You knew when you started dating Hongjoong that he wasn't as physically affectionate as you. Bearing this in mind, you were initially hesitant with being to cuddly or clingy, easing him in with a litttle hand-holding or hello and good-bye hugs.
Coming home from a long, tiring day, you were pleasantly surprised to find your boyfriend on your sofa in front of the TV instead of at the studio or working on music as usual. You greeted him before walking over and sitting yourself down right next to him, so close you were touching.
"There is a whole sofa," Hongjoong pointed out.
"Yup, you acknowledged, tucking your legs up onto his lap. "But I need comfort."
He sighed as he wrapped an arm around you.
"You're lucky I love you," he murmured while you were getting comfortable.
You suddenly snapped back to look at him.
"I'm lucky you what?"
"Love you," he replied, far too matter of fact. "I thought you knew that.
"I... Well... You've never said..."
"Yeah, but we've exchanged keys, I let you in my studio, you're nearly always with me, even if I'm with the boys."
"I know, it's just different to hear the words like that. Especially so soft and casual."
"Different in a good way?" he asked.
"Of course," you assured him. "And I hope you know I love you too."
A/N: This is a part 2 to one of my 300 follower drabbles found here. I highly recommend you go read that first if you haven't already. I never planned on making a part 2, but after a comment, I got thinking and actually a second part worked really well.
Loved.
The word continued to hang in the air long after it had been spoken; long after Namjoon had left the room.
Despite being clearly exhausted, he had left the apartment without another word to you. You could feel your world slowly crumbling around you. Whatever happened and whatever was said, it was only because you still loved him. You never stopped. Even when you fought it was only because of how much you love him. Present tense.
Had his feelings for you really ended?
You pulled out your phone.
'I still love you' you sent him.
You then sat waiting and hoping that he would reply, that he wasn't so annoyed with you he would just ignore you. After what felt like an age, but in reality was less than a minute, the reply came through.
'I know'
Before you could over think the response, the typing bubble appeared again.
'I know you love me. I know my job is difficult. I don't know how to balance things. I don't know how to give you what you deserve.'
You wanted desperately to find comfort in his words but instead you once again found yourself staring at the typing bubble feeling your heart-rate increase.
'I wish I could explain all this to your face but when I tried I just got frustrated
'I still love you too, of course I do. I'm just at a loss. I don't know what to do for the best. I can't change my work, so sometimes I think we'd be happier if we broke up, but my heart tells me I can't do that
'What do you want from me?'
You sighed and thought for a second before replying.
'I want you to commit when we arrange a date. I want at least 24 hours if its going to be cancelled or rearranged. I think that's the least I deserve from you and the least you deserve from your job.
'I want it to feel like you're my boyfriend when we are in the same room. I want to be able to hold you and kiss you without feeling like I'm annoying you like I did tonight.
'I just want to love you and feel loved in return.'
You heard a dull thud at the door.
"Joonie?" you asked as you approached.
"I'm sorry," came his voice, slightly muffled by the door.
"I know," you replied. "I want to make this work."
"Me too."
"Can I open the door?"
"No, I'm leaning on it."
You couldn't help but laugh a little.
"Can you move so that I can open the door?"
"You can open it."
You pulled open the door to find Namjoon sat on the floor looking up at you.
"Do you think you can talk to work about all this?"
He nodded. "I think I should have done that a while ago. It's been stressing me out for too long and I'm taking it out on you. That's not fair."
"No, it's not."
He climbed to his feet. "We can fix this, right?"
You nodded and walked over to embrace him. "We will. As long as we can communicate like this without getting frustrated with each other, we'll be ok."
He held you tight as you both allowed yourselves a second to breathe. You would be ok.
Chan had been busy lately, so you'd opted to join him in the studio while he was working on new music. You were quite content to just be in the same room as him even if you weren't really communicating. Occasionally he'd ask you for your opinion, or you'd convince him to take a quick refreshment break.
As you settled back down after forcing your boyfriend to hydrate, you decided that watching him work was actually far more interesting than going back to entertaining yourself. You couldn't pinpoint what it was that made him so hot to you in that moment more so than normal. His outfit was entirely predictable, black joggers and a black pullover hoodie with the sleeves partially rolled up. He'd let his natural curls be free with his headphones placed firmly over his ears. An intense look of concentration took over his features as he clicked about on the screen.
You leant your elbow on the arm of the sofa you were occupying, resting your head on your hand. As you adjusted your position you thought you noticed a tiny break in Chan's concentration, but you were able to watch him in peace for a moment longer before he eventually spoke.
"I can't concentrate with you staring at me like that," he said without looking over.
"Maybe you should be concentrating on me then," you suggested.
He chuckled as he lowered his headphones round his neck and span round in his chair. "Is my baby girl craving some attention?" he teased.
"Maybe," you answered, standing and going over to straddle his lap.
You linked your hands behind his neck and pulled Chan in for a kiss. Automatically, his hands grabbed your waist, deepening the kiss.
When you both pulled away, you couldn't keep the smile from your face.
"You aren't trying very hard to focus on your work," you pointed out.
"Maybe it's time for me to take a proper break!"
"As in you're taking me home?"
"Baby, I really need to get the beats for this track down before the end of the day," he told you, his tone clearly apologetic.
You sighed and climbed off his lap.
"Wait, where are you going?"
You locked the door and slipped off your trousers and underwear. You were still well covered by your oversized jumper, but you could tell from the way he adjusted himself in the chair, your boyfriend was aroused.
"What are you doing?" he asked with a knowing grin as you approached.
"Motivating you," you replied.
Chan simply watched you, still unsure exactly what 'motivation' you were planning. As you reached for his waistband, he was more than happy to raise his hips allowing you to free him from the confines of his boxers. After a little teasing you took your seat in his lap once more, guiding him inside you as you sank down.
"There," you told him. "Now finish what you were doing and I'll move."
He let out a sound somewhere between a groan and a whimper. "That's just mean."
"The quicker you finish, the quicker you can fuck me," you pointed out as you positioned his headphones back over his ears.
He managed to wheel his chair closer to his desk to try and continue his work. Eventually, his brain managed to re-engage with whatever was on the screen in front of him. As you saw him become focused once more, you shifted in his lap.
There was a sharp intake of breath as his hands faltered on the keyboard.
"Sorry, baby," you said with feigned innocence. "I was just getting comfortable."
You noticed Chan's jaw clench as he fought back any retort. Happy with his reaction you leant against him as he settled back into work.
Unfortunately, this one last thing he apparently needed to do was taking longer than you expected, even with your 'motivation'. In your boredom, you clenched around him.
This time one of his hands snapped to your waist, squeezing it tightly.
"What?" you asked, sweetly.
"You're playing a dangerous game, baby girl," he told you.
"I don't know what you mean," you replied. "I'm just waiting for you to finish this song."
With one last harsh squeeze to your waist, Bang Chan returned to his work.
"I thought you only had one more thing to do," you complained after another minute or so.
"I'm nearly there," he replied, resolutely fixating on the screen in front of him.
"How nearly is nearly?" you queried, clenching again.
"A lot sooner if you stop talking and misbehaving."
You let out a huff and relaxed against him once more.
It wasn't too much longer before Chan was shutting down his laptop.
"There," he said, his hands finally on you not his laptop. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
You scowled at him in response but he simply smirked back at you. Securing you in his arms, he stood, walking over to the sofa and laying you down before fully removing his joggers and boxers.
As your boyfriend climbed on top of you, you bit your lip in anticipation. He easily slid back into you and began to rock his hips against yours in slow, drawn out thrusts.
"Is this what you wanted, baby?" he asked in a low sensual voice.
Humming happily, you interlaced your fingers behind his neck, pulling him down to kiss you. You eagerly deepened the kiss, your lips and tongues dancing against each other as Chan slowly began to increase the pace of his hips. As little moans began to slip from his lips, you could tell he was closer to orgasm than you were. Leaving one hand to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, your other made ats way between your bodies. Before you could use it to get the extra friction you so desperately needed, your boyfriend grabbed it, pinning your hands at either side of your head.
You let a whimper as you watched him reach the high that was still too distant for you. His hips slowed to a stop as he came back down, eventually pulling out and standing to retrieve the discarded clothes around his studio. He threw yours to him as he redressed.
"Chris?" you asked, indignently.
"What?" he replied. "We've gotta go home now, I didn't think you'd want to leave without the rest of your clothes on."
"Are you kidding me?!"
You were certain at this point in the relationship, that he knew you well enough to know you hadn't finished.
"I'm definitely not. I'd rather my girlfriend didn't walk around half naked."
You finally sat up, but didn't make any attempt to dress yourself. You simply crossed your arms and stayed put.
Now fully dressed and ready to go, Chan approached you, bending down to your level.
"If you want to stay here and pout, that's fine with me," he told you. "I just thought you'd want to join me, but I've had my fun so I don't need you."
"You're a cruel man, Christopher."
"Maybe, in the future, you'll think twice before teasing me while I'm working then," he smirked at you. "Now, do you want to cum today?"
You continued to glare at him for a moment longer before finally grabbing your underwear and starting to clothe yourself again.
I love your writing sooo much! Could I request a something where reader is an idol and is on My Little Old Boy because she’s friends with Heechul, and he doesn’t stop talking about how she had this huge crush on Kim Jong Kook in their trainee days at SM. Just fluff and crack with the mothers reacting and Kim Jong Kook himself trying to flirt with her and they both being teased by the boys.
Aahh so cute! I can definitely write this for you x
I just haven't really been consuming SuJu content recently so I'm finding it hard to write for them at the moment :( I'm sorry, if this changes I will post
A/N: I keep seeing pics of Joong without make-up on and his visuals or on point, so I wrote this.
The fact that you were staying the night with Hongjoong had you feeling all kinds of things. The first night together felt like such a big deal, but it also felt so right and comfortable being soft and domestic with your boyfriend.
You'd gotten changed and now needed to do your nightly routine but Hongjoong was in the bathroom using the mirror. You approached and tapped on the already open door, trying not to startle him. He turned to look at you, his hair all awry and his toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. You couldn't help the small smile and soft hum you let out at the sight.
"What?" he asked, voice muffled through a mouthful of toothpaste.
"Yeppeo," you told him.
His brow furrowed before looking back at his own reflection.
As you made your way over to stand next to him, he finished up, spitting in the sink and rinsing his mouth.
"Are you ok?" he asked looking pointedly between you and the mirror.
"What? I can't call my boyfriend pretty?"
"Yes, but... right now?" he asked, confusion still painted across his features.
"I think you're pretty," you reiterated. "My beautiful, bare-faced boyfriend."
"Really? You like my no make-up look that much?"
"Yes, I do," you confirmed, cupping his face in your hands and placing a small kiss on the end of his nose.
Before you could pull too far away though, he grabbed you by the waist and gave you a proper kiss on the lips.
"See you in bed," he said as he pulled away, smiling at you before leaving the room so you could finish getting ready in peace.
When you and Mingyu set your minds to it, you could get your place clean in record time. It amazed you that you could both be in sync, minimal talking as you worked around each other. Of course, with your clumsy giant of a boyfriend it couldn't always be plain sailing.
As you were dusting and organising surfaces, he was running the vacuum over the room. In very quick succession you heard a bump, your boyfriend swear and then the shattering of glass.
Turning round you saw Mingyu on his hands and knees picking up the remains of the glass he must have just knocked off the coffee table.
"Gyu, are you alright?" you asked, heading over, wanting to make sure he wasn't injured by the broken glass.
"Sorry, I was trying to clean under the table and I bumped it and the glass fell," he rushed out.
"How you made me fall in love with you is beyond me," you smiled down at your boyfriend, shaking your head.
"Hey!" he whined, looking up at you with a pout and puppy dog eyes.
Your smile only grew. "Oh, yeah," you mumbled, "That's how."
"At least I have the vacuum out already," he said, still pouting slightly.
With the larger pieces now collected and placed back on the table, he stood. As he did so, you placed your hand on the back of his neck and pulled him in to a kiss.
"I love you," you told him. "Clumsy tendencies and all."
He gave you a little smile. "I'm still sorry."
"Don't worry about it, there's plenty more glasses in the kitchen," you pointed out, before turning away to continue your chores, hearing the vacuum start up again as Mingyu finished cleaning the mess he had made.
A/N: This was a bit inspired by the clip of Seonghwa talking about how much Atiny seem to like pictures of him with things in his mouth.
CW: strap-on, dom/sub vibes, sub!seonghwa, use of safeword
You had a weird love of your boyfriends lips and he had become aware of the fact. He would comment on the great reception from fans if he posed touching his lips or with something in his mouth. This sparked the conversation that led to the purchase of a strap-on.
Arriving home one day, Seonghwa greeted you at the door with a rather sheepish expression on his face.
"Hi, jagi."
"Why do you sound guilty?" you questioned immediately.
"I was a bit excited and I opened the post without you," he explained, producing the strap-on from behind his back.
You felt an instant shift in your demeanor as the air thickened.
"Now?" you asked.
Seonghwa simply nodded, handing you the toy and heading to the bedroom. With a smile on your face you followed your boyfriend, watching as he pulled off his shirt and grabbed a pillow to kneel on so that he was ready for you. Following suit, you got yourself ready, positioning the toy around your hips. Even just the sight of your beautiful boyfriend kneeling on the floor, watching you attentively with his wide eyes was enough to turn you on.
As you finally took your place in front of him you checked in one last time.
"Are you sure you're ok with this?" you asked. As excited as you were to explore this new kink, you needed to make sure he was comfortable with it and not just indulging you.
He nodded again. "Yeah, I want to try this."
It was your turn to nod now as you stepped closer to him. He reached out to stroke the length of the toy. You stayed still for a while, allowing him to familiarise himself with it, slowly starting to kiss, lick and suck at the strap-on at his own pace.
The moment you watched his plush lips delicately envelop the tip, you knew this toy was going to be a great investment. As you noticed him getting more and more comfortable, you threaded your fingers through his hair, gently encouraging him to take more of it into his mouth. You heard yourself let out an involuntary moan at the sight in front of you.
The grip you had on his hair tightened as you felt a new sensation wash over you. The urge to push Seonghwa's face further down the length of the toy grew as you started to lose yourself. You imagined how hot it would be to hear him gagging around it, to push your hips forwards. Your thoughts ran away with you as you lost yourself to the images in your mind.
Managing to see through the haze that was now clouding your brain, you knew that would be a lot to put Seonghwa through on your first session with this new dynamic. You quickly managed to use your grip on his hair to pull him away and take a few steps back before you froze, a distant, far off gaze in your eyes.
"Jagi?" Seonghwa asked, wiping the drool from his chin and climbing to his feet. "Hey, is everything ok?" he spoke again, placing his hands on your shoulders, clearly concerned.
You simply hummed in acknowledgment of his words and took hold of his wrists as you took some deep breaths, trying to ground yourself.
"I just... I-I felt..." you couldn't manage to finish a sentence, your eyes flicking about but still not quite focusing on anything.
"It's ok angel, can you look at me?" Seonghwa asked, moving his hands to cup your face, your grip on his wrists never faltering as he moved.
As calm as he was appearing for you, your boyfriend couldn't help but worry, he'd never seen you like this. He simply stayed in front of you, watching and waiting for your gaze to focus on him.
The gentle strokes of his thumbs along your cheek bones helped to slowly pull you back to him.
"I'm sorry," you told him.
"It's ok," he assured you, looking at you with eyes full of affection. "Are you alright?"
You nodded. "I just kind of felt myself slipping way, losing control. I was worried I'd get carried away and hurt you if I didn't stop."
"But you stopped and I'm not hurt, just worried about you."
You finally moved then, pulling him closer and nuzzling into him as you hugged him tight.
"Thank you," you mumbled. "Thank you for looking after me."
"You don't need to thank me. It's my job as your boyfriend," he said as he began to stroke your hair. "Why don't we get that off you and just snuggle for a bit?"
"Sounds perfect," you told him, pulling back to smile up at him. "But I would like to try this again sometime. I was actually really enjoying it."
Seonghwa helped you out of the strap as he continued the conversation. "Yeah, we definitely can. I got more into it than I thought I would."
"Good," you said as he pulled his top back on.
"Come on then, angel," he said, taking your hand before leading you to the sofa for all the cuddles and soft kisses you could possibly need.
A/N: Got a request for some more Jackson on here, so I finally finished this story I started about 3 years ago!
Jackson had had a long day and you knew this. It wasn't a surprise to you that after a quick hello and a kiss he headed straight to the bedroom. What was a surprise was entering it later and finding him still awake.
"What's up baby?" you asked him. "Can't sleep?"
You sat beside him and ran your hand through his hair soothingly.
He shook his head. "I want sex."
You were taken aback by his blunt words.
"You look like you want sleep."
"Ride me?" he asked, giving a pout and his irresistible puppy eyes.
"Really?"
He honestly looked to you like he'd fall asleep before either of you climaxed.
"I've missed you. It feels like so long since we were together and I kept getting distracted thinking about you today."
"I can lay with you and cuddle while you fall asleep?" you offered.
Jackson just looked up at you with a pout and his puppy eyes you loved so much. He ran a hand up and down your thigh.
"Please?" he asked again, his hand wandering slowly higher and higher.
"You are far too persuasive, Jackson Wang," you sighed, causing a bright smile to appear on your boyfriends face.
He swiftly pulled you so were straddling him and brought your lips together. You couldn't help but giggle into the kiss at how eager Jackson was despite his sleepy state.
"Baby," you mumbled against his lips and he just hummed in response. "I'm wearing far too many clothes for this," you finished, pulling back slightly.
It was Jackson's turn to let out a laugh this time, releasing his grip on you so that you could shed your clothes. He lazily threw back the covers so that you could join him under them. That was when you noticed that he was already naked and semi hard.
"You really are keen, aren't you?" you teased before climbing back on top of him.
He just grinned up at you, before pulling you back down to connect your lips once more. One of his hands threaded through your hair while the other splayed out against your back, keeping you as close as possible.
As your lips were engaged with Jackson's, you slowly began grinding down against him.
"Baby," he moaned, "Feels so good already."
You smiled before kissing him again, continuing your movements to make sure you were both ready before going further.
As you finally slid down onto him, he let out a low moan, his eyes fluttering shut.
You smiled, letting out a happy hum yourself. "Is this what you needed, baby?"
He hummed in confirmation. "Love you," he mumbled out in his half sleepy, half blissed state.
"Love you too," you smiled, capturing his lips in yours and rolling your hips.
Jacksons breath hitched at your movement, so you continued.
"Let me know when you're close, yeah?"
The only reply you got was a nod as he gripped your hips tightly to keep you moving against him. You allowed your hands to roam from his chest around his body, your hips still grinding against him.
Despite his tired state, Jackson was still rocking his hips in time with yours, his hold on your hips so tight it was as though he was worried you may vanish.
"Close, baby," he muttered, screwing his eyes shut.
You leant forward to kiss his lips. "Good," you whispered in his ear, "Let go for me, baby."
The closeness of your body against his, your soft breath against his ear and the continued movement of you hips timed with his was exactly what he needed to reach his high.
With a grunt as his movements stuttered as you kept circling your hips, riding out his high and chasing your own. After finishing yourself, you pushed yourself up again, looking down at your boyfriend. His eyes were still closed as you softly brushed his hair away from his forehead.
"Is that what you needed?"
He nodded and hummed, the only response he had energy to give you.
"I'm just going to clean up and I'll be back to snuggle you," you said as you got up to head to the bathroom.
Upon your return you pulled on the first of Jackson's tshirts you found and were very unsurprised to see his fast asleep in almost the exact position you left him in.
With a small smile, you pressed a kiss to his cheeks before snuggling into him to drift off yourself.
A/N: Thank you very much to the nonie who requested KJK with his daughter on Running Man, hope you all enjoy this :)
When the staff of Running Man had asked if you and your daughter wanted to guest on the programme, you'd agreed wholeheartedly. Your husband had always been very open about your relationship and you and your little girl had popped up on his YouTube and occasional shows with him.
The only difficulty was keeping this one a secret from Jong Kook. None of the cast members knew what the plan was for this episode which was part of the fun. The idea was that they would each have a guest to help them out with the main task of the show, but first they would have to find the guest.
Before the search began all they were told is that it would be obvious when they had found their guest not someone else's.
You and your daughter were tucked away in a small supply room, ready and waiting for Jong Kook to find you. Luckily, today was a good day for your toddler and she was more than happy to play along once you had told her you were playing hide and seek with appa.
The first time the door opened, it was a surprised Jae Seok. You gave a little bow in greeting as he said hello to both of you, patting your daughters head.
"You're not appa," she pointed out.
"No, I'm not," Jae Seok agreed. "I'm going to close this door again and you are going to stay nice and quiet while appa keeps looking for you, yes?"
She nodded vigorously, earning a chuckle from him.
"I'll see you later," he told you, before concealing your hiding spot once more.
"Appa isn't very good at this," your daughter commented and you couldn't help but chuckle at her words.
The next time the door opened, it was your husband who greeted you.
"Yeobo?" he asked, clearly surprised to find you there.
"Yay!" your daughter cheered. "Good job, appa!"
He quickly kissed your cheek before bending down to scoop your child into his arms.
"What are you guys doing here?" he asked her.
"Hide and Seek!" she announced happily.
"We're your teammates," you told him.
He couldn't hide the happiness on his face as the three of you headed back to the main recording area. Everyone was surprised and delighted to see your daughter there as those who had already arrived came over to fuss her. Watching your big strong Kookie being so gentle and soft with your girl had always been a soft spot of yours, so you just stood back and watched as your husband proudly showed her off and introduced her to both cast and crew. It always amazed you how happy and outgoing your little girl was becoming. She was clearly enjoying all the attention she was getting. No doubt it helped that she was safely in her appa's arms and he would squeeze her or give her little kisses as she chattered away to whoever was listening.
I'm thrilled to see that you still write for Jong Kook. So here's mine!
I got inspired by your Appa one. So how about when the running man invite reader and their kid as a special guest. If yk what I mean. Jong Kook doesn't know so imagine how shock he is.
I hope you understand what I'm writing. Feel free to skip this! :)
Hiya, Thank so much for this idea, it will be going up tomorrow :)
