summary: literally just sungchan being a jealous boyfriend!! plus some bonus cute boyfriend headcanons that i felt like adding 🥰
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₊˚ ꒰ 𖦹﹕HEADCANONS ꒱ ˚₊
— sungchan tries so hard to play it cool, but he's legit the most possessive bf ever and it's lowkey adorable???
— he gets extra affectionate on stage. little touches, inside jokes, heated glances. briize go wild and honestly? sungchan lives for it. “mine," he'll whisper fiercely before you go on stage, giving your hand a squeeze. and really, you wouldn't have it any other way.
— if he sees you texting someone and smiling, he’ll casually drape himself over your shoulders, trying to peek at your phone. “who’s got you grinning like that, huh?” he’ll ask, his tone light but his eyes sharp.
— he finds nearly every excuse in the book to touch you -> fixing your hair, adjusting your mic, leaning on your shoulder, hugging you from behind, holding your hand, etc… literally anything to assert his position as your boyfriend.
— his jaw clenches every time he sees you laughing at shotaro’s jokes during practice. he can’t help but mutter under his breath, “what’s so fucking funny anyway?”
— during dance practice, sungchan notices the choreographer paying extra attention to your form, constantly adjusting your posture with gentle touches. he fumbles a few steps, distracted by the sight. later, he corners you when you’re alone, pressing you against the wall. "looks like you need some extra practice," he growls, his hands on your hips. "how about a private lesson with me instead?"
— during a livestream, anton casually drapes his arm around your shoulders. sungchan, off-camera, grips his water bottle so tightly it nearly cracks. later, he pulls you aside and hisses, “do you have to be so touchy-feely with everyone?”
— at a fansign event, a fan asks you who your ideal type is. before you can even a answer, sungchan blurts out, “he likes tall guys. tall rapper types.” he gives you a pointed look, daring you to contradict him.
— during a variety show game where members have to pair up, sungchan practically tackles you to ensure you're his partner. "sorry guys," he says with a not-so-sorry grin, "i called dibs on him ages ago."
— you mention wanting to learn guitar, and wonbin offers to teach you. suddenly, sungchan becomes very interested in guitars too. "i’ve always wanted to learn," he lies through his teeth, joining your lessons and monopolizing wonbin’s attention.
— during a group dinner, eunseok keeps feeding you bites from his plate. sungchan retaliates by practically shoving spoonfuls of his own food into your mouth. "here, try mine. it’s way better," he insists, glaring daggers at eunseok.
— sohee keeps stealing food from your plate, something you two have always done playfully. sungchan, however, is not amused. he wordlessly places more food on your plate and shoots daggers at sohee. under the table, his hand finds yours, intertwining your fingers possessively.
— you’re feeling under the weather, and all the members are fussing over you. sungchan elbows his way through, declaring, "i’ve got this, guys. i know exactly what he needs." he spends the entire day hovering over you, bringing you soup and medicine, and glaring at anyone who dares to come near.
— at a radio show, the host asks about close friendships within the group. before anyone can answer, sungchan’s eager to announce that you and him are the closest. “y/n and i are super close. like, really close. right, y/n?” his eyes are practically pleading.
₊˚ ꒰ 𖦹﹕BONUS BF!SUNGCHAN HEADCANONS ꒱ ˚₊
— late one night, you feel your bed dip and a warm body press against your back. "couldn’t sleep," sungchan mumbles, nuzzling into your neck. "you’re better than any damn teddy bear."
— after a grueling practice session, you're both exhausted. without a word, sungchan follows you to your room, kicks off his shoes, and crawls under the covers with you. "just five minutes," he yawns, but you both know he's not going anywhere.
— during a thunderstorm, sungchan shows up at your door looking sheepish. "the thunder, it's... loud," he mutters. you lift your blanket in invitation, and he dives in, wrapping himself around you like a koala.
— in the practice room when you're alone, sungchan will sometimes come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, and rest his chin on your shoulder. "show me that move again," he'll say, but his hands on your hips suggest he's more interested in feeling you move than learning the choreography.
— during movie nights with the group, sungchan always manages to snag the spot next to you. as the others get engrossed in the film, he'll slowly intertwine his fingers with yours under the blanket, shooting you a sly smile.
— when you're stressed about a performance, sungchan will pull you aside. "close your eyes," he'll whisper, before giving you a slow, deep massage. his strong hands work out the knots in your shoulders as he murmurs, "you’ve got this. you’re amazing."
— during long car rides, sungchan will pretend to fall asleep on your shoulder. but you can feel his lips curl into a smile against your neck when you start playing with his hair.
₊˚ ꒰ 𖦹﹕SCENARIOS ꒱ ˚₊
it’s comeback season, which means endless photoshoots. today you’re paired with shotaro for a concept that involves a lot of playful touches and laughter. sungchan watches from the sidelines, a subtle frown forming as shotaro adjusts a strand of your hair, laughing at something you whispered. later, during a break, you wander over to sungchan, excited to show him the polaroid the staff gifted you. “look! it came out so cute, right?” he barely glances at it, his hand reaching out to brush against your cheek. “you had something in your hair,” he murmurs, eyes fixed on yours, “must’ve missed it.” the intensity of his gaze makes you blush, and you’re suddenly very aware of his touch, lingering a beat too long.
seunghan loves to tease. he lives to tease. And he knows exactly which buttons to push when it comes to sungchan. so, naturally, when he sees sungchan subtly fuming backstage after witnessing your playful banter with wonbin, he decides to have some fun. “yah, wonbin-ah,” seunghan slings an arm around him, “you and y/n seemed pretty cozy out there. did you know he used to have the biggest crush on–” “seunghan!” you hiss, elbowing seunghan playfully as sungchan chokes on his water. you shoot him an apologetic look, but he’s not even looking at you. his eyes are laser-focused on wonbin, a challenging glint in them.
“hyung, stop hogging y/n!” anton whines playfully, trying to squeeze between you two during a chaotic group weverse live. you’d simply been showing sungchan a funny meme on your phone, your shoulders brushing, but leave it to anton to turn it into something else. sungchan, however, doesn’t budge. he wraps an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer, and fixes anton with a flat stare. “we’re comfortable, thanks for asking.” the chat explodes, a flurry of heart emojis and excited keyboard smashing. you can practically hear the shippers going wild. meanwhile, eunseok is cackling in the background, thoroughly enjoying the show.
you’re exhausted after a long day of practice. All you want is to collapse onto the dorm couch and scroll through your phone. but when you enter the living room, you find sungchan already there, a deep frown etched on his face. “hey, what’s wrong?” you ask, concern lacing your voice. he avoids your gaze, mumbling something about being tired. you know him better than that. you gently pry until he finally confesses, voice low and hesitant, “i saw you and sohee practicing that dance earlier… you two looked really good together.” it clicks. jealousy. you can’t help but smile, finding his possessiveness endearing. you crawl onto the couch, snuggling into his side. “are you kidding? you’re the only dance partner i want.” he tries to maintain his grumpy facade, but you can see the way his lips twitch into a small smile. the silent treatment is officially over.
Pronouns: I'm fine with all pronouns but I'd prefer they/them or just he/they being used.
Sexuality: Just a homosexual from the land down under.
Fun Facts: I'm diagnosed with both autism and ADHD, I also have a writing disability known as dysgraphia; born in the Philippines raised and live in Australia.
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Had this Sungchan https://x.com/gureeeeeeeeen/status/1912934420132278363?t=kfqnWp-gP2v1TfjYbkPPnA&s=19 on my mind a lot recently pls write something inspired by this pic and for male readers pls💦
the gym picture…….. he knows what he’s doing and i hope he continues doing it because we need big and meaty sungchan idc about anyone else’s opinion ✋🏼
18+ male x male. gym setting. semi public sex. sungchan is a menace to society. dry humping. dirty talk. sungchan is rough and uses his strength against reader. biting. licking. body worshipping.
“come on, you can do it.” a whine left your lips hearing his familiar voice behind you, encouraging you to lift yet another weight even when you said it wasn’t possible. this is how the evening was being spent.. in the hot and gross gym for hours—it had to have been about three hours already and he still wasn’t ready to go home. it was pure torture watching him workout and why? you needed him. the way sungchan’s thick arms flexed when he’d lift a weight, grunting as he threw it back down on the floor, his chest somehow looking more broad afterwards.. god, you needed him. lifting the weight again and doing your best to work on your arm strength—you saw him through the mirror. sungchan took a seat on the bench and started lifting the even bigger and heavier weights. your eyes widened at the sight and your cock twitched in the basketball shorts you wore. what were you going to do now?
“baby?” no response. “channie..?” no response again. it was typical for sungchan to get into the zone when in the gym but that doesn’t make it okay for him to ignore you. making your way over to his bench you took a seat on his lap which instantly got his attention, putting the heavy weight back where it belonged and sat up, his strong arm immediately wrapping around your waist. “what’s wrong sweetheart?” now he was going to make you talk and it wasn’t going to happen. not in such a public area—even if the gym was completely dead. you shrugged your shoulders and turned to hide your face in the crook of his sweaty neck. the scent of his cologne and musk making your head spin.
“is my little doll needy, hm? is that the problem?” this was humiliating—you couldn’t just be a normal and supportive boyfriend in the gym, every little thing he did was making you go insane and the tight white tank top wasn’t helping the situation. “let’s just go home now.. please? you’ve been at this for hours! it’s not fair..” sungchan said nothing but take a few looks around the gym noticing that it was just you two left. “chan.. no!” you whispered-yelled at him but that did nothing. it only made him want this more than ever.
sungchan turned your body around so you were now facing him—large veiny hands making their way down to grip your hips in a rough manner, slowly starting to rock you back and forth against him. “s-sungchan..” but he wouldn’t let you finish, bringing one hand up to grab ahold of your jaw—forcefully pulling you forward and letting your lips meet his own. your eyes fluttered shut only waiting for this moment the entire night now.
“you wanna act like such a needy little bitch in public then I’ll treat you like one.” and you whimpered against his lips just like he knew you would—like you always did and it was pathetic but he loved it. sungchan bit down on your bottom lip hard enough to make it bleed before sucking on it and quickly pulling away to give the same attention to your neck. he was obsessed with your neck and how perfect it was for him to kiss, lick, bite, and choke. your hips moved faster against him and he pushed you against his thigh, “ride my big thigh.” this was new but you weren’t complaining. all you could do was nod and whimper out from the abuse he was doing on your neck. “louder baby. let everyone hear how good I’m making you feel right now.” this was.. unnatural and it shouldn’t be happening but for some reason you didn’t want to stop. no. not at all.
“gonna get off on my thigh, hm doll? cum all in your shorts just from papa’s big thigh. bet you will.” sungchan licked up your neck as he forced your hips to ride his thigh faster and harder. “o-oh.. fuck!” your hands grabbed ahold of his thick biceps and you couldn’t help but to stare at them.. he was getting so much bigger and it only got you closer to the release you wanted and needed so badly. “just like that baby.” whines, gasps, whimpers, and cries left your red and swollen lips that sungchan kept attacking with his own. biting on them, sucking on them, even forcing your mouth open to spit—something he loved doing.
“c-cumming.. m cumming!” sungchan’s fingers reached underneath your shirt to place with your nipples as you came, knowing you enjoyed that the most and it would get you to cum again. your legs shook and you gripped his broad shoulders loving how big they felt in your hands, “so.. so big channie.” he was surprised you still had words left in you, kissing up your neck and biting down on the soft skin he had just left a mark on. “you like how big papa is baby?” and you nodded knowing exactly what he wanted to hear. “so big and strong..” he smirked. you were just the cutest boy on earth and he couldn’t stand it any longer. his arms wrapped around your waist and he lifted you with ease as he stood from the bench—taking you to the showers with him and pressing your back against the cool tile, “how about you let papa fuck you against the wall just to show you how strong he is, how’s that sound doll?” eagerly nodding your head sungchan smiled and leaned in to press a few kisses against your lips knowing you both were in for a long night.
oh don’t worry about it! I think.. I’ll be able to write you up something pretty good <3 hard dom anton? mhhh.
18+ male x male, dom!anton, car sex, dirty talk, spitting, slapping, hair pulling, manhandling, anton is mean!! but also sweet? just ruins reader..
fingers tapping against the ripped jeans you wore in a nervous manner not knowing if turning to look over at anton was a good idea—not after what happened at taro’s party. taking you a few more seconds to muster up the courage, your head finally turned to face him and.. he was already looking at you. his large and veiny hand gripped the steering wheel even though the car had been in park—for how long now? god you weren’t paying attention to anything but the nerves that ate away at your poor overthinking mind. slowly blinking, anton undid the seatbelt so he could turn his body to face you and without a word he continued to stare at you causing your entire body to warm up. “w-what..?”
anton chuckled at how cute you were when so nervous. “hm, I’m not sure. maybe you’d like to go back to taro’s party so you can continue acting like such a whore with seunghan.” typical. turning your head to stare out the window a sigh left your lips—none of this would’ve happened if anton didn’t leave you on the couch for at least 20 minutes. something about wonbin was having a rough time and anton needed to comfort him as always. “just take me home anton.” usually it wasn’t this way—you being bold. that was something you weren’t good at but after hearing the shit he said it was harder than ever to control the small amount of anger that filled your body. “god you’re so cute.” his voice caught you off guard.. it was much deeper than usual, unlike his soft and sweet tone he always had with you. slowly turning to look at him—his hair was pushed back from the leftover sweat from the party and you assumed nerves or maybe anger. his plump lips glossed over from just licking over them and his eyes were dark. his sweet chocolate brown eyes you adored were long gone and this was a new anton. had you two been intimate before? sure. it wasn’t nothing too serious since the both of you were taking the new relationship slow. this look.. was not usual with him.
“do you love me baby, hm? when you look at me like that it just.. makes me feel some sort of way. makes me want to fuck that little ass open and force you to take my big cock whether you like it or not.” your eyes widened. he’s never spoke to you like this before but.. it felt so good. why? this is usually how couples were so why make it so weird with you two? your now sweaty hand gripped the jeans you wore, playing with the hole.
“bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you? I know you’ve been wanting my cock. don’t act so shy and oblivious now. not when I caught you staring at my bulge when we went swimming the other day.” fuck. he caught you and it was humiliating. “c-can we just g-go back to your place n-now? let’s just—” unable to finish your own sentence without the feeling of his warm and large hand gripping your jaw in an aggressive manner, anton forced you to look up at him even sitting in the car he was so big—so so big and strong. your eyes flicked down to his plump lips that were so damn kissable, curse him and those lips that you adored so much. anton only smirked and leaned forward to press a quick peck to your lips hoping to satisfy you with that but.. that wasn’t going to happen. not with just a peck.
“get in the backseat. now.” and you wasted no time getting into the backseat patiently waiting for him to join you, the bulge in his sweatpants only causing you to grow more nervous and excited for what’s to come. anton leaned back against the seat as much as he could before pulling you into his lap, aggressively rocking your hips against his own. a hiss left his lips as he stared up at you—watching how embarrassed you looked. “fuck. this is how you’d ride my cock, want too? bet you do. I know you do. seunghan would never be able to fuck you so good like I can. don’t you ever give him attention. you’re mine, understand that?” you eagerly nodded your head enjoying the way he spoke to you. this was all so new but.. so so good.
anton forced you to dry hump him for the next few minutes until your legs began to shake and your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks, sweat trickling down the side of your face. “you just came in your pants, what a good little boy.” you whined, feeling more and more humiliated but that was cut short when anton gripped your hips and pushed you up against the door, head hitting the window. “ow—” “shut the fuck up.” you gasped at the sound of your jeans ripping.. anton had not only ripped a bigger hole but completely broke the button and zipper. “t-toni..” his large hands then found the hem of his sweatpants pulling them down swiftly and tossing them to the side. his cock was massive. how you could tell? he wasn’t wearing boxers! his cock hit his abdomen and a hiss left his lips, mouth watering from how pretty and pink his tip was.
“what baby, hm? cat got your tongue? so fucking cute I’m going to destroy you. fuck you so good you’ll never want to think about seunghan again.” all you could do was stare up at him for a moment not knowing what to say or do—drool dripping down from the corner of your mouth and once anton noticed he leaned down, licking up the mess you were making. his lips caught yours and he forced his tongue passed your lips—almost gagging you but that’s the way he liked it. nasty, messy, and rough. slowly but surely anton pulled your own boxers down and tossed them to the side—pulling away from your lips to spit on his two fingers, finding your tight hole and gently rubbing the sensitive area before sticking a finger in. you gasped not expecting it to feel so weird at first and anton leaned down once again to press a kiss to your lips, “relax baby, I got you.” and you knew he did so you nodded and kissed him right back wanting nothing more but his kisses.
“oh fuck. you’re so tight baby.. fuck, touch me.” your hand wrapped around his thick length jerking him off as he started to pump his long finger in and out of you, causing a whimper to leave your wet lips. it felt weird at first of course but the more and more you felt him.. the more you wanted and needed. “m-more.. want more.” and more is what anton gave you, pushing another finger in which made you spread your legs in hopes it would be a better position for the both of you. eyes rolling back from the pleasure you felt just from his fingers—his hand came across your face in a sudden slap. “want my cock, hm? beg for it. beg for my cock and tell me you’ll never talk to seunghan again.” he was always such a jealous mess but he was your mess.
“I-I want your cock so bad—please! I need it. a-and I’ll never talk to hannie again I promise!” you knew the sweet nickname would piss him off even more and that’s what you wanted. “fucking hell—” anton pulled his fingers out of you in a quick motion and licked them clean before he forced your legs more open, as open as you could allow them that was. he lined himself up with your tight hole and slowly pushed the tip in, your eyes squeezing shut from the foreign feeling of it all but the moment his lips were on yours again—it went away. all the worries and pain went away when he kissed you.
“you’re so fucking tight—oh my god.” anton said against your lips before gripping your jaw like before and forcing your mouth open—spitting inside. you knew what to do which was swallow and he groaned at the sight. his pace was slow at first wanting you to get use to the large cock in your ass and once he knew you were ready—his pace was brutal. fast, rough, and hard. “t-toni.. w-wait.” you hiccuped but anton didn’t care. all he cared about was ruining your sweet little ass. all he craved was pumping you full of his load and forcing you to enjoy it. he grabbed ahold of your own cock, jerking you off which only made things much worse but in the best way possible which was a weird way to put it. “oh my god!” anton’s cock was hitting the spot he needed to hit the most and you seen stars. loud and lewd whimpers, moans, gasps, and yelps left your lips as he continued to pound into your ass. his large hand gripping a fist full of your soft locks and pulling back so your head was against the warm glass of the window.
“take my cock. just like that you’re doing so good—oh fuck. fuck. I’m gonna cum. gonna cum in your ass and you’re going to love it, isn’t that right? oh god—yes.” anton came the moment you did all over your own stomach and he pushed his cock as deep as he could go, not wanting a single drop of his cum wasted. his arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you onto of him, his cock still buried in your ass which only made you gasp out in pleasure and overstimulation. “shit—sorry baby.. want you to ride me, okay? I’ll give you a few minutes. god you’re so beautiful.” and with that you placed a soft kiss to his sweaty broad chest.
Posted the only fic I had in my drafts for over 2 years for some reason. It’s nothing new, just cross-posting from AO3 ig.
Anyway, maybe one day I’ll get inspiration again, to write something else. Apologies to the people whose requests have been unanswered for so long in my inbox.
2025 was the worst year of my life🥰
So i was just trying to make it through each day.
But hey, at least it’s over! And I’ll be better soon.
ship: choi seungcheol (s.coups) x male reader, [husbands chae hyungwon and male reader]
desc: heartbroken over his husband's cheating tendencies, (name) decides to give him a taste of his own medicine, with the help of a certain alpha male.
OR
Seungcheol is unable to understand how anyone could disregard such a beautiful omega, but he's hell bent on making the person regret.
warnings: degradation, manhandling, cuckolding, choking, omegaverse au, mafia au
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(name)'s legs shook at the thought as he entered his bedroom, his heart racing wildly. Last week, he'd had sex with a mafia boss, Seungcheol, for the first time and he was still recovering from the intense experience. The buff man was everything he'd ever dreamt of and more. The way he'd touched him, the things he'd done to him, the way he'd made him feel...it was beyond description. (name) sat down heavily on the bed, still trembling slightly. How was it possible for someone to be so amazing? How could someone like him even exist? And why had fate brought them together?
These thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to process everything that had happened. It was overwhelming, confusing, exciting...it was incredible. (name) had never felt so alive, so free, so happy. And yet, there was a part of him that felt guilty. He was still technically married, even though his husband had cheated on him with another man. But despite his feelings of guilt, he couldn't help smiling to himself.
He knew he shouldn't be thinking about such things, not after what he'd just experienced. He should be focusing on how incredible he felt right then, not worrying about whether or not it was wrong.
So he decided to give his unfaithful husband a taste of his own medicine. He knew Hyungwon would be home already, which is what had prompted him to invite the gang leader, better known as S.Coups, over at his place. The night (name) and Seungcheol had ended up having sex, was when he'd drunkenly spilt all his life's woes and the deeds of his promiscuous husband to the slightly older man. Cheol offered to make (name) forget ever meeting the pathetic excuse of a man, who'd looked for another omega while the most beautiful one spent his nights alone, crying.
(name) guided Seungcheol inside his and Hyungwon's shared house, holding his arm. His husband's face morphed into visible confusion as he raised an eyebrow at the sudden intruder holding (name)'s hand. But the other two hardly cared, quickly undressing and roaming their hands all over each other. Now Hyungwon will know how it feels.
So (name) let himself get brutally fucked by Seungcheol again as the mafia mocked his husband about how much stronger he was than the cheating lowlife and how he was destroying (name)'s insides, while all (name) could do was mutter helpless "ah-ah-ah"s as his back was being blown out by the tall, muscular hunk and his husband was made to watch.
(name) spurted his release, spraying all over his own face, while the alpha filled his hole full of cum. He said, "look at me fucking the life out of him. Now I'm gonna fuck him till his eyes roll to the back of his head and his body turns limp. I'm going to turn him into a mindless, sex-crazed zombie, unable to function without my cock. You see, I'm stronger, better, more powerful. I am a GOD! Now tell me, are you jealous? Of course you are. Now beg for forgiveness." Hyungwon could only watch in horror as the two men continued their sexual acts, completely disregarding him.
Seungcheol pulled out his cock for a moment and threw the omega on the floor whose face landed right in front of his husband. Then he slammed his dick back inside, pulling (name) in the air and choking him from behind. He continued describing his intentions of demolishing (name) in front of his husband, saying "look at how i'm tearing him apart like a real man, how much stronger and more powerful i am. Your husband is mine now, he's mine forever, and there's nothing you can do about it. i'm going to make him bear my pups" and the omega could only moan like a dumb animal as Hyungwon watched in shock.
Neither Coups nor (name) had pre-planned any of the things to say; in fact verbal taunting was never a thought beforehand. It was merely the idea of another man hurting (name) that irked the alpha into being overly possessive and claiming ownership of his mate. Yes, he had found out (name) was his mate the night they first hooked up, though that was a conversation he would have to wait out on for a while.
(name) began letting out ragged breaths, his entire body went limp, falling on the floor.
"you see, i've fucked the life out of him, and now he can't move or think anymore, only obey me, serve me, worship me" and with a sadistic smile, Seungcheol picked up his omega's limp body, carried him over his shoulder and threw him on his bed. He mounted him again, and began furiously pounding him, making sure that Hyungwon had the best view possible, and soon, he felt himself approaching climax. With a loud roar, he shot a massive load deep inside, and (name) could only scream as his entire body convulsed uncontrollably. When the alpha finally pulled out, a stream of cum leaked out of his mate's ass, and he made sure that Hyungwon was looking at this scene, making him realize what being cheated on felt like.
(name)'s body remained limp, completely exhausted, and Seungcheol turned to Hyungwon with a cruel grin. "you see now, the difference between a true alpha male, and a pathetic beta like you. Now beg for forgiveness, for what a sorry excuse of a husband you are" and said beta broke down in tears, his heart completely broken. But the two didn't give a single fuck. He picked up a destroyed (name), pushing 4 of his fingers into his mouth, gagging him. The omega loved it so much, he was in heaven. His mouth hung open, looking at his husband.
"You see how you're helpless? Your whore of a husband is getting torn apart by a real man and I'm making you watch. And I'll keep making you watch for hours as I fuck his ass to numbness and he's barely conscious. I'm a fucking God and you're a mere insect, and you know that." Seungcheol all but growled and Hyungwon sobbed, his heart shattered. He was unable to speak, unable to think. All he could do was look at his husband being fucked like a cheap slut by an alpha. Meanwhile, (name) had the most blissful expression on his face as his eyes never left his husband.
Seungcheol continued to spit "You wish you could do this, right? Take this little slut apart. Just like I now will, always. I will make sure your pathetic, worthless, little existence is a living hell. You will spend the rest of your life thinking about how much better I am than you. And you will die, miserable and alone, because you're not good enough for your slut of a husband". He says, while grabbing a fistful of (name)'s hair, knowing well enough how the omega fucking loved being manhandled.
The alpha never stopped his rampage, lewdly describing what he'll do to (name) as he made his husband watch. Seungcheol was the king of the mafia and now, he was going to make (name) the untouchable queen by his side, treating him so.
Hey question, will you write more for enhypen? Behind locked doors was really good and it scratched that itch I was looking for, really really love your writing!
Thank you, and yes ofc! I love enhypen. I’d love to write for all of the members actually.
Attaching the referenced picture because you are accurate.
Lonely jungwon that installed dating apps as a last resort to cure his boredom.
He wasn’t usually satisfied with the guys he hooked up with (most guys weren’t that hardcore every damn time). Plus, they didn’t expect sweet-looking Jungwon to like it that rough.
Until he linked with Taehyun on an app. Taehyun wasn’t like other guys, he wanted to take Jungwon as rough as Jungwon wanted it. They clicked instantly.
“Let’s take a picture”, beamed Jungwon. Taehyun just nodded an affirmation. Once the red-haired boy was convinced he had a good snapshot and his boyfriend called him ‘pretty boy’ thrice, he put his phone down.
Just as he did, Taehyun casually remarked, “you know I’m gonna hang you on my dick in the showers after, right?” and then picked up dumbbells to rep bicep curls.
Jungwon reddened. His hue almost mirrored his hair color. Taehyun wasn’t like the others. He wasn’t afraid to take charge. Exactly what Jungwon needed.
Maybe dating apps aren’t as terrible as everyone claims.
Ps.
(Don’t come for me if the dumbbell part is stupid. I have never seen the inside of a gym.)
these two phrases pretty much sum up all the times you and i quarreled over your questionable doings. i used to pout then, but trust me, your playful demeanor was so endearing to me.
as was the way your lips were so plush and pink, they had me wondering what they'd feel like against mine. but, back then, i was a coward.
you were so open with your feelings for me, yet i could never reciprocate. when i was with you, my mouth always hurt from being stretched too wide. no, not the dirty way, though i wish that was the case so bad. my mouth hurt because you made me laugh constantly.
i didn't let you in when you first approached me as the new neighbor. you were a ball of sunshine, so the dark clouds in me distanced my conscience from you as much as they could.
but weirdly, you didn't give a single fuck about the subtle hints to stay away. i guessed the neighborhood did not tell you i was a newly ruined widower. someone who had been killed several times over and resurrected, only to be bestowed with unbearable heartache again the next day.
the cheerful 'good morning's, and 'hey, you wanna watch a movie together?' never ceased from your end. you were persistent. and i, despite knowing better, prone to charms like yours.
and so it began, the most chaotic, teenage dream relationship i've had so far. you were the perfect friend to gossip and vent to, the perfect bestie to go shopping with and the cutest dork to have around.
when you came into my life, i was in the dark. so dark i couldn't see.
if only i had put a label on us. if only i wasn't so adamant about staying alone forever and had agreed to call you mine. then i wouldn't have had to watch someone else fill the spot i had the chance to.
i was too scared to take another love dive, afraid that if anything went wrong, i would surely not make it back to shore this time.
but can you blame me? the wounds of my heart were still fresh, and i could never see another man in the same light i saw my husband. at least not then.
but you brought me back to life, moon hyung-seo, i will tell you that. and for that alone, i wish upon you nothing but utter happiness.
when you left, i couldn't see again. but this time, only because it was so bright.
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