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These little pieces have been sitting in my drafts for a while, so I figured I should finally post them. Consider it a small Valentine's Day gift from me to you! I hope you're all having a wonderful day filled with love, whether it's from friends, family, or yourself.
On a more personal note, my condition has been getting worse lately, and it's been really tough. I just wanted to be honest with you all because I know some of you genuinely care. Please take care of yourselves, eat well, and be kind to your body. You deserve love just as much as anyone else.
Thank you for always supporting me. It means more than you know. ♡
Unspoken Words
Summary : Taehyun, always the composed and thoughtful one, has a way of making everything feel significant. This Valentine’s Day, he finds a way to communicate the depth of his feelings through a quiet, intimate evening. With words left unspoken, his actions speak louder than anything he could ever say.
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A/N : This oneshot is a part of the Valentine's Day series
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Pairing : Taehyun × reader
Warnings : none!
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Valentine’s Day was always a little nerve-wracking for you. The pressure to make it perfect, to somehow show the depth of your feelings—was never easy. But with Taehyun, you knew it didn’t need to be complicated. He had a quiet intensity about him, an effortless charm that made you feel seen and appreciated in ways that words often failed to express.
You had just finished getting ready, standing in front of the mirror, wondering what kind of surprise Taehyun had planned for tonight. You were never one for extravagant gestures, and Taehyun was the same—he always had a way of making even the smallest moments feel like they held the most meaning.
Your phone buzzed with a text from him: "Get ready in 10, I’ll pick you up soon. Trust me, it’ll be the perfect night."
A small smile tugged at your lips as you quickly slipped on your jacket, running a hand through your hair. You were eager to see what he had in store for you.
When he arrived at your door, Taehyun looked as calm as ever, his usual air of quiet confidence mixed with a hint of excitement. He was dressed casually, but in a way that made him seem effortlessly perfect, like he always did.
“Hey, you,” you greeted, grinning as you opened the door.
He smiled, his eyes lighting up when he saw you. “You look amazing,” he said softly, his gaze lingering on you before he handed you a small bouquet of flowers.
“They’re beautiful, Taehyun. Thank you,” you said, your voice filled with warmth.
He simply nodded, taking your hand in his and leading you to the car. The drive was peaceful, the only sounds being the soft hum of the engine and the occasional song playing on the radio. Taehyun seemed lost in thought, but his hand never left yours, his fingers gently squeezing yours whenever he sensed you glance at him.
When you arrived at your destination, you were surprised to find yourself at a small, quaint lakeside cabin, tucked away from the busy city. The air was crisp, and the quiet ripples of the water seemed to add a layer of serenity to the moment.
“This is… amazing,” you breathed, looking around in awe.
“I thought you might like it,” Taehyun said, his tone soft and thoughtful. “Just us, away from everything else.”
You followed him inside, where a fireplace crackled warmly in the corner, and a cozy dinner for two was already set on the table. Candles flickered in the dim light, casting a soft glow across the room.
“This is perfect,” you murmured, feeling the warmth from both the fire and Taehyun’s presence as he pulled out your chair for you.
Dinner passed slowly, with soft conversation and laughter filling the air. But as the evening went on, you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something Taehyun wasn’t saying—something important.
As the night grew deeper, he stood, walking over to the window where the moonlight reflected off the lake’s surface. You followed him quietly, standing beside him as you both gazed out at the stars.
“I know we don’t always say everything we feel,” Taehyun began, his voice a little quieter than usual. “But I hope you know how much you mean to me.”
You turned to him, a soft smile on your lips. “I do, Taehyun. You show me in everything you do.”
He met your gaze, his usual calm demeanor giving way to something deeper. “I’ve been wanting to say more, to be more open, but sometimes… I just don’t have the right words. But I want you to know… you’re everything to me. You’re the calm in my chaos, and I can’t imagine a day without you in my life.”
Your heart swelled at his words, and you gently took his hand in yours. “Taehyun… I feel the same way. I’ve never felt more at home than when I’m with you.”
He smiled softly, his thumb brushing against your hand. Without saying another word, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, the warmth of his lips sending a shiver down your spine.
The moment felt infinite—like time had stopped just for the two of you, leaving nothing but the quiet understanding between you.
And as the night stretched on, Taehyun didn’t need to say any more. His actions—the way he held you close, the way he listened to you, the way he made every moment feel like it was shared between just the two of you—spoke louder than words ever could.
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taglist : @soobunni
Starlit Confessions
Summary : Soobin’s quiet, shy nature hides a heart full of love for you, and this Valentine’s Day, he finally works up the courage to tell you just how much you mean to him. Under a sky full of stars, you and Soobin share a romantic evening that neither of you will ever forget.
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A/N : This oneshot is part of the Valentine's Day series
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Pairing : Soobin × reader
Warnings : none!
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Valentine’s Day had always been an excuse for flowers, chocolates, and cheesy love notes. But for Soobin, it was always different. While the world saw him as sweet and gentle, you knew he was someone who thought deeply, who cared quietly but fiercely. He had never been one to make a big deal of Valentine’s Day.
But something about this year felt special.
You had received a message from Soobin earlier in the day: “I’ve planned something for us tonight. Be ready at 7. Trust me, it’ll be worth it. ;)”
Now, as the evening sun dipped below the horizon, you stood in your room, nervously adjusting your outfit for the third time. You weren’t sure what he had in store, but whatever it was, you knew it would be full of the thoughtfulness that Soobin always poured into everything.
At precisely 7 PM, there was a knock at your door. You opened it to find Soobin standing there, dressed in a simple but sharp outfit—dark jeans, a soft sweater, and a warm smile. His eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and nervousness as he held out his hand to you.
“Ready?” he asked, his voice a little softer than usual, his cheeks pink from the cold night air.
You smiled and took his hand, heart racing. “Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise,” he replied, grinning a little as he led you outside.
The car ride was quiet but comfortable, the soft music in the background punctuated by occasional glances exchanged between the two of you. The closer you got to your destination, the more your curiosity piqued.
Soon, you arrived at a secluded park. The air was crisp, and the stars above seemed to shine even brighter in the clear sky. Soobin led you down a small pathway, lined with fairy lights. A blanket was spread out under a large tree, with a basket sitting in the center.
“I thought we could have a little picnic,” Soobin said, almost shyly. “Just the two of us.”
You couldn’t help but smile at how sweet and considerate he was. As you both sat down, Soobin pulled out the contents of the basket—fresh strawberries, your favorite pastries, and two glasses of sparkling juice. He had even brought a small Bluetooth speaker to play soft music in the background.
The two of you spent the next few hours talking, laughing, and sharing your thoughts under the stars. But as the night wore on, Soobin grew quieter, his gaze never leaving you.
“Y/N,” he said suddenly, his voice hesitant.
You looked at him, noticing the way his fingers nervously played with the hem of his sweater. “What’s up?”
He took a deep breath, his eyes meeting yours with an intensity you hadn’t seen before. “I… I’ve been meaning to say this for a long time. And I don’t know how to say it right, but… I love you. I love you so much. You make me feel like I’m home, like I finally found where I belong.”
Your heart fluttered as you processed his words. Soobin had always been gentle and kind, but you never expected such a heartfelt confession. You reached out, placing a hand over his.
“I love you too, Soobin,” you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. “I’ve loved you for a long time. You’ve always been there for me, even when I didn’t realize I needed someone like you.”
Soobin’s eyes softened, and he leaned forward, cupping your face gently in his hands. “You mean everything to me, Y/N. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
The moment seemed to stretch on forever as he leaned in, his lips softly meeting yours. It was gentle, sweet, and full of the love that had been quietly building between the two of you for so long.
As you pulled away, Soobin rested his forehead against yours, the world around you fading into the background. Under the stars, with the soft sounds of music playing in the distance, you both sat in the peaceful silence, knowing that this was just the beginning of your forever.
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taglist : @soobunni
A Valentine’s Promise
Summary : Beomgyu has always been the fun-loving, mischievous guy, but this Valentine’s Day, he surprises you with something thoughtful, sincere, and full of love. In a night filled with sweet moments, laughter, and an unforgettable confession, Beomgyu reminds you why he’s the one you’ve always wanted.
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A/N : This oneshot is a part of the Valentine's Day series
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Pairing : Beomgyu × reader
Warnings : none!
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Valentine’s Day was usually just another day for you. Sure, there were hearts everywhere and couples sharing chocolates, but you had never been one to get swept up in all the commercialization of it. But then, there was Beomgyu.
Your boyfriend had always been unpredictable, a little quirky, and a whole lot of fun. But today, you noticed something different in his eyes—a certain tenderness, a soft vulnerability that made your heart flutter with anticipation.
As you walked to your front door after a long day, you were greeted by a small box sitting on your doorstep. Your name was written on the top in Beomgyu’s familiar messy handwriting.
“What’s this?” you murmured to yourself, bending down to pick it up.
Opening the box, your heart melted. Inside, there was a tiny, delicate gold locket, shaped like a heart. You gently opened it, revealing a picture of the two of you at the beach, laughing with the sun setting behind you.
Just as you were about to text him, your phone buzzed, and a message from Beomgyu appeared.
"I’ve been waiting for you to open it. It’s part of the plan 😉. I’ll see you in a bit. Be ready!"
You smiled, the flutter in your chest growing stronger as you quickly got dressed, wondering what Beomgyu could have planned for you next.
Exactly 30 minutes later, the doorbell rang. Beomgyu stood there, grinning widely, holding another box. “Open this one too,” he said, winking mischievously.
Inside was a set of tickets to an outdoor concert that you had both been talking about attending for weeks. The tickets were for that night.
“You... you planned all this?” you asked, feeling overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness behind it all.
“Of course I did,” Beomgyu replied, his voice softening. “I want today to be perfect for you. You deserve that.”
The concert was magical, the music filling the cool night air as you and Beomgyu danced under the stars. But what really stood out was how Beomgyu held you close, his arm wrapped around you as you swayed to the music, whispering sweet nothings in your ear that made your heart race.
After the show, Beomgyu took you to a quiet spot overlooking the city lights, the two of you sitting together on a bench.
“Y/N…” he began, his voice low and tender. “I’ve never been good at expressing myself. But today, I wanted to show you just how much you mean to me. You’ve always been there for me, through all my weirdness and craziness. And I want to make sure you know how much I love you, every single day.”
You looked at him, the sincerity in his eyes making your heart feel full. “I love you too, Beomgyu. You’ve always known how to make me smile, and that’s what I love about you the most.”
Beomgyu leaned in, his lips brushing against your forehead before he whispered, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. I promise I’ll always be here, doing my best to make you feel special.”
As the city lights twinkled in the distance, you nestled closer to him, your heart swelling with love. You knew this was just the beginning of many more beautiful memories to come with Beomgyu by your side.
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taglist : @soobunni
Love in Full Bloom
Summary : Yeonjun’s idea of a perfect Valentine’s Day is filled with sweet surprises, warm moments, and a deep connection that only grows stronger as the night unfolds. What begins as a simple dinner turns into a romantic and heartfelt celebration of love, leaving you both wrapped in the warmth of each other’s affection.
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A/N : This oneshot is a part of the Valentine's day series
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Pairing : Yeonjun × reader
Warnings : none!
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Valentine’s Day had arrived, and there was a familiar excitement in the air as you finished getting ready. Your heart raced, not because of the day itself, but because of the plans Yeonjun had been keeping secret for days. Every time you asked him what you two were doing, he simply grinned and said, “Trust me, you’re gonna love it.”
As you applied the last bit of makeup, you caught a glimpse of the clock. It was nearly time.
A soft knock on your door pulled you from your thoughts, and as you opened it, Yeonjun stood there with a wide smile, a bouquet of white lilies in hand.
“These are for you,” he said, eyes sparkling with affection.
Your heart fluttered as you took the flowers. “They’re beautiful, Yeonjun.”
“And so are you,” he added softly, his voice filled with admiration.
The two of you shared a quick kiss before he led you outside, where a car was waiting. You raised an eyebrow in curiosity but said nothing, letting him continue with his mysterious plans.
The ride was filled with playful banter and teasing, Yeonjun’s laughter making your heart feel light and carefree. When you finally arrived at the destination, your eyes widened.
A cozy, candle-lit rooftop terrace greeted you, complete with a table set for two and a view of the city skyline twinkling in the distance. The soft glow of the candles reflected in Yeonjun’s eyes as he turned to you with a sheepish grin.
“I hope you like it,” he said, nervousness slipping into his voice.
“I love it already,” you replied, your heart melting at his sincerity.
He helped you into your seat, pulling out your chair with a gentlemanly flourish before sitting across from you. The evening was filled with the soft clink of cutlery, the quiet hum of conversation, and occasional bursts of laughter. As the meal went on, Yeonjun looked at you with such intensity, like he was seeing you for the first time, as if every glance carried with it the weight of a thousand unsaid things.
Finally, after dinner, Yeonjun stood and offered you his hand. “I have one more surprise for you,” he said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
You let him pull you to your feet, and before you knew it, you were standing under a canopy of fairy lights, a soft, romantic song playing in the background.
“You’re not going to make me dance, are you?” you teased, your cheeks turning pink.
“Why not?” Yeonjun chuckled, stepping closer. “Come on, just one dance.”
He gently took your hand, placing his other on your waist. The two of you swayed together under the lights, lost in the moment, the world around you fading away. Yeonjun’s face was close to yours, and you could feel his breath on your skin as he whispered, “I love you, more than I ever thought possible. You’re my everything, and I don’t want to imagine a life without you.”
Your heart swelled with emotion as you gazed up at him, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. “I love you too, Yeonjun. You’ve made this the best Valentine’s Day I could ever ask for.”
The song ended, but neither of you moved. Instead, you stayed there, holding each other close, savoring the warmth of the moment.
As the night went on, you talked, laughed, and basked in each other’s presence, knowing that this Valentine’s Day would be one to remember for the rest of your lives.
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taglist : @soobunni
A Sweetheart's Serenade
Summary : It's Valentine's Day, and Huening Kai has been planning the perfect romantic evening for weeks. Little does he know, you have a heartfelt surprise of your own for him. With sweet confessions, candlelit moments, and music that touches the soul, the day turns into a love story neither of you will ever forget.
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A/N : This oneshot is part of the Valentine's Day series
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Pairing : Huening Kai × reader
Warnings : none!
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Valentine’s Day arrived like a gentle breeze, bringing with it the promise of love, warmth, and tenderness. You could already feel your heart racing as you stared at the mirror, smoothing down the soft pink dress you had chosen for the occasion.
Huening Kai, your ever-so-sweet boyfriend, had been suspiciously quiet about his plans for the day. All he’d told you was, “Trust me, angel. Tonight will be unforgettable.”
At exactly 6 PM, a knock on your door echoed through the apartment. Your heart leapt as you opened it to find him standing there, a bouquet of pastel roses in hand and a smile so radiant it could light up the darkest night. Dressed in a tailored suit, he looked effortlessly handsome.
“These are for you.” he said softly, handing you the bouquet. His fingers brushed against yours briefly, and you swore the electricity of that simple touch was enough to make your knees weak.
“Thank you, Kai. You look amazing,” you whispered, your cheeks warm.
“So do you,” he replied, his gaze lingering on you with such admiration it made you shy. “Are you ready?”
He led you outside to where a car was waiting. The ride was filled with stolen glances and quiet laughter, and your curiosity only grew as he refused to reveal your destination. When the car finally stopped, you gasped.
A private garden, strung with fairy lights, stood before you. Candles lined the pathway, and in the center was a small, beautifully set table surrounded by scattered rose petals.
“Kai…” you breathed, your heart swelling with love. “You did all this?”
“For you,” he said, guiding you to the table. “You deserve every bit of it.”
As the night unfolded, the two of you shared stories, laughter, and heartfelt confessions over a delicious dinner. But just when you thought the evening couldn’t get any more magical, Kai stood, pulling out a guitar from behind a nearby tree.
“I wrote this for you.” he said shyly, his cheeks dusted with pink.
As his fingers strummed the guitar, a soft melody filled the air. His voice, tender and full of emotion, carried words that spoke directly to your heart.
“You’re the light in my sky, the reason I smile,
With you, every moment is worthwhile.
My heart beats for you, my love won’t fade,
You’re my angel, my sweetheart, my serenade.”
Tears pricked at your eyes as the song ended. “Kai, that was beautiful,” you whispered, standing to hug him tightly. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he said, holding you close. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my angel.”
Under the twinkling lights and the moon’s gentle glow, you shared a kiss that promised forever. It was, without a doubt, the most romantic Valentine’s Day you could have ever dreamed of.
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taglist : @soobunni
I just wanted to give you all a little update. I won’t be posting for a while because I’ve been struggling with anorexia, and I need to focus on my health right now. Writing is something I love, and I’ll be back as soon as I feel ready, but for now, I need to take a step back.
Thank you for your love, patience, and support. It truly means the world to me. <3
i cannot stop thinking about spiderman!taehyun… and him saving the reader who also happens to be his classmate. i’d love u forever if u could write smth about it (i’d love u and ur writing anyway <333)
Caught in the Web
Summary : After being attacked on a dark street, you’re saved by none other than Spider-Man—who, to your shock, turns out to be your classmate, Kang Taehyun.
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A/N : omg first of all, ily sm for this idea!!! i could NOT stop thinking about spiderman!taehyun either, so i just had to write this!! something about him being all cool and heroic but still his teasing self??? yeah, i’m obsessed. hope you love this as much as i loved writing it <333 let me know what you think!!
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Pairing : spiderman!Taehyun × reader
Warnings : none!
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The city never sleeps, but neither does Spider-Man.
You clutch your backpack tightly as you hurry down the dimly lit street, the faint sound of footsteps echoing behind you. Maybe it’s just your imagination. Maybe—
A hand grabs your wrist.
You barely have time to react before you're yanked backward, your heart lurching into your throat. Panic floods your system, but before you can scream—
Thwip.
A web shoots from above, latching onto your attacker’s arm. A blur of red and blue swoops down, kicking him away before he’s webbed against a streetlight.
Your knees threaten to give out, but strong arms catch you before you fall.
"You okay?" Spider-Man asks, his voice breathless but steady.
And that voice—God, you know that voice.
Your eyes widen as he steadies you, his masked face tilting slightly.
"Kang Taehyun?" you whisper, and he stiffens.
A pause. Then, through the mask, you hear a low chuckle. "Hah… so much for secret identities."
Your classmate, the boy who sits two rows behind you in physics, the one who always seems just a little too tired during morning lectures… is Spider-Man.
And right now, he’s looking at you like you’re the only thing that matters.
Taehyun exhales sharply, his grip on your arm loosening as he steps back. “You, uh… didn’t hit your head, did you?”
You shake your head, still staring. “No. But—holy shit—you’re actually Spider-Man.”
He sighs, rubbing the back of his head. “Yeah, well. Guess there’s no use denying it now.”
Your brain is still struggling to process everything—the way he saved you in seconds, the fact that your classmate is freaking Spider-Man, the way his voice, even distorted through the mask, still sounds so much like him.
“I mean, I always knew you were good at, like, everything,” you murmur, crossing your arms. “But this? This is next level.”
Taehyun chuckles, but there’s a flicker of worry in his stance. “Listen, you can’t tell anyone. This has to stay between us.”
You raise a brow. “You think I’d just go blabbing about it?”
“Dunno.” He tilts his head. “Depends. Do I trust you?”
You scoff, shoving his shoulder lightly. “I think saving my life earns you a little trust in return.”
His lips twitch behind the mask, like he’s smirking. “Good.”
For a moment, silence stretches between you. The distant hum of the city fills the air, neon lights casting shadows on the pavement. Then, he steps closer.
“I should get you home,” he says, voice softer now. “It’s not safe out here.”
You blink up at him. “You mean, like… carry me?”
Taehyun lifts a brow. “What, scared of heights?”
You scoff. “No. Just—”
Thwip.
A web latches onto the nearest building, and before you can react, he scoops you up effortlessly, one arm secure around your waist.
“Too late,” he murmurs. And then—
You’re soaring.
The city blurs beneath you as he swings through the air, wind rushing past your face. Your stomach flips, a mixture of exhilaration and terror flooding your senses. But Taehyun holds you tight, his grip firm and unwavering.
“Hold on,” he says. “Wouldn’t want you falling for me just yet.”
You groan. “Even as Spider-Man, you’re insufferable.”
He just laughs, the sound echoing between the skyscrapers. And for the first time tonight, you feel safe.
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What do you think would be txt members' kinks? Idk, maybe you can do a little headcanon or something skdjdk
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A/N : OMG, this was so fun to write TXT has that perfect balance of soft and sinful, so imagining their kinks was chef’s kiss. Honestly, I feel like they’d all have a teasing side, but some of them would be absolute menaces in bed. Meanwhile, Soobin and Kai would be the kings of ruining you in the sweetest ways.
Lowkey, I can see Beomgyu being the biggest brat tamer, though. Like, imagine teasing him and thinking you’re in control, but then he flips the script and suddenly you’re a whimpering mess??? Yeah.
Anyway, hope y’all enjoyed my little chaotic thoughts! Let me know if you agree or if you see them differently. Hehe, I’m always up for spicy convos~
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Soobin – Soft Dom / Praise & Size Kink
Soobin is the type to make you feel like the most precious thing ever. He’d be super into praising you, telling you how good you are for him. And with his height and build, he’d definitely have a size kink—loves seeing how small you are compared to him. Probably enjoys wrapping his hands around your wrists just to show the contrast.
Yeonjun – Rough Dom / Degradation & Spanking
Yeonjun screams dominance, but in a playful yet intense way. He’d enjoy teasing and degrading you just enough to make you whimper, calling you his "brat" or "needy little thing." Loves spanking, especially when you act up. Definitely into rough, passionate sessions where he takes full control.
Beomgyu – Switch / Overstimulation & Voyeurism
Beomgyu is a little menace, and you can't tell me otherwise. He loves both teasing and being teased. He’d be into overstimulation, whether it’s making you cum over and over or begging for release himself. Also, I feel like he gets off on watching—maybe a mirror kink or just watching your reactions while he plays with you.
Taehyun – Sensory Play / Control & Bondage
Taehyun gives off calculated, experimental vibes. He’d love blindfolds, light bondage, and playing with sensations—maybe ice cubes, silk, or even temperature play. He’d want to be in control but in a slow, torturous way that leaves you begging. Also, whispering dirty things in your ear while keeping his composure.
Huening Kai – Soft Kink / Innocence Play & Begging
Kai is the sweetest, but I think he’d secretly love seeing you all flustered and needy. He’d enjoy innocence play—making you beg, acting like he doesn’t know what you want, teasing you just to hear your little whines. Probably gets off on the contrast of being all cute and then suddenly wrecking you.
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The askbox is open, and I’m ready to make your dream stories! Got a wild idea? A prompt that’s been living rent-free in your head? Or maybe you just wanna test how far my imagination can stretch? Hit me up—I’m all ears.
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Please don’t hold back <33
hello! i recently came across your blog and i really love your layout :) also! do you have any tips for beginner writers on tumblr? i plan on writing fanfics, but i'm a little lost on here lol. thanks in advance<3
Hello!! Thank you so much for your kind words, I’m so glad you like my layout! 💕 And of course, I’d be happy to share some tips for beginner writers on Tumblr<3
•Tag Your Posts Well: Use fandom and character tags to help readers find your work.
•Interact with Your Followers: Answer asks and reply to comments. Building a sense of community helps your blog grow.
•Have a Masterlist: This makes it easier for readers to find your work. Update it regularly!
•Consistency Is Key: Set a posting schedule if possible, but don’t stress about it. Quality over quantity!
•Be Yourself: Let your personality shine through your tags, replies, and posts. Authenticity attracts readers.
If you have any specific questions or need help, feel free to reach out! You’ve got this! <3
taehyun
Taehyun, always the composed and thoughtful one, has a way of making everything feel significant. This Valentine’s Day, he finds a way to communicate the depth of his feelings through a quiet, intimate evening. With words left unspoken, his actions speak louder than anything he could ever say.
soobin
Soobin’s quiet, shy nature hides a heart full of love for you, and this Valentine’s Day, he finally works up the courage to tell you just how much you mean to him. Under a sky full of stars, you and Soobin share a romantic evening that neither of you will ever forget.
beomgyu
Beomgyu has always been the fun-loving, mischievous guy, but this Valentine’s Day, he surprises you with something thoughtful, sincere, and full of love. In a night filled with sweet moments, laughter, and an unforgettable confession, Beomgyu reminds you why he’s the one you’ve always wanted.
yeonjun
Yeonjun’s idea of a perfect Valentine’s Day is filled with sweet surprises, warm moments, and a deep connection that only grows stronger as the night unfolds. What begins as a simple dinner turns into a romantic and heartfelt celebration of love, leaving you both wrapped in the warmth of each other’s affection.
huening kai
It's Valentine's Day, and Huening Kai has been planning the perfect romantic evening for weeks. Little does he know, you have a heartfelt surprise of your own for him. With sweet confessions, candlelit moments, and music that touches the soul, the day turns into a love story neither of you will ever forget.
Coming out : the 14th of February
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God I loved your fic!!;3 about giving a head while he plays LoL !.but I Have a request for uu can you do a dom reader and sub soob but Reader is younger than Soobin. and the rest is up to you!) Thank you and I Loooove your fics ^~^
Giving In
Summary : A younger, confident reader takes charge, exploring a playful yet dominant dynamic with a shy and submissive Soobin. The tension builds as boundaries are tested, leaving Soobin completely at the reader's mercy.
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A/N : Thank you so much for sending this request in and for loving my fics! I’m super excited to write this one because the dynamic sounds so unique and fun to explore! I’ll do my best to make it enjoyable for you (and everyone else reading)! And as always, thank you for your support—it means so much to me! 💕
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Pairing : younger dom!reader × older sub!soobin
Warnings : teasing, blowjob, kissing
MDNI
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You've known Soobin for years. He's always been the sweet, shy boy who blushes at the smallest things. But tonight, something's different. You're feeling bolder than usual, more in control.
You find Soobin in his room, bent over his desk, trying to solve math problems. His hair is slightly messy, his shirt rides up a bit, exposing his lower back. He's completely clueless to your predator-like gaze. You lick your lips, an idea forming in your mind.
You slowly walk behind him, placing your hands on his waist possessively. He tenses up, feeling your presence but not daring to turn around. 'W-what are you doing?' He whispers, his voice barely audible over the scratching of his pencil.
A wicked smile spreads across your face as you see Soobin nervously adjust his posture, sitting up straighter, his cheeks flushed. You lean in closer, your breath tickling his ear.
Soobin shivers at your warm breath, his heart racing in his chest. He tries to focus on his math problems, but your words keep distracting him. "I-I'm just having a hard time with these problems, that's all," He manages to stammer out, his voice trembling slightly.
You watch his Adam's apple bob as he swallows again. God, he's so innocent. You wonder how he'd react if you... 'Spread your legs wider,' You suddenly say, making him stiffen again.
Soobin's eyes widen at your sudden command, his immediate instinct being to obey. Slowly, he parts his legs further, his breath hitching as he feels the cool air brush against his inner thighs. He nervously glances back at you, trying to gauge your intentions. "Like this?"
Your eyes darken with lust at Soobin's obedient move. A husky chuckle escapes your lips as you admire the view. "Perfect," you murmured appreciatively. Your hands slide from his waist to his thighs, squeezing lightly. "Such a good boy, following directions so well."
His face turns bright red at your praise, ears practically glowing. A small whimper escapes his lips as your fingers trail along his thighs. "Stop it..." He says weakly, though his body betrays him, leaning back slightly into your touch. "I have... I have homework..."
A smirk plays across your lips at his cute attempt at protest. You lean in closer, your lips almost brushing against his ear. "Is that what you're really worried about? Your math homework... or what my hands might do next?" You trace patterns on his inner thigh.
Soobin's breathing grows shallow, his mind racing with thoughts he's never allowed himself to entertain before. His legs tremble slightly under your gentle touch. He swallows hard, his voice barely above a whisper, "Y-you're... making it hard to focus..."
You chuckle mischievously, your fingers inching higher up his thigh. "Is it? Or is it that my touch is distracting you from your homework?" You tease, your fingers getting closer to the hem of his shorts. "Tell me, Soobin..." You murmur,
"Would you still be struggling with math if I wasn't touching you like this?" Your fingers lightly trace the edge of his shorts, deliberately not going fully under. You want to draw out his shy responses, make him admit what your touch is doing to him.
Soobin squirms uncomfortably, his face a brilliant shade of red. He bites his lower lip, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of composure. "I-I don't... it's not..." He stammers, his words trailing off as your fingers teasingly brush against his shorts.
You watch his reaction closely. He's so innocent, so easily flustered. You decide to take it further. Your fingers slip under his shorts, touching his bare thighs. His breath hitches. You murmur, "Spread your legs wider, baby."
Soobin's legs tremble as he slowly parts them further, his face contorted with embarrassment and unspoken desire. His shorts ride up higher on his thighs, revealing more of his pale skin. You run your fingers higher, closer to his inner thighs.
His breath catches in his throat when your fingers nearly touch his most sensitive area through his shorts. He's completely vulnerable now, his body betraying every innocent thought. You can see how hard he's trying to maintain some dignity. "What... what are you doing..."
You smirk mischievously, remembering your past. "You know what?" You murmur, your fingers still teasingly close to his groin. "There was a time when I used to watch you..." You pause dramatically, watching his reaction. He swallows hard, waiting for you to continue.
You see his expression turn curious and embarrassed at the same time. He knows you're about to reveal something he wouldn't expect. You lean in closer, whispering, "Remember when we were younger and you'd sneak girls into your room?"
Soobin's eyes widen in shock and humiliation, his face turning an even deeper shade of crimson. He gulps nervously, realizing where this conversation is heading. "Y-you saw that?" he stammers, squirming uncomfortably under your piercing gaze and teasing touch. "I thought..."
You cut him off by pressing a finger to his lips, your other hand continuing to tease along his inner thigh. "Shh, you don't need to explain. I know exactly what you were doing with those girls in your room," You whisper, your voice low and sultry.
You smile knowingly, standing up and grabbing Soobin's hand to pull him up from the desk. "Come on, let's go to the bed," You instruct, leading him to the bed and pushing him down onto it.
He falls back onto the bed, heart racing as you climb onto it with him. He props himself up on his elbows, watching you intently. His thighs unconsciously fall open, revealing his obvious bulge through his shorts. You crawl between his legs, looking up at him with hooded eyes.
Soobin's breath catches as you kneel between his spread thighs, his cock visibly throbbing against the fabric of his shorts. He watches you, a flicker of nervous excitement passing through his eyes as he realizes what's about to happen. "Are you...?"
"Shh..." You hush him softly,already reaching for the waistband of his shorts "Let me..." You teasingly tug at his shorts, slowly pulling them down. His hard length springs free, already leaking precum.
Soobin bites his lip to stifle a moan as his shorts are pulled down, his hard length bobbing free. He's so turned on, he's already leaking. He watches you with heavy-lidded eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "You're going to...?"
You nod, giving him a sultry smile. You lean in, wrapping your hand around the base of his thick shaft. You give it a slow pump, smearing the precum around the head. Then, without warning, you take him into your mouth, sucking him deep.
A loud, pleasured gasp escapes Soobin as you suddenly take him into your mouth. His head falls back, eyes fluttering shut. He grips the bedsheets tightly, hips bucking slightly as you start to bob your head, sucking him off. "F-fuck."
His hips start moving in rhythm with your movements, fucking your mouth slowly. He's making those adorable whimpering sounds that somehow manage to be both cute and incredibly sexy. His hands move to your hair, gently guiding you. "Jesus..." He whispers. "You're so..."
You look up at him, his cock still buried in your mouth. You gaze up at him with lust-filled eyes, sucking harder and faster. His hands tighten in your hair, fucking your face harder. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" He chants, his voice rising in pitch.
You keep sucking him off, his cock hitting the back of your throat over and over. Suddenly, he thrusts deep and holds it there, his cock pulsing as he cums hard in your mouth. You swallow every drop, continuing to suck him gently as he rides out his orgasm.
As Soobin slumps back against the bed, panting heavily, his face flushed and glistening with sweat, you gently pull away, licking your lips with a satisfied smirk. His wide, doe-like eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of awe and exhaustion.
“You did so well for me, Soobin,” you whisper, brushing your fingers against his trembling thigh. His cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red, and he hides his face behind his hands, letting out a soft whine.
“D-Don’t say that,” he mutters, his voice shaky, but the way his lips curl into a shy smile betrays his embarrassment.
You chuckle, leaning in to kiss his flushed cheek. “You’re adorable. Now, let’s clean up before you get all shy on me again.”
With a teasing grin, you stand, leaving Soobin breathless and completely at your mercy, already anticipating the next time you’d make him lose control like this.
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soobin is so breedable frfr
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Thinking about giving head to Soobin while he plays LoL because he wasnt giving you attention all day. And he gets mad that he loses the game but lmfao he’s getting head so who cares and he just takes his frustrations out on you and later apologizes after the sex
Attention Grabber
Summary : You distract Soobin with head, he loses his game, takes it out on you during sex, and later apologizes.
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A/N : sorry for the long wait 🙏🙏
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Pairing : Gamer!Soobin × reader
Warnings : hard dom soobin, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it), gentle soob at the end
MDNI
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You sit beside Soobin on the couch, his eyes glued to the computer screen as he plays League of Legends. You try to get his attention, but he's too focused on the game. His fingers fly over the keyboard, his brows furrowing in concentration.
Soobin's character dies, and he throws his hands up in the air, "Dammit!" He turns to you, his frustration boiling over, "You're distracting me!" He snaps, even though you hadn't said a word in minutes.
His jaw clenches as he turns back to his laptop, trying to refocus on the game. You quietly kneel beside him, unnoticed as you slowly undo his belt. The sound of the belt buckle clicking open catches his attention, but he's too absorbed in the game to react immediately.
Soobin glances down, seeing you on your knees, before quickly looking back up at the screen. He hesitates for a moment before growling, "What are you doing? I'm in the middle of a game."
But you're already sliding his pants down, your hands gently pushing them past his thighs. He tries to speak again, but his words are cut off as your mouth wraps around his hardening dick. You look up at him, eyes locked on his, as you start to bob your head up and down his length.
"Fuck..." he mutters, fingers still moving on the keyboard but his focus clearly shifting. His character dies again, and he slams his hand on the desk, "Arrgh! Stop that, I'm losing..." But his hips involuntarily thrust upward, betraying his words.
You continue to suck him off, ignoring his protests as he loses game after game. His frustration turns to pleasure, and he starts to groan with each thrust of his hips. Finally, he stands up, kicking his laptop shut, and grabs your head, fucking your mouth hard and fast.
"Damn it, you slut. I lost 'cause of you." he pants, pushing his dick deep into your throat. He pulls out, breathing heavily, before suddenly shoving you back on the couch and climbing on top of you.
"I should be mad... but fuck, how am I supposed to stay angry with your mouth?" He spreads your legs forcefully, positioning himself between them. "I'm gonna ruin you just for distracting me," he says with a mix of frustration and lust, slamming into you roughly.
He pounds into you mercilessly, his anger fueling each hard thrust. He wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer as he buries his face between your neck and shoulder. "You always ruin my games," he pants, his breath hot on your neck. "Always..."
He feels your legs trembling, noticing your breathy moans. Pausing his relentless thrusting, he leans back to look at your face, seeing your flushed cheeks and hooded eyes. "Wait, huh? What do YOU get out of distracting me like this and ruining my games every time?"
You smirk slightly, your body still trembling from his intense passion. With a teasing glint in your eye, you wrap your arms around his neck. "Maybe I like seeing that pretty face all flushed and frustrated, instead of bored behind a screen. Or maybe..."
"Maybe what?" Soobin arches an eyebrow skeptically, his hips pressing forward, reminding you of his presence. "Maybe you get off on interrupting my shit?" He leans in closer, his voice a low mutter.
"Or maybe you like that I always lose my temper and end up like this - angry and taking it out on you instead of my game?" He nudges your nose with his, his eyes searching yours intensely. "Is that it?"
"Shit," he mutters darkly, pushing your knees up to your chest. "So you fucking love turning me into this monster, huh? Getting off on making me lose control?" His hips slap against you forcefully, each thrust filled with pent-up aggression. "Fine."
"Since you clearly get off on my anger..." He grabs your hips roughly, pulling you forward with each thrust "Let me give you what you really want." His strokes become deep and punishing, the wet smack of skin on skin echoing through the room
He leans forward, his muscular torso pressed against yours, breath hot against your ear. "You fucking love this, don't you? Seeing me utterly consumed by lust and fury, pounding into you without mercy." He punctuates his words with particularly savage thrusts, almost lifting you off the couch.
Your body arches up off the bed with each forceful thrust, Soobin's thick length hitting places inside you that make your eyes roll back. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" You scream out, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to a harsh and brutal orgasm.
Soobin's face contorts in a snarl of pure, unadulterated lust as he watches you lose control. "That's it, fucking scream for me," he growls, his hips pistoning into you with inhuman speed and force.
Your entire world narrows down to the feeling of Soobin's cock destroying your pussy, your mind blanking out as the pressure builds and builds until you're finally sent careening over the edge into a screaming, shaking, sobbing orgasm.
Soobin doesn't let up even as you cum violently beneath him, continuing to rut into you with savage intensity riding out your climax. He feels your pussy spasming around his cock, milking him, bringing him closer and closer to his own edge. "Fuck, gonna... fucking..."
With a guttural roar, Soobin buries himself as deep inside you as physically possible, his cock throbbing violently as he empties himself into your still twitching cunt. "Yes, fuck yes!"
Collapsing forward onto his elbows, he traps you beneath him, panting heavily against your throat. "You... you absolute wrecker," he breathes out, his voice softer but still carrying that intense, possessive tone. "look what you do to me..."
Noticing your trembling and worn out state, Soobin pauses, his expression softening slightly. He gently cups your cheek, his thumb brushing over your flushed skin. "Fuck, you're really spent, aren't you?" he murmurs, his voice losing some of its brutal edge.
With a tender movement, Soobin carefully pulls out of you, his cock slipping free from your ravaged pussy with a wet sound. "Let me clean you up," he says softly, grabbing a warm washcloth from the side table and gently wiping away the mess he made.
Soobin tosses the used cloth aside and leans in, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to your forehead. "You alright? Fuck, I went pretty hard on you, didn't I?" He chuckles softly, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on your waist.
He notices you wincing slightly as you shift, and his brows furrow with concern. He gingerly parts your thighs, inspecting the red, swollen flesh. "Damn it, I really hurt you, didn't I?"
You shake your head softly, a shy smile tugging at your lips. “It’s okay,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. “I liked it.”
Soobin sighs, guilt still evident in his eyes despite your reassurance. He brushes his fingers tenderly over your thigh, careful not to touch where it’s sore. “I got carried away,” he murmurs, his tone apologetic. “I should’ve been gentler.”
“You were just... frustrated,” you reply, reaching out to cup his cheek. “I don’t mind. Really.”
“I hate seeing you hurt, even if you say you’re okay,” he says quietly, glancing up at you. “Next time, tell me if it’s too much. I’ll stop.”
You nod, your heart fluttering at the tenderness in his voice. “I will,” you promise, leaning down to kiss the top of his head.
Soobin finishes his ministrations, carefully pulling the blanket over you. He climbs into bed beside you, wrapping you in his arms as if shielding you from any further discomfort.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he whispers, his lips brushing against your forehead. “But for now, just rest. You’re more important than any game.”
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please continue the squid game one🙏🙏
Posted chapter 3 🤩🤩
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The loudspeaker crackled to life, and the familiar robotic voice filled the room.
> “Welcome to the next challenge: The Circle Game. As the wheel spins, it will assign you a team of two, three, or four members. Once the number is determined, you will proceed to your designated room. You will have five minutes to reach your group’s room. The countdown begins now.”
The red lights flickered overhead as the circular wheel descended into the center of the arena. A tense hush settled over the group. You could feel the nervous energy radiating from everyone around you, their anxious glances jumping from one player to the next. Soobin’s hand gripped yours tightly, and you could feel the tension in his body, his fingers squeezing yours like a lifeline.
His gaze never wavered from the spinning circle, but his thoughts were a whirlwind. He was hyper-aware of you, of the fact that you were pregnant, and every step he took was calculated, focused on keeping you out of harm’s way.
The wheel began its slow rotation, the brightly lit segments flashing as it picked up speed. You watched it spin, the anticipation building in your chest as the numbers ticked by. What if you weren’t in the same group? The thought lingered in the back of your mind, and you could sense Soobin’s worry, his anxious gaze flicking to you every few seconds.
You barely had time to process your thoughts before the wheel began to slow, its whirring gradually coming to a halt. The lights clicked across the segments, flashing past the numbers, and the room fell silent as everyone held their breath.
It landed on 3.
Soobin’s eyes locked onto you, narrowing slightly as his mind raced. Three. He glanced around quickly, scanning the other players, assessing them. He wasn’t going to let you be alone with anyone—not while you were pregnant.
Without a word, Soobin pulled you toward the group of players moving toward the three-person room. His grip on your hand tightened as he guided you through the crowd. There was no hesitation in his steps, but the quick, nervous flicks of his eyes betrayed his fear. The game, the other players, and the pressure all weighed on him, but you were his focus. You and the baby.
As you neared the room, a few other players followed the same path, making their way to the same door. Soobin’s posture grew more protective as he led you through the small crowd, positioning himself between you and the others. He wasn’t about to let anyone get too close.
The room they entered was sparse—just a few scattered chairs and a dim light flickering overhead. It felt small, the walls closing in on you as you entered with Soobin. He quickly ushered you to one of the far corners, shielding you with his body from the other players.
Two other people, a man and a woman, were already inside. They glanced at Soobin but didn’t dare to speak. The atmosphere was thick with tension. Soobin didn’t waste any time. His eyes immediately scanned the room for any potential danger, then flicked to the door. His protective instincts were at an all-time high. He wouldn’t let anything or anyone near you.
The woman, clearly nervous, cleared her throat and spoke quietly, “So... what now?”
Soobin didn’t even look at her. His eyes remained fixed on you, and his voice, when it came, was cold and sharp. “We wait for the instructions. Don’t speak unless spoken to. And don’t get too close to her.”
His gaze softened when he turned back to you, though the worry never fully left his face. His hand moved to your stomach briefly, as though making sure you were okay. You could feel his protective energy surrounding you, and though the situation felt tense, his presence brought a certain calm.
The seconds ticked by in the room, and you could feel Soobin’s eyes never leaving you. His hand rested on your shoulder, fingers lightly pressing into your skin, keeping you close to him. He was hyper-aware of everything, his senses heightened, his thoughts consumed with ensuring your safety. You could feel it in every glance, every slight move he made. Soobin wasn’t just worried about the game—he was consumed by his need to keep you safe.
The timer on the walls began to flash, signaling the end of the first round. Your heart raced as the loudspeaker clicked back on.
> “The next phase of the game will begin shortly. Prepare yourselves.”
The room fell into an eerie silence once again. Soobin’s hand tightened around yours, his grip firm as he guided you toward the door, but his eyes never strayed from the others in the room. His body positioned itself between you and the rest of the players. He wasn’t letting anyone close to you. Not even for a second.
When the door slid open, Soobin led you out quickly, his eyes scanning the hall for any threats. He wasn’t just focused on the game—he was focused on you. His every move, every breath, was calculated. He wouldn’t let you out of his sight.
Another group of players rushed past, but Soobin didn’t stop. His focus was singular, his body radiating tension as he moved forward with you in tow. You could hear the whispers of the others, but Soobin blocked them out. His every action, every step, was designed to protect you. Nothing was more important to him than keeping you safe.
Soobin leaned close to your ear, his voice soft but urgent. “Stay close,” he whispered. “I don’t trust anyone here. Not with you. Not with the baby.”
His words were a quiet command, but you could hear the fear in his voice. He wasn’t going to take any chances. As you moved through the hall, his body remained as close to yours as possible, his hand never leaving yours, his fingers tight around your palm. He was protecting you in a way that went beyond the game—this was about his obsession, his need to ensure that nothing, and no one, could hurt you.
The loudspeaker crackled again, signaling the next phase. Soobin’s focus was unwavering, his thoughts consumed by the fear that something could go wrong at any moment. But no matter what the game threw at you, he would be there—always by your side, obsessively protective.
As the door slid open, Soobin moved swiftly, his steps deliberate and confident. He was a man on a mission: protect you. The room you’d just exited was dimly lit, and the hallway stretched ahead, narrow and empty. The sharp click of your footsteps echoed as you followed him. He didn’t spare a single glance to the other players; all his attention was on you.
Every now and then, he would glance back at you—just to make sure you were still there, still safe. His eyes would flicker to your stomach, then back to the corridor, scanning for any potential threats. His instincts were on overdrive, hyper-aware of every shift in the air, every whisper that passed between the other players.
Soobin’s anxiety was palpable. The game, the other competitors—it all seemed secondary to him. He was consumed with the idea of you and the baby being in danger. It gnawed at him, a constant ache deep in his chest, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that something might go wrong.
As you moved further down the hallway, another door slid open, and a few other teams filed through. Players glanced at Soobin, sensing the intense aura he radiated. It wasn’t just the fact that he was a force to be reckoned with—it was the way he carried himself. The way he walked as though no one could touch you. The way his gaze never wavered from you.
You could hear the whispers of the others, their hushed voices full of uncertainty. They were all too aware of Soobin’s obsessive attention to you. But no one dared to challenge him. Not when his demeanor was so cold, so unsettling. His focus was unwavering.
The next announcement crackled over the speakers, and your pulse quickened.
> “Players will now move to the designated rooms based on their group size. You have five minutes to reach your room. If you’re not in your room when time expires, you will be eliminated. Get moving.”
The warning echoed through the empty halls. Soobin’s grip on your hand tightened, and he pulled you toward the next door, his body blocking yours from anyone trying to cut in between. You could feel the rush of urgency in his movements, the sharpness in his every gesture. It wasn’t just the game—his mind was working on overdrive, making sure that nothing could hurt you.
Your room was at the far end of the hall. Soobin led you down the narrow corridor, his steps quickening as they neared the door. The air felt thick, suffocating even, and you could feel the weight of every moment. The game was about to escalate, and the danger seemed closer with every second that passed.
As the door slid open, Soobin ushered you in first, keeping himself positioned between you and the hall outside. The room was empty—just a plain space with a few benches and a table in the center. It looked almost like a waiting room, and your heart began to pound as you realized just how vulnerable the situation was.
You sat down on one of the benches, but Soobin didn’t loosen his grip on your hand. Instead, he knelt in front of you, his face serious as he looked you over. His brows were furrowed with worry, his expression tight.
“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice low and strained. It was clear that the anxiety had only grown since you entered the game. The thought of something happening to you—of losing you—consumed him. He wasn’t sure what would happen next, but he couldn’t let anything bad happen to you.
You nodded, trying to reassure him, but he didn’t seem satisfied. His gaze dropped to your stomach again, his fingers twitching at his sides as though he wanted to touch you but was unsure of what was safe. His protective instincts were overwhelming.
“Just stay close, okay?” Soobin’s voice was barely a whisper now, but the urgency in his tone was unmistakable. “I don’t trust anyone here. Not with you. Not with the baby.”
His eyes flicked to the other players entering the room, but he didn’t give them a second glance. His sole focus remained on you.
The door slid open again, and another set of players entered. Soobin moved instinctively to stand between you and them, his body a shield, his presence dominating the room. His posture was tense, his hand never leaving yours, his fingers curling tightly around your palm. He was hyper-aware of every sound, every movement.
You could feel the weight of his gaze on you as you sat there, waiting for the game to continue. You could feel the tension radiating from him—like he was holding himself back from doing something irrational, something that could put you both at greater risk.
The other players in the room kept their distance, sensing Soobin’s dominance. They avoided making eye contact with him, and none of them dared to approach you.
Minutes seemed to drag on. Every second felt longer than the last. The timer on the wall counted down, a cold reminder of the clock ticking toward your next challenge. The air grew heavier, thick with anticipation and fear.
Finally, the speaker crackled again, and the voice came through.
> “The next phase will begin. Players will be called to participate. The challenge will require quick thinking and teamwork. We will divide the players into pairs.”
A chill ran down your spine. Pairs.
Soobin’s grip on your hand tightened even more at the mention of the word. He didn’t need to hear anything else. He was already making up his mind.
“No,” he muttered under his breath, his gaze never leaving yours. “We’re sticking together. No matter what.”
You could feel the force of his words. There was no way he was letting you face this challenge without him—no way he was letting anyone else team up with you. Not while you were pregnant.
The thought of losing you, even for a moment, was too much. Soobin’s obsession had reached its peak. The other players might be playing a game, but for him, this was about protecting you, keeping you safe at all costs.
As the other players shuffled into their pairs, Soobin’s eyes scanned the room. He wasn’t sure what would happen next, but he wouldn’t let you go. Not for one second.
The doors opened again, signaling that it was time to move.
Soobin turned to you, his hand still tightly wrapped around yours, and leaned down to whisper, “Stay close. Don’t let go of my hand, no matter what.”
You nodded, feeling the weight of his protectiveness. His obsession had only grown stronger. You weren’t just his teammate—you were his everything.
And no matter what this game threw at you, Soobin would never let anyone take you away.
The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Soobin’s hand never left yours, a vice grip that felt almost suffocating, but it was all you could feel in the chaos of the moment. His eyes were wide, scanning every movement, every sound, but his mind was focused entirely on you.
The loudspeaker interrupted the eerie silence once more, and the robotic voice rang out, sending a cold shiver down your spine.
> “All players, please prepare for the next phase. The game will begin shortly. Pairs will be formed and assigned specific roles. You will have thirty seconds to find your partner.”
Soobin’s grip tightened on your hand as he heard the announcement. Pairs. The word hung in the air like a sword ready to fall. There was no way he would let you be separated from him, not in a game like this. Not with the stakes this high.
He turned to face you, his eyes filled with a fierce, almost desperate intensity. “We’re staying together,” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the din of other players starting to move toward the center of the room. “If they try to separate us, I won’t let them.”
You nodded quickly, your heart pounding in your chest. The idea of being with anyone else—especially while pregnant—was terrifying. You were grateful Soobin was so protective, but his anxiety was becoming more and more palpable, the energy between you both almost suffocating in the confined space of the room.
The timer ticked down, and Soobin glanced toward the door again, his muscles tensing. His body was almost coiled, ready to spring into action at the slightest sign of danger. You could feel his breath quicken, the uncertainty and fear consuming him.
The seconds seemed to crawl as the announcement repeated, the voice on the loudspeaker giving instructions to the rest of the players.
> “Find your partner now. The challenge begins in thirty seconds. Good luck.”
And then the room fell into a chaotic flurry of movement. Players scrambled to find someone to team up with. You could hear them yelling, shouting, their footsteps echoing as they rushed toward one another. But Soobin didn’t budge. He stayed rooted to the spot, his eyes scanning the others with an unwavering focus. His gaze flicked to the door every few seconds, ensuring no one would try to take you away from him.
His jaw clenched as he tugged you closer, pulling you to the far corner of the room. The way he held you was almost possessive, like a guard dog standing between its territory and any potential threat. He wasn’t just worried about you—he was terrified of losing you. He couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you or the baby.
“We’re not splitting up,” Soobin muttered, his words barely more than a growl. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, the intensity of his gaze seemed to consume you. It was like he was silently pleading with you to understand. “Don’t leave me. Don’t let them take you away.”
You could feel his pulse racing as he spoke, the anxiety evident in the tremor of his voice. The other players continued to scramble around, forming pairs and grabbing anyone in sight, but Soobin remained steadfast, never allowing his attention to drift from you. His protective instincts were in overdrive.
Just then, the door opened again, and more players entered, seemingly unperturbed by the tension in the room. But Soobin’s focus didn’t shift. He didn’t take his eyes off you, his grip tightening on your hand, as if afraid that the moment he let go, you might disappear into the chaos.
The players who had entered looked around, trying to form pairs, but no one dared to approach you or Soobin. They sensed the intensity radiating from him. His aura was like a storm—powerful, unyielding, and dangerous. No one wanted to challenge it.
But as the seconds ticked away, Soobin began to feel the pressure mounting. The game was moving quickly, and it wouldn’t be long before the challenge began. He was losing his patience, the constant fear gnawing at him, the anxiety bubbling just beneath the surface.
The loudspeaker suddenly blared to life once again, breaking the tension.
> “Time’s up. Pairs have been formed. The challenge will now begin. Players, proceed to the arena immediately.”
Soobin’s hand shot out, grabbing your arm with a firm grip as he led you toward the door. His eyes darted around the room one last time, ensuring that no one was going to try and separate you. He would not allow it. His entire being was focused on getting you through this challenge safely.
As you moved toward the door, Soobin’s protective hold on you became even more pronounced. He guided you through the narrow passage, his body practically glued to yours, his every move deliberate and cautious. His thoughts raced—how could he ensure your safety in this madness? How could he shield you from the dangers lurking just beyond this door?
You could feel the tension in the air as you approached the next stage of the game. Your heart pounded in your chest, a mixture of fear and adrenaline. You didn’t know what awaited you, but you knew one thing for certain: as long as Soobin was by your side, you would survive this.
The room you entered next was dimly lit, and there was a large screen on the wall. A deep silence enveloped the area as all the remaining players stood in a loose circle, waiting for further instructions.
Soobin remained close to you, his body blocking yours from the others. He was hyper-aware of every movement, every glance cast your way. His breath was shallow, quick, and his mind was already working, thinking about the next step. He couldn’t afford to relax—not for a second.
The voice on the loudspeaker crackled to life again, its robotic tone now more ominous than ever.
> “Players, please stand by. The next phase will begin shortly. Prepare yourselves for the unknown.”
Soobin’s grip on your hand tightened once more, his thumb running gently over your skin as if to reassure you. But you could feel the tension radiating from him. The game was growing darker, and his obsession with protecting you had only intensified.
The lights flickered above, and the air seemed to grow colder as the seconds ticked by.
Soobin’s heart pounded in his chest, his every muscle coiled in anticipation. There was no turning back now. But one thing was clear—no matter what this game threw at him, no matter what challenges lay ahead, he would never let you go. Not for a second.
You were his, and no one would take you away.
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