Wonwoo never meant to fall in love with his wife, honest!
Tags: fake marriage au, businessman!wonwoo, strangers to spouses to lovers, rom com, smut, fluff
For Worse Or For Better | And Better, and Better, and Better (alternate ending)
All Of You, All Of Me | Barefoot In The Kitchen
Breathe In, Breathe Out (Complete)
Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: ~9.2k
Whenever We Breathe: Weed always makes you a bit looselipped, especially around your two best friends, Wonwoo and Seungcheol.
Ruin The Friendship: Wonwoo knows he's fucked up by avoiding you after you, him, and Cheol slept together. He doesn't know how exactly he can fix it, but he figures begging for your forgiveness might be a good start.
Tags: high best friend threesome, best friends to lovers, idiots in love, hurt/comfort, rom com
Whenever We Breathe | GN Part One | Ruin The Friendship | GN Part Two
Good Luck Charm
Wonwoo is having a minor breakdown in a closet pre-tournament. Thank goodness you know the perfect good luck charm for him! | est. relationship, progamer!wonwoo, semipublix sex, tiny bit of aftercare
Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: ~3.0k
Angel Kisses
Wonwoo just got his wisdom teeth out, which is normal enough, but why is there an angel in the car?
Rating: T | Word Count: ~1.2k
Tongue Twister
Wonwoo has started practicing tongue twisters before bed. This benefits you greatly.
Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.1k
Step By Step
Finally, you and Wonwoo are married. Now if only you knew anything about what's waiting for you in his Royal Quarters.
Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.3k
Nothing But Love (Complete)
Wonwoo's never had a girlfriend for Valentine's Day before, or a girlfriend period, so this day needs to be perfect.
Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~8.0k
Part I | Part II
Interlude No. 5
You've been laying in Wonwoo's arms for hours, watching him play video games. Or, more accurately, watching his hands as he plays video games.
The last bit of sanity in your mind vanished the moment before you asked your hot neighbour to be your fuckbuddy. Whatever prompted you to muster the courage to get the words out was something you didn't know you had inside you.
But he wasn't saying no.
✮ pairings: joshua hong x afab!reader
✮ genre: smut mdni you'll get blocked
✮ word count: 11.8k
✮ aus: rock singer joshua (not famous), neighbours with benefits
₊ part ii — other chapters
₊🎧: insomnia - shinee | closer - jihyo
₊ nsfw warnings under the cut
✮ warnings: smut with plot, softdom!joshua, bigdick!joshua, somewhat inexperienced reader, sex talks, a bit of corruption kink, instalove(ish), pet names: sweetheart, pretty, baby, princess (hers). a bit of size kink, wet dreams, dirty talk, foul language, making out, oral sex (f), protected sex, squirting, multiple orgasms (f)
part i
A soft thud startled you. What followed then were muffled sounds of a woman crying out and moaning continuously, bed creaking loudly and pushing rhythmically, and then frantically against your bedroom wall.
You groaned.
Lying on your mountains of pillows and squishmallows, you covered your face with your duvet as the moans continued, crying out and being muffled by the walls, but you could still hear them.
It's the second night you hear your neighbours have really loud sex. The first time you didn't mind, since you were deep in a writing session and you have pretty good headphones that cancelled the sounds of your neighbour fucking someone into the walls.
But now there was no way to avoid hearing them.
Given that you'd presented the first rough draft of your manuscript early, you had time to relax for a bit. To the exception that you've pushed yourself so hard lately that your sleep schedule was deeply fucked up and now your body was wide awake during the middle of the night.
You jumped out of your bed and grabbed your coat, scurrying away from the sounds of your neighbours going at it.
You felt somewhat disturbed, but not in the way that anyone would if they hear their neighbours having sex. You felt rattled, as if your neighbours having a good time and not you was the actual problem and not that they were too noisy in the middle of the night.
The only way to the rooftops was through the emergency stairs, so when you got there, you were panting silently. The midnight air cooled you off and brushed your hair gently when you stepped out to the rooftop.
Beyond the door, a wide concrete square stretched off into the distance. Your typical route took you east, where the lookout point offered an impressive view of the city skyline.
The perimeter of the rooftop was lined with a brick mid wall that stood up to chest height, providing a protective barrier along the edges.
You were convinced that you were the only one visiting this place. Since it was vacated every time you came here to wind down and take fresh air away from your computer.
The night was so still that it offered you some solace, it made your imagination run. You loved this piece of tranquillity, the times when you came here in the dead of the night to presence the stillness of the city.
During sleepless nights, you found solace in this place, waiting for the dawn. As the city slowly awoke, you reflected on the ordinary lives of the people, contemplating their daily routines. It gave you some incentive to keep working on your manuscript.
You let an hour pass. It seemed reasonable to you. Drawing from your own lived experiences, an hour was too long but you decided to give your neighbours the benefit of the doubt.
When you returned to your apartment, it was quiet enough to force yourself to sleep. But instead, the hours went by and you stared at the ceiling for while, lying in your bed.
It usually happened this way; whenever you felt like sleep was drawing near, something would snap in your brain and kept you awake until you'd blackout.
Wide awake, you were overcome with a curiosity that led you to wonder about your next-door neighbours. Although you had a vague idea of who lived there, the occasional sounds intrigued you. Sometimes a guy's loud singing would drift through the walls, or you'd hear the casual strumming of a guitar in the middle of the afternoon.
And also, the obvious loud moans of a woman in the middle of the night.
You have never had the chance to meet them, and you were pretty sure that you didn't want to now that you've heard them fuck twice.
It was 7AM the last time you remember looking at the clock before finally falling asleep.
The curtains of your bedroom blocked out the light from outside completely and there wasn't any strange or loud noises that could possibly interrupt your long awaited sleep.
Until you heard someone strumming an electric guitar quite loudly on speakers. The sound came from the next door neighbour, the same you heard last night having really loud sex.
The same chords were strung over and over again, as if rehearsing a tune.
"Oh my god," you muttered under your breath.
Throwing the bed covers away, you jumped out of bed again. A deep feeling of rage boiling inside you when without thinking, you marched outside the hall of your apartment and knocked on the door of your immediate neighbour; loud enough for them to hear it over the guitar speakers.
What followed then was the sound of speakers dying abruptly, a shuffle of steps of someone coming towards the door. A tall man opened it, and you met his face. Big brown eyes looked down at you, while raising one perfect eyebrow.
The rage inside you smouldered down at the sight. You weren't counting on your neighbour being... well, being hot as fuck.
His hair was dark, with a few stray strands gently touching his eyebrows, you noticed the ring adorning one of these. Big eyes were dark and curious, like those of a doe, scanning you up and down. The ghost of a smile adorned his pinkish red lips, hiding his teeth.
"He-hello," you mumbled awkwardly. "I'm your neighbour from 317."
Why wouldn't you just say you were from next door, you didn't know. Probably you were so sleep deprived that you didn't know how to act human anymore.
Your neighbour showed you a kind smile. "Hi. I'm Joshua," he rose a hand and waved friendly. "Can I help you with something?"
"Yeah," you said, but after two seconds added: "can you keep it down, please? I'm trying to sleep."
"Uh, sure. Sorry about that, I was just testing equipment," he said while smiling politely.
You quickly glanced at his strong arms as he crossed them over his chest and leaned against the door frame. You realized he was using his body's motion to check you out too.
The anger inside you dissipated quite quickly and that was good enough of a reason to be angry again. It felt like your brain was short circuiting, struggling to control emotions properly.
"Maybe you could play at a more reasonable hour. Not this early in the morning," you blurted out before you could make sense of your own words.
He chuckled. It wasn't mocking you at all, it was as if he enjoyed being chastised.
"It's 12 PM," he informed while coughing to mask his chuckle.
12 PM? You felt your shoulders slump down a little. You were making a fool of yourself, not only that, you probably looked crazy. Sleep deprived, irritated, standing in your hot neighbour's doorstep wearing bunny pyjamas.
And then, your mouth lost all filter.
"Well, I lost track of time since you couldn't keep it down last night," you accused.
The pierced eyebrow arched up. "Last night?"
"Yes! You were really loud last night!" you felt your cheeks blush.
"Me?" his brow furrowed. And for a minute, you thought he was trying to play dumb.
"Yes! And it's been two weekends in a row now!"
His mouth parted in bewilderment. "Oh, no," he chuckled awkwardly. "I'm afraid that wasn't me."
The heat from your cheeks was so prominent now you swore that it would show on your face and neck.
"Maybe your girlfriend's been cheating on you cause I heard them having really really loud sex!"
His lower lip was still hanging a little, his brow deeply furrowed but he composed himself quickly to say: "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Well, whatever! Just try to be more prudent of your neighbours!" you hushed and then stomped off before you could embarrass yourself any further.
"Prudent," you heard him snort. "Kay. I'll keep it in mind! Nice meeting you!"
As soon as you closed your apartment door you let out a long frustrated groan.
You made your way back to your bed. Slumping down on your pillows and squishmallows to let out yet again another groan.
But your neighbour didn't use his guitar again.
Suffering from chronic insomnia could vary depending on the person experiencing it.
The first time you remember having insomniac nights was when you were in university, pulling all-nighters had affected your sleeping habits and in the aftermath, you'd find yourself waking up in the middle of the night feeling just as energetic to go for a run.
So you've tried a variety of options to counterattack the insomnia. Ranging from sleeping pills, calming teas, meditating, to some more questionable ones.
The one option that you resorted to sometimes when you were feeling up to it, you'd go to the gym. It wasn't as expensive, or addictive and it had good results on your overall wellbeing.
You closed your apartment door, the noise from it echoing along the long dust-smelly hall. As you walked to the elevator, you checked if you brought everything you needed with you, keys, id card, phone, earphones; the latter you already had them on you.
The doors parted and you stepped inside, a shadow followed you closely behind. You turned to see who it was, only to turn back around to face the reflecting doors of the elevator.
From the brief glimpse you caught of him, your attractive neighbour was leaning back against the mirrored elevator wall. He had swapped his earlier attire of washed-up jeans, a black t-shirt, and a denim jacket. He was carrying a large guitar case over one shoulder.
Pretending to be oblivious to his presence, you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Sneaking another glance through the mirrored elevator doors, you caught him looking at you briefly, his eyes taking in your entire frame. In the reflection, your eyes met his, and you could see the corners of his lips rising in a small, knowing smile.
The blood on your cheeks seemed too burn. You bit your lip as you pretended to busy yourself on your phone, changing songs on your playlist frantically until the elevator stopped and you stepped out, rushing to the doors of the building.
The workout session that night was interesting, to say the least. As you were working on the mat, trying to strengthen your abdomen as best as you possibly could, your mind would wander elsewhere, inevitably falling on the thought of your hot neighbour.
You'd think on the way he looked leaning against the elevator wall, the very poise of him was unsettling. And something made you think that he probably knew the effect his looks had on people. Looks and attitude.
Involuntarily, you scoffed quite loudly in the middle of the gym. Like a knee-jerk reaction. Luckily no one seemed to notice you, but you felt embarrassed either way as you continued working out.
That night you had a sound sleep, much thanks to the exercise. It was all going al right until your dream turned into a really unusual one.
Because, you were in your bed, panting, squirming in your bedsheets. Then when you looked down, there was someone with you in the covers, you could see a shapeless someone on top of you under the sheets.
In your dream, you half knew what needed to happen next, as if you were a mere witness of your own wet dream. Your hands grabbed at the covers of the bed at the same time you experienced an orgasm, tensing your body in low whimpers and skin sizzling.
Slowly pulling your covers back you found a man of raven black hair slotted between your thighs, still ravaging your core with his mouth. Intuitively you knew who it was, but couldn't see his face, only the single silver ring adorning his eyebrow.
You woke up abruptly after that, feeling a tingling a rush of warmth in the apex of your thighs. Did you just...? Your hand snapped underneath your panties, fingers digging between your pussy lips to find out that you were pooling, your aching core pulsating in need for more attention.
A groan came out from your mouth. Feeling helpless, you went in and grabbed the drawer from your nightstand to get your vibrator, even though you knew that what you needed was something more than that.
Your thoughts couldn't go pass the fact that you just had a wet dream, one that included your neighbour who you barely knew. You tried to reason with yourself that you're just lonely, he is hot as fuck and been quite literally hammering loud sex into your bedroom wall for two weekends in a row.
Yeah, that sounds reasonable.
The jarring sound coming from the boiling kettle startled you.
You jolted and stood from your couch to turn off the stove. The steam when you poured the boiling water on your travel tea tumbler caressed your face, and you let the smell of peppermint tea leaves in inhaling a big breath.
It had been over a week since you got your manuscript back with all the comments from your editor, letting you know succinctly that now you had a lot of work to do.
But there was a suggestion from your editor and the publishing team in general that left you perplexed for what followed for the rest of the week.
Between all the things that needed fixing in terms of narrative and structure of your manuscript, your team suggested to maybe include some mature sex scenes. You knew from the moment you signed in for this novel that there was a possibility to write in some erotic scenes but it was never settled. And you thought you might have gotten away with it.
But your literary agent and newfound best friend, Yena, told you that it was almost inevitable. Your romance novels have been fine without sex scenes so far, but now that you had signed up for a lengthier fantasy trilogy including vampires, you just had to be more serious about it.
"You can't have sexy vampires without the sex part," Yena told you over the phone.
"Yes I can," you countered, feeling a bit stand offish.
"Your book is already rated for adults with all the violence it has. There is nothing bad with adding a few scenes of your main character getting dicked down."
You sighed and looked up to the ceiling, as if you'd might find some escape there. "You're sounding really ridiculous right now, Yen."
Yena laughed. "I know. This is me trying to convince you. Trust me, this will be great for sales."
"I don't care about sales," you lied a bit. You cared, but it wasn't at the top of your priority list.
"Well, I care. Will you do it for me?" you couldn't see her but you could imagine her big puppy eyes beaming at you.
"I'll work on it. But I can't make any promises."
"Nuh-uh," she tutted. "You pushed so hard to distance yourself from your teenage love romance novels. So now you commit."
"Pffft," you chuckled. "You got it."
"Hey, but take it easy," she suggested. "You're still within the deadline."
You knew that. But there was an eagerness inside you to get this out in the world. You had been lucky to be picked up for your 'teenage love romance novels', but deep down you always wanted to write something into the fantasy-romance, or romansy, genre.
But now with the evident push in erotica lately, you also knew that this was going to be asked in your books. It was an option at the beginning, but you decided to play dumb about it.
However you couldn't play dumb any further.
So, you hid in the best place you knew. The rooftop was busy with the noise of the big city. Lights from the endless maze of tall buildings shut on and off sporadically. You could see the traffic lights change every few seconds, and cars honking every now and then.
You brought your tumbler with you to sip peppermint tea as the noise from the busy night swarmed your senses, you closed your eyes, taking the night in.
It would be nice to bring a chair.
Before you could react promptly, you picked up some faint noises from behind you, a shuffling of steps and suddenly, you opened your eyes to see your neighbour standing next to you.
"Oh my god," your hand flew to your jolting chest. "You fucking scared me."
He was looking up the sky, a calm expression on his face. When he heard you cuss he turned his smiling gaze to you. "Sorry. I didn't mean to."
"What are you doing here?" you asked, still a bit breathless.
Joshua shrugged, his hands were deep in his pockets. "I wanted to see where you'd go every time you take the stairs."
You eyed his dark frame up and down. Dressed in all black, black converse, jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket. He looked like he was attending a rock concert.
He noticed you eyeing him up, so you quickly had to put in: "You've seen me come here?"
"I only hear you. In the middle of the night, in the morning. You know, from someone who yelled at me for being 'loud', you do slam doors pretty loudly."
Your cheeks burned. "I didn't yell at you," you mumbled. "And you were the one who was really loud."
"It was nearly noon when I was playing," he smiled down at you.
"What about the nights you were loud too?"
"I told you," he pointed. "It wasn't me."
"I heard your girlfriend too," your brow furrowed. "Don't try to tell me that what I heard were two ghosts fucking."
The sound of your neighbor's laughter triggered a response within you. It seemed to intensify the warmth in your cheeks, yet the tightening sensation in your stomach was far more distracting.
"I don't have a girlfriend, 317," he crooned with his sweet voice.
"Well, I heard a woman," you insisted, trying to ignore that he called you by your apartment number. Three-one-seven. Anything could sound pretty coming from his mouth.
"Hasn't it occurred to you that I might have a roommate?" he asked, putting his arms up the border of the rooftop.
"Oh," you bit the inside of your cheek.
"Mmm-huh," he nodded his head once. "I suppose that your room is next to his and the woman you heard is his girlfriend."
"Crap," you muttered under a breath and you shut your eyes. "I am so so sorry."
"It's okay" he smiled politely and ran one of his large hands through his dark hair. "They can be quite loud, though."
"Right?" you murmured. "I'm still sorry you had to see me in such disarray, though."
"Disarray," he chuckled. "Why were you in disarray?"
He emphasized the word in a goofy tone, making you smile a little but you quickly rolled your eyes.
"Sometimes I get insomnia. Most nights actually," you told him simply. "And I'm quite protective of the few hours I do get to sleep."
"Protective is an understatement," he muttered. "More like feisty."
A laugh erupted from your belly. The sound made him look at you again with his smiling eyes.
"She can laugh," he said feigning surprise.
"She is not usually as feisty as you got to see a week ago," you countered. "You just had the misfortune of meeting me in a bad night."
"It wasn't even night time," he chuckled.
"Whatever," you quipped with a childlike tone and his smile grew broader.
The tea was cold when you lifted it to your lips. You poured more into the little pink cup in your tumbler, the steam lifting the city lights.
"So what brings a pretty girl like you here every night? Besides the insomnia" he asked, looking up to the building lights.
You looked at your neighbour. The sound of him calling you pretty shouldn't have the effect it had on you. Your mouth went dry and you felt the knot in your stomach tighten.
"I uh... come here for inspiration," you muttered shyly.
You knew you had zero reasons to trust him but damn, you were lonely.
His eyebrow arched slightly. "Inspiration," he repeated slowly.
"I'm a writer," you mumbled shyly, diverting your gaze from your hot neighbour.
"Oh, I see. Makes sense," he replied shortly.
"Why?"
"You say big boring words," he smirked.
"Big boring words," you blinked. "No I don't. That doesn't say I'm a writer anyway."
"It says that you're just boring, then," he teased.
"I'm not," you whined. "You're a tease."
He laughed, he was enjoying this. "I might be. But at least I don't say disarray, or what was it? Prudent."
"I like big boring words," you grumbled with a pout.
A soft sigh came from your neighbour, he had a small smile on his face.
You drank your cup of tea while it was still hot and poured a little more.
"Am I interrupting your moment of inspiration, then?" he wondered.
"No. I'm actually procrastinating," you sighed. "I have to fix some subplots of my manuscript. I don't even know what to write yet so I came here to escape from it for a bit until I figure it out."
He arched one eyebrow again, his lip popping outwards and nodded. "I'm going to pretend I understood what you just said."
Fuck. He was also cute. The sharp pain in your stomach returned. It irritated you a little that he wasn't actually doing anything and you still thought he was cute. Or hot.
"I... was asked to add sex scenes to my novel," you rolled your eyes again, cringing from embarrassment.
His eyes read your face for a brief moment and you resisted the urge to hide away. You found it a bit amusing that your neighbour didn't seem to shy away from the abrupt shift in the conversation topic at all.
"And... you don't want to?" he mused, his brows almost touching together.
"I don't–well I do want to," you muttered, feeling defeated.
Your neighbour turned his back to the border of the rooftop and propped his elbows up at his sides.
"I'm confused," he mumbled.
"Apparently it's a trend that guarantees success in the genre I work with. This book deal is important to me and I don't want it to fail just because I can't write a few graphic scenes."
The corners of his lips rose slightly. "How graphic do they have to be? The scenes."
"Well... let's just say I can't just do the 'pan over to the next day' bit," you sighed. "I agreed to write explicit sex scenes and I don't–I can't write them."
With a frustrated groan, you buried your face in your hands. Your heart was beating so hard and loud in your chest that it was also reverberating in your ears.
"Why?" you heard him ask slowly.
You turned your back the same way he had a moment ago, leaning your back against the brick mid wall. "I don't know. I just go blank," you murmured.
The truth is that you lacked first-hand experience.
What little experience you had, it wasn't something you could even put into work for something to write about. And all the times you read explicit erotic scenes, you couldn't even compare it to your experiences, so it seemed more like a fantasy.
You knew you didn't actually require the experience to write, but still it would be a good starting point.
"You lack the inspiration?" your neighbour mused with a grin on his face. He cocked his head to look at you, his dark hair falling away from his forehead a bit.
You gulped.
"Yeah," you sighed, feeling your cheeks burn as you looked up at the night sky.
It grew quiet for a moment, even the busy noise from the city appeared to have died down.
"Well," he said, starting to walk away, "I wish I could help but I have to go to work. Have fun in your little writing adventure, 317."
Your heart still strummed in your ears when you heard yourself say, "Wait!"
Joshua stopped midway through the rooftop and turned to face you.
"You can help me," the words escaped your mouth. "F-find some inspiration."
The tall dark haired man closed the distance between you. His frame was so tall that you had to look up to find his big curious eyes.
"What do you mean?" he cocked his head to the side.
You sighed, trying not to roll your eyes at how ridiculous you felt while asking your neighbour to fuck you. "I need to build up some experience. To write."
The corners of his pretty lips raised as he spoke. "You want to use me to have something to write about?"
"No," you breathed. "I want you to use me."
As soon as the words left your mouth, you felt something in the air between you and him change.
His dark eyes searched your face in disbelief. "You're actually asking me to fuck you."
The tone in his voice was pure awe.
"Yes," you sighed.
"My, you aren't as boring as I imagined you to be," he marvelled, a playful smile on his rosy lips.
The last bit of sanity in your mind vanished the moment before you asked your hot neighbour to be your fuck buddy. Whatever prompted you to muster the courage to get the words out was something you didn't know you had inside you.
But he wasn't saying no.
"For how long?"
"Till I finish the manuscript," you blurted out, feeling a strange reassurance invade your emotions.
His eyes searched your face, their impatience palpable, as though you had triggered a chord of fascination in his mind. "What do I get from this?"
"You get to have your pretty, boring neighbour in any way and whenever you want to," you whispered.
There was a strange feeling of assertiveness that replaced the messy nervousness from a minute ago. For you could no longer ignore the times you'd caught him staring at you. Even in your bunny pyjamas.
As if trying to test you, he grabbed your chin between his thumb and pointer finger. You blinked and gasped at the touch, a mix of emotions invaded you instantly. Your skin prickled.
"I don't even know your name," he narrowed his eyes. "You want me to fuck you but you haven't given me your name."
You mumbled your name out, feeling hot in the face but still not moving an inch from his grasp.
"Such a pretty name," he said, repeating your name, savouring it in his tongue. It sounding pretty coming from his lips and sweet voice, a tingle rushed down your spine.
"So much better than 317."
That was the last thing you said before his lips slid in between yours. A small sigh bubbled up in your chest and you let your eyelids flutter shut as his lips moved in yours.
It was a brief, sweet kiss. But it already had your heart battering against your chest frantically.
"I have to go now," he whispered, still so close to your mouth you felt his lips brush against yours. He placed a small peck on them before pulling away from you.
"Do I... get your number?" you felt stupid asking that.
You saw his back as he walked towards the door to the inside of the building. "Just knock on my door and I'll come by. Or I'll knock on yours, whatever you prefer."
"Mine," you called. "Knock on mine."
Your neighbour pulled the door open and before disappearing inside he placed his free hand up his forehead, saluting at you. "Got it. See you tomorrow then."
Tomorrow.
"What?!" you gasped, but he was already gone.
Most sundays are quiet for you. Since you actually had set a boundary for yourself and made sundays for yourself only. No work calls or emails, and definitely not turning the computer on.
Normally you would've stayed in bed, or go grocery shopping. Whatever you hadn't done during the week you would tend to on your free day.
This sunday however, was different.
A constant buzzing in your head made it nearly impossible to unwind. You even woke up earlier than usual. So you decided to get on with your sunday routine as you normally would.
Said routine consisted in deep cleaning your apartment. Normally you would do the laundry and kept yourself busy tidying up your apartment completely. It wasn't much work, since you lived alone and you considered yourself an organized person.
But today it was a hard task to tackle. You tried to keep your mind away from the memory of your neighbour kissing you softly, tauntingly.
As you were bathing, you laid a plan in your head. You knew you had to relax so, planning your next steps seemed like the best idea to follow down your path to stop your body from being so jittery.
First step was to move your collection of squishmallows to your study. There was a couch in your study so you laid all your squishmallows on it.
Next step was finding the best piece of underwear you had. Now, despite having little to no action in the sex department, you did treat yourself to nice things. So you wore a nice set of panties and bra.
It was nearly 9PM. And you started to actually feel your body burn in anticipation. Joshua didn't say when he would come around, but you thought that it would have to be soon.
Aside from chronic insomnia, you were also a victim to your vivid imagination. You couldn't help but daydream of the things you wanted to do with your neighbour.
His pretty lips on your body, his large hands caressing on your skin...
You let out a frustrated sigh. Joshua wasn't even in your apartment and you were already feeling a little bit impatient. Pathetic. You felt pathetic.
The minutes turned into hours, and you were deeply tempted to just go out and knock on his door like he said you could. But you didn't want to tell on just how desperate you were. If that were even possible still.
At 11PM, you changed into your pyjamas which weren't the bunny ones; just plain blue shorts and a matching top. Feeling embarrassed, but still not sleepy to go to sleep, you decided to wind down in the best way you knew how.
So you were sitting at your couch, playing a videogame with headphones on when you heard a thud over the soothing music of the game.
You removed your headphones, curiously looking at the door. And then you heard it clearly. A knock.
All the plans you had made in your head vanished the moment you saw him.
Scanning him up and down, the very first you noticed that his black hair was wet and pushed back in a relaxed style. He was wearing a white t-shirt along with some black sweatpants.
"Sorry I'm late," was the first thing he said.
"That you are," you pointed but moved aside to let him in since it was nearing midnight and you didn't feel like having a conversation with him at your doorstep.
He crossed your door and noticed the shoe shelf sitting in the entrance and stepped out of his Nike's, leaving them neatly beside your shoes.
You saw him to your living room, where you had abandoned your Switch and headphones. Seeing your neighbour standing in your living room made you feel butterflies in your stomach.
You half expected him to kiss you as soon as he crossed your door. Crashing his lips in yours, his strong arms pinning you to a wall. Like in movies.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting," he said. "Something came up and I didn't have a way to let you know."
"It's okay," you sighed. "I wasn't expecting you'd come."
The pierced brow arched. "Why? I told you I'd come."
"I know," you replied. "I grew tired of waiting."
Your face tingled as he noticed you were ready to go to bed, sending a flush of warmth across your cheeks.
"Mm, I can see that," he noted, taking two steps towards you. "I'm here now. What can I do to make it up to you?"
He stood so close to you that you could catch the smell of his shampoo and soap from his skin.
"I," you gulped feeling your heart beating on your throat, "d-don't know."
He showed a playful smile reached his eyes. "You don't know? This is your idea, miss writer, just tell me what you want."
"I didn't exactly make a list," you muttered, even though secretly you had crafted some fantasies during the time you spent waiting for him to show up.
"Then why don't we just get a feel of each other first?" he suggested, surveying your face as if not knowing how you'll react. "We can get into making your list for next time."
You nodded with your head quietly, and his lower lip pressed up in a cheeky smile. Probably revelling at the confirmation that there will be more nights like this. Joshua leaned toward you, one hand on your chin, holding your face up to his.
"Wait," you breathed, and when your hand flew to the middle of his chest, you felt his lean pecs.
He stopped as soon as he heard you. The smile faded and he searched your eyes.
"I uh... haven't done this in a while," you mumbled awkwardly. "Years, actually."
His brow furrowed slightly. "I'm okay with that," he mumbled. "Just tell me what you like and what's off the table."
A sheepish smile appeared on your flushed face. "I've only done vanilla. So... anything's on the table, really. I'm game."
The hand that was on your chin moved down to a shoulder, pushing off from you to look at your frame. "Anything?" his eyebrows arched, his lips smiling. "You can't be serious."
"Why?" you laughed feeling embarrassed.
"You've ever done something other than missionary?" he asked, you could tell he wasn't mocking your sexual experiences or lack there of, he was genuinely curious.
"Uhm, cowgirl," you muttered, your tone sounding off.
He smiled sweetly. "And you really want to try new things in one night?"
"Why, we could just do what you like," you mumbled, feeling a little too eager. It made your cheeks flush again.
"You need a bit more practice for most things I'm into," he put in simply.
"Oh," you blinked.
That made you think what could he possibly be into that you weren't ready for in that moment. But decided not to pry any further yet.
"Have you ever had an orgasm?" he asked suddenly.
"Of course," you blurted out, feeling a rush of blood flow to your cheeks again.
He rolled his big eyes swiftly. "Let me rephrase: has someone ever made you cum?"
Your breath hitched slightly, but just about enough for him to notice. He only nodded with his head when you didn't vocalize an answer.
"That's what I thought," he mumbled, his eyes locked on yours. "If we're going to do this, I think we need to start there."
You coughed up a chuckle, feeling your fingers shake a little on his chest. "And how are you going to do that?"
He lowered his gaze, and you might have felt yourself grow smaller under his curious eyes.
"I think we can find that out together," he whispered. His hand moved from your shoulder, sliding on the crook of your neck and then you felt your self angle your face for his lips.
At first it was only a small peck, his lips captured yours and broke away briefly once. And then they slid in yours expertly, dominating the kiss, you only followed.
As the kiss deepened, your lips became more comfortable in his. Your body felt more relaxed as your other hand joined in, feeling his hard chest through his white t-shirt.
You could almost swear that Joshua felt your heartbeat with his hand on your neck when it circled to the back of your neck, fingers tangling on your hair, pulling you closer. A moan escaped you and your lips parted on his, giving access to his tongue.
Testing, his tongue lapped on yours once, the noise you made only made him repeat the movement again, at the same moment one of your hands slid from his chest to his lats, and you heard his breath shift a little bit.
That gave you a bit of confidence. You pulled your head back, your lips leaving his briefly.
His rosy lips parted a little, but before he could say anything, you took one of his wrists and started to lead him to your bedroom.
The soft warm light from your night stand lamp was just enough for you to see him clearly. But when you got to your bedroom and saw him standing there, your mind went blank again. It was just as if you didn't know what needed to happen next.
Joshua noticed. He smiled under a small sigh, using the wrist you were still grabbing to pull you to his body again. "Come here," he muttered.
Your chest clashed with his with a small yelp from your mouth. The sudden movement startled you a little. But you liked feeling the proximity to his hard body.
"I'll take care of you," he mumbled. "You don't have to do anything, just tell me if you want to stop. Got it?"
A strange warm feeling swarmed inside your chest. "Okay," you breathed.
"We can take it slow," he suggested with a small shrug.
A thought emerged in your head when hearing his words of reassurance. This wasn't what you had expected from the hot rockstar neighbour at all. You had half expected him to throw you in the bed and follow on what you had dreamt about him.
You blinked. "Don't hold back," you blurted out, "I don't want you to."
A chuckle came out of his mouth. "Okay, princess. Whatever you say," he mumbled before cupping your face to kiss you again.
"'m serious," you stuttered in his mouth.
"Get in the bed," his response was also muffled by your lips. His hands found your waist and he gently pushed you, making you take two steps backwards.
You felt your back hit the edge of your high bed and you sat down, at the same moment that Joshua took the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up his body and dropped it on the floor. Your mind went blank, it happened just as when you had to sit down and write.
Involuntarily, you swallowed thickly at the sight of his bare torso and arms. God, he's so fucking hot, you thought. The t-shirt had ruffled his wet hair a bit, so his hand brushed it back as his eyes found yours.
He approached toward the bed and placed a knee beside you. "Lie back, princess," he muttered softly.
Princess. You felt your skin tingle at the sound of him talking to you in that way. Even hearing him calling you princess was hot. And you were discovering how much your body liked it.
You scooted backwards in your bed until you were in the centre of it, your knees pulled up. Joshua followed you as you moved in your bed, until he stopped before your feet, kneeling on your light-pink duvet.
Lying down on your fluffy pillows, you got a good view of his wide and lean chest and shoulders, his strong arms and his hands as they reached your knees.
With light fingers, he caressed your thighs as he moved them to slot himself between your legs. Your skin prickled under his touch and your eyelids fluttered a bit.
Joshua made notice of your bedroom, as if he was exploring it with his eyes and his eyes fell on your metal bed posts. He smiled slowly, and you could almost see what was formulating in his mind.
"You want to tie me down?" you mumbled.
"Would you like that?" he asked, his head cocking to one side.
"I think so," you muttered sheepishly, body squirming under his gaze impatiently.
His hand cupped your chin, and he leaned down, his free hand sinking on your pillow next to your head as his lips slipped between yours. "I'll keep that in mind, sweetheart. For later."
He continued kissing you, his hand moving from your chin and soon you felt it on the other side of your head in your pillow.
"We can stop whenever you want to. Okay?" he whispered before his lips trailed down your jaw, pressing gentle and wet kisses.
"Okay," you whispered back, closing your eyes when Joshua got to the crook of your neck, planting open mouthed kisses, the brush of his tongue in your skin made you squirm and moan softly in his hear.
A hand crept up your cheek, his lips left the crook of your neck and slipped in your lips sweetly, slowly. You felt your heart racing, thrumming in your neck as his lips parted, and knowingly you gave access to his tongue with a moan from you.
Your hands cradled the back of his neck, pulling him closer as you felt yourself aching under his touch, and under the fast, hot kiss, his tongue sweeping on yours, eliciting moans and whimpers from you.
"That feels good," you muttered when his lips went down on the other side of your neck.
Joshua only hummed softly in response when he heard you, then two of his fingers tugged the neck of your top to leave more open mouthed kisses on your collarbone. You felt your skin prickle, your nipples hardening against the thin fabric of your top.
"Joshua," you whispered, craning your neck to give him more space for him to kiss.
"Mmm?" he hummed again as the tip of his tongue lapped along your collarbones, earning a whimper from you.
When you made no response he stopped kissing your neck and lifted his head to face you properly.
"Undress me," you breathed nervously, your fingers twitched a bit on the back of his neck.
He grinned, planting a small kiss on your chin, and another on your lower lip. His hands grabbed the lower part of your top and tugged it upwards.
"Arch your back for me, princess," he mumbled.
When he removed your top off your body, a hand caressed your bumpy skin, his thumbs playing with your nipples to watch you squirm and moan in pleasure. He knew you liked that, so he bent down and captured one of your nipples with his lips, while the other was still being fumbled between his fingers.
The noises coming from your mouth only egged him on, his tongue circling your nipple and kissing it, sucking gently earning louder moans from you and then he would carry onto doing the same for the other nipple.
The sensations overwhelmed you. The smell of his shampoo on his wet hair as his head bent down to tease your nipples with his mouth, the inevitable response of your body as your skin prickled and your aching core pooled in your panties, throbbing desperately for attention.
You held his body, one hand tangled in his raven black hair and the other down the back of his neck. Breathing hard at the sensation of his tongue swiftly licking your tits, his teeth grazing softly on your skin and tugging to find out whatever made your moans louder, needier.
Kisses trailed down from your sternum all the way down to your belly button, casually lapping your skin with his tongue, tasting your skin as if he was familiarizing with it. You bit your lip down when the sensation of his tongue on your skin sent shivers down your spine, making you squirm in your bed.
You watched him lift his face, his dark eyes finding yours.
"Don't do that," he muttered, a thumb pulling down your lip from your front teeth. "I like hearing you."
"I don't want to be loud," you mumbled shyly.
His eyebrow lifted. "Why?" he smiled playfully. "You can get payback on my roommate now."
You chuckled. "That's rude, Joshua," you said, but considered it for a second.
His lean shoulders shrugged. "I think it's fair game."
You gave him no reply.
"You're so pretty," he muttered, slotting himself between your legs, bending down to deposit a hot kiss on your lips. "So hard for me to say no."
"You're not so bad yourself," you blurted, a shy smile emerging on your lips. "Not bad at all, actually."
He chuckled, a soft sound that made your chest flood with a warm sensation. "D'you like me?"
His question caught you off guard, and for a moment and you hesitated, thinking that he might be teasing you. Then, you took a deep breath and met his gaze.
"Yeah, I do," you admitted with a frustrated sigh. "I like you a lot."
He let out a small giggle. "Oh, really?" he asked as he continued placing sweet pecks on your chin and under your jaw.
"Yeah," you breathed, feeling a bit dazed. "I even had a dream about you once."
He hummed, his head was now between your legs, kissing your inner thighs as his hands caressed your legs with soft touches. "Tell me more about this dream."
"Y-you, oh god," you uttered at the same time his mouth nibbled gently at the soft skin of your thigh, your grip on his hair tightened. "You were in my bed with me."
Joshua lifted his head to find your eyes, the ghost of a smirk showed on his red lips. "Pretty baby had a wet dream of me?" he cooed, his fingers gingerly tugging at the band of your shorts.
You swallowed thickly, seeing his fingers tug at your pjs and nodded.
"Tell me what happened in your dream," he muttered. You could notice he wasn't being a tease now, there was a relaxed tinge in his eyes as he slid your shorts down your legs.
"I–don't remember much," you stuttered a bit, seeing him caress your legs again, his large hands on your skin. "You were beneath my covers and..."
Then two of his fingers slid down between your legs, gently touching your clothed core. The movement was swift, but it had you stuttering and arching your back under the tingling sensation on your core that ached for more.
"God," you whispered, shutting your eyelids tight. "Mmm..."
"What happened next, princess?" he purred, his fingers moving to the last piece of clothing you were wearing, sliding it down your legs slowly, a sticky string of your arousal trickling down your thigh.
"Uhmm," you hummed as you saw him slot himself between your thighs, kissing down your belly, nibbling gently at the soft flesh of your thigh, licking the string of arousal that had trickled on your skin.
You gasped loudly when you felt his hot wet tongue so near your pussy. Your fingers instantly grabbed his dark wet hair. "Y-your face was between my thighs and you were... you were... eating me out."
You caught a glimpse of his smirk, and he shot you a glance with those large brown eyes. "Like this?" he muttered before bending his head down your core, licking a strip of arousal with his tongue.
Your back arched involuntarily as your words got caught in your throat, followed by a long high keen whimper. "Oh, m'god. Joshua," your voice sounded broken and distant. You felt lost in the movement of his tongue down your soaked core, licking your arousal and teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue. "Yeah, just like that."
His tongue gave a few gentle strokes to your core, teasing and tasing. He hummed while doing it, a sound of approval before pressing his tongue flatly on your sensitive bud, moving his head up and down in small movements, moving his tongue on you.
While he was exploring your cunt with his mouth, you couldn't stop the sounds of your whimpering and moaning coming from your mouth, your body squirming and trembling with every movement of his mouth on you.
"Oh–god," you whimpered, feeling your body move uncontrollably on your bed. You screwed your eyes shut, and tried to calm down but it was just too much.
"What's wrong?" he asked, pulling his mouth from your core with a smacking noise from his lips.
"N-nothing it's just–ahmm," you gulped hard when you felt his breath caress your sensitive clit. "I've never been eaten out before," you managed to get out.
You darted a look at him, his hands were still angling your legs open for him so it was easy for him to dip his head down and plant soft wet kisses on the soft inner side of your thigh.
"Think of how good you're feeling," he muttered softly. "Think of how good you're going to feel when you cum all over my face," he said and then ran his tongue flatly on your thigh.
You squirmed and moaned, the crudeness of his words sent a warm sizzling wave through your body.
"Can you do that, baby? Just relax, let your body lose while I eat your pretty pussy out," he muttered.
Before you could give him a verbal reply, his tongue slid across your folds again, the only response coming out of you was in the form of a loud moan, your fingers tangling on his wet dark hair again.
Then his hands crept on your lower belly to stop you from moving, as his mouth sucked on your clit, nibbling at the soft flesh with his lips, testing you. You moaned again when the tip of his tongue swirled around your clit, but kept commanding your body to lie still and relax.
The sizzling sensation in your body grew, you could savour your release, your face and limbs growing numb as Joshua drew you closer, his mouth ravaging your cunt as if he were hungry for the taste of you. His hands pressing down your belly at the same time the tip of his tongue darted at the bud, swiftly and unstopping.
Your breath hitched and your eyes shot open, your hands clenching at his soft wet hair. "Oh–," you whimpered. "Oh, Joshua. Don't stop. Please, don't s-stop."
Something inside you snapped, and you couldn't hold it any longer. A fiery wave of pleasure took over your body, your limbs succumbing to the warm trembling orgasm.
All you could hear were the sounds of pleasure you made as you were cumming on his mouth. The whimpers and cries, moaning his name until you started panting, his tongue relentlessly flicking your clit until you felt it ache.
Breathless, your fingers relaxed on his hair as you came down your high, his tongue still licking softly at your core, the flickering movement around your clit made you flinch. You sighed hard, noticing there was a small trail of drool in the corner of your mouth.
Joshua saw you wipe your lips with the back of your hand as he climbed on top of your body, licking his chapped lips, still savouring your taste in them. He dipped his head to capture your lips in his, his tongue swiftly making its way to yours so you tasted yourself in his mouth.
A moan bubbled in your chest. You had never tasted yourself in someone else's lips. You tasted slightly salty, almost had no taste at all but there was a taste in his tongue you recognized as yours.
"You taste so fucking sweet, princess," Joshua whispered as he deposited small feathery kisses on your lips.
You hummed, still languid from your orgasm but you could feel your core still spasming a little. "Joshua," you whimpered in his lips.
"Mmm? What's wrong?" he muttered, his hand cupped the side of your face.
"Want more," you muttered, pressing your lips in his.
"We have all night," you felt his lips smile.
"I want you, Joshua," you whispered, feeling shy at your word choice, even though it could still be open to interpretation.
Joshua was lying on his side next to your body. He was still half dressed in his black sweatpants, his bare torso showing his muscly arms, chest and shoulders.
He smiled softly when your fingers traced an invisible line on his collarbones, almost as if they had mind on their own.
"Sure you're okay, sweetheart?" he muttered, capturing your hand in his, his fingers started tangling with yours playfully.
His hand was huge in comparison with yours, the size difference looked almost cute. You nodded. "Yeah. I want to keep going."
Compliant he nodded, his pierced eyebrow lifted slightly. "What do you want me to do?"
Your other hand slid down the back of his head, pulling his face closer to yours. Your lips locked on his, to capture his lower lip with your teeth, grazing, the tip of your tongue looking for his shyly as he moaned softly on your mouth.
"Just take me, Joshua," you whimpered, your lips brushing on his still. "I want you inside me."
He pressed lazy kisses on your lips. "Pretty girl is greedy," he hummed. "Just came on my face and wants to cum again."
You giggled, feeling shy under his teasing. "Stop it," you whispered.
His fingers tangled in your hair as he pulled you into another quick kiss. "I have to get you ready for me first," he mumbled.
Your eyes followed him as he got out of bed, you saw his stocky bare back and the dimples where his muscles bulged in his shoulder blades.
"What d'you mean?" you whispered, searching for his face.
"Are you on birth control?" he asked, his voice was low as he seemed to be appreciating your naked body lying on your bed.
You shook your head. "Mmm, nope," you muttered.
He nodded, seeming knowingly. His hand moved to dig in the pocket of his sweatpants. The only thing he had brought with his person was a pack of condoms, which he placed on your nightstand before removing his sweatpants and stepping out of them.
You hadn't noticed before the big bulge in his pants, but you did now. It looked huge, even if it was still kept inside his underwear. The outline of his hard cock pressed on the stretchy fabric of his black underwear, there was a small wet stain where the tip of his cock rested.
Suddenly you realised that maybe he was a bit too big for your body. Your past lovers, though evidently not many, weren't as big as he was, and you haven't even seen the full length of his cock. You gulped hard.
Joshua climbed back on your high bed, slumping his body beside yours again. He cupped your chin, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips.
"You're so pretty," he muttered with his sweet voice, his eyes studying your face briefly. "I knew I wanted to do this the moment I saw you standing on my doorstep, all grumpy at me in bunny pjs."
"Y-you wanted me?" you stuttered, your face blazing hot.
His lips brushed yours softly, almost kissing but not quite. "I wanted to see you flustered. Wanted to see your pretty face when I make you needy," he muttered on your lips.
You tried replying, but his hand was too distracting, moving from your chin to the apex between your thighs. His ring and middle finger ran down between your pussy lips, sliding in your wetness.
"Then you asked me to fuck you–my pretty neighbour. Never would've imagined that," he sighed almost as if in awe.
You flinched and your eyelids fluttered when the tip of his middle finger slipped in your entrance. Your hands grabbed at his shoulders when Joshua buried his finger inside you. "Oh, my–Joshua."
He bit his lip at the same time he grinned. God, he was insanely hot. "You like that?" he muttered, searching your eyes.
"Yes," you whimpered, feeling hot in the face. "I can take more."
He complied silently. His ring finger slipped along the middle finger, the squelching sounds from your cunt caused by his two fingers as he pumped them inside and out you deliciously.
"You want more?" the corners of his pretty lips rose.
"Please," you whimpered breathily. And you could see that he liked it, hearing your pleas.
"But baby, you're so tight," he replied softly while looking at his hand work on your cunt. "Practically sucking my fingers in."
You bit your lower lip and closed your eyes, feeling his fingers massage your cunt expertly. Whimpers were muffled in your mouth when Joshua crooked his fingers against your soft inner walls, the squelching noise growing even louder.
"I want to hear you, sweetheart," he muttered, and you opened your eyes to see him. You were face to face, since he was lying on his side next to you in your bed, his hand between your thighs, stimulating your pussy, stretching its walls with his fingers.
"Joshua," you whimpered when the palm of his hand pressed on your clit his fingers massaging your walls. The pressure in your body starting to build up.
"Mm?" he hummed, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek. Then you felt his fingers scissor inside you, stretching your cunt more.
"Oh, god," you moaned above the sounds of your soaking wet pussy. "Please, Joshua. Fuck me, please. I want to feel you inside me."
His eyes widened slightly, as if something stirred inside his mind every time he heard your pleas for him.
He grinned and kissed your lips before pulling his fingers out of you. You shivered at the loss of stimulation but felt the anticipation rising in your body almost immediately when he stood yet again from your high bed.
"I want you here baby," he placed a hand on the edge of your mattress.
You moved in your bed as he got rid of his underwear, making you stop and freeze when you saw his hardened cock slap his lower abdomen.
It was large and thick, for some reason it looked heavy too, leaning to the side a little bit. You spotted a faint mark of a vein that trailed on the length of it, and that the dark pink tip of his cock looked wet in his precum.
While Joshua grabbed a condom from your nightstand and opened it, you placed your ass at the edge of your high bed, realising that he was just as tall that his hips were just on par with yours.
Joshua rolled down the latex down his thick cock, his hands grabbing your hips to position you so that his cock aligned with your core. He bit his lower lip as he dragged his cockhead across your wet cunt, smearing your pussy lips and clit with it before stopping at your core, the crown of his cockhead teasing you slightly, making your breath hitch.
"Ready, princess?"
"'m ready," you muttered, searching for his big doe eyes, which were wild in lust.
He grabbed your hips, supporting your legs with his arms as he started to push his hips to meet yours, his cock sliding inside your wet gummy walls so slow what you could feel him filling you up inch by inch.
It stung a little. You glanced down at where your bodies were connecting, the sight of his cock disappearing inside your cunt was so arousing that you felt a rush of heat flood inside you. You moaned in both pain and pleasure as he slid himself to the hilt, filling you up so good like you've never been before.
"You're okay?" he asked, his voice taut and breathing hard.
"Yeah," you breathed, lying back down on your bed. "'m fine."
A second later, Joshua started pushing his hips against yours, moving slowly as if he were trying to get you to adjust to him.
"You feel so fucking tight, princess," he gasped softly when he started to move faster. "So good."
He gave you a few shallow thrusts to then hoist your legs up and placed your ankles on his shoulders.
You thought the position was awkward, until Joshua pushed his length in again pressing his hips down on you, making you feel his cock buried fully inside you.
"Ahhmm," you tried to utter, your hands clenched in your duvet as your eyes rolled back. "You feel good too. S-so big."
You heard him chuckle. "All for you, sweetheart," he muttered, his breathy moans became more frequent as he thrusted his cock in and out your cunt in a delicious pace.
You opened your eyes to search his face. He was working on your body as if it were the only thing that mattered, his hands keeping your legs resting on his shoulders, his eyes taking you in, flickering down to where his cock was pushing in and out.
Your eyes followed down your lower belly, where you could feel his cockhead hitting your gummy walls each time he pushed his cock inside you.
Then, his pace started to pick up speed and depth. Almost methodically, as if he already knew you needed it without you having to verbalize it. His thrusts became more forceful–animalistic. His hands gripped your legs tighter, his arms circling on your legs to keep your body in place as he rammed his cock inside you.
Joshua had his eyes closed, his sweaty temple rested on the side of your knee as he bit down his lower lip. "Fuck, princess. You sound so fucking good too."
The lewd sounds coming from your mouth were almost foreign to you, unknown to your ears. Words coiled in your throat, broken moans trying to verbalize just how good he felt inside you. You'd whimper when you felt his cock reaching a glorious spot you didn't know could be reached, every time he hit there you felt yourself sink down in pleasure.
"Joshua, I'm–" you called in a breathy whimper.
"You're going to cum again?" he asked, and groaned softly when you nodded with your head. "Rub your clit for me. I'll cum with you."
Your fingers slipped between your pussy lips, finding your swollen clit and started rubbing, reaching your climax in just a few seconds. Joshua's generous thrusts on you and your fingers working on your clit.
A long moan came came from your mouth as tears sprung from your eyes almost instantly, your walls clenching erratically around his cock as he fucked you relentlessly through your high.
"Oh–Joshua," you whimpered breathlessly. "Fuck! Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck."
Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt your body languidly reach its high, a rush of warmth flowed between your legs. But it was wet–it came gushing out from you, smearing on the soft side of your thighs and onto Joshua's crotch.
He groaned loudly, shoving his cock inside your cunt to his hilt, in and out, until the plunging of his hips became mindless. You opened your eyes to see his face, his furrowed brows, his parted pretty lips and the sweat that covered his face faintly.
God, he's just so fucking pretty.
In languid movements, you removed your hand from your clit and felt your arms slump on your duvet as you tried to catch your breath. Joshua's hips were coming to a stop lazily on yours as you heard him breathe hard as well.
You blinked slowly, and saw him look down his body, sneaking a finger between your bodies to run his fingertip on his pubic hair. "You squirted on me, baby," he muttered in a tone of surprise.
"That's what it was then," you said sounding almost as surprised as him, you glanced down to find that he was covered in a glistening wetness.
His chapped lips rose in a faint smile. "Was it your first?"
You nodded with your head, still feeling breathless. "Yeah," you breathed. "It felt good."
He replied with a nod too. "I know," he panted, his chest rising and coming down in heavy breaths. "So fucking good."
He eased your legs back down on the bed as he slowly pulled out from you.
"My legs are shaking," you whispered feeling embarrassed.
He nodded knowingly, he gently held your shaky legs and motioned you to lie down on the centre of the bed. "I'll get myself cleaned up," he muttered.
"The bathroom is the first door on the left," you muttered unconsciously as you crawled languidly to slump down on your pillows face down.
"I know," he chuckled and walked out your room.
A few moments later, you heard water running, the continuous sound of the stream seemed to calm you down from your high and you decided that you could fall asleep like that, naked in your bed and tired after all the work Joshua put you through.
You don't know how much time passed when you heard Joshua return to your bedroom, but you turned to see him picking up his things from the floor. When he found his underwear, he put it on with one swift movement.
"Leaving already?" you asked.
He lifted his head, you realised that you had startled him. "I just thought you were asleep," he explained. "I can leave if you want."
"Can you stay?" your voice sounded small.
Joshua's face seemed to relax. "Of course," he replied.
You patted the space next to your bed and he smiled softly, climbing on the bed and lying down next to you.
"D'you want to cuddle?" he asked with a small sigh. "I don't know what you like doing for aftercare."
"For what?" you mumbled.
He chuckled. "What did you usually do with your ex partners after sex?" he asked, his curious eyes locking on yours.
You shrugged. "I'd usually leave. Call a taxi, dunno," you replied, frowning. "You?"
"God," he sighed, suddenly sounding disappointed. "Who you've been with?"
"A couple of idiots," you replied flatly.
He rolled his eyes and nodded briefly as if saying 'no shit', but a faint smile rose on his red lips. "Turn around," he instructed gently and you did, turning your back to him.
His strong arms encircled you, pulling you closer to his warm body on the bed. A warm sensation filled your chest, making it hard to breathe.
"This is aftercare?" you mumbled, feeling a bit uneasy.
"You don't like it? We can do summin' else if you want," you felt him shrug behind you.
A small kiss pressed on your shoulder blade, soothing you instantly. Then another, his breath brushed your skin and caused it to prickle.
"This is fine," you mumbled, closing your eyes briefly.
"Kay," he whispered.
After a brief while, it grew quiet in your bedroom. You lied so still that you could feel Joshua's heartbeat against your back, his soft breathing landing on your back.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly. "I didn't ask if I was too hard."
You swallowed. "I'm okay. I liked it hard," you answered sheepishly, in a small voice.
He let out a chuckle. "We're just warming up, princess," he muttered, placing more kisses on your back.
You giggled at the feeling of his lips on places where no one had ever kissed before.
"You're ticklish," he cooed. "Oh, princess. I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Your whole body was set ablaze again, a gentle reminder of what was yet to come.
"I'm glad I asked you to do this," you mumbled with a sigh.
"You do?" he asked, his voice was low but sweet.
"It felt good. I didn't think it would be this good," you sighed, feeling shy again.
Then the tip of his fingers started tracing invisible lines along your back gingerly, as he hummed a tune faintly, almost absentmindedly.
"Mmm, I'm glad you liked it," he sounded distant, and you thought that he might be dozing off. "Was it material you can put into your book?"
You glanced back to find his face, he eyed you playfully, a ghost of a smile in his lips.
"I wasn't thinking of my book," you admitted sheepishly.
"Good," he muttered, his eyes wandering to the rest of your body. "I wanted you to enjoy this."
Then you felt it again. That tingly warmth sensation on your chest, it struck you for a moment, leaving you breathless.
"Why?" you had to ask.
His eyes locked on yours again. "You were nervous," he shrugged. "It was your first time with a stranger, right?"
You nodded briefly.
"Though you did say you like me," the corners of his lips rose. "A lot, if I remember correctly."
You groaned, sinking your face back to your pillow and that made him laugh. "Ohmygod," you mumbled.
The gentle caress of his fingers reached the small of your back and moved to the side of your glute. You heard him sigh softly when your skin prickled, and you could imagine that he was smiling.
"What's wrong, princess?" he asked sweetly. "Were you lying? Was it the heat of the moment?"
You could tell he was teasing you, but the fingers on your skin were too distracting. Even the sound of his voice was alluring.
His fingers moved from your back and found your jaw, he lifted your face from the pillow and you found his eyes. "Mm? Tell me," he insisted.
Was he really that egotistical? You brushed his hand from your jaw and he laughed quietly.
"I wasn't lying," you mumbled sheepishly, feeling like it was easier to be honest.
Joshua's mouth curved into a smile. It looked predilect, as if he found you cute.
He bent down and locked his lips with yours, his hand cupping the side of your face as his lips moved on yours passionately. Then he planted small lazy kisses on your lower lip and chin and went back to cuddling you.
"Joshua?" you muttered.
"Mm?"
You turned in his embrace, finding his face. "I wanna go again," you mumbled sheepishly.
His eyebrows arched up and he laughed. "Right now?"
You nodded, a bit too eagerly. "I want you again. Please?"
Joshua's hand moved to cup your face, his mouth pressed on yours, slowly locking his lips with yours. You parted your lips to give access to his tongue, and he moaned in resignation.
"So hard for me to say no."
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part ii
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Warnings: angst, alcohol consumption, swearing, tears, nothing too drastic this chapter 🙏🏼
Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?
A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS, DEAR READERS! Omg it’s been so long and I apologize for that! Hopefully this can tie yall over into the new year! 🥰 I hope you all got spoilt over the holiday period and enjoy this new chapter! 🫶🏼 ALSO shoutout to my girl Wei for pretty much cowriting this chapter with me 💜
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“It’s you, isn’t it?”
Jihoon stares at your brother’s soulmate with wide eyes.
“Is what me?”
“Don’t bullshit me, Lee.” Jeonghan frowns, arms crossed tight across his chest. “Y/N. Are you her soulmate or not?”
Jihoon’s heart skips a beat as he pauses.
“What makes you think that?”
Jeonghan notes his avoidance of the question. “It all adds up a little too well. She found her soulmate the day you were supposed to walk her home. She avoids you like the plague unless she has to be near you. She can barely look in your direction but you stare at her like a lost puppy. I see you smiling about her when you think no one is looking. But… you have Ji-ah.” Your soulmate grimaces. “And knowing my Ladybug, which I do, she would never want to separate a couple if she can help it. She’s too selfless for that. She would give her worst enemy the shirt off her back if she thought it would help.” Jeonghan’s eyes look glazed over, tears filling them. “All of the evidence I’ve seen concludes that you’re her soulmate and she is tearing herself apart to keep you happy.”
“How do you know she is hurting?”
“She is drinking.” Jeonghan mutters. “She only ever drinks if she’s really upset about something. This is the only thing I can chalk it up to. Am I correct?”
“No. You’re wrong.” Jihoon lies through his teeth.
“I hope I am.” Jeonghan retorts quickly. “Because what I’ve heard from Soonyoung about you, you’re a great person.” Your soulmate winces as he feels the guilt seep in again. “I know someone wouldn’t willingly do this to someone as sweet as her.”
“You don’t know me.” Jihoon’s voice is small.
“You’re right. I don’t.” He agrees. “Look, I don’t care if you are or if you’re not. All I care about is that girl back there. If you are her soulmate, you need to stop giving her goo-goo eyes while you’re with another girl and giving her false hope. You need to cut the tether. Let the girl heal in her own way because you two being around each other is giving her hope of a relationship that will never happen.”
“You don’t think I’ve tried that?” He hisses. “I have tried to fucking avoid her and let her heal and let her forget about me!” There are tears in his eyes now.
“If I could change how it turned out, I would. I’m her fucking project partner and her best friend is my best friend. This stupid invisible force keeps drawing me to her and I’m hating it.” His words keep spilling out, the tears beginning to fall.
“I feel her cry every fucking night and I can’t do anything about it and help her without hurting someone else! And the worst part is that still despite everything, she hasn’t told anyone because she doesn’t want anything bad to happen to me! I don’t deserve her! I want to stop her suffering and leave her alone but I can’t! What am I supposed to fucking do?!”
Jeonghan sighs and stares at your soulmate in tears before him. “Is it stupid to say follow your heart?”
“Yes.”
He chuckles. “Then I say make your choice and make it quickly. I can’t stand to see that kid go through any more pain than what she has been through, you better be fast.” Jihoon winces as he watches Jeonghan turn around and begin to walk away. “Jihoon-ssi, Consider yourself lucky that it was me that noticed and not her brother. If it was him, you’d be dead where you stand. Do you understand?”
“Yeah.” Jihoon whispers, running his fingers through his hair slowly.
“Good. I hope I don’t have to tell you to stop hurting her again.”
Jihoon stares up at the starry sky as Jeonghan makes his way back to the campsite, tears still falling down his cheeks. His mind is running a mile a minute, his lungs squeezing as he tries to control his breathing.
What the fuck is he going to do?
It takes Jihoon another 20 minutes before he makes his way back to the group, his brain just as jumbled as it was before. He is no closer to a solution than he was before being confronted by Jeonghan, and he is sure he isn’t going to have it by the end of the night. He looks to the picnic table first, looking to see you still wedged between Jisoo and Seungcheol, sipping from your third bottle of soju. Your eyes are glazed over as you lean quietly into Jisoo’s side, a dopey smile on your face as you laugh at Soonyoung. Jisoo’s arm is kept tightly around you, rubbing your arm soothingly as Seungcheol speaks in hushed whispers with his soulmate.
Jeonghan’s words have planted a seed of worry in Jihoon’s brain as he spots Seokmin watch his soulmate with adoring eyes, who is currently fawning over you. He really should figure out what to do with his fucked up situation, but for now, he makes his way to his housemates and his not-soulmate. He plants himself down in the camping chair next to Ji-ah, who doesn’t seem to notice his arrival. Instead, she is staring at her phone with a little smile forming on her face.
“Did your sister send you some dress ideas, babe?” Jihoon asks, the pet name leaving a bad taste in his mouth.
His presence startles Ji-ah, yelping and almost dropping her phone. “Huh?”
“I just asked if that was your sister.”
“O-oh.” She laughed, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Uhh.. yeah, just talking about cake flavor ideas.” She shoves her phone quickly into her pocket before he can see, cheeks flushed. Jihoon simply hums and nods as he leans forward slightly to listen in on Mingyu and Wonwoo’s conversation.
“No~!” Jihoon hears you whining as Seungkwan takes Seungcheol’s spot beside you. “I want it, Boo.” You jutt your bottom lip out as Seungkwan holds the bottle of soju above your head.
“Ah-ah. No.” His voice is firm. “That is bottle number three when you have had no food in you. It’s time to eat.”
“Why?” You sigh dramatically.
“Because you’re going to get alcohol poisoning.” Jisoo tries to encourage you.
“Maybe I want to get blackout drunk.” You huff.
“Maybe,” Seungcheol agrees with you, leaning against Seungkwan’s back as he held the alcohol high above your reach. “But in this family, we drink responsibly. You will get this back when you eat at least one bowl of rice and some meat.”
“Come on, you,” Soonyoung sits atop the table in front of you, holding the chopsticks full of food towards you. “One bite at a time.”
“No.” You grumble, turning your head away from him.
“If you eat, you get the soju back, Goober.” Jisoo encourages beside you, still rubbing at your arm as you look up at him. Your frown is still visible as he smiles down to you, nodding eagerly. After a long sigh, you open your mouth obediently as Soonyoung puts the awaiting food into your mouth.
“There we go!” Seokmin grins and claps happily at you.
“Good girl.” Jisoo praises, and your cheeks turn red as a small smile forms on your lips, something that doesn’t go unnoticed by your soulmate.
Soonyoung wordlessly offers more food to you, which you take eagerly with Jisoo’s praises, but Jihoon can’t help but stare at your blushing cheeks and dazed smile at your brother's friend with each bite. For the upteenth time that night, Jihoon pushes down the uncomfortable feeling that settles in his stomach as he tries to remember Jeonghan’s words to tell him to move on from you.
Within five minutes, almost the whole plate is finished by you, your rosy cheeks puffed up as you look hopefully to Seungkwan. “I did good?”
“Hmm~” he hums appreciatively. “You sure did.” He grins, patting your head sweetly as he passes the soju to Jisoo.
“Now, you can have this back, but you gotta be good and drink slowly. Okay, Goober?”
“Yes, Shua-‘ppa.” You chirp through your last mouthful of food, and giggle gleefully as he passes the alcohol to you.
Jihoon purposely attempts to keep his back to you to avoid the temptation to keep an eye on you. You’re clearly tipsy at best, and too many nights of handling a drunk, clingy Mingyu have conditioned him to want to try and keep an eye on you to see if you’ll be just as destructive as your friend.
To his surprise though, for the rest of the night you stay by Jisoo’s side, nestled delicately against him. Jisoo doesn’t mind, on the contrary, he has kept up his conversations with the others well as his arm absentmindedly keeps you close, stroking your shoulder as he talks. You stay happily curled up, fiddling with a box of beads and string that Jisoo has brought for the trip, making bracelets as you hum drunkenly to yourself.
“Hyung,” Mingyu is whispering to your brother, standing by the fire near Jihoon’s seat, who can’t help but listen to his housemate speak. “Are you sure you should be letting Y/N-ie drink?”
“She’s not hurting anyone, is she?” Seungcheol deadpans, raising an eyebrow. “Look at her. She’s fine.”
Jihoon follows the line of view with Mingyu, observing you. You’re smiling quietly as you delicately place a purple flower bead onto the small plastic thread, Jisoo leaning down and whispering something in your ear, making you giggle and nudge his side before testing the length of the bracelet around his wrist.
“Aren’t they a little too close?” Wonwoo comments, a frown of concern on his face as your soulmate keeps his eyes on you tying the end of the bracelet around Jisoo’s wrist securely.
“If you’re trying to insinuate my friend would make a move on my sister, you’re wrong.” Seungcheol hums nonchalantly, taking a swig of his beer. “We were all close as kids. This is exactly like how they were.”
“Is Shua single, babe?” Jeonghan asks your brother, loud enough for Jihoon to hear. Jihoon frowns deeply, knowing what he is trying to do.
“I mean, he has a soulmate.” Seungcheol responds, Jeonghan keeping his eyes on Jihoon. “He hasn’t seen them for a long time, but he has one.”
“Interesting.” Is Jeonghan’s only response, sipping his drink as he eyes your soulmate’s obvious grimace.
Your giggles filled the comfortable silence for most of the relaxed evening as you watch Seungkwan nag to Soonyoung, wagging his finger in his face as the older boy starts to imitate him. The night has begun to quiet down now, nearing close to 1am as some of the group have retreated to their tents for the evening, leaving only Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Jisoo, Soonyoung, Seokmin, Seungkwan, Jihoon and yourself left awake. Although, you are clearly losing the battle of consciousness.
You’re currently on your upteenth bracelet of the night, blinking blearily as you place the rainbow beads carefully onto the thread as Jisoo, who now hasn’t left your side almost all evening, joins in as he seems to be making a necklace. Jihoon has been preparing to go back to his tent for a little while now, but he finds himself not able to rest until everyone else has. He stays put in his camping chair as he watches you and your friends wind down for the evening.
“Hey, you.” Seokmin leans over you, making you lean backwards against his front, relishing in his warmth as you hum in content.
“Hi.” You smile sleepily, watching as Seokmin reaches down to tie the bracelet against your wrist.
“Ready for bed, hm?” He smiles down to you as you begin to pout. Before you can speak, though, he laughs. “Come on, Bug, we are going into the city tomorrow to go to the beach. We need to rest so we can have a fun beach day.”
Jihoon can see the gears ticking in your head as you process his words, lip still in a deep frown. It’s cute.
“The bracelets will be here for you tomorrow, y’know.” Jisoo chimes in with a charming smile. “And we are all going to bed now so you won’t miss out.”
“Mm…Kay.” You yawn.
“C’mon.” Soonyoung coos, taking your hand as you rise, reaching up and rubbing at your eye tiredly. He wraps you in a fluffy blanket as he leads you to the large inflatable pool. He glances at Seungcheol and Jeonghan as he passes them, whispering. “Do you have the painkillers for tomorrow?” When they nod, he nods with approval before scooping you up and settling you down on the pillows beside his soulmate who takes you carefully.
“Ready for some stargazing?” Seokmin smiles as you nod silently, already leaning back and looking up at the clear, starry sky as Soonyoung lays down beside you. Your eyes begin to tiredly flutter closed, your head falling and resting against your best friend’s shoulder.
“I thought you said she wasn’t affectionate and cuddly with soulmated people?” Jisoo asked your brother curiously as you snuggle with your friends.
“Normally she isn’t.” Seungcheol hums.
“She’s been drinking, that’s why.” Jeonghan chimes in as he cleans the last of the rubbish on the table.
“Did you end up finding out why?” Your brother asks quietly. “She only ever does when something has really hurt her.”
Jeonghan pauses with a quick glance to Jihoon before shaking his head, a pang of guilt building inside him. “No. She wouldn’t tell me.”
“She will tell you about it when she’s ready, I’m sure.” Jisoo replies sagely with a smile that makes Jihoon almost scoff. He has known you for five minutes.
“Yeah, but…” Seungcheol sighs.
“Hey, no buts.” His soulmate smiles, pecking his lips. “She’s in the safest hands she could be in. And like Joshuji said, she will tell us when she is ready.”
After the others all made their way to their tents for the night, (and after a stupid longing stare at you resting in Soonyoung’s arms) Jihoon heaves a sigh as he steps into his small tent to see Ji-ah sitting straight up on the mattress, looking as if she’d seen a ghost.
“Babe?” The name leaves a bitter taste in his mouth that he chooses to ignore. It causes Ji-ah to jolt, not sensing his presence. “Is everything alright?”
“Jihoon,” she sighs nervously. “Something has happened. I… tomorrow when we go to the city I need to go home.”
“Wait, what?” Jihoon’s eyes widened as he crawled onto the mattress beside his not-soulmate. She tenses. “What’s happened? Do you need me to go with you?”
“No!” She insists quickly, making Jihoon jolt in shock. “I mean… no,” she takes a shaky breath and laughs awkwardly. “No.. it’s fine. I just need to get home as soon as I can.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come?” He reaches for her hand, which she hesitantly takes.
“Yes, I’m sure, babe.” She smiles, although to him it almost seems like a grimace. He pauses for a moment before nodding.
“Okay. I’ll get Jeonghan-ssi to take a detour on the way to the beach tomorrow.”
“Thank you…” she smiled again, a bit more genuine this time as they both moved to lay down to rest, although Jihoon doesn’t think he will be able to sleep any time soon - the memories of Jeonghan’s words and your heartbroken face playing over in his head on loop.
At the ripe time of 8:14am, Jihoon steps out of the tent with Ji-ah’s suitcase in tow, wincing at the bright sunlight shining through the trees on the campsite. He rubs at his eyes tiredly, glancing around at the state of the others.
At the early hour, only a few are awake and making breakfast for the (most likely) hungover others who are still resting. Jeonghan and Seungcheol man the barbecue, Jisoo putting all the food onto plates for everyone once they wake. Jihoon can’t help but frown a little at Jisoo before he glances over to where he knows he shouldn’t look.
Seokmin and Soonyoung are awake, sitting up and talking quietly to each other with a still resting you sleeping against Soonyoung’s chest. Your face is hidden from everybody, buried against the soft fabric of your best friend’s hoodie, protecting you from the brightness of the sun. Soonyoung is patting the back of your head as he speaks intimately with Seokmin, who is scratching your back absentmindedly. Jihoon watches for a moment, nose scrunching up slightly before he turns to make his way to your brother and his soulmate.
“Umm, Jeonghan-hyung,” Jihoon starts nervously. Hyung is fine, right? It’s respectful enough. “Can I please talk to you for a second?”
Jeonghan looks genuinely surprised at your soulmate standing before him, looking dare he says… scared? He’s amused as he watches Jihoon glance at your brother nervously for a split second. Your brother pays him no mind, still tending to the food so it doesn’t burn.
“Sure, give me a second.” He smiles, stepping out from behind the barbecue to the picnic table a few meters away, Jihoon trailing behind awkwardly.
“I’d like to ask a favor.” He can’t look Jeonghan in the face. If he was honest, his chat with him yesterday scared the crap out of him at the thought of your brother’s wrath. “It isn’t much, really…”
“What is it?”
“Ji-ah has had a family emergency come up.” He gestures to her suitcase by their tent. “I just wanted to ask if it was okay if we could pass by the train station on the way to the beach today? I can cover for fuel and-”
“Oh!” Jeonghan lets out an airy laugh. “Is that all?” Jihoon’s shocked at the change in his tone. “I thought you were going to tell me that you were going to do something stupid like ask me how to woo your soulmate.”
Jihoon gasps audibly as he quickly turns to look around to see if anybody overheard Jeonghan’s words.
“It’s fine, Jihoon-ssi.” He smiles. “Half of the guys are planning to go shopping in the city while we go to the beach anyway. No sweat.”
He releases a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Oh.. thank you, hyung.” He nods slowly. As he turns away, he jumps slightly at the feeling of Jeonghan’s hand grabbing his wrist.
“It’s no problem.” His voice is suddenly icy. “But, for future reference, don’t think about asking me about how to win Ladybug’s heart unless you’re 100% serious, you hear me?” A small jolt of fear runs through him as he nods worriedly. And just as quick as he came, Jeonghan’s expression changes back to his happy demeanor. “Perfect! We are on the same page then! Good talk.” He claps him on the back before making his way to the food. “Now have some breakfast before it gets cold.”
The others are uncharacteristically quiet as they all climb onto the bus for the quiet ride into the city due to the copious amount of alcohol consumption from the night before. Seungcheol is amused at the sight of a hungover you climbing onto the bus and planting yourself down on a seat.
You pull a pair of sunglasses over your eyes, leaning your head on the headrest as you immediately attempt to curl up and get comfy. Seokmin sits beside you, smiling at you as you grab his hand, placing it directly on top of your head with an intelligible mumble. Seokmin seems to understand, though, as he carefully pulls what hair he can back, starting to braid it delicately and neatly as Seungkwan chuckles with Mingyu at how adorably clingy you can be when you aren’t worrying so much.
Jihoon is unfortunately in the seats directly behind you both with Ji-ah, a small frown on his face as he tries to not stare at you and your hair. He’s so close he can hear you almost purring with content as you start to drift off once more, his stomach twisting in pain as Jeonghan starts the bus to take off.
“Thank you again for keeping her company, last night, Jisoo.” Jihoon can hear Seungcheol murmur to his friend, who is sitting beside Soonyoung.
“Oh, it’s nothing.” He chirps happily, the alcohol’s after effects clearly not bothering him. “I’ve missed my little Goober.” Jihoon scoffs quietly, glancing out the window to try and ignore the conversation but feels his blood run cold for a moment as Jisoo’s voice grows softer.
“Besides, she needed that last night - to be carefree and have someone be there for her the way someone who loves her can, even if it was just for a night.” Everyone understands what Jisoo is implying, including Jihoon as he spots your brother’s soulmate stare at him for a moment through the rear view mirror. He winces, glancing away from the intense gaze, opting to stare at the scenery that is his first home town for the remainder of the short drive.
“Thank you again for dropping me off here, Jeonghan-Oppa.” Ji-ah smiles politely as she stands by the door of the bus. “You could have dropped me with the others at the mall, I would’ve found my way here.”
“Don’t be silly,” Jeonghan smiles at her, having got out of the bus to stretch his legs for a moment. “It’s no trouble at all. I would have rather known you made it here safely and in one piece. I hope your emergency is able to get sorted out quickly.” He gently pats her arm as she smiles sweetly at him.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you in?” Jihoon asks her quietly, and she shakes her head with a smile.
“I’m keeping you guys enough as it is. Go enjoy the beach, kay?” She smiles. Jihoon nods with a little smile.
“Alright then. Message me when you get back home?” He leans in to peck her lips, only to be surprised when instead of her lips, his own meets her cheek.
“Will do, Hoon. Bye!” Ji-ah is quick to grab her suitcase, dashing towards the entrance to the station, leaving Jihoon dumbfounded at the foot of the bus.
Did she just dodge his kiss?
“Jihoon-ah.” Jeonghan’s voice calls to him. If he noticed anything unusual, he doesn’t comment. “You coming?”
Jihoon blinks out of his daze, nodding quickly before climbing back up into the bus and back into his seat.
Jihoon has always loved the beach. Even though he was, as Soonyoung would call it, a certified hermit, as a child he would always find himself spending his weekends at the beach with his parents if the weather called for it. He takes in a deep breath as he tastes the familiar salty air, a small smile of content on his face as he watches the waves lull lazily against the shore.
Only a small number of the group decided to join Seungcheol and Jeonghan at the beach, including himself, Seokmin, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, Mingyu, Seungkwan, Hansol, Jisoo and yourself. He was more than happy with anyone who decided to join them, with the plan being the whole group meet up for dinner at a hotpot restaurant to celebrate Seungcheol’s actual birthday before taking the party back to the campsite for drinks and games.
Seungcheol, Soonyoung and Mingyu are already in the water as Jihoon sits down on his beach chair under a large communal beach umbrella where he and the others have set up for the day. He watches as Seokmin sits with Seungkwan and Hansol, happily making plans for a large, elaborate sandcastle while Wonwoo and Jisoo sit quietly on their towels, having a quiet discussion together. He glances down at his phone to see if Ji-ah has texted him yet, and sighs quietly when he sees no notifications.
“Are you seriously not thinking about getting into the water today, Ladybug?” Jeonghan’s hums in the distance, drawing closer to Jihoon and their things. “I think the cool water would make your hangover better, wouldn’t it?”
“Nope.” Your voice is dull and monotone, mirroring the way you feel. “There are sharks in that water, I refuse.”
“Sharks wouldn’t come up to where the water meets your hips, pabo.”
“I refuse to take that chance.” You wave him off, Jihoon hearing your voices getting closer. “I like swimming in bodies of water that are condensed and clear enough so I know what I’m getting into.”
“Then why are you wearing the bikini if you don’t plan on getting in?” Jeonghan retorts. Jihoon gulps.
“Because I need the tan.” You bark back, Jeonghan simply chuckling as he tickles your sides, causing you (and Jihoon) to jolt and yelp.
Jihoon knows he shouldn’t. He really shouldn’t.
Against his better judgement, he turns his head towards where your voice is coming from, choking on his own spit as he sees you; hair braided and sunglasses covering your eyes. You’re wearing a pastel blue and white striped bikini, the little galaxies of your collarbone on full display as you make your way to a beach chair near where Wonwoo is situated.
彡when yn’s juniors finds trouble with some fellow college mates, yn goes through mountains just to get them justice, even if it means needing to infiltrate and make friends with the most intimidating clique on campus.
✧ such a flirt ! - @amateurasterism (it’s simple: jeonghan knows he’s a flirt, but didn’t realize you flirting back was the key to breaking him.)
✧ deeper in denial ! - @amateurasterism (if there’s one thing you know about jeonghan, it’s that he’s a tease. what happens when the teasing makes it to soonyoung’s game of spin the bottle?)
✧ MON ANGE ! - @itadorins
✧ KIDULT - @hvae (jeonghan always believed he was never fond of children, especially when he took the job at your daycare. little did he know the child in him was playing hide and seek, finally revealing itself after growing to love the kids. oh, and you too)
✧ mirror mirror - @cheolism (jeonghan asks to roleplay him being jealous and fucks you like the little desperate slut you are)
✧ It's Nice To Have A Friend | yjh x reader - @sluttywoozi (You and Jeonghan have embarked on your fifth annual Best Friends trip, but it's a bit different than usual, considering he made the reservation under Yoon Y/N and told them he was your husband. What's a honeymoon between friends anyway?)
✧ a little attention - @onlymingyus
✧ MY ATTENTION - @slytherinshua
✧ when jeonghan realizes he's in love with you - @wonwoonlight
✧ 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘 ♥︎ - yoon jeonghan ! - @hoshzone (not being able to wait until Jeonghan gets off the phone with Joshua, you decide it’d be a good idea to get yourself off on his thigh. He makes sure you pay for that.)
✧ call me by his name | yoon jeonghan [M] - @sweetlemontart (to you, one of jeonghan's most admirable trait is his candid nature. he's straightforward with most people—if he's angry, they'll definitely know. but with you? he'd rather swim the ocean day and night than take his anger out on you. well, that is, of course, unless you ask him to.)
✧ to live again | yoon jeonghan - @viastro (it’s been years since your last milestone birthday; a time when everything still felt right in the world with youth and ambition. now that you’re older and times have changed, would you dare take a chance to save someone else in the past at the cost of your own future?)
✧ 彡 my heart is beating for two. — yoon jeonghan - @seuonji (daycare worker yn! x secretary jeonghan — you’re a worker at the daycare and of course, your main priority is the safety of the kids. how’d you deal with an unfamiliar face trying to pick up one of the kids one day?)
✧ the long way | yoon jeonghan - @trblsvt (it was just like any other shoot. go in, pose, drink water, don't get food on the clothes, and don't joke around with the staff. easy. except it wasn't that easy.)
✧ — ode to you - @lovelyhan (if there's one thing you've learned from all the lives you've spent together, it's that jeonghan isn't always someone you'll end up wanting. he can be crass. he can be secretive. he can be nothing short of vexing. but in the end, he's everything you need him to be.)
✧ rain and kisses | yoon jeonghan - @babyleostuff
✧ sharing is caring - yoon jeonghan - @etherealyoungk
✧ lowkey — yoon jeonghan - @chenfleur (Jeonghan's supposed to be on stage in twenty minutes, and he's nowhere to be found.)
✧ our dawn is hotter than day. - @ikigaisvt (in which you and your boyfriend says i love you for the first time surrounded by his friends.)
pairing/featuring: mingyu x reader ft. svt's 97 line
summary: hey google, i accidentally turned my roommate into a ghost, what do i do? don't panic, return their soul to their body! sounds easy? that's the spirit! or, a spooky incident between you and mingyu somehow dumps your 197C roommates into (many) attempts of returning your soul back to your body in record time.
general content warnings: (specific ones in each chapter) generally rated T (swearing, death mention, succ joke, etc), food mentions
a/n: it's autumn halloween brain go br (updates are sporadic but i do have this fully drafted)
**NOTE: I’m currently redoing the series which is why it’s taken down. Yes, everything will be reposted after it’s edited. Things won’t be too different but I wanted to tweak some things!!!!!
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Imprinted Series Masterlist
All Imprinted Requests
Imprinted Tag
Seventeen Imprinted Info
🔞 = mature | 🌸 = fluff | ☔ = angst | 🤠 = humor
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1. Wonwoo: Perfect 🌸☔🤠
As a mate, it’s Wonwoo’s job to make sure you as his girlfriend are protected, healthy, and happy. Therefore, he’s always there to constantly remind you that he loves everything about you; including your long legs, and weird shenanigans that you always get sucked into by his pack mates.
2. Seungcheol: Alpha 🌸☔
Seungcheol’s pack doesn’t always fight with each other, but when they do, they make sure to blow every possible secret they can in the process. Well, except for the fact that you’re supposed to be his mate. He has to figure that one out on his own.
3. Jeonghan: Rare ☔🌸🤠🔞
Jeonghan hates studying, he hates class, and he hates college. He doesn’t understand why he even thought it was a good idea to enroll four years ago. But then he met you, and while you were cold to him at first, it only took a few days without you for him to realize why.
4. Jeonghan: Rare (part 2) ☔🌸
Being the same as your mate isn’t necessarily a good thing. You both get easily emotional and worked up, even over little things that could easily be worked out. But since you’re both stubborn, things sometimes get a little out of hand.
5. Mingyu: Change of Heart ☔🤠🌸🔞
After getting imprinted on by the one creature you’re trained to hunt down, shooting your mate out of panicked confusion, and then ending up in his home, you’d think your night can’t get any weirder. Well, you’d be wrong. Very, very wrong.
6. Seungcheol: Alpha (part 2) ☔🌸
On a boring day without your mate, you decide to bend the rules a little to have some fun, ultimately getting punished for not listening to what Seungcheol told you.
7. Jihoon: Scarred ☔🌸🔞
You’d had enough experience with werewolves for this lifetime, but another one waltzes right into your life and, quite literally, grabs your attention. All you want to do is stay as far away from him as possible, but there’s just something about him that has you going against everything you promised yourself you wouldn’t do.
8. Hansol: Cliche 🌸🔞
Even though he’s a werewolf and has no other need than to make you his as soon as possible, Hansol wants to do things right, no matter how cheesy it may be.
9. Soonyoung: Two Is Better Than One 🤠☔🌸
All Soonyoung wants is to find his mate, but he’s starting to lose hope. It feels like all of his brothers areimprinting, and he’s left alone and feeling an emptiness he can’t shake no matter how much love he’s surrounded with. But then when he finally imprints, he completely messes things up, and he’s afraid he can’t fix it. The only help he has is a three-year-old that seems unfazed by everything.
10. Junhui: Hate Me Not ☔🌸🔞
Jun had imprinted a while ago, but he just never told anybody and kept his distance. You were a seemingly quiet girl who only ever studied in the library on campus, but Junhui still constantly went out of his way to impress you whenever he saw you. He just didn’t know that his actions were doing the opposite of what he intended.
11. Seokmin: Sweet Talker ☔🌸🔞
Seokmin is bright, cheery and confident. You, as his mate, are shy, quiet, and awkward. You know Seokmin loves you the way you are because he’s explained how the mating pull works, but sometimes you don’t live up to your own expectations. Seokmin takes it as his job to show you how amazing you truly are.
12. Joshua: Two Timing 🌸🤠
You loved being with Josh; you loved everything about Josh, actually. You had a few minor bumps to work out – and one big one – but sometimes, it was nice to just ignore everything and be together for a while.
13. Minghao: Me Too ☔🌸
It’s been two weeks since the pack has seen Minghao, and while he keeps having the girl from the party come over to see him, he won’t leave his room for anything. Nobody knows what’s wrong with him, but it’s all you can think about. Determined to find out what’s wrong with the wolf that was so nice to you at the party, you try to confront him – and your strange feelings.
14. Chan: Pup ☔🌸🔞
You didn’t know a lot about werewolves considering Minghao told you about them when you were pretty tipsy at a college party while the two of you were supposed to be playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. But what you do know is that the wolf in his pack that has imprinted on you is too young for your taste.
15. Joshua: Two Timing (part 2) ☔🌸
You knew you’d have to pick between your two mates eventually – they came from two different packs that hated each other, so it would never be able to work. Before you’re able to make that decision, though, someone makes it for you.
16. Mingyu: Change of Heart (part 2) ☔
Apparently you have luck with shooting all the werewolves you’re not supposed to. You’ve already shot your own mate once, and now you’ve shot and killed the mate of someone else. Now, you’re on “probation”.
17. Jihoon: Scarred (part 2) ☔🌸
After waiting for an inevitable fight between your current pack and your old one, your ex-boyfriend finally shows up to end things once and for all.
17.5. Jeonghan: Rare (part 3) ☔🌸
After getting pulled out of his classes by the alpha, Jeonghan is brought to an unfamiliar apartment where he finds you unconscious on the floor, a lot of blood everywhere, and a dead werewolf beside you.
18. Junhui: Hate Me Not (part 2) 🌸🤠
With Minghao gone back to China for the week, it’s just Junhui that’s stuck with you until he comes back. While you definitely still miss your other mate, you’re still happy to have the older wolf by your side – even if he’s not doing his job as replacement alpha at all.
19. Hansol: Cliché (part 2) ☔🌸🔞
After getting caught in a life threatening situation, your mate is less than happy with you. However, after sleeping off his anger, he realizes his frustration will do nothing, and tries to make it up to you in the best way he can.
20. Minghao: Me Too (part 2) 🌸🔞
You’d been warned about mating season plenty of times from the mates, and the others in the pack. You just didn’t know how intense it would be until one of your mates started theirs.
21. Seokmin: Sweet Talker (part 2) ☔🌸
You were fine being one of the only mates left unmarked because you and Seokmin were comfortable enough in your relationship to do things at your own pace. But the day it does finally happen, the events that lead up to it are not what you’d expect.
22. Jihoon: Scarred (part 3) ☔🌸🔞
Being too stubborn to ask Jihoon to mark you, you’ve been waiting what feels like forever for him to finally get the hint.
23. Wonwoo: Perfect (part 2) ☔🌸
The pack senses something off, but nobody’s really sure what. Wonwoo knows it’s you, but he doesn’t know what exactly it is that’s strange, so he doesn’t mention it. Little do you know that that thing is something that’ll change your life forever – but you’re not sure you want that.
24. Junhui/Minghao: Ours ☔
Faye promised to keep your secret, but you know you have to tell Jun and Minghao eventually. You know somebody will get hurt, and you know you’ll get hurt, but it’s better to tell them yourself than let them find out on their own. You just hope it doesn’t completely ruin your relationship with your mates.
25. Mingyu: Change of Heart (part 3) ☔🌸
Things had been quiet for too long, and the pack thinks that your past has just forgotten about you. But werewolf hunters don’t forget, and they don’t usually let go of grudges. Unfortunately, though, one of the pack ends up getting sucked into your problems.
26. Jihoon: Scarred (part 3) 🌸
After what happened with the werewolf hunters, Jihoon can’t seem to stop thinking about you. The troubling experience has made him extra clingy toward you, and he just can’t help himself from dragging you away from everything just to spend a moment alone – not that you’re complaining.
27. Soonyoung: Two Is Better Than One (part 2) 🌸🤠
Since Kaito is attached to Soonyoung at the hip (or more like his back like a koala) he sometimes has to take on the task of explaining important milestones and life lessons to him, including where babies come from, and how to become an alpha.
28. Junhui: Hate Me Not (part 3) ☔🌸
Junhui knows he’s going about things the wrong way, but he just can’t stop himself from running away from his problems, ultimately distancing himself from you more and more. Minghao comes up with a plan to get Junhui back to spending more time with you, though things don’t go completely as planned.
29. Wonwoo: Perfect (part 3) ☔🌸
You go to visit your family in America with Wonwoo and Minghao, and since it’s your last visit before the baby is born, you’re having a baby shower and hoping for everything to go perfectly. However, things take an unexpected turn, and you end up having to make the hardest decision of your life: them or Wonwoo.
30. Seungcheol: Alpha (part 3) ☔🌸
Being the mate of the alpha isn’t always easy. The alpha has to balance his mate and his pack because both come first. But lately, you’ve been feeling like you’re not evenly placed with anything in Seungcheol’s life.
31. Wonwoo: Perfect (part 4) 🌸
Nine months of mood swings, weird cravings, and crying at the smallest things has finally led to one of the biggest moments in your life. You just hope Wonwoo doesn’t miss it.
32. Junhui/Minghao: Ours (part 2) ☔🌸
The pack had already gone through a mate giving birth, but that doesn’t make it any easier for you when your time comes. On top of the anxiety of giving birth for the first time, you’re also terrified of how Junhui will react once the babies are born.
33. Junhui/Minghao: Ours (part 3) 🌸
You had unknowingly been keeping a secret from your mates all along, but Jun still couldn’t be more excited to meet his first child. But with your family already quickly growing, it means you need to start really thinking about your future. But for now, you still have time to live in the present.
34. Seungkwan: Found Family ☔
Seungkwan is the only member of the pack who has yet to imprint, but he’s always wondered if maybe he already did and just didn’t realize because of a strange feeling he has toward someone else in the pack. But when you randomly show up out of the blue on his doorstep with your brother, everything finally clicks. Unfortunately, his chances of being with you are slim to none and heavily depend on Faye.
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Spin-Offs
-Soonyoung: World’s Best Babysitter 🤠
Before Jun had brought his mate home, Juri planned out a girls’ day specifically for all of the mates to go out, have fun, and relax. The rest of the pack – save for Soonyoung – had work and school to tend to, which meant the goofy wolf was left in charge of your 3-year-old brother.
-Soonyoung: Sick Days 🌸
After you get sick and need Soonyoung to take care of you, your brother gets sick and has to be taken care of by you and your mate.
-Junhui/Minghao: Sharing Is Caring 🔞
Everyone knew it would happen eventually, but you really never were prepared for dealing with mating season with both of your mates at the same time.
-Wonwoo: Perfect (Prequel) 🌸
Nobody in the pack had imprinted yet, and Wonwoo definitely didn’t think he’d be the first. But he found himself in the place he hung out the most, staring at the new library assistant instead of the books.
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Headcanons
Seventeen: if Bomi didn’t kill Hyojin headcanon ☔
Imprinted characters as vines 🤠
What their majors are
More info on the mates
Mingyu: when Bomi shot Mingyu ☔
Chan: the aftermath of ‘if Bomi didn’t kill Hyojin’ ☔
Hi! sometimes inspiration strikes and before I knew it, here we are.
Almost all of my works are female!Reader though mostly there aren’t explicit descriptions except for pronouns.
➛ Last updated: 24 July 2023
➛ series masterlist
[I don’t allow any reposting or translation, so please do tell me if you find anyone reposting my works. You can only find me on tumblr or my Ao3. –wonwoonlight.]
doing these by aus first lol. link to my overall fic recs masterlist here: unavailable for now. working on posting the masterlist
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lee seokmin:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | kyeom's series: foreign
pairing: werewolf!seokmin x female reader | summary: seokmin was shocked when he stumbled into the human world one night with vernon and his mate. he didn't expect that he would find more werewolves that have been hiding in plain sight or the humans, nor would he expect to find you in a dark alley mid-shift due to you not being used to your newfound werewolf powers that you were yet to question about. | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. kyeom's is titled foreign
imprinted series by @gamerwoo | kyeom's series: sweet talker, sweet talker part 2
pairing: werewolf!seokmin x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, angst in the beginning, fluff, smut, fingering, lots of praise, just seokmin being super soft n sweet | summary: seokmin is bright, cheery and confident. you, as his mate, are shy, quiet, and awkward. you know seokmin loves you the way you are because he's explained how the mating pull works, but sometimes you don't live up to your own expectations. seokmin takes it as his job to show you how amazing you truly are
a joyous occasion by @a-mixers-serenity
pairing: werewolf!seokmin x female reader | genre: fluff, teeny tiny bit of angst but you'll have to be an english teacher who loves analysing things to see it | warnings: marriage | word count: 3,471
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kim mingyu:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | gyu's series: moonlight
pairing: werewolf!mingyu x female reader | summary: his midnight runs were always times that he wanted to himself, no doubt, since he was able to shift by then and be free. after the night that he stumbles upon seeing your wolf form near a waterfall, where he was almost enraptured just by your presence, he was ready to do anything just to see you once more in the bright moonlight. | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. gyu's is titled moonlight
imprinted series by @gamerwoo | gyu's series: change of heart, change of heart part 2, change of heart part 3
pairing: werewolf!mingyu x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, werewolf hunter au, slight angst, mentions of shooting, mentions of death/murder, fluff, smut, face sitting, unprotected sex, uhhh maybe a lil dirty talk but not really???? | summary: after getting imprinted on by the one creature you're trained to hunt down, shooting your mate out of panicked confusion, and then ending up in his home, you'd think your night can't get any weirder. well, you'd be wrong. very, very wrong
a day at the beach by @a-mixers-serenity
pairing: werewolf!mingyu x female reader | genre: fluff | warnings: food, water, beach | word count: 1,447
tales from the pack series by @gamerwoo | gyu's series: renegades
pairing: werewolf!mingyu x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff, a little bit of angst | summary: you'd always been accustomed to the werewolf lifestyle, seeing as your brother was one. you think nothing can surprise you anymore, especially after being imprinted on by one of his pack mates, but you should know by now to never underestimate fate
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xu minghao:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | hao's series: starry nights
pairing: werewolf!minghao x female reader | summary: at the times where minghao found himself lingering throughout the starry nighted skies of a new moon, he found himself in a situation where he was only able to meet his mate at the border of a rival pack. he wasn't sure how fate managed to make it happen, but he knew for sure that he wanted to make sure that he would be with them no matter what cost it had taken to get to it. | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. hao's is titled starry nights
imprinted series by @gamerwoo | hao's series: me too, me too part 2, | china line's series: ours, ours part 2
pairing: werewolf!minghao x female reader (but also junhui x reader) | genre/warnings: werewolf au, college au, angst, fluff at the end though | summary: it's been two weeks since the pack has seen minghao, and while he keeps having the girl from the party cover over to see him, he won't leave his room for anything. nobody knows what's wrong with him, but it's all you can think about. determined to find out what's wrong with the wolf that was so nice to you at the party, you try to confront him - and your strange feelings
a decorated canvas by @a-mixers-serenity
pairing: werewolf!minghao x female reader | genre: fluff | warnings: the whole thing is set in a tattoo parlour, piercings are involved and so is a gun. child crying is mentioned too | word count: 2,317
tales from the pack series by @gamerwoo | hao's series: find our way
pairing: werewolf!minghao x blind!female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff | summary: you already knew who you were meant to be with and how your life was supposed to go. the only thing keeping you and the life you were destined to lead apart was the fact you were blind. at least, for now, you could meet him in your dreams
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boo seungkwan:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | boo's series: melody
pairing: werewolf!seungkwan x female reader | summary: familiar hums of a song was able to eb heard as you were stumbling through an unknown forest, not knowing why you had felt compelled to the song. however, by the time that you find seungkwan in the middle of a clearing singing the special melody that you had once found comfort in as a pup, you were able to find solace in not only the melody, but also with the fact that you had found your mate. | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. boo's is titled melody
thanks bokkeu by @a-mixers-serenity
pairing: werewolf!seungkwan x female reader | genre: fluff | warnings: veterinarians mentioned | word count: 1,706
tales from the pack series by @gamerwoo | boo's series: void
pairing: werewolf!seungkwan x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, a little angst, fluff | summary: seungkwan can't resist the urge to go searching for the banshee any longer, but his trip into the woods has him coming face-to-face with a strange girl who doesn't seem to remember anything about where she came from or how she got where she is. the only things she knows are the things the voices in her head that seungkwan doesn't know about tell her. and that strange girl is you, his mate
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vernon hansol chwe:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | sol's series: whispers
pairing: werewolf!vernon x female reader | summary: the struggles of finding one's mate in another pack was troubling for hansol, as he had no clue where he had to even start. all he knew was that the whispers that he was able to hear from miles away were yours, however there was only one problem. where are you, and why were you far away from where he had been waiting for you almost his entire life? | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. sol's is titled whispers
imprinted series by @gamerwoo | sol's series: cliche, cliche part 2
pairing: werewolf!hansol x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fluff, a lil tiny bit of angst but it's super small, smut, beach sex so i guess it's kinda public but like nobody's around, unprotected sex, idk it's just really soft and vanilla | summary: even though he's a werewolf and has no other need than to make you his as soon as possible, hansol wants to do things right, no matter how cheesy it may be
a cafe romance by @a-mixers-serenity
pairing: werewolf!vernon x female reader | genre: mostly fluff but a bit angst towards the end | warning: none | word count: 1,443
tales from the pack series by @gamerwoo | sol's series: fire and ice
pairing: werewolf!hansol x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, 150% angst, character death technically not major character but they've been mentioned a lot | summary: you've always been one to let your emotions get the best of you - your power reflects that - and you've never been good at expressing them. that's why you always thought you'd be awful with a mate, but you never thought things would be this awful
GIF by serenityseventeen
lee chan:
moonlust series by @sunlightwoo | chan's series: running
pairing: werewolf!chan x female reader | summary: chan thought it was weird when he met his mate for the first time, because you already ran away. not knowing why you ran away from him, he thought it was because you were only a human, however when you ran because of your fear of being mated to someone for life, he tries to find reasons as to why you should let fate play out let him love you for you. | this is a 7 part series within a series. each member has a different masterlist. chan's is titled running
imprinted series by @gamerwoo | chan's series: pup
pairing: werewolf!chan x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, college au, angst but not a lot tbh, kinda fluff ig??, smut, it's not too in depth tho, dom!chan, implied overstim, unprotected sex but he pulls out, kinda angry sex | summary: you didn't know a lot about werewolves considering minghao told you about them when you were tipsy at a college party while the two of you were supposed to be playing seven minutes in heaven. but what you do know is that the wolf in his pack that has imprinted on you is too young for your taste
tales from the pack series by @gamerwoo | chan's series: homewrecker
pairing: werewolf!chan x female reader | genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, not really fluffy but it's not really angst until the end sooo i'm not really sure what this is lmao | summary: chan caught your attention as soon as your eyes met across the market. something about him drew you to him, and you knew you were meant to be. however, you were already taken an arranged to be married on your next birthday, so you could never be together
❝Because the greatest war Seungcheol had ever waged was against your heart.❞
historical! au | enemies to lovers! au | smut, fluff | approx. 30k words
s u m m a r y : there was only one thing you hated more than your restricted life, and that was choi seungcheol—the greatest venetian general who has ever lived. when a marriage is arranged between the two of you, you were sure it would end in bloodshed. however, as you and seungcheol are forced to attend balls and share a few hard truths, you realise you have more in common with the mysterious general than you thought.
c o n t e n t : military commander! seungcheol, noblewoman! artist! mc, artist! minghao, artist! soonyoung who are both annoying (affectionate), cheol and mc absolutely hate each other because i need to see proper e2l, cheol is the hottest man who ever lived, he also has a scar on his lip (yes this needs a separate warning), this is set in renaissance venice so there will be artist references, the doge = basically ruler of venice, themes of sexism, constant arguing between mc and cheol, there is fluff, also angst ofc mature warnings -> tons of sexual tension, making out fuelled by hatred, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex (only because medieval contraception is vile), cheol says some very vile things during the deed, very slight corruption kink
p l a y l i s t : dangerous woman by ariana grande || war of the hearts by sade || love is stronger than pride by sade || i don’t understand but i luv u by seventeen
a u t h o r ’ s n o t e : hello everyone i died on this account but i am back and better than ever especially since cheol has the nerve to be the finest man alive. just a warning, this fic is going to be so horrendously self-indulgent </3
SEUNGCHEOL ENTERED THE ROOM, AND YOU STILLED.
He was also wearing his wedding attire, but his cravat had been loosened, revealing a sliver of his neck. His curls were wild, as if he had been raking his hands through them. Even as a groom his sword was strapped at his side, the weapon absent at the actual ritual. You could have laughed at him if you were not so nervous—even on an apparent intimate night, he had only thoughts of murdering you.
His expression, on the other hand, revealed no humour.
sonder - the realisation that each passer-by has a life as vivid and complex as your own
TO BE UPLOADED :
SEUNGCHEOL - seuncheol is the head knight of the kingdom of nephele. what happens when seungcheol begins to fall for the princess and resident sweetheart, Y/N
JEONGHAN - you and jeonghan have been enemies since you were children, coming from different kingdoms, each being in line for the throne and knowing you are destined to carry out the same feud created by your ancestors. slowly the lines between love and hate begin to blur as you and jeonghan engage in a passionate, but forbidden, love ( slight romeo and juliet ! au )
JOSHUA - joshua has always stuck to every rule, he listened in all his etiquette classes, learnt how to rule a kingdom for the day he's in charge and never made anyone doubt his golden boy image. what happens when joshua decides to take one step out of the lines of perfect and engage in a fleeting romance with one of his mothers lady in waiting's, and how will he react once he finds out a marriage between his love and younger brother, dino, has been arranged
JUN - you and jun have been best friends ever since you were young, so what happens when the prince of astral begins to distance himself from you in favour of spending his time with his newly arranged fiancé
HOSHI - hoshi never really recovered after the great war, contracting an illness that confined him to bed rest. what happens when you are tasked to nurse hoshi through his, expected, dying days but can't help but we wooed by his persistent charms
WONWOO - what happens when your long time friend, crush and renowned scholar comes back from his year abroad at the kingdom of roseate and finds that things aren't exactly as how he left them.
WOOZI - tba
SEOKMIN - what happens when seokmin, a knight high up in the kingdom of roseates army finds himself unexplainably attracted to a common farm girl. ( slight rapunzel!au )
MINGYU - what happened when baker!mingyu falls in love with a princess with a giant sweet tooth and a stress eating problem
MINGHAO - you were arranged to marry, not by choice, but by force. he's cold and you're sunshine, it will never work.
SEUNGKWAN - seungkwan, famous throughout all the kingdoms for being the showman leading the renowned travelling circus. one princess from the kingdom of roseate seems to enjoy his shows more than anyone. what happens when their yearly meet ups turns into a passionate affair where he can no longer bare to leave her to travel through the kingdoms and she no longer can live with being a part-time lover.
VERNON - vernon, half-brother to prince hoshi of the kingdom of elysian soughts out the kingdoms witch in search of a cure for his dying brother. what happens when vernon gets more than what he wishes for when he finds comfort within the lone witches presence
DINO - dino, the brother of prince joshua of the kingdom of polaris, finally gets to prove to the kingdom that he is just as good as his brother when he gets betrothed to the most south out woman in court. however, what happens when he begins to wonder why he anticipates talking to his baker friend, sister of mingyu, rather than with his fiance.
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