➸𝓫𝓮𝓸𝓶𝓰𝔂𝓾'𝓼 (slow update)

multifandom// just a cat who learns how to write some au/s for the unforgiving imaginations. i write fic about my bias mostly ♥♥

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Masterlist ➸ timestamps

tomorrow x together

✧ choi yeonjun

6:10pm

8:15pm

11:35pm

✧ choi beomgyu

12:30pm

6:30pm

9:30pm

10:15pm

10:23pm

11:35pm

ateez

✧ choi san

2:15pm (r)

9:35pm (r)

✧ jung wooyoung

3:25pm

✧ park seonghwa

10:15pm (r)

✧ kim hongjoong

11:30pm

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— quarantine with yeonjun

[8:15pm] "hey," you greeted him as soon as you dialled him on skype. yeonjun was in her gray hoodies with a very thick white comforter around him. you guessed it was extremely cold and it was still early for spring. if only you could give him a hug and be there, physically for him rather than being stuck in your room too. fuck covid, you hissed silently in your mind.

"how are you?" now that was another disaster, of course he was not feeling well! you closed your eyes out of frustration and muttered the word sorry for only God knows how much and that made yeonjun chuckled. he finds that habit of you is cute. he actually loves it when you ask him about his day. no matter how silly it got like what did you eat today, he will tell you everything and he likes that you actually listen and make a whole conversation about it. "how many times did i tell you that it's fine to ask me how i'm feeling?" yeonjun said as he came close to the camera.

"i know but don't you think it's a bit weird to ask that? you are obviously not okay." the last word came out softly, almost like a whisper.

"i'm stronger than covid, love." he showed you his arm, flexing his toned muscles as he imitated another superman pose. "except that it's cold and you're not here to cuddle me up." his arm slowly fell to his side. "heh what happened to the i'm stronger than covid?" you teased him a little. "oh come on, you want that too, don't you?" he knitted his eyebrow, teasing you back with so much ease. you forgot you're dealing with choi yeonjun, the most flirtatious one.

"what?"

"ow babe, don't play silly." he patted his chest, right at the spot where you always snuggle to. your cheeks started to get a bit hot but thank goodness the orange bedside lamp was helping you to go unnoticed. "let's talk about that later." you stopped him from doing the devil's work more but yeonjun take it as a win and now you owe him a prize for that.

"once i'm back, you're going to sit with me and finish all netflix series together, no matter what." he carefully putting everything into words and with much consideration, you agreed since you're still on semester break before spring. knowing you, you prefer movies than show series so yeonjun knew very well what he was doing. you will end up sleeping on his chest or dozed off while playing with his hair on your laps. it's the only time he can steal you before you sleep in the library, at least that's how he described you when you're busy with uni classes.

then, it went on for a bit longer as yeonjun showed you pictures of his little nephews and cousins when he was on a break. he also showed you the beach and he promised to bring you there once he recovered. he told you about all the fresh oysters he saw and how you're gonna love eating them with ssam. although he can't take oysters really well because of the smell, he never mind about you eating them. "it's going to be so fun, we could bring Lucky too." yeonjun was so excited planning them all and he noticed how quiet it got.

there, he saw you peacefully sleeping with Lucky on your side. "how cute." yeonjun took out his phone and took a few pictures of you sleeping. he spend the rest of the night looking at you before dozing off, feeling a bit better than before since he was no longer alone even though it was only through skype.

i know covid is dangerous and i hope yeonjun will be back soon, with much much healthier! pls do quarantine yourself if you're feeling unwell and especially if you notice symptoms like sore throat and feeling extremely tired <3! take care everyone!

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— i can't afford another loss ft kim hongjoong

[11.30pm] instead of music blasting everywhere, people hitting the dance floor with drinks in their hands, you were standing in a room with casinos, high class bar that worth thousands dollars for a single drink and then there was you, awkwardly standing in between people that dressed in tux and suits with girls in their diamond necklace, walking around in their pair of stilettos. you dressed the same but you cannot stop questioning who are these people in your head.

you spotted wooyoung, near end of the room with a group of men you’re not familiar with nor you know them but that didn’t stop you. you were left alone by the time wooyoung excused himself to get a drink and ending the night without telling wooyoung would be rude even though he was just your colleague.

“hey,” wooyoung greeted you once you grazed your hand at his shoulders from the back. all of sudden, all eyes were on you and you were taken aback by how intimidating they look. “i think i should head home.” you whispered slowly to him, earning a sly chuckle from the one sitting in front of you, hand on his temple as he rested his arm on the couch.

“this is hongjoong, the one who throw tonight’s party.”

“big brother.” the one with more paler skin than the rest hold his cup as if making a toast before drinking it all in one go.

“is this your best shot yet?” hongjoong asked wooyoung as he poured himself a drink. eyes still fixed on you.

“we’ll see.” wooyoung clicked his tongue.

hongjoong pulled himself up from the couch and itch towards you slowly.

“you better not messed up again, young. i can’t afford another loss.” you could feel how his eyes pierced through you. as if he could read everything on your mind.

“if you’re looking for a casual hook up, i’m not the one.” you spoke coldly, almost glaring at him and wooyoung.

“i am more than just sleeping around.”

“as much as you want me and i do find you, perhaps attractive, you have to earn my trust before taking things more private.” the last words that came out from his mouth were almost too faint to hear even though you could feel each others breath, almost too close for a stranger to take your air.

hongjoong backed away from you. another small sarcastic chuckle escaped.

“you really don’t have any idea who i am, do you?”

you looked over your shoulder, only to find wooyoung lightning up his cigarette while throwing small packages of white stuff to the other guys. what did i get myself into?

“don’t worry, i won’t ask you to do hard stuff. just a simple one.” hongjoong continued and poured you a drink. you were hesitated but you knew, you gotta play pretend before trying to get yourself out.

“i need to slip few diamonds to Blue House. wooyoung told me you quite good with serving the government. i’m sure you know your way.” his hand playing with the glass, clinking the ice before gulping down bit by bit.

“so you could get away while i might get sentenced to death? is that how it is?”

he let out a hum, putting the glass down.

“i won’t let anything happens to you. you just need to deliver.” hongjoong pulled few strand of hair out from your face, safely tucked behind your ears. you pushed his hand away and didn’t ask anything before drifting away. i need to get out from here, as fast as i can.

“bring her to me tomorrow, safe and sound” hongjoong eyes turned dark and heavy as you were out from his sight. just like he said, he cannot afford another loss, no matter how things get rough.

i am so interested in writing mafia au for ateez but i guess i will have to read more bcs this was hard to do! i might write a series of everyone so hopefully im not too busy <3 spare me for every grammar mistakes, i couldn't function properly lol

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— kisses for yeonjunie

[6:10pm] “i’m home!” you greeted the whole house when you arrived home from work. putting bags and your coat aside, you walked quickly to the kitchen where yeonjun was cooking dinner for the both of you but the way he was standing at the sink with the tap water running was making you uneasy. “yeonjunie?” you called out, hands reaching out to his shoulders.

and you were right. he cut himself again. yeonjun showed you his smile, trying to distract you from his wound but it didn’t work. “i told you to wait for me.” you grabbed his hand, cleaning the wounded finger with a clean cloth.

“it’s not that hard though. i was just careless.”

“it’s the third time this month. clearly, you’re not fit for cooking.” your hand was moving fast, almost like an expert in cleaning knife wound. yeonjun didn’t say anything nor that he winch when you wrapped the bandage, maybe he was already seasoned with the sting.

putting the antibiotic cream away, you held his hand, bringing it closer to your lips before placing soft kisses to his knuckles , down to his fingers and lastly to his small bandage, just like how you always do.

“does it hurt?” you asked, still holding each other’s hands.

“no, not anymore.” he smiled down at you, trying to close the gap but you pulled away immediately because dinner time was approaching. It was intentional and you knew he was disappointed of course but the natural flirt in him just won’t let it slide.

he followed you around and when you were fixed on cutting the vegetables at one place, yeonjun slowly slid his hands around your waist and placed his head on your shoulder. “i will cook for you one day.” he whispered to your ears, bringing chuckles.

“what if you cut yourself again?”

“so what? you can put on the bandage again.” he protested.

“and of course, some kisses from you.” he continued shamelessly. the evening was quite relaxing after a hectic day at work and eventhough there was a minor injury going on, you feel his warmth when he tried to do domestic chores for you. maybe that’s love after all, always looking out for each other.

i miss yeonjun so i made this!!! enjoy lovess and please ignore all errors hehe love you xx

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— i'd be gentle ft park seonghwa (r)

[10:15pm] seonghwa was quick to pin you down against the wall once you were left alone in the lift. he pushed the button to where your room was. you knew he was not having any of your shit when you stroked his legs with your almost bare legs under table, trying to distract him from whatever was happening on the table. this was the third business dinner you had in a month and you began to feel annoyed with it. he barely have time with you and its been forever since the last intimate night with him and since you were at hotel, you didn’t see why not.

“of all places.” he hissed, as he closed the space between you and him.

“hm?” you looked up, trying to look small and fragile in front of him, with little smirk began to form from the corner of your lips. your fingers traced down his belt, moving very slowly to his chest before grabbing his collar. “how long has it been? ahh, two months since that night?” before he can react, the sudden ‘ding’ break the air, causing seonghwa to move back from you.

familiar faces greeted you again. you didn’t hesitate to cling to seonghwa as the people coming in was quite a lot, making the space even more packed. both of you were pushed to the back, almost squeezed against the cold wall behind, causing your clutch to slip from your hand. you muttered a slow sorry, just enough for seonghwa to hear.

“it’s alright, i got it.” before you could move, he stopped you. he pulled his hand away from your grip, only to get it landed between your legs as he crouched down. his cold hand slowly caressed your leg when he brought your clutch to you. giving him a little smile, seonghwa moved his hand dangerously too close to your clit. the sudden slow stroking in circle was almost pleasurable and the way you hadn’t had it in months just torturing enough because you couldn’t let out a noise. only your breathing was becoming faster but still, you couldn’t get the exact warmth.

but seonghwa was enjoying how you struggle between the long sigh you let out, the way you quivered, trying to close your legs so that he couldn’t do so much down there. seonghwa gently slid your panties away, playing with your opening with his index finger. you grabbed his coat before you lean closer, throwing your weight at him as you nuzzled up to his neck. “don’t cum, not yet.” he pulled his hand out from your dress and pulled you closer by the waist. you looked up to see he was already smiling, planning how he would end the night later. “i’d be gentle.” he whispered down to you.

the lift opened, sending everyone out but the two of you.

he pushed the button close before slamming you against the wall, not too rough but you knew he wouldn’t be so gentle, like how he promised just now.

this is my personal request from a friend and honestly, i hope you enjoy this eventho its super short! please know that my english is not so good and its not my first language, please bear with my mistakes and errors! have fun reading my fellow atiny! <3

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― cheer up message ft choi beomgyu

[9:30pm] working as editor is not easy especially when you work in entertainment company. the workloads will get lesser but the chance is never zero. you press your fingers to your temple, trying to ease the headache away by rubbing it gently in circular motion. before you could even continue to scan the article on your laptop, you get distracted with the vibration from your phone. your eyes suddenly lights up when you see the screen.

“hey” you hear the other line greeted you.

“i heard you need to stay back today.” beomgyu asks you. he sounds tired and you were touched by his small act of always checking up on you. if he couldn’t meet you, he will never missed to make a call. as someone who is extremely busy, you feel touched because you know how tiring his daily schedule is, especially when they are promoting a comeback. sometimes you wonder how can you be lucky to have someone who you can lean on to, especially someone like him who is too busy to meet someone with interest, not when he is doing so fine in this industry. what did you ever do in the past? only god knows.

you pull yourself up from the seat, trying to curl up anywhere in the corner so your co-workers wouldn’t hear you.

“it’s because of you i have to stay back now.” you jokingly said as you find a spot near the window. you lean your side arm to the wall, resting all the weight to your side with your free hand hugging your elbow. a smile never leaving your face.

“aigoo, my baby is working hard these days.” he let out a chuckle. you couldn’t tell if either beomgyu is at home or somewhere out because you could hear how windy his surrounding is. the conversation went on like how he always do. have you eaten or do you need anything from your favourite fried chicken place or do you have any sweet cravings like the usual cake he got for you? he never missed to ask you those simplest one.

“i’m fine gyuu, really. i just need a quick snuggle after this hectic weeks. from you of course.” you bluntly blurt out the last words to him, earning another soft chuckle from the line.

“okay. anything my baby wants, my baby gets.” he said aggressively, making you laugh at his sudden tone. how cute, you thought silently behind the laugh you share with him.

”don’t forget to dress warmly when you go home. you will freeze with just that jumper.” you glance around as he said that to you. you don’t remember sending him a picture or even bumping into him today. “what jumper?” you decide to ask him.

“that ucla jumper you wearing.”

“how did you know?”

“look outside.”

your eyes fall to the window, looking for the familiar figure around and yes, you spot him standing at the bus stop, just beside the big screen poster of his bandmates, yeonjun. your smile grows big as you clearly see him under that bucket hat he put on. the crescent looking eyes are obvious to show you that he was smiling under that mask. “oh yeonjun look handsome though.” you tease him and the second he hear that, he is in his boba full mode.

“hey, i might not give you any cuddles no more.”

“i can ask yeonjun for that.”

“don’t you dare.” he put his finger up, moving it from side to side, just like how a parent tell their kids the word no.

the line goes silent as both of you just stare into each other. only the sound of soft breathing can be heard. he looks up to you, leaning his head to the screen poster. “i love you.” there, the never missed affirmation from him in every call. “love you more.” you say back, almost too quiet as you hear footsteps approaching from the back. you hang up before turning around.

“you wanna get subway?” your co-worker asked, inviting you for a quick break.

“sure, i would like that.” you nodded your head at her. she doesn’t move and take a peak at your back. you gulp down, hoping she doesn’t notice anything suspicious. “you got something on your hair.” she brush it off for you. you could feel how the knot in your stomach just burst in relief. “let’s go.” she says to you before leaving with the rest. you quickly turn around to see if beomgyu is still there and yes, he is hiding behind the big screen. he brings his hands up, waving you a tiny goodbye before walking away between those black vehicles. you wonder what excuses he make this time to his manager so that he could stop by, just to cheer you up.

i made this right after beomgyu posted just now after years of hiatus LMAO just like beomgyu said, please dress warmly and dont catch a cold MOAs! please ignore all the grammar errors >< see you again!

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― you suprised me everytime ft choi san

[2:15pm] “the scarf is beautiful but isn’t today too hot for it?” you friend, lia asked genuinely because first, it’s hot as hell. you didn’t blamed her for asking since you were catching up with each other after a hectic exam. you smiled while sipping down the cold drinks to soothe your drying throat. “i kinda feel naked with this over exposed chest.” you said jokingly while sliding your hand down, dangerously near to the little gap between your breast, earning a soft slap at the arm from lia. “omg shut up.” lia added.

you threw your hand up to the air, subtly telling her that you will stop but deep down you were glad she didn’t notice any of the blemishes under it. in between those laugh you and lia shared, your eyes sometimes met with san, just across where you were sitting. he was in his usual black tshirt, paired with red plaid shirt with blue ripped jeans around the knees. perfect for a college crush agenda.

you were trying to listen to lia but you know you weren’t listening to any of it. your mind were giving you war flashback about the night before.

“no one has to know.” san brought his mouth closer to your ear as he brushed his lips to your side neck, sliding his tongue down, leaving wet marks that tickles you. you worked your hand down to his torso before pulling him closer to you by the belt. san was impressed as he looked down to you. “you want me that much?” he said that in a breathy tone and almost made you high. you didn’t know what was the reason you were so brave in front of him in private because you were always known as the shy ones in class. smirking, you unbuttoned your shirt, one by one while looking him in the eyes. san bit his lower lips as he stared you in awe.

you could feel how your cheeks started to get hot as you recalled how san was staring you down with much adoration, ready to ruin you all over again. you didn’t realise that san was also watching you from his seat, taking in your effortless style for a late lunch. the lower down neckline excited him in so many ways he couldn’t explained. too bad, the scarf was there. san actually noticed your soon to be red cheeks, the way your chest were moving up and down in certain rhythm and the way you were biting your lower lips, eyes wandering around in secret. he let out chuckle before licking his lips, trying to control himself.

while you, you were pretty much invested in your own thoughts, your own memory from last night. you looked back to san, hoping he didn’t notice that you were staring at him and thankfully, luck was on your side. you leaned back hoping you didn’t appear so obvious to lia. san was rubbing down his neck, up to his chin while nodding down his head to wooyoung, giving him the full attention or so you thought. your eyes blink rapidly and let out a steady huff.

gripping down the bedsheets, you let out an unrestrained moan as san pushed his second fingers inside you, stroking it deeply into your honeypot. He started pumping his finger in and out in such slow pace that drove you almost screaming because of how good he was doing it. san looked at you with his mouth slightly apart from seeing how hot you look right now. “san i’m close.” you blurted in between. san was quick to move down between your legs, leaving some wet kisses at your legs before sucking the clit, making your back arched. you could feel san was stroking in and out with his tongue, making you whimper uncontrollably. “i’m fucking close.” you moaned out as you felt the sudden release. “that was hot baby.” san exclaimed as he brought his face closer to you to kiss you, giving you the taste of your own honey.

without wasting the night, san positioned himself before slowly pushing his full length into you. he grabbed your both wrists and pinned it down to your side. the sounds of skin slapping against each other can be heard clearly and the soft moan you let out in between was heaven to him. “like that baby, moan for me.” san thrust into you deeper as his other hand squeezing your right breast before attaching his lips to your hard nipple, sending all kind of nerves to your body. you buried your face in between the pillows as you felt the knot in your stomach tightened. san groaned under his breath as your warm walls started to clench his dick, making every thrust harder. “eyes on me baby.” san called out to you as he grabbed your chin to make you look at him. he wanted to see that face while he fucked you up, making your legs shake under him. he loved that he’s the only who can see this side of you. messy pretty lips with visible amount of hickeys that he lost count to how many he left on your neck, down to your breast, marking you everywhere he pleased. he was feeling proud and cocky while fucking you up because he knew how many boys wanted to make you theirs. “san please don’t stop.” the way you moaned out, begging him to go faster was like music to his ears. “just like that.” you gripped his hair, not too hard but was enough to make him groaned, sending shivers down your spine. only san can fuck you this good.

“cum for me baby.” you rolled your eyes to the back, releasing all the honey juices. san pulled out from you as he trailed his finger up and down to your vulva, licking the juices from his two fingers. you eyed him with your half closed eyes, still catching your breath after the second cum you had. instead of tasting your own juices from your own finger, you motioned him to come closer to which he did. san knitted his eyebrow with a condescending sneer. you didn’t say anything when you brought his two fingers into your mouth, sucking it slowly while closing your eyes, enjoying every taste of it.

“you surprised me everytime,” he thrilled upon seeing that.

“i’m top scorer, remember?” you teased back with your finger slowly trailing his lips.

“and it’s really really hot,” san whispered under his breath before locking his lips with you, deepening the kiss at every chance he got. your legs wrapped around his torso while your hand wrapped around his neck before slowly going to the chest and his arms. you pulled away from the kiss and pushed his chest to the side, making you landed on top of him. you positioned yourself steadily before riding his thighs in dangerously slow pace, making san threw his head back. you leaned down to his jawline, planting a kiss before leaving wet kisses all over from his neck and down to his chest, causing him to grabbed your hips and guiding you even at a much more faster pace.

“someone’s impatient huh.”

“god you drive me crazy babe.” san groaned as you were teasing his dick with your opening. you were right. san was dying for it as he quick to pulled his upper body up from the bed, making both of you ended up in a position much more closer, much more intimate. he lifted you up slightly, making you yelped at the sudden grab at the hips from him. “show me.” he bit his lips, eyes not leaving you as you rocked up and down on his length, sending him high up to hong kong, like how they said when you really had a good sex. the night went on with both grunting, moaning each other names under their breath. you even lost count to how many times you cum for him.

you were startled with a text. from the corner of your eyes, you could see it was from san.

staring is rude honey. i thought a top scorer like you know that

your eyes looked up to where he was sitting. he was already looking at you, a sly smirk playing on his lips as if he knew what you were thinking for the past minutes or so. you mentally slap yourself from the embarrassment before putting the phone away, making a loud thud against the table.

“are you okay? who texted you?” lia asked, obviously worried for you.

“just some friend.” you replied, clearing the throat in annoyance when you saw how san was laughing silently behind that mischievous smile. he mouthed ‘see you tonight’ before leaving with wooyoung by his side. lia noticed the side eyes from you before deciding to turn around. “choi san and wooyoung? they enjoy small cafe too i guess despite being the biggest player.” lia snorted at her own remarks before continue to finish her meal.

you smiled in silence, probably anticipating the night later with san.

another choi san for everyone who wiling to read this <3!! pardon my english as it's not my first language but i will try to deliver it better next time! till next time <3

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— need help down there? ft choi san

[9:35pm] you could have just left when san was in his shower but you didn't and that made you busted. you could have said no and just talk over things anywhere but his room. you let out a sigh and began to tap your finger on his study table, trying to get rid of that sick feelings in your stomach.

you could hear san coming out from the shower and you abruptly turn at him. san was ruffling his damp hair. damn it, you thought to yourself and quickly look away. he plopped down on the bed, just in front of where you were sitting, making your eyes meet. "what's up?" he casually asked, hands still playing with his hair.

"let's end this." you speak coldly.

"suddenly?" he asked back, sounding dismiss.

you nodded your head at him before pulling yourself up. honestly, you didn't want to reason with him because you didn't want him to know that you feel uneasy that he was being friendly with another campus crush at college. there was inside gossip going around and you kinda feel annoyed about it. and that made it even obvious that you couldn't do this kind of relationship with him. it was obvious you grew to like him more than just some sex friend and he wasn't even your friend to begin with. he was just there, ready to distract you from whatever bugging you.

"this is rather fun." he blurted out, a sly chuckle followed.

"i'm being serious. let's not meet again and just pretend we never know each other."

"i'm just worried about you, that's all."

"about me from what?" you were perplexed.

"yourself."

san was already standing from the bed and he approached you slowly, making you leaned back at his table. san pushed the chair away to make the space even more spacious for him to completely towered over you. he was eyeing your necklace before caressed it gently but his hands were cold, almost like an ice, making you flinch at his touch. smirking, he grabbed the pendant and pulled you closer to him, face almost touching.

"you wanted to end this badly and yet, here we are."

"san," you breathed out and pushed his chest away, breaking the deadly gaze.

before you could even escape from his grip, his hands were fast to lock you from moving. he pushed you slightly hard to the table again before leaning down to your face, lips brushing each other. you squint your eyes, trying to find any earlier courage in you.

"make up your mind, sweetheart. hm?" he blew your neck softly, sending shivers down your spine. he always finds his way to you, no matter how hard you try to deny him. before you could even respond, he mashed his lips against yours and to your surprise, you pushed back, making san hold your face steadily to not break the kiss. he was pushing his tongue into you, seeking dominance. you were struggling to push him away by punching his chest but san was eager to show you that he was the one in control.

"do that again and i will make you beg me to stop." he said in between his teeth. it must be that wicked part of your brain when you suddenly turned on when he said that but your ego was not gonna let you win this one.

"oh really?" his were dark when he looked at you.

he went in to grab your hips before lifting it up. as soon as he put you on top of his table, he spread you legs apart before pressing his delicate fingers firmly on your clit. you gasped in, eyes shut. he moved his fingers in round slowly while leaving few wet kisses on your neck, making it double for you to handle the sheer pleasure.

you bit your lower lip, trying to not let out any moan from your mouth but you knew how bad you wanted to scream his name, how bad you wanted to feel his touch under your clothes.

"so wet for me huh." he continued to nibble down to you neck and dangerously close to you breast. you were tired from holding back at that point so you pressed his head down to your neck, letting out a low needy moan, making him recklessly leaving red marks down your neck to your nearly exposed breast.

"san i-" you couldn't continue as he was sucking down pretty badly.

"i what? use your words sweetheart."

"please." you managed to muttered in your shaky breath.

"where sweetheart?" he teased.

you didn't say anything but the way your clit was throbbing and the way you were moving, almost grinding down to his bulge was obvious to him.

"you need help down there, sweetheart?"

"for heaven's sake, just fuck me already." you barked at him, allowing him to take full control like how he always did but the evil smirk playing on his pretty lips were not helping you at all. by the looks of it, you knew san had his own plan roll out in his head.

"we're gonna work with that again because i won't let you cum if you ask me that way. okay sweetheart?" san said as he caressed your cheeks with his thumb going in circle. his eyes were loving but it was quick to turn dark as his hands slowly going down to your neck, gently pressing down at both side of your neck.

oh you knew how this night will end. it will be a hot mess and you were all for it eventhough you knew how in bad trouble you're gonna be in morning class next day, looking all red and fresh from san's doing.

i know this one SUCKS so much! this is my first try but maybe i should read more before writing this but anywayssss, here is CHOI SAN!!!! he is currently my bias in ateez but wooyoung is dangerously close to make me his lol kidding unless..?

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—truth or dare ft wooyoung

[3:25pm] wooyoung tells you to come over to spend time together just because he can. too bad, you have semester exams coming in two days so you are now sitting at his study table with books and tab since failing the test is not on your list.

wooyoung could not believe his eyes. sometimes, he thinks you push yourself too hard because you are not the type to fail the test even if you missed your revision. "okay take five! truth or dare?" he quickly comes quick between your frustrated sigh that comes out from your as you could not understand the question.

"truth." you turn to look at him who has the mischievous smile on his face. you roll you eyes at him because you know how this one game would end.

"do you want to kiss me?" he pulls himself up from the bed, slowly walking up to where you are sitting. his eyes looking down at you playfully.

"dare."

"i dare you to kiss me." he traps you between his hand by holding down the side arm rest of the chair. he leans closer, closing the air gap between you and him. you can feel how your cheeks turn red by the time you could feel his warm breath fanning your face.

"never have i ever―"

"that's not the game!" he pulls away from you, giving you the annoyed look. you let out laugh, almost falling of the chair. "how many tricks you have for you to get a kiss from me, huh?" you said as you close the tab before putting it away.

you grab wooyoung by the hand before cupping his face. he is still upset and that makes you want to pinch his cheeks even more by how cute he looks after not getting what he wants. his lips slowly turns to a smile as his hands travel to your waist, bringing you closer to him.

you bump your nose to his, before sealing a kiss on top of his lips, just enough that he could inhale your breath. at split seconds, your mouth is moving so well together with his mouth, leaving you panting for air as you pull away from the kiss.

"can you not do that?" you manage to blurt out.

"i'm sorry i can't help it." wooyoung smiles sheepishly before crashing down your lips again without warning or whatsoever. your hands are now playing with his hair, giving him the butterflies like how likes it. his lips trail down to your jaw, leaving soft marks that would be clear in few hours later.

"pretty. just like that." he proudly exclaimed as he looks at the mark he left on your skin before looking deep into your eyes again.

"only for you."

please ignore the grammar errors, i will try to get better<3!! love uuu

[jaeqtstuff]

― 𝑔𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊

words count: 1.7k

playlist: ghost by justin bieber (recommend to listen to it while reading, just to get the feels because im suck at angst lol)

pls note that english is not my first language. but i had fun writing this so i hope you too! xx

[10:15pm] after escaping the most boring blind date that your friend set you up with, you came across the usual late night bar that you used to go during your days with beomgyu. yeah, your famous ex among your peers.

everybody knows how in love, how insanely perfect the two of you were for a love story but that was during high school. college was a whole different story. it suddenly becomes so toxic that it drained both of you. waking up every morning was a burden to the point you can't even breath in each other presence. you didn't know what went wrong, neither did he but as years passed, it was all because of childish reason. the most hurtful thing about this one is, you knew it could be saved but you didn't do anything. and neither did he.

"whiskey on the rocks." you choose to sit far from others, wanting more privacy. the bartender seems to recognise you by the way his mouth formed a big smile as if he was welcoming a friend. you smiled back, nonetheless.

let's just call it off. it's better this way. i mean can you do this everyday? doesn't this itch you?

you shut you eyes close as you slowly savouring every drops of it. why does it taste bitter? it shouldn't taste like this. i should've just go home.

fucking sick of it. fucking sick of everything and just piss off. don't you get tired of me? honestly i am. so get lost from my fucking sight.

the more you sip, the bitter it got. you didn't enjoy it. maybe that's the reason why some people avoid old places but you were there, drinking alone in the most romantic set up you could ever imagine for a late night bar, the low dimmed lights and slow soul music playing in the background and not to mention all the couple around you. you hate it so much but you can't deny the obvious fact that you missed it. you miss how this place used to caress you with memories you still keep in the deepest part of your heart.

"do people still come over to sing?" you casually asked the bartender as he slips your second drink. you remember how beomgyu used to say that he will sing at the small stage and dedicate a song for you infront of everyone in the bar but he never did.

"well yes. in fact, we're preparing for one." he replied, with much excitement at you. you look passed your shoulders, eyes fixed to the small stage at the corner. they were getting ready with the mic and there was single stool with a guitar at the side.

"he's a good singer." the bartender commented as he was wiping all the utensils he had used just now with a clean cloth. "really?" you look away from the stage and bring your glass close to the mouth. without wasting much, you gulped down the rest of the drink in one go before taking out your purse to pay. you could hear the soft melody of guitar playing at the back but you were more focus with the text displayed on your home screen. "it's weekend. leave me the fuck alone." you hissed under your breath.

Youngblood thinks there's always tomorrow

I miss your touch on nights when I'm hollow

I know you crossed a bridge that I can't follow

Since the love that you left is all that I get

I want you to know that if I can't be close to you

I settle for the ghost of you

I miss you more than life

you shut the phone away and bring the card out to pay. you waited for the bartender to notice you but you were now interested with the song. your head unknowingly move with the beat, fingers tapping slowly on your bare legs. the lights on the stage were too dimmed and you couldn't see well who was the one singing but his voice was causing a whole war flashback in your head.

And if you can't be next to me

Your memory is ecstasy

I miss you more than life

I miss you more than life

you never knew a song could break you so much, not when you least expected it but the one singing was also not helping the situation any better. he was singing his heart out, as if he was the one writing the lyrics from some kind of painful experience he ever had in his life. anyone in the bar could say the same thing.

Youngblood thinks there's always tomorrow

I need more time but time can't be borrowed

I'd leave it all behind if I could follow

Since the love that you left is all that I get

I want you to know that if I can't be close to you

the more you listen, the more your heart ached. all these years, you thought you moved on from him. you can finally accept the fact that you can live without him by your side. in those years, it's a lie if you say you never thought of him during those drunken nights with your friends. but tonight was brutal. you could relate to the lyrics so much that you had trouble holding yourself back from any breakdown that would cost you every time you said you were good without him.

I'll settle for the ghost of you

I miss you more than life, yeah

you were never good.

And if you can't be next to me

Your memory is ecstasy (oh)

I miss you more than life

I miss you more than life

you were never calm after both of you called it off. you forced yourself to drink every night so that you can sleep without thinking of him but the terrible headaches every morning was torture. the moment you get up, he was all over in your head. you remember how you wanted to run back to him every night, tell him to forget all the bad pieces and just start new but by looking at the sight of it, it would make you throw up. you definitely knew it will make things worse.

you looked at the stage, still trying to see who was the one singing. heart still hurting but deep down, you were expecting something out of wicked love story. the tears building up in your eyes were not helping as your visions got blurry from the lyrics. blinking the tears away, you were nervous to look back to the stage again.

So if I can't get close to you

I'll settle for the ghost of you

But I miss you more than life

And if you can't be next to me

Your memory is ecstasy

you breathed in deeply, struggling to gain your composure. nonetheless, the shaky eyes went back to the stage where suddenly, the lights around the stage were slowly looking brighter. you could clearly see how he was playing the guitar effortlessly with his eyes closed. the expression on his face was tormentingly raw or maybe it was just your eyes telling the lies to the mind, telling you that he was also in much pain just like you were. one thing for sure, you eyes couldn't lie the one infront of you.

I miss you more than life

I miss you more than life

how can you forget his voice? you gasped for air, breathed in every sharp air you could get because you knew, the night will only get worse, will only wreck you even more than it did before. you could never get better from it.

the people around you start clapping, telling you that he was done singing on the stage. you could hear the soft giggle from the mic before the countless thank you from him. you carefully eyed him at the stage before taking out the cash from your purse, putting the card back inside. you couldn't be bothered about the points because the last thing you want was beomgyu seeing you in this helpless state. smudge eyeliner and mascara because of the tears and also the short lacy black dress you were wearing. it was too obvious.

so you left without looking back. and oh boy, the moment the cold air hit your face, you couldn't hold back the tears. no, you were weeping, sobbing, almost throwing up on the side road. walking to home will be hard but you were quick to stop a cab.

thank god the tears stop the moment you were in the cab. the warm seat kinda cool you down a bit but your heart was eager. you didn't stop there and pulled out the phone from your back. eventhough you didn't contact each other, you knew where to find him and in those nights like this, you always check on him. last time you did was two years ago and maybe it should just stay unchecked.

the moment it hits you, there i knew i am still holding on to the past just like how i always did. and perhaps it's because you are always there. not leaving me nor forget about me. i will just settle like this, holding on to that life i miss most. ― 15 minutes ago

wish you can stay longer so that this night would not be lonely again but it's not what i thought it is. i'm sorry. ― 2 minutes ago

you lost at the last words and now fighting your own mind, telling the cab to turn around but you couldn't get the words out from your mouth. you knew beomgyu saw you, he probably saw you in that bar. sitting alone at the furthest table from the rest. he probably saw how you were struggling in your seat, looking so pathetic in that dress.

he was right. beomgyu was right.

this night will only get lonelier. if only you stayed, maybe things could change but you knew, it can only work if both of you wanted it. he had his chance but he didn't use it. in between those tears, you laugh it off, thinking how stupid could you be with just simple words like 'i'm sorry', you were ready to throw yourself again to the deepest pit of hell with him.

choi beomgyu,

the only man who wreck you this much. the only man who can prove to you that there will be no other lover like him.

"choi beomgyu."

[jaeqtstuff]

pls note that english is not my first language and you could see errors but let's just have fun! love youuuu xx

[ 11:35 pm ] the sound of door unlocking from outside didn't bother you as you were busy emerging yourself in finalising a report that needs to be checked tomorrow. from the corner of your eyes, you could see yeonjun in his usual black shirt and grey sweatpants, probably from a dance practice.

"what's up babe." yeonjun greeted you with a peck on the cheeks before putting down his head on your lap. your eyes still not leaving the screen but you had your fingers playing with his hair. "how long till we can do cuddles huh?" yeonjun asked, hands softly trailing your jawline, up to your cheeks and then slowly to the lips, making you bite it off playfully. "hey i thought you're working." his eyebrows showed up in suprise. "well yes i am. do you think we should eat ramen later?" you asked, eyes still not leaving the screen.

"you sure ramen?" yeonjun closed the gap, making his face closer to you that you could feel his warm breath fanning your face. "you sure?" yeonjun asked the same thing, making your cheeks turn red. "ooo what are you thinking?" yeonjun continued teasing you, making you tilted your head to him. "stop doing that." you said in such low tone, trying to act cool. "do what?" yeonjun was still in his natural flirt character, not giving you a chance to actually breath for a moment. the corner of his lip turned upwards, making him look even more dominant.

"you're cute when you flustered, do you know that?" he lean in for a peck but the way he brushed his lips over to you and back off from it to see your reaction sends you somewhere. the way he bite his lips while looking down at yours was making you feel something. "the things i do for you." at the end, you gently grab the back of his neck before nibbling down his lower lips. yeonjun tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss as he slowly inch his tongue towards you, gently parting your lips apart, giving him the chance to slide into your mouth.

"maybe the report could wait." yeonjun said between the kiss. his eyes never leaving you, in fact he was giving you the eyes. he just needs you to say the word.

"then, what you're waiting for?" you said in such low tone, hands clutching his chin before you went in for another wet kiss, leaving yeonjun breathless.

"damn baby."

[jaeqtstuff]

just hope we can embrace by the end of my clumsy fight.

— LO$ER=LO ER

[ 6:30 pm ] returning home after running your errands, you take few minutes to check your notifications from your laptop that you left on sleep mode before going out. you notices that your boyfriend was live few hours ago. without expecting anything, you click on it and was ready to listen to few song covers, like how he always do in his live but you were taken aback when you saw his father was throwing his fist at him, grabbing him by the collar before throwing the guitar away.

"beomgyu," you tried to calm yourself when beomgyu looked at the camera for a second before turning it off. it was obvious he was embarrassed, damaged and wrecked. you quickly pulled yourself up from the couch, trying to unplugged your phone away so that you can make a call. you were dead worried about him and wouldn't want something bad happen to him, ever.

as you were dialling his number, you heard the bell door rang and followed with a loud knock at the door. you didnt even peek from the hole because you were hoping it was beomgyu and you were right.

it was beomgyu. his face was covered in fresh bruises, with cuts on his lips and blood dripping down from his chin. his sad eyes were red and you could see tears building up inside, waiting to crash down to his bruised cheeks. "i don't know where else to go." he broke the silence. you didn't say anything but welcomed him in your embrace. you wrapped your hands around his waist and whispered, "it's alright, i got you." few times to calm him down.

"you can always come to me gyu." you could feel how beomgyu starts to sob harder and completely give himself in to you. you didn't complain about how heavy he was or how his bruises and cuts will left blood stains that will be hard to wash it off later. instead, you were thankful that beomgyu trust you enough to let you see how vulnerable he is and that he always find himself to you.

"now," you hold his face closer to you, just enough to wipe his tears away. "let's get the bruises clean, okay?" beomgyu didn't say anything but nod his head willingly to you. you pulled him inside before locking the door, as if you didn't want anyone else to take him away from you.

at least, let it be one night together.

[txlovesong]

Clueless

❃ུ۪ best friends-to-lovers !

❊ pairing: choi beomgyu x reader, mentions of stray kids’ lee minho

✧ word count: 2.9 k

❀ genre: angst, fluff.

✼ warning: cursing.

☆ a/n: please please please listen to Youth by Dasutt with headphones while reading! it’s one of Beomgyu’s recommendations and honestly what inspired me to write this… the ambience and feel of the song, it just reminds me of him so much, it makes me wanna cry… if hugging him was a song, I think it would be this. also this is my first work, i hope someone likes it :’

“seriously,” y/n laughed at beomgyu, his back turned to her, resting on the side of his bed. the sound of swift clicks on a plastic controller filled the room. she moved from her position cuddling ddubi to laying stomach down on the soft covers, crawling closer to him, before she slapped the back of his head, “you’re so stupid.”

“ha” beomgyu huffed, his tongue sticking out from his mouth in concentration. “try it yourself then.” he swung around, stretching out his arm to hand her the controller. she smiled at his cute face. he looked so adorable sitting there, in a white tee and grey sweatpants, looking up at her with big eyes and a mischievous grin. at that moment she wanted nothing more than to sit down beside him and wrap him up in her arms. maybe give him a kiss or two.

no.

no, no, no.

y/n mentally slapped herself for once again drifting away into her imagination.

beomgyu was her best friend.

and it had to remain that way.

beomgyu noticed how her smile dropped as she looked at him, seemingly deep in thought. he was about to ask her what was up with her abrupt silence until the sound of her phone interrupted him. y/n pulled it out of her pocket, seeing it was a message from minho. “shit” she whispered to herself. she had lost track of time.

she put her hand on beomgyu’s choco ball-like head, ruffling his hair. “sorry, no can do.” she said in a sing-song voice, lifting herself from the bed. “i gotta go-”

“you’re leaving?”

y/n’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden increase in volume of his voice and the accusatory character of it. she sighed, starting to pack up her things, “i told you i couldn’t hang out for long. i had plans with minho and the others today, you know.” beomgyu didn’t answer. instead, he returned his attention to the video game in front of him, a pout on his lips. “you told me you didn’t wanna come,” she tried coaxing him into saying something, anything.

still, no answer.

y/n let out a breathless laugh, shaking her head at his childishness, “fine, whatever. i’ll see you at school.”

she went for the door, but before leaving she looked back at him. was he really not even going to say goodbye?

she felt her heart twist, tears burning at the back of her eyes.

he always did this.

ever since beomgyu got busy with promotions their friendship had gotten more complicated. before, they essentially had the same schedule and would always see each other between practice and at school. now, every time they hung out was when he was free, and y/n was usually the one to adjust her schedule. it was easier like that. and y/n understood that. she had no problem with it. all she cared about was being able to see him whenever she could. he was the most important person in her life. they had been through so much together, always by each other’s side. that’s why she pushed her feelings aside. she couldn’t afford to lose him.

she loved him too much.

what he didn’t seem to understand however was that, naturally, the less time they spent together, the more time she would spend with others. and at first, beomgyu seemed happy for her, gladly tagging along the times that he could. but lately, he had started to act cold every time minho was brought up.

y/n wasn’t stupid. she could tell that minho liked her, and although she wasn’t interested in him, she thought it was nice to distract herself from her feelings for beomgyu. maybe she could finally try to like someone else. and who was beomgyu to mess that up? who was he to stop her from moving on? even if he had no idea that that was what she was trying to do. why was he mad that she was dating anyway? he was being so selfish, trying to keep her to himself.

it didn’t make any sense.

she slammed the door to beomgyu’s room shut, swiftly leaving the dorm, startling yeonjun and soobin who were sitting on the sofa.

“was that y/n?” yeonjun asked, looking at soobin in confusion. soobin looked equally as perplexed, standing up to go knock on beomgyu’s door before opening it. he was met with the sight of beomgyu slouched on the edge of his bed, head in hands. soobin smiled softly, feeling sorry for his friend.

“you guys fought again?” he asked, sitting down beside him.

beomgyu hummed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “she went to see him again-”

“you can’t be mad at her” soobin cut him off, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder. they had had this conversation so many times. “she doesn’t even know, beomgyu” he said calmly. they sat in silence for a while until soobin spoke up again.

“you gotta tell her someday. either that or let her go.”

“i know.” beomgyu sighed. he knew he was being unreasonable. overtime his feelings for y/n had only grown stronger, getting impossible to hide. he no longer had the energy to pretend to be unbothered when she would see other people, to smile and say he was happy for her. but at the same time, he was terrified of her ever finding out how he truly felt. he was scared of her getting too close, afraid of her getting to know the most intimate parts of who he was, only to find out he wasn’t someone worth keeping around.

a loser.

so he kept quiet.

deep down, he was ashamed of himself for not telling her the truth. for not explaining his irrational behaviour. for trying to keep her to himself.

she was too good for him anyway.

y/n was on her way to pick up beomgyu for their weekly trip to the convenience store to stack up on snacks for their movie night.

well, ‘weekly’.

due to promotions and preparations, it had been over a month since they last properly hung out, only briefly seeing each other at the company, on facetime or whenever any one of them had enough energy to go over to the other late at night after schedules ended. thankfully they didn’t live too far apart.

just as y/n was about to knock the door opened. “how did you know i was-”

she didn’t even get to finish her sentence before beomgyu tackled her in a hug.

“i missed you” he mumbled into her hair, breathing in the scent of her shampoo. y/n felt her cheeks heat up at the affection, yet she sighed and gave into his embrace.

“me too.”

after a couple of seconds, a slight panic took over beomgyu and he let go. did he hug her for too long? had he overstepped any boundaries? searching their surroundings for something to change the topic, he took the umbrella she was holding from her hands. “i’ll carry this” he said, wiggling his eyebrows and smiling proudly.

“wah, what a gentleman!” y/n giggled, hiding her disappointment over the hug ending so soon.

“well, i have to hold it so you don’t poke me in the eye like last time, tiny” he snickered. she punched him in the arm at that and he let out a small yelp, rubbing the point of impact.

“you’re tiny.”

beomgyu ignored her, a satisfied smirk still on his lips. “let’s go.”

once they got back from the store they kicked off their shoes and y/n hurried to the living room. “alright, i’m choosing the movie!”

beomgyu groaned defeatedly, dragging his feet behind her and setting down the bags full of snacks. y/n laughed at his upset expression. “aw, come on, gyu” she said, poking his dimples. he couldn’t fight the smile that crept up.

but the moment was cut short as kai suddenly emerged from the kitchen.

“y/n! hey, bestie!”

“kai!”

y/n gave the younger boy a hug and beomgyu sat down on the sofa, crossing his arms and pretending to be upset, “she’s my bestie” he muttered. y/n only rolled her eyes at him, proceeding to catch up with kai while beomgyu scrolled through netflix. somewhere along the line soobin also joined in, plopping down next to beomgyu who didn’t pay much attention to their conversation, until a certain name popped up.

“oh, right! how are things with minho?” kai exclaimed.

y/n tensed up at the question.

soobin gave kai a stern look. the latter brought a hand up to his mouth, realizing that he had spoken without considering who was in the room. beomgyu looked up from the tv, his eyes focusing on y/n in curiosity.

“uhm, well… sadly it didn’t work out,” she said, trying hard to seem unfazed. “not too long after we graduated it kind of just... ran out in the sand.”

although happy and relieved that it had ended, beomgyu felt his stomach drop at the word ‘sadly’. no matter what, it hurt him to hear her talk about her feelings for someone else.

and he couldn’t control his reaction.

“he was a bit too old for you anyway, don’t you think?”

his voice was laced with jealousy, not showing an ounce of sympathy for her. however, upon seeing her face fall, he immediately regretted opening his mouth.

but it was too late. it didn’t matter now. he had already said it.

he knew he was hurting her, but she was hurting him.

why wouldn’t she choose him?

y/n felt that familiar feeling spread through her body. the same one she felt that evening six months ago right as she was about to leave beomgyu’s room to meet up with minho. a feeling of hopelessness. of not being able to reach him. of not understanding why he was acting the way he was.

a feeling of being treated unfairly by the person you love.

but she ignored the pressure behind her eyes, staring back at him, “why do you even care?”

soobin and kai looked at each other, sensing the situation were about to escalate.

beomgyu shrugged his shoulders, “i’m just saying, i never liked him.”

y/n let out a laugh in disbelief, “you didn’t even try to get to know him? you met him, what, two times?”

“enough times to see that wasn’t going anywhere. seriously. what did you think you were gonna get out of that?” the words were bitter on his tongue.

“you’re unbelievable” y/n finally said before stomping to the door. soobin stared at beomgyu, opening his eyes wide and nodding his head in the direction y/n went, silently telling him to go after her. he could see right through his front.

beomgyu looked absolutely terrified.

soobin knew what he was thinking just by looking at him. that he felt like he was truly about to lose y/n this time. like everything he’d ever said and done was catching up to him.

beomgyu eventually scrambled off of the couch, his fuzzy socks almost causing him to slip on the smooth floor. y/n had only managed to put on her untied converse, yet at the sight of beomgyu running into the hall, she thought she’d rather just go without the rest of her stuff than spend another second with him.

but he was too fast for her. right as she was about to grab the handle he took hold of her arm.

“y/n, i’m sorry, i didn’t-”

“no, beomgyu. you know what? i don’t understand you.” she said, turning around to face him. though as soon as she did, she knew it had been a mistake not to break loose from his grip and leave.

he was so close.

his long, silky hair, perfectly framing his face. his pretty, pouty lips and those deep, sparkly eyes that always seemed to draw her in.

everything came crashing down.

at that moment, she didn’t care if he didn’t feel the same, she didn’t care if it would ruin their friendship, she didn’t care if he didn’t want to hear it.

she just wanted him to shut up.

“how can you not see it? i love you. so much.” y/n frowned, adrenaline rushing through her veins. frustrated that he had driven so far that she confessed.

but for beomgyu, time stopped.

his grip on her arm loosened, staring at her with wide eyes and open mouth.

his head felt empty yet at the same time, a million thoughts were racing his mind.

“i love you more than anything!” y/n exhaled, shaking her head slightly, “you’re all i want. and i know it’s stupid! so why do you have to-” she trailed off, her voice getting quieter as she felt the tears coming, realizing the gravity of what she had just told him, how it would affect their relationship. she swallowed thickly, sniffling before raising her voice in anger and hurt, “why do you have to trash on every guy i meet? is this what you wanted? there! i ruined everything. so leave me alone, beomgyu.” as soon as she felt the first tear spill over she quickly dried it with her sleeve, not wanting him to see her cry. not wanting him to know how much she was hurting.

beomgyu didn’t move, and y/n grew anxious at the thought of his response. she didn’t want to hear what he had to say. she didn’t think she could take her heart breaking any more.

so before he could open his mouth, she turned around and quickly went out the door.

the sharp wind beat stubbornly against y/n, knocking off the hood of beomgyu’s oversized hoodie from her head. it was blurry. the darkness of the oncoming night, the cold autumn rain, falling heavily over her unsheltered body, hot tears dropping from her tired eyes. she didn’t know where she was going. all she knew was she needed to get away.

she had left beomgyu standing there, feeling dumb and guilty. her words echoing in his mind.

it wasn’t until soobin and kai both started calling his name that he got out of his daze.

“what are you doing? go after her!” soobin yelled as kai threw his shoes at him.

beomgyu just barely caught them, uttering a weak “y- yeah” as he clumsily put them on his feet and threw on a jacket.

he hadn’t even realized how long he had been standing there, and although he saw y/n leave, he hadn’t yet apprehended that she left.

embarrassed, he burst through the door, not bothering to close it. the cold air immediately bit into him, colouring the tips of his fingers pink, but he didn’t even notice. because it finally started setting in, warming him up from within-

she loved him back.

his heartbeat sped up, making his legs move faster. he thought he must’ve looked like a maniac to the people passing by, in his soaked black and white checkered pyjama pants, rushing down the street. in no time he reached the convenience store, marking the middle between their homes, and as he rounded the corner he saw a familiar figure dressed in grey.

y/n, who had eventually grown tired and slowed down, shivered with her arms enclosed around herself as she tried to walk as fast as her legs would let her, now regretting not bringing her umbrella.

“hey! are you crazy? you’ll get sick!”

beomgyu finally caught up to her, quickly pulling her into his chest and wrapping his arms around her in a warm hug. y/n gasped upon hearing his soft voice, but the moment he touched her, her body seemed to act by itself.

she hated it.

she hated the way she melted into him, feeling completely at home. she didn’t want to hear his voice full of pity as he told her it was okay, that they could still stay friends.

the thought made her cry even harder.

beomgyu shushed her, gently holding her face in the palms of his hands so she would look at him. drying her tears away with his thumbs, he felt his heart break at the sight of her puffy red nose and rosy cheeks.

“why would you run away after telling me all of that? you fucking idiot” his voice cracked as he smiled tenderly, his own eyes full of tears.

still not getting his point, y/n swallowed the lump in her throat. “i’m going home-” she said faintly, placing her hands on his chest to try and push away from him, but beomgyu wouldn’t let go.

“y/n,” he quickly interrupted her, heart fluttering while searching her eyes, finding it adorable that she still didn’t understand.

how clueless could a person get?

y/n lightly knit her brows together. why was he still holding her? why was he looking at her so intensely?

suddenly she found it hard to breathe, and as she gingerly opened her mouth to speak her voice came out as barely a whisper,

“what?”

beomgyu raised one of his trembling hands, brushing a strand of hair away from her face before slowly leaning in, closing his eyes and letting his soft lips finally meet hers.

“i love you, too.”

[jaeqtstuff]

this is like a comfort story!!! love it so much💗

[jaeqtstuff]

vampire!BEOMGYU x READER (YOU)

➸ word count: 572

pls note that there will be lots of grammar errors but do enjoy reading it, MOAAAA!!

will be written in your pov

【 11:35 pm 】

the mission was simple. get an insider statistics from undercover hunter and move out. upperhand will take the rest because they were the one breaching the truce― vampires. numbers of people who went missing near hiking track was outrageous. fifteen in less than two days and no trace of them too.

headquarters were a mess as the west region has always been their favourite place when it comes to sending new hunters for a mission. so if the vampires really outgrew the human population there, it will be bloody for us.

the cabin was quiet when i first arrive but there was a cold warning when i hopped out from the car. i briefly checked my phone to see if the undercover was here but nothing was confirmed. he didn't pick up my calls either. "for goddamn sake, i just got here." rolling my eyes out of annoyance, my hand find its way to my back, holding the silver gun firmly as i walked closer to the door.

a cold breeze welcomed me as i stepped into the cabin.

someone's here,

my eyes scanned the hall,

cleared, but there was a sudden move, quick like lightning passed me, causing me to hold the gun out from my back and firmly pointed the gun to a tall figure just beside the curtains. next thing i knew, the hall suddenly lights up, revealing not one but there of them. one behind me and another one behind the counter in the kitchen.

i almost gasped when i saw the one with longer hair hold the gun that belongs to every hunter. its the gun that we get once we completed our training.

"so this is what the fuss is all about."

"where did you get that?"

"isn't it obvious?"

i noticed how the colour of his eyes changed. from black to a crimson red, almost like a blood pierced through me. are they descendent from the first Lamia? only the first purebloods have that colour.

the corner of his lips turned upwards.

"yes i am." he could read my mind even after taking potions that could block vampires from reading us. my eyes narrowed to the stairs where i saw blood stains covered the wood. my heart beat faster and i grabbed the gun harder.

so this is why they were almost no trace of them.

"do you wanna know where's your friend at or did you figured out already?" a sinister laugh escaped from his lips, making me shudder at the thoughts of dying at his hand.

if you wanna kill me then do it

"i'm not going to kill you. not yet." he came forward, just enough for him to whisper it to me. his eyes traced me down before taking the gun away from my hand. he tossed it away and signal the others to leave.

the air was even more colder when i was left alone with him. i tried not to think of anything but the sudden graze from his longs nails startled me. my breath quickens and i could see how he was enjoying it under his watch.

"careful." he hissed under his breath near the ear lobe before vanished into the dark foreboding forest with the rest, leaving me with no choice but to scream mentally in my head, still trying to accept the fact that i wont be getting any insider information.

"i will get back at you."

i'll be waiting sweetheart.

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【 12:30 pm 】 you were enjoying lunch with your boyfriend, Beomgyu and you invited Yeonjun to tag along since you were too kind to let him go home early so both of you were enjoying a little too much, at least that was what Beomgyu had in mind.

Beomgyu let out a cough, trying to get your attention but you were oblivious. "maybe you should try asking, who knows they will be interested." you carried on, genuinely listening to Yeonjun about his plan on getting a new home project.

"babe," Beomgyu cried out softly, just enough for you to hear it. you hand found its way to his hand, telling him to wait a bit more before letting it go again. Beomgyu didn't give up. A sly smirk was on his lips as he slowly rest his hand on your bare thigh and gently rubbed his thumb back and forth, making you startled by the sudden touch.

"what's wrong babe?" Beomgyu asked innocently but you noticed how he was playing his thumb on your thigh, how slowly he rubbed it back and forth, making everything stop. Yeonjun seems to understand what was going on. he didn't say anything but excused himself to freshen up, trying to give some personal space.

"really?" you teased him as soon as Yeonjun left. he didn't say much but instead leaning closer to you, closing the the gap before giving you a quick peck on the lips. "really. don't try me love." Beomgyu replied in a most flirtatious way. you could feel how slowly you cheeks turns red after he said that, only God knows what you had in mind and just maybe, Beomgyu too had the same thing in his mind.

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【 10:23 pm 】 as the night gets darker and your cheeks turn redder because of those unlimited beer Beomgyu spoiled you with, now you cannot stop talking about how bad 7 shots of americano taste like. "as if you were drinking that to just die. honestly i will gone mad if i stay there." you gulped down the last can and Beomgyu watch it with terror in his eyes. "that is the 6th can." he blurted out, taking away the empty one before tossing it into a dustbin. Beomgyu plopped down beside you and began tapping on his shoulder, motioning you to lay your head there since you were a mess. "i'm fine gyu, im fine." you sheepishly smile before staring deep into his eyes. "you know i love you right?"

"i know." Beomgyu replied back before pressing his lips firmly to you. you were drunk but you remember how sweet his breath was that night, how he runs the tips of his tongue over your lower lips before slipping it into your mouth. it lasted about 5 minutes and you were left breathless when the kiss end.

"i know." Beomgyu muttered slowly, eyes still holding on to you before pressing his lips to you again, more recklessly this time and you caught how he was smiling between the kiss. you make me lose my mind, Beomgyu

pls note that english is not my first language, you will find error here and there but let's just have fun okies! love uuu

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“And the mouse says good night to her mom and to her dad. Then she turns off the light and closes her eyes. Good night dear mouse and sleep well."Jaehyun closes the children’s book and put it aside.

„Daddy! Read it again.” The little girl clung tightly around her father and looked up at him. But it’s hard for her to keep her eyes open.

“I’ve read the story three times, now you have to go to sleep like the mouse.” He strokes her hair and looks down at her. With her left side of her face she was leaning against his stomach and her eyes always closed because of her fatigue. She fought so hard to stay awake.

“I want to hear the story again Daddy.” Her body sagged more and more in Jaehyun’s arms. He lifted her aside and placed her in her bed.

“Should I sing to you instead?” Jaehyun asked his daughter as he covered her up with her blanket. She nodded and a yawn escaped her. Jaehyun had to smile. He was happy to spend the day with her alone. They rarely had such special father-daughter days. In the future he often wants to spend more time with her.

As he sang to her “Try again”, her eyes closed immediately. He did not need to sing long when he heard the soft breathing and he knew that she had fallen asleep.

“Please remember my answer is you.” He kissed her forehead and stroked her hair again. After he stopped singing, he watched her for a few more minutes as she slept. It was so peaceful and soothing. Sometimes he could hardly believe that he had created such a perfect person with you.

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