Your voice had been tense over the phone, Woonhak’s too, and before either of you could really fix it, you hung up.
Then the messages started.
First one.
Then another.
Then a few more.
You saw them appear on your screen, but you didn’t answer. You were still annoyed, and you knew that if the conversation kept going it would probably only get worse.
So you set your phone aside and went to sleep.
The next morning started like any other.
You woke up still a little tired, got ready for work, checked the time while looking for something to wear. Everything felt normal.
Until the doorbell rang.
You frowned.
You didn’t remember ordering food or expecting anyone that early.
You walked over and opened the door without thinking too much about it.
And there was Woonhak.
For a second you just stared at him.
His hair was a little messy, like he had run his hands through it too many times. His breathing was still uneven, shoulders rising and falling slowly as he tried to catch his breath.
It looked like he had been running.
His eyes looked tired too.
Like he hadn’t slept well.
Woonhak lowered his gaze a little when he saw your expression.
“I’m sorry…” he said immediately.
The words slipped out before anything else.
Then he looked up at you again, a little unsure.
“I mean… can we talk?”
You watched him quietly for a moment.
You knew Woonhak didn’t like situations like this. It was one of the reasons you almost never fought.
He shifted his hands awkwardly, like he didn’t know what to do with them.
“I really don’t like it when we’re like this,” he murmured. “I think it’s the thing I hate the most.”
His voice was softer than usual.
“Last night…” he added, “I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t.”
He let out a small, tired laugh.
“I kept thinking maybe you were still mad… or that you’d ignore me today too.”
Before you could say anything, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around you.
It was a tight hug.
A little desperate.
Like he had been holding himself back since he arrived.
You froze for a second, surprised by how sudden it was.
His face ended up resting against your shoulder.
“I’m sorry,” he repeated quietly.
As you stood there with him clinging to you like he had spent the entire night thinking about this, something inside you started to soften.
When you really thought about it…
The argument hadn’t even been that serious.
You were just annoyed.
And you hung up before either of you could say anything else.
You let out a quiet sigh.
“It’s okay,” you said finally.
Woonhak lifted his head slightly, like he wanted to make sure he heard you right.
You took his hand.
“Come in.”
You led him inside and guided him toward the couch.
Woonhak dropped onto the seat, still looking a little tired. You sat down beside him.
For a moment, neither of you said anything.
His eyes drifted to your hands resting together on your lap.
“I thought…” he started, rubbing the back of his neck, “maybe you were more upset than I realized.”
“I was upset,” you admitted.
“Yeah, I noticed,” he replied with a small smile.
Then he sighed.
“But I hate going to sleep knowing we’re fighting.”
He leaned back slightly into the couch.
“I really hate it.”
He turned his head to look at you.
“I’d rather run all the way here at seven in the morning than spend the whole day thinking about it.”
You couldn’t help letting out a small laugh.
“Did you actually run?”
“A little,” he admitted, embarrassed. “I missed the bus.”
That made you laugh a little more.
Woonhak looked at you like that laugh was exactly what he had hoped to see.
After a few seconds, he leaned closer again and rested his head against your shoulder.
This time the hug was calmer.
“Are you still mad?” he asked quietly.
You thought about it for a moment.
“Not really.”
“Good,” he murmured.
His voice sounded relieved.
“Because I really like it when we’re okay.”
You felt his hand slowly searching for yours on the couch.
“Let’s try not to fight too much,” he added. “I’m not very good at it.”
Your fingers met his, a little clumsy at first, but warm.
Heyy sooo… do you still take thoughts? Bc wtf is Seonghwa in his las Livestream?? The black tanktop and the pretty necklace? Don’t even get me started on those freaking glasses?? Taking them off while making out bc they are on the way? Him not wearing anything but that pretty necklace? I am on my knees for this man and I think he might even like that 🤭
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Omg i forgot to add to the last ask…sitting on his lap in that outfit??? Omg i’m literally going insane -🦋
Good MORNING????????????????? DOES HE KNOW WE'RE SO CRAZY FOR HIM LIKE-----
Seonghwa has been working on his computer for the past few hours. You brought him snacks, cut some fruit, and even left a bottle of water on his desk... Yet, he hasn't touched any of that because of how focused he was. Focused and frustrated.
You lost count of how many times you've heard him sigh out of frustration in the last hour, and as you heard him mumble and complain again you decided it was time for him to take a break.
Without even announcing yourself, you enter the room and turn his office chair around. His startled eyes lock into yours as you sit on his lap.
"love, i..." He starts, but you hush him quickly,
"You need a break, Seonghwa." You whisper, your hands gently caressing his neck. You notice his tongue tracing his bottom lip, his eyes focused on every little movement you make. His hands are now on your hips, pulling you closer to let your lips meet with his in a messy kiss: your fingers quickly reach his hair, your lips moving frantically as you could feel him slowly losing himself. You broke the kiss for a moment, your cheeks felt so warm for a second they felt like they would catch fire anytime soon.
As you were trying to catch your breath, he quickly reached for your neck, leaving a trace of slow, wet kisses as a small moan escaped your lips.
Right before he reaches for your kiss, he stopped for a second to quickly get rid of his glasses, leaving them on the desk just to give his full attention to you.
"They were in the way." He whispers against your lips with a small smirk before kissing you once again. His hands are on your hips, pulling you closer and letting you slowly grind on him as you pull you even closer by tugging on his necklace.
"So good..." he mumbles, his gaze never leaving yours for a second, his hair a complete mess while he's admiring you on his lap.
You pull his necklace again,
"Need to see you with only this on..." You whisper between kisses, a moan full of need escaping his lips, going crazy just at the mere thought.
It was clear, Seonghwa forgot completely about whatever task was bothering him earlier, his mind full of thoughts of you and only you.
Heyy sooo… do you still take thoughts? Bc wtf is Seonghwa in his las Livestream?? The black tanktop and the pretty necklace? Don’t even get me started on those freaking glasses?? Taking them off while making out bc they are on the way? Him not wearing anything but that pretty necklace? I am on my knees for this man and I think he might even like that 🤭
-🦋
Omg i forgot to add to the last ask…sitting on his lap in that outfit??? Omg i’m literally going insane -🦋
Good MORNING????????????????? DOES HE KNOW WE'RE SO CRAZY FOR HIM LIKE-----
Seonghwa has been working on his computer for the past few hours. You brought him snacks, cut some fruit, and even left a bottle of water on his desk... Yet, he hasn't touched any of that because of how focused he was. Focused and frustrated.
You lost count of how many times you've heard him sigh out of frustration in the last hour, and as you heard him mumble and complain again you decided it was time for him to take a break.
Without even announcing yourself, you enter the room and turn his office chair around. His startled eyes lock into yours as you sit on his lap.
"love, i..." He starts, but you hush him quickly,
"You need a break, Seonghwa." You whisper, your hands gently caressing his neck. You notice his tongue tracing his bottom lip, his eyes focused on every little movement you make. His hands are now on your hips, pulling you closer to let your lips meet with his in a messy kiss: your fingers quickly reach his hair, your lips moving frantically as you could feel him slowly losing himself. You broke the kiss for a moment, your cheeks felt so warm for a second they felt like they would catch fire anytime soon.
As you were trying to catch your breath, he quickly reached for your neck, leaving a trace of slow, wet kisses as a small moan escaped your lips.
Right before he reaches for your kiss, he stopped for a second to quickly get rid of his glasses, leaving them on the desk just to give his full attention to you.
"They were in the way." He whispers against your lips with a small smirk before kissing you once again. His hands are on your hips, pulling you closer and letting you slowly grind on him as you pull you even closer by tugging on his necklace.
"So good..." he mumbles, his gaze never leaving yours for a second, his hair a complete mess while he's admiring you on his lap.
You pull his necklace again,
"Need to see you with only this on..." You whisper between kisses, a moan full of need escaping his lips, going crazy just at the mere thought.
It was clear, Seonghwa forgot completely about whatever task was bothering him earlier, his mind full of thoughts of you and only you.
I’ve just been thinking about how sappy yunho and/or San would get while talking their partner through it… both of them are quite affectionate, either with words or actions and it would be really interesting to hesr your thoughts about it. Also intersting how they would react when noticing you love the way they talk to you
!! ANONNNNN !!!!!
Yunho would basically bring you to total desperation: he's on top of you, his whole attention on your pretty face, your lips curving as you have completely surrendered to moans and whines while he's completely filling you with his length. His face painted with a smirk, he's the only one making you feel that good. His thrust are deep and slow, it feels as if every single move is calculated, it's all under his control. A sudden, louder moan escapes your mouth as he starts massaging you with his fingers, your senses completely intensified, you're getting so. damn. close.
"Yu... Yunho..." you moan,
"So pretty for me," he kisses you, his tongue caressing yours in a desperate, messy kiss.
You can't take it anymore, you're clenching around him, a low moan leaving his throat, his eyes shining the second he realized your reaction to his words.
"So good for me, aren't you?" His fingers are now gently moving a strand of hair behind your ear, his thrusts are getting a bit faster.
You try to mumble something but it was just a mess of moans and his name. His lips are once again on yours, your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you.
"Just like that..." he mumbles between a kiss and the other as you reach your high, "fuck... you're so hot, I'm... so close." He moans as his thrusts start getting even faster, Yunho slowly losing control as his throbbing length releases inside of you, filling you up as you also came, your eyes closed while you were riding your high.
His forehead is now on yours, his lips leaving gentle, light kisses all over your face. His fingers brush your cheek gently, you perfectly knew what it meant: a quick shower together and some nice cuddles for the rest of the night.
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While San... well, I feel like he'd want you to be really vocal and tell him how good he's making you feel, how good he is.
You're straddling his lap, your fingers are tugging his hair, gently, your lips clashing in a hot kiss. You bite his lower lip, a moan leaving his. It was just a little makeout session, you were not really expecting to find yourself half naked with his fingers playing with you.
Yet here you are, on the couch with San on top of you and your hips moving on their own, desperately trying to get his fingers even deeper into you.
"Do you like this?" His low voice reaches your ears in a whisper, making you shiver from head to toe. You nod frantically,
"Yes, it... it feels so good," you reply, gasping as he suddenly starts leaving a trail of sloppy kisses from your jaw to your neck, your back arching while you're slowly melting under his touch.
"More... San, I want more..." you mumble, making him stop for a moment. His lips were back on yours, desperate, as he slowly guided you to sit again on his lap. You were on top of him, your warm, wet core right on his hard length, still covered by his jeans.
You look down there for a moment, noticing your hips slowly moving, desperately trying to get some friction. His hands stop your movements and your focus is back on him.
"San..."
"No... let me..." he mumbles. Your head started spinning as you realized what he was going to do: he let you sit on the couch, legs open as he knelt on the ground right in front of you, his lips now kissing and biting your thighs.
"I'll be...so good for you..." he mumbles between kisses, his tongue licking a light mark he had just left on your inner thigh. Your heart is beating so fast in anticipation, just the mere thought of his tongue in you makes you feel like you would come right there on the spot.
"Always so sweet..." he whispers, "so patient... so good..." his hand looks for yours, fingers intertwining as his tongue finally gets a taste of you.
You squeeze his hand, your trembling voice chanting his name in moans as he continues at such a slow pace. Suddenly you felt your high building up, you were so damn close and all because of his tongue and fingers.
"S-San..." you try to say something, but you quickly found yourself arching your back as you came. San didn't move an inch, he just looked at you as he licked his lips: messy hair, red cheeks and a satisfied, shy smile.
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in conclusion: does this even make any sense? anyway ! [horny noises]
Thinking about how hongjoong would repay you, after you had a super nice day together that you planned to treat him for his birthday 🤭 i just can’t stop thinking about how hongjoong in a lowkey soft dom way when wooyoungs date part ended and hongjoongs was about to start on the Artist+ episode. I’m just wondering how that would reflect to a romantic relationship with hongjoongs partner 👀
tbh hongjoong soft dom makes so much sense it's crazy and the way he would repay you simply because you spent the day together for his bday would be even CRAZIER...... like let's say you treated him to a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant he likes, just walking back to the car would mean him having his hand automatically on the small of your back, silently guiding you and letting you sit on the passenger's seat. The ride back home means his hand on your lap, squeezing it from time to time or even tapping on it gently.
To me hongjoong seems like someone who wouldn't be THAT obvious at expressing himself in such situations, yet you know him so well you understand everything in one glance: and you know he's absolutely going crazy for you. Like the second you arrive home he's already all over you, he carefully lets you relax on the sofa, he's knelt down right before you, his hands gently on your knees, delicately pushing them so you would open your legs. In a moment his warm lips are already on your skin, kissing and biting every inch of your inner thighs. Your fingers are tangled in his hair, sometimes pulling gently while trying to fight back your moans, but suddenly his tongue starts teasing and getting closer and closer... till he finally gets a taste of you, slowly, taking his time as you lose yourself in his sweet touch.
chat i just realized the craziest coincidence ever... me one year ago starting an AU with guitarist yunho and calling it "backstage" vs the movie he acted in being literally called "back!stage" and his character is? in a band or wtv the plot is..... LIKE... LMAO
