, squirting, talking about making a baby
After seeing this clip on Instagram I had to write a pool sex smut for Sannie, oop-
Tagging @a-soft-hornytiny to go down with me
ENJOY!
Your wedding had only been three days ago, yet you felt like you were husband and wife for years. It had always been that way, easy. When you met San, almost four years ago, he was still a twenty year old boy.
His voice still quite high, very playful and loving. It didn't take long for the two of you to fall in love. Your personality and energy matched his, and he cared for you.
When you were sick he'd take the train all across Seoul to your home to bring you soup. When it was Summer he'd plan all kinds of dates, often meaning you two would go swimming.
Growing up in Namhae, an island in the South of the country, he's always loved water. Even if it was just sitting beside the water, he'd feel peaceful and calm.
Now it's four years later, and you married the boy, who turned into a beautiful and sophisticated man. Some people disagreed with your marriage, saying you had married too quickly, and some people tended to misjudge his character. But you knew inside the handsome shell there was a warm heart.
While you thought about his kind nature, you felt a familiar hand on your shoulder. San sat down next to you on the edge of the pool, two glasses with champagne in his hands. He smiled sweetly, revealing his charming dimple.
''What are you thinking about, honey?'' he asked as he handed you a glass. ''Just how much I'm in love with you. I made the right decision marrying you,'' you smiled, sipping the champagne.
It was mid March and you were at a hotel in Thailand for your honeymoon. San had almost begged you to get a private pool on your stay, so he was pleased to know your room was at the highest floor of the hotel, with a pool on the large balcony where you could look over the entire city.
San was over the moon to be with you, unable to believe you're actually his wife now. He smiled at you, admiring the way your red bikini flattered your body shape.
After finishing his champagne, he took off the black tanktop he was wearing and let himself sink into the water.
''It's so nice, my love, it's like a big jacuzzi,'' he smiled. You grinned at him, still drinking your champagne. You watched him for a while, just swimming around, seeing him enjoy the water.
You shotted the last bit of your drink before letting yourself sink into the water as well, feeling the warm water hug your body. You swam towards him, but he smirked and you knew he'd just swim to the other side of the pool to tease you.
''San-ah~'' you whined, ''stay still!'' you laughed. He grinned and stopped swimming away. He stilled in the middle of the pool, where you met him, wrapping your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss on his temple.
''I love you, sweetheart,'' he whispered in your ear, ''and I want the whole world to know.''
''Then why did you whisper?'' you grinned, teasing him. San laughed and rolled his eyes.
''I love my Y/N!'' San yelled into the far distance. You quickly put your hand over his mouth, laughing. ''Shut up, San, you're loud.''
''As if you don't like that,'' he winked, causing you to smirk.
San had a very high libido, which resulted in you two having sex at least five days a week usually, and most days it wasn't just once. It was hard to keep up with him at first. You had never expected your sweet boy to be so horny.
As the two of you got older you kept exploring each other and found each other's turn on's. The way he turned from a more lean boy into the muscular man he is now made you weak. He now lifts you with ease, holds you still with ease and there's no way you could beat him strength-wise.
You snapped back in reality when you felt San's wet lips and tongue in your neck, causing you to moan his name. He brought the two of you closer to the edge, so you could hold onto the poolstairs. You wrapped your legs around his hips tightly, hoping to stay above water properly.
He slipped his fingers between your legs, rubbing your clothed core. You whined softly, being sensitive to his touch. He slid your bikini bottom to the side and slowly entered your pussy with 2 fingers.
Countless of times you two had been in the water together, feeling each other up. But tonight, as a married couple, with the light of the moon and the stars and the burning torches it felt special. You'd remember the feeling of his fingers in your cunt forever.
His pace was quick and he knew just how to hit your sweet spots. You tried to stay quiet, knowing there would be people who could hear you, but San was lapping at your clothed nipples and you felt yourself going insane. You couldn't help but let a moan slip from your lips.
''You're so pretty, my love, so perfect for me,'' he whispered in your ear, causing goosebumps to show up on your skin.
He undid the clasp of your top, letting it fall into the water. He licked and sucked at your bare breasts. San seemed to be so eager to have them in his mouth. You thought you'd faint at the sight of him groaning with his mouth full of your boob.
''I need your cock, San,'' you begged, not being able to hold back anymore. Your nails clawed in his back as he fucked three fingers into you.
''Yeah? You need my cock?''
''Yes, San, I need your cock.''
''You need my cock to fill your fucking pussy?''
You thought your lungs would give out, the way he'd speak to you every time you had sex. He was pure filth and you loved it.
He yanked both your bottoms off, nearly ripping them causing you to curse under your breath. ''Those aren't cheap, San,'' you warned him.
''Shut up,'' he said before sinking you down on his hard cock. ''Just take my cock, hm? Like a good girl, my good wife, hm?''
''Yes, yes, I'll take your cock,'' you moaned as he pushed himself deeper inside your hole. ''You better.''
San pushed you against the wall of the pool and you swore you scratched your back against the tiles, but with his length inside you, you couldn't care less at the moment.
You wrapped your legs around his waist so tight, causing him to smirk. He held your hips as he moved you on his dick. The water made it a heavy job, but San loved a challenge.
Your moans grew louder with every thrust, and you felt as if your bodies were colliding in the most passionate and sinful way in the silver moonlight.
Your breasts bounced lightly, splashing the warm water on his chest. He took your right nipple in his mouth, giving it a harsh suck.
''San! O-oh god, I'm close,'' you moaned. San picked up his pace, feeling you clench around him.
''Ah! A-ah, ah, San, yes, San, San!''
Groans and whines fell off your lips while you moaned his name like a mantra, feeling posessed by his love spell.
''Oh San, I'm coming, I'm coming!''
''That's it, baby, cum on my cock, tell the world who's fucking you so good,'' he groaned.
''Yes, San! Y-you, San!'' you moaned.
It took a few more thrusts for you to unravel in his arms, coming on his pulsating cock. He pulled out of you before he could cum, stopping his own orgasm.
You whined at the familiar sensation, still sensitive from your high just a minute ago.
He smirked and rubbed your clit with his thumb, causing you to whine. San kissed your head and laid you on the edge of the pool.
He climbed out of the water and hovered above you, pushing his cock inside you again.
San moved fast and quick, panting heavily now himself. He fucked you deep and hard, your eyes rolling back out of pleasure.
''You're taking my cock so well, baby, do you think you can cum on my fucking cock again? Coat it with your cum so fucking beautifully? Show me how good you are? Hm? Fuck baby,'' he cursed.
''Yes, I'm gonna cum!''
He nearly made you scream with how hard he fucked you, his knee scraping on the tile. It was worth it. Anything to see you come undone on him.
Only a minute later you felt yourself climax on his dick, sending yourself in a heavenly headspace. Your body shook around him, your nails digging in his shoulders as you squirted all over his lower body.
San smirked, his tongue darting out his mouth to lick his lips. He slowly rode out your orgasm and pulled out of your sopping cunt.
''Such a good girl, squirting all over me like a fucking waterfall,'' he groaned.
He brought himself closer to your chest, dick standing proud against his muscular stomach.
''Gonna take care of me now hm? Look at that... My hard cock with all your arousal and squirt still on it... You like that?''
''Fucking love it, San, I fucking love it!''
You spat in your hand and pumped it over his dick, making sure he was well covered before you started to jerk him off.
He groaned loudly, throwing his head back. By the way he was panting and the way his chest moved you knew he was close, and you opened your mouth.
''Cum for me, Sannie, give me all your cum,'' you begged.
Before he could say anything, San spurted his cum all over your chest and your mouth. You licked your lips as you milked him dry, getting all of his sperm out.
You panted heavily when he started licking the cum off your body, gathering it all with his tongue, which he then slid into your mouth.
You felt the cum coat your tongues while they swirled against each other.
''Swallow,'' San ordered when he pulled back from you. You gulped down the mixture of his cum and your combined saliva and closed your eyes.
After a while of laying on the cold tiles in your afterglow, he gently lifted you up and walked back into the hotel room. He put you down in the bathroom and wrapped a large sauna towel around the two of you and smiled.
''My perfect wife,'' he smiled, ''next time we'll make a baby,'' he teased.
You giggled at the thought and you wrapped your arms around his waist. ''That sounds nice, I'd like that.''
thinking of puppy hybrid mingyu and reader in heat but neither of them are domming, they're both acting subby and pathetically trying to get each other off 🫣
anon you're going to JAIL (ily)
tw: puppy hybrid!mingyu, puppy hybrid fem!reader, hybrid!AU, sub!gyu and sub!reader, humping, mentions of heat cycles, breeding, unprotected sex (pls stay safe), cursing, squirting, knotting, established relationship!AU - minors dni.
"B-Baby, you smell so fucking delicious," Mingyu pants between moans, "It's making me c-crazy."
You whine in response, your tail wagging excitedly as you shake your hips over Mingyu's cock, desperately dragging your soaked pussy back and forth over his shaft.
Your heats came just a day apart and none of you have been able to function normally, especially today.
Lucky for you, it's a Saturday and the luxury of staying home is yours for the taking.
"Gyu, you're b-burning up," your hands beside your boyfriend's head fist the pillow, "Are you cumming again?"
"Fuck, I might soon," he whimpers and grips your ass, moving your body to his own will, "God, baby, your pussy is so messy and wet..."
You fall forward on Mingyu's body, faceplanting into his neck to inhale his musk, letting it take over your senses and work as an aphrodisiac on you. Every time your body moves, your nipples rub against his own nipples, joint needy whimpers bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom.
"Gyu!" You gasp when your orgasm hits out of the blue and your body convulses on top of Mingyu. He can feel his knot slowly expanding and he instinctively lifts your hips with his hands, sliding his cock in your cunt with one swift thrust.
The air is knocked out of your lungs when his knot locks in your entrance and starts pumping you full of his cum, his beefy arms tightly wrapped around your waist. You can barely focus on your surroundings, but you're still able to look at Mingyu's blissed expression and the tears of pleasure running down his cheeks and drool dripping from his jaw. His tiny whimpers and contrast his
"Mingyu, baby," you gently cup his cheeks, "You're drooling like a dumb puppy."
He peers his head from the pillow, trying to come back to his senses from his intense orgasm, despite still spurting cum in your pussy.
"Maybe I am," he mumbles in a daze, "But I am your dumb puppy."
Harana was a traditional form of courtship in the Philippines wherein men introduced themselves and/or wooed women by singing underneath her window at night. It was widely practiced in the old Philippines with a set of protocols, a code of conduct and a specific style of music.
*tap*
*tap*
Y/n groaned annoyingly in her sleep as someone was throwing rocks at her window at 2 freaking in the morning!
*tap*
“Y/N! Y/N!”
Y/n jumped out of her bed feeling annoyed to whoever woke her up in the middle of her peaceful slumber.
“To whoever this person is waking me up, he or she must have a better reason or else I will beat the shit out of that person.” Y/n stomped all her way to the window to see who the bastard was.
Lee Heeseung!
“Ethan, what the fuck do you need? It is literally like two in the morning?” Y/n asked angrily. Heeseung knows that sleep is important to y/n. The boy was there standing on her front lawn with a guitar in his hand.
“I just want to see your pretty face while I am taking my early morning walk.” The boy smiled sweetly at y/n but y/n rolled her eyes at him. Ouch.
“Whatever, Heeseung.” Y/n scoffed. “I need more sleep,” Y/n was about to close the window when Heeseung waved his hands, signaling her to not do it. y/n noticed and still having a tiny bit of patience for this guy in front of her lawn.
“Okay, the reason why I wanted to disturb your sleep is because of this. The song reminded me of us, even though we are not officially together yet.” Heeseung started to play a few chords, creating the most alluring melody.
Sa araw-araw
Tanging ikaw ang
Palagi kong hinahangad
Laging tanaw sa 'yo ang ilaw
Na nagsisilbi kong liwanag
Labis ang ngiti kapag ika'y kaharap
Ramdam ko ang pagmamahal giliw
Namumukod-tangi ka at walang katulad
Ikaw lang ang para sa 'kin
Sa 'yo lang sa 'yo lang ako uuwi
Kaya naman
Dito ka sa piling ko
O dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Bumabagal ang ikot ng mundo
Kapag ika'y nariyan
O aking tahanan
Ta ta ta ta ta tahanan
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
O aking tahanan
Latatadatadatadada mmm
Sa bawat sandali
Na tayo ay magkayakap nang mahigpit
Taglay mong init ang bumabalot sa 'king
Nilalamig na damdamin
Tayong dalawa'y pinagtagpo
Ng tamang pagkakataon
Hindi maitatanggi
Na sa akin ikaw ang tanging
Tiyak ah
Ikaw lang ikaw lang ang tinatangi (ikaw lamang ang tinatangi ko)
Ikaw lang at ako ang
Naaaninag (naaaninag)
Sa gitna ng paraiso na
Ating sinimulan
O aking tahanan
Pinapawi lahat ng iyong mga ngiti
Negatibo na nakadikit sa 'king labi
Huli ng iyong ngiti ang aking kiliti
Katotohanan na hindi ko maitatanggi
Na mahal kita
Walang iba
Kaya naman
Dito ka sa piling ko
O dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Bumabagal ang ikot ng mundo
Kapag ika'y nariyan
O aking tahanan
Ta ta ta ta ta tahanan
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Dito ka sa piling ko oh (pinapawi lahat ng iyong ngiti negatibo na nakadikit sa 'king labi)
Bumabagal ang ikot ng mundo (huli ng iyong ngiti ang aking kiliti katotohanan na hindi ko maitatanggi)
Ta ta ta ta ta tahanan
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
Dito ka lang
O aking tahanan mm
When Heeseung finally ended the song, he smiled sweetly to y/n. “Did you like it?” he asked.
“Wait for me there,” y/n said instead of answering his question.
y/n hurried on wearing her slippers and rushed quietly downstairs to meet Heeseung. When she was outside, y/n gave Heeseung a tight yet warm hug.
“Heeseung, I love it,” Y/n giggled. She always feels grateful and asks the man above what she did in her past life that made her deserve a guy like Heseung to court her for almost a year!
Heeseung blushed because of y/n’s cuteness.
“Heeseung, I think you should stop courting me already,” y/n said with a grin on her face. “I am ready to be your girlfriend.” She grabbed his hands and Heeseung jumped and shouted out for joy because finally, he has the girl of his dreams to be her girlfriend.
“FINALLLY! Y/N IS MY GIRLFRIEND!” Heeseung shouted. Probably waking up the whole neighborhood.
“L/N, Y/N! Get back inside now!” Y/n’s mom came out of the entrance of the house and scolded her daughter for being lovey dovey with a guy early in the morning.
“I gotta go. Let’s go on a date soon.” Y/n winked and before leaving Heeseung, y/n give him a kiss on the cheek before heading back inside.
soft lazy sex with hee is all that’s on my mind most days 🫡🫡
He fits the concept so well its honestly so annoying-
Lazy Sundays that you and him stay in bed whole day is his favorite thing tbh.
He would initiate random making out sessions, pull you on his lap, bite your lips while kissing, kissing you so so slow just to tease you, grind his hard on to your clothed core etc. Until you push him back on the bed and just fuck him aaaaaa-
He loves when you're the one to undress him rather than him doing it himself and considering how much he loves you riding him, he'd make sure to do everything until you're on his lap, slowly sinking on his dick :3
He's the type to want the sex to last long, so slow thrusts and slow bounces is what he prefers because he can kiss you better too :3
* i am not sexualizing the characters in any shape or form; this is just pure entertainment for readers.
* i don't take ATEEZ ships very seriously; as stated above earlier, this is just entertainment for the readers.
"Fuck, I can't hold it any longer." Wooyoung was sprinting out of the hallway after his Chemistry class had been dismiss. The professor in his class was so strict that he could not ask him if he could go use the comfort room real quick. He was holding his pee for two hours now and at this point his bladder would explode if he won't take a leak.
Once he reached the comfort room, he did not bother closing the door of the cubicle he first saw. He unbuckled his belt and unzip his zipper before unleasing his discomfort.
"Ah~ that's so refreshing!" Wooyoung moaned out loud after releasing all those liquid.
He got surprised when a person pushed him back in the stall when he was about to leave. The person even had the audacity to wrap his arms around Wooyoung's waist just so Woo would not escape. "Uhm. Dude, what the fuck? As you can see the stall is occupied," Wooyoung raised an eyebrow and was about to punch the guy.
"Bro, let go of me right now while I am being nice," Wooyoung raised his voice when the guy did not let go of Wooyoung. Wooyoung tried pushing the guy on the shoulder but he can't, he was too strong. Wooyoung started kicking the guy on the ankle lightly since he has some conscience and patience for the guy.
"Aww Woo. That hurts," the guy lets go of Wooyoung and raised his head so that Wooyoung could see his face.
"Cannot you recognize me, Woo?" The guy asked.
"San?" Wooyoung asked with his eyebrows furrowed. "Why the fuck did you do that?!" He raised his voice.
"Well, maybe because I wanted to surprise my boyfriend but he did not recognize me at all even though we dated for eight months now," San scoffed and rolled his eyes to Wooyoung.
"Geez, I was out of my mind lately. I haven't gotten enough sleep and I was holding for a long time," Wooyoung eyed him apologetically. "Sorry, darling." He caressed the boy's face.
Wooyoung and San have been dating for almost eight months now. They keep it a secret in their school since the two did not come out yet, so they act like as if they are just buddies around their friend group.
"Why did you follow me?"
"Simple, I want you now," San eyed him seductively and looked down at Wooyoung's covered manhood.
"My darling is getting risky today," Wooyoung smirked. He always imagined in his wildest dream that they will have sex or just even oral sex in public one day. He knows that San is a reserved person and tends to shy away easily so he doesn't want San to know his dirty thoughts. Now his dream is about to come true. He does not know why San was being so extra needy all of a sudden. He is the type of person willing to wait to get fucked in private rather in a public place. He can feel his pants getting tighter and tighter.
"Well, I do not know," San shrugged his shoulders. "I just feel that I need to suck you off today," San gabe Wooyoung puppy eyes.
Without any response, Wooyoung crashed his lips into San's. Ravishing and tasting every corner of his mouth. San was exploring Wooyoung's body and settled one his hands onto his dick. Lightly petting it.
"Fuck it, San." Wooyoung moaned under his breath. Wooyoung went down to the boy's neck and starsted sucking it until he found his swert spot whuch is just behing his ear.
Wooyoung cannot wait any longer. He needs his dick to get its daily treatment. Wooyoung grabbed San by the shoulder and pushed him down.
San kneeled and look at Woo innoccently. "Suck. My. Dick. Now." Wooyoung demanded, emphasising every word he says.
San obliged. He unbuckled the belt and pulled his jeans and boxers down, unleashing the thick and long beast of Wooyoung.
San started to play with it using his hands while looking at Wooyoung innocently. This thing drove Wooyoung insane.
"Fuck it darling. Now suck it please," Wooyoung begged.
San started giving Wooyoung's tip kitten licks and threw his head back because of the sensation. He grabbed San's hair and pushed him a little deeper to make this more pleasurable.
San senses what Wooyoung wanted so he sucked half of Wooyoung's pet, choking him in the process. He was bobbing his real fast and Wooyoung could not help but moan and whimper. San played with the boy's balls, making him moan even louder. Good thing no one was still entering the comfort room.
San then removed his mouth from Woo's dick and went on and suck Wooyoung's balls, his hand started going up and down on Wooyoung's length.
"Ah~ Choi, you're doing great my love," Wooyoung moaned. He was sweating at this point because of the pleasure that he was feeling and the heat that his body is teleasing.
San returned back to sucking Wooyoung's dick and this time his suck the whole thing, which made Woo let out a growl moan.
"Make me cum, Choi because I will rail you in my condo when you don't," Wooyoung managed to say in between his moans.
San's pace became faster and faster. He have an important project tomorrow for his Botany class and he still wants to walk. So for his sake he needs make his boyfriend cum.
"Fuck! San I am cumming," with that, Wooyoung started releasing his milky contents inside Wooyoung's mouth. Some of it dripped down to the tiled floor because Wooyoung can come a river when he is excited.
San stood up and Woo wiped the boy's mouth before giving him a brief kiss on the lips.
"Let's go now, Choi. I need to ravish the living shit out of you in my condo right now. I won't let you walk for a month."
Chan sat beside her wife, y/n and placed the bouquet of flowers by her side. “Happy fifth anniversary. Sorry if I arrived for our wedding anniversary.” Chan scratched the back of his head, feeling guilty because of his tardiness. “My flight got delayed and traffic was really bad.” Chan gave y/n an apologetical smile. “I also wanted to make up for being late so I brought your favorite cake,” Chan boyishly smiled and placed the cake on y/n’s side.
“Since it is our fifth anniversary of being married, how about we go back to where our story all started?” Chan asked y/n and without waiting for her answer, Chan began his narration. “Do you remember the time we first met? We were both in our senior year. ” Chan let out a cute little laugh because his first encounter with y/n keeps on flashing through his head.
**** Senior Year First Semester****
“Is that the new student? She looks very pretty!”
“I bet she is the new student that our teacher was talking about.”
“I think I’ve seen her on TV before.”
Those were some of the murmurs that you can hear from the hallway of the school. A new face had just arrived at campus and students were flocking her because of her cunning beauty. The new girl just kept her head down the whole time – because she felt overwhelmed by students flocking over her – as she and her mother followed the principal and her home room teacher inside the principal’s office.
It’s been a while for y/n to be in a school. She has been homeschooled ever since she was in third grade because her parents travel around for their business and they don’t want to leave their one and only daughter in Korea alone. They also want to have a closer bond with their daughter so they decided to take her with them all the time. This does not bother or suffocate her because y/n loves her parents so much and she would not trade them for anything. But since it is her last year already in high school, she asked her parents if it is okay for her to attend a physical school where she could learn with other kids, make friends, and do other things that teenagers do in their high school life. She also wants to go to a physical school so that she won’t have a hard time adjusting to being on campus when she enters college.
Y/n was of course excited that her parents agreed to her idea.
After a brief discussion about the school rules and regulations, the principal dismissed them from his office and by this y/n was now feeling giddy and excited to start her first day of school.
“Now, y/n. Always do your best and don’t get mixed up with the wrong people, okay?” y/n’s mom assured her.
“Promise mom. I better need to go now. I am really excited for my first day! It’s been so long since I attended physical school!” y/n squealed with excitement.
“I know. I know,” her mom laughed just seeing her daughter so happy.
“Your father and I will wait for you at home, sweetie. Goodbye.” Y/n’s mom kissed her cheek before leaving.
- - - -
“Now, miss. y/n. Just stay calm and don’t get intimidated by your classmates. Walk inside the classroom if I mentioned your name.” Said her homeroom teacher Ms. Seo with a smile on her face, who was in her mid thirties and her youthful years can still be seen on her face.
Ms. Seo walked inside the classroom as y/n waited outside until she called her name. When the students felt her presence, they stopped making shenanigans and returned to their respective desks before greeting her.
“As I had mentioned before, someone will be joining us in this class today and she will be staying here with us until this school year is done. Let’s welcome Ms. Y/n inside, shall we?” Ms. Seo gestured you to come inside and obeyed her.
“Give a little introduction of yourself in front of the class, y/n.”
You took some deep breaths before smiling in front of your classmates. They were looking at her with such endearment in their eyes as if she was the prettiest doll that they have ever seen in their life.
“Hello everyone,” y/n started off, there was no hint of nervousness in her voice. “My name is y/l/n y/n. I have been homeschooled for a long time now and I hope that you guys help me adjust to this new setting and I hope that we all get along.” Y/n said with full confidence before her classmates gave her a big round of applause.
“That was a nice introduction, y/n. I really hope that all of you will be nice to her and treat her like a friend.” Ms. Seo smiled and eyed for an available empty seat for y/n to sit on.
On the other hand, Chan was rushing through the school gates before it closed. Chan is not a morning person so he usually gets up late for school and rushes his way out just to be on time. It would be a miracle for him if he goes to school early.
If he does not make it, he will definitely be punished by the school by cleaning the school grounds every break time for a week. Chan hated that idea so he ran fast. Good thing when he entered the gate behind finally closed. Some students who were unlucky to get inside the school in time were lined up and a teacher walked to them one by one and took their names.
“See ya later losers!” Chan excitedly made a little victory dance before dashing off to his classroom.
“Sorry I am late again Ms. Seo,” Chan bowed to her homeroom teacher who happened to be her first subject teacher in the morning.
“That would be a warning to you, Mr. Bang. please be on time in school next time. I know that you excel well in your academics but please make it a habit to wake up early for class,” Ms. Seo warned Chan.
“I will, Miss.” Chan said before her teacher gestured him to his respective seat. Chan came to a halt and stared at the unfamiliar looking person sitting next to his seat. Chan can’t lie that the girl sitting there was very cunning. By just staring at her, he felt as if birds were chirping happily and everything seemed bright and beautiful like a Disney movie. Y/n must have felt a person was staring at her and she was correct. There standing next to her is a young man with his eyes glued on her questioning her existence. Y/n doesn’t know what to do so she just smiled and waved at Chan to ease the weirdness between the two.
“That is ms. Y/n Y/l/n, mr. Christopher. She is the new student that I mentioned before that will be joining us in the class.” Ms. Seo explained.
“Uh-uhm,” Chan was struggling to form a coherent word. Well, he does not get star struck immediately when he meets a pretty girl. He does not know what is wrong with him today that it is hard for him to form a single word.
“My name is C-Christopher Bang but you can call me Chan. I will be a nice seatmate, promise.” Chan was now sitting on his chair and extended his hands to y/n and y/n accepted it.
“Hi Chan! I am y/n. Nice to meet you. We should talk more during break time,” y/n whispered to Chan because she is afraid of being scolded on her first day of school for talking during class.
“By the way Chan, I like your perfume. It does smell really nice, it suits you,” y/n whispered again with a smile plastered on her face.
“Oh really! Thanks y/n!” Chan said loudly and he even let out a little giggle making the whole class turn their heads towards him.
“Mr. Bang if you don’t want to be kicked out of my class, please be quiet.”
****End of Flashback****
Chan let out a snorty laugh as he finished his story. “Boy if I have a chance to get a look of myself back in that very day, I would look like a love struck puppy.” Chan smiled before letting out a sigh.
“Do you really mean it when you say that my perfume smells good? I was half drenched with sweat that day because I was late.” Chan gave his wife a judging look before laughing.
“Sorry, honey. I know you are telling the truth, I am just testing you.” Chan chuckled. “Anyways, ever since that day I always made an effort to be early in school all the time. Seeing your face everyday makes me happy and motivated to study hard in school.” Chan said proudly to himself.
“Now, moving on. Remember when I first asked you out on a date?” Chan felt his cheeks turn hot and steamy. “Oh boy! It took me months just to ask you out!”
****flashback****
“What the heck, Chan?! You’re stressing me out,” Minho massaged his temples as his best friend Chan was trying to get some help from him.
“Come on, Minho. Pretty please,” Chan pleaded with puppy eyes.
Minho scowled at Chan’s reaction. “You disgusting lovesick puppy. Stop making that expression.” Minho rolled his eyes to Chan.
They have been bickering inside Chan’s room for hours now because Chan was asking him a favor from his trusted buddy. That favor was to help him get some ideas on how to ask y/n out on a date. Everytime Minho suggested an idea, Chan would reject it because it was too cliche and corny. He wanted his proposal to be unforgettable for him and for y/n.
“I don’t know what to do with you anymore, man.” Minho shook his head and just went on playing with his phone. Chan was pacing around his room and Minho was getting annoyed at his actions.
“Will you stop pacing around the room? I am trying to focus on a game here,” Minho, with his eyes glued to the screen, scolded Chan.
“Lee Minho, this is my room so I can do whatever I want in here. If only you had helped me, then I would not be pacing the room.” Chan scoffed at Minho. Minho just made a face and rolled his eyes to Chan.
“So childish.” Chan muttered.
Chan was still pacing up and down, brainstorming on what he should do to ask y/n out. First, he thinks it is great if he writes letters for her everyday for a week and puts it in her locker anonymously then he would reveal himself after the week has finished. But, Chan thinks that’s too much of thinking and y/n knows his penmanship; so that idea was a no for him.
He felt his phone vibrated followed by his ringtone, indicating that someone was calling him. He fished out his phone from his pocket and his jaw dropped to the floor when he saw the name of the caller.
It was none other than y/n.
Chan jumped up and down and started squealing like crazy. “Oh my God! Minho! Y/n-nnie is calling me!” Chan announced it to his friend who is still busy with his game.
“Then answer the damn phone Christopher!” Minho screamed at Chan, but Chan did not care at all.
Before he clicked the call, he checked his voice first. Minho was just there cringing at how his friend is head over heels to a girl. He has never seen Chan like this before so it is all new to him. Minho could not take it anymore. He stood up and turned off his phone, good thing that he was just playing a match.
He took away the phone from Chan and pressed the green button before it hung up. “There,” Minho rolled his eyes. “I already pressed the button for you. Just act normal as always.” Minho scoffed and watched his friend take the call.
“Channie!” it was y/n. “Good thing you finally answered. I really really need your help.” Y/n sounded like a damsel in distress.
Channie? That was the first he heard y/n called her that one and it made his flutter and feel warm all over.
“Hey there y/n! Sure what is it?”
“Well, I have a hard time with this certain topic in Calculus and I need your help with it. Is it okay if you teach me a little bit of it? Don’t worry it will only be a session,” y/n sounds so desperate. Chan excels well in Calculus that is why y/n asked him for help.
“Sure! When do you want to start?” Chan said with a smile plastered on his face. He was so gloomy earlier but upon talking to y/n, his face brightened up somehow.
“Whenever you’re free,” y/n giggled.
“Sure, I’ll call you.” Chan smiled.
“Okay, Channie. Better go now. Thank you and goodbye.” Then, the call ended.
Once the call ended, Chan started giggling like a little kid. Minho just looked at him with disgust in his face.
“Channie~ I need your help,” Minho imitated y/n’s voice making Chan glare at him.
“You’re just jealous.” Chan rolled his eyes.
Right then a light bulb pops up in Minho’s head. “Hey Chan I think I have an idea on how you could ask y/n out,” he smiled proudly at his friend.
“What is it?”
“Well, how about in exchange for you teaching her Calculus, you ask her to go out with you. But, do it indirectly.” Minho said and Chan got a little picture of Minho’s idea.
“I love your idea, Minho. But what would I say? I don’t want to say anything cliche,” Chan looks worried.
“Well, give her a mini quiz after your session. If she answered it all correctly, then say to her that she should grant you a wish.”
“Well, what if she doesn't pass?”
Minho scoffed. “I am classmates with y/n too and I know she excels in Calculus too. I bet she would answer them all correctly if you helped her out a bit in that certain topic. But, if she really fails, then give her another question but make it easier then tell her that she should grant you a wish.” Minho explained.
Chan was amused by Minho’s explanation. “You are definitely a top student for a reason.” Chan hugged Minho very tightly and Minho was trying his best to avoid it.
“She said to start whenever, right? How about you go phone her and tell her that you two could start the tutor today. It is still early. I also need to be home and catch some sleep because you called me too early in the morning,” Minho smiled before rolling his eyes to his friend.
“That’s a great idea, Min. I owe big time,” Chan hugged Minho again and good thing he did not dodge it this time.
“No prob, Christ. I better go now and make sure you ask her out.” Minho tapped his shoulder before leaving Chan’s house.
- - - - -
“You are already good at it. Your only problems are the signs. You have to be really careful with the sign that you are putting because once you use the wrong sign, then everything will go wrong.” Chan explained to y/n.
Chan called her up just a few minutes after Minho left the house. He rang up y/n and told her to meet him up at the public library near the school so that they could start the lesson. Y/n accepted it and told Chan that she will be there as soon as possible. Chan did not wait long for y/n outside the library and their lessons were coming pretty well. They’ve been discussing the topic for almost two hours and Chan was surprised to see how y/n got it so quickly.
“Okay, I should write it down so I would not get confused,” y/n said and started scribbling something on her notepad. Chan took a photo of her secretly and he smiled when he saw that it was perfect; it looks like one of those girlfriend material wallpapers that you see on Pinterest.
“Is that for the day, Chris?” y/n asked
Chris? That was the first time y/n called Chan the nickname Chris. He felt as if his heart did a somersault and thousands of petals were surrounding y/n.
“Chris,” y/n repeated.
“Huh,” Chan finally came to his senses. “Oh right. I will give you a little quiz and if you get them all correctly then you should grant me a wish.” Chan smiled at her.
“Sure. I also want to check myself if I will do really well.”
“Okay. Review for half an hour and I will make your quiz.”
Chan scribbled some Calculus questions and a word problem for y/n to answer while she went over her notes that she took down and the examples that Chan made.
“Thirty minutes is up. Time for you to take the quiz.” Chan handed her the paper and y/n began with no signs of struggle on her face. Chan just went to the vending machine and got themselves banana milk. He opened the banana milk for y/n and put it next to her.
“Have this while taking your quiz,” Chan offered and y/n gave her her signature eye smile after saying her thank you to Chan.
Chan felt himself blush because of it, good thing y/n did not see that he was blushing. One of the things she admires from y/n is her beautiful eye smile. It just looks so genuine and very cute; it suits her really well.
“Here, I am done,” y/n handed Chan the paper and took a sip of her banana milk.
Chan checked his paper thoroughly and y/n got a perfect score! Chan was so amused with it because he did not know that he could tutor that well.
Chan smiled at y/n before giving back the paper.
“Why did I get everything wrong? It took you a while to check my paper.” You can hear a great amount of worry in her voice.
“See it yourself.”
Y/n nervously looked at her paper and her eyes grew big and she let out a squeal making the librarian to hush her down.
“Is this for real?” y/n asked Chan. He just nodded as an answer.
“Oh my God! Thank you for the tutor Chris,” she stood up and gave Chan a tight hug to show her appreciation. Chan froze on the spot and he felt his cheeks burn up and his heart rate to go up.
“No worries y/n,” he was praying to God that y/n did not notice his voice crack.
“Anyways, what wish will I grant you?” Y/n asked once they were outside the library.
Don’t say anything stupid, Christopher. Chan warned himself inside his head.
“Well,” Chan let out a sigh because he was nervous. “In return for my mini Calculus session and you did well on the quiz. I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?” Chan felt his chest was about a few seconds away from exploding.
Y/n stood frozen with her mouth agape. Chan was worried that this reaction means rejection and he was regretting saying that too directly.
“Chris!” Y/n jumped up and down with excitement. “Of course I would love to go out with you. How about tomorrow? We could go out on a date tomorrow. I will not be doing anything tomorrow since it is Sunday.” y/n eye smiled Chan.
Date? Did she call it a date? Chan felt warm all over. He is just hoping that y/n doesn’t notice him glowing in red and his chest rising up and down too quickly.
“Tomorrow sounds nice.” Chan managed to say.
“Good. we better go get some ice cream before we go home and let’s discuss our date.” Y/n grabbed Chan’s hand and they went their way to the ice cream shop hand in hand. Chan was smiling like a maniac the whole time because he cannot believe he is holding hands with y/n!
He just couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
****end of flashback****
Part 2 will be up soon....
When I am not busy with school anymore 😭.
I wrote this a month ago and I just had the urge to post it now or else I might forget about this one in my drafts and I am that type of person eho forgets sypnosis of my story of I don't publish it..m
It was one rainy but comfortable day and y/n was just casually laying on her bed while reading a book on her hand. She looked at the window and a smile formed on her lips. Her memories of her playing in the rain during her childhood keep flashing theough her head. She wishes she could do it again too.
"What are you smiling at, honey?" Her husband, Yeonjun asked her. Y/n did not notice that her husband came in because she was too busy reminiscing those moments in her life.
"Nothing," she smiled at Yeonjun who placed a plate of croissants and hot chocolate on the bed side table before joining her on the bed.
"What do you mean nothing?", Yeonjun chuckled and pinched y/n's nose.
"It may sound silly," she looked at Yeonjun a bit embarrassed. "I want to have fun on the rain." Y/n pouted.
"No, dear. I do not like being wet. Let's just have fun here instead," Yeonjun gestured at the bed and grinned sinisterly to y/n.
"Yeonjun! We cannot do that! I am pregnant," y/n felt her cheeks burning.
"But the doctor said it is still okay to have sexy time on bed," Yeonjun winked and bit his lower lip.
Y/n smacked him on the back making Yeonjun leave a fake cry.
"Honey, I like making you flustered," he gave her a peck on the lips before pinching the bridge of her nose.
"How is our little one?" Yeonjun touched the growing womb of his wife.
"Missing appa," y/n placed her tiny hand on top of Yeonjun's.
"I hope he or she will come out healthy and happy," Yeonjun kissed the top of her head.
She looked up at Yeonjun with puppy eyes, persuading him if she could go out and play.
"Junnie~ Let's go out and play on the rain," y/n said in her cute voice.
Yeonjun shook his head. "Sorry, darling. No is a no. I know that the baby is not yet that big but I cannot risk you both getting sick." Yeonjun patted y/n's head.
Y/n just sighed, accepting her defeat. Yeonjun just gave her the cup of hot chocolate and a croissant and y/n sadly accepted those.
Y/n was just silent the whole time while looking outside the window. Yeonjun was feeling a bit bad because he cannot bare seeing his wife sad.
"Y/n."
"What?" Y/n responded dryly.
"Let's go out and play," as soon as thise words came out of Yeonjun's mouth, y/n squealed in joy.
"Thank you so so much, honey." She kissed him on the lips before hugging him tightly. Yeonjun's lips formed a smile because he was delighted that his wife is not cloudy like the weather anymore.
"But only this time,okay?" Yeonjun said with full authority.
******
"Hurry up, Yeonjun." Y/n pulled Yeonjun's hand while the other one was holding up an umbrella to keep him dry from the rain. They were at the neighborhood park and the two of them were the only ones there.
Y/n started dancing and twirling around like she was in an ost of a romantic K-drama. Yeonjun rushed and grabbed her hand so that she could not slip or fall on the ground; given her situation that she is pregnant, Yeonjun is very careful when it comes to his wife.
"Y/n, be careful. You and the baby might get hyrt," he warned.
Y/n gave her an eye smile. "Don't worry, love. We won't." She grabbed Yeonjun's hand leading her to the path.
"Please get rid of this please." With all her might, y/n took Yeonjun's umbrella and tossed it around somewhere. Yeonjun was now wet, no use for the umbrella anymore.
Y/n ran a bit and Yeonjun catches up with her. The pair then started to dance, laugh, play, and kiss under the rain. They were like silly love sick high school kids goofing around the park. They did not care if somebody was giving them weird stares, they just simply imagine in that time, that they were the only human beings in the world. Just two young married couples that are expecting playing under the rain. What a great combo, right?
After a few minutes of playing they decided to head back to the house.
"Why are you following me inside the bathroom?" Y/n asked Yeonjun once she entered the bathroom to take a shower.
Yeonjun did not answer. Instead, he came closer to y/n with an intimidating yet seductive stare. Y/n felt her knees going weak and her cheeks burning. Yeonjun leaned a bit and looked at y/n.
"J-junnie. I told you I am pregnant. We cannot do it," y/n said in her trembling voice.
Yeonjun chuckled and grabbed the towel behind her.
"Aigoo~ Y/n you have a dirty mind," Yeonjun pinched her cheeks before planting a kiss on her lips.
"Go take a shower here. I will go take a shower on the guest bedroom."
warning: fem!reader, dom/sub dynamics, reader is small in comparison to the boys
seonghwa ; seonghwa likes to use his size as an excuse to overstimulate you. he could spend hours between your legs, mouthing and biting at yours thighs while his fingers press into you, thumb rubbin’ against your swollen clit. “doing so good for me, baby. taste to sweet, y’know that?” and he’d have this lovesick look on his face the whole time, fingers covered in your cum, lips shiny with your juice. “could taste you forever.” he’d groan against your cunt before sucking your clut between his lips, moaning when your thighs start shuddering around his head, one large hand holding your legs apart for him. “just one more, baby, then i’ll give you my cock. you can do that for me, can’t you?”
Wrote this story like three days before Mingi's birthday. So, I am going to keep my message to him briefly. Wishing Mingi a happy birthday. I cannot wait to see him grow as a better artist and as a better person. I wish that he would get all the things that he deserve in life ^^.
So, I hope y'all enjoy this Au and I hope this one will send butterflies in your tummy ^^
****
“It’s negative!”
Y/n exclaimed as she showed to her husband, Mingi the pregnancy result. “Again,” she sighed and she felt her eyes welling up with tears. She tried holding it in because she is sick and tired of crying just because she could not bear a child.
Mingi read the expression on y/n’s face and being the caring spouse that he is, gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Mingi knows that he can do more than that but he just doesn't know how to express it; afraid that he will hurt your feelings even more.
“If you want to cry, then cry. It is okay. Don’t keep everything in, honey.” Mingi patted y/n’s hair as he brought her tighter to his embrace. Mingi felt tiny vibrations on y/n’s body and soft yet full of sadness sobs were coming out of her mouth. Mingi was hurt also. He knew that once they finally settled down about two years of their marriage that he and y/n would have children already because they were both ready physically and financially ready to have another member of the family. Tears started rolling down his face because he was also desperate to have little Mingis and y/n’s running down the house, he too was getting impatient to when the right time was coming.
“It’s been eight months, love.” Y/n managed to say in between her sobs. “I am getting tired of this already. Maybe,” y/n pause and sighed because of frustration. “We are not meant to have kids of our own. Getting pregnant is so much harder than what I expect it to be. I think we should give at this point, Mingi.”
Mingi was alerted and felt even more hurt by what y/n said.”Y/n, baby. Please don’t say that. We will have little Mingis and y/ns soon. I promise. We just need to wait for the right time.” Mingi cupped her face and gave her a brief kiss on the lips before wiping the tears on her face.
“Right time? When will that time come? We’re not getting any younger, Mingi. Yes, we have the money and all but we still need our youth and energy to care for our children, if we will have one.” Y/n was a bit upset because they’ve been talking about this matter for about forever already.
Y/n sighed and put Mingi’s hands on either side of her waist, “I am tired, Mingi. Can you please leave me alone for a moment? I need to lay down, my head hurts.” Y/n managed to give a smile to Mingi.
Mingi just nodded and guided her to their bed and tucked her in before kissing her on the lips.
Y/n doesn’t want that this talk would be another cause of their fight again. Y/n doesn’t want to talk about what she fears the most, which is falling out of love and eventually that would lead to divorce.
“Just call me when you need anything, okay love?” Mingi caressed y/n’s hair and smiled.
“I will, don’t worry.”
When Mingi left the room, Y/n started crying, putting one hand on her mouth so her sobs won’t be heard by her spouse. She just feels useless as a wife because she cannot bear a child.
“I feel envious of ladies who have babies,” she whispered to herself. “When is my turn?”
*****
“I am so sorry, man.” Yunho patted Mingi’s shoulder.
Yunho, Mingi’s closest friend was with him in the local pub near to where Mingi and y/n’s house. The two of them were here for about an hour and a half now. Mingi called Yunho over because he was his human diary and he feels comfortable ranting and sharing his problems with him because he listens well to him and sometimes gives him the best advice.
“Do you think I am a terrible person? Why can’t I just be a dad when we finally decide to settle down?” Mingi sighed and wiped the tears that were falling from his eyes. “I feel like I was making y/n so tired both physically and mentally because we just wanted to have a baby.” Mingi paused and looked at Yunho.
“I think it is time for us to stop,” said Mingi, which surprised Yunho. Yunho knows that Mingi does not give up easily, especially when he is so determined to reach a goal.
“Give up?” Yunho scoffed at Mingi. “That is not the Mingi that I know. Mingi, getting pregnant is much harder than you thought. Just give y/n and yourself a bit more time, okay? The doctors also said that both of you are healthy and there is no sign that one of you is infertile. You still have some chance, Mingi. Trust in yourself and never give up.” Yunho looked at his friend who was a mess at this point.
“And please, stop saying you are a bad person and don’t deserve to be a father. I know you will be a great dad someday, Mingi. I promise you.” Yunho gave Mingi a reassuring smile. Yunho looked at his watch.
“Time for us to get home, Mingi. We have wives waiting in our house,” Yunho chuckled and lifted his phone to show that his wife was already video calling him.
Yunho accepted the call and it showed his six-year-old twins, Seoyun and Seojun.
Mingi felt a little envious because of it. I wish I could experience that too. He thought to himself.
“Oh! My two little babies!” Why did you call?”
“Eomma said come home already or else she would shave your hair off.” Seoyun said, which surprises Yunho. Yunho takes pride in his hair and heis afraid of losing it. Mingi who was in front of him was laughing because of what the kid said.
“I will, I just need to finish talking to your uncle,” Yunho turned his phone to Mingi so his kids could see him. Mingi smiled and waved warmly at them. The twins were saying hello nonstop to their favorite uncle.
“Uncle, when will you visit us again with auntie?” Seojun asked.
“If your appa got his hair shaved off by your eomma,” Mingi smiled at the children. Yunho glared at him and touched his hair. He rolled his eyes at him and Mingi let out a little chuckle.
“Kids, can you tell your uncle Mingi that he should not give up?” Yunho asked his kids. Yunho gave a smile at him and Mingi felt warm all over because of his friends and his children’s sweetness.
“On the count of three, Seoyun. We should say it together okay?” The eldest among the twins, Seojun said.
“Okay, but appa will count for us,” Seoyun suggested. “Is that okay, appa?” he asked.
“Yes, of course,” Yunho answered.
“1”
“2”
“3”
“Don’t ever give up Uncle Mingi! We love you!” The twins both said at the same time they even gave their uncle Mingi some finger hearts.
Mingi was so delighted and giddy about the kids' actions. “Thank you so much Seojun and Seoyun. Uncle won’t give up, I promise you both,” Mingi smiled, controlling his tears. Yunho felt satisfied that at least he made his friend feel much better.
Yunho turned his back to him. “I need to end the call now, kiddos. Tell your eomma I am on my way home,” Yunho told his kids. Yunho was about to press the end button when Seoyun said, “Appa, bring home some ice cream, please!” he said cutely so his dad won’t say no.
Yunho chuckled, “Of course, I will. I really need to go now. Bye guys, see you at home,” he waved at his kids before putting his phone down.
Yunho looked at his friend who was now smiling at him with admiration.
“I always like your family, Yunho.” Mingi smiled. “I wish y/n and I could form a family like you,” Mingi sighed so that his tears wouldn't fall down.
Yunho chuckled and tapped his back. “Don’t worry, man. You will have kids soon. I promise. Don’t stress yourself and y/n out, okay?” Yunho smiled.
“Thanks, for your time, Yunho. If you also have problems just come to me anytime too.”
“No prob, bro. I am just doing my best as a friend.” He looked at his phone and there was one message from his wife which made him nervous.
“I think we should really go now,” Yunho was touching his head, checking if his hair was still there. Mingi laughed because he found his friend funny.
“I agree with you or else your wife will shave your hair off.”
*****
“Ready to go?” Mingi asked y/n who was still inside their bedroom, fixing her makeup palettes and brushes.
Y/n was so gloomy for the past two weeks ever since the negative result of her pregnancy. She was not also productive the whole two weeks on her business which is a cosmetic brand and a salon. This made Mingi worry so much so he decided to take y/n to the beach to cheer her up. This was also Mingi’s little parting away gift from y/n because he will be leaving Korea tomorrow because he was going to work on a big music project in London with his favorite artists for four months. This was always his dream ever since he started having passion for producing music. He is sad to leave y/n on her own but he doesn’t want to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity.
“Just a little bit, love. I just need to put this necklace on,” she waved the jewelry on her hand.
“Let me do it,” Mingi went to y/n’s vanity where she was seated and grabbed the necklace.
“There,” Mingi put his hands on her shoulder and smiled brightly. “My wife looks so gorgeous,” he gently caresses her cheek, making y/n giggle.
“Stop it, hon.” Y/n covered her face with her hands.
“Why are you hiding your face? Are you being shy to your husband again because he complimented you?” Mingi smirked and put y/n’s arms around his waist. Y/n hid her face against his chest, making Mingi chuckle because he finds his wife’s action funny.
“If you don’t want to show your face to me right now, y/n, I will cancel our plans for today and,” he paused. “We will have fun in our bedroom the whole day, nonstop.” Mingi chuckled because he just felt y/n froze\ for a moment. Y/n peeked to see Mingi’s face a bit. Mingi caught a glimpse of her and winked at her. She again hid her face against his chest. One of his hands started to roam around y/n’s back.
“You know what I mean by that,right?” Mingi smirked. “If you want to walk for the next few days, let me see your face.” Mingi demanded. Y/n did not respond to what he said.
“Fine, you really want to have fun in our bedroom, eh.” Mingi started to pull y/n’s coat down. Y/n looked up at Mingi and pulled her coat back up.
“Stop it right there, you pervert,” she puts a hand up to keep a distance between the two of them. Mingi laughed because of how flustered his wife is.
She grabbed her purse and started exiting the bedroom in a hurry. “I will be waiting inside the car!” Y/n shouted through the hallways.
*****
“Wake up, sleepy head. We’re at the beach already.” Mingi whispered to y/n’s ear while lightly caressing her cheek. Y/n’s eyebrows furrowed and let out a small grunt as a response. She turned her head away from Mingi so that her annoying husband would stop bothering him.
Mingi let out a sigh of frustration. He has been trying to wake y/n up for the past ten minutes and she would not even open her eyes. He noticed last week that y/n take naps more often but he let that slide because maybe she was just tired from work.
“Fine, if you are being stubborn, so be it.” Mingi got out of the car and walked to the passenger side of the car and opened the door. He pulled down the recliner of the car a little bit violently, but y/n was still sleeping like a baby. He went on top of her before closing the door of the car. Mingi looked at her quizzically and was a bit confused. Y/n was not that of a heavy sleeper so he was confused as to why won’t she wake up with that force he did.
Mingi lowered himself down and started pouring rain of kisses on her face all the way down to her neck and shoulders. His hands were wandering around her body in that way at least she could wake up. Y/n started to wake up when Mingi playfully bit her lower lip and squeezed her breast. Mingi stopped what he was doing leaving a y/n with a frowning face.
“Finally, someone decided to wake up,” he smirked at his wife.
“Why did you stop?” Y/n whined. “I was enjoying it,” she glared at Mingi.
Mingi raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue. “So you were waiting for that to happen?” he chuckled. “You are being too naughty, honey.” Mingi smirked at her.
“Hate to ruin the fun, but you need to step out of the car and enjoy the spring breeze that the beach has to offer us,” Mingi kissed y/n on the lips. “I will make it up to you once we get home.”
******
“Don’t run too fast y/n!”
Mingi was chasing around y/n at the beach. They were playing tag for about an hour now like little kids. Good thing there weren’t a lot of people on the beach that day – since it was still spring and the water is not yet that warm – or else they would get a lot of weird stares.
“Catch me if you can!” Y/n yelled at Mingi who came into halt because he was tired as hell. He has his hands on his knees and panting like there is no tomorrow. He does not have much more energy to run but he needed to catch y/n nonetheless because he never won’t let it slide to lose in a game of tag to y/n.
He got up and started running like crazy towards y/n. Y/n started dashing off as well. They were running in circles while laughing at their silly faces. Unfortunately, y/n tripped over her untied shoelaces. Mingi laughed at her and started to run towards her.
“Fuck, I should have doubled tied my shoelaces,” y/n cursed at herself. She was about to tie them but Mingi was so close so she had no choice but to run – without tying her shoelaces – or else he would have caught her.
She tried running fast again but this time she was cautious not to step on her laces. She was running like this for about a minute until Mingi wrapped his arms around her waist, making her let out a scream. The both of them missed their footing, so they ended up falling down to the sand.
“I finally caught you,” Mingi managed to say in between his breaths.
“That was unfair. My laces were untied,” y/n complained.
“Well, that is not my problem and I am not at fault with that,” Mingi stood up and lended a hand to y/n so that she would get up as well. She was frowning as if she lost a quiz bee.
“Don’t be silly, love. It is just a game.” Mingi pulled y/n close to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Mingi kissed the top of her head. Y/n looked up at him and went on her tippy toes to give Mingi a soft kiss on the lips. Mingi parted his lips, welcoming the warmth that y/n has to offer him. They keep the kiss very brief before parting away from each other. Mingi pulled her closer and tighter to his embrace.
“I hate to leave you tomorrow,” Mingi faked a cry before planting a kiss on top of y/n’s head.
“I know, but you’ve been waiting for that project for a long time now. You need to grab that rare opportunity, Mingi; or else you would regret it.” Y/n lifted her head to give Mingi a warm smile before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Don’t worry about me too. I can manage on my own and I will call and update you everyday.”
Mingi smiled the whole time his wife was speaking.
“You sure? I will be gone for four months,”
Y/n nodded, “Yup. If I ever miss you I can just book the first flight ticket to London and go looking for you.”
Mingi laughed at his wife's statement and pinched her cheek.
“Aigoo~ You are so cute!” Mingi kissed her again on the lips.
“I hope that when you come back home in Korea after four months, we will already conceive a baby.” Y/n looked up at him with hopeful eyes.
“We will, honey. We will,” Mingi smiled from ear to ear while caressing y/n’s cheek.
They watched the sun as it started to set down. They enjoyed watching the different hues mix together as if the sky was a big canvas. They enjoy the saltiness of the air and the calm crashing sounds of the ocean waves. The soft squawking of the seagulls was like music to their ears. The coolness and the freshness of the spring breeze that hits their faces refreshes them and makes their problems and worries in life melt away like a block of ice under a hot sun during summer. This symbolizes new beginnings for them as a married couple. No matter what trials they may face, they should not be giving up; even if that means being away from each other.
Looking at the sunset with amusement and hope in their eyes, they prayed to God that they would finally form the family that they always wanted.
***four months later***
“The plane just landed, baby. Can’t wait to see you!” Mingi was feeling butterflies flying around his stomach because finally he was back home. He misses y/n so much and he was dying to kiss her and he just wanted y/n to just be in his arms.
“Mee too, love. I couldn't even sleep last night because of excitement,” y/n giggled. “I also just wanted to wish a happy birthday to my loving husband. Can’t wait to show you your gift!” Y/n was smiling from ear to ear and was pacing around the airport.
“Really? What is it?”
“You have to see it to believe it. I know you would love my present.”
“Okay I am getting a little bit scared and nervous about your gift. I hope it is something that I like”
“I told you, you would definitely love it. You’ve been dying to have this for a year now!”
“Okay whatever it is, I am ready for it. I need to pass the immigrations now y/n. I need to put the phone down now. See you in a bit. I love you!”
“I love you too!” Y/n was the one who ended the call.
Y/n looked at her parents and her parents-in-law who were sitting down on a bench with a smile on her face before sitting down on the available seat.
“I hope Mingi would love my gift,” Y/n looked down on her growing womb before rubbing it. “Baby~ you will finally meet your daddy,” y/n giggled while she was talking to her baby.
“Of course! Mingi would love it. The two of you were trying to get pregnant for a long time now,” her dad chuckled and touched the hand of y/n. “Don’t get too nervous, okay? Mingi would definitely love this birthday gift that you will give.” Said Mingi’s dad who is her father-in-law.
Y/n is now four months pregnant with their baby. She found out that she was pregnant a month after Mingi left the country. She went to the doctors to see if she really is pregnant and it was positive; she is bearing a child for a month now. No words can explain how delighted y/n about this news. After about almost a year of trying, they finally conceived a baby! She wanted to tell Mingi right away but decided to keep it a secret until he came back home to Korea, which was on his birthday. She told the good news to her parents and in-laws first and of course they were excited and happy about it because they will finally have a grandkid. Y/n told them to keep this a secret first to Mingi and they were all in for that plan.
Whenever y/n and Mingi video call each other and y/n would feel like throwing up and feeling nauseous, she would tell Mingi that she had a terrible hangover or that she probably ate something wrong and was not aware of it. Whenever Mingi asked for a photo, she would only take selcas and not a full body photo. Y/n made a lot of excuses just to keep the secret and to make the plan successful, of course she had her parents and in-laws who were helping her do all of these excuses.
Y/n felt her phone vibrate, so she lifted up her phone and saw that Mingi is already out of immigration and is on his way to where she is. She announced it to her parents and in-laws and they too were feeling the same way as y/n; they were all excited and anxious. Y/n was wearing a long baggy coat to hide the bump.
She already saw Mingi and waved her hands up in the air so that he would notice her. It did not take long for Mingi to notice that and went rushing towards y/n.
“Y/n! Honey!” Mingi hugged y/n. Y/n was keeping a little distance from her womb so he wouldn't feel it and get a clue of it. He kissed your lips passionately, tasting and savoring you because he misses you being around him. He just keeps it brief because he knew that your parents and his parents were watching.
After you two parted, Mingi bowed to both of your parents to give respect towards them before engaging in a conversation.
“Y/n, the gift. Show it now,” y/n’s mom told her excitedly. Y/n’s mother-in-law was jumping up and down because of excitement. Mr. Song had to calm her down because people were staring at her.
“Oh right,” Y/n smiled from ear to ear to Mingi. Mingi is just there standing clueless.
“Hon, could you please undo the buttons of my coat so you can see your gift?” Y/n asked.
Mingi, being clueless yet excited about his gift, just did what y/n said. Mingi’s jaw immediately drop to the floor when he saw little bump underneath y/n’s dress when Mingi undoed the buttons.
“You’re….” Mingi could not seem to find the right words to say. His expression was unreadable and y/n was anxious; so are the parents.
“Yes, I am pregnant and you are the dad. I am so sorry if I upset you by not telling you right away. I wanted it to be a surprise for you,” Y/n nervously explained. Still, no response from Mingi, his eyes were focused on the baby bump.
Fat tears started rolling down his face and a smile crept up to his lips. “Oh y/n! I am not upset. I thought I was just jet lagged from my flight and I am seeing things. I really love your surprise gift, I think it is really sweet of you and our parents to plan this as a surprise for me. I just cannot believe I am gonna be a dad,” Mingi cried and the only thing that y/n do is give him a hug.
“I cannot believe I am gonna be a dad!” Mingi repeated. Mingi was the one who let go of the hug and kneeled down to talk to the growing baby inside y/n’ body.
“Hello baby. Daddy is finally home. It is nice to see you. I promise to take care of you and mommy. Daddy loves you so much.” Mingi gave the bump a kiss before standing up.
“Since when did you learn that you were pregnant?” Mingi asked.
“A month after you left.”
“It must be really hard to be pregnant without me on your side for five months. You must have had a hard time, didn't you? I will make it up for you, I promise.” Mingi kissed y/n on the lips.
“Not really, our parents stayed at our house for the whole four months just to make sure I won’t have a hard time.” Y/n gestured at their parents who are now a crying mess because of the happiness that they feel.
Mingi walked towards them and gave them lots of bows to show how grateful he was.
“Just please take good care of y/n and your baby. And your your future babies as well. Be the best father, Mingi for your family,” Mingi’s dad advise him.
“I will dad. I won’t let you down.” Mingi tapped his dad’s shoulder giving it a light squeeze.
The parents were congratulating them both, y/n felt something in her tummy. She touched the bump and she fell frozen for a second. Tears started escaping her eyes.
“Honey, what’s wrong? Does anything hurt?” Mingi asked with full concern.
Y/n cannot speak because of shock so she took Mingi’s hands and put it on her womb. Mingi felt the same reaction as to what y/n was feeling.
“The. baby. Is. moving.” Mingi said slowly and looked at y/n straight in the eye before smiling.
“That’s because the baby heard the voice of their dad,” Y/n managed to say.
“The bay is moving,” Mingi keeps on repeating while jumping up and down; clicking his heels from time to time. Good thing not a lot of people were passing by that part of the airport.
Mingi pulled y/n in an embrace. “I love my birthday gift, darling. This is the best birthday gift ever! I love you y/n!” Mingi showered y/n with kisses while rubbing the womb from time to time.
“Of course, I love you too, little one.” Mingi kneeled down and started kissing the bump, feeling little movements that the baby makes.
Mingi stood up and kissed y/n again on the lips before smiling widely at her.
“Happy birthday, Mingi. I am glad you love and cherish your gift. Which is our little one.”
You have been working on an essay that is worth fifty percent of your grade for the past two weeks and you were delighted that you are finally finished with it. No more breakdowns, no more staying up late, and no more excess caffeine or else you will die of caffeine overdose.
You saved printed your work and put it in your file case so it won’t get damaged and you won’t be forgetting it for school the next two days. You even saved your document in your laptop just to make sure that all your hard work won’t go to waste and if you need another copy of your work.
You stood up and did some stretching exercises because you were aching all over. Most especially your back and your hands.
“I think I should walk out in the park to freshen up my mind.” You told yourself as you hurriedly approached your closet to pick something to wear.
The rain just stopped pouring and the birds were chirping outside. The sun wasn’t up but at least the sky was bright and clear. Just the perfect weather and mood for an afternoon stroll.
You decided to wear faded jeans and a large hoodie since you are just going for a stroll; no need to dress that extravagant, right? You just wear a pair of old converse and grab your wallet, just in case you go to a convenience store afterwards.
You said your goodbyes to your mom who is inside the office printing some work related stuff.
You started walking your way down to your neighborhood with your hands inside your pocket. You saw children coming out of their houses and playing in the front yard after it rained for two days. Some were even heading towards the nearby park to play with their friends. You smiled just remembering the days of your childhood where you too were also happy whenever you played with your friends after a long rainy day.
You were already in the park just walking and enjoying the greenery of the area. The grass, the flowers, and benches were drenched with rain water but still they look immaculate. You took a couple of photos from the park, mostly the flowers and the lake at the center where a flock of birds are flying in the sky.
You were just humming to the tune of your favorite song while walking to the brick pathway, minding your own business and enjoying the breeze of the air when you heard a high pitched voice calling for you.
“Psst. young lady,” the called over you.
You looked everywhere but you saw no one in that area of the park. You just shrugged your shoulders because maybe you were just hearing things because of lack of sleep.
“Over here, miss.” You heard the voice coming from the big oak tree.
That’s it. I probably lost my mind from doing my essay. You said inside your head.
You stared at the tree for a moment and for some unknown reason, you started coming near the tree. You just wanted to check if that high pitch voice was coming from there or if you were just imagining it.
“I am officially insane,” you said out loud because the little flying figure was so unreal. You only see them in cartoons or movies about fiction characters. This cannot possibly exist in real life.
You looked around and you gasped in shock when a small human-like figure went flying in front of you. He has a friendly smile painted on his face. He was wearing a cream colored puffed sleeve polo and light brown slacks; he was even wearing a cute pair of black oxford shoes. His hair was shoulder length and it was curled up a bit. Various flowers were also arranged in his head immaculately, making him more adorable. His fairy-like wings make him cuter than ever.
Yes, you know you are freaking out because of this tiny creature but you cannot help but admit that he is so adorable.
The little creature laughed at your reaction in his high pitched voice. “No miss. You are not insane. I am real, promise.” He smiled from ear to ear. You finally calmed down and you kinda admit that he really is cute, most especially his high pitch voice.
“Whatever flying fairy creature you are, you are cute.” You smiled back at him.
“Thanks. By the way, miss, what is your name?” asked the little creature.
“I am y/l/n.”
“Y/n,” the little being repeated. “I like your name, it suits you really well.” He giggled. “By the way, my name is Choi Beomgyu but you can call me by my nickname Gyu.”
“Nice to meet you, Gyu.” You smiled and lifted your palm up, inviting him to land his feet there.
When he landed on your palm, you complimented how cute his nickname was and he fluttered his wings as a way of expressing his gratitude.
“Y/n, may I ask you a favor?” Gyu asked.
“Sure what is it, Gyu?”
“May I kiss you?” He smiled like a cute little kid asking if he could buy some chocolate.
You blushed because of his question. You just met this creature and you barely even know him. And now he is asking for a kiss?
“What will happen if I do so?” you asked out of curiosity.
Gyu smiled mischievously, “You will see.” He smiled and battered his eyelashes at you. Persuading you that you will do it.
What if this is some kind of danger? You thought to yourself.
You were contemplating on whether or not, give him a peck. After a lot of thinking and Gyu showing off his charms, you decided what is best.
“Sure, I guess you can kiss me,” you said. You were curious to what will happen and you were praying that this will not be some kind of danger.
Gyu’s face lit up and he started fluttering his wings out of happiness. “Thanks, y/n. I promise you won’t regret this.” He giggled and you giggled as well because he was so adorable.
He flew away from your palm and went close to your lips. You pouted a bit and you felt Gyu’s tiny lips touch yours.
Moments later, smoke, sparkles, and flowers were everywhere to where Gyu was standing. You panicked a little bit but you remained composed. You wanted to know what surprises await you.
You gasped as you saw the tiny being transformed into a handsome young man right before your eyes. He was still Gyu, but taller and without wings.
“See, I told you y/n. You won’t regret it.” Gyu giggled, but this time his high pitched voice disappeared and it was replaced by a manly deep voice.
You blushed and you felt your heart racing because you never knew the tiny being was a handsome young man. You never knew a creature like this existed in this world.
“You look prettier when you blush,” Gyu chuckled and you bowed down your head because you were being giddy for some reason.
“Hey, look up here, y/n,” he held both of your shoulders. You were only chest level when you are facing each other so he was basically towering over you. “No need to be shy. You helped me do my favor and I want to thank you for that.” Gyu giggled.
“I am still the same fairy Gyu but taller and without the wings,” he explained. “Did anything change?” he asked.
“Not really,” you managed to say. “But you just got more handsome and your voice sounds amazing.” You tried to say that in a low tone but Beomgyu clearly heard it.
“Thanks for that compliment, y/n. I know you won’t regret kissing me,” Gyu hugged you tightly.
He leveled his eyes to yours and you tried your best to not shy away from his gesture. He pulled you closer to him before smiling cutely at you.
“Care if I kiss you again?”
Without waiting for your answer, he leaned and gave you a passionate long kiss.
