BYF: I dont feel comfortable with nsfw accs that write (or reblog) noncon/dubcon and/ or incest/stepcest. This is also a OT7 engene acc and always will be and if you are not already boycotting HYBE for their zionism or artist exploitation then please leave this space.
synopsis :: you believed the world revolved around you and naturally so did your boyfriends.
tags :: 3.4k w/c, est poly relationship, attempt at humor, SUGGESTIVE, reader is a brat baddie and we love her! downbad! anton, downbad!jake, very self indulgent #guilty.
NOTE: hello... don't ask what I just unleashed upon this earth.. but also if you guys want more let me know ;) AND HAPPY PRIDE MONTH !! >.<
Words like
"You are so selfish!"
"You're too conceited."
"Too loud"
"Too proud"
only made you grin
Blah blah blah.
Who cares?
You couldn't help it, really. The world was your runway and the clicks of your heels demanded everyone's attention and respect. Your perfume's lingering scent never going unnoticed when you left a room was evidence.
It's not your fault sparkles, animal print, and heels that could be weapons whispered to you like sirens.
"You're totally failing this exam, girl!" Your best friend Jungwon sighed, shaking his head at your lack of interest.
"So?" You closed your compact mirror after fixing your lip gloss for the nth time the past 2 hours.
He gave you a look but you dismissed him with a wave.
"Right, you will just ask your boy toys for help~" He teased raising his eyebrow.
You giggle, you weren't entirely stupid by any means and your grades were nearly perfect but you truthfully couldn't find it in yourself to care about physics or science.
It was just no fun.
Walking out of the lecture you spot Jake and Anton waiting for you, their eyes sparkling when they finally spot you.
You swear you could almost see their tails wagging and ears perking.
"Look who is finally here." You quipped as Jake linked his arm around yours.
"How was it?" Anton asked linking with your other arm.
You sigh dramatically falling onto his shoulder.
"I hate that old bitch." You grumble, pout evident on your glossy lips.
"What did he do this time?" Jake entertained you.
You sigh louder, unlinking your arms from the two to turn to face them with your hands on your hips.
"HE GAVE US ANOTHER EXAM RIGHT AFTER BREAK LIKE WHO DOES THAT?" You stomp your heel, rolling your eyes at the memory— at the audacity.
The two look at each other with an unreadable expression and look back at you with a smile.
"What!" You cross your arms over your chest now.
"You know you can just ask us for help studying, my love." Jake spoke first.
You turn your heel in protest, "I'm not stupid."
Far from it actually, you were a sly fox just as much as you were a brat. Far too prideful to ask for help unless you had other.. motives. And they knew that.
An idea suddenly lights up in your head, you turn back to face them and grab their hands dragging them to your place in a rush.
...
Anton pushes his glasses up explaining the same question again slowly but you weren't focusing at all, too busy staring at his pretty face. The way his long lashes batted against his rosy cheeks that matched the pink on his plump lips.
Oh and that big nose—
"You're not paying attention are you?" He suddenly asked abruptly ending his ramble.
Caught off guard you blush a little, ears and neck turning equally pink.
"Still having trouble?" Jake entered the room, hair wet and white shirt sticking to his abs from showering.
Oh this slut..
"Eyes up here, my love." He chuckled at your attempt of pretending you weren't eye fucking him fully and openly for 20 seconds.
You turn back to anton who just raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"You done yet? Or need a few more seconds?" You blushed harder at his words.
Sure, you might have been running shit like a tyrant in public, always making them carry your bag that was unnecessarily heavy and filled with random things more than books, "stealing" [its borrowing in your eyes] their homework to use as cheat sheets, and even making them carry YOU anywhere even if your feet were not hurting, you just loved being difficult and they knew.
Everything you ever wanted was always handed to you and yeah maybe you were too spoiled and maybe they were partially at fault here for entertaining your shenanigans but can you reallllyyy blame them?
Probably to be honest.
"How about this, my love." Jake spoke after a few minutes of you trying and failing to focus on the material at hand.
"Hmm" you faux nonchalance in order to hide your curiosity but it was too easy to spot yet neither of them make a comment on it, they find you too endearing at times to challenge but at the same time…
"How about for every question you get right you get a reward." Jake smiled raising an eyebrow.
"A reward?" You were no longer able to keep up the "I'm too cool for this conversation" facade.
He chuckled at how much you looked like a curious cat, he nodded to confirm you heard him right.
"What's the reward?" You ask now too invested with your eyes wide and focused.
Jake turned to Anton to bump his shoulder with that same look from earlier you couldn't decipher.
You couldn't help the way you were becoming slightly restless now.
Your head currently laid on Anton's lap while Jake who was in front of you messaging your feet sat next to you with mischievous grin.
Anton pretended to think about it for a minute with his hand on his chin.
"For every question you get right, we will.." He pretended to ponder more.
"—take an article of clothing off." Jake finished his sentence, smirk never faltering on his face as he adjusted his black rimmed frames.
Your eyes widen trying to grasp what you heard.
"And if I get any wrong?" You ask looking down at your outfit unable to tell if you were fortunately or unfortunately wearing more layers today.
"You take one off." Anton smoothly added, hand back to caressing your hair like this was just a normal, ordinary, and completely normal conversation which granted— between you it kinda was.
Now THIS was the motivation and thrill your brain needed to care a little more about physics so of course you agreed.
So here you are now the fire of determination blaring in your eyes as you sat across from them.
You weren't about to lose so easily, or so you thought.
"Okay let's start with the basics." Anton broke the tension first, fixing his glasses in the progress.
The two men looked far too cocky with knowing looks that spelled out "it's cute that you are trying when you know you will lose" and lord and the heavens above help you, you took the bait scoffing like it was as easy as taking candy from a kid. [arguably impossible with the deadly grip those gremlins had but you digress]
"Horizontal velocity does not affect the time of fall." Anton starts.
You almost scoff at the audacity to test you—
"True!" You nod firmly.
"Correct."
"HA! Losers." You cheer all smug and too confident.
"Chop chop," you clap your hands "less pouting more stripping!" You giggle, your competitive spirit far too pleased.
Each of them remove an article of clothing, their jackets, you boo but they just chuckle.
Jake takes the tablet from Anton, eyes scanning the questions.
"Picking up where toni left off, what equation describes the distance that a horizontally launched projectile falls t seconds after it started moving?"
Son of a stale biscuit.
They watch as your confident demeanor gets crushed in real time.
"Ah…um… y=(½)at² ?"
"Incorrect." Jake stifles a laugh at how cute you were.
"WHAT? NOT TRUE!" In all your classic and old fashioned ways, accuse him of messing with you.
"My love, it's x= not y=, I said horizontal, remember?" Despite his playful tone he would never make you feel genuinely stupid.
You groan, opting to throw a sock at both of them, Anton whines that he is a victim but you argued that they are on the same team so they get equal treatment.
The tension in the air grew as big as your ego and determination to win this stupid bet.
Clothes came flying off until you were only in your oversized t shirt and undergarments. Arms folded over your chest in complete focus despite the visual eye candy in front of you.
You definitely weren't winning by a lot here given that the two were still pretty dressed.
Curse you vixens for wearing extra layers.
"Incorrect." Anton announces after a moment of anticipation.
You groan flopping on your back before throwing your bra at him.
"YOU'RE CHEATING!" You complain for the nth time.
"It's not cheating if you have to memorize the answers, my love." Jake chimes in.
You point a finger at him with your eyes squinted before dramatically dragging it to your neck like a knife.
Poor guy actually shivered there.
Somehow through a miracle or maybe some pity by fate, you get the next few answers correctly which left the two now shirtless.
You didn't even care about getting the questions right for the sake of passing the upcoming exam but for the sake of your pride and inability to ever accept defeat.
But you were also a woman at the end of the day so can you really be blamed for staring too intensely at their bodies instead of listening? You don't think so.
Equal rights you would plead your case since their eyes weren't all that innocent either after you got another questions wrong leaving you in just your big t shirt.
"Last question." Jake announced far too pleased with their winning streak, adjusting his glasses he continued.
"Pft light work." You pretend to be all nonchalant suddenly resting your back against Jake's firm chest, his free hand automatically gripped your waist.
"Oh no you don't." He quickly lifted his other hand that held the tablet away from you.
You gasp betrayed.
"How dare you accuse me of such crimes? Can a girl just lay in her man's arms these days?" You scoff all offended but he knew what you were playing at.
"Does that include rubbing your ass all over me, too?" He whispered in your ear tickling your skin.
"I wasn't! Anton is a witness" you point at your boyfriend in full confidence.
Anton however looks like a man defeated by the battles and the war itself.
"Sure, sweetie."
"Don't sass me!"
"Not sassing you."
"You're so talking back right now—!"
"Okay okay! Enough you two" Jake interrupts the fake beef you two were sparking.
"This is like watching two vegans have beef online." Jake mumbled.
You and Anton shoot him a glare but he ignore the lasers that could slide a limb in half.
"If the sum of force is zero can it still be moving at constant speed?"
"No."
"Why?" Jake asks.
"What do you mean why, I don't know!" You pout.
Jake stares at you unimpressed like he figured something out.
"Incorrect, you can't just guess, my love, you actually need to know." You groan but Jake smiles, ruffling your hair his eyes flicking to Anton and honestly you were getting fomo trying to decode what the hell they were saying to each other.
You sit up on your knees and teasingly slide your hands under your shirt to throw away your panties in a agonizingly slowly pace, savoring the looks on their faces.
"You did this on purpose, huh?" Anton is first to reach you after you toss the black lace across the room carelessly.
His big hands rest on your hips, all possessive and firm, slowly moving under your shirt like the fabric was a nuisance,
It was.
Your thighs were more exposed to the cold air in the room but it wasn't that which made your heart flutter.
"I don't know what you mean" you purr near his ear, doe eyes holding sin itself by a leash.
"You think we don't know what you were playing at, my love?" Jake moved closer to you now as he spoke, kneeling in front of your smaller frame despite you two being in the same position.
His hand moved like he had all the time in the world, caressing your cheek before moving downward to grasp your delicate neck, not enough to hurt you— never his goal, however…the tiny gasp that sounded dangerously close to a whimper was close enough to what he wanted.
Anton kept rubbing circle against your bare skin, the touch had your spine curving making you press more against him.
"Hmmm, you're just so cute, baby." Anton deep voice whispered to you like silk sheets and roses with hidden thorns.
"So cute that you think you are in control when it's just us here." Jake added with a smile that made the thrill evident in the goosebumps rising on your skin.
"As if— nghh" you fake protest but Jake's grip got a fraction tighter leaving you lightheaded and wanting more.
"Pretending to not know all the answers and touching us all over with that innocent look, you think you're so slick, my love. Its the cutest thing." Jake whispered against your glossy lips, barely a breath away but he held you there hostage to his eyes that ate you alive.
Anton who was nuzzling his face in your neck breathing your scent in let out a chuckle that made your heart beat impossibly faster.
"You're allowed to be all bossy around everyone but here.." He paused sealing his lips right under your ear until a faint mark bloomed, his tongue soothed it after.
"—You can't pretend." Jake finished his sentence, leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss that felt like he wanted to consume your soul and maybe he did.
He swallowed every sound leaving your lips, tongue ravaging you entirely.
Pulling away after stealing all your oxygen combined, a faint string of saliva followed. You were dazed and drunk off of the feeling, thighs subconsciously squeezing.
"New lip gloss?" His question was rhetorical but Anton's curiosity was peaked.
"Let me taste." The younger asked
Jake moved swiftly, lips now moving Anton's with just as much intensity, tongues dancing to a dangerous rhythm.
And yeah, you totally were pretending to not know the answers this entire time—
but what's the harm in a little fun? Even if they knew.
TAGLIST: @rixieisfreaky, @oncyanii, @qtnextdoor81, @taehyunqbear, @puduprincess, @ikeuscape [wasn't sure who to tag so sorry if I accidentally excluded anyone]
okay hello what 🥹 I got back from vacation a few days ago and have been recharging (jetlag kicking my ass) and thinking a lot about where I want to take this blog and I'm so grateful for all the love and support since I started writing for fun after hesitating for so long, this really means the world to me as writing has been my passion for as long as I could remember to spell my own name. Every excited reblog, comment, and like is treasured especially from users that I have subconsciously began to recognize, I may not be the best or most popular out here but thank you for sticking around and for 600 truly 🩷 I'm painfully aware I tend to be a slow writer so your patience is never taken for granted.
“I want to write a fic about this but I don’t think anybody will be interested in it” ummm hello excuse me ma’am what do you mean you don’t think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other people’s.
starting to think poly fics are just my signature now 😭 promise to try and finish this by june 1st at MOST! Its graduation and wedding/engagement season and I am going through it yall 💔 also even I don't think I'm surviving this fic #sendyourprayers
synopsis :: whenever you got insecure your boyfriend always made sure to show you how beautiful you were in his eyes but now it's time for you to remind him how beautiful he is in your eyes too.
tags :: body worship, fluff, body image issues mentioned, comfort, 800+ drabble.
NOTE: recommended song: Loser – Mark Lee.
Riku wasn't sure how it started all that he knew was that his own reflection haunted him.
He stared into the mirror in eerie silence, nitpicking every little curve and detail until his brain distorted all that was real into something wrong, ugly, unlovable.
Time itself lost meaning in his haze.
Am I enough for her?
He tried to be subtle about it all. He really tried but here is the thing, no matter how good he thinks he is at hiding his true feelings or worries, you always saw right through him and it scared him deeply.
What if she thinks I'm a loser?
I don’t wanna lose her.
You finish wrapping up for work early, heading to your shared apartment you are soon greeted with that same silence.
You call out to your boyfriend a few times, puzzled that he didn't respond. Maybe he went out with friends you thought until you saw him staring at his own reflection like he was trying to see what can be fixed— but nothing needed to be fixed. He was perfect.
You wrap your arms around his waist, cheek resting on his back.
"Watcha staring at, pretty boy?" You whisper tenderly like speaking any louder would break him.
Riku was a little startled and you laughed at his cute surprised face, "oh! N-nothing..when did you get home though?"
He tried to sound casual, unbothered, and calm but he can't fool you. His hammering heart betrayed him.
You held him tighter not speaking for a moment, just breathing him in, "what's wrong, baby? Was work rough?" He asked, voice gentle and dripping in warmth and worry.
"You can say that but that's not what I'm worried about right now." You confess, kissing his ear and lacing your fingers against his, slowly pulling him on the bed.
"What—"
You put a finger against his lips.
"Shhh, just let me take care of you."
He looked at you stunned for a little.
"Please?" You tilt your head, a glimmer in your eyes that he couldn't say no to. He was weak to your spells.
"Okay." He nodded. Hesitant a bit but he trusted you.
You gently place your hands on his chest and push him to lay down comfortably on the bed, you straddle his thighs.
Your hands travel under his hoodie.
"Can I?" You whisper against his ear.
Riku blushes but nods, scared you might hear how loud his heart was beating.
You smile continuing. Your hands trace lines on his smooth and warm skin. He shivers at your touch.
You travel from his waist, chest, shoulders, and soon cup his face.
You lean down placing soft kisses on his flushed cheeks, nose, eye lids, forehead, and finally, lips. Between each kiss you praise him.
"You're so pretty, baby." kiss "The prettiest boy ever." kiss "My pretty boy." You give him one more kiss before backing up a bit hands gripping the hem of his hoodie, you tug to give him a signal, he lifts his arms. You smile.
Tossing the clothing somewhere in the room you lean back down. This time starting from his jaw.
Your nail trace delicate lines on his arms. You move to his neck, shivers run down his spine.
He lets out small muffled noises when you playfully suck a little harder on a sensitive spot.
You grin seeing his pout.
"Don't hide from me, baby. You can hide from everyone but not from me." You pat his head, brushing the stray hairs away from his forehead.
His eyes glossed over at the double meaning of your words. He knew that you knew even without him having to say it.
"Wish you could see yourself in my eyes because to me." You pause placing a kiss right on top of his fast heartbeat. "You're the sweetest and most beautiful soul I have ever seen." You confess.
Riku bites his lip, your confession knocking the air from his lungs.
"I don't know who made you think otherwise, but to me, you're perfect." You kiss down his stomach next.
Riku cards his fingers through your hair, gently tugging you closer to his face.
You stare at his eyes with so much love that he couldn't help the stray tears that escaped. Without hesitation you kiss them away.
"I love you. Always have. Always will." You hold his face in your hands.
"I love you too. You're my whole world." He responds, shy from being pampered but no less earnest.
You rest your forehead against his, "no matter what happens, you'll always be my Riku."
"Even if I'm a loser?" The words escape his lips before he can think twice.
You smile, "you're my loser then."
Something in him just.. settled.
The voices all quieted down in his head as he stared into your eyes, sincerity and love pouring right through them it was almost overwhelming in the best way.
The hand that was absentmindedly playing with your hair moved to your waist pulling you closer until no space existed between you two.
Then he kissed you until both of your lungs burned but neither of you wanted to pull away yet. It was tender, possessive, but filled with devotion.
Maybe not everything in him was fixed that night and maybe it was because deep down nothing needed fixing.
"Why is there no member x member fics here—" BECAUSE YOU DONT INTERACT OR REQUEST WRITERS TO WRITE WHAT YOU WANT 😭 if I didnt have a billion other drafts to finish I would sit and write one freely but sometimes a girl just cant get any good ideas and istg my acc is a ghost town where I feel like im the ghost and everyone else is normal 😭
non-refundable tickets, and sales start a whole year in advance :D
do you understand what this means :D
they're gonna use your money to pay off their debts, lawyers, and every other shady thing they've done. i bet not even a quarter of that money will go to the members :D
they're robbing you in broad daylight, taking advantage of your love for the boys. they're using the boys' passion for their work to exploit them :D
you need to realize you’re not actually supporting the boys.
you're paying belift’s debts. you're basically saying you're okay with the boys' suffering as long as you get your fun. you're showing them they can keep exploiting the boys and you'll still fund it without question.
belift is desperate for money. don't give them what they want.
BOYCOTT THAT FUCKING TOUR. DON'T BE SELFISH FOR A LITTLE FUN.
at the very least, just do this. have some fucking compassion for enhypen.
to those saying we be just saying anything, so according to you guys, enhypen is not overworked?
well good morning to you, they've very much been overworked. and it's long past time to do something about it, so get your shit together and take a stand against this instead of sticking to that see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil mindset
they didn't sign up to be dragged into back to back world tours every damn year like they're machines. cut the bullshit and stop acting like that's normal just because you wanna justify it
BECAUSE THIS IS LITERALLY THEM SPEAKING ABOUT IT BUT YOU'RE STILL IGNORING IT. I WONDER WHY.
+++++that one time the guys said they prefer long flights because it's the only time they can actually get proper rest.
and that’s not even all of it.
idk i think these alone should’ve been enough for y’all to shut your bitch asses up instead of normalizing it and saying "they knew what they signed up for"
The whole argument of "they knew what they signed up for" is so disgusting to me because it conveniently ignores the fact that they were teenagers/minors when they entered the industry so with all due respect I dont think they were old enough to REALLY understand at full capacity just how gross it is behind closed doors for one and that is NOT their fault EVER— and for two just because corrupt systems have existed for centuries does not mean you do not speak and act against them, at one point the thread breaks and that thin line where you were kept in the dark and taught that capitalism is the only way breaks and with it many things we have normalized shatter. Ignorance and pessimism did not give us the rights we have today that CONTINUE to be challenged when they are simple human rights everyone should have. Nothing you got today that you enjoy was with the help of pessimists or defeatists, it has always been the loud minority over the silent majority that did the change and your silence is not neutral. Ever. Your silence is compliance disguised as "the most peaceful approach" because ignorance is truly bliss when the equation only counts your problems to solve and nobody else's. Until you learn to rebel from these systems you are never free and just because its kpop does not mean its not that serious. No, it is. We are still talking about human beings here and not just idols but staff and trainees being abused and mistreated as well and it is never too late speak up and do better. First thing that gets attacked is always going to be art because that is what helps us CONNECT with so many cultures and people despite language barriers and if you paid any attention to enha at all you would know that's their most important message and is very much rooted in anti fascist and anti capitalist thinking because those rely on division which is exactly what hybe is doing to everyone— exploiting your love to continue their abuse and unweavering support to zionists and the IOF. Hybe is banking on you to be so saturated from one another that the fingers you once pointed at them would be pointed at each other. One more thing— exploitation in simple terms means to take advantage of someone more vulnerable and weak compared to you whether physically, financially, emotionally, etc, and for enha, their love for art and its most pure form— human connection is being abused and normalized so much that they don't even see it as bad as some of us do. Hard work ≠ exploitation, those are not synonyms and that is why language is so powerful as a tool for normalization and propaganda. Decolonize your mind first because it is always that serious when the one thing we all share as humans is our pain being commercialized by the same hands. Our enemies always been the same; rich men in power.
Drunk words are sober thoughts but for Jungwon they weren't just words but actions too.
"He's so gone." Jake shook his head with a laugh at the younger.
Jungwon laid his head on the table mumbling about how much he misses his girlfriend and how he wanted to go home, his words rushed and slurred from the alcohol.
He didn't have the best alcohol tolerance out of the guys and he tended to be more dotting and emotional when drunk, it was one of the rare times everyone got to see Jungwon being so vulnerable and open in public, he wasn't dense when sober by any means, just….reserved.
"I–I miss my Y/n, where is sheeee?" Jungwon whined, feet kicking Riki's under the table who cursed at his hyung.
"Someone please call her because if he hits my shin one more time I swear—"
Riki is interrupted by Jungwon who let out a loud exaggerated sigh, body slump on the table, dimples on display from his frowny face.
Jay and Jake make eye contact before laughing, Heeseung is the first to finally dial your number. Deciding that the younger had enough to drink.
"Nooooo jus one more shot." He complained at Jay who took the alcohol away from him, ruffling his hair from how cute he was, face all flushed and eyes soft and unfocused.
You were at home relaxing, mid way through a drama and popcorn on your lap. You and Jungwon agreed to enjoy your weekend doing what you wanted alone, it's not like you needed to be by each other all the time though jungwon would respectfully disagree.
Your phone rung startling you slightly, you curse the caller for interrupting such an intense and crucial moment in the drama, I mean the lead was about to confess his undying love for heaven's sake!
"Hey kiddo." Heeseung playfully sung.
Oh boy, this only meant one thing.
"He's gone isn't he?" You groan, a laugh escaped your lips, betraying you.
"Well…" Heeseung turned on the camera and pointed it at a very pouty Jungwon who was in the middle of a ramble.
"She's soooo pretty a-and.." Jungwon slurred.
"Yeah?" Jake was entertaining him while Riki recorded barely holding his own laugh.
"I'm gonna marry her one day." He said all serious.
Your heart fluttered at his words.
"I'll even carry our babies for her." He declared still all serious, the table broke out in loud and chaotic laughter.
You quietly laugh along despite yourself, unable to wipe the grin from your face at how adorable your boyfriend was being.
Jake ruffled his hair but this time the very wasted Jungwon with all of his might raised his head and glared at his hyung.
"Don't do that, that's Y/n's job." His voice not threatening at all whatsoever.
"You let Jay do it earlier." The boy countered pretending to be offended.
"Jay hyung is.. different." He whispered suddenly all tired.
The camera flips to Heeseung and Sunoo who sat next to him, he offered you a wave and small smile which you return.
"I don't know seems like he is very sober." Heeseung said laughing softly.
Jungwon's head suddenly sprung up as if his boyfriend senses perked up from your presence alone.
"Is that Y/n? Gimmmieee, let me talk to my babbyyy." He made grabby hands and the whole table couldn't help but coo at how endearing he was.
Love looked pretty on him.
They eventually pass the phone to him after saying hi.
"Baby, you promised to not drink too much tonight." Your sweet voice echoed and you swear you could see heart in his eyes.
"You listening, pretty boy?" You call out.
"You think I'm pretty?" He asked ignoring your initial question, too drunk to really understand.
"The prettiest." You reassure with a smile.
"Then….can you c'mere..miss you." He pouted, eyes all glossy and big.
You agree but just as Heeseung was about to take the phone that was literally his Jungwon let out a groan.
"Kiss first!" He protested.
Riki was still recording all while giggling uncontrollably.
"Oooo kissing through the phone? How scandalous!" The maknae teased.
Jungwon's clumsy hands tried to get phone back, the others laughed watching the two wrestle for the device.
"Absolutely not on my phone." Heeseung reasoned with a disgusted face.
Jungwon just let out more whines, they were still very much in public and people were staring now at the chaos unfolding.
"Just give him the phone, hyung." Sunoo chimed in.
"No." Heeseung huffed.
…
"Okay what the hell how is he so strong while drunk." Heeseung complained breathless after losing the long battle that lasted 2 minutes.
In the end Jungwon kissed the screen saying he will wait for you like a good boy.
Heeseung sighed in defeat at the spit smeared on his screen but he couldn't help but smile at how cute his dongsaeng was regardless.
30 minutes later you arrive just as promised and as soon as Jungwon spotted you he sprinted all in his clumsy and heavy glory that towered over your much smaller frame, almost falling face first but you caught him just as fast.
The height difference wasn't helping you right now with his whole weight pressed on you.
"Jesus Christ, Won, you're heavy." You whine, voice muffled but he only held you tighter, rocking you back and forth.
"You're going to crush the poor girl." Sunghoon warned, not mean just worried, Jungwon tended to underestimate his strength when drunk…clearly.
"Nooooooo, righttt baby?" He looked down, eyes still blurry.
But you were breathless from his almost deadly grip, "totally!" But you made the mistake of not realizing how sarcasm wasn't something a very drunk Jungwon could pick up on so he only tightened his embrace.
You squeal, "okay okay!" You don't know how the hell you broke free eventually.
Your hair was tousled and face all red, you notice Riki taking a photo with a smirk.
"You better delete that, Nishimura!" You point at him with your eyes squinted.
"Not happening!" He shouted playfully, hiding his phone now.
Before you could even think of snatching his phone—
"Pay attention to meeee, not him." Jungwon shook your body, chin slumped on your shoulder.
Eyes all starry and sparkly while gazing into yours, you could feel how fast his heart was beating from behind.
He kissed your cheek, all sloppy and clumsy. You laugh at his attempts to aim at your lips.
"Do you need help dragging him to the car?" Jay offered.
"I" kiss "got" kiss "it" kiss "thanks" kiss "enjoy the rest of your night!" kiss
Jungwon who only held your hand shyly in public, stole glances from across the room, and was overall quiet turned into the polar opposite with the alcohol in his system giving him the courage his sober self didn't have in public.
"Mine." He whispered in your ear.
Your face only felt hotter, heart racing like his.
You finally managed to get him in the passenger seat of the car. You leaned over to buckle his safety belt, you thought he was asleep but his eyes opened all of the sudden.
"I love you." He whispered, falling back asleep with soft snores right after his confession.
You smile, kissing his forhead in return, "I love you too, pretty boy."
um...hi? sorry for being sorta m.i.a for weeks if not months (I lost track...) truthfully I can't remember the last time I sat down to write anything at all. It feels like so much of my energy has been stolen from me but realistically I was already operating on half a dead battery and as much as I would love to reassure anyone who cares enough about my silly little fics that I will be back— I can't guarantee that unfortunately because even I don't know. My health has been declining more and more with time and I have so many medical questions not answered after months and even years of trying to understand what the fuck is going on in my body. I fell ill that I quit a job first day in because I couldn't handle it even after trying my best, I can't go to uni because well— money. All this to say there is so much going on in my life that I am beyond overwhelmed. Not sure who will even read all of this or care but I'm not going away forever. I just need a new muse/spark because burn out never really goes away and you can't really force inspiration...ask me how ik.. sigh